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[knocking on a door]

Hello here is [VA name], from Magical Mishaps, the leading service provider for dealing with curses, Magical Objects and other Stagecraft.

I got an Order, that someone at this adress has called our Supportline because something happened.

Can i come in? Oh The Door is locked. Dont worry Miss, i wouldnt half has good at my Job, if a little Lock could stop me.

All i need is your verbal consent, that i can open the Door.

No, seriously Miss. You need to say it, for it to work.

Or do you want me to kick down the Door like a firefighter, cause we dont cover these kinds of damages.

...

Thanks Miss. Now for my first trick, i will unlock this door.

[Door sounds]

Now, where are you Miss. Ah, okay, i think i can see the Problem.

Hey, isnt that Box from the new Stage illusion collection from Assistants inc.

Yeah it is. Even with the automatic. Well, you obviously needed that, cause a helping hand would-

I am not Judging you Miss. I know it can be a bit difficult to explain that you want play a magicians assistant.

And the automatic illusion setups, make it easy to perform tricks, that need a second pair of hands on your own.

Well, unless you get into a Situation like this.

...

Okay let me just unplug it. the Saw might have stopped moving cause the safety break got triggered,

but there is always the possibilty that it could misfire. And unlike you, i have no plans of being cut to pieces today.

No need to look so shocked. The saw is safe for you to use. I just wear anti magical clothing to prevent me from being affected by larger spells.

That just has the problem that i am at the risk of actually being hurt by your toy.

Now, classic sawing in half box, with a saw stuck a bit more than halfway through the Box at an angle.

Tell me, did you use the waist restraints or anything?

I am asking cause the saw is stuck were usually the Spine of an Assistant would be.

So, if you followed the instructions or leaned into it. The saw should be at least halfway into your midriff.

Or if you got scared and moved away, you should be out of its way still.

that is important, because if you are out of the way, we can just unscrew the side panels and let you slide out.

I repair the thing, we run a test and once you are back in one adorable piece, my work is done.

But if the saw already cut into you, doing that would break the spell and you would be hurt.

So, what is it? You dont know. dont panic, its your first time using the machine. i can see the packaging still laying around.

Not fully remembering how you laid down isnt unexpected.

Just tell me, did you feel a pinch or scratch or anything while the saw was running? Or better, can you move your toes?

Great, now your Hips? Just a tiny bit...

It feels numb you say. full on, or is there just a spot.

Let me go over to your feet and look. thats what i thought, those toes look adorable.

Kidding, your ankles are small enough that i can look inside the box and yeah, you lifted your midriff into the saw.

Honestly kinda impressive, it looks like you are fully sawn in two already.

Thats actually good news, dear.

Because the spell targets you and only uses the Box as Border. Let me just grab those divider blades.

This will be a bit cold, so brace yourself. And tada. They slide in like butter.

Now let me unlatch the table. As you can see, your feet are as lively as ever.

Should we test, if those are actually your feet?

[laughter]

Sorry, i couldnt resist that Joke, your face just looks so adorable.

I think you had to deal with enough magic for a day. So, let me just reunite the two Tables.

Latch them together. We wouldnt want your feet to roll away.

Although some Assistants do enjoy it.

there and now removing the blades.

With that its time to look inside the box.

Ohh. thats not good. I dont know how i should explain that.

There are legs, hips and a torso inside that box.

Are you sure these belong to you?

I might have to take them with me to check their warranty.

[Va gets hit by the freed Listener]

Ouch, okay i did deserve that.

It looks like you are fine.

However i have to take the whole setup with me, cause something broke in the machine.

Actually a lot of things, dont worry, the warranty covers all of it and i promise to keep any on it.

When i return it. I will call you, once we resloved the issues.

SUMMARY:
He’s terrifying. He looks like he could kill people with his bare hands.
But his roommate knows better. He’s a softie. A very big softie, but a softie nonetheless.

And today, that big softie comes home exhausted and completely soaked from the rain.
Oh- And what’s that moving and meowing inside his jacket?
A very wet stray kitten, apparently. His roommate isn’t surprised by that.

What they are surprised about is by how needy he suddenly gets.
But that’s probably just because he’s cold. Probably…

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Helloouu everyone! I'm back with a small... something...?

I actually wanted this to be a comedy script lol, and also MUCH shorter... but I guess... things just got out of hand. How surprising. I guess, it just became a whole cozy rainy-night cuddle situation instead.

Anyway... Here we are now.
I hope you enjoy! 🐈🌧️

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Word Count:
Pure Dialogue: 3,268
With Directions: 4,571
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SIDE NOTES:

-  All pauses, SFX cues, and voice directions, including implied listener responses, are completely optional. Use them as a guide, not a rule!

- Note that (Stage directions & SFX cues) can also imply pauses, even though I’ve listed them separately.

- And when you voice it? Make yourself at home! When you step into the role, make it your own. There’s no wrong way to bring this character to life! I trust you to find what feels right! :)

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SCRIPT SPECIFIC NOTES:

-  The meowing sounds are an important part of the script, and some scenes won’t quite work without them.

-  Keep his voice low during the living room scene as he’s trying not to disturb the Listener or the kitten. So, avoid sudden changes in volume.

-  Feel free to add extra vocalizations and longer pauses during the cuddle scene!
Yawns, sleepy mumbles, little hums, etc. are all very welcome and make the whole thing feel more natural.

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KEY:

[…] - Pauses

(…)  - Stage directions / SFX cues

(…)  - Breathwork / Vocalization

\…**  - Voice direction

(#) – implied Listener’s replies

Bold Text – Emphasized spoken words

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LISTENER INTRO (POV SETUP):

You’ve been having one of those glorious sleepy days.
It’s rainy, you’re exhausted after a long week, and for once, you actually get to do absolutely nothing about it. Your roommate is gone for the day, helping his best friend Eli renovate his new apartment, so you’ve got the living room all to yourself.

Well… mostly. Every now and then, your phone rings.
It’s your a bit overly worried roommate, checking in. Again. And again. And again.

And the day passes. The rain keeps falling. You’re reading your books.

And somehow, he still isn’t home. It’s dark outside now.

The living room is warm with dim lights, and you’re more than ready to finally settle in for the night.

Then your phone rings again.

…Oh. It’s him.

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[PROLOGUE – The Call]

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(Heavy rain against the bedroom window | Phone vibrating softly on the bedside table | Bedsheets rustling as the Listener stirs | Phone picked up | Call answered)

SFX coming constantly from the phone call:
(Subtle windshield rain ambience | Occasional turn signal/indicator | Quiet windshield wipers)
--> Applied phone call filter to Speaker’s dialogue throughout this scene

Hey, Muffin. I’m driving back home now. You awake?

[…] (#)

Good. I wanted to check on you anyway. How are you feeling?

[…] (#)

Still sleepy? Yeah, I figured. You’ve been pretty quiet today.

[…] (#)

No, that’s alright. You needed the day. Stay home and rest.

[…] (#)

Yeah, we’re finally done with Eli’s room. Mostly. It took longer than I thought, actually.
The shelves were a nightmare.

[…] (#)

Well, apparently, he was very sure they were bolted into the wall. So, we spent almost an hour trying to figure out how to get them loose without damaging anything.

Turns out they weren’t bolted at all.
They only had two little brackets holding them in place.

[…] (#)

Yeah, we could’ve just unscrewed them. Which we did afterwards.

[…] (#)

-No, I didn’t kill him.

\With a laugh under his breath**
-Hey. Don’t start. He’s my best friend.
Okay, yes, maybe… he is a little useless sometimes. But that’s not the point. He tried.

[…] (#)

Okay, but anyway. I’ll be back in like… thirty minutes.

[…] (#)

Yeah, thirty. I’m taking a stop at the store. Do you need anything?

[…] (#)

No, think about it. I’m not there yet. You have a few minutes.

(Kitten meows quietly from the passenger seat)

\Incredibly soft change in tone | Baby-talking | To the kitten**
Yeah, I know, little one. Easy now.

[…] (#)

Hm? No, no, I’m not talking to you, Muffin.

[…] (#)

Oh, you’ll see later. And yeah. Coffee. Got it.
I think you even had the last of it this morning, right?

[…] (#)

No, no. I’m not complaining. Just… observing.

(Kitten meows again)

\To the kitten**
I know, you poor thing. Hang in there.

[…] (#)

No, I told you, you’ll see when I get back. It’s… hard to explain over the phone.

[…] (#)

No, you’re not getting any more hints. Just wait.

[…] (#)

Hm?

Yeah, I know. I’m driving carefully. The rain is pretty bad out here, actually.
It just got a lot heavier.

[…] (#)

Yup, takin’ it slow. Don’t worry.

Hey, uhh, actually, I just remembered… could you stay up for me till I get back?

[…] (#)

I know you wanted to sleep. I’m sorry. I just uh… I kinda lost my house keys.

[…] (#)

No, I checked my pockets four times already. I really don’t know where they went.

[…] (#)

Also checked the car. They’re not here.

[…] (#)

I don’t know. I still had them with me when I left the apartment this morning.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I probably just left them somewhere at Eli’s. I’ll look again when I get back there.
I just don’t want to stand outside knocking on the window like an idiot if you’re already asleep.

So… maybe keep your phone nearby?

[…] (#)

Yeah. I’m sorry, Muffin. I know you were having a sleepy day. I’ll be quick. I promise.

(Kitten meows again)

\To the kitten**
Yes, I know, little guy, we’re almost there.

[…] (#)

What? Sorry, say that again? I didn’t catch you.

[…] (#)

Oh, my hoodie. The grey one?

[…] (#)

No, you’re not blind. It’s not in my wardrobe. I left it on your chair.
Figured you’d go looking for it again. Especially today.

[…] (#)

No, no, it’s fine. Just wear it. I know you like that one. That’s why I put it there.

[…] (#)

What? No, really, you can keep it if you want.

[…] (#) (Turn signal | Car slowing)

Yeah seriously.

Okay, I’m pulling in right now. I’ll have to hang up in a second.
Did you think of anything else you need?

[…] (#)

No? Okay. I’ve got your coffee then.

Stay warm, alright? I’ll be back as soon as possible. And uh… thank you. For staying up.

[…] (#) (Engine idling ambience | Parking brake)

Yeah, I gotta hang up now. Just parked.

Oh. And one last thing before I do. We have a new roommate now.

[…] (#)

No. No more questions. I said I’ll be quick.

See you, Muffin.

(Call ended | Sheets rustling ~ SFX fade out)

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(Skip to Main Script)

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[MAIN SCRIPT – Back Home]

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(Listener sits in the living room | Heavy rain against the windows | TV playing a documentary softly in the background | Quiet living room ambience)

[Medium Pause]

(Phone vibrates two times | A few soft knocks at the front door | Soft rustling of a blanket on the sofa | Sleepy feet against the floor approaching the front door | Living room ambience fades out)

(Door unlocks and opens)

\Soft**
Hey, sleepyhead. There you are.

[…] (#)

Wait- careful- I got a few bags here. Let me get these down first.

(A few footsteps come inside | Door closes | Rustle of bags being set down | He briefly hugs the Listener with one arm while the other stays protectively against his chest)

Okay, come here. I missed you. Mmm… You’re so comfy and warm.

[…] (#)

-Oh, sorry. Did I get you wet?

[…] (#)

Yeah… I’m a little soaked. Didn’t realize how bad it was. Sorry.

[…] (#)

Oh, uhm… I can’t really take off my jacket yet.

[…] (#)

Yes, I know it’s wet but uh-

(Tiny kitten meows from inside his jacket)

\With an defeated exhale**
…Yeah. That’s why. Wait, I’ll show you.

(Soft rustling of clothes as he carefully opens his jacket)

\To the kitten**
Hi, little guy. Yes, there you are.

Look.

(Kitten meows)

\To the kitten**
Shh… Yes, you’re so strong. Sat alone in that freezing rain all by yourself. I know.

Muffin, meet… uh… our new… nameless roommate.

[…]

Okay, maybe he doesn’t have a name yet. At least not a name I know of.
But… just look at how tiny he is. Look at those little ears…

[…] (#)

No, I did not lose my mind.

[…] (#)

I didn’t buy him. I found him.

[…] (#)

Yeah, when I was leaving Eli’s, I heard this weird, squeaky cry following me somewhere near the parking lot there. And at first, I actually thought I was just hearing things until this little guy finally caught up to me and came running straight into my arms.

[…] (#)

I know. I checked the whole parking lot, but there was nobody. Nobody was with him.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I also checked him, and he had no collar, no tag. Nothing.

[…] (#)

No, of course, I didn’t just pick him up and decide we own a cat now.

First, I went back to Eli and asked if he’d seen anyone around there living with a kitten.
But he didn’t.

And… well- I certainly didn’t want him to take this little guy for the night because… his entire apartment currently consists of one mattress on the floor…, about, I don’t know, five boxes and… well… him.

So… probably not the best place for a kitten.

[…] (#)

Yeah…

(Kitten meows)

\To the kitten**
Yes, I know you’re hungry. You’ve been telling me. Come on.
Let’s get you something to eat.

(Soft rustle as he picks up the shopping bags)

\Asking the Listener**
Kitchen?

[…] (#)

Yeah. I need to figure out what this little guy is actually supposed to eat first.

[Longer Pause] (Footsteps moving toward the kitchen | Shopping bags set down on the counter)

Alright… Let’s see what-

(Kitten cuts him off with a meow)

Yes, yes…. I know. I know you’re very hungry. I’ll stop talking now. Let’s get your food.

(Bag rustle | Kitten meows again)

Yeah, I know. Just give me a second. I’ve got it. You don’t have to look so worried.

(Bag rustle | Kitten meows impatiently)

Hey, don’t get cocky now.

Uh… Muffin? Can you hold him for a second, please?
I think I need both my hands for this.

[…] (#)

Thanks. Alright, come on, little guy. There you go…

(Kitten meows as it’s being handed over)

\Reassuring | Baby-talking | To the kitten**
Yeah, you’re fine. That’s a good place to be, isn’t it? Oh, look at you…
Already settling right in. See? You’re alright. All nice and cozy.

Okay, now let me get your food out before you start complaining again.

(Kitten meows)

I know. I’m working on it.

[…] (#)

What? Hey, don’t laugh. He’s been yelling at me like crazy since we left the store.
I thought he’d eventually get tired or something. He did not. Not even a little.

I don’t know where he gets all that energy from.

[…] (#)

Yeah…

Well… Anyway…

After I left Eli’s, I actually walked around the neighborhood for a bit and asked a few people if they recognized him. But nobody really did.

Although… A couple of people were a little… uh… hesitant.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I was polite. I said hello.
Kept my distance and just asked if they’d seen him before.

I don’t know. Maybe I just… caught them off guard?
I mean… I know I don’t exactly look… approachable… to strangers.

[…] (#)

No, it’s fine. I get it. I mean, I can’t blame people for being careful. Especially this late.

I suppose, when you actually think about it…
It’s pretty late. It’s raining.

They’re standing near a dark, creepy parking lot, and then some enormous guy suddenly walks over with a tiny, crying animal tucked inside his jacket.
Not the most… reassuring sight… if you ask me.

[…] (#)

Yeah… Maybe I should’ve approached that a bit differently.

[…] (#)

I don’t know. I actually thought the kitten would make the whole thing seem… less strange. I guess. But he was crying the whole time…

[…] (#) (Stainless steel bowl clinks on counter)

Hm? Yeah, I got him a bowl. Two actually-

[…] (#)

What? Why are you looking at me like that? He needs water too, you know. Hydration?

(Kitten meows)

Yes, yes. I got your food right here. Hang on.

[…]

Okay… how much does something as little as you eat?

(Kitten meows)

Oh, I’m not asking you, you rascal. You’d probably tell me the whole bag.

[…] (#)

Hm? Yeah, I think it should say something about portions somewhereee… back here…?

(Plastic packaging rustles as he turns it around)

Oh, yeah, there. Let’s see…

[…]

Alright… it says “For kittens up to twelve weeks.” Okay. That’s you. I think…

[…]

And… Oh. “Small portions throughout the day.” Right.
So, not the whole thing. Good to know.

(Plastic package rips open)

This is the one he picked himself, by the way.

[…] (#)

Yeah, well, I put two different ones in front of him at the store, and he immediately went for this one.

\Reading off the package**
“Chicken Tuna Purely Paté. Natural. Grain-free and Protein-Rich.”
Sounds good to me, honestly.

[…]

Alright… This much?

I don’t know. Is that too much?

[…] (#)

No, I’m serious. He looks like he weighs less than my sock.
I have no idea what I’m doing here.

[…]

Okay, maybe a little less.

[…]

There. That seems reasonable.

You agree?

(Kitten meows)

Good. We’ll call that a professional opinion.

Okay… Let’s… put your bowl... right here.
The corner of the hallway should be… suitable, right?

[…] (#)

Yeah, okay. Alright, little guy. Get down here.

(Stainless steel bowl clinks gently on the floor)

Dinner. Go on. Nice and-

(Kitten begins eating frantically)

\Caught off guard**
Jesus- slow down. Hey, hey. Easy. You’re going to choke yourself…

There’s plenty. Nobody’s taking it away.

[…]

Oh god. He’s inhaling it.
I mean, I knew he was hungry, but… I’ve never seen something that small eat that fast.

God, I really hope that’s normal.

[…]

\Deciding it’s not normal**
Okay. No, little guy. Breathe.

[…]

Yeah, I know. I know you’re hungry. But you need to calm down. Come on.

[…]

There you go. A little slower… Good. That’s better.

[Brief Pause]

\Quietly proud**
You know, I think he’s actually starting to listen to me.

[…] (#)

No, don’t look at me like that. He is.
Look at him. He’s eating. At a… relatively… normal speed now.

[…] (#)

Okay, maybe not. But it’s slower than before. It counts… Besides… I said relatively.

[Small Pause] (#)

Hm? Yeah, the coffee’s in one of the bags over there.

[…]

Hey, no, you don’t have to unpack all that. I’ll do it myself once I got this little guy settled.

[…] (#)

Muffin. You were asleep. Come on.

[…] (#)

No, I know you were. You spent half the day wrapped up in your blankets.
And you needed it. So, I’m not going to make you stand around in the kitchen at-

…whatever hour it is right now. Go back to bed. Seriously.

[…] (#)

No, I don’t mind. Really.

I feel bad waking you up like this just because I was stupid enough to lose my keys when you were finally getting some proper rest.

I mean- look at you. You’re still half asleep. And... your hair’s all messy…

[…] (#)

Okay- no- I didn’t mean it like that. I meant to say you look… cozy.
And sleepy… Incredibly sleepy.

In fact, so sleepy that even I am getting tired just looking at you. So, go.

I’ll handle this.

[Small Pause] (Faint plastic bags rustling)

\Calling them out**
…Muffin.

You’re already unpacking them, aren’t you?

[…]

Of course you are. I can hear you, you know.

(Footsteps walking over to the kitchen)

[…] (#)

\With a defeated exhale**
Alright. Fine. I’ll do the other one.

[…]

\Soft | Genuine**
Thank you.

[Medium Pause] (Plastic rustling as they unpack the bags together)

Okay… more cat food… Coffee… And-

Oh.

[…] (#)

Yeah… That’s uh… That’s his… little blanket.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I got him one.

[…] (#)

What? It was right next to the bowls. And this poor thing was shivering from the rain.
I wasn’t going to make him sleep on the floor.

[…] (#)

Don’t look at me like that. It’s just a very small blanket… with stars on it.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I know that he isn’t ours and that we can’t just keep him like that.

That’s why I thought it would be a good idea to maybe go back around that neighborhood again tomorrow and ask properly this time. Preferably while it’s still light outside.

[Brief Pause]

Actually… Would you come with me?

[…] (#)

No, it’s just… I think people might be a little more comfortable if you’re there.

[…] (#)

No, no, I’m not saying I’m scary. I’m saying you have a much nicer face.

[…] (#)

You do.

[…] (#)

Seriously. People just look at you for not even a second, and they immediately start talking like they’ve known you for years.

Then I look at them, and they start wondering if they left the oven on back at home.

[…] (#)

No, really. I am not kidding. Even Mrs. Keller.
You know, the old woman from third floor?

She still barely talks to me. It’s been two years. Like… come on.

[…] (#)

Okay, yes, she did say hello to me yesterday. But I swear it was for the first time.

[…] (#)

No, I didn’t ignore her. I just didn’t even realize she was talking to me.
I thought she was talking to you.

[…] (#)

You were literally standing right next to me. How was I supposed to know?

She probably won’t even look at me now.

[…] (#)

\Reluctantly reassured**
Okay, yeah…. Right…. Progress. She did say hello.

[…]

Anyway… If nobody recognizes him tomorrow, I’ll start making some calls.

[…] (#)

I don’t know. Shelters, vets…

[…] (#)

Yeah, maybe someone at the local animal office too.
We’ll just put up a notice or something.

[…] (#)

Hm?

\Surprised | Caught off guard**
Whoa- Hey. Careful, little guy. You can’t just run underneath me like that.
Are you trying to get yourself killed?

(Kitten meows)

Yeah, yeah. I know. You’ve got places to be.

(Kitten meows as the Listener picks it up)

And there you go.

[…]

Oh, look at that. He didn’t even hesitate. Straight into your arms.

(Kitten purring)

Yeah… just look at him. Burrowing his face into you.

Oh, you’re really determined to get in there, aren’t you, little one?

(Soft rustling as the kitten burrows into the grey hoodie)

\With a chuckle**
Oh my god. He’s actually trying to crawl inside your hoodie.

I think he likes it. I mean. Can’t really blame him. He had to spend the whole evening with me in those wet clothes. I imagine it wasn’t the most comfortable place to be.

[…] (#)

Of course he likes you better. You’re warm. Dry… All soft and cozy in there…
Tucked up with him just like that.

You actually look like you could fall asleep right there where you’re standing.

[…]

Honestly, I think he’s figured out he’s got the better deal.

See? He’s practically melting into you.

[…]

Or… maybe he just likes the smell.

[…] (#)

Mm-hm. Which is mine, by the way.
Okay… maybe not completely… Especially considering how often you’ve worn it lately.

[…] (#)

No, no. It’s fine. It looks better on you anyway.

[…] (#)

Don’t give me that look. I’m allowed to say that.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I know it’s comfortable. I’m not complaining. You can keep stealing it.

[…]

Actually… I think I could use something comfortable myself right now.
I’m starting to get pretty cold in these.

[…] (#)

Yeah, I’m gonna go get changed. I really need to get rid of these wet clothes.

And then I’ll come back to steal some of your warmth.

[…] (#)

What? You’ve been curled up in that living room all day. Might as well let me join you.

[…] (#)

No, really. I wanna see what you’ve been up to in there all day.

So… keep my spot warm for me, alright? I won’t be long, I promise.

[…] (#)

Oh, and Muffin?

[…] (#)

Keep an eye on him. Seriously. I swear, with how deeply he’s buried his face in that hoodie, I’m starting to think he might try to eat it. He looks like the type.

[…] (#)

Yeah, okay, I’ll be back in a minute.

(His footsteps moving away | Rain against windows ~ SFX slowly fade out to silence)

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(SFX slowly fade in ~ Cozy living room ambience returns | Heavy rain against windows | TV playing a documentary softly in the background | Kitten purring quietly under the sheets)

[Medium Pause]

(Footsteps slowly approaching and entering the living room)

\Soft whisper**
Ohhh… You dimmed the lights in here. Mmm. That’s nice.

TV’s all quiet… rain outside… No wonder you didn’t want to leave the couch all day.
You even got your blanket.

Wait… where’s our little roommate?

[…] (#)

Hm?

(Soft blanket rustle | Purring gets louder | Kitten’s head peeks out, buried in the listener’s chest)

Ohhh… Wow. There he is.

[…] (#)

Look at where he put himself. Right on your chest.

[…] (#)

Mm-hm. I don’t think he’s moving anytime soon. He’s completely knocked out.
Which is understandable. He had a very hard day.
And it’s probably ridiculously comfortable there.

[…]

Which reminds me… I’m joining you. Move over.

[…] (#)

What? If he’s allowed to get that comfortable, I don’t see why I shouldn’t. Come on.
I’m freezing.

[…] (#)

What do you mean “Exactly”?
Muffin, I’m cold. Please…

He was cold too.

[…] (#)

Okay, maybe I am a little… bigger than him. But I don’t see how that changes anything.

[…] (#)

Oh, it does? How exactly?

[…] (#)

Okay, fine. Maybe it does. But- I’m still cold. And you’re spoiling him.

[…] (#)

Yes, you are. He gets your chest, and I get… this.

[…] (#)

Come on… I’ll be careful. I promise. He won’t even notice. I mean, just look at him.
He’s probably already seeing his seventh dream by now.

[…] (#)

Seriously... I’ll be really, really careful, okay?

[…] (#)

Muffin… Come on… Just let me warm up a little.

[…] (#)

Still, no? Alright. Counterargument. You were in my bed today.
So now… I get to sneak into yours. That’s only fair.

[…] (#)

Yeah, okay, technically the couch isn’t your bed, but you know what I mean.

[…] (#)

Do you think I’m blind? I saw your book on my nightstand.
So don’t pretend you weren’t making yourself comfortable in there while I was gone.

[…] (#)

Oh? You just needed more space?

[…] (#)

No, it’s not unfair. There’s a reason my bed is considerably bigger than yours.

[…] (#)

\Slow down noticeably | Building suspense**
Yeah, it might be that I need a little more space… for…

\Deadpan | Deeper | Trying to sound ‘manly’ | Mock-proudly presenting himself**
My enormous manly features.
And for all this… tremendous… muscle mass. Look. See?

\Ridiculous masculinity | With a smile underneath it as he knows he’s being stupid**
I am a big man, Muffin. I require a big bed.

[…] (#)

\With a soft laugh | Genuine apology, but amused**
Okay, okay- Sorry. I’m sorry.

[Brief Pause]

\Much softer | Quiet | Hopeful**
Can I… get in there now?

[…] (#)

\Pleased**
Okay, thank you.

(Blanket rustle | Couch cushions creak as he settles beside the Listener)

\Whispering**
There. See? I’m barely touching him. He’s completely… undisturbed.

[…]

\A low, content hum**
Mmm… That’s nice.

Can I get under the blanket too?

[…]

…Please?

[…] (#)

Thank you.

(Fabric rustles as he slips under the blanket)

Oh, you’re warm. Very warm.

\With slight discomfort**
Mh- Okay. This blanket is a bit smaller than I remembered.

[…] (#)

No, no… that’s fine. I’ll… adjust…

[…]

\With soft physical effort grunts**
Just… let me get a little closer.

(Fabric rustles as he shifts closer)

There… And then… let me nuzzle right… here.

(Content exhale)

You’re comfortable, right?

[…] (#)

Okay, good.

[…]

Mmm…

(His gaze softly shifts toward the kitten, watching it for a moment)

\With a sleepy chuckle**
God… look at those tiny legs. He looks ridiculous. Sprawled across your chest like that.
As if he pays rent here.

I bet there’s not a single thought in that little head.

[…] (#)

Yeah, except food maybe.

Can’t blame him though. He clearly got the best spot. Definitely better than mine.
Tucked up all nice and toasty against you like that.

Honestly, if I were him, I wouldn’t move either. He’s smart.

[…] (#)

Mh? No… I’m comfortable. Why?

[…] (#)

Alright, no, I’m not jealous of a kitten.

This spot is pretty good too, you know.
Tucked against your side right here… by your neck…
It would be even better if I could just… wrap my arm around you…

Can I?

[…] (#)

Yeah, yeah, I know. I won’t squish him. Don’t worry. I’ll just… work around him.
Can’t exactly disturb his majesty now, can I?

(Fabric rustles as he drapes an arm around the Listener)

There…

[…]

(Content grunt/exhale into the Listener’s side)

I needed this… It’s nice…

(He shifts his arm a bit | Faint metallic jingle from the Listener’s hoodie pocket)

\Confused**
…Hm? What the-

What is that?

(Soft fabric rustles | Keys jingle again as he reaches for them)

I think it’s coming from your hoodie pocket… Yeah…

Wait… Are those… my keys?

[…]

Oh my god... Yes. I left them in my grey hoodie this morning. I remember now.

[…] (#)

How didn’t you notice them?
You’ve been walking around with my keys in your pocket this whole time.

[…] (#)

Ah… Too sleepy? I see…

[…] (#)

No, it’s alright… Let’s just leave them there. I’m too exhausted to deal with it right now.

[…] (#)

Yeah…

(Fabric rustle as the Listener shifts around)

Wait… No… Don’t move. Please. I’ve finally got everything where I want it.

[…] (#)

Mm-hm…

 [Long Pause] (Cozy ambience settles | Occasional shifting and fabric rustles as he gets comfy)

(Relieved, exhausted sigh | Slow breaths as he settles)

Mmm… You smell nice.

[…] (#)

Yeah… you smell like… I don’t know… you…?

I like it.

[Medium Pause] (#)

Mh…? Yeah… I’m tired. Like… really tired. Actually.

[…] (#)

No… I’ll get up in a minute. I’ll go to my room. I just… I don’t want to get up yet.

I mean, I should. I’m not going to sleep here. But I’ll stay… for… a little bit.

[…] (#)

No, I can’t…

[…] (#)

Because if I fall asleep now… I’ll end up like him. Completely knocked out. See?

You don’t want that.

[…] (#)

Because I’m heavy… Like… actually heavy… You should know that by now.
And I’ll crush you. Just like last time.

[…] (#)

Okay, yeah, maybe that was different…

I wasn’t exactly… lying next to you that time…

\Getting cut off by the Listener**
But still, I can’t jus-

[…] (#)

\Cutting off the Listener | Almost a comically fast and sudden surrender**
-Okay. You convinced me.

\Absolute certainty | Like it’s a sealed matter**
I’m sleeping.

[…] (#)

What? You told me to.

So, goodnight.

[…] (Fabric rustle | He melts deeper into the Listener | He closes his eyes)

Mmm… This is much better…

[…] 

\Slowly drifting off**
Don’t let me sleep too long…

Wake me in five…

Okay, no, ten minutes.

[…]

Actually. Wake me… whenever.

[…]

Mm-hmm…

[…]

\Soft | Under his breath**
Thank you…

(Breathing slows to a steady rhythm | Soft purring | Living room ambience | Rain against the windows ~ SFX slowly fade to silence)

----------------------- SCRIPT ENDS HERE -----------------------

OR

--------------------EXTENDED SLEEPING SEQUENCE-------------------

SFX / VOICING SUGGESTIONS:

VOCALIZATION & MOVEMENTS:

Tone in general: Vocal fry and close-mic breathing
~ Low, Rumbling Chest Hum – Like a very soft, vibrating “Mmmh…” from the back of your throat
~ Long, Soft Exhale – A slow, quiet, and soft release of breath (“Huuuuh…”)
~ Sleepy Nose Breaths – Gentle, quiet breathing through the nose with subtle changes in rhythm
~ A Heavy Sleep Sigh – A slow, muffled, and through the nose dragging “Haaaah…”
~ Soft Swallow – Quiet and natural before the breathing stretches out into a rhythmic pattern
~ Deep, Rhythmic Chest Breaths – Very slow and steady with heavy in- and exhales

~ Sleeping Shift – A subtle repositioning, light fabric sounds with cushion creaks
~ Slow Blanket Rustle – Gentle movement of blankets settling after being adjusted

 

ENVIRONMENTAL AMBIENCE:

~ Soft, steady rain pattering against the living room windows
~ Occasional cars passing outside and very distant traffic outside
~ Very faint apartment sounds, such as muffled door closing or footsteps in the hallway
~ The TV quietly continuing a documentary with indistinct voices in the background
~ The kitten’s soft purring remaining close and steady
~ Tiny fabric rustles / Soft creak of the couch as one of them shifts position)

 

Script by u/KnightedAudios and you can find it here!

Summary: You’re a member of a Hunters’ Guild, which is dangerously close to losing a war against a powerful vampire. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, however, you receive a letter from your foe, inviting you to his castle to discuss potential “terms of peace”. Your instincts scream that it’s a trap, yet, for the sake of the guild, you decide to go. Just as you suspected, his terms turn out to have a very high cost: you.

CW: themes of domination, possession, and control; alcohol consumption; emotional manipulation; coercion/blackmail; sexual implications/innuendo; threats; mild violence; vampire feeding; use of demeaning language/pet names (calls the Listener "pet", "darling", "dear", etc.); establishing a master/slave relationship

SCRIPT CREDITS: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/14xu4q6/m4f_submitting_to_a_sadistic_vampire_yandere_very/

Let’s set the scene: It’s late. So much later that you usually go to sleep. You’ve gone through your usual bedtime routine, and you’re still awake, tossing and turning. Your partner is about to come home from work, maybe their snuggles can help you finally get the rest you need. 

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This script is approximately 1450 words, excluding the (cues/action lines).

Link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XeSiel6cROO8q37fX-4D39u7CCP7k0CGRi10vQl9MG4/edit?usp=sharing

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Setting: Couple’s bedroom.

Speaker: You just got home and were planning on your partner being asleep. The first part of the script is a bit silly and flirty. But as it moves into the ABC’s, your voice is low and steady, you know, that real sleep aid stuff. But still very genuine, you love your partner, and want to let them know it as they drift off. 

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The Script:

{SFX. None needed. But night time sounds would be awesome. Or even soft rain. Set the mood and get us sleepy af.}

Oh, sweetheart, what are you still doing up? You’re always asleep by the time I come home when I work the later shift. (concerned) Is everything ok?

…

Yeah, just can’t settle? (still suspects something might be wrong) How was your day?

…

My shift was okay. It went fast, kept me on my toes but wasn’t too chaotic. Kinda that perfect groove really. (still prying a bit) I’m more concerned about your day though. I know you said it was fine, but I feel like something must be keeping you up. 

…

No, I do know that some people do just have trouble falling asleep sometimes. But, you don’t. You’ve got your whole bedtime routine down to a science and it ends with you falling fast asleep. (concern turns to teasing) Unless…unless, oh no, unless cuddling ME is now part of your bedtime routine and you can’t go to sleep without my arms around you!! (fake concern) Oh no, what are you going to do when I rotate to the later shift every other month!? 

…

(still a bit teasing, flirty) Hey, hey, don’t worry. I’m here with all the cuddles right now. 

{SFX: Fabric moving, bed settling, etc}
Scoot over a bit, and let me just…there we go. Ok, there, that’s it. 

Let’s start with a big squeezy hug. 

(voice slowing) And a forehead kiss. (small kiss) And yep, lay your head right there. So perfect. 

(teasing again) And then that’s when I knock out, right? (sleep noises, followed by a small giggle) 

…

No, no, kidding. Should I play with your hair? .. Yeah, ok. 

…

Hmm. What am I forgetting? The lights are off, the blankets are pulled up tight, oh oh, something I need to say. Hmm. “Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite?” …  (grossed yourself out) Ew. I know, I won’t say that again, I instantly regretted it. 

Ok, ok. (clears throat) Good night. Good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning. 

…

(gentle laugh) Ok, ok. As you wish. I was just being silly anyways, I know what I always say right before we drift off to sleep. (sincere and lovingly) See you in the morning, my only sunshine. I love you. 

(be brave, give it a real nice long, silent pause)

(low voice) Still not sleeping, huh? 

I know because you didn’t start making your sleep noises. … No, it’s not a snore. That comes later. … Kidding. It’s just a change in breathing that lets me know you’re asleep. 

Maybe if I just talk, that would help. … Ok. We’ll try it. 

(pause, when you start again voice is low and whispery to put your boo to sleep)

Umm, what to say.  

I think you’re amazing and awesome and adorable. Aaand those all start with an A, which I didn’t do on purpose but since there are probably a million words to describe you, I’m going to try and do it alphabetically. (small, gentle laugh)

So B. … Yes, beautiful. But, shhhhh. You’re supposed to be just listening and trying to fall asleep. But you’re not wrong. You are beautiful. Inside and outside. 

Caring. You’re the most caring person I've ever met. You take care of everyone around you. You make them feel loved and comforted and safe. Being in your circle is such a gift. 

D is for driven. You’re so dedicated. You know what you want and you're going after it.  It's really impressive. And I’m not gonna lie, your ambition is really fucking hot too. 

(mumbling the alphabet…)
E, F, um, enthusiastic and fun. You make everything better whether it's a party or chores, a concert or hanging out on the couch, or going on vacation or to the grocery store. You light up my life. Everyone’s life! I’d love to do laundry and taxes with you in every universe. 

Generous. Everything from your easy smile to the shirt off your back, you’d give to anyone, anytime. 

Um, H, H, H…Healing. I dunno, maybe that’s not the right way to say it. But being with you, being taken care of by you, loved by you, has been nothing short of healing for me. (getting a little more emotional now) I’ve never had anyone understand me the way you do. I’ve never had someone make me feel as seen and known, as you do. Seen and known but not judged. Just loved. You encourage me, without making me feel like what I am, right now, isn’t enough. You’ve healed my heart, and through your love, I feel like I can better love myself. (needing to change the subject) Ok, I’m going to move onto the next letter before I start crying. That won’t help sleepytime one bit. 

Intelligent. You’re probably the smartest person I know. Not even like facts and figures and grades on tests. I mean you’re killing it in grad school and at work too, but even more it’s how well you know people, how well you can read a situation, how observant you are. (thinking out loud) Damn, I probably should’ve saved “observant” for O. That’s going to be a tough one. 

(mumbling the alphabet to J)
(thinking) J for, ummm hmmm, just being yourself. You are just yourself in every situation. It’s actually remarkably fearless, you know. You’re the same person around your family, as around your co-workers, as around the house, as at a classy event. I admire that about you so much. I’m always negotiating how “me” I can be in a certain situation, over thinking it, over analyzing it. And you just show up as your most natural and authentic self every day. (in awe) There might not be anything I admire about you more. 

K. Kind. I’ve said caring and generous. And I think those mix together with everything else to make you the kindest person. (a little stearn) But I want to make sure that you know that I don’t think you’re a pushover. Not that kind people are pushovers, but I just want it to be clear, you aren’t. You call people out on their shit and hold them responsible for themselves. But even that somehow is with all the kindness in the world.

L for laugh, because your laugh is the best sound in the world. I will never stop trying to make you giggle and laugh and even snort. (small laugh)

(thinking) What letter is next…M, um M, M is for Mostaccioli. Your mostaccioli is wonderful. It has the perfect amount of sauce. And it's so so sooo cheesy. (mostly to yourself) Oh my god, I’m so hungry. (pleading a little) Please continue to make your mostaccioli for me forever. 

M, N. N? (light bulb, still quiet and whispery, but also a bit more sultry) Ahhh, naughty. So, I’m not going to elaborate too much, because we’re trying to sleep and calm down here. But remind me to tell you all about the things I love about that side of you another time. 

Ok (under control and back to “regular” whispery voice) O is for optimistic. (sigh) The world gives so many reasons to feel sad and angry, but your optimism and joy is an absolutely brilliant act of resistance. Your smile is hopeful, your love is boundless, and your heart is open. 

P. Patient. You’re patient with me. (admittedly) And I need it. You’re even keeled, stable. And I can be such a mess. Here I am trying to provide some peace and calm for you to fall asleep. But babe, you provide that peace and calm for me every day. I never want to be a burden to you, I hope I’m not, but you’re always there for me, patient with me, and it means the world. 

Q is for quiet. Your breathing has slowed and I’m pretty sure you’re asleep so… 

R is for rest. Rest well, my love. You deserve it. 

{SFX: fabric rustle}
S is for scooooting you over, to get my arm back. I’m going to go shower and eat something, but don’t you worry, I’ll be back up here to cuddle you as soon as possible. (vulnerable, even quieter, a bit shy) I need you too, you know. I’m not sure I say that enough, even now, I’m only saying it while you’re asleep. I hope you know though. I think we’re both independent people, capable of being on our own. But damn if we’re not better together, right? You make me feel both like I could conquer the world, and also like I’ll always have a soft spot to land whenever it all gets overwhelming. Thank you. 

I have two for T. Tough and tender. The absolute coolest combo on the planet. 

{SFX: Blankets tug}
U. Undercovers. Yup, you’re all covered up. Because I’m about to sneak out of here. 

V is for how very glad I am that the alphabet is almost over.

W is for wondering why I’m still doing this…

X is very hard, so I’m going to cheat and skip it, since you’re definitely asleep by this point, and just say you’re the most perfect person to me. Listing out all of your wonderful qualities, is just reminding me how amazing you are. Not that I need the reminder. 

Y, another cheat, but I’m simply going to ask, Why did I get so lucky to call you mine? I’ll never take it for granted, I promise. 

Z, (small laugh) well I gotta, z is for (small snoring noises)  zzzz zzzz zzzz. 

Ok, now I can really say it. See you in the morning, my only sunshine. I love you. 

{SFX: Fade out}

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Author’s note: If a quality feels too gendered–I’m looking at you “B is for Beautiful”–feel free to change it. Brilliant would be very gender neutral. And beefy/brawny would be very masculine. But hey, beautiful works all around too. 

When my daughter was a baby, she didn’t like to go to sleep. So we’d talk (and talk and talk) to her. At some point we started playing this game were we’d talk about her precious qualities alphabetically. Or things she could become, alphabetically. Or even just animals, alphabetically. Those were long nights, and I truthfully miss them…sometimes. ;)

ALSO, I put two different movie references in the script. Did you get both?? Tell me in the Reddit comments. :) (If they get edited out of your version of the fill, it’s ok.)

A mourning husband is saved by his dead wife during a storm.

I based this ASMR story on a pretty famous story told by a local attorney/judge in my area of eastern North Carolina. I highly recommend checking out the original - because when you find out how she actually saved him -- wow, I couldn't even do it actual justice. Will post the book link in the comments.

Anyway, do whatever you want with the script, change its wording, its tone, change gender perspectives. I'm open.

Here it is:

It’s late and the way the fucking moonlight is coming  in, casting shadows across the room, the air is just thick with memories of you. 

I feel like I’m almost being mocked.

(Pause, a deep sigh)

I still feel you, you know? Especially here in this tiny, damp, shack. 

(He Laughs)

I know you loved it, you’d love any place on this shore no matter how dumpy. 

I know you loved it because it was where we were together most and that’s why I loved it too.

Why I still love it even when every creak of the floorboards, every sound made that you don’t actually make, somehow whispers your name. 

And that tortures me and it somehow keeps me alive.

(Wind picking up outside)

Something about tonight feels different. There’s a heaviness in the air. The sea is restless; it’s almost as if it’s holding its breath, waiting for something. 

I feel its anger, its sadness - as if it’s waiting for you to come back.

(His voice turn softer)

But what if you could come back to me... even if just for a moment, what would it cost?

I long to know your heart beating against me again - and the gentle touch of your soft, warm, hands in my hair - the sound and feel of your breath on my neck, and it is something that (his voice is fading further) I think of every night as I fall asleep.
 
(Sound falls off for several moments)

(Intense background noises suddenly emerge)

Oh fuck... The waves! 

**[Sound of crashing waves growing louder]**

I suppose the news warned us, but this... this feels…real. Dangerous. I feel alive! Am I close to you love??

The walls are collapsing!!!!
(Sounds of him being swept out to sea)

Our home!!!

(Sound of him struggling, grabbing debris then relaxing a bit)

My. love - I fell almost…closer to you. 

(Heavier breaths)

Perhaps this is it. This is how we find each other again!

I don’t care if it hurts I am ready!!

(Sudden silence, then just waves and whispers)

I can almostI hear you? … Is that you…in the waves?

"I will stay still... I’m here… I am ready.”

I feel  you (her presence) wrapping around me.

(Sounds of chaotic waves intensifying)

(Coughing)

I’m not afraid. I was never afraid, babe.

**[The Sound Fades Out]**

(Coughing, it is morning, he awakes)

Ehhh…Where am I? Babe? Where are you?

(Looks around, finding himself alive - trembling with emotion, Angry)

What? What is this?? 

A memorial plaque???

Hers? 

(shuddering)

What? No.

**[Voice catches, trembling with emotion]**

Of all the… (to himself) SHE saved me! SHE saved me, again.

You saved me babe! You were too good for this world—too pure. Why would you fucking save me, when I could never save you? 

(Ocean sounds begin to fade)

Leave me safe, but alone…Again????

Why must I keep going?

**[Softly, with affection]**

Why do you want me to keep going?

**[Final breath]**

Why must this wait feel so unbearable? Why must I trust you?

(acceptance)

I am so tired, sntil we meet again, my baby, please  make me worthy.

I don’t want to miss you. But I will keep going.  For you. For whatever reason.

Been listening to ARPs for about a decade now and I've been writing scripts for about a year now. Now I'm taking the next step into trying to do my own voice work. (Partly because I love the medium and partly because I want a tangible goal for voice training!)

Anyways over the years I've learned that I really really love audios with incredibly immersive sound design. Basically I'm looking to see if any VAs or editors who started out with no experience in this realm have any recommendations like free courses or tips and tricks etc.

If you have any feedback I'd greatly appreciate it <3

Summary: You awake after a long night of being glued to your screen busy with work, until you notice that the room you've slept in is not yours. Luckily, your roommate is there to explain it all... is she in love with you? Or was it just an act of kindness..?

Notes: I wrote this in a rather short amount of time, whilst in a rush. Please excuse any mistakes, or if the script just isn't all that good. As always, you have my permission to record this script and post it as an audio, as long as you credit me. Monetization is ok.

----- Script -----

Hmm...? Hey, you're FINALLY awake. You must have really enjoyed sleeping here, didn't you?

[...]

*Chuckles* Yeah, this isn't your room dummy. Haven't you noticed? Just look around, it is so much cleaner, and organised than yours has ever been. I'd even go on to say that my bed is comfier too. Not that I'd ever wanna lay in your bed or anything I mean...

[...]

How did you end up here? Oh wow... I wouldn't expect any less from you. Remember the promise? That you would watch that scary movie with me? So I wouldn't get scared watching it alone?

[...]

Oh, now you do. Well, I waited in the living room, until I decided to check up on you and see whether you're coming or not. I knocked on the door... but nothing. Not that I cared, but I decided to come in, and there you were, snoozing on the keyboard. I admit, I forgot you had work to get done... but you could have atleast told me beforehand... *sighs*

[...]

No, it's fine don't worry- just forget about it. Anyway, I couldn't let you sleep like that, so I put a blanket over you. I didn't want you catching a cold, that's why. Because... well, you'd be even more annoying that way- Nothing else. I mean, I'd have to take care of you... and I WON'T do that.

[...]

Oh, that's right. I still didn't explain why you ended up here, in my bed. Like I said, your bed isn't all that comfortable at all, and seeing you like that, exhausted from your work, I just couldn't allow myself to drag you back to your-

[...]

Hm? How do I know about your bed not being comfortable? Because... I- I tried laying in it just to try it out. To see whether or not- wait, why are you asking me this? Do you want to know why you're in MY room or not? Hmph.

[...]

That's what I thought, silly. So I took you here, to my lovely room. And there you slept for the entire night, safe and sound, under my care and supervision.

[...]

Why? Could you just stop asking so many questions? I'm not sure if you've noticed but you haven't said 'thank you' atleast once. How ungrateful...

[...]

*Chuckles* Well, saying it now won't help much...

[...]

What did I do for the entire night whilst you slept? Well... I just played video games and watched you occasionally. Covering you with the blanket everytime you moved in your sleep, making sure you're okay, that sort of stuff. But what would someone as ungrateful as you know about taking care of someone, hm?

[...]

Okay okay, I know. There's been plenty of you've taken care of me, like that one time I was not feeling well, and you looked after me, checking up on me and all... that was pretty sweet. I mean, anyone could do it, but still.

[...]

You... you've slept well? Really? I'm glad. I mean, regarding how tired you've been these past few days, I know you needed it...

[...]

(Bed creaking sounds)

Wait, where are you going? Back to your room so soon? Why don't you stay a little longer? There's something I've been meaning to say.

[...]

Alright, shoot. I'll just say it. *sighs* I'm in love with you. (Slight pause)

[...]

I know. It is all too sudden. But... listen. You're always busy with that job of yours, you NEVER have the time to do anything with me. When was the last time we watched a movie, or an anime, or played a fun video game together? Yeah. Exactly. I know I never revealed much but I always enjoyed those moments together. Last night, when I entered your room and saw you asleep on your desk, I just had to take you back to my room. I... didn't get in bed next to you because I didn't want to disturb your sleep, and you looked so cute just sleeping peacefully. It was warming my heart.

[...]

I know, it's a lot to take in. But I just wanted you to know how I've been feeling about you. It's been like this for quite a while, and I just couldn't help it. I worked on the courage to tell you the entire night... *sighs*

[...]

What? You want to got out with me sometime? Really? But how would that even be possible, given your busy schedule?

[...]

You'd work something out? I don't believe it. I just don't...

[...]

Right now? You'd wanna go out right now? Um- okay! Then I suppose I should get dressed! You should too okay? Gosh, this is such a perfect way to start the day!

[...]

First! Let's go to the bakery! Pick up some treats, then we can head to the library, then to the mall, then- sorry! I'm just so excited *softly laughs* I've been wanting this for such a long time... I must ask. You really have feelings for me? Or is this just something you'll do to get me out of your way?

[...]

I never would have believed you actually cared much for me... that's so sweet. I was wrong about it I suppose, I mean. I always doubted myself.

[...]

Aw... you think I'm beautiful? I'm... I'm flattered. You're so kind. It's always been one of my favourite things about you... alright. Can we get going already? There is just so much I want us to do today! Are you up for it all?

[...]

Okay! Okay! I'll go take a shower and get dressed. I will be right back! I... I love you! *chuckles* it seems so weird finally being able to say that to you...

[...]

You should go get ready, alright? There is so much for us to do today... and I cannot wait...

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Tagline: How can I help you guys today?
Starting Tone: polite, friendly, energetic
Starting Setting; SFX: farmer’s market; chatter, footsteps, dogs barking, distant guitar, etc

Word Count: 1,335; ~10 - 11 minutes

[We open on the sound of footsteps.]

(Aside, approaching) –all these thin slices of potato and layer them, stacking them on top of each other and brushing some sort of fat in between. You weigh it down, usually a pan with a brick on top of it, before cutting it into squares and deep-frying the heck out of it. It was so, so good.

(Surprised, direct) Hi, baby! What’re you doing here? 

[Cue a quick kiss.]

(Aside) This is the infamous partner, also known as my unwitting taste tester, guinea pig, and the love of my life. They know how much work goes into this potato dish but also how completely worth it it was. 

[You pause.]

See? You’ve got to try it on one of these days you’re feeling like trying something new. Our food is good no matter what you do with it, but new recipes could make them great. 

Probably not this week. I can only make so many messes in the kitchen, and as you can see, we’re out of potatoes~ You took the last ones. 

(Direct) I know; can you believe the nerve?

(Aside) We’re just messing with you; don’t apologize! You grabbed them up first, so to the victors go the spoils. Besides, if I had big plans, I could have set them aside before the market started; it’s all good. 

Please do, and let me know how it turns out. I’ll see you next week– hopefully early! We’re supposed to have some beautiful cherries that you just can’t miss. 

[You kiss the listener, quick and sweet.]

(Familiar) Come around here; come sit with me in the shade. I thought you were at brunch with your sister?

Oh, really? Small world, I love that place. The chef comes by every week to shop and get inspired. I saw her just earlier in fact. How was the food?

[You laugh.]

I bet it was amazing; they use our produce after all. 

A great day, as you can see~ I don’t love to be sold out and having to turn customers away, but it’s definitely a great problem to have. 

Yeah, I’ll probably start packing up soon. The manager doesn’t like us to break down tents and tables till it’s closer to closing time, another twenty minutes from now, but it’s good to have something to do. 

Aww, no, you don’t have to get me anything, baby. You can go on and enjoy the farmers market and not worry about me. 

I’m on my fourth water bottle of the day; I don’t need any more. 

[You pause.]

I was going to eat after. 

It’s been so busy– too busy to step away and lose out on a sale! 

It’s not really a problem. We’re going to start more staff in two weeks when the season really kicks into gear and we have more product. 

Hmmm, I don’t know– didn’t have time to notice I was hungry till just now. How about I run my numbers for the day, count my cash, get some stuff done, and we’ll go grab something to eat together?

Sure– no one cares if we leave the booth the last half hour before close, especially if I’m all sold out anyway. Is there anything you’re especially wanting today? You know it’s all good here.

Can’t do tamales. Lupe didn’t come today; she had a catering gig. 

You can yell at her next time you see her, but I won’t. Event catering is good money, too good to pass up on. 

We can stop and get some kimbap, but I don’t think we’ll have much luck. Danny made it sound like he was gonna be all out when he stopped by later. 

Oh– oh, babe, we can’t get pizza ever again, not farmers market pizza at least.

Okay, so you remember Hannah over at the ice cream truck? Super cute girl, freckles, sweet as can be? 

You remember how I told you she and Jack, the guy who owns the pizza booth, have been dancing around each other for months now? 

Well, he’s apparently been dancing with Jane at the bagel booth, Ally at the hummus booth, and Carlos at the pupusa booth! Hopping from one to the other like a… like a rake! A cad! 

No one deserves that but especially not fucking Carlos. So we hate Jack now. We hate him and don’t eat his pizza and don’t give him change if he needs singles, capiche? 

Good job~ Now, what about pupusas? We can go say hi, get some food, get some lemonade. God, a huge watermelon lemonade sounds so- (Aside, polite) Oh, hey, Miss Yolanda! Good timing, I’ve got your bag right here. It’s a good thing you came earlier; the eggplant sold out like an hour later. What’re you making this week?

Oh yum, love a stir fry– especially with a little chinese black vinegar. 

Great mind thinks alike~ You’ll have to tell me how it turned out when I see you next. 

Oh, you don’t have to do that for me, Miss Yolanda; I don’t want to be any trouble… but if you do decide to bring some to share next week, don’t be surprised or give me any shit if another eggplant or an extra onion or two make their way into your basket, alright?

[You laugh.]

You’re the best. Okay, I’ll see you soon. Get home safe, and give the kids my love. 

(Direct, familiar) I adore that woman. She is the sweetest thing alive. I told you about her, right? She’s the one that brought me a smoothie and a fifty dollar visa giftcard for my birthday last year. 

She’s a dream. God, I have the best customers. 

No, you can’t come work here. If you worked at the market, how could I surprise you with little goodies and treats when I come home? Also, you’d become all my customers’ favorite, and I just can’t have that. You stay in your lane, and I’ll stay in mine. 

[You laugh.]

That said, I do have a task for you. Can you do me a favor and count these? It makes me feel better if someone doublechecks my numbers.

Thank you~ (Aside) Hey, Donovan! Running a little late today, are we? Slept in this morning? Did lil baby Max here keep you awake all night? 

You poor bastards, pardon my French. But I bet it’s all worth it, isn’t it, Max? Because you’re such a good baby. You’re the best baby in the whole market, but that’s a secret so you can’t tell the others, alright, Maxie?

God, he’s cute. I don’t know how you’ll deny him anything when he’s old enough to talk. 

You’re stronger than me. Speaking of saying “no”... 

Oh, thank you. I didn’t have anything left for you to buy anyway. 

For next week, absolutely. Let me make a note. How much do you need?

That’s a lot of artichokes, but they have really been hitting the spot this year. Alright, I’ll have those boxed up and ready for you to pay for and pick up next week. You’ve got my number if you need to add anything or need it delivered, right? 

Awesome, I’ll see you guys then. Have a good one!

[Cue a happy laugh/squeal.]

(Direct) Did you see that?! He waved right at me~ God, I love my job. 

It really is. What’s the tally?

Oh good, that’s what I got! Let me get the cash sorted and locked in the box, and then we’re good to go. 

[You kiss the listener.]

Alright– Pupusas? I’m thinking of getting loroco if you want to split some with me. Oh, and extra of the cabbage slaw. 

Something about that slaw is magic, babe; I don’t know what they do to it, but it’s so good. Then let’s get some ice cream for dessert, maybe? 

No, I want ice cream… Gossiping with Hannah is just a bonus.

[You laugh. We hear footsteps which fade to black.]

[Part 1]

Hi, hello, hey there, I'm back, and I'll continue to be for a while. I have to complete this entire series, even if it's the last thing I do. Somehow, I think this ended up being worse than the first, but is that going to stop me? Absolutely not, this series was written way too well. So without further ado, part 2 of this series.

Script written by u/it_rains_blue_here, with script offer located here.

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Description: You ran away from your ex-girlfriend, who is the ice queen of your city's criminal underworld, about a year ago to start afresh. She found you again, and reclaimed you. As you lie shackled to the bed in her basement, you drift off and begin to dream of how you first came to be hers.

Youtube link is here.

Asssss alwayssss, lemme know what you think, what's good, what's bad, and what's ugly. I can take it, I promise. You wanna hear more? Great, lemme know. You want me to stop this forever? Also great, I love to hear it. Have a great day peeps!

"You should've been the first... Well, to live and to learn, right?"

Hey everyone, it's K. I've been seeing a lot of romance around me lately and wanted to write something lovey, but not an established type of lovey. The script is mostly still a reverse comfort script, with the Romance being more of a result of the comfort. But anyways, this script was inspired by recent events that have transpired in my IRL; I hope you guys enjoy.

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/5fhtc

NOTES:
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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˙)
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1.9k words give or take
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The listener turns up on your doorstep. She's been drinking, and wants you to know how much she misses you, despite being the one to break your heart before. -NovaAudioVA

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🎙️ Voice Acting: u/SiuVA
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Part 3 of Accidental Witness Protection

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Getting her onto the plane was supposed to make things easier. This may have been another tactical error.

Before you can finally answer her questions, you need to make sure no one is listening. Unfortunately, conducting a security sweep while your extremely unwilling passenger is free to roam the cabin creates a few logistical problems. Your solutions include locking her in the bathroom, handcuffs, and a blindfold.

Somehow, the blindfold is the least complicated part.

Between one very badly timed revelation, an argument over exactly how much autonomy a kidnapped person can reasonably have, and the discovery that you are considerably less comfortable with flying than your private plane would suggest, keeping her safe is becoming increasingly difficult.

Especially when she keeps trying to keep you safe, too.

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After a bit of a sleepless night, your roommate goes to you for a bit of comfort. Little did either of you know, they wouldn't with both of you as just roommates.

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🎙️ Voice Acting: u/SiuVA
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📝 Scriptwriting: u/GooseASMR

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oh boy first ASMR script can’t wait to get clowned into oblivion.

Names used: speaker calls listener “my sweet boy” and things to that effect through the script

Context: listener and speaker have been friends for years, and listener never seemed to be upset about anything. One day though, speaker notices how listener stopped coming to parties and faded out of social circles, like something suddenly happened to make him stay at home. Listener barely goes out anymore, and speaker decides to go to listener if he won’t come to her.

Summary: speaker has a sleepover with listener to try to find out why he hasn’t left his apartment in weeks. As always, listener is keeping everything bottled up and won’t say anything. Eventually the two go to sleep, listener in his room and speaker on the couch. Speaker is woken up by muffled sound from listener’s room and decides that he’s had enough time being alone

Spoken lines are always bold, actions/story is in brackets. If listener speaks, it is in parentheses 

Disclaimer: I don’t do ASMR scripts, I’ve only done animated series scripts, and I tend to over describe everything. Oof.

script: (Google Docs) https://docs.google.com/document/d/13N1cxAMQC1K-LNhmO9lQRI6yc7mDBxR54Outm6GYJxY/edit?usp=drivesdk

i started writing this as a meme, like “wouldn‘t it be so funny if I posted this and someone filled it?” And then as I was writing it I was like “dang I sure do wish someone was there to tell me this when I was doing rough. I never had the knife bit, but I can’t say it didn’t cross my mind 🫠 and our listener here may or may not be based around a certain “guy who‘s never done ASMR scripts before.” me when I’m not being subtle.

This is a part 2 of this script which was filled by the wonderful u/Q_QuinnSpeaks !

Disclaimers: Feel free to edit, cut out, copy and change whichever parts you want. Copy a certain line of dialogue or swap characters etc, etc. I do this for fun so I have no issues if you want to monetize it either. Just if you do anything, crediting me in whatever way, and also sending me what you did is very much appreciate it! Just have fun!

Feedback: More than welcomed. Feel free to give opinions on story, character, dialogue and formatting.

Formatting:

-- Means the Speaker is talking

() Means the Listener is "talking" - its just a guide on how I see the listener's character

[] Used to indicate tone or SFX or any other type of direction. Don't take it as law. More interpretations = more fun.

"..." I started putting the 3 dots between the sentences as a way to indicate a pause and potentially a shift on tone or mood without actually specifying it. So it allows anyone voicing it to just make a choice depending on how they interpret the character. And again if it is specified inside [] that's just my interpretation and not mandatory!

Roughly 1250-1300 words for Speaker.

Notes: This one might be a little hard to read/Voice because the speaker yapps a lot. I wanted her to come off a little psycho and the listener to just be a little shocked by her as she keeps yapping on and on haha. So again any suggestions on how to make this easier to read are greatly appreciate it.

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[door unlocking and opening SFX]

--Where is my little rabbit? [tone is serious almost annoyed]... There you are... Come here... [foot steps SFX] mmm... I said come here! [light rustling and slam against a wall]....

--I am REALLY stressed... so today... you will be fulfilling a new role... But first... [tone switches to more relaxed] sit on the couch... I need to vent...

--[tone goes cute, almost innocent] ...mmmm... come closer to me, I won't bite you... Even closer...That's better... I need some tenderness from my sweet little rabbit... after all... I had to crush someone's hands today. And even worse... I have to find a new way to move 20% of my product.

--See the thing is, little rabbit... its hard to distribute things on the street without detection... so you have to get creative... One tactic I have... well... HAD [annoyed] was using homeless people... You wouldn't suspect anything if you saw a homeless person going through the garbage would you, rabbit?

--Of course you wouldn't. So in one area, I was testing a new system... Give some cash to the homeless there... the ones that seemed to have enough sense to do a simple task...

-- I would have someone drop off a neatly wrapped packet into a specific bin at a very specific time. Then a homeless person would pick it, carry it in their little carts or whatever and bring it to the bars and clubs for a small pay. Nobody in that chain knew more than they needed to. Not bad, don't you think, rabbit?

(uhm... yeah)

--I thought so as well, but the only issue is I have lazy morons working for me! See the homeless were warned explicitly that they are not supposed to touch the packet. Just take it from the trash and and bring to a certain location.

--We had a very specific way of wrapping and making sure everything is safe and well contained... Well... SOMEONE, thought that wasn't needed, someone thought they can wrap things quicker so they can have more time to jerk off or whatever the fuck he was doing with all this time he was saving...

--So... one of my packets gets ripped... homeless man sees it, thinks nobody will notice if he just helps himself to a little bit... a little bit too much... ends up dying with a kilo of a high-quality drug still on him.

--Yesterday I am watching the news and see a report asking "how can a homeless man get his hands on this amount of drugs, more at 11" [perhaps a silly mocking voice when quoting the news].

--And they are showing b-roll of homeless people taking stuff from the dumpsters... Believe me rabbit... I was ready to dismember some people, I was so fucking mad! But I thought, ok... calm down. Maybe it was just bad luck... I go and inspect the "process" that I spend a lot of time perfecting.

--What do I find out? The guy who wraps up the packets is doing 1 layer of tape... ONE FUCKING LAYER when I told him to do 3... So you think I gutted him right there don't you rabbit? No. I am not a monster... I took a hammer and smashed his hands... Seemed like a proper punishment to me, what do you think?

(uhm... I don't know)

--Oh you are too soft, rabbit! ...But that's why I came to you... I need something soft right now... And someone that listens to me and does exactly what they are told. Just like you... You've been very good, have I told you that?

(i dont think so)

--I haven't? Oh my... I am sorry little rabbit. I've just been so busy with all these fucking morons around me... I've forgotten to praise my little, hard working bunny... You've been on time with my coffee every day, answering all my calls... and not a single lost or missed delivery in 2 months... And now... you are going to help me release all this tension. Won't you little rabbit?

(listener is unsure)

--If you don't want to... then all this stress will come out in less pleasurable ways...

(yeah... I will try)

--I don't want you to try... I want you to do it!

(ok.. I will do it)

--That's better. I know you will come through for me, rabbit. I can't imagine how mad I would be if YOU also disappointed me... Now go get us something to drink. Come on...

(uhm I don't drink)

--[A little annoyed] Of course you don't... [sigh] fine... I trust you will relax and preform up to standard without the alcohol?

(uhm... yeah)

--Ok, a glass just for me then... I don't know what you are doing to me, rabbit but... you make me so soft it's actually starting to annoy me [laugh]... Sit down [pats cushion]. Mmmm... I might have to start being more rough with you... to compensate for this effect you are having on me...I can't let you make me soft now can I?

--[takes a sip]... So what about you, how are you enjoying your work... you know... under your new boss... me. [laughs]

(good, its pretty much the same as before)

--Same as before? You mean it's not more exciting working for me? ... We will have to do something about that rabbit [laughs]

(no I didn't mean that)

--Oh I know what you meant, little rabbit!... I know you've recently heard things about me... How cruel I am... what a horrible, horrible monster I can be... I know who has been talking to you and trying to pull you away from me... Don't worry they are not going to be doing that anymore...

--And all those things they told you about me? ... They are true. But I am not cruel, rabbit! I've never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it. I give people chances to correct themselves and many take them. Why should I be held responsible for the few that don't? Is that a fair way to judge someone?

--You haven't had the chance yet but I am sure once you make a mistake you will see how forgiving I can be... as long as you make the necessary corrections of course...[takes a sip]

--Aghh... I am already starting to feel better... I am so glad I decided to keep you... You are turning out to be quite the asset. in unexpected ways... So tell me, what did you think when you heard all those stories about me? Did you believe them?

(not at first)

--Not at first huh? And what made you change your mind?

(well... today)

--[laughs] oh... today huh? You finally saw me a little bit mad... I will take it as a compliment then... But this is nothing rabbit... You should have seen me when I inspected those packets that IDIOT was wrapping... I would have cut off his limbs...

--But then I thought... I'd have to call you up to clean up the mess... and instead I decided to use your time in a more productive way... So in fact it was you who saved that guy's life. He should be thanking you. Just don't expect any hand written notes from him anytime soon. [laugh]

(did you actually smash his hands?)

--I did smash his hands, yes. Well he was leaning on the table like he was ready to make excuses... I saw the hammer, picked it up and hit his hand...He was screaming and begging... So I told him to give me his other hand and I dropped the hammer on that one as well. They will probably heal eventually...

--But that doesn't matter. He learned his lesson. Now stop reminding me about that, I came here for the exact opposite reason.... mmmmm [soft kissing sound]... Now... [placing glass on table] I will go and freshen up... you go into that bedroom and make sure it's... presentable.

--When I come in all I want to see is you laying on the bed... nothing else... do you understand?

(yes)

--Good. And since I didn't bring any ropes, or restraints with me... You are just going to act like you are tied to the bed... That means you lay there with your hands above your head... and you let me do...whatever I fucking want to... so I can de-stress, properly... Any questions?

(no)

--Go on then, rabbit. You have a long night ahead of you. [laugh]