#fanscripts

[mamamangaka]

-Angel and Husk at the bar together after finally confessing their feelings the night prior-

Angel: *joking* so where’s my ring then?

Husk: *pouring shots* eh? I dunno, what kind ya want?

Angel: *laughing, being his usual self* oh I dunno, maybe a diamond

Husk: kay

Angel: *comes back from work later that night* hey kitty cat

Husk: there you are. here *hands him black box*

Angel: what’s this?

Husk: what you wanted *opens it and slips on the diamond solitaire*

Angel: *speechless for once*

Husk: *drinks*

Angel: yes

Husk: what?

Angel: fuck yeah I’m gonna marry you

Husk: when the fuck did you think I was gonna give you a choice??

Angel: *aroused*

[elekinetic]

perchance missing caitvi scene (set in act 3)

edit: tbc i wrote this

[prince-toffee]

BumbleBee 2

Written by @prince-toffee (me!)

ifGjTHc-BumbleBee_2_Script.pdf

Foreword: - Well, friends, it's been a long time comin'. I'd been writing this fan script for years, and have been battling this and the previous infernal laptop in trying to somehow get a link to work for the past year or so. And finally, I've figured it out. To give you a reference, I finished it around Rise of The Beasts. But hopefully it all works now.

A little background on this project, up until recently, Bee'18 had been my favourite movie of all time. It brought me so much joy and hope. It showed us that these movies can be good, charming, and genuine. I felt the love letter to the fans in its DNA, and it inspired me. Here laid proof that these movies can be more than blockbuster slop, full of college dudebro humour, racist caricatures, pro-USmilitary propaganda, and perverse male fantasies. Here stood a movie with a heart, genuine, made by someone who genuinely loved this franchise as much as we did. Someone who didn't mock the audience, the source material, and spat in our faces. Here stood before me a movie that wasn't just good on a critical level, but on a moral one too. I loved it. So much so that I decided to write a fan sequel to it. Dethroned only by Transformers One.

And it turns out I really like writing screenplays, huh, who knew, it's technically my first one, so it's a tad crude, no doubt. But it's made with 100% genuine love. And now that I know how to actually share these, I'm definitely going to make more.

Above this foreword is the link to the full script on Imgur. I truly hope you enjoy, and feel the love through your screen the same way I did with Bee'18. And please, please, please, let me know what you think - comments are what we fanfic writers live for. Let me know what you thought, I'd love to see what you have to say, both new and old fans. I'd love to have some fun conversations in the comments. Thank you for reading, and I hope you have a wonderful day :)

Logline: - Cybertron has fallen. The Decepticons have won. The Autobot forces have been scattered across the stars. However, Bumblebee has managed to establish a fallback base on Earth. Now, it is up to him, Optimus Prime, and their band of Autobot refugees to reunite the shattered Autobot forces and take back their homeworld. That is, if they survive the Decepticons that followed them first.

In short; The Autobots wage their battles to destroy the evil forces of The Decepticons!

[eilissxx]

ngl byler is kinda toxic

if they become an endgame in s5 nothing will change, they’ll still argue all the time no matter what 🤷🏼‍♀️ js my thoughts, mike is a red flag and will is NOT ready for relationship so…

[neahtrix]

If I adapted some of my TUA fics into script form, or wrote some of my AU’s into mini script scenes, would anyone like to see that?

(This is the only way I can be motivated to do coursework practise haha)

[cheetahsprints]

Sonic: Ok, SonadowForever asks... Oh boy we're really gonna answer this... with the username? Alright ... Shadow why are you - hehe - aha, sorry, it says, Shadow why are you so gay? Haha... Well that's presumptuous heh that's a BOLD question. You can't (snorts) Hahaha oh my Chaos, SonadowForever, you can't just ask people why they're gay! Shadow: Because Sonic is very handsome. Sonic: Haha what, excuse me Shadow... Pfffft what??? Amy Rose: So... You are gay then? If you don't mind me asking.   Shadow: Yes. Sonic: (snort) HAHAHEHEHE --- (high-pitched) LGBT for the win?! Shadow: For Sonic.   Sonic: Ah haha whoa there haha... Wait, are you... You weren't joking before? What does that even mean? Sonic: Shadow? Just gonna... Leave that hanging there? .... uh... ok. Sonic: Since we're sharing heh... I'm Bisexual. Not too picky, I go where the wind takes me... Yeah... Sonic [barely audible]: (((Right now it's taking me toward Shadow... Hi there~))) Shadow [barely audible]: (((...Sonic?))) Amy Rose: I prefer boys but I like to keep an open mind. For the possibilities. Your soulmate is your soulmate. Knuckles: Yeah uh... I dunno never really thought about it. Whoever catches my eye, but I'm usually too busy keeping an eye on the Master Emerald. There is a special lady who’s been on my mind though...   Amy Rose: Ooh I think I know who... Tails: Me too, hehe. Knuckles: No you don't! Tails: I’m not really interested in romance yet, if it happens. I'm focused on inventing and helping the team. Eggman: Ah..  I'm straight.. I think. But not really looking to date right now. Feel a little awkward after all of that...   Amy Rose: Oh don't feel awkward! Everyone is valid. As long as you don't make others feel bad about themselves. Knuckles: Is it me or did Sonic get really quiet? Amy Rose: Yeah what is he - ah.. haha oh. Knuckles cover Tails’ eyes, quickly! Tails: Huh?! Sonic: Oh this thing was still going? Haha... woops. Shadow: In regards to the answer Knuckles gave... Do I need to get the shovel ready? I'm not her father but... Close enough. Sonic: It's shovel TALK, Shadow. It's an expression. No actual shovels are involved. Shadow: Not if I have anything to say about it. Sonic: Well anyway! Thanks for the question... SonadowForever... really eye opening...  heheh. Sonic [barely audible]: (((What if, heh, you couldn't say anything, eh, Shadow?))) Amy Rose: Oh brother, does anyone have a spray bottle? Eggman: Here you go. I don't need to see that again.

[kamydrawstuffs]

For any Taskmaster enjoyer out there. :3

This is a fanscript, which I wanted to test it out!

[blueplanet22]

TED LASSO - SEASON 4, EPISODE 1 (Script fic) 🎬⚽️

A season that started with high hopes is already falling apart.

Three managers. Zero wins. A locker room that won’t hold together.

Rebecca Welton has made a lot of bold choices in her time. But this one?

This one might be the riskiest yet.

Because when the flight lands at Heathrow, it’s not just about who’s coming back.

It’s about who’s arriving for the first time.

And Richmond? Richmond isn’t ready.

It all starts here.

FADE IN: INT. HEATHROW AIRPORT - TERMINAL 5 - DAY The usual business traveler chaos. SUITS and BRIEFCASES move in practiced patterns through the arrivals hall. Suddenly, the ordered flow breaks— QUICK CUTS of travelers stepping aside, briefcases jerking away, coffee cups teetering. LOW ANGLE on a pair of UNTIED RED CONVERSE, moving with controlled chaos through the crowd. They stop, start, weave—a dance all their own. TRACK WITH the shoes to reveal an oversized BACKPACK bouncing above them. Patches and pins flutter: a small ARGENTINE FLAG, a worn MARADONA sticker, a plush FOOTBALL dangling from the zipper. The bag's too big for its unseen owner. TILT DOWN to the Converse again as they pick up speed— BAM! They screech to a halt in front of polished SECURITY BOOTS. ANGLE ON the SECURITY GUARD (50s), looking down at someone we still can't see. SECURITY GUARD No running in the terminal. (beat) Where are your parents? The sound of CLICKING HEELS approaches rapidly. KEELEY JONES hurries into frame, slightly out of breath but perfectly put together. KEELEY So sorry! Bloody London traffic. (to the guard) It's alright, I'm from Richmond AFC. We've got it sorted. She looks down at our mystery arrival, her face softening. KEELEY (CONT'D) How was your flight, love?

Richmond AFC has seen its share of surprises.

This one’s just getting started.

📖 Read the full script here

🔹 No spoilers. Let’s see who figures it out first.

[serpentinefangs]

!! CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPEDITION 33 ACT 2/3 SPOILERS !!

I'm not sure if it counts as a spoiler really but I wanna be on the safe side 🙏 wld any1 be interested in like a fanscript of "Une vie à t'aimer",, I can't get the thought of performing it on stage out of my head and OH MY GODDDDD i don't wanna be alone in this so I'm giving this out to tumblr in hopes motivating me

[poptartcat]

Fanfic segment dump

Just some lines of fanfic I’ve recently written that I like and want to share (both scrapped and just unposted!)

He wished love would stop dressing in a trench coat. Love hurt less when it stopped hiding in the depths of his soul. —-

Glory, he hated Steve. He knew other students were on his case. For being a Greaser and for being a dreamer. It never helped that he was in Soc-dominated classes. Steve always brought up how different he was; how he was looked down upon for it, and now he was blaming it for him not wanting or having a girl. All Steve ever did was talk about things he didn’t understand.

Darry and Soda said it shouldn’t bother him none, since they’d rather have a nerdy bookworm than a drunk partygoer for a brother. Pony wasn’t so sure about that. Nobody wanted a brother who couldn’t even hold his own in a rumble. He always had to team up with another small Greaser, or Curly if he wasn’t in the reformatory.

—-

Ponyboy was the one who almost drowned, just Johnny was the one sinking.

——-

There really was no sense. It wouldn’t get Dally anywhere. Wouldn’t get him the respect of other hoods. Wouldn’t get him money. Wouldn’t get him to be an asset to society.

—-

(Ghost AU)

As boring as his days were, at least he had Johnny. If it weren’t for whatever kept them as ghosts, he’d probably be looking up and Johnny down and he didn’t know much about the afterlife but burning for eternity didn’t sound so appealing.

—-

(Soc Johnny AU)

“Darry and Soda said you could come over.”

The sun beat down on his head, his feet firmly planted on the hot concrete. It was the hottest July’s day Pony thought he had ever experienced, but his enthusiasm made it so he didn't feel like a frying egg in a pan.

Johnny bristled. He grabbed the strap of his satchel. “Pony-”

He gave a lopsided grin. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. Darry used to have some Soc friends.” He didn't elaborate on the used to be aspect of his words, nor did he bother to explain it took a week to get Darry to relent.

—-

His hair flew wildly as he cackled, a cop right on his tail. He was experienced enough for his drunken stumbles to be a drunken run.

He threw out a one-liner that had him laughing all over again. No one needed to know he stole that from a recent Mickey cartoon.  —

Two-Bit flipped one of them off and took off. Oh, the things he’d do for another chance to look at their faces. He was practically peeing his pants just thinking about it.

—-

Everything from here and below is in script format bc it’s supposed to be my version of the musical script! (Sorry in advance for the poor formatting this is just so I can write it down and understand what I mean/want before I completely format it)

Ponyboy (VO): I wasn’t walking for very long before I heard the Socs (engine revs in the distance. He slouches.) They’ve got it out for us. They had it out for Johnny. All I could think about was Johnny’s red and scarred face after what those bastards did to him. Johnny never cried, but he did that day.

—-

Paul (mocking drawl): Got nothin’ to say?

Ponyboy, angry: I ain’t gotta tell a bastard like you nothin’!

Ponyboy (VO): I hated Paul. Hated him. He used to hang around with my oldest brother, Darry. The two even had sleepovers. A Greaser having a sleep over with a Soc! Almost made him go Soc but he left him behind when he couldn’t go to college no more. I don’t think Darry ever told him the scholarship wasn’t enough anyways.

Paul: (leans in) Let me guess. Wanted to see Cool Hand Luke, huh? (Pony scowls and looks away. Paul laughs) Of course you did.

—-

Paul: Well, I think it’s a Ponyboy problem. Maybe you’ve gotten too comfortable just ‘cause I let your brother hang around- a mistake if you ask me.

—-

Ponyboy(VO): Those are my two brothers, Darry and Sodapop. Darry’s been taking over since our parents died. He used to have more fun. Smiled more too. Now his eyes are colder than a winter’s night. Soda, on the other hand, smiles all the time, even when he probably shouldn’t. Even when his girlfriend, Sandy, cheated on him and moved to Florida. You’d be hard pressed to find a moment when he isn’t. I don’t know which of the two is better, but I’ll find out one of these days.

—-

Ponyboy(VO): There he goes again, all cold with me. I could’ve said it wasn’t me, it was Paul, but that was a sore spot for him. And even though I knew he wouldn’t like it, I said-

Ponyboy, mumbling: I didn’t do nothin’

—-

Darry: Hold it. Why’re you covered in dirt?

Ponyboy: We all got bored and decided to play some football.

[Darry, the ex-football player, folds a little faster, not looking at Ponyboy. He’d love to be out there too.]

Darry: Football, huh? Just don’t get all your clothes dirty. ‘Specially since I’m working on laundry right now.

—

Ponyboy(VO): All Soda ever did was love. Love like the world depended on it. I think his did. He’s got family and friends and broads all lovin’ him and he’s always lovin’ them right back. But it always bit him in the ass. Maybe Dally was right sometimes, about keepin’ yourself cold. Then people like Soda wouldn’t get hurt so easy by people like that

[Sodapop rolls onto his side, away from Ponyboy.]

Sodapop: I’m tired. And after the day you had, you should be too. And don’t go readin’ that book again… I flipped through it… five hundred and fourty-four pages- glory, I’d sooner become the next president than finish it! What’s someone got five hundred and fourty-four pages of words to talk about?

—-

Bob: Watch yourself, grease. I’ll be back and I’ll do just what I did to your pussy of a friend!

[He looks at Johnny, who nearly cowers.]

Two-Bit(screaming): Don’t you talk about Johnny like that!

[Bob laughs and storms off. Johnny’s terrified. His breathing is short and quick and he’s shaking. His hand is at his back pocket. Two-Bit bounds over, more sobered up from the near fight.]

Two-Bit: Let’s get outta here

[Scene change to Johnny and Ponyboy in the lot. It’s cold. Ponyboy stirs]

Ponyboy(VO): Two-Bit left us again not long after to go to Buck’s After everything at the drive in, Johnny and I tried to take a moment to hear ourselves think ‘fore I went home. Except we were so exhausted a moment became a couple hours.

[Ponyboy turns to face Johnny and shakes him. Johnny groans and blearily opens his eyes]

Ponyboy: What time is it?

Johnny: turns on his side away from Ponyboy I dunno. Go back to sleep, will ya?

[Ponyboy is about to do so, but it all comes back to him. He shoots up.]

Ponyboy: Shit, Darry’s gonna kill me!

—-

Darry: What is that? Did Pau- any Socs come after you? Did you do something to them?

[markalwants-cheese]

WOOO

Just finished first episode screenplay fanfic for Supernatural called "Abnormal" (lmaoooo)

Def an amateur screenplay since this is literally my first attempt but it's like 38 minutes worth of shit so that's an achievement I suppose

[mamamangaka]

Husk: *leans down and starts licking Angels face*

Angel: oh yes daddy, why don’t you lick me down there - what the hell are you doing?

Husk: you didn’t clean off your makeup before bed, hold still, this eyeshadow is stubborn

[syntheticsylvie]

The Simpsons x Real Life News Stories

SCENE 1

INT. SPRINGFIELD RETIREMENT CASTLE - GRANDPA'S ROOM - DAY

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON sits in his rocking chair, dozing off. Suddenly, he spots a roach scurrying across the floor.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON (startled) What?! A bombay canary!

Abe leans forward, addressing the insect.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON Now listen here, you six-legged menace. Back in my day, we didn't have fancy bug sprays. We had to tell long, rambling stories to bore the pests to death. Oh sure, you could just squash 'em, but where's the sport in that?

As Abe speaks, he slowly reaches for his shoe.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON (quickly) And that's why I always keep a gun in my shoe!

Abruptly the shoe slips out of Abe's hands, flying at the roach.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON (smugly) Ha! Thought you'd get out of the story that easy, did ya? Not the most sporting method but-

It misses, hitting the wall.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON D'oh!

Then, a handgun falls out of the shoe, discharging upon impact.

The bullet ricochets and strikes Abe in the foot.

GRAMPA ABE SIMPSON (yelping) D'OH! Consarn it!

[saveahorserideaneddie]

or or or they’re trapped in the firehouse BECAUSE of the disaster like imagine a mudslide or something traps them in and they have to wait for like the 133 to come help them out or smth but bc LA’s in chaos no one seems to be able to get to them and like outside everyone is panicking and freaking out meanwhile everyone’s inside like

even better if everyone (with the exception of ravi) are all arguing with each other over different things (hen and chim arguing over hen not wanting to be captain for some reason, eddie and buck arguing about buck just up and moving out without telling eddie) and so everyone is giving each other the silent treatment meanwhile raving is like WHY ARE THE GIRLS FIGHTING

and their arguments all get either resolved (hen and chim) or partially resolved (eddie and buck; it sets up their arc for 9a being them realizing why they had such strong feelings about buck moving out) by the end of ep 3 when they’re finally rescued by the 133 or the 147 (since those are the most common houses used on the show as background) and they all go home to their families but athena (who’s had her own arc about missing bobby) goes home alone and starts crying over a photo of bobby

AND THEN END OF EPISODE THREE cuts to a lab somewhere in LA recovering from whatever earthquake/landslide happened and we see some of the lab people from 8x15 talking about their human twst subject has responded well to treatment or smth and the camera pans over to the hospital bed and it’s BOBBY and blackout

i wanna hear your most unhinged predictions for an opening emergency

i don’t mean “bobby alive in a government lab” i mean batshit crazy stuff

[io-lu-art]

Idk who needed this, but here ya go....

(I did.)

Sneak peak, because I have mercy for your poor timelines :'D

Full song after the page break:

Not me procrastinating both my post tlj fanscript and every thing else important in my life with more random reylo...

It took me a while to figure out the context in which this could actually happen. Probably Ben Solo fighting with the Resistance, trying to prove and redeem himself and make things right. He'd feel the pressure to do it all by himself until it would crush him completely. Rey would remind him to take a break (unintentional Hamilton reference this time! lol I swear on my heart, body and soul) and keep him grounded.

I am not comparing Ben to Hamilton btw, in case it comes across like I am. My head is just very random sometimes.

Don't mind me dropping the video of the actual performance at the very end, because ⭐Phillipa Soo⭐ everybody!

Edit: as requested, AO3

[reo-bylerwagon]

instead of crashing out, here's a s5 prediction fanscript wip i'm picking up again