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Tags: F4F, WLW, Coming Out, Making Out, Confession, masturbation.

These scripts are mostly for me, if you want to use them, please ask.

Scene Setting:

VA was asked to come with listener to a remote area to overlook the town in the rain. VA agreed, not thinking much of it as they think listener is straight, as it turns out, listener is not straight, far from it in fact. Rainy car fun ensues.

Script Start:

"How much farther is it exactly...?"

"I hope not! You've really hyped this view in the rain up, I just wanna get there already!"

"Impatient...me? ...pffft, never- are we there yet~?" *Followed by a soft giggle*

"That a threat? Okay mom...jeeeeez."

"You better not be luring me out here to kill me...wait you don't think there's any killers out here, right?"

"Jeez, I sure hope no- Is that it?!"

"Ooo, I'm excited~"

"Close my eyes? Why?"

"Okay, okay, jeeeeez."

"When can I open them?"

"Mm...Okay..."

"Alright...this better b- oh my god..."

"It's...it's so beautiful...I- I'm shocked...I wasn't expecting...this..."

"You can see everything..."

"Look, there's the lake! Gosh...the rain makes it shimmer so beautifully...the ducks seem to be enjoying it..."

"Gosh I don't know what to say...the rain, the sun setting in the distance...it's just...beautiful"

*Silence with just rain for a short while*

"H-huh? Look at you? What is it?"

"I'm the first person you've ever shown this to...? Why?"

"You really like me? Well I know, we've been best friends for like...ages"

"Not like that? What do you mean?"

"Uhm...okay, here take my hand, I suppose...?"

"W-wait what?"

"I... don't know what to say...aren't you...straight?"

"You're...not? I- ...what?"

*VA nervous giggle* "You're fucking with me, right? Very funny, you can knock...it...off n...fuck- you're not joking, are you? I know that look-"

"I don't know what to say..."

"No, no, hey! I'm not denying you! I'm just...in shock? ...flattered? Maybe a little confused- I was so sure you were straight-"

"I don't know...I guess I've just never seen you with another girl...but for that matter I've never seen you with anyone..."

"You were waiting for...me?"

"Hun..."

"I..."

"No it's...it's not dumb...honestly...this is one of the most romantic things anyone's ever done for me...I'm...really into it..."

"Well no...not just "it"...a certain someone too"

"Heh...yeah, I guess that is accepting your confessi- mm?!"

*Listener kisses VA, leading to kissing sounds for a while*

"Well that was...sudden-"

"No, don't be sorry...I...I liked it. Did you?"

"Do...you want to do more?"

*More kissing sounds before a sudden gasp*

"Where's that hand going...?"

"I...uhm...okay..."

*Some light gasping/moaning from VA for a while*

"F...fuck, I didn't know you were this good with your fingers...i-if you carry on like that I'm gunna-"

*VA intense breathing before louder moans*

"O-oh god...I think...I made a mess-"

"...it's your fault..."

"Can we...cuddle for a while?"

"Yeah, I'd really like that...a lot"

*Breathing sounds from VA*

"I didn't expect this at all...but I'm glad it happened"

"Yeah...I'm sure...I'm also sure you're not straight-"

"I know...I know...dumb joke, but...does this make us a thing now?"

"...yeah, I'd like that..."

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(TW: Arguing, cursing, potential cheating, CGL)

Tags: F4F Established Relationship, Making Up, Misunderstood, coming out, CGL, Mommy, WLW)

If you want to use this, please ask first as these will mostly be personal scripts 💜

I think I'm gunna use this as something of a personal writing log, do some script writing with the added bonus of having it here for other people to see and suggest things! So with that said... Let's start!

For this first script I want to try writing a specifically wlw/lesbian script, since all of my scripts I've written so far have been completely gender neutral. My gay ass just misses lesbean pet names 👀

This first script will be a coming out to partner CGL script (gone slightly wrong), since CGL mommy scripts are what I've mostly written c:

So, scene setting: VA goes on the computer, she notices it's been left on; with a messaging app open. Said messaging app has multiple unopened message notifications. Opening them VA sees that her GF has been messaging other women calling them "mommy". Feeling like she didn't need to see any more than that and already upset, VA moves to go and confront her GF about it.

Script start:

"Babe, we need to talk."

"About what? I think you know exactly about what."

"What do you mean you don't know what I'm talking about? Don't play dumb with me, please, you'll just make it worse."

"Please stop trying to mess me around, I saw your texts to those other women. You literally left them on the computer."

"Yeah. "Oh shit" indeed. Did you REALLY think I wouldn't find out?"

"It's not like that? Then what the fuck IS calling random women online "mommy" then, huh?"

"Christ...what the fuck are your parents gunna think-"

"What are MY parents gunna think?!"

*VA sighs deeply* "Fuck..."

"Why are *you* crying?"

"Why do you keep saying that? How is it not what I think? You were calling other women mommy and shit like that, seems pretty cut and dry to me."

"It's not like *that*? You mean a kink? That you have a mommy kink?"

"...not a kink? What? How is it not a kink?"

"You don't get off to it...? Then...why?"

"Comfort...? I...babe I'm not following-"

"Age regression? I...think I've heard of that, yeah, what's that got to do with this though?"

*VA listens for a while to an explanation, listening and makes sounds/responses of following*

"I...think I understand...but why'd you never say anything, babe?"

"You were scared...? I mean, I guess I can see why...it's not the easiest thing to understand and I'm still not even sure if I do..."

"Hey....hey, sweetheart it's okay...baby, you don't need to be sorry....I just...didn't understand...I thought it was something else...it's okay."

"I'm sure...of course I'm sure. Now look up at me with those big beautiful eyes of yours...there she is, there's my girl..."

"I love you, okay. The only reason I was so upset was because I was scared that I was losing you. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions, but it seriously made me freak...I shouldn't have looked to be honest, it's my fault too."

"That's right, babe, it wasn't all you, I fucked up too. Now come here and smoosh that face of yours in my chest, I know you love that..."

*a little while of soft breathing sounds and potentially heartbeat*

"You know...I wouldn't be opposed to being called mommy..."

"Yeah, I mean it... if it makes you happy I'd be a pretty shitty girlfriend not to try, right?"

"...I do wish you'd have told me before going online for it though, sweetheart"

"it's okay babe, I know you didn't mean any harm by it...or should I say 'baby~'"

"N'awww~ You trying to hide that cute blush in my chest baby?"

"I definitely wish I'd known sooner if I meant you being this adorable and shy..."

"You can't hide there forever baby...c'mon look up at...mommy"

"There's my baby girl...look at you, so cute all snuggled up to mommy..."

"Gosh...you're so adorable like this..."

"You know...you did such a good job explaining age regression to mommy sweetheart, mommy is so proud of you!"

"Mhmmm, that's right! A very good job, little one~ Maybe we should get you a sticker chart or something, baby. Would you like that?"

"You would? Well we'll have to look next time we go shopping! You'll have to be a very good girl for mommy though..."

"You'll be a good girl? Good, I'm glad sweetpea~"

"You know...I think I could get used to this"

"Yeah, I think so baby, it's very...comfy...cozy? I'm not sure how to describe it."

"Safe? I think maybe you're right darling...safe. I think I understand what you meant earlier now..."

"Kinda like I could forget all the problems in the world and just dedicate my attention to you...my sweet, precious little girl..."

"You're so cute when you get shy..."

*VA pause for a while again, soft breathing*

"Hey, baby?"

"Thank you for being honest with me. I know it must have been tough for you, but...I'm so glad you did."

"You don't need to say anything, just know I'm really, really happy right now."

"...I love you, baby girl. So much."

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ITS OCTOBER LESBIANS START MANIFESTING

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[A4A] Reuniting with a Forest Demon [Demon speaker] [Comfort] [Old Friends] [TW Religious Trauma]

Hello! Welcome to Monsters for Mental Health May!  Quick disclaimer: this script does not intend to bash or insult any religion. This script is… well, I guess an exercise in deconstruction? And an attempt to bring comfort to those who have had similar experiences. You deserve to be happy and free ♥

Summary: An ancient forest demon and the listener reunite after years apart. Contains heavy themes of religious trauma.

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.

Google Doc

Key

[SFX and Action]

(.) Short Pause

(...) Longer pause

(Voice inflection)

Word Count: 976

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[Crunching leaves]

DEMON

 You. I remember you. Tell me, little one, do you remember me too?

(.)

So unsure. Come close... Closer. There, little sprout.

(.)

My, but you have grown. I feel as though I merely blinked and now you are bloomed before me. Yet, you hesitate. Do I frighten you still?

(.)

Oh, little one. Just how much have you forgotten? I assure you, there was a time when the sight of me would make you scream. There was a time when the sight of me would make you beam. It seems all of these years have faded those memories.

(.)

Vague memories, strange dreams. The same story through different means. I stand before you now, impossible and breathing, real as the trees who touch the heavens with their branches and hell with their roots. Lay your hand upon my hide and know that I am true.

(.)

There, little one. I know not why you are here, but I am glad nonetheless. I will offer you this: do you want to regain what you have lost? Do you want to remember?

(.)

I will tell you, if that is what you wish. But be warned, sprout, old wounds reopened can be as painful as fresh ones.

(.)

Very well. Come with me. I will take you across the forest and tell you a tale of old friends past.

[Crunch of leaves]

Years ago, when your legs were small and shaky, you lived in a little home on the edge of the woods. A tiny sapling of a thing, you were. You used to pick daisies and explore the brush for beetles as your parents prepared supper. And night after night you would wander farther and farther, curiosity taking you deep into the dwelling of a hulking, moss-covered creature. And when you looked into the creature's eyes, gaze wide and wonderful, do you know what you did?

(.)

You gave me a daisy. It was small, soft, and bright. And you were small, soft, and bright. You stayed and played in the branches until the sun hung low, and for the first of many times I carried you home.

You made fairy houses and stirred potions in puddles. I told you tales of ancient lands, taught you the flora and fauna of the forest. How you loved to learn.

(.)

They are memories that shine in my soul. But all things must change, little sprout, and change they did. Every seventh evening, you began to disappear. And as you grew more distant, I would start to fear. You came to me quiet. You came to me less.

(.)

One night I followed your family down the dark, winding back road with woods on either side. Past the stench of the car exhaust, I could smell your fear. And when the car stopped, it stopped right here.

(Angry) This place. This wretched place. Even from the treeline I could hear the pastor's voice. What horrible things he screamed at my sprout. That you Were wicked and sick and deserved... such torturous things. My sprout! Never my sprout.

(.)

The next day, I asked you to stay with me. How I wished to spirit you away to the depths of the forest, safe in my domain. Alas, you refused.

(.)

How could you not? To come with me would have been to uproot your whole life, little sprout. You had parents, a home, friends. You did not want to leave that behind, and I would not make you.

(.)

I admit, little sprout, there are times I wish I had. For it was then you told me you would not come back to the forest. Good children stay in their place, you said. Good children don't play with fae or brew potions or befriend beasts of the devil. Jagged words that tore my chest.

(.)

No, no need. It was no fault of your own. you were frightened and hurt, and you felt all alone. Truly it is I who must apologize.

(.)

The next seventh eve you wore a crisp white robe. Again I followed you when you left home. You were taken to the lake by the wretched man in his slick suit, drowned in the dirty water as he spat his curses at you. When he finally lifted you, I tried to call out, but you could not hear me over the congregation’s cheers. That was the last I saw of you for many years.

(.)

You hid away, and to my shame, I did the same. I could not stand the thought of you looking that way, soaked and despondent.When I finally came to my senses, when I finally sought you out, it was too late. You had moved on from the little house near the woods.

(.)

We did meet again. Just barely, just once. You returned to your old home garbed in black and sat at the foot of the forest, weeping. I approached ever-so-softly, and as your weeping turned to wailing I tried to reach out and comfort you.

(.)

Your tear-burned eyes rose to mine, but... I saw no recognition. No soft sweet memories of daisies or old stories. Just tired misery and fresh fear. Oh... the fear in my sprout's eyes. How your terror tore at me.

I tried to speak. You screamed. So, I fled. I fled deep, deep into the forest to lay in the earth and mourn the loss of my dear little sprout. And there I remained until today.

Now you know our history. Tell me, why have you returned to me? Is it curiosity of faded memories or have family affairs called you back to this place?

(.)

Lonely? Oh, dear little sprout. Come here. You are so strong. You are sweet and bright. No tears, no fears. I will protect you and hold you tight.

(.)

Look into my eyes as you did before. You don't have to be alone anymore.

END

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[A4NB] Letter From a Friend [Comfort for coming out gone bad] [Nonbinary listener]

AN: Listen. I know this isn’t the usual script, more of a monologue, but I had writer’s block. I might still have writer’s block. So have something short, sweet, and super sappy.

Synopsis: The speaker and listener are best friends and roommates. The listener returns from a visit with their parents and immediately locks themselves in their room. Knowing that the listener had planned to come out to their parents, the speaker writes them a letter and slips it under their door.

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.

Google Doc

Key:

[SFX and Action]

(.) Short Pause

(...) Longer pause

(Voice instruction)

Word Count: 655

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[Paper unfolds]

BEST FRIEND (VOICEOVER):

Hey buddy,

By the way you’ve hid yourself away, I’m going to assume that coming out to your parents didn’t go well. I’m so sorry. You don’t have to tell me what happened, but I want you to know that I’m always here for you.

Take some time to be alone, but don’t isolate yourself for too long.

(Gently) I know you have a tendency to do that, you silly goose. Remember there are people you can go to for love and support. I know that’s what you wanted from your parents, and it’s what you deserve, but you and I both know how unfair the world can be.

It's okay to hurt. Don’t try to pretend you don’t; I can tell. You always try to hide it. You act like you don’t care what your family thinks, but I know how much you care for them.

Don’t worry, it won’t hurt forever.

When I see you, you’ll probably shrug and say you don’t need anyone’s approval to be nonbinary. This is true, but I know how broken up you were when you came out to your sister. I can only imagine how this must feel.

You said yourself that despite your problems with them, your family was your support system for so long. I know you’re torn up that they don’t accept this part of you. Especially given what a large part of you it is.

Just to let you know, I accept every part of you. It’s important that you know that.

(Amused) Remember that year when you brought me to my first Pride Fest? Thanks for that. I was so nervous, but you let me follow you around like a lost puppy and showed me all the cool events. Remember how I tripped on the train of that drag queen’s dress? That was mortifying! She was so sweet about it, though. I know that memory always makes you laugh.

When you’re ready to come out of your room, would you like to have dinner? I’m making something other than casserole! We can pop on some Muppet films if you want. Those always make you feel better, don’t they?

We can even watch Muppets from Space, even though it’s my least favorite Muppet movie and it’s not even canon. I know you love Gonzo, our nonbinary icon, but I can’t understand your affinity for what is objectively the least impressive Muppet movie. But since I love you, we’ll watch it.

And yes, I’ll fast forward through the Noah’s Ark scene in the beginning. It kinda freaks me out, too.

Make sure you hydrate! Take your medicine as well, if you haven’t.

By the way, I’m proud of you. Not just for telling your parents, but for all the growth you’ve done over the years. You’ve really come into your own, you know. Even if you say you’re not where you want to be in life, I think you’re in a pretty good place now.

Things like a house and your dream job seem far away, and maybe they are! But right now you have a roof over your head, dinner in the kitchen, and a best friend who loves you very much. I think that’s a good start. And if anyone can go far, it’s you.

Something tells me you needed that reminder. Your confidence seems to take a hit each time you visit your family. Maybe we should talk about it sometime? If you want to.

One more thing. You know who you are better than anyone else, period. There are people who will try to make you doubt your identity, but they haven’t spent the years exploring the depths of you that you have. Not even your mother knows you better. Trust and believe in yourself; your gender is your own journey. And I’m with you every step of the way.

See you when you’re ready.

END

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Wanting to hurt someone but in a consentual way

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I'm very new here and have NO IDEA how it works, I'll be posting a bunch of different ASMR based things and following them too!

If you have any tips for using this, please let me know! If love to learn q.q