Some Redraws

🌼Some Redraws🌸

Round two! From left to right:

🩷Milly - 5’3

💚Henry/Zoey - 5’4

🤍Daisy - 5’5

🩵Hailey - 5’6

🖤Drew - 5’7

💙Saisy Headcanons🤍

(May or may not be doing this for a friend lol. These can be interpreted as either platonic or romantic.)

💙Sean and Daisy call sometimes while Daisy’s doing homework. She doesn’t have much time to do it during the day, so she’ll sometimes be up ‘til midnight just trying to get everything done. Sean usually stays awake with her until she gets everything done, and she’s always apologizing for keeping him up. Sean, who never sleeps regardless, just says: “It’s fine. I like spending time with you. :3”

🤍Daisy’s also probably fallen asleep on call a few times, and Sean finds her sleepy voice really cute.

💙Daisy’s probably overheard Sean’s parents arguing one time while they were calling, but when Daisy asked about it, he sort of brushed it off.

🤍Whenever Sean asks how Daisy’s been doing, she’ll usually start off with: “I’m doing fine, but-” and then end up rambling about her problems for about 30-minutes and then profusely apologizes for it afterward. (Despite Sean telling her countless times to not apologize.)

💙Meanwhile Daisy will ask Sean how he’s doing and he’s just: “I’m good :)”

🤍So much stress hides behind their smiles do not be fooled.

💙They both need hugs. (And think each other’s hugs are the best.)

🤍Daisy definitely has a Tumblr and definitely follows the Girlblogger tag. (Specifically for all the posts about feeling like a disappointment and wanting to cry and run away to practice Witchcraft.) (She also probably really likes the Croquette aesthetic.)

💙Sean loves the Cyberpunk aesthetic and he too wishes he could run away to a futuristic city full of loud music and neon lights.

🤍Daisy’s genuinely worried about Sean’s hearing since he keeps his headphones on for most of the day and has them at full blast. (She keeps telling him he’s gonna go deaf at 30 and he just shrugs it off.)

💙Sean’s headphones are one of his prized possessions he’d trade his own soul for.

🤍Daisy definitely listens to Lofi to help her study. (She also probably listens to Egg, Lyn Lapid and Lana Del Ray.)

💙Sean’s the type of guy to die for you. Daisy’s the type of girl to kill for you. I will not elaborate.

🤍Daisy really likes the scent and flavor of vanilla. (And Sean has taken note of this.)

💙Sean will usually either make or pack little snacks for Daisy to have throughout the day, since she probably doesn’t have enough time for breakfast and her busy schedule doesn’t give her much time to eat lunch either.

🤍Daisy’s obsessed with Sean’s cooking.

💙Sean has taught Daisy a couple of broom tricks, and was surprised by how quickly she picked them up.

🤍Both Daisy and Sean treat Mr. Broom like an actual person. They’re very respectful and apologize if they ever drop him.

💙When Daisy’s schedule permits it, Sean will take her on late night walks throughout the city, and they end up getting into the most outlandish, existential conversations about life.

🤍They both really like stars, and hope to one day head to the countryside where they can better see all the stars in the sky.

💙They both really like dogs, specifically tiny dogs. Anytime they see one while walking, they have to go and ask for permission to pet them.

🤍Daisy could EASILY kick Sean’s ass if she wanted and Sean’s fully aware of this.

💙Bonus: If the world wasn’t so difficult and they didn’t have so many responsibilities, Sean and Daisy would 100% hop on a random train and run away together. (They’ve fantasized about this a lot.)

Decided to do a lineup of the TMF cast, but the entire drawing looked crunchy so I’ll be posting it in two parts. (Also featuring my fanon designs and headcanoned heights!)

So starting with the taller characters we have:

💜Zander/Lia - 5’8

💛Jake - 5’9

🧡Luke - 5’10

❤️Liam - 5’11

💙Sean - 6’0

🖤Ashes🩶

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Synopsis: Frustrated by Jake’s constant attempts to repair their friendship, Drew decides to burn the broken bridge for good.

A/N: Welcome back to another episode of “Drew does something stupid or mean, and ends up feeling sorry for himself.” Today, Drew REALLY fucks things up. (He’s my favorite boy-failure.) Also, Drew might’ve won the battle, but Jake wins the war. (No one’s gonna get this lmao.)

Contains Swearing, Violence, Mild Death-Threats(?)

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The sound of a blaring alarm awoke Drew from his fitful sleep, and slowly, he opened his eyes. He sat up groggily, rubbing at his eye with his palm as he struggled to keep them open.

“Then… Can I stay the night?” The voice echoed in his mind almost immediately, bringing him back to the events that had transpired a few nights ago. Liam had practically barged into his house, uninvited, and just… held him.

Drew’s hand lingered above his waist, just above where Liam’s had once been. His touch had been so warm, yet… Drew couldn’t find any comfort the memory. There was something that didn’t add up.

Why had Liam gone out of his way to help him that night? Why had he held him so carefully? Drew hadn’t offered him anything for it. Hell, he could barely remember thanking him for it.

Was Liam trying to make up for the fact he protected Zoey’s secrets? Or was there more that he was hiding, and this was all just a way to cover it up?

What if Liam had known Jake was going to leave? What if he knew of someone else who planned to hurt him? What if Liam was only trying to get closer to him so that he could hurt him as well? What if he was only using him as well? And how much of this was Henry in on?

Drew groaned, dragging his hand down his face. He was being dramatic again. Liam… probably wouldn’t do that to him…

He shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind, and forced himself to stand, dragging himself to his closet to finally start getting ready for the day.

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The moment Drew stepped foot on campus, his earbuds went in, and the world faded out. And while his body was stuck going through the motions, his mind was able to wander freely.

And for a while, Drew allowed himself to forget. To pretend nothing existed. To pretend… he didn’t exist.

It was a comforting thought…

But it didn’t last as long as he would’ve liked, because reality always found a way to pull him back down…

And it happened when he noticed Jake in the cafeteria… with Hailey.

The two were only visible for a few moments, and disappeared in the crowds the next, but Drew’s eyes couldn’t leave them for a second.

He could feel a white-hot flame ignite in his chest as he stared. And even after lunch had ended, he could still feel it burning. He tried his best to cover it, but the sparks refused to fade.

By the end of the day, Drew could still feel it, burning away at his insides. It guided his movements, and his hand slammed his locker closed with a loud bang.

The sound alone was enough to surprise him, and he forced himself to take a breath. He really needed to calm down. Maybe he could take a shower when he got home. Go to bed early and-

Drew flinched when he felt someone tap his shoulder, and quickly, he turned around, taking out an earbud to realize-

Jake was standing right there.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” Drew snapped. He turned to leave, but-

“Drew, wait-” The sound of Jake’s voice was enough to stop him in his tracks. “Please, will you just listen to me for a minute?” Drew refused to turn around.

“Go away.” He whispered, only to hear Jake take a step closer.

“Drew, please. I-I just… I want to apologize.”

He’s lying.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, Drew.”

Don’t trust him.

“I just want-”

Drew’s body was moving on its own as he turned on his heel, and without a second thought, he backhanded Jake in the face.

The blonde stumbled back, eyes growing wide as he took in a sharp breath. He blinked a few times, his shaking fingertips grazing the reddened mark forming on his face.

“What part of ‘I’m done with you’ do you not understand?!” Drew shouted. “You’re not getting a second chance from me, and nothing is going to change that! You chose your side, and you made it abundantly clear who your real friends are! I couldn’t give a single fuck about you, or your excuses now! Hell, you could turn up dead tomorrow and I wouldn’t give a shit! It’s what you and all those other freaks deserve!” Jake’s eyebrows narrowed. Drew must’ve struck a nerve there…

“Leave them out of this!” Jake’s voice raised slightly, and Drew could feel a smirk tug at his lips.

“Or what?” He taunted, taking a step towards the blonde and savoring the way he tensed up at the movement. “You gonna write a whiny little song about it? Is Hailey gonna run away crying again?” Drew’s cruel smile faded as he leaned back a bit. “You seriously think I’m gonna leave those freaks out of this when they’re the problem?!”

“If anyone’s the problem here, it’s you!” Jake suddenly snapped, and before Drew could even process it, Jake had shoved him back. “You made me feel like shit about myself, for years, all because of something that had absolutely nothing to do with you! And not only that, you go out of your fucking way to bully other people for the same fucking reason. All you know how to do is hurt people!! Yet I’m somehow the one apologizing!”

“Oh, don’t you dare try to make me look like the bad guy here!”

“You think bullying people for their interests makes you a good guy?!”

“You think lying to your best friend is any better?!” Drew was struggling to keep his voice steady as he took a step towards him.

“I lied because you made me feel like I couldn’t trust you! And if you weren’t so wrapped up in your own head, you’d realize that! You never think about anyone else but yourself you selfish, spoiled asshole!!”

Drew’s fist was moving before he could think, punching Jake in the face. The blonde wasted no time returning the gesture.

Pain flooded Drew’s senses, yet only seemed to fuel the burning flame in his chest.

The fire blinded him, painting his world a deep, blood red. His punches were aimless, and each hit he took was nothing more than a dull pulse to march along with his ever-growing heartbeat. He didn’t care what was going on anymore. He just wanted Jake Sterling to suffer.

He was only partially aware of the crowd surrounding them, their murmurs and chants nothing but a muffled whisper.

Yet the sound of Jake’s heavy breaths and winces rang loudly in his ears.

He was quick to note every subtle change in his posture. Every move he made. And the very moment he’d tossed his jacket to the ground, revealing arms reddened from bruises.

Jake suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Drew by his collar and pinning him to the lockers. Drew’s head jerked, the air forced from his lungs in a choked exhale.

And for a moment, Drew couldn’t breathe. His mind was spinning. He had to do something, but-

His eyes met Jake’s for a moment, yet there was no longer any life in eyes.

Suddenly, a blunt force hit Drew’s stomach, causing him to gag. He had to escape, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to get enough power for another punch from his position. So he did the next thing he thought of: he dug his nails into Jake’s skin, scratching him just above his brow. The blonde winced, his grip loosening for a second as he stumbled back, and Drew seized the opportunity to break away from him, placing a hand on his chest as he struggled to catch his breath.

And the second he finally did so, he was running at Jake once again, swinging at him again and hitting his eye. But Jake only faltered for a moment before grabbing Drew’s shoulders, slamming him to the floor.

Stars flooded his vision when his head smacked against the ground, his surroundings blurring together into a mess of dull colors.

Drew could feel Jake’s legs straddle his waist, preventing him from moving. He wasn’t strong enough to force Jake off of him either, no matter how much he fought against him.

There wasn’t anything Drew could do as he watched Jake draw his fist back, and-

…Drew could’ve sworn he heard something snap.

Pain erupted in the center of his face, and even something as simple as a breath burned.

He could feel blood dripping from his nose. He noticed some of it coating Jake’s knuckle.

Jake was about to punch him again when Drew noticed a pair of hands grab Jake by the arms, dragging him off as loud whistles began to blow. Another person, a security guard most likely, grabbed Drew as well.

Drew let out a wordless yell, struggling against the guards hold, desperate to get back to the fight.

But Drew noticed a flicker of light in Jake’s eyes for a moment, and Drew’s shaking breaths began to slow. His movements halted, and he allowed himself to just… stare. And take in the damage he’d done.

Jake’s eye was swollen, his arms and cheeks littered with bruises. Small scratches ran along his brow, bleeding ever so slightly.

Yet his eyes were no longer cold. They’d gone… almost glossy. And Drew couldn’t understand why.

“Jake!”

The familiar voice dragged Drew back to reality, and he tore his gaze from the blonde to see a familiar figure forcing her way through the crowds.

Her black eyes were wide, worry etched in her features as she tried to get to Jake.

And Drew could recall when he had once been in her place.

When he was the one who mattered.

When it was him, not her…

Not Hailey.

…Before he knew it, he was screaming again. An incoherent string of profanities and insults. Tearing into Jake’s insecurities, anything that would give him the last word in the fight.

The words burned on his tongue, but he couldn’t stop them for escaping.

And in the end, Drew cherished the broken look in Jake’s eyes as the words left his bleeding lips.

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Drew winced as his fingertips grazed his nose again. Despite the nurse’s exasperated comments, Drew knew it must’ve been broken. Yet all he was given was some tissues and a measly ice pack before she left to tend to Jake.

The two had been dragged to the nurses office, and while Drew was left in the waiting room, Jake was taken to the infirmary room. Hailey had insisted on following, but she was eventually sent away.

Drew glanced down at his feet, despite the nurse telling him numerous times to keep his head elevated to stop the bleeding.

The fight replayed in his head over and over again. And even still, Drew couldn’t get over the lifeless look in his old friend’s eyes.

It was strange to think that a month ago, those same eyes would’ve looked at him with such warmth and care…

Drew glanced up when he heard Jake’s door open, and when the blonde walked past him, he noticed how red his eyes had gotten. They looked almost… watery. Drew averted his gaze, keeping it fixed the tiled flooring as he listened to Jake’s footsteps slowly fade. But before Drew could hear the door open, Jake paused.

“I think I’m done with you, too.” He whispered, his voice oddly unsteady. Drew glanced up at him, but the blonde was already gone. Leaving Drew alone in silence.

The words repeated in his mind. Then again, and again, and-

Drew realized he finally did it.

He finally burned the bridge between him and Jake. There’d be no going back now.

He’d gotten what he wanted…

So… why could feel his heart stop for a moment. Why was his throat growing tighter. Why couldn’t he breathe?

Drew finally tilted his head up, blinking a few times as he struggled to take in an even breath of air.

Why was this happening? This is what he wanted, wasn’t it?

Jake was finally gone…

So I read Elk Grove by @jagged-dust-jacket the other evening and this fic literally DESTORYED me but like in the best way possible I literally felt like a changed person so I had to draw at least one scene to express how much I loved this I know this came out awhile ago but PLEASE READ IT IT’S SO GOOD RAAAAAAA