#just always a little too enthusiastic with very predictable delivery on every line

[memorys-skyscraper]

now hang on

man im watching clips of y8 with the eng dub and its uh. i mean, kasuga and chitose sound alright? robbie daymond makes a decent zhao too (and can sing, damn), but the rest...............

[honeypirate]

walking home with the team

i don’t know what this is i’m just feeling it. just a little something something. soft Tobio that might be slightly ooc because i wanted him to say nice things and not be his usually hard-at-communicating, grumpy, ways.

Kageyama x f!Y/n

I mention reader having a bigger chest and butt

word count- 1730

“Hey” you say sitting next to your blue eyed best friend on the stairs by the vending machine, he looked at you semi-uninterested, drinking his milk, you'd be offended but you knew him and that was just his face. “I brought you lunch, you never remember to bring it during volleyball season so I figured..” you shrug and hand him a neatly wrapped lunch box. “Full of protein and vitamins so you can stay energized on the court” he nods and takes it from you, finally setting down his milk, “thank you y/n” you pull out your identical lunch and dig in “I don't have much time, I have to swing by the office and pick up the delivery of the new girl’s uniforms. I think i will like them, the shorts are much better than the other cut, easier to move in and they don't ride up at all.” he’s eating his lunch now and he looks pleased with your cooking “that’s a relief. Now I won't have to listen to you complain all season anymore” you laugh and bump your shoulder into his “come on Kags, you know you secretly love listening to me complain” he laughs “suure”  “you do the homework for math?” he groans “yes i did” you laugh “It was tough, i had to ask Tsukki for help but he’s a very good tutor” Kageyama scowls at you “that’s because he’s nice to you” you laugh again and start packing up your lunch again “He’s nice to me because i’m nice to him” you stand and put your backpack on “he’s nice to you because he has a crush on you” he says through a mouthful of rice, you sigh and shake your head, you knew Tsukki didn't like you, he never even looks at you when you're talking, plus you already had eyes for someone else.  You decide to just drop it  “see you after practice?” he nods “see you” You pick up the box from the office and drop it by the girls gym before heading to your next class,

After practice you head out to the boys gym, still in your uniform from your own practice, your coach wanted to break them in and make sure the new cut on the shorts and shirts worked for the girls who had bigger chests and butts, just like you. You were overjoyed with the new outfits, you didn’t have to worry about shirts riding up or shorts rolling up either, it was the most comfortable game you’ve ever played. You kick off your street shoes and pick them up as you step through the gym door, as you predicted Hinata and Kageyama were staying late to practice more. “Hey guys what do you think of the new girl uniforms?” you ask and smile when they turn their heads, the rest of the boys walking out of the storage room when they heard your voice. You pop a leg out and hold your arms out dramatically, your hoodie in one hand and your shoes in the other “They’re nice!” Hinata shouts and you notice the blush on Kageyama’s cheeks as he turns his attention back to the ball in his hands and mumbles “looks good” a few other compliments from Daichi and Asahi and then you noticed something that you doubt you would have if you didn't have that talk with Kageyama earlier, since your feelings and crushes were fresh on your mind,  you saw Suga whisper something to him and elbow him before walking away. then you watched Kageyama glance over at you before blushing and scowling and looking away. ‘Wonder what that was about….’ you think you look at him for a few more seconds before shaking your head “hey Daichi do you mind if I practice with them too? Practicing with you guys really gives me an edge against the other girls teams.” he chuckles and nods  “go for it. And keep those two from killing each other” you nod and bow “will do, captain!” you set your bag to the side and put on your gym shoes before heading over to the other side of the net to receive Hinata’s spikes.

You smirk when you see Hinata get into position, You raise your eyebrows at Kageyama and wink as he gets in position himself, the pointed look you get back from Kageyama makes you smile as he takes a breath before serving the ball . You slow your breath and lock on to the ball as it flies through the air towards the orange haired boy wonder, you pop your feet up off the ground in the technique that Hinata taught you and take the extra second to see where the ball is going, once you feet touch the ground again you're moving, back and to the right, in the exact spot he was aiming for, it hits your arms below your elbows and the ball flies in the air in a perfect arc, the power behind the hit pushes you to the ground and you hit your butt with an “oof”

“Nice Receive!!” Hinata yells and cheers for you “you did the jump perfectly too!” you laugh “thanks Hinata!” He is by you in a second holding out his hand “sorry” he says with a chuckle and you laugh, taking his hand, “it was a great hit” you smile as he pulls you to your feet. You practice for thirty more minutes before Daichi cuts you off “Let’s GO!” Daichi yells through the window and you all jump in shock before you chuckle, a little embarrassed by your scared scream. You throw on your hoodie and shove your gym shoes in your bag before putting it across your shoulder, you slip on your street shoes when you walk outside while the other three boys finish putting down the net. “He likes you, you know” you laugh at Suga’s comment “I would hope so” he shakes his head, “no, he likes you likes you” you chuckle and your cheeks flush “are you sure?” your voice is soft and he chuckles before nodding enthusiastically. You think for a moment before you lean in closer to him and whisper “do you think he’ll ever tell me?” Suga chuckles “I think it’s 50/50 at this point. you might have to make the first move” Kageyama exits the gym then, followed by Hinata, “speak of the devil!” Suga says and pats your back, you glance at Kags with a blush before looking back at Suga, both of you busting up in laughter at his look of confusion. “What was that?’ Kageyama says and you shake your head in response, Suga speaks up for you when he responds “don’t worry about it” you smile and Suga walks off with Daichi and Asahi.

Walking down to the convenience store with the boys was a common occurrence for you, you almost always walked home with them ever since you became friends with Kageyama. You are walking next to Kageyama and Hinata is on his other side, you guys in the back of the line, you can feel the tingles on your forearms under your sleeves, from all the boy wonder hits you’ve received, you feel every time Kageyama looks at you and the butterflies in your stomach are insistently urging you to do something, to talk to him, to make a move. You took it as a sign when Hinata gets into a discussion with Noya.

You don’t know if it is intentional or not but you are grateful when Kageyama slows his walking, you match his pace, walking quietly together until there is a decent space between you and the rest of the team, your cheeks feel warm against the cold night air. “Kagey-” he immediately cuts you off “Tobio” you raise your eyebrows and he clears his throat awkwardly, “please, call me Tobio, we’ve been best friends for years” he clarifies and you chuckle “okay, but only if you call me f/n” he nods, his ears turning pink in the dim light cast by the street lamps, “so, as I was saying, Tobio, do you want to get together on saturday?” he sighs “you want me to give you volleyball lessons again” you chuckle awkwardly “um, no... I mean yes! That is true, I do want you to train with me again, you’re the best setter and you’re kind and you don’t make me feel dumb for not getting it right away, but I was actually hoping it could be like.. uum.. a date” he stops in the middle of the street and after a couple steps you stop as well, turning back to look at him. His back is lit by the last street lamp you passed, his face cast in shadows but you could still see his shocked expression “you’re asking me out? On a date?” you start to wring your hands and look down at them as you answer “uuh yes?” you’re kind of worried now, what if he’s gonna laugh at you and call you gross, when he laughs you feel your heart crack with confusion and you look up at him with furrowed brows, he looks just as confused as you. “You wanna go on a date with me?!” he says, his usually grumpy voice was laced with excitement, you cock your head “well I did but now you’re making me rethink it with how you’re acting” he’s confusing the hell out of you and you don’t know if he’s happy or making fun of you. He takes the one step it takes his legs to close the distance between you both and does something you never thought he would initiate, he pulls you into a hug. “I’m sorry, Please don’t rethink it. I’m just shocked you beat me to it, after thinking about you studying with Tsukki i got so jealous i was gonna ask you out when i walked you home.” you laugh in relief and wrap your arms around his middle, your head against his chest, you can smell his deodorant and the fabric softener in his shirt. You pull back and look up at him, keeping your hands on his ribs staying close to him, you lick your lips before you speak and notice him watch “so that’s a yes?” you raise your eyebrows and bite your bottom lip as you wait for him to respond. He laughs and reaches up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear “Yes. I want to go on a date with you.”  the blush on his cheeks matching the pink on yours as he cups your cheek. “I never knew you could be so forward” you smile up at him, hoping he would kiss you, too bad you were interrupted by Hinata running back down the street towards you guys, who, by his own volition and against the better judgement of his friends, decided he needed to find you and make sure you were okay and not kidnapped. Kageyama would slap him for it later, but for now he would settle for glaring daggers at him while you finished your walk to the convenience store hand in hand.

[hatboyproject]

Synth Anthropomorphisation

I've been generating audio all day for this romance scene script & Jeff's synth is behaving unusually well for his lines, so far. Suspiciously well. Sometimes, I swear it's as if he has a mind of his own & today, he just decided to cooperate with me for some reason.

Sometimes, I have to fight with him to get a decent read out of a line. At his worst, I have to sit there for upwards of an hour, tweaking the same three or four seconds' worth of speech, trying to coax him to read it with the inflection that I need. Sometimes I have to adjust the script's wording to make him "like it" better, or splice together multiple takes to get a word said in the way I like. Occasionally, I have to do even further pitch correction post-generation, and even after all that, I can still end up with a line read that I know isn't working all that well. It can sometimes be a really, really, really mentally draining task. I swear he's more temperamental on some days than others. On different days, I've generated the same line and got a slightly different read.

But today, he seems to like me, a little bit. I'm most of the way through the script now, and I've had to do relatively few corrections on most of them. In fact, he's come out with a few pretty acceptable reads with no corrections at all, and I've just tweaked them as if giving a director's suggestion rather than pushing an instrument around.

I'm aware that I sound like a raving lunatic at the moment and if the weather's decent tomorrow, I swear I'll go outside and touch some grass, but it's hard sometimes not to feel like the goddamned machine hasn't only learned how to enunciate speech like this actor, but has also learned me.

Of course, the logical explanation is that I'm just better at using it and predicting what words he has trouble with, but sometimes, I swear.

Now, FemShep, on the other hand... She's a tricky beast. She likes to get one half of a two sentence line absolutely perfect and crystalline, complete with little breathy flairs and smooth tonal transitions, and then mumble the other half like some kind of stumbling drunk. For almost every FemShep line with more than one sentence, no matter how short, I have to split the lines into multiple takes. The problem is that to keep tone and pitch natural, it's best to include as much of the whole phrase as possible so that it flows. But no, not on Shepard's watch. She loves nothing more than to make me chop everything she says up and stick it together. I swear.

Synth Personalities, as I Understand Them:

Jeff is ornery, but is essentially committed, and if you catch him at the right time, almost affectionate in his willingness to cooperate. Despite sounding dry by default most of the time, it's easy to direct him towards sounding surprisingly tender. Needs larger words spelled phonetically. He is a pilot who can't say the word "fly" without creative assistance and refuses to say his own surname under any circumstances whatsoever. Extremely responsive to punctuation and will alter his reads accordingly.

Shepard is a highly skilled loose cannon that does whatever the hell she wants on her own terms, and occasionally it's miraculous, but it's also always confusing. Can't pronounce "evacuate," no matter how you break it down phonetically. She likes it when you draw out her R, S and H sounds, particularly at the ends of words so she can do this breathy thing. I don't know, but it works. Doesn't give a damn about punctuation unless it's commas or full stops, and even then, only if she feels like it.

EDI does pretty much anything you ask of her, flawlessly, the first time. Any corrections are minimal, and she can handle multiple sentences without sounding awkward. She can handle complicated words like "xenopsychology" with minimal assistance. Always pronounces "Shepard" with good inflection wherever it is in the sentence. Naturally produces deadpan lines with perfect comedic timing. What the fuck.

Garrus is a rambling speaker and is very accepting of unusual words, such as people's names. He takes direction well for the most part, and is excellent when it comes to split clauses. His tone is easy to moderate, but has trouble not joining separate sentences together too quickly. Always needs the "y" in "you" to be lengthened. Easily sounds affectionate or dictatorial. Can even be made to sound as though he is smiling when speaking. Often needs vowels shortening on the ends of words or he will draw them out unreasonably until they disintegrate into nonsense.

Kaidan has perfect tonal variation and terrible artefacting. He sounds like he's reading you the most beautiful, heartfelt thing you're ever gonna hear... From five thousand light-years away on a bad transceiver. He does his best, and his best is surprisingly good at core, but he is tragically limited in overall clarity by quality problems. It's a snap to make him sound caring and romantic, but again... Get a better phone. Usually says "Shepard" too enthusiastically and has to have the letters pitch-altered to fit the rest of the sentence.

Thane sounds confused a lot. Often sounds like he isn't sure about what he's saying, his tone on un-adjusted sentences is usually slightly absent sounding in a way that's difficult to describe. Surprisingly versatile where it comes to trying to copy the weird "Baby Siha" meme. If you don't know what that is, go ahead and look it up, but only if there's a shower nearby, because hearing it will make you feel slimy and uncomfortable in ways you didn't think was possible. Chuckles pretty convincingly.

Male Shepard wants to know what's going on, but first, he will try to explain what's going on as best he understands it being under the effects of god knows what. He often sounds declarative, but in that drunken frat boy kind of way that makes you want to back away slowly and not make eye contact. If he feels like saying your line, though, he'll do it with an impressive capability for mimicking Meer's sometimes unusual style of delivery.

Can't wait to test Jack and Miranda. I bet Jack can swear with incredibly life-like inflection.

[nyaarr]

Anahardt week - A love story in seven days. Day 1: “Sugar”

Day 2: “Date Night”

Day 3: “Games”

Day 4: “Ink”

Day 5: “A Moment of Peace and Quiet”

(The next day)

“This place is amazing,” Brigitte looked up and around, mouth hanging open, and Ana smiled a bit. She hated shopping malls. She hated them with passion -- full with entitled noisy people buying things they did not need. “There’s virtually everything. How--”

She spin around while people sneered at them. It was not a posh place, far from it, but their clothes were not exactly new--or clean. Instead of wearing the patch, Ana was hiding her eye with a sticky bandage and walked arm-in-arm with Reinhardt. They had found him a pair of old rectangle-shaped glasses to help conceal the scar on his face and a baggy sweater. Torb was also covering his arms and had equipped a mechanical hand. They looked like a strange, dysfunctional family--exactly what they were.

“Still not sure this is a good idea, Ana,” the engineer snorted, hands on his pockets. “It’s likely we’re persons of interest around the globe.”

“We need to buy provisions,” she put one of her silver locks in place in front of her face. “No delivery for people like us, and Jesse is not going to come after us every time we are starving in the mountains.”

“Also, better us than Winston,” Brigitte said without really paying them much attention. “I can’t believe there shops this big. Look at all those aisles with mountain gear--I could live there, dear me.”

“What I don’t understand is where are we going to get the money to buy anything.”

“Leave that to me,” Ana bit her lower lip. “And, Reinhardt?”

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry.”

He looked at her with a mixture of worry and fear, which was exactly what she was expecting. She crossed her right foot in front of his left, making him stumble and land with all his weight on his bad leg--which gave way on him straight away. No push needed, no additional kick.

Shit. That was not what she was planne--

He hit the ground on his knees and she winced at the heartfelt, pained, real curse. Was his knee this bad, nowadays? Sure, it ached after them trekking up and down the snowed mountain with the elk, but later on he had seemed fine.

Ah, well, she better made it count, then.

“Oh my god! “I’ll get help!” She cried out loudly, and rushed away, mixing among the passer-byes until she found a hiding place.

From a column flanked by palm trees, Ana saw a handful of people getting close to them, trying to help the poor old man --Ah, it felt bad to steal from good-hearted people, she pursed her mouth, yet she approached them from the back. It was easy to snatch several wallets, her fingers as nimble as they were when she was traveling alone. But pick-pocketing was an art she had learned long ago, much before she joined Overwatch--and it had put food on her mouth more times she could count already.

Once the bounty was secure in her pockets, Ana made her way towards her friends and knelt by Reinhardt’s side.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered on his ear, running her free hand over his silver hair. He frowned at her, more hurt than in anger, and yelped when Brigitte stretched his leg the way Ana had taught her (and half the base) to do it. “I’ll make it better. Just a little longer.”

“Ah, my wallet’s gone!” Someone cried out, and several others suddenly echoed their outrage around them.  

Torbjörn was livid, throwing Ana daggers through his eyes, and Brigitte looked at the agitated people without understanding what was going on.

Security was soon over them asking questions and showing off their rifles and shiny badges, and they were not convinced it was not a con until they saw the scar running all the length of Reinhardt’s knee--just as Ana predicted.

“Shaming a soldier of the crisis!” Torb growled, finger-pointing at the guards. “There’s no respect nowadays, not an inch! How do you dare, I should give you all a beating right now, bloody--”

A couple of the guards helped Reinhardt up, not without a good measure of huffing and panting. There were still a lot of people looking at them, but the affected by the thieving were already marching with security to put a denounce. They just need to hold the charade a bit longer, and it would all be good and done.

“We can bring a wheelch--”

“NEVER,” the german roared as they made their way towards a bench, limping badly. Whether he was in more pain than she expected or he was playing along, Ana did not know, but she grabbed him by the waist, hooking her fingers on his trousers.

He let himself fall on to the bench and Ana fumbled on her pockets for a moment, then stabbed the side of his thigh with one of her rifle’s darts.

“Easy,” she murmured as he yelped and writhed away. She always had a couple of darts on her, just in case. After all she had lived through, there was no such thing as being over-prepared.  “Stop squirming. Are you ten, now?”

“You can be such an arsehole sometimes,” he groaned, hands squeezing the borders of the bench as she rubbed the biotic liquid towards the knee. It was somewhat swollen, she noticed, but it was too soon to be due to the fall. Knowing him, it was likely that he been eking out the prosthetic joint for too many years-- which would explain why Torb was after him at the Pyrenees’ cabin. “What was that, anyway?”

“A biotic dart for my rifle. I had to stab you to release the contents.”

Reinhardt did not seem to grasp his mind around the science of a rifle shooting biotic rounds, but he did not ask. That gave Torb the opportunity to complain he was waiting for.

“I totally hate you, Ana,” he rubbed his frown and sat on the ground without any ceremony, glaring at them, at her, and at the world in general.

“I know. Glad to sacrifice my honor to keep you all feed and clothed,” she almost smiled, eyebrow raised. “Brigitte, come here, darling.”

Her almond eyes grew wide when she saw the pile of notes on her hand.

“Oh, boy,” she took it and stashed it on her pockets. “That was sick,” she cackled, sitting down by her side. “I wish I had thought of something like this when we were on the road…”

Reinhardt glared at her with an animosity unheard of in him, and Ana patted him on the arm.

“Please go now and buy us some clothes,” from her pocket, she produced a piece of paper. “Ideas and sizing, here. We’ll buy some food for today, then wait at the van. Hurry up, before they look into the security footage.”

Torb paled even further, if that was possible, and she winked at him. Ana loved the grumpy man to pieces, but she loved even more messing with him. Brigitte took the paper and read it, nodding every now and then.

“Come papa, let’s go to the mountain clothes’ store first!”

Once they were gone, Ana took one of Reinhardt’s hand in hers and squeezed it. He was looking at the ground, crossed, and she caressed him with her thumbs. Unfortunately, they did not have much time to be fooling around.

“You recovered enough for a little stroll to the van?” She asked softly, eyebrows raised. “I can always give you another shot.”

“I’m fine,” he grumped under his breath, looked at her from the corner of his eye, then pursed his mouth. “But you know I don’t like when the end justify the means. What would be next? Killing a city’s worth of population to end Talon?”

“I think that’s exaggerating a bit.”

“Is it? Where do you put the line?” He took his hand away and crossed his arms. “Do you think Brigitte and myself had any money while we were traveling? You think we didn’t go hungry--that the van didn’t break down?”

Ana made a face. Of course he was more bothered about manipulating people and stealing from them than about anything she could have done to him personally.

“Overwatch existed to make the world a better place,” he continued. “Not to abuse others with our power.”

She looked down for a moment, a tiny smile playing on her lips.

“Let me remind you that you’re talking to a sniper. I live to take advantage of situations and turn them for the greater good,” she said. “But I’ve always admired your integrity.”

“So, you think I’m an idiot,” he snorted. “Nothing new.”

“My idiot, though.”

He pursed his mouth, unconvinced. It was not the first time they discussed similar events--Reinhardt had always been very vocal every time he had disagreed with Jack’s or Gabriel’s orders. Even the UN’s orders. Maybe that was part of the reason why they decided to retire him despite everyone's protests. In the end, he let go a long and disapproving breath.

“Fine,” she said. “I’m sorry for involving you in my scheming.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I am somewhat sorry,” she rubbed his knee softly. “The plan was to make you fall on your side. I didn’t imagine your leg would give up that quickly, but I should have known you would not take proper care of yourself.”

“You maim me and it is my fault?” He gasped, baffled. “And what’s worse, you main me and I don’t even get a kiss to make it better,” he rose his chin with a pout. Oh. OH. Sixty something years and his grandiloquent speech thrown to the bin in an instant.

Ana had not decided if to laugh or to smack him on the head when she spotted security coming around, looking for someone. She wound her braid around her neck and covered her head with the hoodie. Then, she got up and between Reinhardt’s legs and hugged him for dear life, kissing his head as her eye scanned around from the safety of the hood.

“This is also good,” his voice came muffled from her chest. His large hands grabbed her back, and he sighed. “I can die here. Happily.”

“Hush!”

She stroke his back and his neck and if he was comforting him. Security spared a glance at them and Ana put on a sad stance as she patted the german softly -- the same german that was grinning like the big idiot he was pressed against her breasts.

It was a moment. A perfect moment, even if she did not appreciate anyone invading her private parts. His hands always held her in such an enthusiastic way that it felt like they were going to melt together. She treasured that feeling of need, of warmth belonging after years of starving herself of his touch.

The security officers and their rifles walked past them and forward, and Ana ran her hands through his neck down to his jaw to end cupping his face. He was adorable with his glasses crooked and little tufts of hair falling over his forehead. Not to say about the nice shade of pink on his cheeks.

Which was ridiculous, because his boisterous self had slept with half the globe and never had shown any sort of shyness about his conquests or any mention of sex --unless she was involved. She had loved it since the first day she learned she could make him blush.

“So, mmm… your leg is all better know, isn’t it? Maybe I should have done this instead of using one of my rounds,” she chuckled, scratching his beard softly.

He let go a hearty laugh, the first one she heard since she came back to him, and squeezed his face back in.

Next time we will met with someone from the past...

Day 6: Travel

[shanghai-dublin-blog1]

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