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My First Audio!

"Meeting a Goth Vampire on the Boardwalk"

(F4A) They/Them pronouns are used, but a lot of feminine adjectives are used.

[Small mention of attack and feeding] [Strangers to Friends?]

I had fun making this!

Written, Edited And Recorded By OriArmor39 (Me!) {Its my first audio, The writing isnt that good lol, But i tried!}

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#redacted audio #redacted fanaudio #redacted oc #ori's ideas #redacted vampires #vamp!ori #The Dawn Family Series

nephilimbrute

self-indulgent

moronkyne

Halloween Icons - OCT 7

Reqd: @oriarmor39 <3

cherryblossomtea

Whenever I think of what Sam looks like, it’s gotta be a mix of Arthur Morgan and this fucker

I do love this fucker and I would love to see part 3 to the series but anyway

moronkyne

so kodys back too

oriarmor39

HELP I SAID THIS OUT LOUD AND MY STEP DAD SAID “what?”

moronkyne

1. We have clear yet NOT RESTRICTIVE rules! You won’t find yourself constantly questioning whether you have the OK to say something or not—But! If you EVER do!! Mods are more than happy to help you navigate and learn!

2. We actually have nice community members. We don’t tolerate judgment or hate—We keep it welcoming.

3. We have a LOT channels! Anything you need to talk about? Boom! Channel! And all of the titles are pretty easy to understand!! Not to mention it’s very organized and aesthetically pleasing.

4. We have not one—Not two—But THREE channels in which you can absolutely scream into the void abt anything and everything (positive) without judgement. For example: You totally normal admiration for a specific character…!!!! Soo normal. Yep.

5. Special roles for special folks! Customize your server profile by adding more personal things like pronouns or zodiacs or by adding silly things like your favorite redacted magical race/characters!

6. We have a whole category for channels dedicated to your OCs!! Redacted or not, come and share! :3 We’d love to hear abt your goobers.

7. Several different pings for different things <3

8. we have people from all around the globe! From Russia, to the United States to Africa ^^

9. A lot of well known redacted tumblr users chillax here!! So you get to see their art or idk even talk to som TUMBLR CELEBSSS (swear im not going mad)

10. We’ve technically been around for more than a year…Closer to a year and a few months. So!! We have a very close community that would love to have more friends!

11. I ran out of ideas BUT COME STOP BY!!

REBLOG IF UR IN THE SERVER!! 🤍🩷🩵

oriarmor39

Just started infinity Nikki! I like my starting outfit, so I just thought I’d post it here!

oriarmor39

Man, after this post things went down hill ;-;

#infinity nikki #man this sucks.#still gonna play it tho.#I haven’t had trouble getting both outfits! maybe it’s me doing all my quests and events? I have no clue #oh well!#I’m f2p btw.

moronkyne

tag the moot who intimidated you at first but now they’re just a cool loser in your phone

oriarmor39

I can’t remember if I did a repost of this one, but I don’t think I did… anyway, YOU YA GOOBER

When I joined the discord I was scared to hell of ya, and now we’re chums, we’re buds!

#ya goober #ori speaks #ily ya goob

moronkyne

.ೃ࿐ Seer Obscura X Morgan Kyne *ೃ༄

⋆˚࿔ Non specified listener gender | Word Count: 494 ⋆˚࿔

Dahlia was always beautiful, but when the rain fell at night, it became something else—something softer, almost magical. The streets glistened under the dim glow of streetlights, puddles reflecting tiny fragments of the city’s soul. The California breeze carried the fresh scent of wet earth, mingling with the distant hum of waves crashing against the shore. Everything slowed down, wrapped in the gentle lull of falling raindrops.

From The Obscura’s (Morgans Listener) glass balconys smudged sliding door, Morgan watched as the mist curled over rooftops, the world hushed and dreamlike. The rain softened the city’s edges, turning hurried footsteps into quiet reflections and lonely streets into intimate moments. The night belonged to the storm, and in its quiet embrace, Morgan and his Lover felt at peace.

The apartment smelled of fresh coffee and cheap leather, the scent curling between stacks of worn books and a flickering candlelight. Morgan sank into the quiet, listening to the rain tap softly against the window, time stretching and slowing in midnight’s embrace.

Morgan sank into the fresh leather, the scent still sharp in the air as he breathed deeply, letting the quiet settle around them. Obscura lay across his lap, unmoving, their thoughts lost in the lull of exhaustion. The silence wasn’t empty—it was earned. For once, the world wasn’t pulling at them, demanding their attention, their energy, their endless, restless minds. Whether it was their bodies that needed the stillness or just the weight of their thoughts, it hardly mattered. Right now, the quiet was enough.

Morgan let his fingers brush absently through Obscura’s hair, tracing slow patterns as the quiet stretched between them. With a softness almost instinctive, he bent down, pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead—a silent offering, a wordless confession. Obscura didn’t stir, but the corners of their lips curved just slightly, as if acknowledging the moment without needing to open their eyes. The hush of the night held them close, wrapping them in its calm, the world outside feeling impossibly far away.

“I love you, Sweetheart.” Morgan reminds his lover, cringing at the new territory that was…the trial and error of impossible petnames.

“I love you too,” Obscura chuckles, “But that one’s a no.”

Morgan sighs in response, though, a smile on his blush-brushed face. “That’s another one off the list, then.”

Morgan let his head sink into the couch, eyes drifting shut as he surrendered to the storm’s quiet symphony. Raindrops played their soft melody against the windowpane, their rhythm steady, calming. As he listened, his mind wandered—sifting through every pet name he could think of. Angel felt..too grand, too weighty. And Babe didn’t quite fit, too ordinary. What about Sweetie? No, that one was sorta…creepy..?

None of them felt right. None of them belonged to them the way he wanted.

…

Well.

“My…Song?” Morgan asks, raising an eyebrow and hoping for the best. It fit, it did. It was poetic—Nostalgic. It felt too fitting if anything.

They giggle, “…pffft.”

Damnnit.

ty for reading <3 I tried my hardest ! ^.^

oriarmor39

WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE!

moronkyne

wouldnyouvguys be interested in some fanfiction 🧐

oriarmor39

👀✋

moronkyne

oddberryshortcake

I made this based on a joke both Cozy and I simultaneously thought would happen when we watched this part come out on jpn server. It's truly something only we would find funny but enjoy 😭😭😭