#i have a project due in 4 hours :)))

[friedmagazinebouquet]

Has this been done already? Probably

[nguyenfinity]

This month's feature is Crazy:B, with this edition releasing alongside their new Valentine's Day single 'Lovebug'! (written and produced by my hopes and dreams)

art-only version below the cut!

[winemom-culture]

HAVING A GREAT DAY 🖕

[ljuerlav]

how do you ask your roommate to leave surfaces generally in a clean and working order. not even talking about clutter but like oil and grime and shit

[imabiscuitinthousandworlds]

how is everyone feeling on this fine monday?

[dizzybojack]

what’s ur favorite friendship in bjhm?

For a fun friendship, it's honestly any friendship involving Todd. I am like Kelsey Jannings when I see Todd. What a great little genius idiot guy. I want to shove him in a laundry dryer. The whole arc with him and Mr. Peanutbutter and their stupid business ventures is always one of my favourites because their friendship just works so well. Just two idiot guys with a bunch of resources using it to make the dumbest shit ever. To me, their friendship just felt very natural and like it clicked immediately. They talk about deep feelings sometimes and they understand each other in some unspoken way. And they're also two dumbasses who are actually very smart so what's not to love?

And for a sad painful friendship that makes me cry it's Diane and Bojack. Their friendship is so nuanced and painful and toxic and it makes me so goddamn sad. Not to be a swiftie (she said, being a swiftie) but their friendship to me is this one line from "the 1": "and if you wanted me, you really should've showed and if you never bleed, you're never gonna grow but it's alright now. but we were something, don't you think so?" like ??!???!?!?! GOD. i'm so sorry to everyone for drawing taylor swift parallels to bojack horseman but come on. to me, it perfectly encapsulates their friendship and its bittersweet end. "if you wanted me, you really should have shown. you should have been better. you need to grow and be better and change and it's going to hurt. but it has to. i hope it does. i hope you get better. i'm sorry. but it's alright, now. but, god, we were something, weren't we?" im gonna throw up :))) and diane supporting bojack when he didn't support her back. and bojack being the only thing that makes sense to her. and them sitting on the roof, and diane taking bojack to rehab, and bojack cleaning diane's house. i will cry. im so incredibly normal about them actually i think about them a regular average amount so yeah

thank you so much for the ask!!! i'm trying to get to all of them while i procrastinate lol

[labetalol]

it's unreal how much i am looking forward to tomorrow and if it isn't everything i dream of i'm going to explode

[livvyofthelake]

did not mean to sleep until 4pm. well ok.

[binders-and-beanies]

people act like being a social work major is so easy but then they hear all the shit you have to do and they’re like I would kms

[reginaofdoctorwho]

i don't even know if i WANT to finish nursing at this point, like i fucking hate college rn and it's only an associates program but like. please i am so tired professors let me fucking sleep

[sailorcheese]

I was so anxious for this finals week but I stressed myself out so bad preparing that it’s incredibly low-stress

[theseancekid]

bruh

[kalashtars]

lol lmao when the people in your performance group project didn't prepare AT ALL for anything so now you have to attempt to edit what you filmed into something vaguely watchable and it's Not Working

[verystressedcollegestudent]

if there's one thing i hate more than slackers in group projects its goddamn hypocrites

[brine-in-my-eyes]

im really fucccking tired mannn.... just absolutely burnt out.....

[sunsetsimon]

blue collar simon ♡ because i'm going insane

pt 2 here

☼ he's waking up around 4:30am most days, due to starting at a new job site that gives him a longer commute. he's grumbly when his alarm blares, quickly turning it off and sitting on the edge of the bed for a minute to stare off and come to. his footsteps are quiet as he heads to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and giving his face a rinse to clear it from sleep. simon makes sure to keep his hair short, only needing to run his fingers through it to tame a few wild pieces that stick up on the side.

☼ most mornings you get up with him, his alarm waking you up even with as quickly as he turns it off. "go back t'sleep love," he leans over, cupping your cheek lovingly as you try to blink the sleep out of your eyes.

"gonna pack your lunch si," you say, so quietly he almost doesn't hear you. he knows better than to argue though, you're already up and nothing is better than having you help him get ready for his long day.

you slip on one of his hoodies on your way downstairs, practically swimming in the fabric as it rests on your mid thighs, hands covered in the long sleeves. his heart swells, you look so cute when you're tired and stubborn, refusing to let him leave without a proper lunch.

☼ he's not able to talk much throughout the day with how busy he is. sometimes you only get a quick 2 minute call while he's scarfing down his lunch, complaining about how their project manager was being a dick that day.

"'right babe. gettin' back to it so i'll call you when i'm leaving, whenever the fuck that'll be."

"okay si. i love you, be careful."

"always am. love you."

sometimes you get lucky with a random picture of something on the site, having no idea what it is you can only respond with a "what am i looking at?"

"fuckin' dumbass rookie can't mark out a straight line to save his fuckin' life."

whatever the hell that means. simon thinks it's funny though.

☼ comes home with new cuts and bruises everyday, the wrap on one of his fingers soaked with dirt and blood. his hands are cut up and scarred, calloused and rough to the touch but you still love them, those hands provide everything for you. you're constantly having to remind him to clean under his nails after a long day though, refusing to be touched until they're squeaky clean.

☼ he never gets home at the same time, a supposed-to-be 10 hour shift can quickly turn into a 12 or 13 depending on how much work needs to be done. not a week goes by when he doesn't have overtime, and though he makes a lot of money, he's fucking exhausted when he gets home. lazily unlacing and kicking his boots off at the door while coming in, practically with a limp, his knees and feet fighting to not give out from pure exhaustion.

still finds the energy to shove his dirty hands under your shirt though when he catches you at the stove preparing him a plate. his unkempt stubble scratches your neck as he inhales your clean, addicting scent. planting soft kisses along the skin, you almost melt into him until you smell him, dust and sweat clouding your nose.

"ugh simon! you can't be all over me while you're dirty," you whine, trying to pull away from his tightening grip on your hips.

"can't help it when y'look so damn good. missed you all day," he grumbles, pulling your ass back against his growing bulge in his work pants, thrusting against you through layers of clothing.

"eat and take a shower first, then we can talk," you give him another shove - much to his dismay. apparently he wasn't as tired as he thought.