#va fam

[toneriisbae]

some of robbie daymond’s roles

#im dying at mitsuki log and toneri having the same va #he voices the whole fam #also nagare i wasn't expecting him #boruto #mitsuki #log #toneri otsutsuki #nagare hisui #goro akechi #haganezuka #megumi fushiguro #shoya ishida #robbie daymond

[pistachi0art]

sorry if you've answered this before but im curious..

do you have any voice claims for the benrey fam?

I do! (and I have answered this but that’s was awhile back.) not all of em have proper voices yet but here’s a few

Arden -> Brad Dourif (Charles Lee Ray/ Chucky specifically from Childs Play 1 & 2)

Dune -> Richard Epcar (DAISUKE JIGEN with more of a southern drawl)

Emmet -> Will Forte (Abe from Clone High)

Fea -> Emily Hampshire (Misery from Ruby Gloom)

Gael -> Kate Higgins (Sam Boole)

Juno -> Ako Castuera (Canyon from Adventure Time! I’m thinking a real mellow voice.)

Marley -> Michaela Dietz (specifically her va work in GTAV)

Ripley-> Dante Basco (Zuko- without the anger issues.)

#ask reply #There’s a specific VA I was thinking for Neo #but he’s uh. bad. #so I’m still thinking #benrey fam #I’m open for suggestions tho

[zebrafiz]

gen 3 🌉

brooklynn and cerberus arranged a casual family photoshoot to celebrate six months since the birth of their second and final child, odessa!

#dolly gen 3 #dolly fam #brooklynn #cerberus #olivia dolly #odessa dolly #shes getting those tubes TIED hes getting that vas djkfd whtever its called SNIPPED #she is on BIRTH CONTROL #no more babies for them #cerb girl dad 4eva #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 infants #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 screenshot #ts4 legacy #simblr #odessa is in her crunchy baby phase she truly doesnt know how to do SHIT #all shes done so far is smile dkjhsjf #im gonna give it time for the realism in my mind before add more hair... like its growing in ykwim #but i have such a cute hair on standby #anyway

[lunaetis]

things i have recently learned with eden : if you have a nice voice, she's more likely to listen to you / behave around you.

#.ooc #.headcanon: eden | trailblazer #[ the things you learn everyday with this raccoon HKHJKLHJKL #courtesy of chase thank u fam #also wrio's VA is ONOD HIS VOICE IS VERY NICE EDEN #eden : does not count : / #srsly what kind of logic is that WHAT IS --- ]

[alukaforyou]

probably one of THE most embarrassing / audacious things i have ever done that haunts me to this day was when i was 12-14 cant remember exactly when, i saw this gorgeous art of a ship i liked from [redacted], and i was like "i have GOT to recreate this" and decided to make a duplicate of it on a HUGE piece of mixed media paper like 18 x 24 inches, no idea y i needed to do this but i sketched it out trying to get it exactly the same as the original art, and watercolored it, it was actually kind of impressive since i dont ever work large or use traditional media, BUT it was legit of 2 anime boys basically kissing on the floor with roses 💀💀💀💀💀💀 and i didnt even bother to hide that shit or anything, like i just put it away in the closet cuz thats the only place it would FIT, and im p sure my entire fam saw it like READ ✔️ and they said NOTHING about it 🫠 i dont know if i disposed of it before i moved out like it can very much still be in my closet at my parents apt now oh my god im gonna crumble to dust if i see that piece of paper again

#i cant believe i didnt prevent my fam from accessing my [redacted] yaoi #also the funniest fcking thing is the way i got into [redacted] was because i was obsessed with bleach at the time #and my fave chara then from bleach had the same va as a chara from [redacted] and [redacted] has a lot of silly songs #and i found a video of a silly song from [redacted] and it was basically my bleach fave singing it since same va #and i shared [redacted] w all my middle school friends and 2 of them rly got into it with me #and it just started an era of [redacted] in middle school for us skenakwnsja #the second most audacious thing i have done would be making my art uni assignments thinly veiled yakuza / madara fanart i cant even #AND i presented that to the whole class what the fuck was i on #.txt

[im-still-watching-anime]

the guy they have voicing apollo in these trailers sounds like he’s about to ask me to a game of golf

#ace attorney #apollo justice #apollo justice trilogy #literally who is that #like fam ​that is NOT apollo #no disrespect to the va i do really like all the energy he used and the goofiness has a charm #but hearing that voice and trying to picture apollo is impossible to me #way too much confidence and not nearly enough jaded young adult #idk if it’s the same voice they had for dual destinies #but i also didn’t like any of those voices #even the objections were bad for me in that one #and i normally LOVE the objections #wish they would stop trying to give the characters actual voices it drives me nuts

[gins-potter]

🖊 Romitri, bakery

This ended up double the length it was supposed to be because i couldn't stop writing... whoops? Enjoy x

The moan Rose lets out as she steps into the bakery and inhales the aroma of delicious scents is practically indecent if the judgemental looks from the people waiting in line are any indication.  But she ignores them, along with their grumbling, as she skips past on her way to the counter where she boosts herself right up onto it.

“Olena,” she sings, receiving an indulgent smile in return as she leans in to press a kiss to her cheek.

“Hello, Roza.”  Olena peers past her.  “No Lissa today?”

“Nah, she had an early class.”

Rose waits, somewhat impatiently, as Olena takes an order, ringing it through the register and accepting the customer’s money, before throwing her a pleading look, the silent question accentuated by a loud growl from her stomach.

It makes Olena laugh as she gestures behind her.  “Go, your breakfast is waiting.”

“I love you,” Rose declares, sliding off the counter and leaving her to her next impatient customer.  

She squeezes past Sonya behind the coffee machine, calling a hello as she does, and receives something mumbled in return, a response that’s practically friendly coming from her so early in the morning.  She’s forced to dodge Yeva, who’s coming the opposite way with a tray of hot blini and who snaps something distinctly less friendly in Russian, before she can finally throw herself at the waiting plate of bread with another borderline lewd moan.  To watch Rose take her first bite of the black bread, that’s so fresh it's still steaming, one might think it’s a heavenly experience, what with the way she closes her eyes and tilts her head back.

“Roza!” Viktoria calls, coming out from the kitchen.  “I thought I heard you.”

Rose waves at her friend, savouring the mouthful of bread, but her chewing slows and her nose crinkles as she notices something.

“It’s different,” she says without swallowing, and it all comes out a little garbled.  “The bread tastes different.”

Olena hands the last customer their order in a brown paper bag and bids them a good day before turning to Rose with a raised eyebrow.  Rose is half expecting her to chastise her for talking with her mouth full - something so motherly that Rose still isn’t quite used to it - but instead Olena just asks curiously, “Bad?”

Rose shoots her an indignant look in return and swallows.  “Of course not bad, it could never be bad, just different.  Did you change the recipe or something?” she asks, knowing full well Olena doesn’t follow recipes.

“No.  My son baked the bread this morning.”

Rose, in the process of taking another bite, pauses, and feels her eyebrows rise.  She knows of the Belikov’s only son of course, but in the year she’s become a permanent fixture in their bakery, she’s never laid eyes on him.  She thinks she remembers hearing once that he’s away at school in New York.

Rose’s thoughtful hum turns delighted as she bites into the bread again; she would never admit it to Olena but she thinks she might almost enjoy the tangier flavour of today’s bread more than she usually does.

She hears the door to the kitchen swing open again and Viktoria lets out a crow of laughter.  “Hey Dimka, apparently your bread tastes weird.”

Rose swallows roughly and gestures in surrender so emphatically that she almost loses the rest of her breakfast.  “Woah, hey, I did not say it was weird, I said it was diff-”  Her words die in her throat as she turns to the newcomer and catches sight of quite possibly the hottest guy she’s ever laid eyes on.

Olena’s son has to have nearly a foot of height on Rose, his arms, exposed by his rolled up sleeves, are corded with muscle, and his shoulder-length hair is tied back in a ponytail that Rose has a wild urge to free from its band and runs her fingers through.

“I’ve never had anyone describe my bread as weird before,” he says, cocking his head with a slight smirk.

Rose ignores the cute dimple that’s appeared in his cheek and levels him with a pointed finger, followed by a glare at Viktoria.  “Different, not weird,” she reiterates.

“Different good?”  He folds his arm across his chest and Rose forcibly drags her eyes away from them.

“That’s yet to be determined,” she shoots back coyly.

“You must be the infamous Roza.”  He offers her a hand to shake.  “Dimitri.”

Rose isn’t too sure about the use of the word ‘infamous’ but accepts the proffered hand regardless; it’s big, and callused, and warm, and she doesn’t want to let go.

“It’s nice to meet you, Dimitri.  And I guess I’ll just have to try your bread again tomorrow to decide.”

“Yes,” Dimitri says, with a slight chuckle, finally, regrettably, releasing her hand.  “I’ve already been told to expect you most mornings.”

Rose levels a glare around at the Belikova women who are watching their exchange with thinly veiled amusement; even Karolina has appeared in the kitchen doorway to observe.  Dimitri moves to his mother’s side and ducks to press a kiss to her cheek.

“I’m going to meet Ivan for a couple hours, Mama, but I’ll be back for the lunch rush.”

Olena reaches up and pats his cheek, smoothing away a stray streak of flour that’s found its way there.

“It was nice to meet you, Roza,” Dimitri says, before lifting his hand in farewell to his family as he heads for the door.

“He called me Roza,” Rose says faintly, once he’s out of earshot.

Viktoria shoots her a bemused look.  “We all call you Roza.”

“Yeah, but not like that.”  Rose snatches up her breakfast and hurries after him, ignoring Yeva’s bark of Russian that follows her, no doubt a warning of the perils she’ll face if she doesn’t return her plate.  “Hey,” she says, catching up with Dimitri at the door.

Dimitri looks amused to see her, but holds the door open for her to step through.

“So, when are you heading back to New York?”

“I’m not.  I finished my degree last semester, I’d moved back home to help out for a few months before I worked out my next move, but…”

“But…” Rose prods.

Dimitri’s eyes trace over her face.  “But maybe there’s more here for me than I thought.  I’ll see you around, Roza.”

Rose grins, “See ya, comrade.”

#vampire academy #va #mywriting #romitri #rose hathaway #dimitri belikov #ft. a healthy dose of the belikov fam #olena belikova #yeva belikova #viktoria belikova #karolina belikova #sonya belikova #their bakery is like a pseudo cafe for the purposes of this fic #answered #1k follower celebration #thanks for celebrating 1k followers with me x

[izzyizumi]

Digimon Adventure{s} (Series)/[02] ~ (Closet!) Cosplay ~ (Post-02!)Koushiro[u] Izumi {Aesthetic[s]} / Detail shots {January 2k23} (I don't have a full-size plush of partner yet so I usually consider this Koushiro to be late-final-year of middle school Koushiro, or a Koushiro who enters high school and has a jacket in similar color / style as previously {I intended to cosplay Koushiro pre-Tri as well}.)

In my fic-verse, Koushiro has such a jacket in the darker green color; maybe different color tie and pants because the school location changes (I used "Odaiba High" at the time writing my old fic-verse). There, Koushiro was already in 2nd~ year of high school and Taichi was in the 3rd~ year about to graduate (by J.P.N school system schedule); the original fic follows them all through University years. In my fic-verse the green may also be slightly more "muted" to distinguish it, I haven't fully decided yet; but this jacket still looks pretty bright if sunlight hits it, despite it being dark emerald green) featuring (Me) / @izzyizumi Also in the original fic; The Digital Gate had, similar to Tri, since closed briefly; travel functioned a little closer to 02 still, when they could only see their partners briefly at times via Gate-hopping (until a lead-in to pre-epilogue era had them all "meeting" again under various circumstances). So the Koushiro I cosplay is one who's supposed to be a little distant from having seen partner 'Mon in a while and is feeling the effect of it. (They typically still communicated via brief e-mail messages when possible / when the Gate allowed contact, but it was different.) Fortunately Taichi usually comes in more and they start hanging out. {Wig was bought from & styled by a previous Koushiro cosplayer!} - The jacket for Koushiro's (02) "school!" uniform is actually closet cosplay jacket found in a regular department store sometime just before 2k15! Finding it in this exact shade / color was amazing, I'm not quite sure I'll ever find much close in the future!! (As it's from around 2k15, it's a little old, but holding up!) - Gold Laptop is my own! (in use since about 8~ years ago, aka also around 2k15!) {I bought it less for the cosplay [it was sometime before the pre-Tri fan base revival, actually; I was still actively following the series and Koushiro-relevant fan base things on this blog and in my own time] and mainly because color, price + condition was seriously good for 200+ GB of storage space at the time.} {The yellow laptop Koushiro canonically uses has never really been produced in the right "full" size (Yet?!?), so this was a "next best thing" until I can get a shell replacement or the like similar to the canonical yellow-and-white laptop!}

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#izumi koushirou #02 koushiro #02!koushiro #02 koushirou #02!koushirou #izzyizumi posts #izzyizumi advs #izzyizumi koushiro #izzyizumi 02 koushiro #oc ficverse!koushiro #high school!koushiro #university!koushiro #repeat koushiro #implied koutai #izzyizumi closet cosplay #izzyizumi cosplay #(theyre also originally friends in old fic but anyway Joshua Seth aka Tais VA is at a near local to fam con today and I can't be theree) #(I'm there in spirit!!!) #(OK But Genuinely) #(These are MY) #izzyizumi personal #izzyizumi pic #(Please DO NOT use or re produce without Permission) #(Genuinely I did these shots mainly for fun and the intent was not to 'look perfect' by any means) #(if anything Koushiros SUPPOSED to look slightly Imperfect) #(So I didn't take super close up front pics because again thats not really the intent I'm going for I'm going for silhouette + details) #(NEGL its been a Bit since I posted my last Koushiro attempt pics and actually) #(last wearing it OUT def happened before 2k15) #(I am a Disabled cosplayer too so like ... please respect that if Interacting on my post Thankyou) #(Even these today were hard to get due to bright sun and conditions need to be 'just right' to even get a handful of pics where I feel ok)

[saviourkingslut]

brother not to sound like an asshole but the voice acting in that new engage trailer got me like 😐

#idk what it is but it's giving lackluste anime dub. sorry to the vas who put their heart into it #but this trailer ain't giving me any of that fam #also alas. it seems the dilf is gonna die on that icy plain and replaced by the twink prince huh. i hate my life #fire emblem engage #fee #lacklustre*

[rose--hathaways]

officially been on this hell site for twelve years today :’)

#thanks tumblr for destroying my life from age 12 ig????? #va fam ily y’all great #shoutout also to the dw fandom the sw fandom and the mcrmy #where’s my long service badge @ tumblr ??? #this blog in particular hasn’t existed for twelve years but my other sideblog has for clarification

[unfo11owmelol]

Btw I like Chrom personality-wise and have nothing against his fans, but if he were to replace Ike in smash it would be a waste and just insulting. 😭

#just because he has aether and is one of the more muscular lords doesnt make him a good replacement!!! its actually such a lazy move!!! #listen...ike is one of the biggest fe influences. hes the first 3d lord with VA and as many sequels as marth's and more important role. #meanwhile chrom gets overshadowed by both robin and lucina... #i just...i dont know. 😭 as an ike fan the idea of losing him and replaced with bootleg fanfic lord is just...not ideal. #im sorry!!!! hes a good man but i just fucking cant!!! 😭😭😭 #i cant fucking cope with awakening fam i just fucking cant 😭😭😭

[denlojahund]

#mathews va #fam time

[transformers-earthspark]

New updates from Earthspark VAs - Season 2 in production!

From Michael Thomas Downey, voice of Wheeljack - "Transformers:EarthSpark season two recording today. Working for the best team around. Some really exciting times are coming up for Wheeljack, the Terrans, and the whole Autobot/G.H.O.S.T team next season. Can’t wait to share it with y’all! Autobots roll out!"

And from Benni Latham, voice of Dot Malto - "Hey y’all. You’re witnessing a dream come true!! I’m recording for #TransformersEarthspark today!! I’m so thankful. Gratitude to the @nickelodeon and @paramountplus fam for this opportunity. 🧡🧡🧡"

June 7, 2023

#>> mod: firefly #{ important } #earthspark #transformers earthspark #transformers #tf earthspark #tfe #tfes #transformers: earthspark #maccadam #Instagram

[buttdumplin]

A John Price meet-the-fam special!! This is pure, indulgent fluff.

1.2k

CW: gn!reader, latine reader

When Price first meets your family, it goes over smoother than fucking water over a polished worry stone. It just is. You thought it might go like that, knowing that he’d do practically anything to make himself fit in as seamlessly as possible. But you also knew that bringing home a white guy always comes with a very specific brand of first interactions.

You prep him for the teasing that’s to come, about his accent, about his complexion, about the food he eats. John takes it all in very seriously, nodding along and asking probing questions. It’s all for your benefit, and he’s incredibly mindful of that. You don’t necessarily need to know he’s already got a plan of action, though.

By the time you arrive at the family home, you’re a little stiff, braced for the barrage of probing questions that’s to come. You can tell the family is curious, you see the tías eyeing up and down. But there’s no interrogation this time. Because John beats them to it. He’s polite and answers all the niceties as respectfully as he can. And then he immediately launches into offering up information, as cryptic as it may be. He dons that dimpled smile of his and tells them what he can.

“I’ve been at this job for a while now, but I’m retiring soon. It’s actually my personal life that I'm more invested in improving now.” 

“I’m hoping to buy a home in the very near future. Maybe like this one, a big family place. I’ve been tucking away money for it for a while now.”

“I’ve had to spend a lot of time away, but I’m really looking forward to staying home with this one.”

The tías are swooning when he makes intense eye contact with you across the table as he speaks. He’s not hiding any kind of intentions, from you or them. None of the information is particularly new to you, but hearing him say it out loud? In front of all the people important to you? It’s one thing when it’s quietly discussed in the early hours of the morning. It’s another thing entirely to hear it all said in such a permanent way.

At one point, your godmother, as entrometida as she always is, mentions she’s willing to go shopping with him if he’s ever in need of a ring, says she’s always had a good eye for your style.

“Oh, no. Se lo agradezco, pero ya no va a ser necesario,” he replies with an even bigger smile, and it’s got the women hollering. They’d take a bite out of him if they could. John carries himself with the firm confidence of knowing who he is, and they can see that. They respect it.

The tías, predictably, also do everything they can to keep you two physically apart. You’re put on comal duty, keeping you in the deep corner of the kitchen where he can’t reach you. John himself doesn’t try to reach for you, wanting to spare you the godforsaken “chiflando y aplaudiendo” even at your big age. So he keeps busy by setting the table, asking only where he can find the cups and tableware. They all ooh and aah.

“Ven? Ni se le tuvo que pedir,” they shout at the tíos, pointing at John’s busy hands.

A few questions do pop up once dinner is set. Do you eat this kind of food? Have you had this before? Do you like it? Tíos razz him into adding more and more salsa on his food, and John, knowing full well how it all ends, goes along with it. He’s managed to build up some tolerance that he’s quite proud of, but there is no way that’s saving him. He knows what he’s in for. A single bite and his face turns so red it’s almost purple, his coughing making it hard for him to get water down. The tíos laugh and he’s smiling along with them, the tías rushing to get more water and napkins and a cup of milk because “I heard this helps white people?” You swap his plate out for a new one while they’re all caught up with John, taking a few bites of food to try to match it to the dish he had before. 

A bubble of softness blooms in the room. The tías are cooing over him, consoling him after his “brave attempt.” The tíos take turns patting his back, smiling down proudly at him for having met their challenge. He smiles back at you from across the table, knowing full well what you’ve done to his food, spotting a few more veggies than he’s originally served himself. The tablecloth is long, surely they won’t spot him gently nudging your foot with his own. 

When your godfather invites him out onto the porch for a smoke, John knows it’s his time to shine. He asks you to stay inside with a wink. He brought those Cuban cigars with him for a reason, he’s sure he’ll make it through. You hold him at the door for a second longer, just enough to give him a tender kiss before sending him along. Neither of you missed the way your godfather so clearly recognizes the way John moves, his own military past helping read further into the man you’ve brought home. You know there’s a good chance of this not going perfectly. 

Ignoring the calls from your tías, you crawl to sit below the window that lets out right behind them. They both let out soft grunts as they settle into their chairs, a long hum of appreciation from your godfather clearly signaling John has opened the cigar box for him. It’s silent for a while. The only sounds come from the lighter and their soft exhalations. Then a soft rustling begins. It’s not the trees, it’s too muted for that. It’s not gravel, they aren’t going anywhere and they certainly didn’t make their getting-up grunts. No, it’s their clothes. Because they’ve come up with hand signs on the spot, across languages, so you can’t listen in. 

There’s some chuckling, surely that’s a good sign! But the low sigh coming shortly after isn’t very encouraging. You try to make sense of it somehow, but there’s no distinct rhythm to it. And suddenly you’re twelve again and trying to sneak a peek. You may not need a stool to help you, you’re tall enough to see through the window on your tiptoes. Maybe if you do it slowly, they won’t notice. So slowly it goes, your knees creaking as you inch up. Their rustling continues; good, they haven’t noticed. Yet as stealthy as you try to be, they’re both looking directly at you as you finally get eyes on them. Their smiles all too knowing. You godfather winks at you, clicking his tongue fondly. He holds a hand up before you can say anything, groaning a little as he rises. He takes a beat to look down at John. You’re all frozen for a moment. And then your godfather’s hand comes down firmly on John’s shoulder, giving him a sturdy shake. 

“Me meto antes de que la vieja huela todo este humo,” he says. It’s done. No disaster, just acceptance.

When you turn back to John, he’s already got a mad grin on his face, “See? This old white boy’s still got some moves.”

AN: I am buckled the fuck in for all this latine reader content, so yall will be seeing a whole lot more of it. Thank you again to @mikichko!!! For your support and encouragement, and your incredibly generous feedback. I'm doing this to feed us both.

Let me know if yall wanna see anything with latine reader in particular!!

#captain john price #price x reader #price x latine reader #latine reader #cod x reader #cod x latine reader #cod #my only non poly fic to date lmao #but maybe if you squint there's still room for it #and price's spanish?? fucking delicious #uses it so deliberately too #mans knows exactly what he's doing #i didn't realize this would end on the line it did and it made me fucking CACKLE #hope yall enjoy!!

[senig-fandom]

The Doctor: El joven Sur  no es un ser normal, como muchos sabrán, él es un sociópata que se va convirtiendo en psicópata, pero te advierte de su posible amenaza, suele poner expresiones que la gente suele tachar de loco o demente, ignorar sus advertencias es ignorar el peligro que puede ser.

Por eso te advierto de no convertir a Sur en su nivel más bajo de sociópata, y llegue al nivel de psicopatía, porque es difícil hacer que vuelva a la normalidad.

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Esto lo hice en con el mero entretenimiento, para irme a dormir XD

Datos extras porque si:

En el -100% tiene un brillo rojo que le quedo marcado desde el porfiriato, siendo una secuela de su retorcida mente de ese tiempo.

La mayoría de los afectados solo llegan a ver el -80%, soldados como MARINA, 201, FAM y SEMAR vieron sus atrocidades en su -80%.

NARCO a sido victima de su sociopatía mas veces de las que el puede contar.

El estado de la ira (el cambio de color de la esclerosis) realmente no sale en su estado asesino, es mas bien solo sale en cuanto esta furioso o enojado, así demuestra su incomodidad y te advierte que te detengas, si desaparece, es porque llego al -100%

La Alemania del AleSur AU, le encanta la mirada de -100% por razones que ella desconoce, pero cuando lo mira así, dice que se ve lindo (?)

Espero y les guste VwV 💛💛💛

#countryhumans #countryhumans méxico #senig063 #countryhumansméxico #countryhuamns méxico sur #senig

[mchiti]

went from not knowing a single word of french to achieving a C1 in a little more than one year. Just got my results a C1 IN FRENCH I MADE IT YALLLLLLLLL I'm officially a qualified linguistic mediator now!!! ON Y VA LES GARS we move!!! yes queen get that pay rise @ myself. I wanna thank my baba, my boss, my paid by my ngo teacher, my mghribi fam in france, clara luciani's album "Cœur" (incroyable my queen with an italian surname), that time @zbee translated a whole ass benji's interview for me bc I kept exercising on it and benji pavard himself for being incapable at other languages (in case there's even a slim chance don't bother speaking italian anyway luv I need you french and linguistically clueless so I can move to a C2)

#should have taken my exam 4 months ago but i had a nervous breakdown in between shshshsh #but I'M ALIVE!!!! thriving!!! and i have the rest of the week off!!! hamdoullah I survived #i've been stressing for the past three months on top of everything else that wasn't working but