I read your fic about Idia accidentally buying Yuu matching hoodies with him and now I'm just imagining everyone else trying to get Yuu to match with them
Here's my take for the other dorm leaders
Riddle: matching stationary; pens, erasers, pencils! All very practical to make sure you use it.
Leona: matching accessories; it's obvious it's from Leona, and he plans to make it that way so other people won't approach
Azul: Matching socks; Like Riddle it's very practical, not very show-offish (so you will actually wear it) and sends a subtle message of intimacy between you two because why else would two people wear matching socks?(It has your name embroidered on top)
Kalim: Straight up just gives you a matching cardigan that's from his very own closet; it's personal, it's straightforward, it's so obviously given without any rivals in mind but that's what ticks the others the most.
Vil: Matching fragrances and lipstick (he made); again, subtle but sends a message (the fragrance makes Leona irritated) and knowing you're wearing something made by him makes him feel like he's got everyone beat
Malleus: Matching Gargoyle (and maybe a handkerchief); Of course it's his famous gargoyle. He makes a show of installing it on your roof after he helped you fix the roof and the drainage. Thoughtful AND helpful. (the handkerchief one was an add on because he grew upset when he noticed the thing he should be giving is something you should be carrying around)
The beastmen of twisted wonderland...of nrc, being able to smell that you were masturbating.
Maybe you woke up early from a good dream, and couldn't get back to sleep. Not needing to be up to start getting ready for another hour, you frustratedly try to get back to the dream. You're alone in the dorm, Grim had stayed with Ace and Deuce for the night, what he called 'guys night' which was fine by you.
You try to remember how it felt, what you saw, and try to replicate it with your thoughts and with your hands down your shorts, already wet, giving you some aid when parting your lips to circle your clit. You close your eyes, and put your other arm over your face, trying to block out the sun on the horizon bleeding in your window. You try to remember that face, the boy who'd had you in his grasp and had pleasured you so well, doted on you so lovingly. It's almost clear...
Your alarm blares, and you pull your hand away with a jolt. Dammit...not only do you not remember who you'd dreamt of, but you didn't even get to cum...
You're irritated walking into school, a pout on your lips and a glare pinching your brows. You just need to get to your first class. Just have to get there and take a seat and let this lingering heat die down in your gut...you take a seat beside the boy your sleepy eyes were drawn to when you entered the classroom.
•The boys who shy away and can't look you in the eye when you partner up with them in class: Azul, Jack
Azul could smell it on you the moment you walked up to him, or rather, the desk he occupied. You smelled sweet at first, but the closer you got, the hotter it made him, the heady scent just evident enough to be captured by the sensitive nose of a mer, of any non-human. He fights the urge to cover his nose with his hand, not wishing to make you think something smells wrong with you, when that's not the case at all. It smells just right, and it's fogging his mind. You're wet, he can smell how slick you are.
"Azul." His head snaps to look at you, eyes wide. You're glaring just a bit, with your bottom lip jutted out in a tempting pout, but you lighten up when you see how bewildered he looks. "You've been spacing out since class started. Professor Crewel gave us today's assignment, we should start working on it." Spacing out? What time was it? How long had he been thinking about your scent and your body and your wet heat soaking the seat of your panties and-
"R-right..."
Jack's stomach twists at the smell, then his ears lower and his tail tucks when he sees the look on your face. He can smell that you were...masturbating, but he can also tell you didn't finish, he can smell the sexual frustration on you. It's so thick, he has to raise his leg to rest atop his other to ease what he knows will be a growing discomfort and an eager problem. He taps his index finger rapidly on his thigh, trying and failing to bite his tongue, but ultimately he has to ask. "You alright, prefect?" He flinches when you part your legs and lean back in your chair, relaxing with an upset groan.
"I'm fine...just didn't get much sleep..."
A growl rumbles in his chest at the gentle swell of sex that you give off, something he masks with a cough. "Uh...well, I can lend you my notes after class...if you need to take it easy." You drop your head into your hands with a sigh, and a muttered, exhausted "thank you..."
•The boys who won't let anyone get to you before they do once they've smelled you: Leona, Floyd
Leona's drawn out of his tired state, relaxing in his chair leaned back against the desk behind him, when you walk in. He looks at you, with one eye hardly open, and catches the way you cover your yawn with your elbow, a yawn that parts his own lips to mirror it in response. The way your scent pulls at his gut, the musky smell of sex that lingers between your thighs, he feels possessive. Something primal tells him that's his, that scent belongs to him, as do you.
He purrs, deep in his chest when you get close. It's instinct, he couldn't stop it if he tried. Not that he cares. No, not at all. He kicks the chair next to him into the aisle, and it's groans against the floor, cutting you off and blocking your path. You look at him and he holds your gaze for a second, before closing his eyes again. He doesn't need to watch, he's sure you understand. And he sits smug, listening to the chair legs scrape on the floor and the wood creak when you drag it over and sit down beside him. "Rough morning?~" He purrs quietly. "...something like that..."
Floyd perks up, alert and sharp like a shark smelling blood in the water. He hates mornings, especially ones spent in stuffy old classrooms, but he likes shrimpy, and he really likes the smell that clings to you right now. Your steps are heavy, 'oh? Is shrimpy grumpy?' His lip curls, smiling wider with each step closer you get to his desk. What luck, the seat beside him is empty. Wouldn't it be nice to have a nice, sweet-smelling shrimpy occupy that space?
You squeak a bit in shock when you're yanked backwards by your school blazer. "Careful there shrimpy. Aren't you glad I was here to help you to your seat? You could've fallen, silly~" You sigh and deflate once you stumble into the empty seat. "Floyd...did you have to pull me like that?" He laughs, a casual sound that his blown pupils betray the meaning of. You smell delicious, and the only reason he's not diving between your legs is because no one here is worthy of seeing you writhing in ecstacy as he eats you out. "I don't know what you mean shrimpy, I was helping you," the toe of his shoe drags along your calf as he lifts your legs to give himself space under the desk to stretch out. The warmth and weight of your legs on top of his is nice. "I'll have to think about how you can repay me~"
The calculated one who teases you knowingly, giving off hints that he knows: Jade
The other beastmen in the class all turn to look at you as you enter the classroom. Is so clear, what you've done. Jade's surprised the humans can't smell it on you, can't smell the scent of sex on you. It's bright, alluring, and your frustration makes it heated and desperate, and his body responds so easily it takes actual effort to suppress the noise in his chest that threatens to escape.
"Prefect." You turn to look at him and he takes in that scrunched nose, those glaring eyes, the taut brows. How adorable. He waves you over to his desk, the seat beside him free for you to take. You sit with a huff, and as you exhale pointedly, he inhales greedily. He masks it under a bored sigh, eyes catching yours then turning to the front, but not before giving you a smile that has you tensing visibly.
You yawn a lot during class, and he fights shivers that tempt to dance down his spine. He's calm...collected...fine...relaxed. By the end of class his stomach is in knots, as if he'd been torturing himself and teetering on the edge for hours. He has half a mind to drag you off someplace and fix both of your problems, but-
He stands as others begin to shuffle out of class. You seem to sink into your seat before you straighten, looking like you're about to get up. He bumps your shoulder with his hip, just lightly enough for you to feel the touch, but not enough that it moves you.
"You seem a little sea-sluggish, try to tire yourself out before bed tonight. You might sleep deeper that way~" and with that, Jade leaves, eager to see how strongly you may smell tomorrow.
The one who's eager, and will do whatever it takes to get a taste of you: Ruggie
Ruggie's ears shoot up and his tail wags fiercely before he even sees you enter the classroom. You smell delicious, and he needs it. He'll roll over and bark and beg if he has to.
He's waving you down the second you pass through the doorway. Luckily you walk over with no hesitance. He thinks he might melt in his seat the way you glare not necessarily at him, just the situation.
"Hey (y/n)~" He says, drawing out your name and grinning at you. He snickers at the way your lips purse and one brow raises as you glance at him.
"Say, did you do the homework we needed for today?" Groaning, you mumble a 'no'.
Ruggie, maybe too enthusiastically, fishes some folded sheets of paper out of his pocket. It was simply information from the text that would be use for today's lesson, an easy study guide (if you actually did it). He'll share. No biggie.
"What's the catch?" A taste. "No sweat! I'll keep this little favor in mind for when I've got something you can do for me!"
You're reluctant, but you take it, laying the papers out straight on the table.
Ruggie stares at you with his chin on his hand, leaning on the desk. Is his tail wagging? He's not sure. He's thinking about how to go about asking you to drop that skirt...
One thing I wish was understood a bit better about Twisted Wonderland.
Everyone in this game has trauma or personal struggles and it's NOT a competition of who has it worse. Honestly, sometimes I wish everyone's traumas were discussed more in depth in the game like we get with each person who Overblots, but we don't have time for it. With the Overblot boys, their trauma is shoved directly into the spotlight and we hear exactly how their situations make them feel. But the rest of the cast, ALL of them, have personal struggles and/or trauma. This is just a small list of some of the issues each non Overblot student has.
Ace masks the fear he feels in a lot of situations, and he's got an inferiority complex on some level. Notice how he bullied the player and Grim in our first interaction? That is a sign of someone who is looking to feel better by pushing someone else down because they don't feel good about themselves.
Deuce grew up with a single mother who had to work multiple jobs to make ends meet, which causes him to worry about her, and he was a delinquent in middle school, which made his mom, the one person he worries over, cry. He lives with those regrets, but he's still got those old habits and he agonizes over the fact he's not academically where he'd like to be and his behavior regresses when in heated situations.
Trey has severe trauma at being screamed at for FIVE HOURS over giving Riddle ONE slice of tart, so much that his vitals are severely affected at the thought of Mrs. Rosehearts and he's heavily conflict avoidant.
Cater has had to move all the time and as a defense mechanism, refuses to be honest or get close to people because he doesn't want to get attached only to be ripped away from them.
Ruggie lives in EXTREME poverty when not at school. He struggles to make ends meet and he has to work so hard in a system that is DESIGNED to keep him in poverty, because many beastmen still prefer segregation in the Sunset Savannah.
Jack has one of the healthier mindsets, but he still struggles with being open and honest about his feelings, which makes it hard to have friends, and he struggled with watching Leona, someone he's idolized, fall short of what he believed of Leona.
Jade and Floyd are implied to have grown up in some form of crime family and both seem to have handled the fact their lives could be in constant danger differently. Both like things being interesting, but Jade seems to prefer seclusion and control, while Floyd enjoys scaring people off and having as much fun as he can before he goes.
Kalim is someone who has had multiple assassination attempts on his life, even from his own family. He masks behind a smile, but he's afraid to trust people, and when he DOES TRY to talk about it, it gets brushed off because he has money. Also, he has to deal with the fact Jamil has been undermining his ability to progress by not treating him as if he's capable at all.
Epel has been teased and bullied on how he looked to the point where he started instigating fights to ensure he wouldn't be teased. He also has to fall in line with what Vil wants because he made the error of picking a fight with Vil and getting his butt HANDED to him. To further add, Vil is NOT NICE about it when Epel resists, with one example being Vil grabbing him by the ear and pulling hard as a form of punishment.
Rook has deal with the fact that for being someone who is super perceptive and can notice details, he didn't realize Vil's feelings around Neige, likely because he was blinded by his own admiration for both of them and that's a bitter pill to swallow.
Ortho has to deal with being basically created as a replacement for dead Ortho Shroud, trying to figure out if he's just really a robot made by Idia with really good AI or more than that, and dealing with the fact he loves his brother so much, but his brother doesn't take care of himself and it's disheartening to watch Idia's self-destruction.
Lilia has so much war trauma, losing his loved ones, having been exiled, and so much other crap. Even so, he forced himself to put the war and his trauma about it in the past, where it belonged for the sake of his two sons who both lost so much to war, which is something Baur/Baul could NOT do which was to Sebek's detriment.
Silver has had to live with the idea that his adoptive father would likely outlive him, then is faced with the fact that his father is basically abandoning everything about their life in Briar Valley before he learns that his biological parents were the enemies of the person he serves and cares about, Malleus, and the only father he's ever known.
Sebek has grown up with internalized racism/speciesism against humans thanks to his upbringing and he basically rejects half of his heritage with how he treats his father. He does not even realize how hurtful his comments are until he's faced with those remarks being directed at him by a younger version of his grandfather.
And this isn't everything each student has to face. This is just broad strokes. Yana Toboso wrote a story about flawed people who all have gone through really hard and difficult things because that's the point. As Toboso said in a 2023 interview:
“Happy endings in Disney works come from righteous actions and love, but I believe that the villains are characters who do not get saved during the story. That is why, through this game, I want to portray the message that even if you get beat up all the way to a bad ending, you can grow from it and live your life without feeling discouraged.
Acting lame, obstinate, without hesitation, being open and honest—it’s not as bad as it sounds.
I would like to paint a positive picture of living honestly with yourself and not worrying about others.
In today’s society there are so many people who live in fear of failure and are always walking on eggshells, but nobody’s flawless. It is exhausting to try to live your life so that no one will hate you.”
Everyone, even people you don't know or do not like, have gone through things that shaped who they are. Sometimes, how we've adapted to handle the bad things that happen will force us to hit rock bottom. But you don't have to die when you hit rock bottom.
You can have terrible things happen to you and have maladaptive strategies to handle your experiences, but you aren't stuck that way forever. You can learn how to change your habits, learn to be okay with yourself, and work at being better than you were the day before.
Human growth is not linear. It's a bunch of taking steps forward and backsliding and learning and making mistakes over and over again and accepting failure, not as a testament to your character, but as part of the process of growth... and that's something all the students have to learn, not just the Overblot boys. Because all of them, every single one, are handling their own personal issues, even if it isn't shoved right in our faces.
One thing I wish was understood a bit better about Twisted Wonderland.
Everyone in this game has trauma or personal struggles and it's NOT a competition of who has it worse. Honestly, sometimes I wish everyone's traumas were discussed more in depth in the game like we get with each person who Overblots, but we don't have time for it. With the Overblot boys, their trauma is shoved directly into the spotlight and we hear exactly how their situations make them feel. But the rest of the cast, ALL of them, have personal struggles and/or trauma. This is just a small list of some of the issues each non Overblot student has.
Ace masks the fear he feels in a lot of situations, and he's got an inferiority complex on some level. Notice how he bullied the player and Grim in our first interaction? That is a sign of someone who is looking to feel better by pushing someone else down because they don't feel good about themselves.
Deuce grew up with a single mother who had to work multiple jobs to make ends meet, which causes him to worry about her, and he was a delinquent in middle school, which made his mom, the one person he worries over, cry. He lives with those regrets, but he's still got those old habits and he agonizes over the fact he's not academically where he'd like to be and his behavior regresses when in heated situations.
Trey has severe trauma at being screamed at for FIVE HOURS over giving Riddle ONE slice of tart, so much that his vitals are severely affected at the thought of Mrs. Rosehearts and he's heavily conflict avoidant.
Cater has had to move all the time and as a defense mechanism, refuses to be honest or get close to people because he doesn't want to get attached only to be ripped away from them.
Ruggie lives in EXTREME poverty when not at school. He struggles to make ends meet and he has to work so hard in a system that is DESIGNED to keep him in poverty, because many beastmen still prefer segregation in the Sunset Savannah.
Jack has one of the healthier mindsets, but he still struggles with being open and honest about his feelings, which makes it hard to have friends, and he struggled with watching Leona, someone he's idolized, fall short of what he believed of Leona.
Jade and Floyd are implied to have grown up in some form of crime family and both seem to have handled the fact their lives could be in constant danger differently. Both like things being interesting, but Jade seems to prefer seclusion and control, while Floyd enjoys scaring people off and having as much fun as he can before he goes.
Kalim is someone who has had multiple assassination attempts on his life, even from his own family. He masks behind a smile, but he's afraid to trust people, and when he DOES TRY to talk about it, it gets brushed off because he has money. Also, he has to deal with the fact Jamil has been undermining his ability to progress by not treating him as if he's capable at all.
Epel has been teased and bullied on how he looked to the point where he started instigating fights to ensure he wouldn't be teased. He also has to fall in line with what Vil wants because he made the error of picking a fight with Vil and getting his butt HANDED to him. To further add, Vil is NOT NICE about it when Epel resists, with one example being Vil grabbing him by the ear and pulling hard as a form of punishment.
Rook has deal with the fact that for being someone who is super perceptive and can notice details, he didn't realize Vil's feelings around Neige, likely because he was blinded by his own admiration for both of them and that's a bitter pill to swallow.
Ortho has to deal with being basically created as a replacement for dead Ortho Shroud, trying to figure out if he's just really a robot made by Idia with really good AI or more than that, and dealing with the fact he loves his brother so much, but his brother doesn't take care of himself and it's disheartening to watch Idia's self-destruction.
Lilia has so much war trauma, losing his loved ones, having been exiled, and so much other crap. Even so, he forced himself to put the war and his trauma about it in the past, where it belonged for the sake of his two sons who both lost so much to war, which is something Baur/Baul could NOT do which was to Sebek's detriment.
Silver has had to live with the idea that his adoptive father would likely outlive him, then is faced with the fact that his father is basically abandoning everything about their life in Briar Valley before he learns that his biological parents were the enemies of the person he serves and cares about, Malleus, and the only father he's ever known.
Sebek has grown up with internalized racism/speciesism against humans thanks to his upbringing and he basically rejects half of his heritage with how he treats his father. He does not even realize how hurtful his comments are until he's faced with those remarks being directed at him by a younger version of his grandfather.
And this isn't everything each student has to face. This is just broad strokes. Yana Toboso wrote a story about flawed people who all have gone through really hard and difficult things because that's the point. As Toboso said in a 2023 interview:
“Happy endings in Disney works come from righteous actions and love, but I believe that the villains are characters who do not get saved during the story. That is why, through this game, I want to portray the message that even if you get beat up all the way to a bad ending, you can grow from it and live your life without feeling discouraged.
Acting lame, obstinate, without hesitation, being open and honest—it’s not as bad as it sounds.
I would like to paint a positive picture of living honestly with yourself and not worrying about others.
In today’s society there are so many people who live in fear of failure and are always walking on eggshells, but nobody’s flawless. It is exhausting to try to live your life so that no one will hate you.”
Everyone, even people you don't know or do not like, have gone through things that shaped who they are. Sometimes, how we've adapted to handle the bad things that happen will force us to hit rock bottom. But you don't have to die when you hit rock bottom.
You can have terrible things happen to you and have maladaptive strategies to handle your experiences, but you aren't stuck that way forever. You can learn how to change your habits, learn to be okay with yourself, and work at being better than you were the day before.
Human growth is not linear. It's a bunch of taking steps forward and backsliding and learning and making mistakes over and over again and accepting failure, not as a testament to your character, but as part of the process of growth... and that's something all the students have to learn, not just the Overblot boys. Because all of them, every single one, are handling their own personal issues, even if it isn't shoved right in our faces.
summary: a beaded competition for yuu's affections
type of post: drabbles
characters: all students
additional info: platonic or romantic, gender neutral reader, reader is yuu, based on an ask I got a while ago, fluffy, predictable sappy ending
Word travels fast at Night Raven College.
Gossip, secrets, whispers exchanged in the darkened halls, from student to professor, to professor to ghost, to student again.
The Ramshackle Prefect was beaming, bright as the dawn itself on Monday morning, a string of blue plastic beads on one arm. They seldom smiled so much, and for good reason- but Monday, they were glowing, holding out their wrist, and telling anyone who would listen about the gift their "best friend" had given them. It was an enthralling sight.
Deuce Spade, the poor, sweet boy, had become patient zero.
Word travels faster at Night Raven College when it's about the Prefect.
Deuce Spade had claimed title of best friend with a string and sixteen translucent plastic beads, something that made Ace Trappola itch. He didn't care! He didn't! Of course, he stayed up all night, trying and failing and trying again, to tie the tiny knot on a black-and-red beaded bracelet. But that didn't mean he cared!
It's on your arm, right above Deuce's, on Tuesday.
"Thank you, Ace!" you had smiled, announcing it to the entire unbirthday party. "You really are my best friend!"
Ace looked over his shoulder to smugly grin at his dormmates. "Aww, this old thing? It's nothing, just thought your wrist looked a little lonely with only one,"
It was a rather strange sight: the housewarden of Heartslabyul, his scepter and crown set to the side, his back hunched as he strung black, red, and gold beads over his desk that night. Riddle Rosehearts marched over to you first thing in the morning, set his bracelet in your waiting palm, and marched away, his face redder than his hair.
Trey Clover had forgotten all about homework, promising Deuce two week's worth of dish duty in exchange for beads and string. Forest green and black. He was too shy to give it to you himself, and left it at your doorstep in a basket of tea leaves and leftover tart. It smells of vanilla.
Cater Diamond made sure to snap a pic of his bracelet on your arm, black, red, and orange beads, with his and your initials right next to each other. "#BFFs #besties"
His Magicam story was viewed over 6,000 times.
...Mostly by the same people, over and over.
Ruggie Bucchi had a different take on the situation. See, he didn't have the kinda cash to spend on beads and string and fancy charms, and so you wore a striking dandelion crown to your classes on Thursday morning.
Jack Howl braided you a simple, brown-stringed band to wear on your wrist or ankle or wherever you liked it. You had told him you loved it, rumor said.
Then, all came to a halt.
Word spread that Leona Kingscholar had tried gifting you an expensive, golden-beaded bracelet from his home, (one that would haven taken up half your forearm), and you had refused it. You couldn't possibly accept such a nice gift, you said.
You would, as it seemed, only accept handmade friendship bracelets.
Kalim al-Asim kept Jamil Viper up all night, weaving and unweaving, beading and unbeading, doing and redoing and redoing again, until he had perfected your friendship bracelet in all colors of the rainbow. Little did he know that Jamil had already given you one that afternoon. It smelled of spices, giving away the fact that he had made it in between cooking meals.
Azul Ashengrotto told his staff he was taking a morning off to study, went to the beach, and collected shells in every shape and color. He strung them on black fishing line, and smiled as he gave them to you, free of charge. "Just something to remember me by when I'm away," he said, his face redder than it felt.
Floyd Leech had started one, but became bored of the tedious beading after ten minutes and decided to dedicate his next basketball win to you instead. Jade Leech finished it, and, while his brother was distracted, lined the teal-and-black striped beads with mushroom-shaped charms.
Vil Schoenheit never half-asses anything, friendship bracelet or not. He would do most anything to hear those sweet words of thanks on your lips (not that he'd admit it), even if that means taking hours out of his busy schedule to dye white yarn in wine and weave it with his gilded initials and red, bejeweled hearts. He likes seeing himself on you.
Rook Hunt, ever the nonconformist, fashions you a necklace out of broken bow strings and an arrowhead from his favorite quiver. He puts it on you himself, his fingers brushing against your throat and lingering on the back of your neck for a moment too long, as if enjoying the feeling of your heartbeat.
But Epel Felmier outdoes them all.
For on Friday morning, you come to class with a bracelet of lavender-painted wooden beads, his initials carved into the soft oak, and he comes in wearing the same bracelet, but with yours.
How had no one thought to make a matching one for themselves???
Idia Shroud 3D prints a bracelet in your favorite color, and Ortho Shroud engraves the flat surface with your favorite characters... they make two more for themselves, as if in a sort of secret club. It gives Idia quite the thrill to think about, though he'd never say it.
Sebek Zigvolt hmphs at the idea of showing such loyalty to a mere human, until Silver and Lilia Vanrouge return from an early morning stroll with baskets of acorns, flowers, and pine nuts for bracelet-making. Sebek and Silver both make theirs in earthy wooden tones and shimmering shades of rose and violet. Lilia sneaks in a few animal teeth and bone fragments. For good luck.
Malleus Draconia, tedious as it is, spends his Sunday morning spinning his own string, and lining it with beads, tiny in his hands, and small pieces of smooth glass and stone from Ramshackle. He gifts it to you with a blessing, a promise of your eternal friendship, in this world and the next.
By the end of the week, your arms are heavy with beads, shells, stone, nuts, flowers, and charms, covered from wrist to elbow. You can't move without sounding like a wind chime, jingling and clinking with each step.
Your friends eagerly await your praises, not-so-subtly asking which bracelet is your favorite, or, frankly, who is your best friend?
You promise an answer soon.
Thus, on Monday morning, you arrive with only one bracelet.
Sloppily made, in soft blues and grays, with the cut-out logo of a tuna can label stuck to your wrist, and a smiling Grim holding the hand beneath it.
I made this little drawing for people with aphantasia like me! It may be a bit difficult even if the description is wonderful
This kind of details confuse me but the how each character did it with so much dedication! I loved that
Couldn’t they be cuter? I have so many things to say! When changing size all the bracelets for a mistake, most of the textures were lost. Formental health have left them as they are haha
I gave him a lot of symbolism as they did so carefully. It’s just some children giving away objects, it’s quite cute
The Idia and Ortho bracelet is very varied for all readers, this is my personal taste (also the model it for us so it must have taken a long time)
If you look closely at their eyes (specifically the lashes/makeup), Jamil’s rounded eyeliner doesn’t seem to behave the same as Kalim’s - Kalim's remains in the same position when he closes his eyes, whereas Jamil's ends up moving downward like this:
...Which implies that Jamil's isn't eyeliner, but in fact his own lashes 😭
And conveniently his loungewear card shows us how he looks without makeup, which also confirms that yes, he's... naturally like this, bro's just built different I suppose
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
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