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(This, so far, is my least fave design of all of my Smaugust dragons. I think it started downhill with the head, as i was attempting to do the same thing i have done with some of the other dragons, where i just take their front view, and then stretch their jaws out forwards, so if you look at them from the front view, and erase their dragon accessories, you’ll get the same silhuette of their typical face shape. If you look at them profile view, you’ll see that they have a muzzle. In Romeo’s case, it DID NOT look good, but i was insistent on keeping his face shape closer to his typical shape... so... my stubbornness might have gotten the best of me here.)
Name: Romeo
Dragon specie type: Bee/Wasp Memory destroyer
Appearance mix: Bee/Wasp, Human, Butler
Specific appearance mix: As four arms on his human torso, he has a pair of mostly insectoid limbs on his waist line, and where his human legs would be, would be his “human” legs, but looks like it is made out of insectoid segments. (This is one of my favorite aspects of his design right now).
He has a bee/wasp abdomen, which, in the traditional picture of his dragon form, not really good in quality, but the design is there. It is a mix of a bee/wasp hive, and the typical bee/wasp.
He still has his chemical libraries, which are placed above his four wrists, (Two of which i didn't implement in fear it would cover/block his wings), and on top of the transition between abdomen and waistline.
Breath element: Well, I am sure that his spit could be that of whatever chemical compounds that he could turn make with his chemical libraries, but I don’t think he would be BREATHING it. That would be more like Swalot, which is the only one that I specifically designed to be absolutely intentionally disgusting. Romeo is too…. Professional and Butlerlike for that.
Other notes: He still has his memory modeling abilities, and he is my least liked design when it comes to his head/face. I aimed to make his head/face look similar to his human counterpart design, as I successfully did with several of my OTHER dragon designs, but this one, wasn’t quite what I was looking for.
I gave him the insect mandibles, I gave him four eyes, one more insect like, and the other resembling his more human ones, although I think they look more femanine than they should on his dragon face. His horns, which I do like, look more like ant/bee/wasp antenna.
He still has the tendency to turn people he really likes into grubs, grubs that eventually turn into other insect inspired dragons. Well, in THIS case, insectoid dragons, in his base form, it would be insectoid humans. If he does this process with someone he doesn’t like, it turns them into more royal honey, which is the substance that he surrounds said victim with to transform them into either. Once transformed and during the transformation, he stores the victim in one of the many hive cells in his abdomen, just like he would do in his boss form, which is shown in my big crossover project based off of the Resident Evil Franchise.
Explorer notes: He also has a tendency to accidentally give himself away, or at least signalize where he has been, or made his most recent home/territory.
He makes several bee hives, or wasp hives, depending on your view on what he is mostly based off of, and it is said that despite all of the rather large hive like structures he has made in several locations around the map, there is ONE singular MOTHER hive that is the size of a ginormous manor, hidden somewhere very protected, and isnt marked anywhere on any map.
Anyone who has went out in search for it, has never came back. Or at least as they were.
I am still wondering if my insect dragon companion could have been Markus, one of my fellow explorers and data gatherers who was sent by our boss to search for the manor.
Name: Gir and Farig
Dragon specie type: Dual Cursed Dragon
Appearance mix: The original Girafarig pokemon, the Human Gir and Farig, a double headed dragon.
Specific appearance mix: This dragon has two heads, but it also has two torsos. Unlike most double headed dragons, this dragon is built more like CatDog from the Nickelodeon show of the same name. Basically, they don’t have legs, but they do have arms
They used to have legs, but they are cursed to be joined together at the waistline, by something that resembles a single circlet of the RAF.
On one side of the dragon, is Gir, a female, horselike dragon with a rounded face, fluffier mane, rounder nose, horselike neck and the pale yellow and pink color scheme.
On the other side is Farig, a dark EVIL entity, masculine/male, stronger arms, sharper claws, sharper face, black/dark in color. His face has a more sharp shape, although it is somewhat built like a mix between his “human” face and a Bowser-esque muzzle.
Explorer’s notes
I have recently come into the territory of the dragon scientifically known as the Dual Cursed Dragon, and it was quite a sight to behold, even from behind my clever hiding spot of a camouflage suit and ghostly illusion spores.
Its hulking duality of what looks to be good and evil, light and dark, is very potent. One side being a female dragon with horselike proportions and a rounder face. Her colors are pale yellow, white, and pink. Her horns are deer antlers that look very soft to the touch.
Its other half is clearly dark, and evil in appearance. It is clearly that of a male, as the muscles in its arms, torso, and the rest of its body build gives off every evidence of its male gender. Its face is mostly built with sharper angles than the other, and its scales or skin is dark grey.
Its mane is very close to hair, and in a hairstyle that resembles that of an olden day royal, kind of like a flat mullet that isnt stereotyped with the nerds and chumps of modern day high school, but one of a more respective intellect or scholar.
His eyes are terrifying, and even when he simply glanced in my direction, I could feel his malice and evilness from where I stood. Sometimes I felt like he could sense my presence, but was just letting me think that he couldn’t see or detect me.
I didn’t risk making any noise in trying to escape, or test my assumption, allowing myself to think that at least that he was allowing me to take notes on his ginormous form.
One of the most interesting features of this dragon is that these two entities were not connected to a single torso or shoulder blade, but rather by their waistlines. Similar to that of a childish children’s show called CatDog, neither of them had legs.
Their waistlines were connected via what looked like a giant circlet of ancient metal with glowing blue runes carved into it. Often, at random angles, I could faintly see what looked to be glowing purple chain like bursts of energy pulse out and wrap around both dragons. This usually happened when the darker one tried to forcefully pull himself away from his other half, trying to separate himself from her.
It is clear that neither of these two get along very much, as it is clear that the dark one likes to mess and torment his other half, from villainously flirting with his female cohort, to which of course she doesn’t reciprocate, to mauling, to even using his extremely sharp claws on her like a scratching post. It took a lot in me to not intervene and try to protect the female dragon, even though it is obvious that I am unable to relieve the two of their curse.
It is also clear that the male dragon he is only doing the flirting part to mess with her, as it is obvious that there are only extremely rare individuals that the dark one loves, or likes on a minor level, other than himself.
One thing I have especially noticed is that the female has stumps as if she had once wings coming out from atop her shoulder blades. However, I can tell, that due to the shapes of the scars and the shapes of the claws on Farig’s talons, that Farig had torn them off of her himself.
I can only guess his reasonings, could range from jealousy of lacking wings himself, or the possible annoyance of being dragged underneath/behind her as she flew from place to place. Due to his evil and dark personality, I am guessing it is the former.
An interesting thing to note, is that when he/she/they interact with the other dragons that are known to be related to the human pokemon of (Human Pokemon AU dimension title), the other human pokemon dragons act as if they know Farig very well, and perhaps once they were subordinates to the dark dragon.
This suggests to me that the two dragons were not originally one entity, and that the dark one, whom I have often heard being addressed as Farig, once had a much bigger and much more intimidating form. A form that they feared much more than the one he is in now.
I have often observed Farig try to give orders to some of the other human pokemon, most often towards the Grotesque dragon known as Swalot, which 80 times out of 100, does he even at least ponder whether or not to listen.
Most of the requests, orders, or “commands” as Farig calls them, suggesting that he possibly was some kind of cult leader or something similar, or was the entity that they had worshipped, included things that Swalot already did/does on his own.
This suggests that Swalot is ignoring him not because of the contents OF the order itself, but he just doesn’t like it when Farig tries to be his boss and tell him WHEN to do it and who specifically to go after.
Farig’s temper tantrum and anger issues is very terrifying to say the least. I had to use that time to get away and escape, as I realized that if I had stayed longer, that the winds and the vibrations would have quickly dislodged the minor amount of ghost illusion spores that remined on my body from the hours of studying and observing that I had done of the two.
Breath element: Gir will breath pink fairy magic, and Farig will breathe that gross black stuff that his final boss form has in his insectoid abdomen. This stuff will still have the mutant making ability, or giving them the Gigantimax/Dynamax forms if they are dragons based off of a human Pokemon.
Other notes: They were originally two separate entities/species/dragons, but their origin story is the same exact as their “human pokemon” design, so I don’t think I need to rewrite it.
Name: “Fritz Gabriel”
Dragon specie type:
Appearance mix: Fritz Gabriel’s human form, dragon, and his creature form
Specific appearance mix: He has a very long body similar to that of a salamander, but has multiple round pudgy legs to that of a mud wallower. (Just a random dragon specie name that i came up with to... immerse this document with terms from this AU).
His rubbery lower body is covered with a disgusting slime that he leaves behind him on walls, and other things that he passes by.
Despite this disgustingness, and how bad it smells, if one tastes it, (I did only on accident, not an intentional thing, I tripped on a small pebble on the ground and faceplanted into a good sized glob), it tastes kind of like a strawberry compote, or something you’d put onto ice cream.
Do note, that despite the taste, this comes from a much less comfortable source than one would think, even worse so than just being slime covering a body that looks like a semi transparent salamander.
Although most of the time, his salamander body isnt see through, often when he is messing with victims and/or prey, his salamander body becomes semi transparent, and I can see what appears to be his inner organs from outside of his skin.
A lot of weird organs that seem to contain different and mysterious unknown chemicals are scattered around the inside of his/its body, and they lead to holes that are scattered around the outside film of his body.
At first, I thought this was… ‘breathing’ holes, or something similar to gills, but this was debunked to be something much more complex, and far worse than what I thought it was.
Its upper body is one of the most human looking dragons I have encountered, without being entirely human himself. He has the arms and hands of a human, although his chest has his ribs very visible, and they are oddly shaped for that of a typical human’s.
His belly is rather pudgy.
His head is a mix of what I would like to say a human, a plague doctor or bird, and a dragon. His nose is large and very pointy, and I could imagine it could be a very good weapon if he needed to headbutt or use it like a knife to defend or attack prey or victims.
He has large buck teeth that extends past his upper lip.
His hair is a dirty ginger color, and otherwise, is oddly overly human for a dragon that isnt fully just a human/other specie dragon.
Breathes: He doesn’t seem to breathe anything, but instead he makes up for it with the slime that coats his gummy textured salamander body.
Other notes: I discovered that the particular slime that I had accidentally ingested and the holes in the outer layer of his skin, as well as the mysterious organs that I see in his body, have something to do with each other.
In finding this out I kinda got a good seat of seeing what he often does with his victims.
He traps victims into similarly transparent cocoons that are thrown out of these holes, and he then goes into a semi-conscious state similar to that of hibernation, but much shorter.
During this process, the victim inside of these cocoons are turned into what look like, and apparently, according to the creature himself, taste like different kinds of dessert condiments, such as blueberry sauce, strawberry sauce, and other such things.
However, this isnt just random puddles of goo, the humans remain alive, and sentient, and conscious of their transformation and ending condition, as well as retain their humanoid shape.
I’ve had the short displeasure of having a slight embarrassing conversation with the creature as I was trying to escape the cave, I managed to cause some small landslides between him and I, without blocking my intended exit, and in doing so, managed to ask him some minor questions.
He seemed to be strangely compliant and happy to answer most of my questions, but the question that I normally ask when encountering such a sentient and intelligent individual/creature, seemed to even confuse the creature himself.
He said that even he doesn’t quite know exactly what his name is, but he said that the name that he uses, as well as his fellow dragons use when referring to him, is Fritz Gabriel.
Name: Old Man William
Dragon specie type: Old Terror
Appearance mix: A slight skeksis, Old Man William, a dragon, a spider.
Specific appearance mix: His head shape is somewhat shaped based loosely off of a skeksis, but mostly turned into an old dragon. His long white/grey hair has been turned into a thin long mane. He has holes in the horns/spikes underneath his chin. His body is thinning, thin for a dragon, and weak for a dragon in the physical department. His ribs are showing, and he clearly is jealous of others who are stronger than he is.
Explorer’s log:
His wings clearly aren’t strong enough for him to fly, as the joints are far too thin, and boney, lacking of muscles to be able to keep his body aloft, although sometimes I hear rumors and stories from others that they have seen him flying over a large area.
I find these rumors unlikely, due to my own observations of the dragon.
One of the oddest features that he has is a singular arm that has a hand that is very much the opposite of his thin, elderly, and intimidating feature, more like that of a bunny dragon, but a cartoon bunny dragon.
After the multiple days of observing him, I could not find a reason why he didn’t have one on his other side. The only theories that I have come up with are, that the arm was torn off during a battle in its younger years.
Sometimes, however, in its shadow, I think I see the shadow of what appears to be a second arm.
He is covered with plenty of scars, and his open ones leak some kind of black stuff that seem to somehow infect and allows the dragon to mind control others to do its bidding.
It has the powerful ability of mental suggestion and persuasiveness, and it clearly has the dragon simply known as Vanny, underneath its thumb.
I find it odd that it has a pair of spider limbs coming out of its waistline, as he doesn’t have any other spider/insect similarities. But I haven’t come up with the bravery, or stupidity, to walk up and ask.
I have observed the dragon trying to walk on its/his own, however, although he can shakily get up to its feet, I have seen it struggling and slow on its feet to walk places. No wonder it uses its powers of persuasion to have others do things for him.
If only its requests didn’t involve child kidnappings.
I still don’t know what he wants the kids for, and although I have never seen him EAT them, I never hear of any stories where the kids have been returned. ☹
Day two drawing of smaugust. Today is water dragon.
A nebulae dragon for day 4 of smaugust. Might return to finish day 3 but not sure.
Might do Jack Saint’s Smaugust prompt list sometimes this August! I’m not great at prompt lists but it’s always fun to try and make designs in a very short period of time. Also if anyone has a better picture for this without the lil thingy on top tell me!
SMAUGUST DAY 3: OPULENCE
This is my first day participating and also I think I went too hard on the design so I couldn’t shade it fully. I love her though! Might call her Pearlificent . She’s based off of chapels, the renaissance, medieval devils, owls, and pearls!
SMAUGUST DAY 4: MEDIEVAL
I already referenced medieval demons for my last design so I tried mixing it up a bit with this one! This little guy here is based off of various yokai, djinni, helmets, and manuscript harpies!
SMAUGUST DAY 6: ARTHROPOD + PRISM
Since I couldn’t finish the day 5 prompt I combined 5 and 6 together! I already draw a lot of arthropods so this was a nice change of pace! What it’s based off is to be added!
SMAUGUST DAY 7 (8...): DEITY
A photo-mashed painterly dragon from myth! This one's a little messy but I think it fits! I used pictures of tropical jungles and waterfalls, and the beak is made from a plant leaf!
I havent really done one of these before so idk how itll go, but
Smaugust day 1+2: Alien+Oceanic
The ship lurches, tosses. It groans, like the death cry of a great whale, before belly-flopping onto the ocean with and intensity to cause its ribs to crack. Seawater splashes in through the gunports, salty, the taste of a beckoning grave. Unlashed cargo rolls, barrels shattering open on cabin walls, their watered-down rum leaking through the fresh, splintered holes in the hull.
And in the middle of it, you, caught like a stray die in a game of Liar's Dice, tossed around in the dark, just waiting for the time you roll a single lonesome dot.
The ship rolled, caught by the waves again - only for it to be heaved into the air once more. You can bearly hear your fellow sailors above the way the ship yowls and complains. You reach for a hanging hammock, and hold on for dear life. Splinters spray across your back as something causes the far hull to cave in... and then you're briefly weightless, your feet leaving the ground, even a one-tonne bundle of spare sails by your side rising into the air...
This time when you crash into the ground, the deck shatters beneath your feet, and you barely manage to hold on to the hammock as it rips apart. Your feet run helplessly over the void, catching on a shattered rib of hull just before you lose your grip for good-
And something - something big, and cascading with water, and an eerie luminous green - slams through the deck from above, a wave of shattered planks and twisted iron grating carried with it. An unlashed cannon tumbles towards you, and you duck just in time, its barrel pulverising the wood you're holding onto - and then you're in the ocean-
You're in the ocean.
The dark, deep ocean.
And you're struck, suddenly, by its coldness. It's vastness. The unending blue and black in every direction you look, save the disappearing pale turquoise to one side and the yawning void on the other, and the two halves of your ship, your lifeboat, split into two like a child's toy and trailing bubbles and split masts...
It's calm down here. A deathly, incomprehensible calm, in the face of a calamity you've yet to fathom. There was no ship. No call to battle, no report of a storm, and yet...
And yet, a dark shadow slips its way over the depth. You see it, outlined in the flittering rays of a sun so distant it's almost a memory...
You turn, a slow sweeping motion... and stare up...
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I heard it's Smaugust and @pencilcat made this list of prompts, which reminded me that I have this fish dragon from a recent commission <3 Character is Keyser owned by Volp!
It's always cold down here, a clammy dampness that gets through your shirt and freezes your skin. Pushing through the thorns and dense, broad leaves of the brushes only serves to soak through your pants and sandalled feet.
Still, 'least you won't go thirsty here. If you feel confident enough to trust this water, that is. Who knows what's leaking out of this place? You can't quite identify what it used to be. If it was a power plant, then, that's some bad juju. Strip mall? Nah. You don't have that kinda luck... but even if it was, it's not like there'd be anything left at this point. A decade and a half is a long time for anything of value to be still sitting around, rusted and waterlogged or not.
Clang.
You freeze. Ripples spread out from around your feet, trembling the surface of a small lake that covers what used to be a floor. But the sound came from above - the mist-soaked heights are indistinct, crisscrossed by vines and wires, and-
There. Movement.
It's climbing down towards you, a fleshy pink against dull girders. Long, taloned claws click along old metal. You tighten your grip on your staff, the feathers and beads on the end tinkling as your hand shudders.
It stops and tilts its head. You wrap your other hand around the beads, and stare in horror as the creature turns its head.
It... doesn't have eyes. The pale bone of what remains of a skull, but no eyes. No wonder it doesn't seem to have seen you. But that means if you make any more noise...
Scrape, scrape... it stretches its claws out, bringing itself down to eye level. Its long, sinuous body ripples with firm muscles. As it stops, it hangs on with spread thighs. Not it, you can't help but think - she.
A long snout opens beneath that skull, breath not misting in the cold air - and a long, languid tongue unfurls from behind a hundred pointed teeth, tasting the wet scents of the long-lost building. Perhaps searching for you, its intruder...
You stare, steeling your nerves, trying not to tremble even a fraction, trying not to look at the ripples spreading out from your twitching feet.
And all the while, you can't help but stare in fear... and fascination.
What... is she?
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Another Smaugust post! Today, @pencilcat's prompts say Skull, and that reminded me of this piece I got to do back in 2022. This creature came to a friend of mine in a dream, and I'm a sucker for things like that. It was so fun to bring her to life in such a way <3
On stormy days and rain-soaked nights, where songs are sung, a maiden's plights, a little town of woe and fear, a sacrifice of one most dear.
They must appease the one above, they say, and tie the one they love to stake and stay her on the hill: For beast to find, do what he will.
When they returned in morning's light, the maiden was no more in sight. They sighed and sang a song most dire, the stake thrown on the fun'ral pyre
The town was right, the beast was cruel; over the land, he wished to rule. With iron tail and glinting teeth and icy winds he gave them grief.
Mere pleasure was the maiden's fate, his hunger she would never sate. An appetizer, she would be; the land would fade from history.
But she was not to be his vice. Her wisdom great, she rolled the dice, appealed did she with beast so fierce; her words, so pure, his heart did pierce.
She saw in him a fire so deep, and she knew that she could keep it locked away, and tempered dim; she could save the world from him.
Is he still the beast so cruel? Our maiden just a death-scared fool? Our questions, they will never quell, but this is what this tale will tell...
The maiden pure, the land's great bane; the world has ne'er seen both again. While up above, twixt skin and scale- ...My friend, that's for another tale.
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Yet anout Smaugust post! Today, @pencilcat's prompts say 'Long', and I couldn't choose any different from this piece from 2022. I really wanted to get the vibe of those classic pieces in new age shops of dragons and maidens, and I'm really pleased with how it came out in the end!