Script by u/1sh1tbr1cks

Hi!

I run the channel timandhisvoices, aka Tim Winters, and I'm looking for at least two editors!

One NSFW editor and another for the YouTube channel.

I'm looking for experienced editors/producers, and would love to chat; so please, send any links you're proud of to showcase your work, or DM me!

Summary: The baker is out sick, so you decide to fill in!! How hard can it be? Well… apparently much harder than you thought. You've burned almost everything you’ve taken out of the oven, and your superhero regular can’t stand to watch you struggle anymore. They grab a spare apron, roll up their sleeves and they’re going to use your heat resistance and fire powers to help you catch up. And with all of these sparks flying around, who knows? Maybe some of them won’t be coming from the oven…

Usage guidance:

• 2128 words WITH stage directions
• Feel free to use on any platform, make small edits, and add/swap/remove genders if you want!
• All SFX, voice direction and sounds are really just suggestions. If you want to change the delivery from what I’ve put in, please feel free!
• I do not consent to my writing being used to train AI or being put into AI in any way.
• Feedback and critiques welcome!
• Okay for monetization, I would just like to be able to access the final audio.
• If you use my script, please credit to u/jellie-bug and send the link! Thank you!

You’re welcome to improv a bit as long as the core of the story stays the same! Have fun with it 🙂 Make it yours!

Hello I am trying to work on an ASMR video but I'm a bit new to this, as well as voice acting and audio in general, but right now I've hit a bit of a road block. Theres this take I have where I accidentally go bit too high and I've edited it so the overall volume of the whole ASMR script it wouldn't be too loud, but this one particular part is still off. I've tried to use what I can in audacity to fix it but I honestly am lost on what the problem is, I just know it doesn't sound right. if anyone could help me, I would really appreciate it.

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update: I think I found the issue. based on the video u/akiyamaikari recommended, the part has a part of it that clips. I did notice that visually but didn't have a name for it up until now. Now I just need to figure out a way to fix the clip in the audio or just retake the audio. I'll make another update if I find a solution or if i gave up.

2nd Update: I didn't find a way to fix my audio so I am unfortunately am going to have to do a retake. the reason its not going to work is that I used amplify to decrease all my audio in the batch so it wasn't too loud on the listener, and did so before I could apply a fix. Thank you to those who helped in the comments.

The writer's thinly veiled fetishes? What do you mean, "thinly veiled"? I want parades and drums and marching bands. Trumpets, flares, confetti. The entire damn town hall. Thinly veiled? LMAO this is proudly displayed! Shame herself would be ashamed to see me. Because there were exactly ZERO fucks given. Stamp my name on this like a Hideo Kojima game.

Props to AdmiralofWeebland for letting me rip off that last line. It's a cool line. Also thanks to him for sponsoring this script.

And, u/jdh2024, if you are reading this script...I hope I do you proud.

Usage rules:

Okay to record and monetize this script, make edits to it, and even genderflip it.

All SFX and voice cues are only suggestions. Feel free to ignore any or all of them.

If you fill this script, please credit me in your video description and notify me.

Comments and feedback are welcome and appreciated!

Word count: About 1.8K

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SCRIPT:

(SFX: It’s raining outside)

Hello, my little manlet. Did you miss me?

Oh? What’s that? Are you still prattling on about the whole “you can’t do this!” thing? (Chuckling) Oh but honey, I already have! Look at you. You are tiny. So cute, so tiny. Locked up in a pretty cage, just waiting for your owner to return home from college.

Come now. Surely you don’t miss college? It’s not really a fun place for losers like you. You know, the- the socially limited sort? Yeah, I don’t think you enjoyed it there very much.

Well guess what! You don’t have to worry about that sort of thing ever again, alright? People have noticed you went missing. But no one really knows what happened to you. Before long, the administration will put you on a defaulter list and then your name will be taken off the roll sheet. I am sure they will feel bad about doing that, but what else can they do when somebody doesn’t show up for months? Doesn’t pay tuition? Hm?

This is wrong? Sure honey. We can call it that if you like. I personally see it as an act of kindness, to be honest. The stresses of everyday life- writing assignments, passing tests, getting a job, keeping a job- these no longer concern you. All you need to do now, is be a good boy for me. My very own talking teddy bear (laughing). Mommy will take care of everything else, alright?

Mmnn so grumpy! This will not do. Come here. You’ve sulked in your cage long enough.

(SFX: Opening an ornate bird cage)

Really? You thought you could avoid me by jumping around? Silly boy. You fit so perfectly in my grip. I can just lift you like a toy, because that is what you are. Boop. (More laughing)

That’s it. Keep squirming. I’m sure you will be able to wiggle out of my grip eventually. Hope keeps the world spinning after all. But only until you learn about inertia. Do you know what inertia is, baby?

Oh you do? Of course you do! My teddy is so smart! He’s the smartest teddy bear in the woods. Mmmnn I could just eat you up! (Whispering) Literally. It would take some effort but I could swallow you whole. And you would never be able to make it out again. You would die because of the acid in my stomach. You’d get dissolved. Absorbed into my flesh. I like to think I would then always carry a tiny part of you with me. Inside me. We would be together forever, in a way. Doesn’t that sound nice?

(A long, disconcerting pause)

It does sound nice, but that’s how crazy women talk. I’m not crazy. I wouldn’t do that to you. I prefer you like this. Safe and undissolved. So just remember that, okay? How sane and normal I am.

Oh honey, you look scared! Did mommy scare you? Oh come here! Let me hold you close! I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to be so, well, mean. It was only a little joke. Just a teensy tiny joke. Kinda dark, but you know, just a joke. Mhmn.

(Sighing) There, there. Mommy’s got you. I know exactly what will cheer you up.

The conservation of angular momentum, of course. That’s what we were talking about. You know, the inertia thing. Why don’t I tell you a bit about that? It is quite literally what keeps the earth spinning. So umm, you read about Newton’s first law of motion in school, right?

(SFX: Shuffling of blankets as she pulls him into bed)

An object not acted upon by an external force continues to be in the same state of motion or rest. Just like you, trapped in my arms and cuddled into me. (Whispering) Like this.

Hm. This is nice. My poor teddy bear can’t go anywhere. But hey, about Newton. So he was like, arguably the greatest scientific mind in the history of the human race, right? But the first law was actually something he borrowed from Galileo. He said it himself. That if he had seen farther than others, it was only by standing on the shoulders of giants.

Giants. Hmm. I suppose I am a giantess to you now. We’ll have to try that pose later. Although I think you would look cuter sitting on my shoulder instead.

(Sighing) But I am getting distracted. It’s all your fault for being so cuddly. Bad teddy. In any case, inertia- that property of opposing change- it was discovered by Galileo. Expanded upon by Descartes. Newton took that concept and applied his framework of forces to it, and then we had the first law. Of course, if you say that these days, you’ll get a bunch of those Newton fanboys telling you he somehow came up with every single thing on his own. Which is just retarded, because physics is a team sport.

I’m sorry, honey. You must be wondering how exactly all of that relates to the earth’s spin.

That’s not what you were wondering? Well, rude. But to tell you the truth, by the time the earth formed, the solar system was already spinning. Just a huge mass of spinning dust and gases, coming together to form planets by a process called accretion. And since the earth hit the ground running- get it?- since the earth hit the universe spinning, it just continued to spin. On and on. There is practically zero air resistance in space, and while tidal forces between the earth and moon do slow down its speed verrryyyy slowly,  there’s nothing to meaningfully decelerate, stop or otherwise oppose the earth’s rotation. Thus its angular momentum is preserved and we don’t have to wait six months to see the sun like those poor penguins. Fascinating, isn’t it?

What? You don’t share my sentiment? Well you can blame gravity then. It’s always gravity. That is what initially set the giant cloud of dust into motion, that is what caused accretion. Gravity is the reason the earth began to spin and why life exists and why you and I were born and ultimately, why I was able to shrink you to your current size by tricking you into drinking that very special potion. You want to talk about that? Hm?

You know this is your punishment, right? I did this to you so you might have a good, hard think and repent your ways. Do you need me to remind you? Huh? You sure didn’t hesitate while trying to steal my gym clothes, you perv.

Oh sure, you were just taking them to the dry cleaner’s. Do you realize how unbelievable that excuse sounds?

Well why the hell were you taking my gym clothes to the cleaner’s? I never asked you to do that.

Uh huh. One of my friends told you. Right. So she just walked up to you and said the class president was busy and you would be- what, you would be doing her a solid by stealing her laundry?

Mhmn. Not stealing. You were just carrying my laundry for a wash.

So you just do what you are told? You carry women’s gym clothes without their permission just because their friends ask you to? Refusal was an option, you know?

You were just trying to be nice? (Scoffing) Okay, weirdo. Whatever. Thanks I guess, for stealing my gym clothes to get them cleaned. Cool motive. Still theft.

You brought this on yourself. The shrinking potion is reversible, but I am not giving you the antidote. Not for a long time. Not until I have fully corrected you.

Of course I’d be willing to correct you, love. I’m the class president. I just have this natural desire to help poor souls like you when I can.

Sure honey, you don’t need help. That’s what everyone says at first. Would it make you feel better if I said this is also going to help other women?

Well yes, I do think I’m doing those other women a favour by stopping a weirdo from stealing their gym clothes too. Don’t worry. Once I’m done with you, you’ll be nothing but perfectly respectful and well behaved.

(Sighing) There you go again, trying to lecture me on the morality of this. You know I can’t take you seriously when you sound like that, right? You have such a tiny, high pitched voice right now. Like a stuffed animal or a- a talking helium balloon.

I know how to shut you up. You see I’m still wearing this very bright shade of hot pink lipstick, right? Well guess what, manlet. I need a lipstick remover.

(Smothering him in kisses)

Mmn you like that, don’t you? Look at you! All covered in pink kissies. How adorable. Not so tough now, are ya? What’s the matter, hon? Had enough?

Oh but I don’t think you have. (Smooch) Not nearly enough.

(Smothering him in more kisses)

There. That’s so much better. Now anyone who sees you will know you are mine. Not that anyone will see you. Nope. I live alone and you don’t have any family in the area. You were always mine for the taking.

I had a crush on you for the longest time, you know?

Yeah. It’s true. You probably always saw me as this smart, popular girl who wanted nothing to do with you. Always gave you the cold shoulder. Seemed hard to reach. But I, umm, (whispering) I often wondered how it would feel to just hold you like this. My very own boy toy. My teddy bear.

It feels nice. Although I have to be careful not to hold you too close. Else you might suffocate. It’s too easy to smother you. Such a vulnerable, hapless little manlet.

What? You don’t like it when I call you that?

How tragic. I’m not stopping any time soon. (Smirk) Manlet.

I’ve always been good with exotic potions. With alchemy. It kind of runs in the family, you might say. There’s an entire world hidden below the one you know. And you’re only now starting to see bits and pieces of it.

Hush, my sweet little pet. I might tell you more some other time. Mommy has had a long day. (Yawning) Mommy only wants to cuddle you right now. So be a good boy and try to sleep, okay? (Smiling) We can fall asleep together. Share the same dreams. That sounds kinda romantic, not gonna lie.

I have been so good for so long. Kept up my grades, made friends, continued the family tradition. I think I deserve a little treat. Something hopelessly sweet to come home to. I...I like having you around, manlet.

Close your eyes. Sleep. I promise I will take care of you. Teddy bears are for life. You have to nurture them, play with them, cuddle them every day. Else they grow sad. I don’t want my teddy to be sad. It’s like I said. I’m going to take care of everything for you. And all you have to do, is be my good boy. (Pecking him, whispering) Forever, preferably.

Hm. Forever. (A concerning, almost drunken giggle)

I think I like the sound of that.

I wanted to try something different and have the listener be a lamia/Naga needing to coil their human wife for comfort. I hope you like it and let me know if you want more scripts like this one.

Script summary: You’re home slithering around while doing house chores and tidying up the place. While it’s warm you feel a bit cold, mostly from a lack of cuddling your wife. This week she’s been working overtime and coming home late, making you feel worried and a bit lonely. So as soon as she gets home, you immediately coil around her for comfort and she embraces you in a big loving hug and cuddles.

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https://scriptbin.works/s/xm83r  ([F4A] Coiling your wife for comfort) This is the link to the Coiling your wife for comfort script. Again I hope you like it. There is a Legend for the script incase the speaker gets lost just before the actual script.

Triggers are Optional if you decide to use any in the script. Be creative with it as long as it fits the general and main theme.

"Just wrap your tail around me and I will comfort and cuddle you for as long as you want to."

cw: implied parental abuse and transphobia, the specific transfem malaise associated with haircuts

the m4tf older brother yearnposting will continue until morale improves

i wanted to write something that speaks to a very specific experience here, of the lingering fear of letting someone else handle your hair that comes along with growing up transfem, and having your hair sheared down against your will, and how that can follow you even after you have more control over how you present yourself.

as a result, it's possible that not all transfem listeners will vibe with the way the listener's history is spoken about. this is not meant to be exclusionary, it's just a script that explores some specific baggage, and that i hope can bring some comfort to transfems with histories with this sort of thing.

at just under 2700 words (26 to 28 minutes to read through), this is probably the longest script i've ever posted! a lot of that is down to the fact that i've leaned on making this one quite heavy on specific asmr triggers, rather than just being a comforting monologue, so some sfx may be ideal if you're so kind as to fill it.

changing the speaker gender, light editing and improv is fine, but this is a strictly 4TF script and any changes made should reflect that! if you wanna monetise or paywall it, that's fine, but make it freely available down the line, the dolls are mostly broke as hell, also let meeeee have it early :3

summary: your aunt is getting married next week, and your older brother is insisting that you book a hair appointment before the big day, so that you don't show up looking as messy as you did last time. unfortunately, haircuts are kind of a sore subject for you; growing up, you had no control over them, often getting it cut short against your will, and the fear of that never quite went away. thankfully, your brother gets it, and offers to give you a quiet, safe, and relaxing trim at home, while he rambles at you about all the things that are on his mind.

script below

Hey, sis. You seen my phone?

Uh huh. Are you sitting on it? You’ve been lying on the sofa for like an hour, you could be on top of it. Could you just check?

[faux-annoyed] Ohhhh, you’re comfy? You’re comfy where you are and don’t wanna move?

Do you want me to lift you up again? Do you really want to reopen that can of worms? Because we both know I can do that. We discovered this, together, the last time this happened.

Yeah, that’s what I thought. Up you get.

Ah, there, knew it. Damn thing was between the couch cushions.

[sarcastic] There you go, your highness. The princess may return to her swooning couch.

Yeah yeah, keep sticking that tongue out at me sis, it makes you sooooo scary.

Hm? What did I need my phone for?

Let me answer that question with a question. What hairdresser do you usually go to?

Why do I need to know? Well, I’m going to book you an appointment. Aunt Carol’s wedding is next week, and you are not showing up with all… that.

I know, you take immaculate care of your hair, the shower is going to smell of coconut until the end of time because of how much product you use. But you can’t condition your way out of split ends, and it all looks a little frizzy, even with how well you take care of it.

[exasperated, not angry] No, you absolutely will not book it yourself! I told you to do it last time Aunt Carol got married, and then you told me you forgot! Even though I reminded you like five times!

I know you apologised for that, but you also said it wouldn’t happen again. You should be thanking me, I’m just trying not to make a liar out of you. So. Hairdresser. Name. Address. Phone number, if you know it.

… you promise you’ll do it yourself?

[he laughs, misreading her genuine pleading for him to stop and let her handle it herself as more playful defiance]

Pfft. Uh huh. I’m gonna make you do it now, in that case, so I know it’s done. Come on, get your phone out so I can- [realisation] whoa, hey, are you ok?

[softly] Sis. Don’t hide your face. Let me see you.

Are you… Jesus, you look seriously freaked out. Is everything ok? Because if you don’t want to go to the stupid wedding, we don’t have to-

… it’s not the wedding? OK, what’s up?

Sis? Come on, talk to me.

It’s just a haircut. I’m not gonna make you get it styled if you like it the way it is, but it needs to be trimmed and tidied up. You get this kind of thing done all the time, right?

[thinking, putting the pieces together] … wait. I’m not sure if you do. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you go to the hairdresser. Not since you uh… you know, had a choice about it, anyway.

Well I mean, it made sense at first, I just figured you wanted to grow your hair out as much as possible, but… huh, I actually can’t remember the last time you got a haircut.

[she tries to explain, but her voice is halting and shaky]

Oh. Ohh. Oh shit.

You’re scared of going, aren’t you?

Hey, hey, it’s ok, I’m not mad at you or anything. Sorry, I didn’t even think… but yeah, no, that uh. That makes sense.

[halting, not sure how much to say] Guess you… have some bad memories of stuff like that, right?

Yeah. Mom and dad weren’t exactly… they didn’t get it. Just… treated you like you were being difficult for no reason. Didn’t care that you wanted to wear your hair long, just…

Fuck. I’m sorry, sis. It didn’t even cross my mind, I just… you know. I look at you, and I think ‘girl’, and I guess… I just assume all girls are going to the salon regularly?

[she jokes that that’s a little sexist]

[relieved that she’s making a joke] Haha, yes, you caught me being mildly sexist. Dumbass.

Sorry. I just… I look at you, and sometimes it’s easy to forget this wasn’t always… you. In a good way, I mean. I know you want to put that stuff behind you too. I’m sorry for dredging it up.

You do need a trim though, if we’re going to Carol’s dumb wedding.

[she reacts, thinking he’s going to force her]

[calming her] Hey hey, no, I’m not making you do anything, OK? I mean this is something we’re going to have to figure out long-term, you can’t spend the rest of your life not going to the hairdressers, but maybe we don’t try to untangle that in the space of the next week. So I was thinking, maybe for now… I could just give you a trim?

Pfft, don’t look at me like that! What?

[laughing] No, I am not going to make you look ‘chopped’, you brat! It’s not like I’m going to be doing anything complicated to it, I’m just tidying it up. I’ve done it for a few friends before. Remember that semester I got totally stuck in my college dorm, during lockdown?

[cheeky] Mhm, bet you do, because you missed me sooooo much, didn’t you? Absolutely helpless without your big brother, huh?

Well, while you were mournfully standing at the end of the pier and awaiting my glorious return, I actually got pretty good at cutting my dormmates’ hair.

[sincere] So, don’t worry about a thing, ok? I’ve got you. Let’s get set up in the kitchen, yeah?

[fade out. cut back in in the kitchen. sound of running water, soap and bubbles]

Hm? Well, yeah, I am just giving you a trim. But I figure, since you haven’t been to the salon in… ever, it’s been a while since someone else has washed your hair for you.

[splashing as he dips his hands in the water, squirt of a shampoo bottle]

[she expresses some hesitation, and moves as if she’s about to get out of her chair]

[cautioning] Hey, hey, come on. You agreed to this. I know you’re sensitive about your hair, but I’m going to take good care of you.

Hmm, well, I could let you get up, or-

[another splash as he starts working the water into her hair]

Thaaaat’s it. Heh, that was easy. The second my fingers touched your scalp you melted. Let me just wet this, aaaaand…

[soft, bubbly crunch as he starts working the shampoo in]

[teasing] Any more complaints, sis? I told you I was good at this.

[soft shampoo noises continue throughout]

Wow, you are leaning into my hand. That’s so cute.

What? I’m allowed to call my sister cute.

Yeah, I know you’re an adult now. That’s why it’s extra important that I remind my little sister that she’s cute.

Alright, you’re all nice and shampooed…

[soft running water and soap suds as the shampoo is washed out of her hair]

Let’s see. Think the conditioner was around here somewhere…

[some soft rummaging]

Aha! Let’s get this worked in…

[soft squelching sounds as the conditioner is worked into her hair, continues throughout]

[she says something inaudible]

[teasing] Huh? What was that sis? It sounded like you tried to say something, but it just came out as a cute little sigh.

[she repeats herself, more clearly]

[pleased] Why yes, I am really good at this, thank you for noticing! Like I said, got a lot of practice in those dorms.

And you’re getting the luxury treatment, since I actually have product to work with. I had to cut some girls’ hair after washing it with men’s shower gel.

Yeah, I was as horrified as you look. I may not care as much about that stuff as you, but that experience made me ditch the three-in-one shower crap forever.

God, I missed being home…

[an extended pause]

I missed you.

[slightly surprised] ‘Course I did. You think I wouldn’t rather have been hanging out with you at home for a semester, rather than being stuck in a dorm full of hygienically illiterate freshmen?

Besides, considering what you were dealing with while I was away…

Yeah. I know sis. I just wish I could have done more.

[she tells him she appreciates it, but she got through it. She’s got to grow up sometime. Can’t rely on him forever]

Ha. No, I suppose you’re right. Can’t fix all your problems for you, can I?

[quiet, a little hollow] It’d be nice if I could, though.

[snapping back to his chirpy demeanour] Right! Uh, conditioner is worked in.

[running water again as the conditioner is rinsed out]

Give me a second to run it under the hairdryer…

[soft, very quiet hairdryer sfx, possibly with humming throughout, for ten or so seconds]

There we go. Dry already. Told you I was good. [this is meant as a little nudge-wink for the listener, because obviously the hair would not dry that quickly in reality]

Now, the comb and the scissors…

[hair cutting SFX continues throughout]

Mm, there we go. Doesn’t that feel nice?

Mhm, that’s right. You’re safe. I’m not going to do anything but tidy up your very nice hair. OK, sis? Nothing bad is going to happen.

Yeah, let me just deal with these split ends…

[another short silence]

Hey… can I tell you something… kinda weird?

[sarcastic] Haha, you think everything I tell you is weird? Yeah yeah, laugh it up, but I’m being serious here.

It’s… I don’t know, something that just kinda popped into my head again. You know that feeling where you’ve forgotten something, and then this flash of memory, just this single moment, pops right back into your head, fully intact? That’s it. It’s just this… weird thought I had back when we were kids.

[turns attention back to her hair] Oops. Sorry, just move your head a little, so I can get at this bit…

There!

But, yeah, it was… it was just after you’d gotten back home from the mall one day. I don’t remember exactly how old we were, but mom had taken you out for a haircut. From what I could tell, she’d screamed herself hoarse at you for making it so difficult again. You had run upstairs to hide in your room, and I could hear you crying through the wall.

[she asks him why he’s bringing this up now, of all times]

I know. Sorry, sis. Bad memories. Promise I’m going somewhere with this.

I just remember having this… I don’t know, thought that came into my head. I was thinking about how every time you went to get a haircut, it was this whole thing, and how upset it made you. And then this like, total bolt from the blue.

‘What if you were a girl in disguise?’

Ha! I see you giving me that little smile. Yes, I really thought that, for half a second anyway. Like… like you were Sheik in the Legend of Zelda, or something. We were still pretty young at the time, so you can cut me some slack for thinking it. I don’t know, I just had this sudden thing click into place. If you were a girl, it’d make sense why getting your hair cut short made you so upset, right? Why mom and dad had to drag you kicking and screaming every time. Frankly it would have explained a whole lot of other stuff about you, too…

And then I dismissed the idea. Obviously there were a whole bunch of reasons that mom and dad wouldn’t have just, had a daughter and then forced her to pretend to be a boy, and then engaged in some wild conspiracy to not tell me.

But… yeah, there was this brief moment where… everything about you just made sense. Emotionally, anyway. And then I blinked, and it was just this weird, silly, childish fantasy I’d had.

Except… there was a kernel of truth in it, right?

Like… it wasn’t exactly the way I’d imagined it, but you were secretly a girl, and they did force you to be… not that. Even when none of us quite knew how to put that into words.

[another pause]

Can I say something stupid?

I… was one of the first people you told, right?

Wow. The first? [a little moved] I don’t… think I ever knew that. Thanks, sis. [back on track] Uh, but… I remember that night you knocked on my bedroom door at the wrong side of midnight, and said you had something to tell me.

[playful and teasing] Yes, you recall correctly, it was the night before my driving test. And while I love you dearly, and fully accept you in every possible way, I will never quite forgive you for making me do that on four hours of sleep.

[a pause, then serious again] But… when you sat down next to me on the bed, and told me you wanted to transition, I… just didn’t know very much about what you were talking about. I… I understood that you were sad. God knows I’d seen enough of it, living with you as long as I had. As far as I could tell, you thought being a girl would make you happy. And that was enough for me! I gave you a hug and told you I’d help however I could, and that I loved you, but… looking back, I wish I’d known more. Maybe I could have done something, helped you figure things out sooner, because looking back now, it all seems so obvious-

[she says it’s not his fault he didn’t know]

[a little hollow again] Ha. Yeah, I suppose I can’t beat myself up too much for it. But I guess I just… I wanted you to know that even without the words to explain it, I… I saw bit of the truth.

[halting, trying to put his thoughts into words] People always say that thing, right? Like, a trans person was always the gender they transition into. And when I was just hearing that without any context, I didn’t understand it.

But when it comes to you… it’s like, I kinda get it. You really were always my sister. Even back then, when you didn’t have the hair or clothes or body or name or life that you wanted, I could still see little flashes of the real you, peeking through it all.

Although that said… [one final snip] I am very glad that you’re able to embrace those things now.

Mhm, hair’s all done. Take a look!

See? So much better. And that long, pretty hair of yours hasn’t gone anywhere. I’ve just tidied it up a little. Nobody is going to take it away from you.

[she half-jokes that she should just get him to do it from now on]

[playful] Hey, if you want me to keep doing it, I’m going to start charging. This was a one-time thing. We’ll look at getting you booked into a salon or something for next time.

[a little rueful] Well, like you said. I can’t solve all your problems for you, right?

[another pause]

You look nice, sis.

[teasing] Although I hope you realise that, after you’ve made me do all that work, there’s no way you’re wriggling out of going to this dumb wedding.

Ah ah, no backsies! You are not making me go on my own, absolutely not. I need someone in that room who’s going to find all the jokes I make at our family members’ expense suitably hilarious.

Plus, when I inevitably drink too much champagne at the reception to cope with family exposure, I’m going to need someone to stand outside with me and listen to me drunkenly wax lyrical about my incredibly interesting theories of life and romance and death and whatever, then drag me safely back to my hotel room… [audio fading out] Ha. Yes, just like last time. I know you’ll have my back, sis. Just like I’ve got yours. Always.

Normally, I am a writer on this forum post, but after reading a bunch of other people's scripts, I think I have been bitten by the acting bug because I want to try some. Also, my dance classses have been kicking my ass so I want to do something different to wind down. The thing is, I have a shitty mic, and also I am not totally in love with my voice. (This one I know I will just grit through it) Do you think people will overlook it, though?

Script Credit <3 u/Particular_Art5345

Link to the script: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/s/Up4mTYMweL

(I'm a very very new Audio Artist, so I apologize for the little inconsistencies in my audio/recording. Any advice would be greatly appreciated <3 )

Script was written by u/TanheeGirl_December!

Listener Summary: You’ve been going through a hard time lately, and you struggle to maintain a sense of normality despite losing sleep and fighting inner demons. Even though you prefer to keep your pains to yourself, somebody in your friend group is paying you particular attention and has begun to worry. They look after you when you manage to accidentally fall asleep during a party at their apartment. Could it be that the person who has frequented your mind most often has also been thinking just as much about you?

This script has about 1,387 words excluding [cues/action lines.]

P.S. Warm gratitude must be expressed to my readers and anyone inspired and encouraged enough to record my writings into an audio or what have you, and again much thanks to my very shy, fantastical proofreader! <3

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Minor edits to the script may be made, including the changing of pronouns and tones, though if you’d like a version with a different gender/pronoun dynamic then you could also let me know and I would be happy to make one.

The [cues/action lines] are mostly only suggestions and work to help the VA set the tone and energy of the script. They may be modified to your own ingenuity, though you may possibly do so at your own demise.

If you end up wanting another part made for a script of mine that you’ve recorded, just let me know and I’ll work on one to match up to the tone of the first part you’ve created.

I’m likely to adjust rules as issues come to my attention, but if in doubt, please just give me an ask. 

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The Script:

[Setting is in an apartment, after a party, so it’s pretty late at  night…the Listener is asleep on the couch and the Speaker has been trying to wake them.]

Dude, wake up…helloooo…wake upppp.
Hey, you were sleeping pretty deeply.

Uh…yeah, you’re still on my couch. Everyone else already left for the night. Yuuup, just us, plus my roommate, but they’ve already migrated to their room.

I’m only waking you because I want you to move to a bed. Trust me, this couch is NOT the best for your back. 

No, it’s okay…I don’t mind. You seem to be going through a hard time lately. You probably need as much rest as you can get. You did say that you haven’t been sleeping well…

Come on, sit yourself up. Here, drink this water… Do you feel okay? 
Good… No, you need to finish drinking that first. You might have mostly kept to yourself tonight, but I did notice how you knocked back a few drinks. 

Do you need anything for a headache?
No? You sure?

Mm…okay then. 
Alright, let’s get you to a bed… Come on, try to stand. Lean on me if you have to…you good?

[Chuckles.]
Yeah? A little dizzy though, huh? I imagine you’ve still got the booze in your system.
Oh, speaking of, do you need to stop at the bathroom first? 

Really? Hm… okay, maybe we need to get you some more water then, actually… Eh, it’s probably fine. 
Look, you see that door there? That’s the bathroom. If you DO need it, it’s just right across the hall from this room…where you’ll be sleeping. [Clears throat awkwardly.]

Hold on, let me move some of this shit out of the way- sorry, it’s kind of a mess. [Moves some books and clothing items out of the way and off the bed.]

Uh… Here, sit down…haha, yeah see? Much softer. 
Will it be okay if I take your jacket off for you? So you can be more comfortable.
[Optional SFX: Zipper sound with ruffling fabric.]

Haha, what? Yeah, you passed out pretty early and people just kept partying around you while you snored there on the couch. I would have moved you sooner, but… I didn’t want you to be alone if you woke up…seems like you need people right now.

Hey, don’t apologize, it’s okay…we all struggle from time to time. It’s okay to need companionship even if you can’t talk about what’s hurting you. Sometimes we still want to be around the normalcy of things. It can help keep us grounded, even while on the inside we’re broken in pieces… I get it.

Hm? [Concerned.] What’s up? Aw…sorry man, I didn’t mean to make you cry…shit.
No, it’s fine… I just feel bad…wish there was something I could do to help.

…

[Scoffs softly.] Okay, I’ll stop looking…do you need a tissue? 
Suit yourself then…here, let me at least get these shoes off your feet. 
Hey, you can lay back if you want to…you look uncomfortable sitting like that. You’re all slumped over to the side. [Chuckles quietly.]

Okay, shoes are off…lift your legs. No silly, into bed…oh my gosh. Wait, I’ll help. 
[Optional SFX: Soft pillow and blanket sounds as they help the listener get into  bed.]

Turn this way…on your side…rest on these pillows. There you go… [Sighs] Comfy? You don’t feel sick or anything do you? Okay…good. Uh, what about another glass of water?
No? Fine…

[Quieter, softer toned.]
You should probably close your eyes and get some more sleep now, alright?
Hm? What? …It…smells like me?

[Nervous chuckle.]
Well yeah, this is my room… Yes, and you’re in my bed. You didn’t notice?
Haha, no…it’s fine. Wow, you’re really out of it.

[Heavy, tired sigh.]
It’s a good thing I was here to take care of you, right? What if you’d been somewhere else? 

Hm? Oh… Actually, I was just going to stay here with you until you fell back asleep. 

Where am iiii gonna’ sleep? Haha, guess. 
Yeup, on the couch.

Pfft, yeah I know…but I felt bad to leave you there. You need healthier rest, and this spot is way better… Uh-huh…I think I can manage.

[Softer voice, gentle.]
Hm? Yeah? What is it now? You want me to stay here? Hmm… [Takes a moment to think.]

Well… I guess I could maybe…lay out on the floor. Eh… 
[Amused laugh.] What?

Bruh, share the bed with you? 
I don’t know man, I’m still a little scared you might get sick or something.

[Deep sigh of annoyance.]
Oh my gawd, why are you doing that? Stopppp, you’re being so whiney now…
Aww… big baby. Tch.

Wow, fine, fiiiine… hold on and let me change into something I can sleep in.
Close your eyes, dummy…and try to sleep. I better not see you looking over here.

[Optional SFX: Ruffling clothing.]

Okay so, this is my side…and you stay over on yours, got it?

Watch out, try to make a little more room…it’s not a very big bed.
[The speaker sighs as they get comfy.]

Ah, this does feel better than the floor, hehe… Are you good?

[Softer.] You sure? …Do you need to talk?

Mhm…that’s okay, as long as you know I’m here for you.

Heh, yes… I know you’re here for me too.

…

I mean…yeah, but…you’re still processing your own stuff too, so I don’t want to be…adding to it, ya know? It’s…not a big deal anyway.

[Sighs in defeat.]
Yeah, yeah…you’re right. I guess you’d still notice things, huh? 
Sorry, I’ve just been… worried about you, as of late…a lot, actually.

I just really hate to see you suffering, and I wish I knew how to make you feel better, but… I’m just…me. 

Like, I know I’m not the most selfless person, and I know that I’m prone to dissociate from others when I’m upset or having a hard time. 
I often make the worst jokes in all the wrong moments… So I know that asking you to rely on me is…heh, sorta silly, I guess.

Hey, can you stop looking at me like that? 
Just…turn over on your other side, okay? Just do it. 
And dim that light over there please…

Mhm…sorry… [Deep breath.]
It just…bothers me…when you keep your thoughts locked in like you do. Oh, and let me be clear: YOU don’t bother me. 

It’s the barrier you put up…to protect yourself. Like, I get it…I DO. And I wouldn’t blame anyone else for it…but it’s just… Because it’s YOU.
It frustrates me that I don’t know what’s going on in there, in your mind I mean…or even your heart…

Sometimes it feels like there is this solid disconnect between us and I… I don’t know what to do to reach you. It's like...some of the things I try to convey to you just get lost in translation. I DO mean what I say, you know? …And I feel awful when you dismiss it or laugh it off, as if you’re undeserving of such things. 

I have a difficult time communicating that to you in a way that’s sincere… I feel like I fail a lot…or maybe I’m not good enough…eh…

[Mood shift.]
Wow, I’m sorry. I brought you here to sleep, not to listen to me get lost in a sudden spiral of my own insecurities and fears and shit.

[Unsure.]
Whoa, heyyy…what are you doing? Why are you facing me again?
Eh? Pffft, stop messing around, I don’t need a hug or anything.

But…you do? Oh…well, I guess when you say please like that… I can’t really say no, can I? [Breathe in.]
Come here…oof… [The speaker is squeezed tightly.]

Haha, okay…yeah, you can hold me…if it helps. [Relaxes into the embrace.]
[Muffled.] Mm…mhm…feels nice.

[Pushes back a little.]
Wait, who’s comforting who here?

Both of us? Heh…okay, I’ll take it.
Are you okay with this though? I know we’re just friends…but…
[The speaker is squeezed tighter.]

Okay, I’ll shut up now…sorry, yes…I like it. [Soft, shaky breath.]
[Softly.] …And I like you…

Mhm…yeah, I do…
Nope, stay where you are. I can’t look at you, I’m too embarrassed.

[Groans in annoyance.]
Okay, maybe I’m not the only one with bad jokes at the wrong time. 
Heh…no, I’m not going to laugh. This isn’t funny.

Just…shut up…I’ll say it again. [Speaker takes a breath.]
I like you.

[Whispers.] I like you... I like you… 

It’s okay if you don’t feel the same, I just wanted you to know.
And I’ll still be here for you, no matter what. 
[Softer, sleepier.] I mean it, no matter what…

[Deep, slow breath in and out.]
Now get some sleep… Heh, your heart is beating sooo fast…
Are you…just gonna’ keep rubbing my back like that? Hm…okay…do what you want, I guess. 

Haha, no, I mean on the condition that you sleep. And stop trying to get me to look at you…because I can’t. …You know why.
Please, just…take it easy… I’m tired… Just…try to rest for me, okay?

[Sleepy.]
I can make us some breakfast in the morning… Mhm…sure… Eggs, French toast, whatever you want dude… [Sleepy, quiet chuckle.] Oh, I’m sorry…
You don’t want me to call you that anymore? Why not?

Heh…alright, I’ll think of something else…something cute, if you want…

[Yawns.] Mhm, you too…sweet dreams. 

[Follow this with some improv sleepy-time asmr if you want, or just end it here.]

[The End.]

Hey everyone thought I would try my first attempt at a yandere script hope you enjoy reading and potentially filling this script.

Character Summaries

Star (The Speaker ): A mermaid who begins as a sweet, frantic savior but quickly reveals herself to be a deeply traumatized, hyper-fixated captor. She is intensely protective, unhinged, and views the listener as her ultimate prize. Her tone starts warm and vulnerable but evolves into a booming, terrifyingly powerful, and intimate presence.

The Listener (Male): A shipwreck survivor who has just discovered that their parents were plotting their murder. They transition from physical exhaustion to absolute psychological horror, ending up completely broken and weeping inside Star's gemstone pocket dimension.

Usage Terms:

Credit Required: Please credit me as u/Naive_Concentrate_64 or Simicslayer in your video description or audio metadata.

Monetization: You are welcome to monetize this fill on YouTube/Patreon. The only catch is that your fill needs to be publicly available for free.

Alterations: Minor tweaks, ad-libs, or changing pronouns to fit your voice are perfectly fine.

Notification: Please leave a comment here or DM me a link when you upload it!

Audio & Production Requirements

Reverb/Room Tone FX: A dramatic environment change occurs a few minutes into the recording. The audio transitions instantly from a wide, chaotic outdoor setting to a tight, muffled room reverb.

Microphone Technique: The climax requires a hard shift into close-up, intimate whispering directly into the microphone capsule.

Sound Effects (SFX) Needed: Ocean storm waves, heavy splashing, a vacuum/suction effect, metallic thuds, glass clinks, a gentle wind loop, a magical chime chime, and a looping heartbeat.

( Script starts below)

[SFX: Loud, chaotic ocean waves crashing. Heavy splashing and the sound of the listener violently coughing up water.]

Star: (Frantic, deeply worried tone) Oh my goodness, are you okay? Take a breath... just breathe. Yes, I am a mermaid. I saved you from drowning. I'm so sorry your ship exploded... I was only able to pull you out in time. Take a moment, you swallowed a lot of sea water.Oh, introductions! My name is Star. I'm a mermaid...

[SFX: Soft, wet splash of a tail hitting the surface.]

Star: (Gently, seeking reassurance) See? Are you scared of me? Please don't be! I'm gentle, I'm nice. I can get you to a safe place, I just need you to do me a small favor first.Look around us... there are so many sharks in the water right now. They are... feasting on the others from your ship. I can only save you.

(Soft giggle, noticing the listener's tight grip)

You're clinging to me really tightly, aren't you? Can you not swim? Don't worry, the favor is so simple. I just need you to reach out and hold onto the big gem on my necklace. Yes, the big one right there. Just hold it for ten seconds...

[SFX: A sudden, loud, magical rushing vacuum sound. The ambient sound of the crashing ocean waves abruptly cuts out, replaced by a tight, muffled, quiet environment with a soft meadow wind. The listener's surroundings now have a tight chamber reverb.]

[SFX: Frantic, muffled thumping as the listener bangs on the invisible glass walls from inside the gem.]

Star: (Laughs wildly. Her voice now booms and echoes heavily around the listener from outside the glass) Oh my goodness, that actually worked! It actually worked! You are mine... you are finally mine. Don't worry, my treasure, I'm swimming us far, far away from those scary sharks now.

(Softening, becoming deeply nostalgic and fond) No, no. I'm not going to take you to land. I need you right here. I just want to talk to you. Look up at me... do you really not remember me? I'm the little mermaid you saved from that awful fishing net when you were only seven years old. I meant it back then when I looked at you and whispered, "I will repay your kindness someday."

(Voice cracks slightly, filled with profound gratitude) I know my tail was white back then, and it's blue now... but it's still me.

Yes... that's why I saved you over all the others. I just couldn't let you drown. Because out of everyone in the whole wide world, you were one of the only humans who was ever kind to me.

(Tone shifts into bitter, raw pain; remembering her childhood rejection) Do you know that mermaids are usually born with powerful magic? Each power is visible and distinct on our tails. But my tail... mine was a dull, blank white. I had what my pod called "useless glass magic." My only power was the ability to manipulate metal and craft beautiful jewelry.

(Voice trembles with old sorrow) I was an outcast, completely unwanted by my own people. I offered to do anything for fish and food, I even made them the most gorgeous jewelry... but they all just kicked me out and let me starve.

(Softening into a warm, deeply tender memory) Surviving alone in the deep was so hard... but I eventually found a human fisherman. His name was Thomas. I spoke to him from the shallows, offered him my jewelry, and he smiled and shared his fish with me. Thomas kept visiting me, looking at me like I wasn't a monster, but a beautiful sea creature.

(A breathy, wistful sigh) Everything was perfect...

(Sudden drop in tone; voice filling with intense horror and rising tears)

...until the others in my pod noticed. Communicating with humans is "illegal and dangerous" to my people. So... they tipped his boat. They pinned me down in the waves, and they made me watch in horror as they tore Thomas apart right in front of me...

(Choking back a sob, completely heartbroken) Once they murdered him, I fled. I found Remire Island, and from the shallows, I watched his funeral. The very jewelry I gave him was used to mark his grave... it broke my heart.

(Wiping her tears away, voice turning cold and resolute) But while I was there, I discovered so much more about humans. I saw you use tools called knives. Since my magic controls metal and glass, I realized I could make them myself. That's how I survived on my own. I used my crafted knives to cut into human fishing nets and steal food. But I wasn't cruel—I'd always leave a massive, beautiful pearl behind in the net as payment.

(Tone shifts back to that deep, protective, hyper-fixated fondness) And when I wasn't taking fish, I just... watched. I saw amazing things from the shoreline. Weddings, growing families... I even watched from the waves on the very night you came into this world on that beach.But everything changed when you saved me from that net.

I stopped watching everyone else. I started watching only you. And that's when I realized... your parents were horrible, evil people. They were going to murder you for life insurance money.

(Defensive, reacting sharply to the listener shaking their head and calling her crazy)

Crazy? I'm not crazy! I can prove it to you right now. Look at your feet!

[SFX: A heavy, metallic THUD, followed by a glass clink and a paper rustle as the items manifest directly into the grass of the meadow.]

Star: (Spitting out the words with dark anger on the listener's behalf) Look at them! A forged life insurance contract. A heavy drug tranquilizer. And a pair of iron boots. Your own parents were going to drug you into a stupor, slip those weights onto your feet, and push you straight off the deck into the deep water!If I hadn't stolen this necklace and commanded the whale sharks to tear their ship apart, you would be nothing but fish food at the bottom of the ocean right now.

(Pride creeping into her voice; unbothered by her own violence) How did I get the necklace? Well, it was hard, there were lots of guards. But I had the knives I crafted. I shoved my knife into the neck of each guard and stole the necklace, fleeing while they bled out. Once I put the necklace on, my tail turned blue! I was finally able to summon sharks and whales in addition to my jewelry powers. I destroyed that ship to save you from them. At least now you're in my magic necklace and close to my heart, perfectly, beautifully safe.

(Giddy, excited excitement) But do you want to know something even better? Now that you are in here, I can use every type of magic available to mermaids. According to the ancient legends, my tail will turn black, and then I should be able to use it all. And do you want to know what's even better than that?Look... it's already starting...

[SFX: A soft, warm magical chime echoes in the meadow as a green light envelops the listener.]

Star: See? My tail is letting me use green magic now. Green tail mermaids can heal wounds... I'm healing that nasty cut you got from the shipwreck. Red tails can control volcanic heat and shoot fire underwater. Yellow tails can move twice as fast as regular mermaids, tearing through currents with super speed. And orange tails can foresee storms and track the movements of large fish like whales and sharks.Plus, I completely control the world in there.

Do you know what means? I can make this area a heaven, or I can turn it into a screaming hell. But I'm choosing to be nice to you. I put you in a beautiful meadow surrounded by the flowers you love from home.

See? I'm nice to you. You saved me, and I saved you.Are you scared? Are you scared I'm going to put you through hell? Make you feel like you're drowning? I could show you everything I endured when my pod tortured me... but I don't want to hurt you. I want to hold you. I want to love you, and keep you right here, right above my heart.

(Gasps softly outside the glass, her voice filled with dark, euphoric shock as the listener collapses, sobbing) My, my... it took a while for that to happen. Look at my scales outside the glass... the blue is washing away. It's turning a deep, matte, pitch-black... like the absolute bottom of the ocean trenches where the light dies.I now look like a sea monster, don't I? This look may be scary for people who don't know me... but I am your goddess. I am your love. I am your entire universe.This necklace also has the added effect of making me more powerful the longer I wear it. According to legend, my tail turning black is the first step... or maybe your beautiful surrender just triggered it.

Don't look at me with such fear, my precious treasure. Come close to the edge of the glass. I'm going to hold you tight against my chest...[

SFX: The large echoing reverb gently fades into a super-close, intimate, steady heartbeat rhythm: THUMP-thump... THUMP-thump...]

Star: (Voice drops to a soft, ultra-close, soothing whisper right in the listener's ears) There. Do you hear that? That is my heart, beating entirely for you now. Let the darkness keep you safe forever...

As I was walking to work this morning, I was thinking of a few future script ideas, some being more meta than others, and one really stood out to me. A Yandere audio where the audio ITSELF becomes Yandere for the listener, starting out normal before devolving into the audio equivalent of The House of Leaves, shifting and changing in weird ways as if something was possessing or taking over the video.

Visually, it was conveyed in House of Leaves by the text itself literally warping and changing, layering itself in strange ways. But I'm having a hard time figuring out how to write this into a script, like what sound effects and editing could be done to sufficiently explain that effect.

I don't think this script would be ready for a while, I had plans for October being World of Darkness themed (Assuming that wouldn't get any VA's in trouble with the copyright bots? I'm hosting a VtM game with some friends so I've got it on the brain.) But it is an idea that really seems like it could be a lot of fun for a future project.

So for anyone whose worked with audio before, how would you convey the audio itself becoming distorted and weird? And what would those directions look like in a script? I'd appreciate any kind of advice on this!

Ive been doing asmr for 2 years now, and Recently I had to interest to maybe stream/make gaming content, is that something people like to see? If so should I split it up to a different channel or keep it to my main one, I dont plan to put out a ton so maybe a separate channel would be very empty if I did

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{Feel free to improv and change any points as you see fit, this is purely for enjoyment and good vibes, I will use () to indicate where there would be a gap for the listener to speak or a pause for pacing, the duration of the gap and if you choose to use my indication is entirely up to you. The setting that the script is intended for is the Listener recently turned their long-term partner and the first full moon is approaching. They have been trying to put off their first transformation but now there is no avoiding it, and they are a bit of a handful .

-Script-

{The Speaker is panicked and pacing around} I am not pacing. () Don’t!... don’t tell me to relax. ()

Easy for you to say, you’ve done this… how many times? () Countless. So you have nothing to worry about. ()

I do! What if I turn and wreck the house? What if I hurt you? What if I look hideous and you don’t love me anymore?! ()

I-I-I know you’d always love me… () I don’t know why I said it… I’m just… I’m just so scared. How do you do this all the time? ()

I haven’t done it once yet though. I don’t have the reassurance of my first time. ()

Well what else am I supposed to do, huh? I can’t just not worry. () H-how long until the moon is fully risen? ()

Ten minutes. Ten minutes. Okay, that’s fine. That’s like, an hour in dog time, right? () Why are you- stop laughing! This isn’t funny! ()

Babe! () *Frighteningly* STOP! () … Ouch… that hurt my throat… () Well don’t just sit there. *Needy* Give me a hug… ()

{The Listener hugs the Speaker} You’re so mean… () Don’t even think about letting me go. () Well stop “just teasing”. This is serious. ()

Y-you’ll have to let me go when I start to change? W-w-why?! () That’s so unfair… ()

Will… will it hurt? () Well I’m asking again! () It’ll feel weird… well that reassures me plenty, thank you so much. ()

{Stops hugging} I am not being moody. () Even if I was being moody, do you think pointing it out would help the situation? ()

You think I’m hot when I’m- Do not! Start this! () *Sarcastic* Oh poor baby, is my poor, poor wolf baby having trouble with the full moon? Must be awful! ()

How would I feel- Oh get a grip. So it’s okay for you to tease but when I do it all of a sudden there’s this big hoo-ha! ()

I can’t wait for after this first shifting is over too. Finally, we agree on something. () We disagree literally all the time, like when… like… whatever ()

*Affectionately* Aw baby, I love you too… () What do you mean it’s good to know that the full moon is making me go all over the place. ()

You know I could never be mean to you. I love you so, so, so, so much. () Of course I loved you so, so, so, so much when you were teasing me. ()

Well… that’s just me being me. You know how I am… it… it doesn’t bother you, right? I mean you still… *Nearly crying* you still love me right? You still think I’m pretty. ()

It’s okay if you don’t. If you think I look like some hideous wolf creature when I shift then… then I’ll just leave… you’ll never see me again… ()

Y-you’ll always find me beautiful… h-how can you say that, in- {Checks time} in seven minutes I’ll become something you’ve never seen before and I could be… abhorrent. ()

*Annoyingly jealous* You’ve seen tonnes of other women shift before… and were they pretty. () Why are you taking so long to answer? ()

Well, did you think they were beautiful? Were they as pretty as me? Huh! Well? ()

Of course they weren’t. I hope you remember that in five minutes… ()

There’s a way to deal with this flood of emotions I’m feeling… I-I am not overwhelmed and emotional! ()

Oh you can help me practice after my first shift, how bloody convenient. All these ways we can learn to blend in and never be spotted, but they have to come AFTER we suffer the fear of our first shift! ()

“It’s about your body adapting to the nature of the shift”, UGH! Of course you pick now, now! Of all times, to start quoting your mother. ()

I can’t believe I let her talk me into letting you turn me… () Well- well it was my idea, but she supported me through it all so… so… ()

You better talk to her about it, yeah! () H-how long now? () F-f-f-four minutes! B-But we had like… ten minutes… two minutes ago! ()

{Panicking} I’m not panicking! I’m calm, so very calm. Um, um, I’m gonna be sick… ()

M-my throat opening up for more air? It feels like it’s shrinking! Did something go wrong when you turned me?

Am I gonna die? Baby! Am I gonna die?! () N-no… Th-then why do I feel like I’m about to be split open? ()

It’s a normal response on the first time… because my body isn’t adjusted… r-right. Right. Like what your mum was talking abut when she said… um… whatever you said she said. ()

See, I listen. () You… asshole why did you have to say one minute! () Oh god. Oh no, oh no, oh no.

{The Listener grabs the Speaker and steadies them} () I… I know. It’ll be okay. It will be okay. I’ll be fine. Totally fine. ()

Where are you going? Baby don’t leave m- () Just to the other side of the room. Oh. O-o-okay. ()

H-hey, do you smell… is that next door’s supper? () Taco’s, ha, yeah, god I love tacos. ()

I won’t, I’ll- {Grunt of pain} I’ll stay here. It’s not like I have a choice. We had that Witch ward our wall… ()

I don’t sound happy about it because- {Grunt of pain} because… that means you are stuck in here with me during my first shift! ()

You do not know that I won’t hurt you. () Of course I can hurt you, I’m a Werewolf too now, remember?! ()

*Sarcastic* Oh okay I’m so sorry that I forgot you are a big bad wolf of ten years, what could a newly turned member of the pack like me possibly do to hurt you?! ()

Stop! Smirking! () You better hope- {Grunt of pain} y- you better- {Grunt of pain}… oh shit. I’m… I-I can’t… ()

{In pain} Don’t fight it?! I feel like I’m dying! How am I supposed to- make it stop. Dammit please make it stop! ()

{Shifting sounds}

{As Werewolf} *Deep breaths*… Ow… () A-are you okay? () G-good… that’s good. ()

I feel… weird. Not good or bad… just different. My back feels so… long? () I know I’m still {Any amount of ft tall}, that’s just how it feels.

And wow! Is this what having claws feels like? And all these muscles! () I can shift those parts in human form now too?! How? Teach me how. Right now. ()

Oh, that makes sense. You can’t teach me new human stuff until I shift back… so um… how do I do that? ()

ALL NIGHT! () Won’t that get… boring. () I know I was worried out of my mind before but… but… ()

No, no, baby I’m not disappointed. Just… after I worked myself up so much I didn’t expect it to be so… ()

Normal. Yeah. It does feel really normal. That shift still sucked though. () It better not hurt that much again. If it does you’re getting a slap. ()

It shouldn’t hurt at all after this first time. Huh, I guess that’s good. ()

{The Listener compliments the Speaker} I-I look… you think I’m… I-I-I- () Why can Werewolves still get flustered this is so annoying! ()

I know you aren’t- WE, aren’t animals. This is just a lot to take in, you know? ()

I didn’t think you actually meant that it would all be over in a few seconds. I thought you were just doing that thing that partners do when they try to make you feel better before an injection or something. ()

My eyes are- *Gasp* let me see! () {The Speaker looks at their eyes in a reflection} Look at them! They’re as cool as yours now! ()

You know… your eyes were the part that I loved the most about you when we first met. ()

What part do I love the most now- um, aha… we should definitely not have that conversation during my first shift… ()

My senses? Well… I can hear your heartbeat… and the neighbours chewing… and Mrs Eugene over the road snoring.

I can see the sign for Popeyes all the way across the village and it is really, really bright. Is this how bright lights normally are for you like this? ()

Yes! Oh baby I’m so sorry I shone that flashlight at you when we first met. () You didn’t mind me flashing yo- ()

*Laughing* Babe!- {The Speaker playfully hits the Listener but sends them crashing into a wall} BABE!!!

Are you okay?! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! () Y-you’re okay. Thank- thank goodness. () Am I okay? Are you serious?!

I just nearly put you through our living room wall and you want to know if I’m okay? ()

You just weren’t ready… is that supposed to make me feel better? () Wha- no! I won’t hit you again just to prove it. ()

The wall? What about it? () You’re kidding! That’s the wall Vanessa warded… so… does that mean the ward is down? ()

We might not have needed the ward in the first place but I still wanted it just in case. ()

So… since we’re not locked in here and we’re apparently stuck like this all night… wanna… go for a run… or-or something. ()

I’m not remotely convinced it’s a good idea. But if I stay locked in this house until the moon sets I might just lose my mind. ()

Y-yes, of course, everything you say. No arguments. Mhm… () I am not being a brat! () Don’t- don’t give me that look… ()

Okay, good, let’s go- {The Listener stops the Speaker} huh? () You want a- ()

Ha… haha… okay, okay, fine. Our first kiss as Werewolves. ()

Well come here then…

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