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vivigthefizzgig · 3 years ago

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Day 1: Kiss The Girl (with a twist)

#my art #the dark crystal #the dark crystal age of resistance #tdc #tdcaor #dark crystal #stonegrot #stonegrotweek #rian #deet #gurjin #gelfling #fanart

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feusus · 3 years ago

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Stonegrot Week Day 7 - The Future

Last year, I did some fluff for @stonegrotweek ... Now, time for sadness! We all know how things will end for our beloved Gelfling friends...

“Two attempts to save the Crystal. One too soon, a life lost in both.”

I always thought that if season two happens in a way or another, Rian would not witness someone he loves dying...again! It would be his turn to lose his life saving a loved one and of course, it would be for his precious Deet. In her vision, we can see Rian trying to restore the Crystal but it doesn’t work. Certainly because it’s not the Great Conjunction yet? In my theory, that attempt makes the Crystal save Deet from the Darkening consuming her, but Rian is very soon circled by the Skeksis and Deet can’t save him...

...Like what happens to Jen and Kira in the end of the movie. Their existence parallels Rian, Deet and the rest of the resistance. Jen is maybe a Stonegrot son, or Kira, but one thing is for sure: they are the hope that couldn’t exist without them, without their love for each other and for Thra. A love that ended up saving the Gelfling race.

#stonegrot week #stonegrotweek #day 7 #stonegrot #the dark crystal #age of resistance #tdc aor #gelflings #jim henson #dark crystal #my art #rian #deet

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rocky-fennek · 3 years ago

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@stonegrotweek Day Four: The Morning After

A smol Gelf bab appears!

#my art #the dark crystal #the dark crystal: age of resistance #stonegrotweek #stonegrot #day 4 #rian x deet #deet x rian #deet #rian #jen #gelfling #baby #birth #sleep

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stonegrotweek · 3 years ago

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It’s September 13th which means we are officially ONE WEEK AWAY from Stonegrot Week (Year 3!) and are anticipating everyone’s wonderful creations celebrating the beloved relationship between The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance’s Gelflings, Rian and Deet. Are you ready?

Check back here @stonegrotweek and the tags #Stonegrot Week on September 20th when the week begins.

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deckrich · 4 years ago

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Sweet lil dance, because everyone needs a break

#stonegrotweek #stonegrot #day3 #deet #rian #the dark crystal #age of resistance

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simplysparrow14 · 4 years ago

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A Moment To Spare.

For Stonegrot Week Year 2 --> Day 3: A stolen moment between Rian and Deet

The two met each other on the stairwell. Him dragging his feet against the stone;She heading her way up, hand splayed against the round stone wall to keep her upright. Both of them were dead to the world, their eyes blood-shot from lack of sleep. They had been up all night, both planning for an up-in-coming battle. Rian had been in the courtyard of Ha’rar, drill training young ambitious gelfling who were itching to teach the Skeksis a lesson. Meanwhile, Deet had been in the armoring, her hands working away at the many materials that were needed for the smoke bombs for the battle.

The two had worked until the dawn kissed the sky. Light leeched in through the small slit-window within the stairwell, the air dry and dusty.

The two met half-way, stopping just near each other.

“Deet,” Rian greeted, his eyes cast forward.

“Rian,” Deet answered back.

“How are you, love?” Asked the Stonewood warrior.

The Grotton stifled a yawn that was crawling up her throat. “I could be better,” She answered. “How about you?”

“What I wouldn't give to lay in our bed. And sleep in our own sheets; Maybe even spend a few ” Rian said softly, his thick Stonewood accent showing forth. He gave a grin, but it was forced, the corners of his mouth tight.

Deet didn't feel like giggling. Everything in her body was dumb and she wanted to be away from the dusty, cramp’d stairway. Rian could see that Deet wanted nothing to do with his joke. Sighing, he closed his eyes, placed a shoulder against the wall. Everything felt as if a weight was tied to his bones. Even in all his years of being a Skeksis guard did Rian ever felt this tired.

“Don’t worry, Love.: He whispered. “It’ll be over soon. I promise.”

Deet said nothing. All she did was nod.

Rian felt his heart drop. He wanted to do something. Suddenly, Rian took her hand from the wall and kissed her palm. Deet shivered at the touch of his lips against her skin. Inside her stomach, she felt the gentle rush of emotions awaken. Feeling her eyes sting and her throat tighten, she pressed her forehead to the wall. She tried to push it down, down deep into the darkest hole in her soul, but it was no use. She lets the tears fall, not bothering to wipe them away.

Rian said nothing. All he did was hold her hand his lips, peppering her skin with kisses, hoping to keep this stolen moment going as long as he could before they parted ways.

@thanatasia @jenskira @nurloxx @amethystgelfling @deetrian @lilac-city-skylines

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sweetiepie08 · 4 years ago

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Stonegrot Week Day 1

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Title: Shared Memories

Prompt: Rian and Deet dreamfast together for the first time

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“Is that you having a bath?” Deet giggled as they watched scenes from his childhood summers play before their eyes.

More of Rian’s memories flashed before them. He ran around Stone-in-the-Wood with friends, wooden swords in hand, playing soldier or pirates. He explored the Endless Forrest on his own little adventure, getting good and dirty along the way. He went camping with his father…

Unconsciously, he lowered his hand, breaking the dreamfast. He hadn’t meant to end it, but the dull ache in his heart demanded he stopped. He was not ready to see his father’s face, not yet, not if he didn’t need to.

Deet blinked her way back to the present. “What’s wrong?” she asked in that gentle way of hers that made him feel warm and safe.

“It’s my father,” he answered without hesitation. There was no need with Deet. He could trust her completely. Her mere presence comforted him, like a childling who truly believed their favorite blanket could keep the monsters away.

“You miss him,” she said softly, but matter-of-fact.

“I thought I was ready, but when I see him, all I can think about it the way he… That night… when the gobbles…” Rian dropped his face in his hands. The words were still too painful to say.

“Can I show you something?” Deet asked, her voice attracting him like a light in the dark.

He nodded and she took his hand. They entered the dream space once again. Before him, he saw a tiny Deet, flipping her wings in and out and giving them a lively flutter. Behind her, two adult gelfling, who he assumed were her fathers, dove to catch things she knocked off shelves as she played with her newly-discovered wings.

“When my wings came in,” she explained, “I loved testing them out and fluttering them, but I was afraid to fly. My fathers asked friend, family, and even Maudra Argot to teach me, but I wouldn’t go with any of them.”

He saw childling Deet cling to the legs of her fathers while a female gelfing tried to coax her to the edge of a cliff. Her fathers spoke soft, encouraging words to her and the lady promised she wouldn’t let Deet fall, but it was useless. The closer the lady came, the harder Deet clung to her fathers.

“I only wanted my fathers to teach me,” she went on. “Even though I knew they didn’t have wings, some part of me didn’t understand why they couldn’t. They were my fathers. I thought they could do anything.

“They tried everything they could think of to encourage me. I still have a whole collection of charms Papa Mitjan carved for me. They promised me that if I wore them while I was flying, it would be like they were right there with me.”

He saw little Deet accepting a heart-shaped pendant from one of her fathers. She thanked him, but from her crinkled face, he could tell she was unimpressed.

“You didn’t believe them?” Rian asked.

Deet laughed. “No, I knew a bit of wood wasn’t the same as having them with me. I’m not sure what finally pushed me to fly, but one day, during a lesson with my Aunt Cassidy, I did it.”

Finally, the vision showed him Deet taking to the air for the first time. She smiled and laughed as the wind rushed though her hair and the beat of her wings kept her aloft. Her fathers stood below, beaming up at her.

“I took off all by myself. I flew as high as I dared. And when I looked down, I saw them cheering me on. They looked so proud and I felt amazing.”

She drew her hand away and the vision dissolved. He saw her face, sweet and earnest. “Even though I knew my fathers couldn’t be with me, I knew they were rooting for me. They told me over and over that day how proud they were of me flying on my own, but they didn’t need to. I already knew, I could feel it, just like I know they’re proud of me now.” She reached below her collar and revealed she was wearing the very same heart-shaped pendant her father carved for her years ago. “And I think, that might be true for your father as well.”

Rian’s hand wandered to the hilt of his sword. That was a gift from his father as well. Not this sword in particular, he lost his own to the gobbles as well, but his skills, his courage, his drive to fight for what’s right; his father taught him all those things and more. “I think you’re right, Deet.” He offered her a smile. “How do you always know what to say?”

“I don’t really.” She blushed as turned away slightly. “I just think, ‘what would I want someone to say to me?’”

“Yes well,” he inched in closer to her, his hand brushing up against hers, “it turns out that’s just what I needed to hear.”

#stonegrot #stonegrot week #day 1 #stonegrotweek #deet #Rian #stonegrot fanfic #the dark crytsal: age of resistance

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thanatasia · 5 years ago

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Stonegrot week day 4: Parenting

"Our sweet little nurloc..." -Deet

"You're destined for greatness, our little Jen" -Rian

I want to believe that these two are Jen's parents and it would be so perfect if they were!... and sad. He looks VERY similar to Rian, and I believe Jen has some streaks of white/ash blonde(?) In his hair (perhaps I look into things too much now lol). In an alternate reality for Thra where they hypothetically won the Garthim wars, Rian and Deet would be such adorable parents!

I can only produce defined sketches, which makes me sad... I'll try to have the past 2 days added. Commission work and life gets in the way of things lol

I hope you all like my contribution to Stonegrot week!