#oc: audie

[vatillly]

Small assortment of Darktide related sketches/doodles. Also more Chaos AU Skuld because she's been on my mind lately :)

[mlynar-nearl]

audie and ensia get along like a house on fire and audie tries so hard to get along with enya but she is assured that he’s plotting something because who else would her brother marry (she’s right, but he does actually want to help her and his husband reconcile to some extent)

[doostyaudi]

R there even twiddlefinger mod fans here.... Please it's so dark in here....

Anyways. Art dump of the brainrot yaoi mod or whatever. Im cringe but i am free

Why am I like this-

[ghastigiggles]

get yoinked idiot

[ghastimart]

its been a particularly shitty week so i had to get some ocshipping out of my system

[fluffydeoxys]

can i give rory a rose!

perchance!

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He hasn't even put on his tie yet!

[domono08]

Fat slacker fox named Audie. Guess who she’s based on and cookies for everyone!

[erigold13261]

I know you said “a” color… but how about the gay man flag color palette?

"I know what you are!" -Bubble

I spent way too much time on this, but I had no other ideas so had to do this (tried to match each colored strip to the main color of the character in that stripe).

[whalesongsblog]

Okay, this idea I came up with has been rattling around in my brain and here’s the result. It’s only a tiny snippet of the storyline I’m trying to figure out- the vibe is small town eldritch horror mixed with uhhh cult stuff, rituals, and romance! Things that go great together!! 🤭 👻

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It was through the blessings of the Saints that Ominis Gaunt’s blindness was cured. It was proof; irrefutable as the foundations of the town, that its’ people were divinely guided. After all, where else could such miracles be found?

Ominis remembered how he’d cracked open his eyes one morning after a horrendous nights sleep and suddenly the world was a riot of color and shapes so overwhelming he’d curled up on his side practically shaking from the strength of his migrane.

He knew instantly how the town would recieve it, how his life had changed in a way he could not come back from when all he wanted was for things to go back to normal.

But there was nothing remotely normal about his life, and there was nothing normal about Ominis Gaunt.

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St. Ives was a little blot of human presence against the steep, perilous mountains surrounding it, swathed in towering pine forests. A thick mist rolled down the mountainsides to sit heavily over the rain-slick roads, blurring the outlines of greying shopfronts and houses.

It truly did not boast much. There was the town square, a handful of stores, a grand total of about five questionable takeout places, the university, library, school, and church. Pastor Keach often went on about the Lord being found in even the most humble of places, which Ominis certainly hoped was true because the church was about eight steps short of ‘humble’, falling right into the ‘straight up derelict’ category. But the townspeople filed in every Sunday anyway, shielding themselves from the creaking, ancient wood and old stone with their ironclad-perhaps zealous- faith. The plasticky sign out in the dead grass always read the same thing;

Genesis 3:19. For you are dust, and to dust you shall return.

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Snow fell in gentle flurries from the charcoal-grey skies, the promise of a storm on the horizon. Miradevi shivered and bent down on her haunches to set a bouqet of flowers before a marble slab. Dry, frozen grass crunched under her boots as she stood back up, her gaze flitting to the young man at her side. His marble- carved features were impassive as he looked down at the grave, icechip eyes flickering over the solid black lettering on the headstone.

“I think it’s going to rain, Niss.” Mira’s voice was soft, but it still felt like a gunshot in the silence that pressed against them.

“I know.” Ominis placed his own flowers before the grave, looking at it for another moment, before turning to his best friend. “The weather’s been miserable. Are you cold?”

She was. But she wasn’t about to interrupt the moment with her own problems, especially since Ominis was rather fond of the woman six feet below them, peacefully resting in the earth.

“Don’t worry about it. Take your time, just- keep an eye on the weather, yeah? You know how the mountains get in the rain.”

“No, you’re right. It’s getting dark, and we shouldn’t-“ Ominis paused. He shot another glance at his aunt’s grave, at the unyielding lettering chiseled into the marble. “Nevermind. Let’s head back- I hate driving down during a storm.”

As if proving his point, lightning forked across the sky, illuminating the dark expanse a bruise- purple, the silhouettes of the mountains around them momentarily lighting up. Ominis winced, blinking slightly at the burst of color. It had been five years since.. well, since what the town called the blessing, and what he just referred to as the ‘incident.’

“Not used to it yet?” Miradevi asked, linking her arm with his. Ominis tugged her closer, the darkness in his eyes softening as he looked down at her.

“Not yet. One day, perhaps. But I’ll have to keep looking at you to remind me of the upsides of having my eyesight back.”

Ominis relished Mira’s embarrassed laugh, easily ducking the half- hearted swat she aimed at him. His hand gently braced against the small of her back as he guided her up the crumbling paths of the graveyard, making sure she didn’t lose her footing on the steep slopes. “You’ll learn to take a compliment one day, mon précieuse. I’ll make sure of it.”

“I can take a compliment just fine. You’ve just got this way of saying things in that posh accent that just-“

“-flusters you?” Ominis purred, grinning as they emerged onto the winding road where he’d parked his car. The street curved along the mountain, flanked by thick forests on one side, a steep cliff drop on the other.

“You wish.” Miradevi’s ears burned slightly, but she was quickly mollified as he opened the door of the sleek Audi to let her settle in before getting behind the wheel. “I call dibs on the aux.”

“You always get aux. Even though, might I remind you, it’s my car.”

“Yeah, but I’m your best friend, so I automatically get aux privilege. Besides, I can’t listen to Pavarotti again. As endearing as your weird obsession with an old Italian man is-“ Mira ignored his indignant protest. “-I need to listen to something else.”

Ominis snorted softly as the car purred to life, feigning offence at her words. But he let her sully his airwaves with some pop monstrosity or the other because honestly? He’d commit homicide for that smile on her face. With another exaggerated sigh, Ominis braced one gloved hand against Mira’s headseat, the other gripping the wheel as he U- turned on the narrow mountain road. Angling the Audi down the steep road, the car’s headlights illuminating the curving path back down to the village as the skies split open above them, rain beginning to lash against the concrete.

The car dissappeared around the bend, the forest and the graveyard falling silent once more.

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AN: As always, I love to hear from y’all, so feel free to drop feedback, plot suggestions, whatever!

alright toodles 🫶🏾🫶🏾🪻🪻

[cinnasnaps]

24-01-22

every time my friend audie (https://plush.city/@sparklepup/) goes to do a pokemon go thing she calls it pogo. which conjures to mind a very different image for me

[arcadiken]

ggguys my birthday is tomorrow….. could you draw me or one of my ocs…

[vatillly]

Been cooking this one up for a hot minute. Finally decided to show my Veteran Audie some more love since I haven't drawn her in a while.

[mlynar-nearl]

was thinking about audie and enciodes and gnosis again. i think they dont keep track of how many wins at chess someone has because it's about the game not the ending. however the first time audie beats gnosis at chess while theyre hanging out waiting for enciodes to get out of a terran zoom conference gnosis fumes about it for a week and a half

[doostyaudi]

Taking any chance i can to rant lol-

Before you say anything, yes it IS a fnaf reference. Garnold and Clukr made Fun Bot, and garnold is a fnaf fan, so he gave Fun Bot that ability

[ghastigiggles]

sebby getting stuck in a vent and someone tickling the absolute fuck out of his tail while he struggles

bro can't catch a fucking break

[ghastimart]

the sillies