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chknbzkt · 7 months
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Anddd for the one that started it all: Moondrop the Night Terror!!! \o/
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Stand-alone!!!
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More pictures and lore below!!
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Proto dragon Moon (yucky man, I love him so)
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Gremlin to not-gargoyle pipeline is so real lmaooo-
The shades, abyssal inky monsters that take vague, bastardized forms based on things they see (and oft consume) are infamous for only venturing out of their pools at night. Shades are, however, not the only thing that stalks Hyde’s Crossing and it’s people when the sun falls ‘neath the horizon.
Yet another “problem dragon” (with an impressively sizeable bounty on his head!!), Moon’s disposition towards humans in particular is hostile at best, potentially deadly at worst. He relishes in the chaos and unrest his nightly excursions cause to all manner of folk, seemingly unpredictable in that he never sticks around in any one part of Hyde’s Crossing for too long.
No, indeed efforts have been ramping up of late to catch him. He’s responsible for all manner of crimes including arson, murder of livestock, theft, jaywalking, vandalism, bribery, forgery… and murder. Never you mind that the deaths in question were either an accident on his end or that of his would-be slayers, unfortunately he’s not particularly interested in sticking around to give his testimony to the contrary.
So, as efforts to encourage monster hunters to kill him dead in the form of steadily rising bounty rewards continue being made, he’s stuck nomadically jumping around from place to place to evade capture or worse. He’s not keen on stopping his nightly reigns of terror, he wants to be feared and he likes the purchase that comes with having no alignments or attachments.
He’s made attachments with humans before. He has the iron collar to show for it. Never again.
He has no hoard to call his own and it’s not doing his dubious mental stability (with like zero support) any favors. He does tend to linger near villages with libraries a tad longer despite the risk, however.
It’s only a matter of time before his bounty gets upped to “kill on sight,” though to finally sort himself and his baggage out may require being “slain” by the right hunter he meets at the right time…
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marshmallowcat666 · 9 months
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Days 6-10 of Smaugust
Day 6 Iron
Did a sketch of Eclipse’s (Fnaf) head so I stuck it on a themed dragon since, animatronics are probably made partly of iron somewhere??? Idk
Day 7 Agate
Drew a design based on the rock!
Day 8 Sodium
Another design! This guy breathes fire by some sort of sodium reaction
Day 9 Uranium
He’s radioactive or smth? Also his horns are made of Uranium
Day 10 Opal
I like this one! I looked up opals and saw there’s one called the dragon’s breath Opal? Might not be real I didn’t look into it further at all, I just went like “ooo pretty” and here we are!
Find all the prompts plus the discord here on pencilcat's official post!
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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FINALLYYY FIRST CELESTIAL IVE BEEN CHOMPING AT THE BIT TO SHOW THIS-
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And a mix of various sketches and drafts!!!
Psst down here v
Since the horrific murder of a nobleman has put many people in the kingdom’s walls off the idea of letting dragons in their midst for the time being, Sundrop’s continued employ under the king as a personal jester and informant has many under the impression that the dragon himself may have had something to do with it, and that his influence is corrupting the monarch in question.
Sundrop, however, thinks the people can believe whatever they want.
While his position gives him plenty of wiggle room to lavish himself with as much luxury as he desires, truthfully he’d much rather be outside the kingdom walls than in them. No, his heart lies with the wilds of Hyde’s Crossing’s ancient forests. His hoard isn’t even as extensive as it should be, consisting of a few plushies, puzzles, and children’s toys here and there, it’s oddly… empty?
So as much as he… appreciates the fluidity, he spends most of his time trying to keep his distance from Farqur Kingdom as often as possible. Before he has to return.
When he isn’t on his perch at the king’s beck and call, he’s running into random adventurers and the odd monster hunter left and right as he continues to peruse the wilds and stir up mischief as per usual. Most of them have been called to action as of late due to the influx of shades razing settlements to the ground when they’ve been left unchecked for far too long, rising to the challenge in the hopes of scoring money to keep themselves afloat.
There have been a few stinkers regarding interactions here and there, but making new friends is still endlessly fulfilling and entertaining on the occasion that they’ll let him get close enough to actually mingle with them proper. He’s content to share stories of his findings and across the land, landmarks, places of interest, the best places to sun oneself and the loveliest fishing spots!!! This boy loves to know people and be known!!!
He never sticks around long enough to say goodbye however. Always leaves in Farqur’s general direction in a big hurry at odd beats in the conversation. Odd fellow. And he never actually clocked where his companion was from, so the chances of them meeting again are slim…
He seems very flighty for someone so pleasant…
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chknbzkt · 8 months
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I COME BEARING FEDDY
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And a few extras :>
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And the initial sketch :D
While Chica tends to keep within the confines of her massive territory of orchards and the settlements peppering them, Freddy technically doesn’t have a permanent home of his own. Though he Does have a few caves and abandoned buildings he returns to to stock away trinkets for his hoard, he tends to move in an observable pattern across Hyde’s Crossing.
Freddy wanders Hyde’s Crossing for plenty of reasons, mostly to keep tabs on goings-on between the locals, also to make sure no big toothy things are bothering them. Recently more and more unsavory characters have been popping up from the Badlands from their primordial ooze, taking shape and turning their attention to yummy villagers. Said villagers then get paranoid and start to think Everything big and toothy wants to murder them. Including the dragons that take residence around the Crossing. Things have been rough, give them a break,,
As such, Freddy is a seeker of anomaly-related trouble and far less neutral than Chica (as she is now, at least). Sightings of these Shades near a village are a surefire sign that he’s not long to turn up himself. He’s come to expect the pitchfork waving and that whole jazz, but come on folks he wouldn’t forgive himself if he hurt someone 😩
Freddy’s tusks never stop growing, so a good sign he’s currently residing in your area are teeth marks on trees, rocks, stumps, and other hard objects.
The glowy bits are his energy core, kept fueled by eating magical stuff and things. He’s essentially a sentient nuclear reactor, only being near him doesn’t pose a risk of radiation poisoning (thank god). That said though, direct contact with the stuff is Not advised as a squishy flesh person 🙏🏽
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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He’s been done for two weeks but I was holding him ransom for me to finish Roxy 😭 but here ya go!
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I literally just based him off a more dexterous Kaprosuchus if that means anything 💀 those guys are dragons in their own right
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I like the one on the bottom left the most <3
Stuff and things under the cut!
Tucked away from the cold up north in the Icerun, Scrimshaw Marsh gets its name from the abundance of ancient dead things (their skeletons specifically) peppered throughout and overgrown with rich plant life. These hallmarks of ages past make perfect hiding spots for big toothy things like our boy here to get the drop on the unwary.
Montgomery lives a life of rugged solitude, as while he’s certainly nothing to scoff at he is far from the only varmint prowling these muddy waters. As such, plenty of folks tend to steer clear of the far south of Scrimshaw altogether, as he and the rest of the bitey things frequent those waters more often than not.
Monty himself has amassed a reputation (knowing or otherwise) as an indiscriminate sinker of boats and a terror of villages who depend on the marsh for food and resources. That said, no one has ever truly laid eyes on him, as those he targets at what seems to be random never actually live to tell about it.
As such, more and more unrest and discontent among the locals is on the rise, as these attacks didn’t start until fairly recently and the rest of the wildlife was fairly well-behaved in comparison until this outlier started making a mess.
Which is to say, whether he’s aware of it, Monty here has a bounty on his head, he’s been labeled a “problem dragon” and all sorts of monster hunters can come forward and deal with him as they please, just so long as he doesn’t cause trouble for the locals any further.
Some are far less gracious than others.
That all said, I did say these attacks occurred at seemingly random… though some quieter folks whisper to those who will listen that they’ve seen eyes unlike the foreboding dim yellow of the shades, peering at them from the marshes on their way home with their haul in the evening hours, watching them, judging them…
They’d been caught out and away from the safety of their homes past sunset, and the shades that dwell in the muggy wetness of the mangroves and bones eagerly descended upon them.
For sure they would have vanished and their children left wondering what happened to them.
Instead the marshes, gone eerily, knowingly silent in anticipation of the harrowing fate of the unfortunate fishing couple, exploded with raucous splashes and uproarious thrashing.
Almost as soon as the fiercesome ruckus started, it was over. Another, more intense pair of eyes that seemed to glow with not malice but something else less antagonistic, continued to ogle them from the privacy of the reeds.
…and they made it home safe and sound as the piercing red lights sunk quietly into the marsh.
Call them old and foolish, perhaps there’s more to this mess than meets the eye.
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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This one’s been kicking my ass for WEEKS but HERE SHE IS FOR HER DEBUT: Roxanne Derg 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽
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Wingies for reference!
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And much much more!!
Like a LOT more actually I do t think I can fit it all but I’m sure gonna try 🫡
Bunch of stuff under the cut vvv
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All of these plus the one at the start were done in Magma while fighting for my mf life figuring out how to draw big stubby talons
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And the rest from when she was initially being tossed around in idea hell 💀
Now for the lore:
The Northern portion of Hyde’s Crossing, referred to as the Icerun, is the cold and snowy portion of the kingdom Roxy called home before she made her way southward.
Since The Incident that saw dragons (among other critters) being held under scrutiny by humans (again), Roxy’s been unceremoniously dumped into the South until things cool down, thusly stripped of her cushy life as a role model and professional speed flyer as well as being turned on by her fans on account of rising paranoia that what happened to that nobleman could happen to them next.
Roxy isn’t domesticated by any means, but she’s vastly unprepared for how much the wilds of Hyde’s Crossing’s mainland have changed for better or worse. Being flung unceremoniously back into the wilds has her incredibly frazzled and bitter. She’s taken to stealing and hoarding fabrics from the villages she homes near, as her old hoard is inaccessible at current.
Her hoard consisted of various antique beauty products meant for untangling hair (brushes, picks, combs, etc.), as well as various cloths and fabrics with which she could create and mend her wardrobe. Being suddenly unable to access a hoard and the comfort items that make it up is very stressing and harmful (often scarring) for a dragon!
So she currently flounders around and tries (and fails) to make good of her situation, isolating herself and slowly descending into a well of self-loathing as her mind fills the quiet lack of distractions with big feelings she never really bothered to sort through prior. Things could get worse before they get better, but a certain young girl’s curiosity and unyielding determination could be what is needed to pull her future guardian from her slump…
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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now you know i'm obligated to ask if moon ALSO likes chin scritches OwO
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He prefers head scritches 👀 to lazy to lift his head when he’s neck deep in a nap
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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Question
How big is sun dragon lad? Not a lap dog i assume
I actually have some art that answers that question 👀
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For scale, the Hunter at his side all annoyed and stuff is about about 5’11.
Sunny’s decently large compared to us, but he’s certainly not the largest dragon in the cast (like at all,,). Big enough to ride, could probably fit a human’s head in his mouth (and probably has!!! Come on, you can trust him,,), and routinely snatches his homies for a joyride for the funnies
Him tol :)
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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WHAT IS DRAGON MOON FIRE COLOUR??
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The loveliest shade of pink :) it burns that way for hours
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chknbzkt · 7 months
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does the celestial sun boy like chin scritches
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The reviews are in: aw yeahhh that’s the good stuff
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chknbzkt · 8 months
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Do I see a storage cavity on dragon glamrock Freddy?
Oh damn you caught it :0
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With and without text :)
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Freddy’s energy core is highly magical and this highly volatile. It’s akin to radiation but it’s raw magic, meaning if he dies and no other dragon is around to contain the fallout… that could be bad. For god’s sake don’t go handling him when he’s injured and bloody without protective clothing(!!!!!)
Paradoxically… when the majicky stuff is kept within the confines of his body, which acts as a mediator/storage facility, it’s pretty much harmless. It also has funky enough reality-warping properties that it can serve as a makeshift bag-of-holding when concentrated enough to one spot. His core just kinda. opens a hole right to a sizeable pocket dimension.
One a child could mosey his way inside when he’s not paying attention ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Freddy was pretty opposed to Gregory using the thing at first, but these days he finds he’s much less comfortable letting Gregory ride him bareback while in flight. He’s much too young and could easily get whiplash from inexperience. So whenever they need to get places quickly, in he goes 😭
Not that you can convince him to stay outside it when it’s almost nighttime and the monsters that abhor the light come out to play. Nah he’s good fam 🤘🏽
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chknbzkt · 8 months
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Damn I missed another entire month and for WHAT but here’s the first of the lineup because fuck it SMAUGUST IS FOREVER (to be fair to myself I’ve been busy being experimental and taking my art studies seriously but AUGH)
The others are still in the microwave so y’all get Glamrock Chica first!
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And some design exploration on the side!
Info on this lovely girl under the cut
Chica is a wandering Drake who comes and goes as she pleases through Hyde’s Crossing. Dragons (and monsters in general) like her are tolerated so long as they don’t cause trouble, which she doesn’t for the most part, but her tremendous metabolism (and in turn massive appetite) make her the scourge of farmers and cultivators near and far.
When she’s not being fended off with brooms and the odd pitchfork (Old Man Farkle is a Spicy One) along her foraging route cheekily close to people’s properties, she’s either hard at work maintaining her hoard in the form of a massive network of orchards and fruit/vegetable gardens spread all throughout her territory, or patrolling its edges to ensure no creature meaner or nastier than her tries to cause trouble for the people who rely on her orchards and in turn offer her edible goods of their own. It’s a symbiotic relationship, and she’s good on maintaining her end of the unspoken bargain as this side of the kingdom’s makeshift guard dragon.
Chica goes through a cycle every few years where she’ll sleep for a year straight. In order to build and maintain the fat stores needed to endure this cycle, she must keep eating. This is partially the reason for her choice of hoard (drakes like her are big eaters in general, each one having a favorite choice of yummy thing to snack on), partially because Hyde’s Crossing keeps falling on hard times and getting worse and worse each year. As long as you’re in need and she has food to offer, she’ll let you fill your basket ‘til you can scarcely carry it.
Out of the main cast, she’s the second largest (and the second physically strongest). Don’t think for a moment that there ain’t a wall of solid muscle beneath the squish and the fluff, girly gives an elephant a run for its money 💥💥💥 she’s also one of the more placid dergs you could run into while wandering Targum Forest.
Just give the bakers that live there a wide berth, they’ve invented a new delicacy and lent it to her to try and she seems prettyyy mad for the stuff 🍕
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chknbzkt · 9 months
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Painting of a Special Someone who has yet to make his official debut (or design for that matter LMAOOO), done as part of the weekly DCA artist magma hosted by @/venomous-qwille!
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