Did you delete your voice claims post ( o o)? I can't find it 」( _ _)」
Ahhhh I'm like 100% sure that was on my old blog that got deleted when I got terminated 😔
I know that @/maleyanderecafe and @/torao-chan (sorry i get embarrassed pinging people in posts since in this case it feels unnecessary :')) ) both rb my posts related to forever yours so maybe it's buried somewhere in their blogs....
But regardless I remember most of them and kinda changed a couple, so here's the list of my voice claims on the fy yours boys + cupid, I'll add the rest of the side characters once I find good/solid ones for all of them.
Tama - I'm still firm in choosing Bear Ghost for Tama. The specific songs I like to use an example are Paradise and Starkiller, but also this clip from Bee and Puppycat and I basically have nothing to add on lol. Any song by Bear Ghost fits voice wise in my head.
Max - Darling Dance (English Cover) by Anthong the Gay has been the closest I could ever get. It's like 95% what his voice sounds like to me, the other 5% being just like, intonation issues. Max doesn't really try to hide how he feels so his tone and manner of speaking makes it verrrrry clear how he feels at any given moment, so his voice has more extreme highs and lows.
I've been told that it's a surprising choice because they expect his voice to be higher, which I think is funny. He would find high-pitched, overly cutesy, squeaky voices annoying and grating to listen to.
Psy - Another one that's been clear since I've chosen it, Lucky Love by Michael Seyer is basically ideal in my head. The voice fits well, the calm, tender, gentle, mature/knowledgeable tone is basically perfect!
Lake - A very, very difficult one, mostly because he doesn't have a very strong voice in my head! (which is funny because I know how he talks very clearly). I think it's because the sounds of super, intensely emotional voices cause me to panic internally a little, so when I write his dialogue my brain is like "lol no voice here" or else I would Not be able to Get Through It. I've chosen This December and Fly Me to The Moon (cover) by Ricky Montgomery before, which I do think are nice choices. Some additional songs by Ricky Montgomery that I think are even more fitting for Lake's voice is It's Ok to Cry and Boy Toy (acoustic version).
Lycoris - Sweet Tangerine by The Hush Sound is really good! Recently I added These Hands from Frankenstein - A New Musical to my brain as like. an extra layer of flavor in my head, due to the very tormented and guilt-ridden tone that Lycoris would definitely have as someone who is a bit more self aware than the others. Also I just like The Creature in Frankenstein and his depiction in this musical lol.
Cupid - Ok so. I was basically sold on Kiss Me You Animal by Burn the Ballroom and I still am! But also DON'T WANNA SLEEP and READ YOUR DIARY by Måneskin kinda fit his general vibe like, genre-wise more. Even if the lyrical narrative doesn't match him as much...... the vibes of the genre.......... fits very well........... I am making no sense I know.......... Adriel Genet's voice fits Cupid better than Damiano David ultimately, but Måneskin's frequent subject matter about partying all night and romance issues fits Cupid more than the spooky-haunted-vampire vibe of Burn the Ballroom.
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wanted to elaborate lol
Tama - Hates alcohol. Doesn't like how it tastes and doesn't like being intoxicated. Doesn't really care if other people drink though. Give him a cup or else he'll feel left out though :((
Max - Drinks beer for the taste. Will refuse flavored/sweet alcohol. Unfortunate because he likes the look of pretty cocktails. Has a decoden flask but never used it after making it. Usually drinks at home, but if he drinks in public he's veryy careful and particular.
Psy - Fancy cocktails and wine, only on special occasions. Drinks wine more frequently than cocktails, but in general doesn't drink often, for health reasons and lack of interest. Cooks with wine more than drinks it.
Lake - Cheap beer, which he hates but has no choice cause it's the only thing he can afford if he has a bit of extra money at the end of the day lol. Likes mixed drinks, the less it tastes like alcohol the better! Will feel guilty if you buy his drinks though. A lightweight, and while he doesn't drink often he goes on spirals where he drinks extensively.
Lycoris - water. Knows extensively about alcoholic beverages because he is a bartender, but it has never occurred to him to drink. Mostly just memorizes recipes. Doesn't drink anything other than water in general.
Val - Will drink anything that is offered without hesitation. The type to grab something random and check what it is after. Somewhat out of absentmindedness but also they do not care lol. Likes when other people offer them a taste of their drink.
Harper - The most horrid mixed drinks you've ever seen, when the mood strikes. White Gilgamesh.
Cupid - Prefers fruity/sweet mixed drinks but will drink whatever is available. Good at pacing himself, and has an pretty high tolerance, so if he's going to be drinking quite a bit he'd prefer it taste good. That being said he'll never refuse a game of beer pong.
Arche - Hates alcohol. Will have a vendetta against you if he knows you drink. While he won't refuse to go somewhere that sells alcohol, he'll avoid the bar and its patrons like the plague.
Mauve - Beer at home only (and whatever Lycoris recommends). Doesn't like drinking around other people, it stresses him out. Usually when he orders something from Lycoris, he gets so nervous he can't taste the drink lol and never remembers the name of the drink. A little bit of a lightweight. Drinks beer because it's affordable and accessible.
Olivia - Sour/Bitter mixed drinks and beer, only at family parties. Doesn't drink too much, even when it's an occasion where she does drink. When she goes to a bar with her friends she abstains from drinking entirely, and is usually the designated driver. Likes drinks that taste strongly of alcohol, because the kick wakes her up.
Cherry - Can drink vodka like water, social drinker. Insanely high tolerance, and can stomach anything without batting an eye. Drinks at bars, restaurants, parties, etc., but won't drink by herself as she doesn't really see the point.
Procrastinating on an animatic by thinking about the fys casts drinking habits
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I know I'm so, so, so, so late but thank you!! so much!!!!!!! I love it!!!!
It was fun from beginning to end!! I've reread it like 200 times hehehe
Astaroth is such an enabler lol and Glasya knowing the intention behind the pillow and tricking Asher made me giggle so much! Asher was also very accurate!!!! My silly guy!! And the fun little bits of mini wordbuilding on Hell while Asher and Astaroth were hanging out where so nice!!
^^ Anyways I wanted to finish this fanart of the fic before I responded and unfortunately it took..... so much longer than intended.... but their dynamic was so fun I wanted to draw something about it!! Asher is mentally!! Beating Glasya up with that pillow!!!!!!!!!
It's 2nd April, so - time to meet the first lucky winner~
As I promised, today the first fanfic for your MCs and OCs. It's quite funny, because the first person in the draw turned out to be the one who entered last. Dear @de1-os, congrats! Looks like your waiting was a good strategy~
Writing was a challenge, after all, this is my first fanfic like this. But I had a great time doing it. Asher is a fascinating character, above all with a very sensible approach to these demons. I hope you will like it!
Note: If anything sounds wrong and ooc, please let me know. I'll change it. If you want, you can also change it yourself, it's entirely up to you, and you can edit these texts however you want.
Also, I apologize in advance for any mistakes, especially if I mixed up pronouns. I write in my native language, where there is no equivalent of "they". I could have translated something incorrectly and not noticed when editing. Then let me know too, of course I will correct it.
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WHB MC Shuffle | Asher
Asher was the first to leave Leviathan's office. Prematurely - as the waiting Astaroth noticed - because the meeting had recently begun. The councils of Hades ended when their king released them. At least that's what he heard. In Gehenna, they ended when the king kicked them out.
The demon stared at Asher, trying to guess what happened inside. But it wasn't easy when the only thing that changed in their expression was a wrinkled nose. They could just as easily be disgusted or angry as they could be terrified.
“Didn't everything turn out the way you wanted?”
Only a quiet grunt escaped Asher's lips. What were they supposed to say? What always happened, happened today too.
“Glasyalabolas.”
A few days ago, His Majesty Leviathan summoned the descendant of Solomon to attend an extremely important meeting; what was important, only he knew, because Asher was as bored as a pug during political talks. Today's session seemed even less interesting than usual. They achieved a new record of disconnection from the surroundings. They stopped listening before the nobles even started talking. What could they do? They were surrounded by a bunch of hot men, instead of stupid politics, they could have chill out a little. For example, unbutton the shirts to let the chill breeze brush their skin…
Astaroth's snap awakened them before the train of imagination could gain momentum.
“Huh?”
“I asked what he did this time.”
Legs carried them forward, away from this office, as if Asher were afraid that the boredom would spill out and consume them again. Or, even worse, Glasyabolas's hand would land on their thigh again. Although, actually, it wouldn't be that bad. He was quite hot. Except he was an asshole. But what could they do, it only increased the possibilities… They forced themself to at least partially come to their senses. Even though, the fantasies about Glasyal were much more interesting. Yes, they were angry with him, but they still could appreciate a good body and certainly even better skills. It's not easy to shake a connoisseur out of their professionalism.
“He is being himself.” Asher grumbled under their breath. “I'm starting to get fed up with him.”
“Maybe you should take a break. I know a place you might like.”
The place in question turned out to be a cramped shop. The shelves were full of suspicious drugs, they all smelled of herbs and that unusual, sleepy fog surrounding Hades. Raven feathers, stone amulets, and reptile scales were stuffed among laurel branches and incantation ribbons. Astaroth, wrapped in snake coils, looked like one of the exhibits. Surrounded by the mysticism of this place, he seemed even sexier than usual. But why did the demon brought them here?
“Look.” The man pointed to the jar of clay standing at their feet. “These are lumps of earth collected from the place where His Majesty Lucifer fell into Hell.”
Asher bent down and picked up a small thing that looked more like a vial.
“Should it really be standing that low? Someone will kick it and everything will fall apart.”
“The thing is, these stones are extremely…”
They put the jar on a shelf among engraved beads and blue-labeled containers. Old wood groaned and splinters appeared from the bottom.
“…heavy.”
“Never mind.” Asher quickly put that quirk back where it was. It occurred to them that they might throw it at Glasyalabolas. Maybe he would finally get his shit together.
“You're wrinkling your nose again. Are you thinking the same thing as before?”
“Maybe… I'm sick of him, you know? I want to throw it in his face.”
“I think you should let your desires take over. Be corrupted. Be yourself.” Demon reached for a drug with a blue label. “But I propose a more sophisticated way.”
“What do you mean?”
“These are sleep oils with little side effect. You fall asleep faster, but you wake up much more tired.”
Without much thought, Asher grabbed a package three times its size.
“We'll take it.”
The gift they had prepared didn't look suspicious. An ordinary pillow that smelled of lavender. People lie perfectly, so explaining it was supposed to be easy. Asher had some credible stories ready. In fact, they were even a little disappointed that Glasyal didn't ask where the gift came from. All that was left to do was wait.
On the first day, there were no signs of fatigue. As they sat in council, Glasyalabolas was as great and immovable as a mountain. The next day, the mountain hunched its shoulders, but so slightly that they barely noticed it. On the third day, dark circles began to appear under his eyes. The next evening, after a meeting in which Glasyal had given up even teasing them, another thing humans are good at stirred in Asher. Delicate, barely audible remorse.
they stood outside Glasyal's room, trying to think of why they wanted their gift back. Yes, the demon was annoying, but maybe, just slightly maybe, they a little, just a little liked him. Maybe it's a souvenir from another demon? Or maybe a pillow that is always warm on both sides and was mistaken for a real gift? Before Asher could think of anything, the door opened. Weird. They didn't knock.
“Do you need anything?”
“Yes.”
“Come in, then. I know you've been standing here for quite a few minutes.”
Even though Asher entered the snake pit with a straight face, their heart was racing. First, they entered the demon's room. A handsome demon. A terrifying demon. They regretted it even before the door closed behind. Maybe they should come back after all?
All doubts were doubled when Glasyalabolas leaned forward, as if bowing, and took their hand.
“Two can play this game, you know that?”
Not only Asher's heart but also his breathing reached the pace of an asthmatic after a marathon when Glasyal placed their hand on his cheek. He rubbed their fingers under his eye, and the circles that were supposedly from lack of sleep became blurred. Everything that was speeding up, suddenly stopped. Makeup. It was makeup. And worst of all, when they looked closer, the makeup was of very low quality.
“You think I can't recognize sleeping herbs? Especially since you poured so much into this pillow? Even a corpse would be disturbed.”
Instead of letting go of their hand, Glasyal ran their fingers over his lips. They were surprisingly soft and warm. Asher couldn't help himself. They pressed harder, wondering if his tongue was as soft. Anxiety fought with desire as they stared at his tongue as it lazily licked its lips. Fuck. Before they take this pillow away from him, they can still use it in this bed.
They took a step closer and grabbed the dark horn to make sure the demon wouldn't get up. And that he won't have any stupid ideas. Glasyal just muttered under his breath, something that sounded like a cross between a groan and a laugh.
“It was a punishment to stop acting like an asshole.”
“I guess it didn't work.”
“In that case” Asher tugged the horn, forcing Glasyal to bow even lower. “Looks like I'll have to work on this more bluntly.”
The demon knelt down. However, if Asher thought for a moment that he would politely give up, their legs immediately buckled under them. Glasyal grabbed them around the waist and lifted their shirt with his teeth, licking, nipping and biting their lower abdomen.
“I want to see you try.”
That evening, neither of them needed a pillow anymore.
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