#f4a script

[winged-unicorn-trash-can]

[A4A] In the Care of a Demon [M4F] [F4M] [Demon Speaker] [Resurrected Listener] [Fantasy] [Lore heavy] [Personal attention] [Caretaker] [Necromancy]

Storyline- A brutal war ravaged this world, mankind has fallen and very few draw breath. A new master rules this place. But within thick forest, a safe heaven is made. A demon awaits for a human to awaken. There is a reason why they say you should let the dead rest. But the demon couldn't.

The thought of the worms devouring their human…their friend, nearly drove them to madness. And so they carried the human limp body, wrapped in a blanket , to a demon necromancer. The human draws breath once more.

But now the long and jagged road of recovery is before them. And some old memories should have stayed buried. For everyone's sake.

Rules:

[ Not a rule, but I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes you may find ]  

-Give credit to me, please, and thank you (Mystic Grove Audio)

-This script is free to use for monetization

-You can improvise and add things if you wish, like if you like a script but it seems to be tailored to a certain gender: change it so it fits what you like! But please, still give credit

-You can share the script outside of Archive, but again, please give credit

-If you make an audio/video, send me a link! I would love to see your work!

-Have Fun!

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[Sounds of distorted swords clashing, screaming, and fire. Sounds of a battlefield]

[All sounds come to ahead before getting silenced. Leaving with eerie whispers and a fast heartbeat that soon slows down to a normal pace]

Necromancer: [Muffled, creepy old voice] It is done, my (Lord/Lady) [Dark chuckle] What a feisty soul they have…

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, softly, almost concerned but trying to hide it] Tell me, how much free will is still within them? Will they be able to function without orders?

Necromancer: [ Muffled, disappointed] If (his/her) (Lordship/Ladyship) desired an arisen corpse but forgo the thrall, then perhaps (he/she) should have sought out a paladin that had yet to succumb that war of- [Cut off]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, angry] Do not try my patience, Veil Ripper!

Necromancer: [Muffled, slightly sarcastic] My tongue means no offense to you, oh great Demon's Crown! 

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, slight growl]

Necromancer: [Muffled, apathetic sigh] It depends, my (Lordship/Ladyship), on how long they have been dead. Those who are nothing but bones have no free will. And they act as if they know not the words. While those with more flesh clinging to them have been known to do things without orders.

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled] And what of their memories?

Necromancer: [Muffled, slowly fading out] Ahh, but of course! Yours is a shared history that runs deep. But you must understand, the soul might remember, but the mind is weak and frail- [Faded out]

[Pause, Heartbeat, and whispers fade out, and a warm crackling fire fades in. Rustling of a fabric as Listener starts to wake up.]

[Muffled morning birds outside the window. More rustling of fabric as Listener crawls closer to the fire]

[Slow footsteps on wooden floors, suddenly stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Softly] You [Pause] woke up. [Pause, more joyful and excited] You woke up!!

[Quick-paced footsteps on the floor; Dahlia/Dorian drop to their knees and hug Listener]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Holding back tears] I can feel your heart. I can hear your breath…I never thought I would see those eyes again, but- [Cut themselves off, pull away from the hug] Do you know who I am? Do you remember who you are!?

[Listener says master]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Taken aback, almost angered in tone] No. Do not call me that. [Angered and hurt] I am not your master. It's me. It's your D-[Cut themselves off slightly, a calmer tone] I'm (Dahlia/Dorian), and you are my friend, not my thrall! Not my slave!

Dahlia/Dorian: [Takes a deep breath] I can explain later, but right now, it's best we get you washed and dressed in clean clothes; you've been wearing those rags for [Pause] Gods only knows…come on, I'll help you up.

[Dahlia/Dorian helps the Listener to their feet. Listener stumbles a little as they start to walk]

Dahlia/Dorian: It's okay, it's okay. I got you. Your mussels have forgotten a lot, but don't worry, I'm here, and I'm going to help you. We just [Pause] need to take things slow. One step at a time, so to speak. Sorry for letting you sleep on the floor, but your skin felt so cold I thought having you closer to the fire would be good. I swear I have a bed for you.

[After a few more walking steps, they stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: I've been warming bath water all morning. It's a good thing I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep! Or you probably wouldn't have a nice warm bath waiting for you! [Soft chuckle] Unlike that one time in that little tavern! The way you acted, you would have thought a frost nymph was hiding in your bath water; you particularly begged me to light a fire around the tub with you still inside! Remember- [Cut off, clearing their throat, less cheerful tone] No. That look in your eyes tells me you don't remember.

[Fabric rustling as Dahlia/Dorian undress Listener]

Dahlia/Dorian: These rags aren't even fit to feed a fire. Right, the shirt is off, now- Here, put your hands on my shoulder. Pull this leg out, and then that one. Great. Now, do you think you can get in the tub by yourself? 

[Listener steps into the bath]

Dahlia/Dorian: Good, good, just take it slow, and don't worry, I'm right here-

[Listener collapses into the water with a splash. Muffled underwater.]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, Panicked] Sparrow!!

[Dahlia/Dorian pulls Listener back to the surface ]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Panicked] Are you okay? Are you- [Calm breath, exasperated chuckle] You're okay…[Sigh] Remember, I told you to take things slow.

[Dahlia/Dorian start to clean Listener, cloth scrubbing skin sound effect]

Dahlia/Dorian : Is the water too hot?

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: It feels warm? Good! At least you still have feelings; just let me know if I'm scrubbing too hard, okay?

Dahlia/Dorian: [To themselves] These rotten parts of the skin, I'll have to keep an eye on them, make sure they heal [Pause] The wounds on your back, they run so deep-

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: O-oh, why did I call you Sparrow? Well, that was the name the Mages of The Ivory Gate gave you. The Sparrow of Thistle. You were a summoner. One [Pause] One of the greatest summoners to walk the Four Realms. And I should know, I was one of your summons. Sparrow was the only name I knew you by. Due to the law of a summons contract, I couldn't know your true name.

[Some water splashes]

Dahlia/Dorian: Now, close your eyes. I'm going to wash your hair, and I don't want soap to get into them.

[Hair scrubbing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Your hair has gotten longer than the last I saw you … I can cut it if you like.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: N-no, [Emphasis] I don't want your hair shorter; the choice is yours, remember? I'm not your master, and you are not my thrall. You're my friend, and I'm looking after you.

[Hair scrubbing, water splashing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Hold your breath for just a moment; I'm going to lay you back into the water to get the soap out. Okay? [Pause] Okay, ready?

[Listener goes underwater, Muffled water sound ambiance. The Listener is then pulled back up]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slight laugh] See! That wasn't so bad. To your feet now, let's dry you off and get dressed. I have breakfast waiting for you, too.

[Listener says they are hungry]

Dahlia/Dorian: You're hungry? [Sarcastically] I can't think why! [Pause] But… I'm happy to hear that; it means you still have your human needs.

[Towel drying sounds]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slight chuckle]

[Lisinter asks what's wrong]  

Dahlia/Dorian: Oh! Nothing! It's just your hair is so [Pause] Poofy now. Don't worry, I'll brush it later.

[Fabric sounds]

Dahlia/Dorian: Here, do you think you can dress yourself?

[Listener nods. Clothes rustling noise]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Witnessing Listener put the clothes on wrong. Trying to hold back laughter] Uhh..uhm, I don't think that arm- [Cut off] Ho-hold on! Wait, before you fall!

[Fabric sounds stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: Well…at least you got it on, but, uhm, that shirt is backward. Here, let me.

[Soft fabric sounds as the shirt is fixed]

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: I'm glad to hear so; the fabric is made from drider thread, softer than silk but stronger than metal armor, and all light as a dove's feather. [Paused] There, cleaned and dressed, now: we get to eat. Here, I'll guide you like before.

[Footsteps on the wooden floor, chair being pulled out]

Dahlia/Dorian: Have a seat.

[Chair is pushed back in. Footsteps walking away, filling a bowl from a pot. Footsteps walking back, setting the bowl down on the table. Dahlia/Dorian sit down]

Dahlia/Dorian: Well, go on~ I know it's only oatmeal, but I made sure to add some berries and milk to it. Shouldn't be too hot. [A little concerned] What's wrong? Didn't you say you were hungry?

[Pause]

Dahlia/Dorian: Oh, I understand now. You don't remember how to eat. [Under their breath] This is going to be a little more complicated than I thought. It's like…raising a child. [Deep breath] No matter, this is my responsibility, and if this is the Gods way of punishing me, then I should count myself lucky…I deserve far worse.

[Lisinter repeats the word "Punishment"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Pulled from thoughts] Uh? Oh. No, no, nothing for you to be concerned about. Here, let's get some food in your belly.

[Wooden spoon scraping in a wooden bowl]  

Dahlia/Dorian: Open your mouth [Pause] And then close it. [Slight laugh] Yes, around the spoon, and keep it closed until the spoon is out. Okay? [A little bit of a struggle] Uhh, try not to press so hard around the spoon [Pause] There! Now chew the food before swallowing.

[Muffled chewing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Ready for another bite? 

[Wooden bowl scraping]

Dahlia/Dorian: Say ahhh

[Muffled chewing]

Dahlia/Dorian: You keep looking at me; it's the horns, isn't it.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: I shouldn't expect you to remember much of your life, let alone remember that I'm a demon [Pause]. Here, do you think you can do it on your own, Sparrow? [Pause] That's it. Wrap your fingers around the spoon and just do what I did.

[Wooden spoon scraping on wooden bowl, Muffled chewing noise]

Dahlia/Dorian: Good, very Good. And while you finish up your breakfast, I'll brush your hair out.

[Chair pulling out, footsteps walking away, then walking back. Brush going through hair. Just that sound effect for a while]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slightly nervous] I would very much like to tell you about our past. Would that be okay? I-I don't want to overwhelm you, though.

[Listener agrees]

Dahlia/Dorian: Okay [Deep Breath] From what you told me, you were orphaned by the Great Plague when you were very young. You called yourself a [Cut off]

[Lisinter says "Street Rat"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Presently surprised] Y-Yes, Street Rat. You told me you used to raise a little hell when you were younger. I would never believe you when you told me. I couldn't even imagine someone as lawful as you would think of tripping a little old lady just to snatch a few coins. [Pause] What else can you remember?

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Thinking it over] Big beards….Big beards [Realization] OH! You must be remembering the Archmages of the Ivory Gate. One of them had a vision of you and your magical potential and personally brought you to the Academy themselves. It was unheard of that one from such a lesser status would be brought to learn such advanced Magic. The Archmages had high hopes for you, but I doubt not even they could foresee just how masterful you became. Rune spellwork and Elemental are things all Mages must learn, but to become a Summoner? That is a feat. [Excited], and you become the greatest that ever walked this Earth. You didn't even have to read out the spell of the contract to pull beings out of the pocket realm. You just [Pause] did. It came to you as easy as flipping a page of a book. You broke the Fox of Winterthur's record, you know. He could only summon a mere three; you could do six. 

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Soft chuckle] Magic has many laws. A contract can't trap things with a powerful soul or strong mind. So oftentimes, summoners resort to using animals, trolls, or even goblins. Anything with a weak mind. Or beings with no soul, like elemental spirits and, of course, demons. Preferably lesser demons. Once captured, they are bound to a spell scroll known as a contract. When not summoned, their body and mind are frozen in a pocket realm. To be a Summoner, you must be able to merge your soul and mind with one another to both bring them out of this realm and control them.

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes, my contract was destroyed. You did it yourself…just as you promised me. I was born a lesser demon. I was captured in a contract over 100 years. Nearly my entire childhood. I had many master's before you. [Pause] When you summoned me for the first time, I thought it was for a battle, but do you remember the first words you ever spoke to me?

[Listener says no, hair brushing stops]

Dahlia/Dorian: [A little sad] "Hello, it's nice to meet you." [Pause] You kept me around even after battles. You treated me like I was one of the fellowship.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [A little confused] What are you saying- [Realization, softly] Their names [Louder] You remember their names. Seth, Ava, Gent, and you were part of the fellowship that led to the end of the Demon Lord. 

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes, I was there too. We fought side by side against the Demon Lord [Pause] , But it was you who dealt the final blow; it was you who ended Hell's War. But [Pause, slightly hesitant] but that was a lifetime ago, and [Unsure what to say, clear throat] Sparrow, there's something I need to tell you. There was another war; it's been over now for a few years, but [Pause] Mankind has fallen. Seth, Ava, and Gent fell one by one during the battles. And you died. [Stumbling with their words] You were…captured and…and I-I couldn't get to you in time, and when I saw your body, I-

[Lisinter starts to freak out, repeating the word "Dead"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Trying to calm them down] Hey, hey, Sparrow, Shhshh! Look at me. Sparrow, look at me, please! [Pause] Yes, Yes, I know, you died. They died. And the world you knew along with them. But look at me. I brought you back, and you're safe now. I swear to you that you are safe. I'm going to look after you from now on, and I will never let anyone touch you ever again. I swear it.

[Pause]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Deep breath] I think some fresh air might do us some good, yeah? Here, let's go to the garden. 

[Chair pulled out, slow footsteps, door opening. Spring forest ambiance, footsteps on grass]

Dahlia/Dorian: Just sit down here. [Pause] Yeah, I made sure to plant your favorite herbs. You used to carry around magical vials that helped different herbs grow. You couldn't go a few steps without your little travel garden. Never knew when Ava's cooking needed a spice or when you needed to patch me up again [Weary chuckle]

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yeah, it is calm out here. And you can stay out here all day if you want. And I can reach how to take care of the plants and- [Cut off]

[Lisinter asks what's wrong]

Dahlia/Dorian: No-nothing, it's just- [Pause] You stay right here; I just need to [Trailing off] Need to deal with something. 

[Dahlia/Dorian walks back into a house. Crow cawing and flapping its wing]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Annoyed] Tsk. That spell circle was meant to keep nuisances like you out!

[Crow angry cawing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes! Yes! I see the letter, thank you!

[Crow caws, flapping wings, and flies away. Envelope ripped open, paper unfolding]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Pause, emotionless] So, the council requests my presence.

[Pause, then the letter is ignited]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Angry] To hell with them and their petty politics! I gave them strict orders to NEVER disturb me when I'm here. They think they can summon me like- [Trying to calm themselves down] This is more important. They. Are more important.

The End

[simplynims]

I want an audio roleplay where it plays off like The Office. And I'm not talking about the usual office romances, NO. None of that. I want it to play out like how The Office is scripted but with a long winded silence when it's the listeners turn for the talking head interview.

[harveyhawkscripts]

[F4A] Courting a Reef Giant [Reef Giant Speaker] [Mini Script] [12 Days of Scriptmas]

AN: So this was an abandoned script idea, but I’m behind on Scriptmas due to unexpected circumstances. I should be back in the swing of things tomorrow. Maybe one day I’ll come back to this script and continue it; I do really like the concept. 

Google Doc

Usage:

- Okay for monetization

- Please credit me as Harvey Hawk :)

- Tweaks, improv, and pronoun changes are okay! Just please do not rewrite the script completely.

Synopsis: The speaker, Avira Aquamarine, is a reef giant and the eldest daughter of her late parents, Ona and Saulmen. She is heir to a great fortune and looking for a life partner. The listener, a human, wanders into her abode and instantly falls for her. And it just so happens that she’s holding a competition to see who is worthy to be her partner. 

Key:

[SFX and Action]

Break - Listener response

(...) Longer pause

(Voice instruction)

Word Count: 383

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AVIRA

Welcome suitors. I am Avira Aquamarine, eldest daughter of Ona and Saulmen Aquamarine and heir to the Aquamarine fortune. You are here today because you have been given the opportunity of a lifetime – the opportunity to earn my hand in marriage. You will be put through a series of rigorous tests to assess your physical, mental, and emotional capabilities as a partner. During these challenges, you – hold on.

[Giant Footsteps]

You. Human. What are you doing among my suitors? How did you even get into my mansion?

You found a cave while diving, and it led here? So much for a hidden sanctuary. Regardless, this place is not for the likes of you. Be on your way, and I will forgive you for trespassing.

No? What do you mean no?

You… Wish to court me…?

[Laughs heartily]

Oh, for a small thing you are just too much, aren’t you? But enough jokes. Scuttle on, little one.

You can’t be serious. You think I can’t tell when someone is just after inheritance?

What do you mean “what inheritance?” Don’t you know anything about Reef Giants?

And why, pray tell, would you want to marry someone you know nothing about?

Love at first sight… Is that a sort of human phenomenon?

That sounds ridiculous. I don’t even know your name.

Well, I think I’ll just call you Sea Bunny.

Because you’re small and cute! So cute that I almost want to humor you. Almost.

Listen, Sea Bunny, don’t get me wrong. You’re charming. But you’re just a tiny thing – if you get underfoot, it’s all over for you. Besides, how do you plan to make yourself stand out among a group of mighty reef giants? And if you do manage to do that, how do you plan to provide for me?

And what job is that, Bunny?

A baker…?

(Interested) A baker. So, you make cakes and things then?

Yes, yes, bread too. But more importantly – you make sweets, right? Cupcakes, cookies, ooh! What about cream puffs?

Hmm… You know what? Consider it your lucky day. I’ll allow you the privilege of fighting for my hand.

Yes, really. But! Don’t think I’ll take it easy on you because you’re a human. The first challenge is the anchor toss. Hope you’re ready!

END

[galatrixie]

“Baking Brownies (and Talking) with a Whimsical Earth Elemental | Audio RP | [F4A]”

I made a thumbnail for my one of my Redacted OCs…and maybe wrote the script.

This would be the second audio in her series, and her listener’s pet name would be “buttercup”

The thumbnail template is by @mokozroach and the logo is just Huxley’s logo

Thumbnail was made in Capcut

[silencingspellsongs]

hellooo redacted nation, i come to you today with a humble question to test the waters a bit....

so for a while now i've been working behind the scenes on some stuff and i've mentioned it a few times on my blog but ok hhh here goes

tl;dr is that i want to make fan audios taking place in the redactedverse, but with exclusively original character speakers and listeners, and the audios would take place in my version of one of the other cornerstone cities (not one that's already named in canon)

these audios would be from a female presenting speaker (so F4A) and besides the worldbuilding and some easter eggs and references thrown in, would not be connected to the dahlia stories plot wise.

so i guess my question here is....

more rambling and i guess explanations of my thought process under the cut

i've been working on a couple different scripts on and off now for a few months trying to learn how to do scriptwriting for audios (oh my god it's so hard how does ANYONE do this 😫) and i have a one or two that are close to being ready to record so i've really started to think about the idea of actually doing this, which is why i'm suddenly so concerned about if anyone would actually want to listen to them 😅

i have friends that are really supportive and helpful of this project but none of them listen to redacted or audio roleplays in general so while i value their input, it's not exactly the same as knowing if the actual fanbase would be interested. saying to them "this character is a sadism demon! this character works for the department!" is equivalent to someone who has never heard of star wars opening a fanfic and reading that someone is a jedi, y'know what i mean? (i use this example as if i am not a bitch that has never seen a star wars movie in their life oop)

and even if the majority of ya'll aren't really interested in what i make, just knowing that a few people would be willing to give it a try will hopefully kick those doubtful thoughts out of my mind and get me inspired to finally finish something! 🥹🙏🏻

and idk if this all needs to be said but i feel better making this disclaimer: i'm obviously not affiliated officially with redacted, and i really stress the term "fan audio" because i don't want to try and claim ownership over his worldbuilding in any way. my intent is not to copy or steal his original ideas, i just want to show my love for his work by making something with all the stories in my head that it inspired. because of the nature of this, i don't ever plan on monetizing the videos if i ever got to that point. and while the characters i make and the storylines that would follow them along with the setting i make would be mine, all creative credit for the overarching worldbuilding itself will always be enthusiastically given to erik.

and i guess if you actually read to the end of all this rambling i could reward you with...... a little something...... a teaser if you will 🫣

[wispofstarlight]

Where Netrunners Fear To Tread | [F4A] ASMR Cyberpunk Roleplay

Script by u/Finitely_Timeless

[loopyy-loopss]

HYPNOVEMBER DAY 3 - Prompt: Temperature

I actually have 2 for this one! "The animal inside" i wrote, and the other i asked my friend to do their interpretation of my original script. enjoy!

The animal inside

This file starts with relaxation and then moves into suggestions about "going into heat" and ends with relaxation as well. All effects and suggestions remain in-file. Listen here: https://soundgasm.net/u/Loopy_Loops/F4A-The-animal-inside

Be Alphas good, needy pup

A more pet play inspired take on todays prompt. Content warnings: No countup, mild addiction play Listen to it here: https://soundgasm.net/u/Loopy_Loops/F4A-Be-Alphas-good-needy-pup

If you like my content, you can find more of it here: https://www.patreon.com/Loopy_Loops https://linktr.ee/loopy_loops

[teamseaslug]

[F4A] Your [Shy] Sim Teaches You Woohoo [Script Fill] [Strangers to Lovers] [Yandere] [Comfort] [Praise] [Bilingual] because [Simlish] [Loud] [Laughter] there are a few [Interruptions] mostly of other Sims doing push ups [Moaning] [Under the covers] [SFX] [Margot Robbie] is there [Lass Frooby Noo]

[muddyflowers]

bimbo daydreams

[F4M] [F4F] [F4A] Bimbo Daydreams [Hypnosis] [Bimbofication] [Brainwashing] [Empty & Happy] [Dumb] [Trance] [Pink] [Submit] [ASMR] [Script Fill] In this business, we're equal opportunity bimbo employers. My big, fat, bimbo ass wants to spread the pink as far as it can go, which is why you'll find no gendered language in today's audio. Boys can be bimbos too. This is my first new audio since last summer. Today's my cake day, and considering bimbofication has been one of my top kinks of the last few months, it almost felt like a gift when u/SuckMyScript posted this bimbofication script yesterday! I view bimbofication as a celebration, letting us love parts of ourselves without inhibition while letting silly societal expectations like "you have to be smart to be valuable" just drip away. You have zero obligation to be anything but happy, and what is a bimbo if not a simple shrine to happiness? Original script can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/ncif8r/f4a_bimbo_daydreams/

[maladaptivedaydreamaudio]

"And yet you still came to my door. I don’t take you for a fool though, highness. You knew the risks. You came anyway."

[F4A] Made Of Stone [Evil Wizard VA] [Royal Listeners] [Evil Wizard x Princess] [Unlikely Alliance] [Our Past] [Help You?] [This Changes Nothing] [Beloved] [A Soft Spot] [I Will Save You]

Thanks to Lupin for the incredible script!

[secret-subject]

Hello Secret!

The first thing I wanted to say is that I've been following u for quite some time and I love ur audios!!

I wanted to ask you how exactly sending you a script works? I mean, do I send it to you here or by e-mail? And also what type of scripts are you willing to accept or do you not care at all? I'm pretty lost lmao

Thank u so much, have a great day and keep it up!!

Heya! This is a great question and one I get asked a little these days so I'm happy to tell you.

I recieve a bunch of emails every week with potential scripts people want me to record which is really cool. I do read most of them that come my way and I check my spam often to ensure they don't fall through the cracks. Most of the time too I try my best to respond to every email, but I also get easily distracted so this part might take time.

If I read your script I am tending to look for a few things if it is to become a video:

Is it finished? People have and will send me half done, super short and not overly worked through scripts. These ones I simply can't record. I don't like to finish pther peoples scripts as that is their work and not mine.

Is it based on something too vague or too specific? These scripts are for youtube. Anything that is very specifically for you and your kinks is instantly a no from me. I get that some people would love a custom recording from me but if you are trying to get that through a script fill on my channel, it's not going to work. Videos on youtube need to have a broader appeal.

Is it gendered? As a rule of thumb I do not record F4F and F4M scripts because I prefer my work to be F4A all the time, where I can. I have recorded some F4M work in the past and neither me nor my audience really enjoyed it from the feedback I got.

Is it quality? I am extremely picky. If a script of yours doesn't get recorded by me it doesn't make it bad, it just means the quality is not something I would personally pick or record for my channel. I've seen a ton of scripts and I've written my fair share of bad scripts but over time you get into a rhythm and pattern of what you like, I just have my own set of preferences.

I hope this helps and please if you do email me to collab and it doesn't work out, do not take it to heart. I try my best to be open to peoples work and checking it out but I also have to go with what I feel is best for me, my comfort level and my artistic vision for my audios.

[aimsieevt]

Helping You Through a Panic Attack | ASMR RP [F4A] [Comfort] [Emotional Support] script by u/princeinyellow

[littleflorablr]

[*4thay]: a rant

See, here's the thing.

A lot of ASMR/audio roleplays are tagged with the gender of the speaker(s) and intended listener, generally in the form of "[f4a]" or "[fftm4tf]" - m and f being, of course, male and female, t for trans, and a for "any". (There are others, but those are the ones I see the most by a wide margin.)

Thing is, "any" so often isn't. Obviously, different people are going to have different positions on whether "bro" is a gendered address or whatever. "Partner" is going to be in part a matter of preference. But pronouns... a non-trivial proportion of "4a" scripts involve the speaker thinking/talking to themself, or mentioning the listener to some third party, and those generally involve calling the listener "they".

Which... I mean, in the abstract, it's not a bad thing. "They" doesn't directly imply a gender the way "he" or "she" does. The problem is that the listener character is abstract on the writer's end, but not the listener person's end.

I'm not a they, I'm a she. (That is to say, I find being called "they" more appealing than being called "he", but distinctly less comfortable than "she".) And sure, if the speaker is someone encountering me for the first time and trying not to make unjustified assumptions, it's fine. But if they're someone who's theoretically been in a long-term relationship with me, who would presumably have a lot of opportunity to know my pronoun preferences, it feels bad. "No, you're not a woman, you're an indeterminate entity" type of feeling.

The follow-up problem is, of course, that there's not really a fix that doesn't cut out a plethora of possibilities. Arbitrarily gendering is going to reduce the potential audience. Removing all third-person references means you can't tell certain kinds of stories at all.

[mutts-smut]

Number Go Up [F4A]

[F4A] [Obedience] [Addiction] [Service] [Self-Improvement] [Post-Hypnotic Suggestions] [Binaurals] [Mad Science] [Conditioning] [Brainwashing] [Hypnosis] [Free Audio]

I will be the first to admit to struggling with social media addiction. Something about those numbers going up just ensnares my attention completely. Well, here's an experiment, what if we harnessed that tendency and redirected it? This file constructs a skinner box in your head, conditioning you to obey and serve. During the file, you obey and serve Research Associate Mutt. At the end, I give you something else to be addicted to. I promise it's healthier than social media and loot boxes. The full script is available at the link, if you'd like spoilers.

Listen for free on my website

[no-see-um-incorrect]

Do you have one with a lot of f4a stuff and doesn't sound like they're reading off a script or book. Love the Yuuri Voice guy but the parts where it's like "You like when our faces are inches apart..?" It just doesn't do it for me.

I’m sorry I don’t have any F4A

I don’t consume that form of media 

[noircosmica]

Conversation with a Succubus/Incubus (roleplay script)

Summary (for the Listener):

You awaken one morning to discover that the entity who has been haunting your dreams is not only real, but also a succubus/incubus who has fallen in love with you.

Tags:

A4A, M4A, F4A, Succubus or Incubus Speaker, Comfort, Reassurance, Confession, Fantasy, Possessive, Strangers To Lovers, Soulmates.

Rules:

You can monetize this script on Youtube. For Patreon monetization, contact me first.

Do not claim as your own. Credit me as ‘Noir Cosmica VA’ on Youtube.

Feel free to change pronouns/pet names.

No major modifications to the writing. Minor edits are fine, such as ad libs.

Read the script below 🖤

SCRIPT START

So… How does it feel?

To be so close to me now, after all this time…

Do you remember when you thought I was a figment of your imagination? A faceless angel, visiting your dreams? Nothing more than a pleasant, vague memory that would disappear in the mornings…

An angelic face, with a smile like the devil.

No, darling. I’ve always been real. As real as you are, as real as the people around you.

Here, let me take your hand.

Do you feel it? The warmth spreading as my fingers wrap around yours? How soft my skin is?

I’m real. I’m here, right here with you.

And now you’re wondering… Why now? After so long?

Hmmm… You were just… Too afraid to let me in at first.

You knew, deep down, that I am everything you’ve always wanted. So you were scared, scared to open your heart up to me, scared of letting me see your deepest desires.

But darling, I already knew. Right from the beginning, from the first moment your soul called out to me… I knew. Your flaws, your quirks, your personality, everything that makes you… You.

You’re perfect. Not because you lack any faults, but rather… Because you’re full of them. So many beautiful imperfections, you are like a broken mirror under the moonlight… What a sight to behold…

I mean every word. I’ve been waiting… Counting down the days, months, years… Until your desire became unbearably strong… Until you couldn’t resist anymore…

So now I’m here. In the flesh, everything you’ve always wanted, right here in your bed. No, It’s not a dream, you’re wide awake. 

Come on, pinch yourself if you want.

Pfft, sleep paralysis? Not at all, I don’t need to resort to cheap tricks to scare you into submission.

Yes. The light coming in from your window is real, your room looks the exact way you left it when you fell asleep last night… The only difference now,  is that there’s a warm body next to yours. 

The angel from your dreams is here… But you know I’m no angel, right? Is that why you’re afraid?

Your desire… It opened the gate for me to visit you in this world. I am tethered to your soul, your very core. I am here because you need me to be here. You want me to be here. 

You can’t fool me. And you can’t fool yourself, either. 

You feel it, don’t you? The need to wrap your arms around me, to hold me close and bury your face into my neck, losing yourself in the warmth of my loving embrace…

There’s no need to hold back anymore.

I am no longer the shadow lurking at the edge of your dreams, no. I am yours. Only yours.

To belong to someone, so completely… Doesn’t it make you feel… Safe, my dear? I understand that feeling better than anyone. You crave the acceptance, the validation, the affection… Ah, that delicious cocktail of chemicals that makes your brain melt in pleasure… You deserve it. You deserve to feel good, darling.

I am a succubus/incubus, yes. 

I want your soul. I want your essence. I want your body. But more than that, I want your heart. Why should I take only one part of you, when I can have it all? When you can be mine, forever?

I’m greedy. But you already knew that.

For someone to belong to you, mind, body and soul. Isn’t that what you’ve been waiting for, all this time?

Here. Put your hand on my chest. I may not be human, but this heart, it belongs to you. It beats for you.

In a way, we are bound together. For eternity. Beyond death.

So let me tell you one thing. There is no shame in desire. No shame in wanting to belong to someone so deeply, that you don’t know where you begin and where they end. It’s okay, darling. You don’t need to justify yourself.

You deserve love, because you exist. And you exist, because you love.

Let me tell you a little secret, from a being that has existed since the dawn of humanity. To live and to love, is one in the same. 

See? Doesn’t it feel good? To be held so gently, so lovingly? Oh, You are so precious, my love. 

No, no. You don’t need to fear the future anymore, not now that I’m here. Just close your eyes and let me hold you. You won’t be alone, ever again. 

I will take what’s mine, and I will let you take what’s yours.

SCRIPT END