#non-Voice Projects

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"Shielding Business Processes: A Deep Dive into Cybersecurity in BPO"

Introduction: In an era dominated by digital advancements, Business Process Outsourcing (BPO) companies play a vital role in handling sensitive client data. This blog post explores the critical importance of cybersecurity in BPO operations and the measures taken to safeguard client information.

Understanding the Cyber Threat Landscape in BPO: Start by setting the stage with an overview of the cybersecurity challenges faced by BPO companies. Discuss the evolving nature of cyber threats and the potential risks associated with handling large volumes of confidential data.Read more about common cybersecurity threats here.

Robust Data Encryption Protocols: Dive into the technical aspects of data security by highlighting the importance of robust encryption protocols. Discuss how BPO companies implement advanced encryption algorithms to protect sensitive information during storage and transmission.Learn about the significance of encryption in cybersecurity.

Employee Training and Awareness Programs: Explore the human factor in cybersecurity by discussing the role of employee training and awareness programs. Emphasize how well-informed and vigilant employees can be a powerful line of defense against phishing attacks and social engineering.Discover the key elements of effective cybersecurity training.

Multi-Factor Authentication (MFA) Implementation: Highlight the effectiveness of Multi-Factor Authentication (MFA) in adding an extra layer of security. Discuss how BPO companies leverage MFA to ensure that only authorized personnel have access to sensitive systems and data.Explore the benefits of Multi-Factor Authentication in cybersecurity.

Regular Security Audits and Penetration Testing: Discuss the proactive approach of BPO companies in conducting regular security audits and penetration testing. Explain how these measures help identify vulnerabilities and strengthen cybersecurity defenses.Learn more about the importance of penetration testing in cybersecurity.

Data Privacy Compliance Measures: Explore the regulatory landscape governing data privacy and the compliance measures BPO companies adopt. Discuss the implementation of frameworks such as GDPR and HIPAA to ensure adherence to international data protection standards.Understand the significance of data privacy compliance in cybersecurity.

Conclusion: Summarize the key cybersecurity measures discussed in the blog and reiterate the crucial role BPO companies play in maintaining the trust and confidence of their clients through robust cybersecurity practices.

[autistickaitovocaloid]

[angelsdean]

me, dean, and everyone else watching: ok sure, sammy

[roseydanes]

Casting Call for Dante

Project Overview

We are looking to cast two Dantes in two fan projects, one titled, Devil in My Mind, and the other titled, Killer-Red. Both Dantes appear in both stories.

What is Devil in My Mind?

Devil in My Mind is a fan fiction that crosses the DC Universe over with the Devil May Cry 5 Universe and takes place in Jump City, focusing heavily on the Teen Titans.

What is Killer-Red?

Killer-Red is a fan fiction that crosses the DC Universe over with the DmC: Devil May Cry Universe and takes place in both Limbo City and Gotham City.

Audio Dramas

Please note, these stories are not in the public domain and cannot be found on Ao3. We use Wattpad to get the text out to the reader, but the text is meant to be performative and will involve working with creatives trained in live theatre and music.

We will be converting both Devil in My Mind and Killer-Red into audio dramas suitable for adult audiences. Our team has a few artists that will be creating accompanying illustrations, as these stories will ultimately be going live on Youtube. Everything we create for these fan projects is non-profit and will not be available for sale or reuse.

50 per hour even if we finish early 

Live Sessions must be scheduled

PayPal required, payment transaction takes place at the end of the session to ensure additional funds are applied when live sessions go longer than planned.

Rate is fixed/nonnegotiable

AGES 21+ ONLY

Please list the following information in your audition:

Microphone specs

Link to your portfolio

Link to at least one public review/3rd party testimony relating to a previous voice acting project you partook in.

How to Audition

Record all lines in order, one take each.

At the start of the recording, please include your name and a brief 10-15 second blurb about why you are interested in these projects and what you can uniquely bring to the character. We will not cast according to upvotes nor your ability to imitate another voice actor. You are welcome to make your audition private, this won't count against you at all.

You will need to have the following: PayPal, Discord, Google Email. The performers we choose will join Team Diamond, which includes our Discord Server and the usage of Google Drive for sharing project files.

Before anyone asks, Vergil is not available. Both mainline and Nephilim Vergil have already been cast. This is also the case for Killer-Red and Harley Quinn.

Note: Nephilim Dante is often referred to as "Reboot Dante.” You’ll very quickly find, when researching these parts, that the Devil May Cry fanbase has a bit of a vendetta for this version of Dante. I want to hear auditions that examine him for his emotions and convictions, not auditions that exhibit any sort of fandom-rooted destain over his character not meeting an individual's preferential gaming expectations.

Thank you so much for taking the time to share your voice with us! We are super pumped about these characters.

[riseseason3fanproject]

Turtle tots voice auditions!

Hey everyone! We have a few more voices needed! And this time it's for turtle tot Donnie and Turtle tot Leo! So be sure to try out those roles on our casting call! Also please read each character description as you try out their role!!

[bmpmp3]

im such a sucker for like, very genre-specific/vocal-style-specific voicebanks used in songs outside the genre they were made for. adds such a great character to it - rap vocals singing is a particular favourite of mine (the rap data adds so much personality to how words are articulated) but also im always a fan of like a denpa-y idol-y voice doing a big singerly power ballad, or super powerful rock focused vocal doing soft bubblegum pop, cutesy cartoon mascots and joke characters doing serious edgy or dark songs, etc... its about the gap moe

[nerice]

for legal reasons, this is a series of screenshots instead of a text post. and also region locked to some degree,

[zoeticbposervices1]

Streamlining Efficiency and Accuracy: The Benefits of Data Entry Services and Outsourcing Projects

Zoetic BPO Services

Title: Streamlining Efficiency and Accuracy: The Benefits of Data Entry Services and Outsourcing Projects

Introduction

In today's digital age, data plays a crucial role in the success of businesses across various industries. Properly managing and organizing data is essential for making informed decisions, improving operational efficiency, and gaining a competitive edge. However, handling large volumes of data can be time-consuming and resource-intensive for organizations. This is where data entry services and outsourcing projects come into play. In this article, we will explore the benefits of outsourcing data entry projects and how it can streamline efficiency and accuracy for businesses.

Enhanced Efficiency and Focus

Outsourcing data entry services allows organizations to free up their internal resources and focus on core business functions. Data entry tasks, such as inputting data into spreadsheets, updating databases, or digitizing paper-based records, can be time-consuming and tedious. By outsourcing these tasks to specialized service providers, businesses can leverage their expertise and experience to complete data entry projects more efficiently. This enables companies to allocate their internal resources to strategic initiatives, innovation, and client-focused activities, thus increasing overall productivity.

Cost Savings

One of the primary advantages of outsourcing data entry projects is cost savings. Maintaining an in-house data entry team requires significant investments in recruitment, training, infrastructure, and ongoing operational costs. By outsourcing to a specialized service provider, businesses can reduce overhead expenses and access a highly skilled workforce at a fraction of the cost. Additionally, outsourcing eliminates the need for capital investments in technology and software, as service providers often have state-of-the-art systems in place. This cost-effective approach enables organizations to optimize their budget allocation and achieve better financial outcomes.

Scalability and Flexibility

Data entry requirements can fluctuate, often experiencing peaks and valleys depending on business cycles, seasonal demands, or project-specific needs. Outsourcing data entry projects provides the flexibility to scale resources up or down as required. Service providers can quickly adapt to changing workloads and ensure that deadlines are met, regardless of the volume of data. This scalability eliminates the need for organizations to maintain excess resources during slow periods, resulting in better resource utilization and cost efficiency.

Quality and Accuracy

Accurate and error-free data entry is crucial for making informed business decisions. Professional data entry service providers employ highly trained personnel who specialize in data entry tasks. These experts have the skills and experience to handle complex data sets, ensuring a high level of accuracy and quality control. Additionally, service providers often have stringent quality assurance processes in place, including double data entry, validation checks, and data verification procedures.

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[shoppingcartshells]

YELLING AT YOU OH SO AFFECTIONATELY i need to scream but I will spare you from the all caps

your fic!!!!! is!!!! beautiful!!!! it reminds me of EVRYRHING GOOD and it reminds me of such happy times in my past and it smells like this bakery but then again to me everything good smells like baked goods but YOUR FIC!!! CRADLES IT. it has become my comfort fic and gaHHkfhsjak. I’m sl normal about it I need to chew your writing. chews it. I’m chewing it.

I KEEP. LIKE. quoting it too!!! like a lot!!! its just too good and is the first fic in a while that has made me smile so many times and audibly giggle. the jokes are very very funny and you capture the turts so wonderfully and I am Going To Go Insane about how you write ninpo.

sorry for yelling jn your ask box I just finished ch30 and I saw the tumblr link and im like Aight. ANYWAY THANK YOU for this fic I am cradling you /pos /pos /pos eueueue

AAAA TY!!

i did my best to make the fic as funny and in character as possible! in make, the only reason i made it aside from wanitng that good ole crossover "hey wtf" was that the rise characters were always boiled down to things that they werent (and i could go onto a whole rant about how fandom characterization is so far removed from their actual characters that it is the sole reason i dont really interact much with the fandom and make my own content but thats not what this is about) so i am VERY glad that you enjoy how i write them!! i really wanted a chatfic that was in character as well as funny and im so glad i pulled it off!

and YES the ninpommmmm i could go Onnn but i already made a post about it so i shall refrain lmfaoo

dont be sorry about yelling in my ask box i loved to see it! thank YOU for sending it! cradles you back

[cumironi]

ARE YOU A GOOD GIRL? jjk men.

feat. gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, shiu, higuruma

sum. d!ck inside, gasp and moan filling the room. your boyfriend pays you a visit and one praise they have you cum just in a second, and what do they do? oh, i’m gonna ruin you with that’ they said.

warning. non-sorcerer! jjk men, established 23 you & 31 them, praise kink, petname(s), name-calling(s), overstimulated, dirty talk,

GOJO SATORU

your dorm room was dim, just the amber glow of your bedside lamp flickering against the walls and casting shadows that danced with the rhythm of your bodies. his shirt was tossed somewhere by your desk chair, your panties slung haphazardly over your open textbook—because of course gojo had bent you over your desk first, saying something like “might as well break in your study spot properly, baby.”

but now you were on the bed, flat on your back, his silver hair a messy halo as he hovered over you, hips grinding into yours at a slow, relentless pace. skin hot and sticky, your legs trembling around his waist, your breath coming out in ragged little gasps.

“look at you,” he rasped, sweat dripping down his temple as he dragged his cock out to the tip, just to slam it back in. “fuck, baby—you’re taking me so good.”

your nails clawed at his back. “s-satoru—!”

he groaned at the way your voice cracked, the way you clenched down on him so tight the second he said something nice. “mm? what was that? you like that? like being told how good you are for me?”

your walls fluttered around him. violently.

his eyes widened.

“oh my god,” he said, stilling completely inside you. “no fuckin’ way.”

you were already whining, shifting your hips to chase friction, but he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head with one hand, staring at you like he just struck gold.

“you’re gonna cum, aren’t you?” he whispered, breathless. “you’re gonna cum just from that.”

your face was burning. “shut up—”

but he didn’t. of course he didn’t. this was gojo.

“ohhh, no no, now i have to test it,” he grinned, the corner of his mouth twitching with mischief. “you like being praised, baby? does it make that pretty pussy all messy?”

you whimpered as his free hand slid down, thumb circling your clit in slow, teasing strokes.

“you’re doing so good for me. such a good girl—letting me fuck you like this, letting me ruin that smart little college brain. i know you’ve been working hard all week, haven’t you?”

your hips bucked hard.

“ah—there it is,” he laughed, almost mean. “my filthy little overachiever. studying all day just to get ruined by my cock at night.”

his strokes picked up. so did his words.

“so proud of you, baby. so proud of this body—these thighs, this tight little cunt that’s soaking for me. you’re just perfect. my perfect, obedient, desperate girl—”

your orgasm hit like a truck.

you cried out, back arching violently, legs locked around him as your whole body seized beneath him. your walls clamped around his cock so hard it knocked the air out of him, and for once, satoru gojo was left speechless.

“f-fuck—holy shit—”

he collapsed on top of you, still twitching inside, and laughed breathlessly against your neck. “you just came from that,” he murmured, grinning like he just won the lottery. “from me telling you how good you are.”

you were still trembling.

“i’m never shutting the fuck up again,” he whispered, kissing your jaw. “you’re so screwed, baby.”

and he meant that in every way possible.

GETO SUGURU

it was late—past midnight kind of late—and you’d just finished a soul-sucking group project that left you drained, grumpy, and snapping at anyone who looked at you sideways. which is why, when suguru showed up unannounced, you didn’t even question it. you just fell into his chest with a soft sigh, letting him carry you to the bed like he always did when you were too tired to move.

he kissed you like he missed you. slow and deep, tongue gliding past your lips like he had nowhere else to be. you didn’t even realize when he’d slipped your shirt off, or how your panties were already pushed to the side, or how the heat of his cock was nudging at your folds, thick and pulsing.

“tell me to stop,” he murmured against your lips.

you didn’t.

so he sank in slow, the stretch burning just right, your thighs wrapped tight around his waist, your fingers knotted in the strands of his hair still tied back lazily. he hissed through his teeth as he bottomed out.

“fuck, baby—you’re always so tight for me,” he groaned, his pace steady and firm, hips slapping into yours with a controlled rhythm. “even after all this time.”

you bit your lip, already feeling your body light up like a fuse had been lit in your spine. but you didn’t say anything. not yet.

he noticed it right away—how you squeezed around him the moment his voice dropped, all deep and sweet.

his brows lifted, that soft, wicked smile tugging at his lips.

“wait,” he said, rocking into you deeper. “you like that?”

you tried to look away.

“no, no—don’t hide,” he chuckled, catching your jaw and turning your face back to his. “you’re telling me you get off on a little praise?”

you shook your head. a clear lie.

“liar,” he murmured, leaning down to whisper against your lips. “you’re such a good girl for me. always so wet. always so eager to be filled up.”

you gasped—your body jolted—and your cunt squeezed around him so tight it dragged a curse from his throat.

“oh my god,” he laughed, unhinged now. “you’re fucking serious.”

he started fucking into you harder, deeper. his hand slid down your body, resting on your stomach, pressing there so he could feel how deep he was.

“i’m gonna ruin you with this,” he said, gaze dark with something close to awe. “just words, baby? just a few sweet nothings and you’re this close to cumming? fuck—look at you.”

you couldn’t hold back the noises anymore. every time he praised you—every filthy compliment, every soft ‘good girl’—your moans got louder, your legs shook harder, and your nails dug into his arms like you were holding on for dear life.

“such a perfect little thing,” he whispered, face buried in your neck. “taking me so well. doing so good, baby. you’re so beautiful like this—messy, fucked out, desperate.”

your body locked up.

he felt it, smirked, and gripped your hips tighter. “that’s it. cum for me. show me how much you love hearing how proud i am of you.”

and with a shattered whimper, you came. violently. full-body trembling, eyes rolling, breath stuttering as you soaked his cock.

he groaned into your mouth, slowing down just enough to ride you through it, kissing your lips softly like he hadn’t just broken you in half with his voice.

“mmm, my girl’s got the cutest kink,” he murmured, brushing your hair out of your face as you struggled to catch your breath. “you just gave me a fuckin’ god complex.”

you blinked up at him, dazed.

he grinned, leaned down, and whispered, “don’t worry. i’m gonna make you cum every single time i call you my good girl.”

and the worst part? you knew he would.

NANAMI KENTO

you didn’t expect him to show up at your dorm this late. he rarely came over without warning—he was punctual, predictable, always so polite about it. but tonight, something in his voice over the phone had made your stomach twist with anticipation. his “i’m coming over” had been low, firm, and left no room for argument.

so now you were here. back pressed against your desk, your shirt halfway open, your skirt bunched up around your waist, and nanami on his knees in front of you like a man starved. his tie was off, sleeves rolled up, glasses long forgotten on your nightstand, and you were struggling to breathe through the way his tongue moved over you—slow, devastating, focused.

“you’ve had a long week,” he murmured between licks, his voice thick with restraint. “thought i’d help you relax.”

your legs were already shaking, and you barely managed to stutter his name before he stood, towering over you, fingers ghosting over your trembling thighs. you could see it in his face—the slight pink in his cheeks, the tension in his jaw—that he was holding back.

and when he slid inside you?

oh god.

the stretch was perfect, deep, almost too much. you moaned openly, arms wrapping around his neck, eyes fluttering as he started thrusting into you slow and controlled, like he wanted to memorize the way your body reacted to each push.

and then—you clenched around him. tight.

the second he muttered, “you’re doing so well, sweetheart.”

he paused, eyes flicking up to your face. “...was that because of what i said?”

your mouth parted. you hesitated.

he stared for a beat, and then—something in him changed.

“interesting,” he breathed, voice suddenly darker. “so that’s what gets you dripping like this.”

he pulled out halfway, slammed back in, hard enough to knock a choked moan out of you.

“you want to be praised, is that it?” he murmured, brushing his knuckles along your jaw as he fucked you into the desk. “want me to tell you what a good girl you are?”

you whimpered.

he caught your face in his hand, made you look him in the eye. “you’re such a good girl for me. letting me have you like this. always so polite, so obedient—until i get you alone.”

you broke. you fucking broke.

your body went stiff, orgasm ripping through you before you could even warn him, clenching and throbbing so tight around his cock that his next groan sounded almost pained.

“fuck,” he muttered, hips stuttering. “you just came.”

you hid your face in his neck.

he didn’t stop.

he fucked you through it, whispering into your skin, “you did so well, darling. came so beautifully for me. i didn’t even have to touch you.”

and then, very softly: “what a filthy, perfect girl you are.”

you nearly sobbed.

he wrapped his arms around you, lifted you like you weighed nothing, and laid you on the bed—still inside you, still throbbing hard.

“don’t think we’re finished,” he said, sliding out slow, teasing, only to push back in and make you gasp. “not when i’ve just discovered how to ruin you.”

he kissed your forehead, lips soft and reverent.

“i’m going to praise you until you can’t walk tomorrow.”

and knowing him? he meant it.

TOJI FUSHIGURO

you knew what kind of night it was going to be the moment toji showed up at your door, leaning against the frame like he owned the place, shirt already unbuttoned halfway down and a smug glint in his eyes that said trouble. the man had no business looking that good at midnight.

"heard you’ve been stressin’ over your exams," he said, stepping inside without waiting. "figured i’d help you take the edge off."

“oh?” you quipped, cocky—until his hand gripped your throat lightly, tilting your head back just enough for his mouth to meet yours. and like always, he didn’t ease into it. his kiss was tongue and teeth and a little bite to your bottom lip that made your knees weak.

you didn’t even know when your panties came off. or when he bent you over your desk, your cheek pressed against open textbooks and crumpled lecture notes. all you felt was the heavy drag of his cock, thick and slow, sliding inside until you were full—so full you whimpered.

“fuck, always so tight,” he groaned, pressing his chest to your back. “like you’ve been waiting for me.”

he set a brutal rhythm, fucking into you like he was mad, like he missed you, like he needed this. every slap of skin echoed through the room, and your voice broke with every thrust. but then—

“such a good girl,” he muttered, not even thinking. just slipped out like it was instinct.

and your body snapped. you clenched around him hard, nearly choking on your moan.

he paused.

“…no fuckin’ way,” he breathed, pulling your hair to lift your head. “say that again.”

you stayed quiet. trembling.

he slammed back into you so hard your legs buckled.

“nah, princess. don’t hold out on me. you like that, huh? like bein’ called my good girl?”

you whined, breath hitching, face burning.

toji let out the filthiest, cockiest laugh. “holy shit,” he whispered, licking a stripe up the side of your neck. “you’re tellin’ me you cream the second i open my fuckin’ mouth? shit, baby—you’re so easy.”

his hand reached around, rubbing tight circles on your clit. “go ahead then,” he rasped. “cum on my cock. be my good fuckin’ girl.”

and just like that, you shattered.

you came so hard your thighs trembled, knees giving out under you. and toji? he just held you up, praised you through it, voice low and ragged in your ear.

“atta girl… so fuckin’ pretty when you cum. makin’ a mess on me already?”

he flipped you over like you weighed nothing, lifted your leg, and slid right back in.

“oh, we’re not done,” he grinned, breathless now, pupils blown wide. “you think i’m lettin’ this kink go to waste?”

you barely had the strength to answer, still shaking.

he leaned in, kissed you like he was mocking how ruined you looked. “you’re gonna cum for me again,” he promised. “and again. and again. until you’re cryin’ from bein’ called a good girl.”

and you knew—knew—he meant every word.

RYOMEN SUKUNA

it was late—quiet. the kind of silence that presses in on you thick and slow, where even the smallest sound feels amplified. sukuna’s apartment was dimly lit, just the soft, golden glow from the single lamp in the corner casting long shadows over the room.

you were straddling his lap, completely bare, thighs draped over his, your arms loose around his neck. his back rested against the couch, body warm beneath you, and his eyes—those deep, dark red eyes—never left your face. not even when your hips moved. not even when your breath hitched.

he had you seated right where he wanted you, hands gripping your waist, guiding your rhythm—slow, deep, unrelenting.

and you were a mess already.

“look at you,” he muttered, voice a low, amused rumble. “bouncin’ on my cock like you’re made for it.”

your breath stuttered, thighs twitching.

his fingers tightened on your waist just slightly. “you like that, huh? being told you’re good?”

you didn’t answer fast enough, but your body did—your eyes fluttering shut, hips stuttering, your moan nearly breaking apart in your throat.

and that was all he needed.

sukuna leaned in, mouth brushing your ear with a grin that you felt more than saw.

“ohhh. so that’s what this is.”

his tone dipped—taunting, smug. “my little girl gets off when i talk to her nice.”

you squirmed, half-mortified, half turned on beyond saving.

he tilted his head, watching your tits bounce with every needy rock of your hips. then he slipped a hand up, dragging his thumb lazily across your nipple, his other hand gripping your ass tight enough to bruise.

“you want me to keep tellin’ you how perfect you feel?” he whispered, suddenly more serious. his voice still laced with heat, but there was something darker behind it now. possessiveness. awe. “how tight this pussy is, how it sucks me in like it can’t breathe without me?”

your head dropped to his shoulder with a broken whimper.

“fuck—look at you.”

he let out a shaky breath, hips jerking up. “you’re gonna cum already, aren’t you? just from me talkin’?”

you nodded, desperate, babbling nonsense against his skin.

and then he said it—soft, low, raw:

“that’s my good girl.”

you shattered.

back arching, fingers clawing into his shoulders, your entire body went stiff before it trembled against his. you came so hard around him, so violently, it knocked the breath out of you—and sukuna just held you, smirking against your throat, murmuring filth between kisses.

“knew you were filthy for me.”

kiss.

“but this? fuck, baby. that’s dangerous.”

kiss.

“gonna use that mouth of mine to ruin you every night now.”

you didn’t doubt it for a second.

and from that night on, every time his voice dropped just a little, every time he muttered good girl into your ear—you remembered exactly how it felt to lose yourself right there on his lap, under the glow of that lonely little lamp, with praise melting off his tongue like sin.

SHIU KONG

it was supposed to be just a drive. just a night cruise with the windows down and your hand resting lazily on his thigh, music low and city lights flashing by. but shiu had always been the type to snap once something got under his skin—and you? dressed like that, soft thighs bare and eyes teasing him from the passenger seat?

you knew what you were doing.

that’s why you weren’t surprised when he suddenly pulled into some dark, quiet parking lot and killed the engine without a word.

his voice was low, rough when he spoke, hand gripping your chin as he leaned over.

“get in the back. now.”

you didn’t argue.

the car door slammed, and the moment you slid into the backseat, he followed—tall frame looming, heavy with intent. he didn’t give you time to process, to breathe—just pushed you down until your back hit the leather, and his mouth was already on your neck, hands everywhere.

“you always this bratty?” he growled against your skin. “or are you just desperate to get fucked like a little slut?”

your answer was a gasp, knees spreading on instinct. he chuckled low—one hand pushing up your skirt, the other unbuckling his belt in a way that felt both urgent and terrifyingly controlled. he wanted this, but he wanted to savor it.

his fingers slid between your legs, felt the mess there already.

“fuck—this wet already?” his brows twitched, head tilting. “just from me tellin’ you what to do?”

and then, a little slower:

“…do you like that?”

your breath caught in your throat.

“do you get off on being told you’re a good girl?” he murmured, right by your ear now, voice like hot velvet dragging across your spine. “is that what this is?”

you whimpered, body twitching, thighs tightening.

his grin was all sharp teeth and danger.

“well shit. that’s easy, sweetheart.”

he lined himself up, still fully clothed, only his zipper down, and pushed in with one long, slow stroke. you cried out—sensitive, overstimulated, and shiu loved it. he leaned over you, one hand gripping the seat above your head as he began thrusting, rough and deep, the car rocking with every snap of his hips.

“fuck, you feel good like this,” he panted, watching your eyes roll back. “so goddamn tight. takin’ me so well.”

then—he tried it.

soft, breathless, dangerous:

“good girl.”

your whole body clenched.

he stilled.

“…no way.”

he looked down at you, your chest heaving, face flushed, mouth open in a silent moan, your walls fluttering around him just from those two little words.

“you’re fuckin’ kidding,” he breathed, voice shaking. “you’re actually about to cum just from that?”

you nodded, whining—too far gone to be shy.

he groaned, forehead dropping to your shoulder. “oh, i’m gonna ruin you with that.”

and he did.

over and over, thrusting deep, whispering it like it was sacred.

“good girl.”

“such a perfect fuckin’ thing.”

“look at you, clenching around me so sweet just ‘cause i’m praising you.”

he made you cum so hard, you cried—shaking in the back of his car while the windows fogged and your voice echoed against the leather.

and after? when you were still trembling, body boneless under him?

he kissed your cheek, still inside you, and smirked against your skin.

“next time, i’m doing this with the windows down,” he whispered. “wanna see how many people can hear you fall apart when i tell you you’re mine.”

HIROMI HIGURUMA

the city outside was still alive—lights flickering against the windows, muffled car horns somewhere in the distance—but in his office, it was nothing but dim lamps, the soft creak of the floor beneath the blanket he laid out, and the sound of your breathless gasps echoing off his walls.

he was above you. hands planted firm on either side of your head, body stretched long and tense, every muscle in his arms flexing with control as he moved inside you—slow, deep strokes that made your whole body tremble beneath him.

his tie was still on, his shirt half-unbuttoned and sleeves rolled to his elbows. he looked down at you like he was trying to memorize every single twitch of your face, every broken sound you gave him.

“you’re taking me so well,” he murmured, voice rough, reverent. “fuck—you feel incredible.”

and you whimpered.

he paused—just slightly—but his hips didn’t stop.

his brow furrowed, mouth parting as his eyes locked onto your expression.

“…was that it?” he asked softly, his pace slowing, hips dragging almost teasingly deep. “did that do it for you?”

your face was flushed, mouth open, eyes wide—betraying everything.

he let out a low breath of laughter, something between awe and amusement, and leaned down closer, his mouth brushing against your ear.

“oh, you like being told that. don’t you?”

your hands gripped his biceps, nails digging in.

“god, of course you do,” he whispered, hips thrusting again, more deliberate now. “you’re such a good girl for me. lying here, letting me fuck you slow—just like this. perfect.”

your whole body jerked, breath catching. and he felt it—your walls tightening, the tremble of your thighs pulling him in closer.

his voice dropped lower, rougher.

“gonna cum, sweetheart?”

you nodded helplessly.

he smirked—something lazy, dangerous—and dragged his hand down between your bodies, fingers brushing right where you needed them.

“do it. cum for me.”

then, slower—deeper—hot breath against your lips:

“be a good girl and cum for me.”

you broke.

your back arched off the floor, thighs shaking around his waist as your orgasm tore through you—so hard it hit like a wave, full-body and overwhelming. you cried out, clinging to him as your body clenched tight, trembling under his weight.

and higuruma—he didn’t stop. he kissed your temple, dragged his fingers along your cheek, whispered praises while you came undone beneath him.

“you’re so beautiful like this,” he murmured, almost too tender for how deep he was still inside you. “so sweet. you always fall apart for me when i say it, don’t you?”

you nodded again, breathless, dizzy.

his lips curved into something between a smirk and a soft smile, brushing his mouth against your cheek as he pushed his hips in deep again.

“i’m never shutting up again, then,” he said, almost like a vow.

“you’re gonna cum from my voice alone by the time i’m done with you.”

and with the way your body responded—shaking, sensitive, already aching for more—you knew he meant it.

[zombiejette]

hey sorry to bother you with such a random out of the blue question, but did you work on a project called To Belong and would you be able to share anything about it?

Hi, yes I did work on that show, for a very short-lived stint as a VA. I played “The Rat”, an unnamed side character who maybe was going to become something more? But for the moment she was just a one-scene wonder. 😅

Not much to share since the project is on an indefinite hiatus, but I always hold out hope it’ll get finished one day. I’d followed Nameless as an avid fan since the beginning, especially as “To Belong” became popular within the Non/Disney crossover space, and was SO honored to have been cast in the official show!! I remember screaming with my roommate when I got the email. We’d both auditioned together for all of the roles, as amateur aspiring VAs with nothing to lose, so we NEVER thought one of us would actually get in! It was the best news. 

Nameless is a wonderful person, and super duper sweetheart, and we corresponded back and forth a lot as I recorded my pilot lines. I know she publicly mentioned she’d been dealing with some personal health obstacles and had to pause the project because of it, so I haven’t heard from her since the announcement. But I had tons of fun getting to know her, and recording the lines was a blast! The Rat is super vain and sassy and I grew fond of her just from the small amount of lines she had. The one name kicked around for her was Tilde, but I’m not sure if that’ll ever become canon or not. 

Thanks for the ask! I’m curious what prompted it, if you wish to reply. But it was really fun to reminisce regardless about the project and my part in it. And if you’re still out there @thenamelessdoll, I miss you! Hope you’re doing well! 💕

[re-dracula]

We're adapting Frankenstein next year, and we want to cast entirely Trans VAs! All roles are paid $35/hour of recording time. No previous VA experience required! We're using this call to form a roster to cast specific characters from.

We’re looking for good audio quality without reverb or background noise. We’re also looking for grounded, authentic acting - avoid leaning too theatrical or cartoony. We don’t care about how “masculine” or “feminine” your voice sounds; the submission form will ask what genders you’re comfortable playing and we’ll cast to that. The 22 characters in Re: Frankenstein span a variety of ages, genders, and accents.

Again, we’re only looking for Trans and Nonbinary voice actors at this time. No previous voice acting experience is required. Demo reel submissions are acceptable in addition to the audition monologue, but not in lieu of.

[maliwaru]

きゅうくらりん 【 Game Version 】 ( Light-headed ) — いよわ feat. 日野森雫 ( CV. 本泉 莉奈 )

[thenecropolixdraws]

Quick Ref of my vampire character Ludwig

[writers-potion]

how do you write a liar?

How to Write Liars Believably

Language

The motive of every goal is the make the lie seem plausible while taking blame off the speaker, so liars will often project what they say to a third party: "Katie said that..."

Referring to third parties as "they" rather than he or she

In the case of a deliberate lie prepped beforehand, there will be an overuse of specific names (rather than pronouns) as the speaker tries to get the details right.

Overuse of non-committal words like "something may have happened"

Masking or obscuring facts like "to the best of my knowledge" and “it is extremely unlikely," etc.

Avoiding answers to specific, pressing questions

Voice

There's isn't a set tone/speed/style of speaking, but your character's speech patten will differ from his normal one.

People tend to speak faster when they're nervous and are not used to lying.

Body Language

Covering their mouth

Constantly touching their nose

fidgeting, squirming or breaking eye contact

turning away, blinking faster, or clutching a comfort object like a cushion as they speak

nostril flaring, rapid shallow breathing or slow deep breaths, lip biting, contracting, sitting on your hands, or drumming your fingers. 

Highly-trained liars have mastered the art of compensation by freezing their bodies and looking at you straight in the eye.

Trained liars can also be experts in the art of looking relaxed. They sit back, put their feet up on the table and hands behind their head.

For deliberate lies, the character may even carefully control his body language, as though his is actually putting on a show

The Four Types of Liars

Deceitful: those who lie to others about facts

2. Delusional: those who lie to themselves about facts

3. Duplicitious: those who lie to others about their values

Lying about values can be even more corrosive to relationships than lying about facts. 

4. Demoralized: those who lie to themselves about their values

Additional Notes

Genuine smiles or laughs are hard to fake

Exaggerations of words (that would normally not be emphasized) or exaggerated body language

Many savvy detectives ask suspects to tell the story in reverse or non-linear fashion to expose a lie. They often ask unexpected, or seemingly irrelevant questions to throw suspects off track.