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raventroll80 · 11 months
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darkandlightsides · 2 months
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WANT COCKATRICE PLUSH SO BAD
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pulchrasilva · 1 year
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White Noise
Fandom: Roleslaying With Roman
Relationships: Blood Red Song/Royono
Characters: Noise, Youngblood, Roman is there in the background
Summary: Youngblood and Noise can't sleep. Time for some introspection.
Word Count: 1936
Warnings: Lots of complicated feelings, deliberately ignoring your own needs, anger and hurt, imprisonment mentions, alcohol mentions, very brief mention of fantasy racism, self-esteem issues, guilt, jealousy, mentions of their fight
Read on AO3 // My Masterpost
It was late, but light still streamed in through the windows. Fantabulous Neon shone endlessly, the city buzzing even in the middle of the night.
Youngblood opened his eyes, groaning. Meditating rather than sleeping usually let him rest in less than ideal circumstances, but even that wasn’t enough here.
He glanced across their room – or rather, their cell – to where Roman was still snoring, teddy tucked up under his chin. It was almost impressive, how much he could sleep through.
Youngblood closed his eyes again. He managed all of five seconds before giving up.
As he chambered out of the excessively plush bed, Roman snuffled and rolled over. Youngblood froze, holding his breath, until Roman settled down. It wouldn't do to wake him. He would need his rest for the journey ahead.
Pulling his shirt on, Youngblood stepped out onto the balcony. Despite the bright extravagance of the city, the air was chilly enough to raise goosebumps on his arms.
He soon found himself slumped against the railing, watching the late night casino-goers scuttle about, doing their business amongst the obnoxiously flashing signs. How anyone could handle the all the colours and lights was a mystery to him. He couldn't wait to get out of here.
Although, if Youngblood was being honest with himself, it wasn't really the light display that was keeping him from resting.
No, it was the events of the day. The duel. The dinner. Noise, and all the buried memories that had been dragged up just by seeing them.
He looked up into the night sky, where the Bard College still loomed over him. He thought he'd escaped that life, that the consequences would never catch up to him. He'd thought he could live with the guilt if that was the cost of being free.
When he'd seen Noise today, at first his heart had jumped. It had been so long since he'd last seen his friend.
But as he noticed the sneer that was on their face, the bite in their words, Youngblood found himself reacting with anger. It was far easier than admitting the guilt aloud.
He was still running, because at this point it was all he knew how to do.
Youngblood had surprised himself, really, at dinner. All it took was a little fantasy champagne before everything came spilling out, and he drunkenly fumbled through an apology. Roman's reaction was expected – his new friend was empathetic, to an extent that was somehow both exhausting and endearing at the same time.
What he hadn't been expecting was for Noise to grow so quiet. To make his excuses and disappear from the table, ducking his head – but not before Youngblood caught the tears glittering in their eyes.
He was glad that dinner had arrived soon after that, so he could be distracted from his aching heart by the novelty of a roast cockatrice.
Hold on.
Youngblood frowned.
Noise had left before dinner was served. They'd only eaten some of that fancy baguette before they'd all but fled from the restaurant. Was there somewhere else he could get food? Or did Noise decide to go hungry, just to escape the humiliation of showing such vulnerability there.
Youngblood's scowl deepened. There had once been a time when Noise wouldn't hesitate to cry in front of him, to let him carry the weight of their pains, if only for a moment. Maybe it was just because Roman was a total stranger, or that the guards under his command were still standing over them and watching closely. But somehow, Youngblood doubted it. Despite their interactions today, the Noise he remembered had always been endlessly trusting. If he didn’t want to cry in public, it wasn’t because of the people he didn’t truly know.
Youngblood had thrown away so much when he left, and he was only now realising how much it hurt. Facing all the pain he'd caused Noise was boring a hole into his heart.
And he was still doing it. He felt sick to his stomach as he remembered the duel, the shock and agony on Noise's face as he and Roman attacked them, two on one, with lethal force.
Youngblood buried his face in his hands, overcome by it all. He took a few deep breaths. One, two, three.
Then he straightened up, determined.
Youngblood slunk back across the room, sparing a glance to make sure that Roman was still sleeping soundly. Fishing a pin out of the pocket of his jacket, he approached the door. It had been a while, but he still knew how to pick a lock. He inserted the pin into the keyhole, and within a few seconds there was a soft click.
He blinked in surprise as the door cracked open. He hadn't expected it to be that easy. Noise knew that Youngblood could pick a lock, they'd learnt together. So why did they allow him and Roman to be taken to a room with such an easily picked lock?
It wasn't important. He could think about all the implications of that later.
For now, Youngblood slipped out the door and down to the kitchens.
He'd already done so much to hurt Noise. But this was an opportunity to do better, and he was going to grab it with both hands.
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It was late, but Noise wasn't trying to sleep. He couldn't.
They all had a big day ahead of them, but no matter how hard he tried Noise found that he couldn't focus on plotting their course for tomorrow, or packing the food and weapons they would need. He was tired, and his mind kept drifting.
But they didn't want to sleep. This was bad enough. The minute he lay down all the thoughts swirling around his head would only be heightened.
His stomach rumbled, but he hardly noticed.
They were just... so angry. Noise had been more than prepared to forgive Youngblood for hurting them the first time, they knew it was an accident. Youngblood was learning how to control his power, and sometimes mistakes would be made. There had been no doubt about that in Noise's mind. There still wasn’t.
But when Youngblood left without saying goodbye... he knew how much that would hurt Noise and he did it anyway. That wasn't an accident at all.
It was deliberate.
After everything they'd been through, everything they'd done for him, Youngblood left without looking back. Noise spent years gritting his teeth and ignoring how much it grated that Youngblood always overshadowed him. Because it wasn't his fault that he was so powerful, or that Noise would always be looked down on at the Bard College as a halfling child. It wasn't Youngblood's fault that Noise would never be good enough. So they celebrated their friend's strengths with him. Youngblood's friendship would always matter so much more than any of that.
Then Youngblood left without even looking back, and the world came crashing down.
Not only that, but now he'd replaced Noise with some ridiculous oaf who barely even knew how to use a sword. And despite his lack of skill, Roman had nearly beaten them.
Youngblood didn't need him anymore. Not as a friend, or an ally, and certainly not as anything else.
Noise was really trying not to need Youngblood either.
They wanted to be furious, because they didn't deserve to be abandoned and replaced like that. But instead he found himself aching.
He hadn't expected Youngblood to actually apologise. It was like the floor had disappeared beneath them, and all those wounds they'd spent so long covering up with rage and arrogance were suddenly raw and bleeding again.
He didn't know how he could handle travelling with Youngblood for the foreseeable future. They were going to tear each other apart.
Finally, Noise sighed and slammed their quill to the desk. This wasn't working.
He stood and swept out of the room. Maybe a walk would help clear their head.
There was something soft about the night-time, Noise found as he paced the corridors. The darkness inside the inn, the muffled sounds of the city outside, the empty corridors. It all made everything feel smaller. They could figure out what to do, what to feel, about Youngblood and his new friend and the apology later. Right now, they just walked.
For a brief moment, things felt manageable.
Then they came across a door left ajar.
And not just any door – the door to the room that was supposed to be holding the prisoners.
Oh no. No no no. That was bad, very bad.
What should they do? They couldn’t just let them escape, but they couldn’t alert the guards either. He couldn’t let anyone know how badly his decision to trust Youngblood had gone, couldn’t risk looking incompetent. Even if they managed to recapture Roman and Youngblood, he wouldn't be able to justify taking them on this mission when he'd just proven that he couldn’t keep them under control.
Noise would just have to find them himself.
They threw open the door, hoping to find a hint of where they might have gone.
There was a soft snuffling sound. Noise's brow furrowed. There was still someone here.
Youngblood was nowhere to be found but Roman was still in bed, sound asleep. He was curled around a stuffed bear, something that managed to be equal parts ridiculous and endearing.
Did Youngblood really leave Roman behind too? Noise couldn't help but feel a pang of empathy, thinking about how Roman would feel when he woke up.
But that wasn't important. They needed to start looking, now.
And so they did. Noise searched for hours, every room, every corner, every possible hiding spot. No good. Every second that passed, he only grew more panicked. What if they couldn’t find him? What then?
Finally, he gave up. It was no use. Youngblood was probably long gone by now.
The sky outside was beginning to change colour, the many hues of Neon's light displays giving way to the red of early sunrise.
There was going to be hell to pay tomorrow. But right now, Noise couldn't bring themself to care. He was just so tired, yawning repeatedly as he dragged his feet back to his own room. They would have to deal with the consequences tomorrow. Noise just wanted to get a few hours of sleep before then.
When they rounded the corner onto the corridor their room was on, it took a few moments for their sleepy mind to register what they were seeing.
There was something on the floor, right outside his door.
Cautious, they drew closer and realised that it was a plate of food, still steaming slightly.
Just by looking at it, Noise was suddenly hit with the realisation of how ravenous they were. Hunger gnawed at him as he stooped to pick up the plate.
But where did it come from? Was it safe to eat? It could be poisoned.
Across the hallway, a shadow shifted. It paused as Noise's eyes locked onto it. For a long moment they stared at each other, unmoving. Noise held their breath – in anticipation of what, they didn't know.
At last, the shadow moved. Noise watched it the whole way down the corridor until it disappeared around the corner, back in the direction of Youngblood's room.
Noise breathed.
So Youngblood hadn’t abandoned him – Roman, that is – after all. Figures.
He looked back at the plate of food in his hands. Food at the Palace Inn was truly delicious, and they'd always wanted to try cockatrice.
Noise smiled. Maybe this adventure of theirs would be better than expected.
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Help to name some of Cat's Chimerical Creations!
Some of my little mix-and-match Frankenbeanies don't have names; what would you call them if you had the chance?
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starlupeloco · 3 years
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CirquellCuriosities on Etsy has a pattern for a Cockatrice that I bought last year and finally got around to making one! It’s colors are based on the cockatrice from final fantasy 12 that my brother requested.
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It was really fun but dang that gold was hard to work with!
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snakes-stims · 2 years
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plush cockatrice
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New Stock added to the Kreechur Croft!!
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Cockatrice adult and chick patterns by CirquellCuriosities
Seal pattern by Crafty Kooka
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otherworldmenagerie · 3 years
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Hi everyone! We have rebranded from Dragon Adventures Crafting to The OtherWorld Menagerie!!!
We have added a ton of new items to our Etsy shop recently too. And are gearing up for Pride Month!! For those that were fans of our Mandrakes, we have redesigned them and they now have jointed arms. Our stock of the old Mandrakes will be listed and on sale soon too. Currently our previous Pride Owl designs and our Actually Autistic Pride buttons are on sale to make room for the new incoming designs. The new designs will be revealed soon! We also have commissions open for Pride Cockatrice Chicks and soon to be Pride Moles too.  And we have a new type of doll design in the works as well. 
Our etsy shop is https://www.etsy.com/shop/OtherWorldMenagerie
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vhsshopping · 3 years
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Fantasy creature plush package
Plush 1 [$25.00] | Plush 2 [$22.00] | Plush 3 [$25.00]
Plush 4 [$18.00] | Plush 5 [$20.00] | Plush 6 [$17.00+]
Plush 7 [$19.99] | Plush 8 [$24.00] | Plush 9 [$15.00]
SURPRISE BONUS [$10.00]
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cirquellcuriosities · 5 years
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We are very pleased to announce that our very first stuffed animal pattern is now available! You can now make your very own custom Cockatrice friend with our downloadable full color PDF. The PDF includes material lists, fabric layouts, printing instructions, and more so that you have everything that you could need to get started right away! If you are interested, please follow the link below!: https://www.etsy.com/listing/696780442/cockatrice-stuffed-animal-sewing-pattern?ref=shop_home_active_1
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raventroll80 · 1 year
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I need to draw more g/t, once MerMay’s over I’m gonna give myself until November or maybe December before I go back to working on the project so I can draw other things (g/t included) without feeling like I’m not spending my time correctly.
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pandoras-tupperware · 2 years
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[ID: four pictures of a stuffed cockatrice. The first is the entire plush from the side. It has a fuzzy white body, a dark green scaly tail and belly, green wings each held on by a brown button, cream colored spikes along its back, a red comb, black plastic bead eyes, mustard yellow feet, and a yellow beak with a little fang.
It’s seated on a counter near an American flag collage, a light table, a paper cutter and some outlets. The second photo is a closeup of a wing, the third is a closeup of its feet, and the fourth is a closeup of its face. End ID.]
A little man I made! It was my first stuffie made entirely from scratch, and I think it went alright! I’m definitely gonna make another when I get the chance.
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leesmenagerie · 5 years
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The Cockatrice Chicks are up for adoption! You can grab one at www.TheMenagerieMacLeod.com/shop! . #artdoll #chick #arttoy #plushie #plush #mythicalcreatures #cockatrice https://www.instagram.com/p/BxXlWc1BO9v/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1gov3psgnat29
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Ice Cream the Dessert Themed Cerberus Plush by Cat's Chimerical Creations
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hanasaku-shijin · 6 years
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oohhh i love that the manga is taking its own liberties! little differences but the overall plot is all the same! like how Sucy enchanted Akko’s Alcor plush and he’s the one who helped her fend off the Cockatrice, and the bit of extra dialogue Akko has bickering with Diana, and of course you can’t miss the foreshadowing of Hannah and Barbara saying Akko can’t ride a broom and “maybe Chariot can’t ride one either!” like damn... that one kinda hurt knowing what we know is gonna happen...
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trashboatprince · 3 years
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Which of these do you think I should finish up and post soon? I wanna actually make an effort and start posting up some of my wips instead of letting them gather dust
From what I see in my drive folder, these are some of my wips that have the most effort put into them, except one, it’s actually finished, I’m just too embarrassed to post it
-Crowley accidentally helping to write the Codex Gigas after being summoned by Herman the Recluse and them both getting really drunk while working on it. Crowley never told Aziraphale he helped write it because Aziraphale would hold that over his head forever.
-Aziraphale wants to visit a museum with no docent, but changes his mind when he meets the handsome archivist who is volunteering to be his own, personal docent (literally just an excuse for me to write gay stuff while also being a huge nerd about my museum studies degree)
-An Einstein and Eddington/Good Omens crossover one-shot where Crowley meets Arthur Eddington and helps to be an inspiration to him to keep up his theory of relativity he’s working on with Einstein (I actually ADORE this movie, not just because David Tennant and Andy Serkis are in it, but because I am a sucker for astronomy and history being shoved into one movie, and it was fun to write something with two David characters meeting that AREN’T the usual Crowley meeting the Doctor or whatnot, I wanted a little variety)
(This is the one that is complete, I’m too embarrassed to post something involving a fictional version of a real person talking to someone who shares his face for some reason. This is also the one-shot I was asking what Crowley’s hair would look like in the 1910s for, because I’m tempted to draw something for it before I post it) 
-Aziraphale is mad at Crowley and spends a whole week walking around with a giant, plush snake toy he has lovingly named Janthony, and Crowley is jealous of a toy to an embarrassing level
-Not a one-shot, but the first chapter is complete, a Beauty and the Beast-inspired story where Crowley is a snake-themed beast who can switch between a cockatrice and a gorgon and Aziraphale lives with him and his strange servants (who all happen to be made out of different things like stone, porcelain, ect.) 
-Warlock asking Nanny about gender stuff, which was meant to be in the TDoV zine I joined, but I sadly dropped out due to health reasons and it was hard to focus on it when I had a million things going on so it wouldn’t have ended up as good as I would have liked it to have been
-Whatever the hell I’ve got going with Sour Blessings, there are a lot of one-shots I’ve got written, along with the actual story being in the works 
I wanna try finishing/posting up one of these by next week, what do you guys think would be the most interesting to see? 
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