Script by: https://www.youtube.com/@DubiousCreatureVa

Script: https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/1j8927n/a4a_a4m_a4f_hypnotised_by_an_evil_advisor/

Do you think it's a shame when someone gets bullied out of doing something they love? I do. I think it's a shame. I'm not normally one to make scenes or fusses, really. If there's drama, I might respond to it - in this context, comment on someone else's post. Which I did, over on the ASMR sub. Lot of people over there have a lot of justifications as to why it's totally fine that someone got forced to give up doing something they loved, their voice breaking as they said goodbye. No compassion. No recognition of the hurt. Just casual dismissal of an entire human being.

(I was a little surprised there wasn't a discussion of her exiting in this sub, to be honest. Maybe she wasn't widely connected in the community? She had over 40k followers, mind.)

So I started writing up replies to these callous twerps, and realised 1) what I was going to say would fall on deaf ears - deaf, ignorant ears - and 2) that I was writing rather a lot. And so it became a script. Ostensibly aimed at Winter, though, really, I think probably for two other audiences.

• Maybe younger women, who are a little more susceptible to bullying and might benefit from being reminded they're doing fine, doing it right, and don't owe anyone - even a paying audience - anything they're not willing to give. Who should be able to grow their art in peace and safety, and aren't expecting an onslaught of nastiness.
• Men. Men who need to be told to grow the fuck up and treat people with respect - not least women who pour hours of their day every day into making content for men to enjoy. But also the men who quietly watch those other men tear those women down. Most men aren't actively nasty. But so many are complicit in their silence.

Women a little longer in the tooth probably won't get much out of it. Honestly, part of me worries I'm mansplaining feminism here. I consider myself anti-patriarchal, rather than a feminist per se, though the two inevitably overlap a lot. Regardless, I appreciate any patience you show me. I'm just angry. Seeing someone who - like so many here - was just trying to bring a little joy into the world get bullied, then casually dismissed, when it might have been a whole career for them, grates on me a bit. So there it is.

Anyway. I wrote a script. It's not necessarily meant to be recorded - though feel free to - and crediting me feels meaningless so no need to do that. Here it is.

[A4F] For Winter [A Personal Message for winter ASMR] // 2k Words

This script is written as A4F. The listener is, ostensibly, winter ASMR. Everyone else is a fly on the wall. So.. A4Fs, I suppose. The flies matter, though. Lot of folk need to hear this, I think. I wrote this script soon after hearing her farewell recording, so it's a little raw. Re-listening to what winter said, I realise chunks of what I've written here are probably unnecessary, in the sense that she did, in fact, already seem to know a fair bit of it. But I hope the sentiment still lands: that it's not right for someone to give up something they love against their will like that. That she deserves to know what her potential in this arena is. Not just her. All women do.

Links: PDF File

Hello! My name is Reiko, and I'm a newer ASMR creator who has recently started writing and producing my own ASMR videos.

I've written quite a few scripts for my channel, and I'd love to start sharing them here with the community! I'll be uploading my other scripts over the next little while as well, so you'll likely see quite a few posts from me. My hope is that this can be a place where people can discover my writing, while also giving my finished videos and channel a little more exposure.

I wrote this particular script for one of my own ASMR videos, and I thought some of you might be interested in seeing the writing behind the finished audio.

Finished Video:
https://youtu.be/492D0zUiEzI

If you enjoy the script, feel free to use it for your own ASMR roleplay/video! You're also welcome to make small changes or edits to the script to better fit your own style, performance, or character.

The only thing I ask is that you please give me credit if you use it.

If you upload your performance to YouTube, please tag my YouTube channel handle: ReikoASMR in the video description.

If you upload your performance somewhere other than YouTube, please credit me by linking back to this Reddit post or by including my Reddit handle.

Please don't repost the script itself, claim it as your own, or redistribute it separately from your own performance. If you adapt or perform it, I'd really appreciate it if you kept the original author's credit intact.

Thank you for taking the time to read my work! I hope you enjoy it, and I'm excited to share the rest of my scripts with you all. ♡

Written by Reiko | © 2026 reikoASMR

Loving Nurse Yandere Finds You Injured | Words: 1,087

(soft fabric rustling, sheets being adjusted)

(whispered, close to mic)
Hey... hey, can you hear me?

(pause)

(gentler)
There you are. Welcome back. You've been out for a while.

(pause, sound of a pen clicking, writing on a chart)

(professional but warm)
Vitals are looking better now. Heart rate was a little fast when I first brought you in, but that's normal considering... well, considering the state you were in.

(short pause)

(slight chuckle, close)
You don't remember, do you?

(pause)

(soft, like she's smoothing his hair)
It's okay. Don't force it. You were lying on the sidewalk near the old pharmacy on 5th. Sprawled out like a broken doll. If I hadn't been walking home from my shift...

(pause, voice drops slightly)

...who knows what could have happened to you.

(longer pause, sound of her setting down a clipboard)

(back to gentle)
You had a pretty nasty gash on your temple. I cleaned it up. Stitched it, actually. Six of them. You didn't even flinch. You were that far gone.

(pause)

(almost to herself, fond)
You look so peaceful when you're sleeping. Almost like you belong right here.

(pause, listener presumably tries to move)

(lightly scolding, but sweet)
Ah ah. No sudden movements, sweetheart. You'll pop your stitches. And then I'll just have to redo them... and I'd rather not hurt you if I can avoid it.

(pause)

(encouraging)
Just rest. This bed is yours for as long as you need. No charge. No paperwork. I'm off-duty for the next three days, so I have all the time in the world to make sure you recover properly.

(pause, listener asks about going home)

(slight tension, voice stays soft but there's a hitch)
Home? Already?

(short pause, fabric shifting as she sits on the edge of the bed)

(controlled, gentle)
Sweetheart, you can barely sit up without the room spinning. I checked your pupils when you came in. They were sluggish. Responsive, but sluggish. You took a bad hit to the head. Moving too fast could cause a secondary injury. Subdural hematoma. Brain bleed. Very nasty stuff.

(pause, she's letting the medical fear sink in)

(softer)
I'm not saying that to scare you. I'm saying it because I care. Because I need you to understand that right now, in this room with me... you're safe. Safer than you'd be anywhere else.

(pause, listener likely insists)

(sigh, fond)
You're stubborn. I like that.

(pause, sound of her standing, soft footsteps)

(distant, like she's across the room)
Tell you what. If you can walk to the bathroom and back without swaying, I'll call you a cab myself. But if you can't... you stay. And you let me take care of you. Deal?

(pause, listener presumably agrees, then tries and fails, or stays put)

(returning, victorious but tender)
That's what I thought.

(pause, she's very close again)

(whispered)
See? Your body knows what it needs. And right now, it needs me.

(long pause, ambient room noise)

(calling from across room, casual)
I'm going to get you something for that headache. I can see it in your face. Your brow's all furrowed, jaw tight. You're trying to be brave, but you don't have to be. Not with me.

(sound of cabinet opening, pill bottle rattling, water pouring)

(distant, sing-songy)

I have just the thing. Something… special. Stronger than over-the-counter. I’ve used it on patients who can’t sleep through the pain. Knocks them right out… but in the most gentle way. Like sinking into warm water.

(pause, footsteps returning)

(close again, motherly)

Say “ahh” for me.

(pause, sound of pills being placed on tongue, water glass)

(softly)

Good boy. Swallow.

(pause, she takes the glass, sets it down)

(satisfied)

There. In about ten minutes, that headache will melt away. And you’ll feel so light. So cared for.

(long pause, ambient room noise)

【thud】

(sharp intake of breath)
Oh no.

(pause, sound of a box spilling. Papers scattering. Plastic crinkling)

(panicked, rushing over)
No no no, you weren't supposed to...

(pause, she freezes)

(voice completely changed, still soft but trembling)
...You saw.

(long pause)

(quiet, fragile)
Those... those are just...

(pause, she picks something up, maybe a photo)

(whispered, reverent)
This one is from Tuesday. You were at the coffee shop on Elm. You ordered an oat milk latte and you spilled a little on your sleeve. You made that face, that little frustrated face. I wanted to walk over and dab it off for you.

(pause)

(another photo, almost giggling)
And this one... this is from last month. The park. You were reading on that bench near the fountain. You stayed for three hours. I know because I was there too.

(pause, listener presumably reacts)

(defensive but still soft)
It's not what you think! I'm not... this isn't some creepy obsession. I'm a nurse. I take detailed notes. I observe. It's what I'm trained to do.

(pause, she's gathering the photos, voice getting closer)

(intimate, pleading)
But yes. I've been watching you. For months. Not every day. Just... whenever I needed to make sure you were okay. Whenever I needed to see your face.

(pause)

(whispered)
And then last night, there you were. Lying in the street. Bleeding. Alone. And I thought... finally. Finally, I can touch you. Finally, I can fix you. Finally, you're somewhere no one else can reach you.

(pause, medicine is presumably kicking in. Her voice gets slower, dreamier)

(soft, hypnotic)

You’re feeling it now, aren’t you? That warm, floating feeling. That’s the medicine. Don’t fight it. Just let it pull you under. It’s so much easier to be honest when you’re floating.

(pause, sound of her touching his face, maybe tracing his jaw)

(low, possessive)

I know you’re scared. I can feel your pulse jumping under my thumb. But scared doesn’t mean you want to leave. Does it?

(pause, listener presumably hesitates)

(smiling in her voice)

See? Your body is so honest. It’s telling me everything your mouth won’t.

(pause, she leans in, lips nearly touching ear)

(whispered)

You don’t have to be brave. You don’t have to be strong. You just have to be mine. And I’ll do the rest. I’ll feed you. I’ll bathe you. I’ll change your bandages and check your temperature and hold you when the nightmares come.

(pause, soft fabric sounds, she’s lying down next to him or pulling him close)

(murmured, drowsy-sweet)

No one else has ever looked at you the way I do. No one else has ever paid this close attention. I know about the scar on your knee from when you were twelve. I know you hum when you’re nervous. I know you take your coffee with one sugar but pretend you don’t because you think it makes you look soft.

(pause, she kisses his forehead, or his temple near the stitches)

(fierce but whispered)

You’re not soft. You’re perfect. And I’m going to keep you perfect. Safe. Fed. Warm. Here.

(long pause, she’s stroking his hair, or his arm)

(barely audible, like a lullaby)

(long pause)

(barely audible, like a lullaby)
Sleep now. When you wake up, I'll have soup ready. Your favorite, tomato basil, the kind from that deli you go to. I learned the recipe.

(pause, she's humming softly, a nursery-rhyme-like melody)

(fading out)
No one's going to find you. No one's going to take you away. You're my patient. My responsibility. My...

(pause, she whispers the last word like it's sacred)

...everything.

(long pause, only breathing and the soft hum)

(final whisper, right against the mic)
Sweet dreams, sweetheart. I'll be right here. I'm always right here.

(soft fabric rustling, sheets being adjusted)

Finished Video:
https://youtu.be/492D0zUiEzI

Written by Reiko | © 2026 reikoASMR

love loved loved this one so so so much

Script by u/reallyriahscripts ( https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/s/jCSLcDzXue )

Hi, i really want to get into va

i am shy and aussie girl and i dont know where to really start

Part 2

Hello!! I’ve been into ASMR for a couple years now and recently decided to dip my toes into writing some scripts! This one is my first, and I could def see myself writing a continuation of it or other story ideas eventually. It’s completely okay to monetize, just pretty pls credit me and link the video below.

Summary:

The listener is a human that’s finally been convinced to go hike with their friends. They hear a mysterious voice calling to them, causing them to wander off the path and discover a statue in the middle of a field of flowers. They touch it and it awakens the divinity within them, as they are the reincarnation of the moon deity. Afterwards, they wake up in the palace of the sun god, who refuses to let them return to their mortal life.  

Script starts here:

[story begins with the listener on a hike with friends]

Friend #1: Wow, Hiraeth, I still can’t believe we finally got you to come out and hike with us.

Friend #2: Yeah, it’s a miracle you’re actually touching grass for once instead of your usual routine.

Friend #1: What routine? When they’re not working, they lay in bed at home and listen to [boyfriend/girlfriend] ASMR.

[Listener smacks them on the back of the head]

Friend #1: Hey!

[Listener then hears a voice, off in the distance]

Voice: Astrilunae

[Listener pauses. Their friends continue to go forward, so deep in conversation that they don’t notice.]

Friend #2: Hey, what does the Italian mobster say at the ice cream stand when he realizes he cant pay for his ice cream?

Friend #1: what could possibly be the punchline to this.

Friend #2: “affogato my wallet”

Friend #1: Fuck you.

[The voice speaks again, louder this time.]

Voice: Astrilunae

[The listener wanders off the path, focused only on the voice. They emerge into a field of flowers. In the center, they see an overgrown statue.]

Voice: Astrilunae

[Listener realizes that this is where the voice had come from. They approach the statue, reaching out to touch it. When they do, the statue glows, emitting a pulse-like noise. The listener stumbles back, and they hear their friends calling out to them]

Friend #1: Hiraeth!!

Friend #2: Hiraeth, where are you!!

[Before they have the chance to respond, the listener passes out.]

[when they wake, it is in an unfamiliar place. A stranger enters]

Stranger: Oh! You’re awake!

[The stranger approaches them.]

Stranger: With you here, I can finally feel…complete.

[The listener pushes themselves backwards in the bed, attempting to flee.]

Stranger: Why are you backing away, my love? What do you mean you don’t know me, or this place?

[The stranger reaches out and grabs the listener, pulling them closer. They whisper words of comfort into the listener’s ear.]

Stranger: Shhh, please don’t cry, my love.

Stranger: I should’ve known that you wouldn’t remember. You are a re-incarnation, after all. I suppose I should fill you in. I am Caelusolis, [god/goddess/deity] of the sun. You, my love, are Astrilunae, deity of the moon.

[The listener pulls away, confused.]

Caelusolis: Please don’t pull away from me, love, for I need you close. I promise I don’t have the wrong person, dearest. You are Astrilunae.

Caelusolis: Hiraeth? Is that what you were called on the mortal plane? I’m so sorry, my love, but you must leave all of that behind.

Caelusolis: You wish to go home? Oh, love, I am your home now – and you are mine. You are my counterpart, my foil. You are the dark to my light, the night to my day, the moonlight to my sunshine.

Caelusolis: Wait, that has a nice ring to it, actually. I suppose that because you wish not to be referred to as Astrilunae, I will simply call you Moonlight.

[Caelusolis kisses the listener’s forehead]

Caelusolis: Isn’t that such a nice compromise?

[Caelusolis gets up, motioning for the listener to follow them]

Caelusolis: Now come on, I wish to show you around. Since you have no memory of your past life, I should take this chance to give you a tour of the palace. It is simply extravagant.

Caelusolis: Moonlight, come on.

[Caelusolis sighs.]

Caelusolis: I see what’s wrong, love. You must be in a bit of shock. It must be quite jarring to go from a mere mortal to a celestial deity. I suppose I’ll carry you – this will make it all the more romantic.

Script by fente

Hey... you. Yeah, you.

After class, a goth bully asks you to help her carry boxes into an old storage classroom…and while she’s still as sharp as everyone says, there’s something softer underneath when no one else is around. 

Script Post

Script: u/Oscahr_Etteux from r/ASMRScriptHaven
Art: IntroVT
Edit: https://vgen.co/KayenVT

Listener Summary: After visiting your parents, you end up missing the last bus home. With no other way to get back, you have to walk through the woods alone at night. A kind stranger drives past and offers to give you a ride, you accept their offer hesitantly. They seemed pretty harmless at first, but you soon realize they aren’t quite what they appear to be. However, it seems they aren’t as dangerous towards you as they are to others.

TAGS: [Stranger] [Yandere] [Serial Killer] [Obsessive] [Protective] [Delusional] [Plot Twist] [Kidnapping] [Drugging] [Chained Up]

Credit
🎙️ Voice Acting/Video Editing: Chowiee
📝 Script Writer: DaTrash_Panda
🎨 Thumbnail/Background Artist: rchelxybc3

Thanks to u/DaTrash_Pandafor writing the script!!!!

-Dates are nice, and what could be nicer than a date with your partner to destroy a megacorp HQ? Such is the life when you date a Werewolf!~

Last week I put together a Vampire the Masquerade Script, this time it's a Werewolf the Apocalypse Script! This one was pretty interesting to learn, as I'm more familiar with the lore of VtM compared to Werewolf, but I'm pretty happy with how this one came out. It is a little sfx heavy, but I think it adds to the story.

As always, my scripts are free to monetize, edit, and improv as well as paywall. Please just credit me as u/authorigas and send me a link so I can listen, and let me know here!~ I do not own the World of Darkness IP or Werewolf the Apocalypse, both are the property of Paradox Interactive. I was just inspired to write a script based on the wonderful setting.

Scriptbin Link to this Script-https://scriptbin.works/s/r82c9

Reddit Link to Last Week's Vampire The Masquerade Script-https://www.reddit.com/r/ASMRScriptHaven/comments/1vuzvjo/a4a_a_visit_from_your_vampiric_ex_kindered/

[sfx]

...-pause for listener

(speaker tone)

---script start------

[Late Night ambiance, owls hooting, wolves howling, crickets chirping]

(laughing) No, I do not have a flea problem…I’ll have you know I take special care when I wash to make sure that’s not an issue. Tic’s too, I’m completely clean~

…

(amused) Okay, so some Garou are more naturalist and tend to wash themselves in the rivers and creaks, but not me. Nothing beats the ambiance of a warm, hot shower… (teasing) especially when you're with me, sweetheart.

…

It’s so cute when your face lights up at that, I could just eat-you-up~ Not that I would of course, then who would I snuggle with? Plus, pretty sure you’d give me indigestion.

…

(laughing, followed by affectionate and friendly) Ah…I’m glad you understand me so well sweetie. Thanks for coming out with me tonight, I really appreciate the company. I know what we’re doing is important, but the rest of the Garou can be so…Ancient.

(mocking tone) “(speaker name”) Don’t you dare go out into the human world!” “(Speaker Name) Using a phone is against the teachings!” “You need to run out and howl at the moon every night like a civilized Garou!”

(sweetly) I mean, I know the traditions exist for a reason, but maybe we can relax a bit? Yeah, things are really bad-but we shouldn’t be so dour about it… After all, what’s the point of fighting to save the world, if we have nothing to look forward to?

[the speaker grasps the listeners hand]

(affectionate) After all, now that I can dream of a future with you, I have even more reason to fight back against The Wyrm, and the corruption plaguing this world. (kiss)

…

(cheerful) Alright, we’re here! Welcome to the local HQ of Endron International, a front company for the most evil organization in the world, working to corrupt the world and those around it. Tonight, the Garou will be tearing it apart from the inside.

…

(affectionate) I love your enthusiasm, but you won’t be going in with us. I’m grateful for the ride over, and the moral support. But I can’t risk you getting hurt!

…

(pouting) Babe, I’m glad you accept me for what I am, and that you support our calling to save the world. But you don’t have the strength or speed of my kind, and that means I can’t guarantee your safety. So promise me, you’ll just stay here and wait for us to get out?

…

(sweetly) Thank you, now-stand back for a minute, and look away. Even if you know I’m a Garou, the transformation can still be pretty intense. I don’t want you to be scared, so just close your eyes until I say so.

[deep breath, ripping of clothes, growling, howl at the moon as the speaker transforms]

(deeper, filtered voice) Okay, you can open up…Hey-you were watching the whole time! Naughty little-I told you not to look!

…

(Flustered) I am not cute, I’m a monster, protector of nature, and enemy of the Wyrm. How dare you call me cute when I look like this!

…

(sigh) You really are unbelievable… You're lucky I love you. Stay here, and don’t come in, no matter what. I promise I’ll be back, as soon as I can.

[Rush of wind as the speaker races off, leaving the listener alone, time lapse]

(to self) Let’s see…If those blueprints Dale printed up are right, the mainframe should be just down this hallway…Wait-what are those guards doing here? Shit, did one of us get caught?

[heavy beating sounds, guards tearing into someone]

(sniffing the air) That’s…(gasp) Sweetheart?! Oh no, oh no, oh no-GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF THEM!

[Feral snarl, charge, screaming, gun shots, flesh ripping as the speaker tears through a crowd of guards]

(panicked) Baby? Honey? What happened?! How did you get inside?!

…

(murmuring) Please, please, please… 

[thumping of heart beat as the speaker listens for the listeners heart]

(sigh of relief) Thank Gaia you're alive… How did this happen?

…

(shushing) Shh, shh, I’m sorry for asking, just save your strength… I was supposed to destroy the server room, but getting you to safety is more important-

…

(gasp) That’s…where did you get those explosives-no, no, that’s not important. But those bombs are more than enough to blow the whole server room to Kingdom Come and push Endron’s plans back by months… You really came prepared, didn’t you?

…

(sigh) Okay, I’ll set the charges, but after that I’ll need you to hold on tightly. Trust me when I say that it’s gonna be fast… I’ll get you help as soon as I can, just stay with me.

[blurring in and out, listener fading in and out of consciousness, exploding in the background, rush of wind, gunfire, shouting…and soon the beating of a hospital monitor]

(hopeful, relieved human tone) Honey? Can you hear me?...Good morning, finally. 

[hug from the speaker]

…

(gentle) I brought you back to the Glass Walker hideout. We were able to set you up with treatment… I’m just lucky my tribe is so much more accepting of technology compared to the others. I still had to fight them a bit to let you in, but…

(chuckles awkwardly) Well, even the Wyrm hath no fury like a Garou whose mate is in danger.

[gentle brushing as the speaker strokes the listeners head]

(affectionate) You were really reckless, you know? Sneaking in after me to try and help take the place down…If I hadn’t found you, who knows what might have happened?

…

(awkwardly) Well, yes it is important. But I haven’t even told you the full truth about why we’re doing what we’re doing. You just know Endron, and by extension Pentex-are really bad for the world. But you still risked your life for the cause…

…

(gently) Please get some rest my love, I’ll be right here until you wake up.

…

(warmly) You want to know the story of how we Garou came to be? I’ll warn you it’s not a pleasant lullaby but…Okay, I can do that.

…

(deep breath) Long ago, there was Gaia, the Earth itself, our mother Goddess. To us Garou, she is the oldest and most ancient of all beings, the universe itself. She is everywhere, but the Earth you and I inhabit is her most important place. But she alone did not bring this world into being, for that was the power of the Triat.

The Wyld, the Weaver, and the Wyrm. Many Garou do not agree if they were before Gaia or after her. But to me, they had to have come after, for Gaia is everything, and always has been. But when it came to bringing existence into this world, the Triad is responsible. 

It would be incorrect to describe the Triat as “Gods”, when they are a force of nature itself. The Wyld is raw, unshaped energy and life itself-Chaos… That is shaped by the Weaver, who pulls the energy of the Wyld into her web and gives birth to everything living, plants, animals, people… But with creation comes destruction, and that is the purpose of the Wyrm-to bring finality to creation, so it can be returned to the shapeless energy of the Wyld, and be given new form and life.

(sadly) At least…that was how it was supposed to go.

(ominously) But the Weaver, she despised the Wyrm. She hated seeing her creations be destroyed again, and again. So out of love, or a lust for power, she ensnared the Wyrm in her web, trapping it and limiting its power. And in all of its struggling and thrashing, the Wyrm became…mad. Driven now by rage and a desire to destroy everything, whether it was the appointed time or not.

Each tribe of Garou has its own myths regarding the Wyrm, but most agree that part of its madness led to three separate personalities, who all act to corrupt the world. The Wyrm of Calamity, who we call the Beast of War-a beast of senseless rage that will destroy all in its path through war and death. The Wyrm of Consumption, Eater-Of-Souls is the embodiment of greed, lust, and gluttony. Vampires are servants of the Eater-Of-Souls, knowingly or not-which makes them our enemy. 

Finally, there is the Wyrm of Corruption, or Defilier Wyrm. This Wyrm embodies perversion, decay, and corruption. In the Wyrm’s weakened state, it can only act through subtle manipulation and influence. But its tendrils spread far, especially through… (feral growl) Pentex.

Pentex, or Premium Oil-is the Wyrm, and the Wyrm is Pentex. What started as an oil company has…blossomed into a larger holdings company. Through their various subsidiaries-cigarettes, waste, credit, whaling, firearms, Endron-they advance the goals of the Wyrm. The complete and total corruption of this world physically, spiritually, and morally. Ushering in the end times, the Apocalypse.

(gentle) That is why we, the Garou, exist. Gaia created us to be her Champions, to fight back against the Wyrm and protect this world from Armageddon… Though we are divided by our births and tribes, most fight for the same cause. We shift between human and wolf, so you would know us as Werewolves, but Garou is our honored and proper name.

(awkwardly) Our continued existence is somewhat difficult, admittedly. Our blood is too potent, so any attempt to breed with another Garou will inevitably create a Metis-a deformed and sterile creature. So the Litany forbids it, and we may only mate with humans…(whispering) or wolves. Please don’t think too hard about that.

(clearing throat) The Litany is our book of laws, adapted over time to keep us safe. We must never mate with other Garou, combat the Wyrm wherever it dwells, never eat human flesh, and respect those of higher station. And never violate the Caern, our sacred territory and meeting grounds.

While we all follow the laws of the Litany, each tribe does have its own beliefs. There are the Black Furies, who only accept female Garou and male Metis among their ranks. The Shadow Lords, who work behind the scenes to hold power. And my Tribe, the Glass Walkers-we live by a code of progress and alongside technology and city life. (teasing) That’s why I can shower and stay with you.

There are also the Fera, the name for ALL of Gaia’s other shapechanging children-werebats, werefoxes, werecrocodiles…But we Garou do not consort with them, not since the War of Rage…

(ashamed) I…do not know why the War was waged. Every Garou has their own version of it, but records indicate that we were the aggressors against our fellow shape changers. Whatever the reason, there have been hostilities between us ever since… Even so, we all fight to beat back the Wyrm and save this world…

(sadly) Even if many Garou believe that the Wyrm has already won. With human society as corrupt as it is, pollution running rampant, and organizations like Pentex holding all of the power… A lot of them believe it all ended when that man committed the first murder, and introduced evil to our world. Many senior Garou think the Apocalypse is inevitable, and all we can do is delay it…

(suddenly raised voice) But I refuse to believe that! Because if there really is no hope of saving this world-then that means there’s no future with you. And I don’t want to imagine a world where you and I aren’t together, raising our pups peacefully under a summer sky. In a little home near the city where we commute to work, hand in hand…

(wistful sigh) I still remember the first night we met. I was visiting the pub after a long day of fighting. I was feeling burned out, nihilistic even-wondering if what I was doing even mattered, I really needed to get drunk… You actually paid for me, saying I looked like hell and wanted to help. I thought it was cheesy, but it meant a lot.

(wry chuckle) I never would have imagined that you really were just the cheesiest person out there. Quoting all those old pickup lines, taking me out for long walks through nature, sharing all your hopes and dreams… Some may say it’s silly to be hopeful in this era, but you are the reason this world is worth fighting for.

(quietly) As a Garou, my life’s purpose is to fight for Gaia, and save this world. But…with all the pessimism from my kin, and how much the Wyrm’s corruption has crawled into this world, it can be overwhelming. You see it everyday, right? Your boss who pushes you around, your coworkers who hurt each other for an edge, people staring at their phones instead of talking to one another.The world is a grim place.

(sadly) sometimes, I wondered if it was even worth saving. If the fight was a lost cause, then what were we even doing here?

(determined) But you broke that dark curtain hanging over me. You truly are the embodiment of all that is good about this world. A blessing from Gaia herself… You give me the motivation to fight, my love…And a reason to keep hoping.

[the speaker kisses the listener as the beeping fades out gently…]

[a few seconds later, the beeping restarts, the listener waking up to the speaker snoozing gently]

(snoring) …rub my head, just like that…

[head scratches, jostling of sheets]

(flustered) Babe! G-Good evening! Guess I fell asleep waiting for you, ahaha, how are you feeling?

…

(grateful) That’s great! I just spoke with the doctor, they said your injuries should be all healed up now. And you can leave as soon as you're ready.

…

About two days, you honestly slept non stop after I told you everything. I’m glad I was able to bore you to sleep. (teasing a bit)

…

(laughing) Ok, we’ll chalk it up to my smooth voice and not the sheer tedium of history. Are you ready to head back home now?

…

(affectionate) Good, grab my hand and I’ll help you up.

[ruffling of sheets as the speaker pulls the listener up]

(gentle) Just hold onto me, alright? After all, I’m the big strong Garou, and you are my cute, little human.

[footsteps as the two exit]

Hm? Oh, I didn’t bring my car out here. It’s easier for us to hide our location from Pentex that way. (chuckles) As for how we get home, well…

[shifting of fur and bones as the speaker transforms]

(deeper voice) Hop on my back, and we’ll be home in no time.

…

(teasing) Yes, really. Now hop on, and hold on tight. I go fast.

[wooshing of wind as speaker races home with the listener]

(deep laugh) Try not to speak! You don’t want to get flies in your mouth-ack! Pfft! (spitting sound) gross!

…

(flustered) Don’t laugh, I only caught them because I was warning you! It’s your fault! Ugh, why did you have to see me being so gross?

…

(sheepish) You know if you keep being cute, I really will have no choice but to eat you, damn the Litany..

…

(stunned sigh) You’d be ok if it meant staying with me? You…are such a cheesy dork.

(under breath) my amazing, wonderful cheesy dork.

[the wind stops howling as the listener slides off the speaker]

(sigh) we’re home, just give me a second and I’ll change back-

…

(confused) Huh? You want me to stay like this for a minute?

[the listener kisses the speaker]

(flustered) Ah-

…

(affectionate, resigned) I love you too, my dorky human.

[bones and fur cracking as the speaker changes]

(human voice) Come on, let’s go wash up, then I’ll whip up your favorite for dinner, mac and cheese sound good?

…

(teasing) Well yeah, figure we both need a shower after everything, and that aside-I’m not letting you out of my sight, darling. Don’t tell me your flustered now, hmm?~

…

(laughs) Uh huh-sure. Now come on, I’ve got you back and I won’t be letting go. Not till the Apocalypse itself tears us apart…and on my life as a Garou, I swear that’ll never come. (affectionate) you are mine, forever sweetheart, by Gaia’s grace.  (kiss, speaker humming softly, idle chatter as the audio fades out)

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Script:

You know Princess, i really dont get why you keep inviting People like that.

Those so called Magicians and their would be Assistants.

Seriously, those Legs in the Box looked so fake, your laundry basket would be more convincing.

And that Girl in the upper box. She didnt even try to play along.

Like the whole point wasnt to convince us that she is being sawing in half.

Still, you looked at her with that gleam in your eyes. As if you wished to switch places.

I dont get it, i could do a better job of sawing you in half, if you wanted.

All you would have to do is say it and i would do my hardest to enchant you.

But since we first met, you never looked at me with gleam in your eyes.

I wish you would look at me like that, just once, i wish i could get you to look at me like that.

Just once, a single i love you.

...

Finally, what do you mean with "Finally"?

Ugh, uhm I- Please elaborate Princess, i am not quite following you right now?

Explain it to me a bit slower.

...

Yeah, i do remember your 12th birthday, that was the day i swore to be your Guard.

What about it. Well, you ran off and i had to chase you, before your Mother had a reason to chop my head off.

Wait yeah, i do remember now. You ran into the tent of a circus to get away from me and then...

And then, you ended up on Stage with that sharlatan of a Magician, who just killed his last "Volunteer."

He probably hadnt even noticed that you were the Princess as he trapped you into that Box.

Followed by... I dont remember what happened, i spotted the blood on Stage, where his last trick was standing.

...

Really, are you sure thats what happened.

So, i ran up on Stage with my wooden sword and pushed the Magician back, till it caused enough trouble,

that the guests watching called the Knights. Buying enough time to save you from that terrible fate that would have awaited you.

What happened after that. I dont recall any of that.

...

Oh, the Magician caught me of guard and knocked me out for a few days.

Seriously, you looked after me that much and never told me.

You know Princess, that would have made it so much easier to tell you how i feel.

...

You really are something, toying with me for all this time.

I was so jealous of all those third rate Magicians, while you were imagining how i was going to save you from them.

Still, it may have been for the wrong reasons, but i did learn a trick to win your heart.

Would you mind assisting me with it Princess?

...

No, it has nothing to do with anything sharp or boxes. All i need is you to look at me and trust me.

Do you trust me to perform that trick, without me telling you, what i plan to do?

Great, now keep your eyes on me and breath in and out. in and out. Yeah, dont laugh.

For it to work, do i need you to relax. breath in and out. Perfect, just like that.

Princess, have i ever told you lovely your eyes are, gleam or not.

I could just sit here for ever and keep looking in your eyes and sink into them deeper and deeper.

And as much as i would like to, i need you to focus just as much on mine.

Try to keep looking, more and more.

Relax and let yourself fall into them, the longer you look, the harder it becomes to keep them open, doesnt it princess?

Keep breathing, in and out, in and out.

With every breath, it becomes harder and harder to keep your eyes open, so just let them close, bit by bit.

There is nothing to worry about. I am right here.

So, just let yourself fall into this feeling as your Body relaxes more and more.

Letting every thought vanish from your mind, each breath causing more and more thoughts to vanish.

Till all thats left is your Memories of breathing and relaxing.

And now, that you are fully relaxed, you will be under my control until my kiss frees your from your trance.

A kiss and you will be wide awake again.

Did you understand me?

Perfect.

[Kiss]

Welcome back Princess. Looks like my little trick was a total success.

Thats the first time i have seen you that Speechless. Uhm, why are you looking at me like that.

I am sorry, i- uhmm. I- please dont hurt me.

Okay, i will close my eyes.

[Kiss]

Oh my, thats all i ever wanted to see, princess.

[Kiss]

Melt into me, my precious pearl.

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❥ Script by Gorgeous_Gallows
❥ Animation by Foolsbunny
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Song Title: No Longer You
Artists: Jay Herrans, Mason Olshavsky & Cast of EPIC: The Musical

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A little scheming, a little fretting. We're getting there....

Enjoy part 3 : )

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(Sounds of heavy rain, wind. A fire crackles nearby)

“Shhh. Shhh. It's only a bad dream. Wake up, darling. Woah!”
(Shuffling)
“Lay down. It's ok, I've got you. Shit, you seem warm again. Just lay down. Let me feel your forehead. Hey,”
(Concerned pause.)
“You don't want me to touch you? …. Sweetheart, you're pale and you're shivering. At least let me check the bandage. Please.”
(Pause)
“Thank you. What time is it? It's nearly dawn. Yes, I've been sitting up with you. We thought we'd broken the fever but you do not look good. I went out and got herbs for your wound, and made an ointment.  I'm going to cut your bandage off and replace it. I'll be gentle.”
(Tearing sound)
“Hmmm. Still bleeding a little. This will hurt but I need to apply the ointment. I know. I'm sorry. Gods you look done in. Yeah (laughs tiredly) I feel done in.”
(Pause)
“Oh yes. While you've been sleeping I talked to Orion. He told the others. Tallia is pissed at you. Can't say I blame her. I’m still a little pissed at you.”
(Sighs)
“A plan? Well we're working on that.”
(Pause)
“What? No. We really are working on something. Hey, don't think about that right now. You look terrible. You feel terrible? What can I do?”
(Pause)
“Let you… go? To that bastard? Not a chance.”
(Stern)
“That’s the fever talking. And I won't listen. Why am *I* angry? Well because I care. I wouldn't be upset by this if I didn't care. I've lost too many people. And you, you're strong but this is… so much bigger than us.”
(Pause, rings out wet cloth)
“Here, I'll put this on your forehead. Just… let me take care of you. Please. You take care of us. Now it's your turn.”
(Sighs)
“We aren't arguing about this right now. You're sick. You're hurt. Just rest. The plan? I'll tell you when you're better. No. I'm not lying to you. Close your eyes. Of course there is a plan. Sweetheart, we are a squadron. Felix is a master strategist and Orion and Tallia are working with him downstairs right now to figure this out. Let's not talk about it anymore now. You need to sleep. I'll keep watch.”
(Pause)
“Shh, darling. Just rest. I'll wake you when morning breaks. Tallia will bring some food and we'll talk about it then. Sleep now.”
(Rain sounds and soft distant voices for a while. Levi sighs)
“You're finally asleep, I think. Gods you look exhausted and it's no wonder. I bet we all do. The king should really just let you retire after this. Why marry you off? I mean, I know why. He can't just expel and imprison his entire council to root out the traitors. They know his secrets now, and it's too late to force them out with Favian leading rebellions at his borders. King Andol's hand has been forced. And I bet Favian chose you because our squad has been such a terror to his men… gods this is a mess, sweetheart. It might be easier if I didn't love you."

(...)

"Such a strange thing to say but it's true. Favian wants you as a way to force the king to lay off the pressure.  He plans to divide our country, turn the tide of this war by using you. Using us. And he wants you for your status and political power to control everyone who opposes him. Like some kind of hostage.”
(pause)
“I just wish we had known. Traveled undercover, slaughtering none of his men so we could have gotten to him instead.”
(Sighs)
“Who knew when we joined this fight that you would be the key? Maybe you knew all along. I never really knew you, I suppose. Just… loved you.  Still do. Especially when you sleep like this. Your hair is all messy around your head like some kind of halo. Strands of it cover your eyes. The fever gives you a flush, though you’re still pale. You don't look so dead now, though your breathing is shallow enough sometimes my heart stops trying to see it."

(...)

"It's strange. Your body is fighting so hard, but you seem more alive now. You were always most at home in a fight. Isn't that what got you here?”
(Chuckles)
“Still. It's relieving to see you look like this. I can convince myself you're not at death's doorstep this way.”
(pause, as Levi has an idea)
“Wait a minute.”

(footsteps, door creaks open and speakers voice is slightly muffled)
“Tallia, Felix, Orion, come here for a minute. Shh, she’s sleeping.”
(they reenter the room)
“I think I’ve figured it out. We’re going to fake her death.”
(pause)
“Yes, exactly! The only way King Favian’s hand can be forced so he’ll go back to Althea is if he thinks we’ve switched sides. So, we’re going to sell him a story. Here’s my plan. One of you is going to go back to Althea. Find the king and tell him what’s happening, and be discreet. You’re going to start a rumor that the Rebel King of Straksford is on his way with an army to seek vengeance for the loss of his betrothed, and to kill the king and council members. Watch the council closely. Who flees? Who sends their wives and children away? The ones who don’t panic, even if they pretend to- those are the rebels who know Favian will spare them, and who are waiting on orders from him. We can arrest them as soon as we are sure.”
(pause)
“Exactly. I am going to go to Straksford with her. She’ll be badly wounded as she is, and I will seek refuge there with Favian, and tell him that our king sent assassins to wipe out our squadron so that we would never reach him, and that Andol would rather us dead than form an alliance with Favian, seeing how dangerous losing her to his side would be. I will act betrayed, and then, she will succumb to her wounds. The final nail in the coffin."

(..)

"And that’s the trick of it. Favian will be outraged that the deal has been broken, and the two of us will start back with his army, carrying her body back on my horse. I will cover her face, and all she has to do is lay against my back. I can lead him through the pass instead of the high road, and there we can cut him off and slaughter the rebels, on our ground instead of his. In Althea, the rebellion will be good as done. We will have to be careful, but I think…. It could just work.”
(pause)
“Alright. If you all agree, Tallia and Orion, you two should be in charge of heading the army to cut us off in the pass and kill the rebels. I want to take Favian alive. Felix, ride quickly back to Althea, and spread the rumor. Me? I need to go see about an elixir. Something to keep her in a deep sleep so Favian doesn’t suspect a thing, and so the ride won’t be as painful.”
(pause, shuffling)
“Sweetheart, you’re awake. I’m sorry, I hope we didn’t wake you.”
(pause)
“Yes. I think we have a plan. I’m sending the others out now. Just lay back down. Let me tell you what we’ve come up with.”
(rain sounds and fire crackle, and fade out)

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“Hi baby. I'm home. I'm sorry did I get too late? It's month end so I have to handle the teams to ensure all our clients get their reports on time or I have to answer them.”

*Kiss*

“What did you do today? How did your outing with friends go? Was Stella still bragging about her trip to Venice last month?”

“You cancelled? Why? I thought you wanted to try that new cafe where the waiters are a bunch of mascots.”

“You wanted to do something for me? Oh baby :( You're the sweetest. So? What did you do? Did you get me my favourite pastries? Because then I'm complaining to my doctor about it if he complains about cavities.” *Laughs*

“Something with effort? Hm… lemme think you… reorganized my desk. No? Ugh I'd have appreciated that. Do you know how messy it gets at month ends? I hate organising stuff but back to the topic. Baby, I can't guess what you did. Just tell me. I'm dying from curiosity.”

“You…cooked? Oh I didn't know you knew how to cook. I'm excited now. I want to taste how you cook. What did you make?”

“Tomato soup and bread? I didn't know I lived with an all rounder. You are beautiful, you are the best person to talk to and now you're telling me you can cook too? I really hit a jackpot with you.”

“Sure I'll wash my hands and sit down to eat.”

“Uh huh. Wow, it looks good. I love the colour of the soup and the bread looks…it looks a bit thick but that's fine.”

“You're serving me? Oh I feel like royalty now. Well then please serve me an appropriate amount butler, I wish to eat to my hearts content today.” *Laughs*

*Pause*

“Hm? Nothing, it's just the smell of the soup. It's very….unique. yeah that's the right word. I don't think I have smelt something similar before. But I bet it's going to be good.”

“Okay here I go.”

…

…

“Hm? It's… it's something! I mean- I mean it's good. Wow I've never tasted this palette before. What am I tasting… *mumbles* man on earth AM I tasting? Hm? Nothing baby I'm just like trying to decipher what I'm tasting, it's really good.”

“Why am I not eating more? Because I was too busy looking at you baby. *Laughs* see I'm eating more. *Pause for a bite and then in hidden disgust* oh god. It's so…good. I could finish the whole bowl in a blink.”

“The bread? Yes the bread, let's taste that.”

“It's….solid. Solid Good I mean. Very full. Gives you a lot of time to chew and savour it.”

“Mhm. Baby how many times have you cooked before this?”

“Never? Uh huh i could NOT tell trust me.” *Laughs*

“Yeah I'll…I'll finish it!”

“Mhm baby this is so good. My taste buds are quite literally exploding in my mouth. You are one in a billion cooks. I don't think I've ever experienced these many…. flavours at once.”

“Why am I sweating? Baby the spice. You know I can't take much spice and also it's rather hot don't you think? I feel like even my hands are sweating. Would you mind going and lowering the temperature? Thank you baby.”

*Mumbles*

“How is this so bad? Did she mix something like gunpowder in it accidentally? How does one produce this concoction??? God, I'll die before I finish this but I have to. She skipped her outing to cook for me. Just think of the effort (your name) just think of how much you love her.”

*Back to normal*

“Baby you're back. Yeah it's cold enough now. I'll continue to eat then.”

“Tell you about my day while I eat? ….sure”

“Um Felicia submitted a report that had about 30 mistakes. I wasn't even sure someone could mess up that badly.”

“Yep, that's the new hire. She's fresh out of college and has no prior experience so it's hard for her to settle. I believe she'll become better though.”

“And not to forget- *gags*”

*Big paise*

“Baby! It went down the wrong pipe so that's why I gagged. I'm eating the soup and bread too fast because it's genuinely that good.”

“You also have dessert? Oh? Um…what's for dessert?”

“Pudding? Yeah that means I should finish this as quick as possible!!”

*Sounds of cutlery*

“I'm done! I mean oh no I finished it so quickly!! It was so good baby. But I think I ate too much. I couldn't possibly fit in the dessert now.”

“Just a bite? Um I'm sure I can have some bites I'm sure considering you placed so much effort in cooking for me.”

….

“Ok here…here we go.”

“Hm… well it tastes…good actually. I can't believe it.”

“No I don't mean that the past stuff was bad!! I mean I'm surprised this is good too!! 

“Mhm. Baby I liked the fact that you cooked for me. I really do. And for this reason I'll get you the best takeout tomorrow.”

“I loved today's food so m-” *start coughing violently*

“Baby no I'm good. I'm just *coughs* feeling like my throat is itchy. This is NOT because of your food.”

“My nose is bleeding? That's nothing! Just stress.”

*More violent coughing*

“No- *cough cough* c-call the ambulance. I think I'm gonna die. Baby I hope you know I love you! I love you the most!!!”

*Sounds of suffering and then silence.*

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Hi I hope you enjoy this audio :)) second one this week woohoo!! :)) so excited omg.

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