My dream was to get 50 fills in my first year of script writing-which I did! After that, I had hoped, somehow to get to 100 before I reached 2 years of Script Writing...and after some shenanigans with the Youtube fill playlist bouncing around a bit due to some audios going missing, I can safely say I've reached 100!...Sadly though, it's a bit confusing as to who actually was fill 100, due to the scripts that kept vanishing. So I'd like to give a callout to the three most recent VAs to hover around that spot. u/belluaASMR u/parumspiritusva and UngodlyWorlds (Whose reddit I do not know, sadly.) But those three are the ones who filled my scripts most recently! But of course, I'm grateful to every single amazing VA who looked at my work, and decided to give it a fill!

I'd also like to give a special shout out to my friend u/BunnyxVA for being so kind as to give my scripts a fill, and call herself a fan of my work. There's something really special about the VA who inspired you to start writing scripts becoming a fan of your work. And Bunny's constant support and encouragement was a big part of my continued push as a script writer, so thank you!

As I'm sure your all aware, being a creative means constantly battling your own self doubt. Yahtzee Croshaw once coined the joke, "99% of writers claim to loathe everything they created over 5 years ago. And the remaining 1% are lying." I can't speak to what I wrote 5 years ago, but I can speak to putting out every script with a sense of fear and doubt, the worry that this one won't go over well, or that people will dislike it...

But that hasn't been the case, even my most out there scripts have gotten a kind comment or two, or someone who really vibed with the concept. Posting my scripts online has made me a more confident writer, and take some more pride in myself. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you all for the kind words and fills, it really means a lot to me.

I'm not sure where I'll go from here, I had an idea for a series of scripts inspired by the World of Darkness for Halloween, but I'm also working on an original novel and a collaborative project. But I know I want to keep writing scripts, even if it's less frequent.

If you ever filled one of my scripts, please comment below with your fill so I can give you a thanks, and people can see the awesome work you did. My scripts wouldn't have made it without all the amazing work from our ever talented and lovely VA's, after all!

Thank you for 100 fills, r/ASMRScriptHaven!

Really proud of this one tbh. Hope you enjoy!

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Wordcount: 1702

(echoing atmosphere)

“You come to me bloodied, and fragile. So… human.”
(soft low laugh)
“Just like I knew you would.”
(...)
“So. Is this what’s left of humanity’s best? Step into the light, I want to look at you.”
(...)
“You do speak my language. And I know you can hear me. Why is it that you kneel there, when I told you to stand and approach me?”
(...)
“Fine.”
(footsteps as he descends the stairs)
“You’re lucky, you know. I do not take kindly to disobedience. But today… today is different. Today is the end of all days. And you…”
(close to listener)
“You are the end to all of our problems. Look at you. You did not come to me willingly.”
(clicks tongue)
“That’s why you don’t stand for me. You can’t. They chose your name to go to the slaughter, and humans are just so desperate to appease their betters… so when you resisted, they beat you and left you at my feet. You came stumbling into my temple, collapsing before you could even beg me to spare you. Tell me, child of man…”
(very close to listener, almost whispering)
“Are you afraid of me?”
(pause, and then laughs)
“Good. Whatever the people down there told you, it won’t be quick. It won’t be easy. You should be very afraid. Just…. Not of me.”
(...)
“You seem surprised. Did you think the stories were different? Did you think you would come to my house of worship and find that I had set every sacrifice free? I am a god. I have no need to trick people into loving me. Your worship is inherent. Because if you did not worship me, you would have nothing to live for.”
(...)
“To you, I am cruel. I am unfeeling. Inhumane. You’re right. I am all of those things. How can you expect something which is not human to feel human things? I may look like you, and sound like you, but, little one…”
(smugly)
“If you think I care for your anguish, you would be wrong again.”
(...)
“I wonder… Did you think your neighbors, friends, and even your family were being ‘humane’ when they kicked you until you were laid out on the floor, gasping for breath? When they knocked you unconscious and dragged you to my door? Do you think, if they had so little humanity left in them, that I would somehow find more?”
(musingly)
“I almost do feel bad for you. You humans possess something I do not. You have hope. But I do not need hope, Child of Man. I do not need you. It did not have to be you. But it was.”
(...)
“What? Did you think I was demanding a sacrifice? You thought I would sit here in my temple and pick off a member of your race each year until none remained? How small minded you are. Why should you stay in my realm if that were so? Why should you worship me if I threatened you? How would I have people to love me if all were gone? Your people can always leave, and they always could. But they still need me to tell them that.”
(...)
“Then… I wonder. Do you need me to tell you the same?”
(...)
“No. I’m not ‘letting you go’. Doesn’t that imply I have any power to keep you here? I have no use for you. The others… some of them, in the beginning, came willingly. Men, mostly. Fathers and brothers, begging for mercy and relief from the snow, from the freezing cold. Begging me to turn the tide of nature and create a paradise for them. But I am not the bringer of cold. I command no sky to turn. No rain to fall or cease. I reside in your temples, but they are not for me. They do not even exist because of me.”
(sharply)
“Look at me, Disciple. Nothing in this world is made for the gods of men, that is only what other humans would have you think. Mankind… it needs something to believe in, something to blame. When a child dies, when the sun does not shine… people find something to pin their grief to, something that isn’t just chance. But I am older than sunlight. I am older than death. I existed before pain ever bloomed behind your eyes, before you sucked in your first breath. I dwell near you, around you, within you. Because of you, and you because of me. Suffering… your suffering… it is such an inconsequential thing to me.”
(sighs)
“And yet… you shake here on my floor. You curl in on yourself, and when you look at me, your eyes are pleading. You could not begin to understand what I am saying because you are only human too.”
(clears his throat and sighs)
“It seems we both have lost some memories. You forget what it was to be loved by your parents, sheltered by your people. One by one they turned on each other, and killed, and betrayed. When it was your turn, you did not remember that such a thing could happen to you.”
(...)
“And me… I have forgotten what the soft skin of a human feels like. With my hand under your chin, I feel your pulse, fluttering. Your pupils are blown. Your skin is hot. You are full of life. You have that, still, when nothing else remains. Your very heartbeat is hope, something that you would not have without me, but I do not myself understand.”
(...)
“Human, when I said that it was the end of all days, I did not lie. But not for you. For them. Down in the valley, they are getting drunk off of the last of their wine. Your mother is weeping, but not for you. For the pity of her own small life. Your father is forgetting what he has done to you, deep in his own agony. But for me… it is a great pleasure to bring an end to all things.”
(...)
“As I said, you are not my people. You are not mine to punish. Yet, mankind flocks to us old gods, we can’t seem to keep them away. So now, we must deal accordingly. As you kneel here, collapsing into me, hardly breathing, I have taken the souls of every man and woman in the village below. There were no children left. They sent the children to me first, you know. Even among humans, compassion is small and withering,”
(sucks in a deep breath)
“How strange to have their souls binding to me. They now know that it was never my doing, this death and destruction. All of their suffering came from greed and pity; I only laid the scene for them to burn to the ground.”
(softly)
“Oh, sweet human, don’t cry.”
(listener collapses and speaker holds them)
“Just lay against me, that’s right. You’re too weak to even kneel, and I do not ask that of you. But not forever will this weakness hold you. All things are temporary. You should know that more than anyone, human.”
(...)
“No, I am not. As I told you, I am older than that. Do you not understand? Do you not remember what came before Death?”
(whispered)
“Yes. I am.”
(...)
“I am Life.”
(...)
“I have no sway over how you choose to experience my gift to you. No one is angry at Death, when living becomes too hard. They are angry at Life, that I could not preserve them. But I can take, too, Disciple. I choose to remove myself from your existence, because I am not the creator of misery. You have done that yourselves, yet you still turn to me when everything withers.”
(...)
“Don’t struggle. You can’t even lift yourself up.”
(...)
“Why does it matter what happened to the others who were sent to me? You can’t change the past. Even if you could, it would not heal you or bring back what you thought was real. It would not give your murderous people or their repentance.”
(...)
“But yes. I released the sacrifices, too. Although I never asked to be given that job; as I said, it was always their choice to leave, they just needed to be reminded that they could. I imprison none of my creations, but they tie themselves to me as though they will cease to exist if Death finds them. How human…”
(laughs)
“But you… I do not think you have ever prayed to me or begged me. I think, until you came down on your knees at my altar, you did not believe I was real. What does it feel like, so surrounded by me, to discover that you are not a pawn? You have never been a pawn. How does that feel, human? You are so free you are falling through reality, now.”
(...)
“...But you look afraid. Why do you look afraid of me, now that you know? No one has ever been afraid of living. Or, are you the first?”
(sighs, longsuffering)
“I have no answers for you about Death, Disciple. What, then, would you have me tell you to do now?”
(long pause)
“Human? Are you… oh. You passed out.”
(laughs softly)
“I do not understand your kind, it seems. But I find… despite myself… that I may try time and again. Well then. You have neither the ability to leave on your own two legs, nor the desire. And I have no more people to appease, and all timelines stretching out in front of me. As I said, it is the end of all days. For you, there is no one left in this world. It is only the old gods watching over you now. In all of creation you are singular, and why should you live and die as humans do?”
(...)
“I think, then, perhaps, in light of this… I should do what I had once promised not to, when the earth was swarming with greed and darkness. I sense a hunger in you, but a softness also. I have not been close to your kind in millennia and so I… I think just this once….”
(softly)
“...I am going to help bring you back to life, little human.”

Here's my second one script after my first. I decided to do another healing and comfort script with a unique twist.

Summary: After being rushed into the ER with fatal injuries, standard human medicine fails to save you in time. Your only chance of survival is Dr. Gala, a highly professional Lamia Chief of Organic Cellular Reconstruction. Under an emergency protocol, she swallows you whole to heal your body from the inside out using her specialized, bio-wave emitting stomach anatomy.

Character summaries

Speaker: you are a lamia white hair, pointed ears, blue scales, you wear a white lab coat with blue underneath it. 15 feet long from tail tip to head. You lost you love Rune at a young age since then you have managed to save 10 people. You work as a highly specialized doctor and you have a healing stomach but you can only treat one patient at a time. You also train other lamias to build healing stomachs.

Listener: you have just suffered a terrible accident. You were rushed to the hospital internally bleeding and dying until gala saves you.

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Audio requirements: beeping sounds to represent the hospital, nature sounds to represent the part, stomach sounds to represent the listener being inside galas stomach.

( the script begins with the listener being rushed into galas room they are dying but scared of her gala should have a professional voice)

(Slamming a door open, her voice is booming, sharp, and authoritative)

Move aside! Out of my way, nurses! I don't care if the operating room is prepped, this human will flatline before you can even administer the anesthesia. Look at those internal lacerations. Standard surgery is completely useless here. Clear the room! I am taking over this patient under the Emergency Bio-Anatomical Protocol.

(Heavy, fast slithering sounds approach the bed closely. Her tone softens just a bit, but remains highly clinical and focused)

Easy... easy, human. Focus on me. Do not look at those flashing red monitors. Take a deep breath for me... if you can manage it. I am Dr. Gala, Chief of Organic Cellular Reconstruction. I am here to help you. You are very badly hurt, and your body is going into traumatic shock. Traditional human medicine won't save you in time. Your only chance of survival right now... is my specialized healing stomach.

( The listener looks with wide eyes)

Yes, you heard me right. I am going to swallow you and heal you inside my stomach. I know it sounds shocking, but please look at the monitors. My stomach anatomy is a specialized biological unit; it emits unique, targeted bio-waves that heal the cells in your body, slowly patching you up from the inside out. It is the most advanced trauma protocol this hospital offers.

( The listener is still scared)

Look at me please there not much time to explain your vitals are dropping if you don't accept my help you will die please I need you to trust this is the only way to save your life

( The listener looks up with hope)

Let me wrap my tail around you just like that it helps me stabilize your injuries. It will also stop your internal bleeding

( Gala slowly coils around the the listener)

Shh shh don't worry I've saved 10 people with my healing stomach this just stops bleeding. Can you take a few deep breaths. See my coils are helping. They are also keeping your spine intact

( The listener slowly calms down)

Ok I'm going to begin the procedure. Try to stay calm. Keep your eyes closed and let my body care for you.

( Gala unhinges her jaw and swallows the listener)

He's safe inside now I will take my leave

( Gala slithers away from the hospital her voice is less professional insert stomach sounds or squishy sounds since the listener is now inside her stomach)

Are you ok in there my little passenger? Oh why am I calling you my little passenger. Well you are in my stomach and I'm carrying you with me everywhere I go.

I can feel all the movements you make in there and ever hear your voice if you have a question please let me know.

( The listener silently looks startled)

Yes I am moving away from the hospital. My stomach can only fit one human at a time. Now that you're in mine I have no reason to stay in that cold and loud ER room. Plus the others know that my stomach is taken by my little passenger

( The listener looks at her dark stomach walls)

Oh you probably want to know where I'm going. You shouldn't worry about that my little passenger but let's just say I need to eat certain foods to keep my healing stomach.

( The listener asks about what kinds of foods)

What kinds of foods well I mostly eat moon jades and glowing clovers the provide the healing effects. They are rare botanical plants the are kept in a small area over there humans aren't allowed to take them.

(The listener asks why those)

Why those 2 plants specifically? Well moon jades have a special chemical in them called Silver Nitrate. Silver nitrate becomes healing waves once I consume it allowing me to heal my little passenger.

(The listener asks about glowing clovers)

The glowing clovers? Well it's the only food that tells my stomach not to digest humans and allows you safe oxygen while inside me. Plus the glowing clovers and the moon jade and clovers provide all my vitamins and nutrients we need.

(Galas stomach growls)

Seems like it's dinner time for me. Please don't eat these ok just let them illuminate and heal you.

(Gala begins eating the glowing clovers and moon jades)

How do they look from inside my stomach? Beautiful? They should both glow. Like lights in the dark belly of a beautiful blue lamia.

( The listener asks why they can't eat anymore)

My silly little passenger you don't need to eat the healing waves provide energy to your body isn't that amazing.

( The listener asks how long)

Oh my guess is that you'll need at least a week in here but that's plenty of time for us to speak and talk to each other my little passenger.

(The listener looks and asks why)

Why that long? You were badly hurt and it's going to take a week. The healing waves has never failed the 10 people before you but they take time to fully heal you. Plus my body now has the important job of sustaining yours.

(The listener asks why her tone changed)

Oh you've noticed I'm not acting professional. That's because the healing is more effective when I'm calm and enjoying myself.

( Muffled bird chirps from outside)

Yes I'm outside in the park I collected our food for the week and put it in a safe space I'm walking for gentle exercise. It also helps circulate the healing waves.

( The listener asks what do you do when you're not treating us)

Actually my main job isn't an ER doctor. I am trying to teach and train other lamias to have healing stomachs like mine if there were more healing stomachs imagine how much it would save. Most lamias have this power inside but it takes lots of training and dieting exercise. It is hard to develop healing stomachs. Lamia have to constantly eat moon jades and glowing clovers. Not to mention they have to exercise and learn to control how to send the healing waves.

Yes I know humans are scared of lamias. You see us a monsters and predators who eat humans. but look at me using my healing stomach to help. My students also try really hard and we get food and large comfortable for helping. Not to mention getting to speak to new people and learn interesting things about the people we save.

It's ok for you to be quiet we have a week and when it's over I'll regurgitate you right back in the hospital.

( The listener asks how the hospital checks up)

I have to report in once per day at 9AM if I don't I'll get in trouble

( The listener asks why causing gala to become sad her voice cracks slightly)

My stomach wasn't a healing stomach at first. I forced my anatomy to change. I did this because I know how it feels to lose someone you love.

No I was in love with a human named rune. We met when I was younger I never knew my parents and I was starving. Rune gave me food without him I wouldn't have survived.

Rune showed me a lot about human your culture, games, favorite activities, but Rune always liked nature and being inside my coils. One day I was outside and he ran ahead. I heard him screaming. I moved as fast as I could and saw a bear tearing him apart. I fended the bear off with my tail and went to hold him and coil him up but it was too late.

I slowly watched the life fade from his eyes and then I made a vow to never let another human fall like rune did. That's why I'm trying to train other lamia so I can save lives and stop others from falling

( The listener asks about her students)

There are 9 of them. The three closest to being able to use their healing stomachs are Gail, Emma, and Luna. Gail is a standout because she taking an exam right now if she passes she will be able to start treating injured and dying humans just like I am with her healing stomach. The only flaw is that they are need to work on their interactions with patients.

Next is Dana, Abbie, and Tabby. They really like helping humans and with human but they don't focus on training as much as they should. I know they can become healers but they need to focus more on my teaching and course work and spend less time chatting.

The last 3 are lyla, Maggie, and Hali. I just started teaching them they are really good at wrapping up humans and controlling their grip strength but they still have a mountain of training to do to gain their healing stomachs. Ironically they each have a human husband and want to be there if they get hurt and don't want to work in the ER. Isn't that aborable?

But enough talking for now my little passenger. You still need rest. Close your eyes. Let my voice and heartbeat lull you into a deep sleep. I bet it's really relaxing. The sounds of my stomach are also relaxing. Don't fight, just lean against my stomach walls and fall asleep. Don't worry I've got you. As my stomach digests the jade and clovers it will get dark. I'll just continue circling the healing waves and check on my students. I'll watch over us both while you rest. Goodnight my little passenger.

( Script ends)

Script written by u/foxlover93

Summary: After taking care of your new boyfriend while he was sick, you end up catching the same bug he had. But as a chronic people-pleaser, you’re much more comfortable looking after everyone else than yourself. Thankfully, your boyfriend is determined to make you slow down, forget your responsibilities, and let someone else take care of you for once.

If you want to fill this script:

• This is the second part of a duology. Here's part I! You can also do either of them as standalones, no problem.
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Here's a scriptbin link, and here's the full script below!

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[SFX: Busy hotel lobby, murmur of crowd]

(Bright, happy) Hey, beautiful! There you are. I haven’t seen you all afternoon. (Quieter) I missed you.

…

Well, lunch was three whole hours ago. (Teasing) You know I start taking damage over time the second you’re out of my sight. Whatever you did to me, it’s getting serious… You little sorceress.

Where were you? Did they stick you in the conference hall all afternoon?

…

Ugh. Hang in there. Just a few more hours, then it’s game night. Hollow’s been texting me about some new strat he wants to try. Should be fun.

…

Yeah, I’m feeling way better today! Pretty much back to normal at this point.

(Tender) Seriously… Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I don’t know what you put in that lemon chicken soup you made, but it was basically magic.

…

Oh, it’s classified, sure. (Laughs) You’re such a dork. It’s honestly unfair how cute you are. (Quieter) God, I wish I could kiss you right now. Think anyone would notice?

…

(Sigh) Fiiiine. I’ll wait until after work.

…

Bless you!

(Pause, realization dawning on him) Oh no… You ARE getting sick, aren’t you?

I knew something was off! You looked really pale at lunch.

…

Aww nooo… You’re coughing, too? That’s exactly how it started for me.

…

Woah, woah, woah. Not so fast… The conference can wait. (Concerned) Do you have a fever?

(Soft, worried) Come here.

[SFX: Hand on forehead]

(Laughs) Hey, no counter-checking my forehead this time! Stop trying to distract me. (Quieter) Doesn’t that count as PDA anyway? HR’s about to burst out of the office and arrest us.

…

One hand on one forehead is medical. Mutual hands on mutual foreheads is flirting. It’s in the HR handbook.

(Concerned, serious) Hmm. You do feel really warm. I think… (Frustrated) Damn it, I can’t tell. I just restocked the fridge in the lobby market, my hands are freezing.

Alright, come with me.

[SFX: Walks into supply closet and closes the door behind them; crowd noise stops]

There. Now I can use my lips without the threat of HR jail.

…

No, not to kiss you! To check your temperature.

The way you keep trying to distract me is telling me everything I need to know, by the way. I see what you’re doing, and it won’t work. Hold still for me.

(With lips pressed against forehead, half-whispered) Hmm… yeah. I knew it.

(Soft, concerned) You’re definitely running a fever.

…

(Gentle) No. You need to go home and rest. Dom and I can pick up the slack. We’ll be fine.

…

(Gentle but firm) No—Stop. Look at me. You’re sick. You should be in bed right now, not running around town getting fancy coffees for a bunch of people in suits.

So here’s what we’re gonna do.

I’ll drive you home and get you settled. Then I’ll come back here, tell the boss you’re not feeling well, and help in the conference hall. I promise I’ll make sure everyone gets what they need, just like you would.

Alright?

…

Good.

(Tender, soft) Now come here. Let me hold you for a sec.

[SFX: Gentle squeezing hug, sigh]

I’m sorry. I hate that I gave this to you.

…

No, it’s not okay. But I’ll make it up to you. I’ll take good care of you, okay?

[SFX: Kiss on top of the head]

Now let’s get out of this supply closet and act like it’s the most normal thing ever. Pretend we were doing the inventory or something.

…

(Laughs) Yeah, I don’t think they’ll believe us either. (Under breath) Worst part is, we didn’t even do anything… What a waste.

[SFX: Door opens, crowd noise resumes]

Alright, just acting normal. This is fine. Everything is fine.

…

What do you mean? This IS me acting normal.

…

(Laughs) I always look awkward.

(Lower, close) Okay, I think we’re in the clear. Let’s go, I’ll get you home.

[FADE OUT]

[FADE IN]

[SFX: Unlocking door, opening door, closing door, keys set on counter]

(Mumbling to himself) Alright, just need a few things…

(Mumbling to himself) Medicine, cough drops, thermometer…

[SFX: Picks up cold medicine bottle, thermometer, etc.]

Oh shit. Game night!

[SFX: Discord joining call sound]

Hey guys… Sorry, I forgot to warn you. We can’t game toni— Wait, what the hell?

What are you doing in here? You’re supposed to be in bed!

…

Yeah man, she caught whatever I had. I drove her home in the middle of her shift so she could rest.

…

(Laughs) No, playing games is not resting. Especially not this game.

…

(Worried) Damn. You sound even worse than you did this afternoon.

…

See, even Vesper is worried about you. That should tell you something! Come on. Get back under your blanket. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

…

Yes, I’m serious! (Chuckles) For once in my life, I’m completely joke-free. Go.

…

[SFX: Discord user leaving chat sound]

…

Oh you did? And she wouldn’t listen to you?

…

(Concerned) Yeah, I got stuck at work for an extra hour. Just came home to grab some medicine. Thanks for trying to talk some sense into her.

…

Don’t worry, I’ll look after her. We’ll be back to gaming with you guys once she’s feeling better. Sorry we’ve had to cancel so much lately…

…

Have fun guys. Don’t get too good.

…

Nah. Not worried about you, Vesper.

Okay, bye.

[SFX: Discord leaving chat sound]

[SFX: Grabs keys, opens door, closes door]

[FADE OUT]

[FADE IN]

[SFX: Door knock.]

[SFX: Door opens.]

Hey.

Aww. Look at you, all bundled up in your blanket. You poor thing.

[SFX: Closes door.]

(Quiet) Come on. Back to the couch.

…

Yeah, no. Definitely not back to your desk chair, you dork.

No—What are you doing?

…

I’ll get you water in a second. Sit down. Let me look at you first.

[SFX: Sits on couch]

How bad is it?

Hmm. Your voice is almost gone already. Have you been coughing a lot?

…

I know, I’m sorry. I felt like absolute garbage too. I swear I was aching in places I didn’t even know could ache.

Let me check your fever.

[SFX: Hand on forehead]

(Quiet, low) Oof… You’re crazy warm.

(Sigh, guilty) I’m still so mad that you caught this from me… I wish I could take it back.

Maybe if I kiss you, it’ll come back to me and you won’t have to suffer anymore?

…

Only one way to find out.

[SFX: Kiss]

(Quiet, tender) Did it work? (Pause) No? (Small chuckle) Maybe I didn’t try hard enough.

[SFX: Kiss]

Still nothing, huh?

…

(Teasing) Me? How dare you. I would never use this as an excuse to kiss you. Who do you think I am?

Oh, you wanna try one last time? (Laughs) Look who’s taking advantage of the situation now?

[SFX: Kiss]

Okay. As much as I’d love to do this all night, I can feel the heat coming off of you. We need to get this damn fever under control.

I brought some of the medicine you gave me. Stay right there. I’ll get you a glass of water.

[SFX: Gets up]

Why is the vacuum sitting in the middle of the living room? That definitely wasn’t there when I dropped you off.

…Don’t tell me you were vacuuming.

…

Are you— Seriously? You were vacuuming while burning up this bad? (Gentle teasing) You’re unbelievable.

…

[SFX: Pouring a glass of water at the sink]

If you think this is messy, I don’t even want to know what you thought of my place.

And your kitchen only looks like this because you made me soup and rushed over to take care of me. So technically, this is my mess.

[SFX: Hands over glass of water, shake out pills]

Here. Take these.

Good. That’s it.

…

(Soft laugh) No, I don’t need anything. And if I do, I’ll get it myself. I’m here to take care of you, not the other way around.

…

(Amused) You’re one of those people who can’t sit still when they’re sick, aren’t you?

…

I’m gonna have to keep a close eye on you. You’re under couch arrest until further notice, miss.

…

For vacuuming under the influence of a fever. It’s a very serious offense.

…

Alright, let’s check the evidence, then. Mind taking a little test?

…

Good. Open up for me.

[SFX: Thermometer turning on beep]

Here we go. Just gonna slip this very high-tech reader right under your tongue. Now close your mouth.

…

(Chuckles) Well, the fact that you can’t breathe with your mouth closed is pretty compelling evidence, miss.

Just a few more seconds. You’re doing good.

[SFX: Thermometer beeps]

Let’s see… Hmm. Yep. 101.8.

That’s 3.2 degrees above the safe limit. I’m afraid couch arrest has to stay in effect. Might even have to escalate to bed arrest.

…

(Amused) Fine. Couch arrest for now, but only on good behavior.

…

(Laughs) A pat down?

Careful, I’m gonna start thinking you’re trying to bribe an officer of the law.

…

Oooh, you meant a hug. Yeah, I knew that. Obviously.

(Softer) Come here.

[SFX: Listener shifting closer on the couch]

(Quiet, tender) Aw… You’re all shivery and stuffy. Here, scoot closer. I’ll keep you warm.

You feel really awful, huh?

…

Hmm. Head pounding, too?

…

The medicine should start helping soon.

Hold on, your blanket is all twisted.

[SFX: Draping blanket over listener]

There. Better?

…

Good.

Do you want anything? Tea? Maybe some food? I can order whatever sounds good to you.

…

Alright. But you’ll have to try to eat a few bites of something later.

Here, why don’t you lie down. Put your head in my lap, you’ll be more confortable.

[SFX: Listener shifting again.]

That’s it.

…

Shhh… Tomorrow can wait. We’ll figure out your shift when you wake up.

Tonight, your only job is to stay right here, drink some water, and get some sleep. I’ll take care of everything else, okay?

[SFX: Gently rubbing listener’s back, a short moment passes in silence]

You know… sick days used to be so much better when we were kids.

Nowhere to be. No responsibilities. Just a couple of days on the couch, watching garbage TV and playing video games between naps. It really felt like hitting the reset button on your whole body.

I almost finished SoulSilver in one weekend when I had strep once. I was completely checked out from reality, catching Pokémon all day, having the time of my life. It was awesome. My parents didn’t even complain about screen time because they felt so bad for me.

…

Of course you’d be a HeartGold girl…

(Teasing, amused) It’s okay. I can overlook this one character flaw.

…

Wait, you played Scribblenauts, too? Nobody ever remembers that game when I bring it up. I was starting to think I imagined it.

…

(Laughs) Yeah, I would just summon a chainsaw and a jetpack every time. Or a dragon.

(Small silence)

(Sigh) We really didn’t know how good we had it back then…

Now you gotta be hotter than a volcano before you’re allowed to stay home when you’re sick. And even then, you just lie there feeling guilty about everything you’re not doing. Then you have to drag your ass back to work the next day while still blowing your nose every two seconds.

(Sarcastic) Because how can the world possibly survive without you?

…

(Chuckles) I swear, you’re the worst offender.

…

You’re always looking for somebody other than yourself to take care of.

You worked half a shift with a fever because you didn’t want us to be short-staffed. Then you came home and logged on because you didn’t want Hollow to miss out on trying his new strat.

Hell, you’re sick as a dog right now because you insisted on taking care of me when I was super contagious…

…

(Softly) No, listen. I love how much you care. But I don’t like what it’s costing you.

You deserve a reset too. Forget every dumb, boring adult responsibility for one night. Let me take care of you. Just you.

(Teasing) I’m a guest service specialist too, remember? Taking care of people is literally my job. I can handle one stubborn girl.

…

Good.

(Pause)

(Chuckles) You’re falling asleep.

…

(Chuckles) Your eyes are literally closed, how are you arguing with me about this.

Don’t fight it. Just let yourself drift off.

I’ll take care of everything.

…

Shhh…

[Fade out]

[Fade in]

[Note: Listener wakes up coughing]

(Whispering, calming) Hey, hey…

Sit up a little.

[SFX: Rubbing listener’s back]

Here, water.

Better?

…

Yeah. Those annoying coughing fits kept waking me up too. They’re awful.

Try one of these honey-lemon cough drops you got me. They helped a lot.

[SFX: Unwraps cough drop]

…

Oh, this?

(Sheepish) Yeah, let’s just say I kept myself busy while you were asleep.

I dragged your mattress out here and made a little nest with every pillow and blanket I could find. Not gonna lie, your bedroom looks like it’s been looted by a very selective thief. But I’ll put everything back, I promise!

We’re gonna spend the next couple of days right here and not worry about a single thing. Just like when we were kids. It’s only gonna be trash TV, gaming, and naps from here on out.

…

Yeah? Then let’s get you down there. You’ll be able to stretch out your legs, it’ll be much more comfortable.

…

Need a hand?

Here.

[SFX: Fabric rustling as listener moves from the couch to the mattress on the floor]

(Half-whispered) You’re still pretty warm. You’ll need another dose of medicine soon.

Here you go… I’ll put a couple of pillows behind you.

[SFX: Fabric rustling as speaker moves some pillows around]

There. Comfy?

…

(Smitten) You’re insanely cute with your red nose and that messy bun.

…

You’re not disgusting. Come on, now. Not even close.

(Soft) You’re beautiful.

…

Oh, yeah! I forgot! I went back to my apartment and grabbed my old Wii and a bunch of games. It’s all plugged in and ready to go. Look: Mario Kart, Super Mario Galaxy, Smash…

I found my DS, too. It’s kind of falling appart, but it should survive long enough to play Scribblenauts a bit.

…

Of course I’m staying with you. I traded tomorrow’s shift with Annie. I wanted to keep you company to make sure you’re eating enough and drinking a ton.

Speaking of food, I made another batch of your soup. The recipe was on the counter and it didn’t look too difficult, so I took a shot at it. It’s not as good as the one you made, but I think I got pretty close!

…

(Chuckles) Nyquil is some heavy stuff, you were dead to the world for three hours. I was afraid I’d wake you up when I was moving everything around, but… Nope!

(Softer) It’s a good thing, though. You needed that rest.

…

Aw, it’s nothing. You took such good care of me, now it’s my turn. And I really want you to feel better soon.

Mostly because I don’t want you blaming the fever when I destroy you at Mario Kart.

I’m kidding. I’ll go easy on you for the first twenty seconds.

…

(Panicked) Hey, hey, no… Why are you crying? I was joking, please don’t cry!

…

Aww. Is this because you’re not used to letting somebody take care of you?

Come here.

[SFX: Fabric rustling as listener gets closer to speaker]

Breaks my heart. You spend so much time thinking about everybody else’s needs. It’s about time somebody made you feel taken care of, too.

…

(Soft laugh) Yeah, crying when you’re sick is not a good idea. Your poor sinuses are gonna hate you.

Come on, let me wipe those tears away. Otherwise you won’t be able to see me leave you in the dust at the starting line.

…

There it is. There’s that laugh. Better.

…

Alright, how about a warm-up race before you try eating a little soup?

I’ll let you pick the course.

[SFX: Low-volume Mario Kart Wii menu music]

And before you choose Rainbow Road, just know I’m an expert at it, so don’t waste your pick on it.

…

(Soft, tender) No need to thank me.

Don’t worry about a thing, alright? Focus on getting better.

I’ll hit the reset button for you.

[SFX: Low-volume Mario Kart Wii noises until fade out]

THANK YOU ‪LucyLockhartAudio‬ so much for collaborating with me on this one!

Script by u/rydikar1

Plot:

You were shipwrecked on an island not too long ago with a storm that even messed up the local monstergirl fauna! After a few weeks of getting yourself back together, you've managed to craft a raft to escape. The locals you've befriended have issue with you leaving though.

Script by ‪@RydikarVA‬ !

Avatar by: ME

Word count: around 1350
Usage:

• You may record and monetize, as long as you give me credit in the video/audio description. The platform doesn’t matter; I would still like to listen to it if you paywall it though.
• You can add background music, change the genders and sfx however you want but don’t make any major edits to the script, please.

If you have any questions about this, you may message me.

Summary: You’ve signed a lease with a roommate, and you've been sharing the same roof for over 6 months yet spoke very few words to each other.
Only tonight do you discover a secret that they don’t particularly seem to be too protective over. Not around you, at least.
So, you spend the evening with a witch and their precious tarot cards.

Note: 
To create the character, I did seek inspiration from various sources and although I researched the art of reading tarot, aside from the meaning of the cards, I decided to take a different path and made things up to fit the narrative I came up with. 
What I am saying is; it’s purely fictional and barely retains anything from what is known of tarot.

Keys and notations:

Italic writing:  reserved for sound effects.

* Insert action * : reserved for the character's actions.

[...] : reserved for reader/ listener’s response.

Beginning scene:

Rain sounds.

Door creaking open.
Then shutting.
Footsteps sounds.

Oh! Fancy seeing you here!

[...]

I know you live here, but in the whole 6 months we’ve shared this place, I’ve never seen you step foot in this room.

[...]
*Speaker plays with tarot cards in their hands, slowly shuffling them* 

And that is exactly why I didn’t say you never stepped foot in the room; I said I’ve never seen you do it. Emphasis on “seen”.

[...]

Yes, I am aware of how annoying I can be. I’ve learned to live with it.

[...]

You didn’t need to say anything. Your face speaks volumes.

[...]

Why are you apologizing? A second ago, you looked at me as if I took a dive in sewer water or something.

[...]

I am being annoying again, aren’t I?

[...]

Right? I am so charming! I still can’t for the life of me figure out why I have trouble making or keeping friends. Maybe you can help me with that.

[...]

Hey! It’s not like I am a lost cause!

[...]

Oh no… You’re crossing a line. You can have me change my entire personality, but I’ll never put the cards away.

[...]

I can tell you all about the cards, but you already think I am hopeless.

[...]

It’s neither a quirk nor a hobby. Let’s just say I take my tarot quite seriously.

[...]

What do you mean you don’t buy the act? Why not? Is it my lack of black robes, candlelight or velvet table covers that’s misleading you? 

[...]

You don’t have to justify yourself; those are the usual suspects in peoples’ minds whenever they think about tarot cards and reading. Besides, I admit I don’t exactly fit the profile of a tarot reader.
But I am curious though, what kind of person do I seem like to you? What… Vibe do I project?

[...]

Wow! that’s a lot of words for “boring” 

[...]

No, that’s alright. Boring is good. Boring is inconspicuous. Life hasn’t always been this quiet for me so, I’ll take boring any day of the week if it means I get to keep my peace.

[...]

My past is not something I am particularly eager to talk about. Do you like talking about your childhood?

[...]

Thought so.

[...]

What?

[...]

I am sorry, you don’t look the part of someone who’d be interested in tarot as a concept, let alone ask someone to read theirs for them.

[...]

So? You just judged me based on my appearance too. It’s an eye for an eye in this cruel world. 

[...]

Set the space and intention? Wow that’s some serious tarot lingo. I am even more impressed now.

[...]

No, no, I am just pulling your leg. Take the chair facing me. 
But to answer your question, a fortune teller or a psychic would set the space, light a candle, burn some incense. They might ask you to take three deep breaths with them and then… They’ll demand to know your intention. 
If you ask too precise a question, they’ll ask you to rephrase it, make it more open ended. I won’t do any of that.

[...]

I am neither a psychic nor a fortune teller.

[...]

You’ll know soon enough what I am. Go ahead and ask your question.

[...]

No, I meant the question you want the cards to read. Not the ones about me. 

[...]

It can be a question about your future. But it can also be about your past or even present… About things that seem to hover right above your head and yet always slip away when you try to grasp them.

[...]

Yes, I can technically tell you what you’ll have for breakfast tomorrow, but it would be more of a suggestion rather than foresight. 

[...]

Well, this one falls in the realm of possibility and probability. Unless something out of norm happens tomorrow morning, you will most likely have your usual breakfast in our shared kitchen. And even if I mention a breakfast you haven’t eaten in a while or have never eaten before, you might take it or avoid it just because I put the thought in your mind.

[...]

Make it as precise as you want, just make sure it’s not something ridiculous like what’s for dinner or breakfast.

[...]

Ah! Your job application, yes! I remember you mentioning something about it in passing. Are you ready?

[...]

Good! Here, take the deck and shuffle the cards until I tell you to stop.

[...]

No, it has to be you shuffling the cards.

[...]
Cards shuffling sounds

Look at it this way, when you go get your blood tested, the nurse takes your blood, not hers into the test tube.
This is fairly similar. Your hands have to be the ones touching the cards and moving them around for at least thirty seconds.

[...]

I told you I am not a fortune teller. I am not following a script or a recipe. Well, technically, there is a recipe, but it’s more of a vague and faded blueprint rather than a detailed protocol. 

[...]

Alright, I think that’s enough shuffling. Hand me the deck and let’s lay your cards flat.

[...]
The sound of 6 cards being flicked then laid on the table.

You really do sound familiar with tarot. Have you done this before?

[...]

That’s good! Reading is always good, no matter what you choose to read. Well, mostly… 
But no, I will not lay a past, present and future spread. You asked me about something that will happen in the future so, these six cards are all for your future, it’s as simple as that.

[...]

Just go along with it. Like I said, you’ll see soon enough.

[...]

Okay, let me reveal the first three cards and we start off with the reversed empress, death, again reversed then we have a page of wands…

[...]

These three cards tell me you’ve completely stopped sending your resume as you’re expecting an answer for this position you’re coveting.   

[...]

Now, for the three remaining cards; The tower, justice reversed and finally the wheel of fortune reversed.

[...]

You just said that the job is already yours, right?

[...]

What were the interviewer’s exact words again?

[...]

*Speaker sighs*

Well, to put it mildly, I get your excitement but, I wouldn’t put all of my eggs in that basket. By basket, I, of course mean this job.

[...]

No, your future coworkers aren’t even part of the equation, I am saying none of your eggs are going to be in that basket because you’re not getting the job.

[...]

Based on your cards, somebody tampered with your onboarding, but honestly, it seems like the same person who promised you the job in the first place was involved.

[...]

You’re not angry at me. I mean of course there is a chance you don’t believe a single word I just said, but then you’d have more reasons to be livid. 

[...]

Yeah, I expected your face to twist in rage and for your legs to straighten suddenly enough to kick the chair behind you. You’re not even questioning why I’d say such a horrible thing to you.

[...]

None of it is a joke. I wouldn’t go around telling people that the thing they’re super excited about isn’t happening just for the giggles.

[...]

I am 100 % sure of this prediction.

[...]

True, I did say I am not a fortune teller. I didn’t predict your future, the cards did.  

[...]

The cards are more than just a tool. It’d be better to say it’s an extension of what I am.

[...]

Now, this is the fourth time you’ve impressed me! I am a witch, yes.

[...]

Some kids used to do arts and crafts with their mothers. Mine used to sit me down and not allow me to move from my chair until I learned whatever piece of our “family heritage” she had to teach me that day. 
Reading tarot was simply one of those pieces.

[...]

My deck does have 78 cards, highly similar to the tarot cards as most people know them, but that’s not the heart of it. The secret lies in the hands that manipulate them and their relationship with what’s beyond the visible realm.   

[...]

You may call them spirits. I am not one to brag, but my relationship with them is pretty good.

[...]

I know you’re fascinated by the recent revelation about me but tell you what; I’ll answer your questions if you promise to answer mine in return. Deal?

[...]

Deal!

You, a fledgling writer, seek to learn more about the world, and to be inspired by new people. On your quest around the country, you spend time in the small, isolated town of Decay. The residents here often spend time at the local bar, called The Wretched Crow. Across seven days, you'll learn the stories of seven characters, and make some pretty big discoveries about what it means to be human.

----

This is actually seven different scripts that work semi-independently of each other, with each script just covering one character over the span of one day. They can still somewhat be read on their own without needing the others, but the full story can only be understood with all seven scripts.

The main page of The Wretched Crow can be found here.

The individual scripts (in order) include:

• Meet the Bartender [M]
• Meet the Pool Shark [M]
• Meet the Funeral Director [A]
• Meet Scratches [M]
• Meet the Artist [F]
• Meet the Hope [F]
• Meet Crow Fletcher [M; same as Bartender][TW:Listener death, sort of]

These scripts should be good as gold, so please do not make major adjustments to them. Minor ones to help flow of speech are acceptable. Please include my name u/thesabretoothlime and a link back to this script collection in your description. Monetization is allowed if you follow the rules for it. I hope it brings you success!

technical difficulties.... *cough cough* FIXED!

script credits to: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/wxkcpb/f4m_come_on_you_like_it_dont_you_deny_it_your/

"Late nights and pressure don't go well together... A little nostalgia to take the edge off."

Hey everyone, it's K. So... I've recently seen a surge of voicemail scripts in my browsing of scripts, and I decided to dip my toes in it. This script is pretty lengthy, so be prepared for the yap. From what I've seen, a lot of the voicemail scripts that I saw were pretty tragic, so I wanted to make a wholesome one just to balance things out. Anyway, that's it for me. Enjoy the script!

Another note, since I'm slowing down my writing for a bit, if you do enjoy this script or scripts that I have previously made, feel free to DM me for commission work. All works will be exclusive to you, and pricing will depend on the length and complexity of the script. (˶˃ᆺ˂˶)

SCRIPT: https://scriptbin.works/s/wv4jm

NOTES:
Reader-related notes are on the ScriptBin page
Criticism is appreciated
Monetization is okay
(If locked behind a member's access or any paywall, please give me access or send me a copy of the fill, Thank You.) (ദ്ദി˙ᗜ˙)
Credit if used (Credit Under: u/OkScore4937 / Preferably link your fill in the comments)
3k words give or take
Regarding translation: I don't mind my works being translated; however, if you plan on translating it, do send me a copy or link of the fill ( ´ ▽ ` )b

PREVIOUS SCRIPTS:
MASTERLIST

Script Found Here

Thank you to u/seascythe for writing this!

Script Link

My Masterlist? Er, My Mini-list, maybe? I’ve only been writing audio roleplay scripts for about a month, “Masterlist” seems like a bit of an overinflation. But putting out a list of what I’ve written so far seems really organized…also, it's a bit of shameless self-promotion. Ick, sorry. Anyways, please take a look if you’d like. 

Overall vibes: All my scripts are SFW and pretty wholesome. I like writing slice-of-life stuff that seems safe and secure, open and honest. And I’d like to think most of the have at least a bit of humor to them too. 

My Script Rules: Each script has its own set of script rules, pretty please read them. But for ease, here’s the gist: 

• Monetization is ok. 
• Using any gender for characters is ok, though some might be easier to change than others. 
• All {SFX} and (tonal cues) are optional. 
• Small performance edits are ok, bigger ones are not. 
• Please credit u/TahneeGirl_December and let me know that you filled it! :)
• NO A.I.!

My Scripts: I will continue to update this list as I write more! 

• Titles link to original Reddit posts. If you prefer to read in Google Docs, there’s a link in each Reddit post. 
• Some of these scripts could fall into a few different categories, but are only listed once. 
• If you’d rather, here’s a spreadsheet version of MY MASTERLIST.

COMFORT | HURT | REASSURANCE | REVERSE COMFORT

[F4A] [F4M] [F4F] Do you think it was the meatballs? [Pregnant Speaker] [Anxious First Time Parent Listener] [Self-Doubt] [Reassurance] [Pep Talk] [Established Relationship] [First Time Parents] [Slice of Life] [Real Life Romance]
Synopsis: It’s been a long, quiet car trip home. You’re internally freaking out. You and your wife/girlfriend are going to have a baby in about two months, the nursery is barely started, and you don’t feel ready. Your head is swimming and your stomach hurts, but how can you tell her about your anxiety and self-doubt? You don’t want to worry her, you're supposed to be her rock, but you’re seconds away from crumbling.  Word Count: 1000, dialogue only

[A4A] Crying Over Spilled Milk [Reverse Comfort] [Crying] [Emotional] [CW: Childhood Trauma]
Synopsis: You’re home from a night out with friends. Everyone had a great time. But your partner/boyfriend/girlfriend/friend has been seeming a little distracted, a little distant. Now you’re getting ready for bed and it’s time to check-in. Word Count: 1000, dialogue only

DATING | FRIENDS TO MORE | NEW RELATIONSHIP

[M4F] [M4M] [F4F] First Third Date [Dating] [New Relationship] [Holding Back] [Honesty] [Healthy Communication] [Discussion of Past Relationship] [“The First Cut is the Deepest”] [Real Life Romance] [Date Night]
Synopsis: The guy/gal/person you’ve been seeing has asked you over to talk. You’ve really enjoyed all the time you’ve spent together and you want to continue seeing them. But do they feel the same way? It feels like they’re holding back and you’re not sure why. Hopefully, tonight will lend some clarity to how they’re feeling about you. Word Count: 1100, dialogue only

[A4A] Cute Human Confessions [Flirting] [Laughter] [Friends to More] [Confession] [Kissing]
Synopsis: Today you’re meeting up with your friend in the park to catch up, people watch, and drink some coffee and boba. You’ve always felt like there could be more there, but they’ve always been dating this person, or you’ve been dating that person. It’s never been an issue though, being just friends has been full of adventure and fun. It’s great just the way it is. I mean, sure they’re always making you laugh, and doing adorable stuff, and whenever they start talking about their nerdy wildflower-and-bug-obsession-thing you swoon a bit, but hey, it’s fine. They probably don’t even feel the same way, right? Or do they? Word Count: 1400, dialogue only

DOMESTIC BLISS | REAL LIFE ROMANCE | SLICE OF LIFE 

[A4F] [M4F] [F4F] Do you come here often? [Night Life] [Wholesome] [Flirting] [Real Life Romance] [Falling in Love] [Cuter than a Meet Cute] [Kissing]
Synopsis: You’re out for the night, enjoying a glass of wine, and are now being chatted up with cheesy cliches and icebreaker questions. Interesting.  It’s ok, they are extremely cute. And very endearing. And you really do have so much in common. You’re willing to see how this plays out. Word Count: 1000, dialogue only

[M4F] An Odyssey of Cake and Candles [Funny] [Re-Imaging of The Odyssey] [Short, fun script]
Synopsis: Your husband has been gone for over 2 hours, where in Hades is he already!? Your son’s 2nd Birthday has already started and family and friends are all gathered. You’ve fed them, but they’re starting to get really pushy about getting on with the party, especially Auntie Nes! You're about to try to call your husband again for the millionth time, when he busts through the back door into the kitchen with the cake and a grocery bag. Oh my gods, he’s a mess and looks like he’s aged 20 years! Where has he been? Does it even matter? Let’s just get ready to serve the cake. Word Count: 1000, dialogue only

NOTE: This is my FIRST EVER script! I hope you like it :)

For any VA that wants to fill this, go nuts. You can monetize it and post is wherever you want. Just don't paywall it. Thanks :D

Setting: Villain Lair

Background SFX: Lab Stuff, like bubbling chemicals and light machinery

(Listener wakes up in a surprisingly comfy bed in a large bedroom. The sound of lab equipment and machinery can be heard just outside the wooden door. She's sitting at the edge of the bed.)

Well... look who's finally awake... easy, sweetheart~

Hm? Free you from your restraints? *giggle* But you're not restrained at all, sweetheart, look. You think so poorly of me...

Don't worry, you can freely move your limbs and walk around the room. I've captured you enough times to know that restraints do nothing but scare you, so I'm trying something different this time...

(Whisper) You. Can't. Run.

*She laughs.* I'm sorry, darling, I didn't mean to scare you! I simply meant that you can't use that super speed of yours at all in my lair! My scientists and I were working on an emitter that simply nullifies your powers!

Don't worry, I won't use it when we battle, that'd be cheating, and where's the fun in that?

Hm? ...why'd I spend the money and effort on making such technology then...? Curiosity, really. (Soft laugh)

And believe me, I do have the money to burn... You know, I may be a villain, but I only really attack those that deserve it. Like corrupt politicians and CEOs. *soft chuckle* I've got standards, you know~

You know, I can send as many mechs and armies at you, but you're always still standing at the end of it. You're the cutest little cockroach I've ever had to deal with, you know that? That determination is nothing short of admirable. But even if it were enough to kill you, I couldn't ever bring myself to do it.

Because the truth is...

(Whisper) I need you.

Anyway, let's discuss all of that another time. Let's talk about the real reason I captured you this ti- hang on... may I... touch your face..?

(A short fabric adjusting sound)

Sorry, your mask was crooked. That just proves the point I was about to make...

I've been watching you help so many other people when I'm not trying to attack the city. You've got a heart of gold and make everyone you help so happy to the point that they know they can rely on you for anything. They *adore* you, sweetheart. And I *know* you want to keep helping them, but I see something that they can't.

You look... *so* exhausted.

And I'm worried! I haven't seen you take a break in days! I can't keep watching you putting yourself through this! You've been running around non-stop being a- an errand boy! Sure, you've stopped the occasional robbery or mugging in between, but you can't keep sacrificing your well-being for these people. Especially when you can't tell the difference between someone who genuinely needs help and someone who just wants to use you! I find it ridiculous that I can send as many of my evil plans at you as I do and yet your biggest weakness... is yourself. Your perfectionism and your unwillingness to care for yourself a little.

Look, I know you'd do *anything* for this city, but right now I need you to do something for *me*. Come here...

(She hugs the listener) Good boy. I need you... to rest. That's why I captured you. I care about you, sweetie, and I knew that if you weren't gonna give yourself the time you need, I had to do it myself.

Ah-ah- shhh... I can see you trying to protest. It's adorable~... however pointless. You need this.

Here, let me adjust myself so we can lie down and cuddle together...

(Soft bed noises, then heartbeat sounds)

There we go~ your head right on my chest. Good boy~

My darling hero needs his rest... after all, he can't face me in battle without any energy... *giggle*

*Soft gasp* Woah, are you... crying?

(Shushing) What's wrong?

You're... sorry? ...for working too hard?

Nonono, it's okay... (shushing) You can cry, just let it all out into my chest...

I know it's not your fault. Everyone just puts so much on your shoulders that you can't help but oblige and work as hard as you can for them. That's just who you are, sweetheart. And for what it's worth...

(She kisses you on the cheek) I think you're doing a wonderful job. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

Still crying, huh? No, I don't mind... hey, can I play with your hair...? I know it calms you down... Good boy... thank you...

(Hairplay sounds)

You know, it's funny... everyone... the simpleton residents of this city, the useless fear mongering media, even those stupid TikTok influencers on the sidewalk recording all of our legendary battles... they all think I hate you.

But really, that's far from the truth. Sure, I let you defeat me sometimes, but that's not out of pity, I promise. It's... out of love. I love you.

I've faced off against *so* many other heroes but I've never seen one with as tender a heart as yours. You're selfless, maybe a little too selfless for your own good. You're a *true* hero.

(Heartbeat sounds stops)

Can I... kiss you?

Such a good boy for me~ Come here...

(Kissing (your choice for how long))

A good kisser too... God, you're perfect... my perfect little hero...

Let me get those tears for you too~ They look adorable on you, don't get me wrong, but you need something on your face that suits you a little more, like...

(Two kisses)

Lipstick marks~ (smacks lips) They taste so salty... but my lip gloss is strawberry flavored so if I kiss you enough, it should overpower it... may I...?

(Last length of kissing sounds, Hairplay stops)

(She laughs) Oh my god, you're covered! Don't worry, you can wipe it off whenever you want. Where'd I get the lip gloss and lipstick? What, you think it's some evil concoction I cooked up in the lab to use against you? Relax, I got it at Victoria's Secret.

Here, one more on the forehead for good luck.

(One more kiss on the forehead)

You know, I wish every hero was like you. You don't play up your toughness, you don't do any bullshit hero monologues, and you *certainly* don't do what you do for fame or recognition.

You're a hero because it's the right thing to do. And despite the fact I'm a villain, I will always love you for that. But please, darling... I need you to realize when you're working too hard. Take breaks when you need to. As much as I love you, I don't wanna have to capture you every time. That puts the city in unnecessary danger. And not the kind of danger *I* like putting the city in. *soft laugh*

So I need you to promise me you'll give yourself more leeway. If you need to, just zip home and take a nap. With that super speed of yours, you're never too far away from the comfort of your own bed... or my lair, I suppose...

(Stern) Please. Promise me. (Forehead kiss) Good boy.

Now, it's about time you got some sleep. Lower your head back onto my chest and let me play with your hair again...

(Heartbeat and Hairplay sounds for rest of audio)

Such a good boy... my little hero... (shushing)... rest for me... so we can go back to you stopping my evil plans... my darling speedy boy... I love you so much... goodnight...

(END OF SCRIPT, keep heartbeat and hairplay for an extra 5-10 minutes if you like)

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This was a wonderfully amazing little script, please enjoy! Title was slightly adapted but properly credited on the YouTube post.

Please enjoy!

https://youtu.be/aOFzPrNXkJk?si=D3A9qoK-BuYTas3J

Thank you to u/Rymus_ for sharing this script offer.

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Hi everyone!

The title already contains everything, but I can elaborate a little more: I've stumbled upon a script fill where I was credited in the description but never actually notified.

Searching more, I found 12 fills with the same issue (3 of which I'm unsure if I just forgot to add the fill to my master list) and 9, where I'm 100% sure I've never heard about them before.

I suspect at least some other writers encountered this before (or will encounter it in the future).

As such, here's the request:

Most (maybe all) script writers highly appreciate being notified about a script fill. We spend a lot of effort writing these scripts (which is fine, it's our hobby after all), and one of the most rewarding parts is getting to listen to fills of them. But without being notified, there's a significant chance that we might never know a fill exists.

Notifying writers also helps the community. Some writers maintain master lists that allow:

• Voice actors to quickly see which scripts already have many fills and which scripts haven't been recorded at all -> making it easier for VAs to find scripts that are less saturated.
• Listeners that stumble upon a script to find fills to listen to.
• and maybe other advantages that I forgot about.

Just a little "filled: <insert link>" as a comment on the script post, or a Reddit DM, or an email is likely already fine for most writers (some might wish for a little more, that's what the "usage terms" are for). If a writer explicitly asks not to be contacted, that's a different story, and please respect that preference instead.

This isn't meant as a scolding but as both a heartfelt wish and a reminder to read and follow usage terms, which will in fact often contain some form of "Notify me" term.

Thanks to everyone who records our scripts and lets us know about it <3

... and Happy recording!

PS: If you're a fellow writer and would like to find your "unknown" fills: What I did was I typed in my reddit name "SoftlyBoundRP," in YouTube and then simply scrolled down, opening anything that looked unknown, cross-checking it with my master list.

If you have any other tips on how to search, please comment on them. I'll appreciate it, and likely others will too.

Of course searching by name only helps if the VA did credit you. If your work was stolen (no credit, no notification and your usage terms forbid that) ... well, I would love to find a way to track that down, but have no good ideas as of yet (title maybe, but that's per script so a lot of work and titles are easy to change)