Most days Mama Deet cooks because she’s best at it, but Daddy makes nice snacks! Sometimes Papa Gurjin makes dinner too, but he likes to make Drenchen food and that’s kinda hard to find ingredients for here in the Valley, so he just mostly helps.
Ok I’ve seen netflix’s show “The dark crystal: Age of resistance” 3 times by now (on way for the 4th watch), watched the 1982 movie 2 times in less than a month, being part of the fandom for two weeks and this my impression on it
Rian needs a break
Brea ain’t princess, she sass queen
Deet is a sweet cave baby and must be protected at all cost💖
Ready to die for Hup, the spoon wielding Paladin Poddling
Gurjin is the bold himbo drenchen daddy and we are all thristy for his hugs
Rek'yr is the hornyball himbo dousan daddy
Kylan’s broth can cure depression
Seladon, love her or hate her, there’s no inbetween
Aughra is the ultimate “too old and too tired for this shit” walking mood
Stonegrot 4evah!💙💚
Skeksis are hot (Dont. Ask.) (also most of the fandom's opinion, NOT mine)
Dark Crytal/Age of Resistance Human/High School AU
HEAR ME OUT
Thorn Hill Ridge Academy (THRA)
PTA moms:
Mayrin Vapra (PTA head, connections to the School Board)
Fara Stonewood
Argot Grot (Deet’s grandma)
Laesid Drenchen (a doctor)
Mera Spriton (Kylan’s aunt)
Seethi Dousan
Ethri Sifa (teen mom who thinks she needs to go to these meetings as she’s a parent now)
Ordon is a cop doing a teen outreach program or a school security guard, haven’t decided which
The kids:
The Vapra Sisters:
Seladon- Prep, senior, class president, debate team, preparing to be valedictorian, secretly enjoys metal
Tavra- Prep/jock, junior, on several sports teams, skater by day but still gets top grades, has a secret girlfriend, hangs out with different kids at school than her home life suggests
Brea- Prep/nerd, freshman, excited to be at school and spend her time reading books her reading level, makes friends with the librarian.
Ordon’s Son:
Rian- Oldest of three. Jock. Junior. On several sports teams. Expected to go into army after and then be a cop like his father. Would rather just make out with people and go to college. Goes out with Mira when she’s not going out with Gurjin. Best friend is Gurjin. They are NOT gay, they only kissed two times and he’s only touched his dick once! They’re just really close friends man! Probably the best friends in the whole world, man! It’s not wrong to love your best friend!
Mira- Jock. Junior. On several sports teams. Slacks at school but it’s fine cause she’s going to join the army anyway. Family has higher expectations of her. Can’t decide if she should go out with Rian or Gurjin and the social drama she brings so she can date both (but never at the same time that would be, like, mean) is legendary.
The Drenchen Siblings:
Naia- Junior. Jock. On the swim team. Parents want her to go to medical school, twin sister to Gurjin. Best friends since elementary with Kylan.
Gurjin- Junior. Jock. On all the sports teams as Rian. Parents want him to attend police academy after graduation and he is considering it but he might want to go to college too. Goes out with Mira when Rian isn’t. Best bros with Rian and bro it’s not gay to cherish your best friend and think he’s hot and kiss him when you’re alone right? They’re just bros.
Two younger sisters in middle school.
The Sifa Family is a large family with lots of cousins and second cousins and siblings. They include:
Onica- Junior. Tavra’s secret girlfriend. Skater. Sometimes stoner. Likes to read tarot cards and palms. Witch-core af.
Tae- Junior. Jock. Onica’s best friend. On same sports teams as Tavra. Believes in Onica’s prophecies.
Ethri- Senior. Had a baby with Staya and now she’s a parent? Which is why she’s too busy for school work so why don’t teachers understand that? And isn’t the PTA supposed to be like, so Parents and Teachers can talk to each other? Not like, these weird conversations with these judgy moms?
Staya- Unrelated but Ethri’s baby daddy. 18 year old drop out who has a van.
Freshly transferred to the school is:
Deet- Sophmore. Homeschooled/”Unschooled” by her two dads on a farm on edge of town until recently. Very bright so it wasn’t just her Grandma being a teacher and on the PTA that got her in. Would love to make some new friends because she really likes talking to people, but doesn’t get why everyone needs to split up into cliques and be so mean to one another. Makes friends with the janitor.
There is also:
Kylan: Junior. Band geek. Naia’s best friend since elementary school. Really into comic books and drawing potential covers for his potential folk metal band’s first album, that is if he can gather enough people who know what folk metal is first.
Amri: Junior. Not trying to be in any clique. Deet’s cousin. Wants to be a doctor like Naia but a homeopathic one and because of this they butt heads in science class a lot.
Staff
Principal: Aughra
At least one of the teachers is: Argot
Teachers: Mystics (Mr. Su, Mr. Sol Mr. Swim Coach San, Archery Coach Va, etc.)
The janitor: Hup
School Board Committee:
The Skeksis: Seemingly ancient and wealthy patrons of the school but are *record scratch* still aliens. Still sucking the souls out of teens. One day Rian is skipping practice to makeout with MIra but she’s not there to meet him at their usual spot and when he sees her going somewhere else he follows her to the detention room, which is fair enough, she probably just didn’t have the chance to tell him she had detention, until he peeks through the window (you know the sort with criss cross over the glass) and sees the members of the board sucking out Mira’s soul. Now it’s up to Rian to convince his fellow students and their parents to what the board is up to. But with everyone separated into different cliques and family ties, how will they ever unite to save themselves and their school?
The Garthim: Security guards approved by the board to quell the rumors that are spreading around the school. Actually robots.
Years later:
Jen is a teenager living on the edge of a big empty town. One day he finds out his math tutor being put into an ambulance and on his dying breath tells Jen to go to Aughra and get the key to the old abandoned high school to save the world. Aughra gives him the key and Jen goes poking around the abandoned high school.
There he meets Kira, a girl his age, and her dog, Fizzgizz who explore the building with him. Together they escape the clutches of the barely hanging in there school board and their still operating robot security guards. The key Aughra gave Jen was also the key to the spaceship that is also the central campus building. The remaining Mystic teachers and their school board counterparts fuse and thank Jen and Kira for helping them and then activate their spaceship home. Jen and Kira run out of the campus and watch the school blast off into space from the overgrown football field.
Rian wriggled underneath his childhood bed and grabbed his hunting bag. He checked it over grabbing the herbs and other things he needed restocked when they came to the castle. He peeked in on the girls to see them packing as well and he was pretty cute he’d after go through them before they left but first he needed someone to be a guard.
Rian was well aware that compared to the guards here he was a one gelfling army, but even he couldn’t be everywhere at once protecting Brea and Deet. He walked silently through the barracks staring at each sleeping gelfling. If she was still alive he would have chosen Mira, but there was the next best thing. He stopped at the foot of a bed. It was a Drenchen gelfling named Gurjin that had been friends with him and Mira. They were not particularly close but Rian had no one else to turn to.
He poked him like Mira had asked him to do to her if he had needed something past lights out. Apparently standing menacingly over someone to wake them was not something normal to most people, Rian had been quite surprised as his father had woken him like that for years. There were a few groans until the swamp dealer finally opened his eyes to blink at him in the dark.
Gurjin jumped back slightly before whispering, “Thra don’t do that. You look like a monster with that mask. Going to give me a heart attack someday.” He sat up and rubbed his face. “What time is it,” he asked and moved to look at the window when Rian grabbed his arm. “Mira was murdered,” he said expectantly. Gurjin turned to look at him in shock. “She was what,” he hissed, “how do you know?!” Rian looked confused. “Didn’t I do that dream thing when I touched you?”
Gurjin shook his head and let out a startled chuckle. “Doesn’t work like that kiddo,” he said, “gimme your hand. Gauntlet off please I don’t want shredded fingers.” Rian took it off to press his fingers to Gurjin’s. There was a spark of something and Rian was dragged back into the memory of Mira’s death and what his family had done…..what he had done. Gurjin pulled away and Rian pulled his hand in close.
“So they murdered her,” he said sounding defeated, “and they ate her and forced you to eat her to didn’t they?” Rian looked away from him. “I have seen my family do terrible things,” he admitted, “but never to someone I called a friend. We need to know about the gelfling they plan to drain.” Gurjin nods then Rian stiffens as he’s suddenly wrapped in a very different hug than he’s received from the girls. “What are you doing,” Rian said muffled by Gurjin’s tight hug.
It was warm and felt like he was being smothered but in a good way. Like when he was small and hid in his father’s cloak so he could ambush people. “I’m giving you a bro hug,” Gurjin said into his hair, “why? Do you want me to stop?” Rian shook his head. He didn’t hate it. He felt his arms go up to return the hug rather awkwardly making Gurjin let out a quiet sobbing laugh before he pulled away. He wiped his face. “Alright get your stuff,” he said, “I’ll take the three of you to Ha’ra.”
Rian nodded and hurried to go check Deet and Brea’s bags for unneeded contents. After taking out Brea’s veritable mountain of books and more than half of Deet’s pets, Rian led them to the carriage house where Gurjin was waiting. “We will have to walk,” he says, “if we take landstriders everyone will be alerted you’ve left that much faster.”
Rian muffled the Brea’s protest by yanking her cloak over her face. “Let’s go,” he hissed causing Gurjin to laugh a little. They set out into the night air. Deet had never been outside the castle. It was so beautiful out here. She stared in fascination at every little thing they passed. Deet recognized some things from when Rain would bring her plants from hunts. When they sat for a moment to rest as dawn came she wandered off. By the time she noticed she had wandered rather far away, it was too late as an anthrim tried to pounce on her.
She screamed. “Oh no don’t eat me,” she said stumbling back, “daddy would be very cross with you and I’m sure we could be friends.” There was a shout of podling language and Deet whirled to see a podling standing on a rock brandishing a spoon in one hand an a vine in the other. “Oh oh be careful,” she shouted as it swung itself toward the anthrim with a battle cry. Sadly, it spat a goo at him binding him to the vine. She reacted to his swing back towards her by shoving him towards him causing him to knock heads rather harshly with it.
“Oh Thra I’m so sorry,” she said waving her hands about in apology only to be interrupted. “No again,” the podling shouted and she launches him one more time knocking it flat but also launching himself far off into a rock. She ran over to him and caught a glimpse of Rian bursting from a tree Gurjin hanging on for dear life as he drops on the Spitter in a whirl of claws. Gurjin inches away from the spitter he feels kinda sorry for as Rian pulls the things legs off as Brea cheers him on.
“You alright Deet,” he asks checking her over. “Oh yes,” she says sounding breathless, “my new friend helped me.” She pulls the podling to his feet and pulls the goo away from him. “Hup,” he says pointing to himself. “Is that your name,” Deet asked. The podling nods letting out a string in podling. “I am Deet,” she says pointing to herself, “this is Gurjin, my sister Brea, and our well….our Rian.” Rian looks over at his name being called as he holds the spitter’s struggling face in his hands.
“We are headed to Ha’ra,” she says ignoring the crunching sound behind her and Gurjin’s rather horrified stare, “what about you?” Hup brandishes his spoon proudly in a string of language. “You a paladin,” Gurjin says rather incredulously. Deet elbows him in the stomach rather harshly. “I think it’s wonderful,” she says making Hup puff up, “why don’t you travel with us? Safety in numbers.” Hup eagerly agrees as they start back on their journey. “I hope it rains as we walk,” Gurjin mumbles, “I don’t think they’d be very welcoming to someone who looks like they bathed in Spitter blood.”
Rian looked back with an annoyed look and Gurjin laughed and reached out to ruffle his hair. Rian accepted it begrudgingly. Gurjin was fun and hadn’t gotten indignant when Rian did most of the work or demand he bathe. He was kind and attentive to both him and the girls. He wondered if this was what it was like for the girls when he took care of them. It was nice to have someone be there besides father. However, Gurjin seemed to have brought them bad luck as it did start to rain rather hard on them.
Hup their new companion brought them to a podling tavern. Everyone was drinking rather merrily and Gurjin kept taking his mug. “I know for a fact you all are too young,” he would say drinking his own, “your parents would murder me if I let you drink.” Rian poured causing another bout of laughter. Deet and Brea danced with Hup and the other podlings. Rian was left mostly alone at the bar with Gurjin. “Found you,” said a voice and Gurjin almost spit his ale in the face of the captain of the castle guard Ordon.
KovJin smut because i am unhinged and girlbossing my way though my final year of uni and this is my coping mechanism
18+ content! like pure filth :) enjoy! i'll tag the content so if thats not your thing pls just scroll away. im not throwing hands today
Canon x OC content, following a Modern AU
Kovina sighs as she casts her phone aside. It lands on the nightstand with a dull thud and the room is dark again, the hazy glow from the streetlights cast along the wall are the only source of illumination this late at night.
She hates the weekends.
Gurjin works late on the weekends and although she’s glad he’s working amongst friends, she hates eating dinner alone and bitching about whatever trash reality show she’s decided on for the night alone and she hates showering alone and she hates making cocktails alone. She hates getting changed into one of his oversized tees alone and most of all, she absolutely hates sleeping alone.
She turns onto her side with a huff, closing her eyes in a feeble attempt to fall asleep. Even the pillows smell like him and she’s a strange combination of sad and furious. Not furious at him, of course, furious that his shifts are so late and take him away from her so late at night.
She sighs deeply, his scent still lingering when she inhales again. She’s frustrated now, the anger ebbing away as arousal slowly claws its way up her skin; the longer she lets her mind focus on the remnants of his presence the deeper the ache in her abdomen grows.
Kovina lets out a shaky breath as she kicks away the blanket with her feet, letting it fall just below her bent knees. Gurjin’s shirt sits comfortably at her ribcage, deep green fabric covers her hardened nipples but leaves her bare from the waist down. One skilled hand grazes across her clothed nipple, spreading her palm flat as she drags it slowly across the bud. It provides a teasing amount of friction, just enough for her to bite her bottom lip between her teeth for a moment. Her other hand has already begun it’s descent along the length of her abdomen and when it finally reaches its destination, the moan that slips past her lips is nothing short of needy.
Her sapphire eyes flutter closed, her back arching into her own hand as she uses her fingertips to rub slow circles across her clit. She follows a steady rhythm for a short while before picking up her pace ever so slightly, the circles becoming tighter.
“…am I interrupting something?” A deep voice asks from the other side of the room.
Kovina pauses, lifting her hand away and opening her eyes. Gurjin stands in the doorway, leaning against it casually, his expression something of amusement.
Kovina sits up hastily, pulling the shirt back down over her thighs.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you come home.” She stutters, embarrassed and frustrated. Gurjin tilts his head at her before stepping into the room, finally. He kicks off his shoes before quite promptly kneeling onto the bed at Kovina’s feet, leaning forward so he can hook his hands underneath her thighs and pull her down the bed towards him.
Kovina lets out a small noise of surprise as he settles between her thighs, his lips already placing gentle kisses at the junction of her knee and her thigh. One of his large hands reaches up, pushing his shirt up her body again. Kovina assists eagerly, pulling it up and over her head. She tosses it onto the floor, her eyes locked onto him as his kisses trail lower and lower down her plush thigh.
Gurjin glances up at her once, holding her gaze before he averts his gaze to press a kiss to her clit. Kovina melts immediately, leaning into his touch as a breathless sigh falls from her lips. The first brush of his skilful tongue threatens to undo her right then and she has to take a moment to mentally right herself. He wastes no time, immediately developing a rhythm that has Kovina seeing stars. Her back arches against him, her hips grinding against his tongue as she gets closer and closer to her climax.
“Did you miss me, then?” Gurjin asks between strokes of his tongue, his gaze travelling up her body to admire the mess he’s made of her. Her head is thrown back against the pillows, one hand gently fondling one of her breasts as the other rests gently atop his head.
“I always miss you.” She gasps when he briefly suctions his lips around her clit and sucks ever so slightly. He quickly resumes his rhythm of dizzying tongue strokes.
“Show me how much you missed me, baby. Let me see.” He tells her. It’s a command, she knows it is, but he asks in the firmest, yet sweetest way and Kovina can’t help but cum against his mouth with the next brush of his tongue. Her thighs shake in his gentle grip as she rides out her orgasm, but Gurjin doesn’t stop yet. He offers a few more strokes of his tongue, savouring her taste a little longer before pulling away when she finally stops shaking.
Gurjin crawls up and over her, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as his hips press into hers. She moans when she tastes herself on his lips, breaking the kiss to gasp when he rolls his hips against her and she feels how hard he is beneath his sweatpants.
Kovina manages to turn their position over in between desperate kisses and she shuffles down his body to rest between his knees, her fingers reaching underneath the waistband of his pants to pull them down. Gurjin complies immediately, raising his hips and quickly pulling them off. They join the shirt discarded on the floor where they’ll likely stay for the night.
Kovina wastes no time, taking his cock in her hand and strokes a few times. He is hard and heavy, the tip glistening with arousal already. She drags her tongue along his length, swirling around the tip before taking him in her mouth shallowly at first. Gurjin groans in response, a hand finding its way to her platinum locks, grabbing a fistful as she continues to take him inch by inch.
Soon enough, she’s taking him in her mouth at a rapid pace, the taste of his cum coating her tongue. Gurjin moans beneath her, the hand tangled in her hair following her rhythm as he starts to approach his own climax. He pulls her away before he can cum, watching as she parts her swollen lips in confusion. Kovina gazes up at him through half-lidded eyes, waiting for his next instruction.
Gurjin pulls her up towards him, assaulting her lips once more as he rolls her onto her back, his large frame looming over her smaller one. Kovina complies eagerly, her knees bending and her thighs parting to accommodate his hips. Gurjin smirks and chuckles lightly when he feels her legs wrap themselves around his waist. He nudges his hips forward and presses into her wet entrance, slowly edging inch by inch.
He bottoms out eventually, letting out a ragged gasp when he’s fully sheathed inside of her. She feels so soft and warm and so unbelievably wet for him. He’s not going to last long, he can already feel his orgasm building again, but Kovina isn’t going to last long either based on the way she mewls beneath him when he offers a small thrust. He picks up a pace that immediately has Kovina crying out for him, her nails digging into the sculpted muscles of his back.
“Are you going to cum for me, baby? Do you want me to make you cum again?” Gurjin asks her breathlessly, his lips hovering just above her ear. Kovina nods eagerly, unable to form a response, merely offering a nearly incoherent chorus of “yes,” and “please.”
Gurjin’s hips snap against hers with added force and she cries out, reaching her second peak. Gurjin groans as he feels her tighten around him, threatening to send him spiralling immediately after her. He holds off for a few more thrusts, shuddering when her hands find their way to his braids, the way she pulls on them sending waves of pleasure through his veins.
“That’s it, you’re so good for me,” He praises her between moans, “you’re going to make me cum, babe.”
Kovina practically begs him for it, for him to finish inside her and that’s all it takes for Gurjin to reach his orgasm and he spills inside her with a deep moan, his face buried in the crook of her neck as he comes down from his peak. Their combined panting is the only sound that fills the room for a few moments, before Kovina sighs with relief.
“I should work later more often.” Gurjin muses, flashing her a grin before finally shifting above her to collapse onto his side of the bed with a tired sigh.
Kovina snaps out of her haze to glare at him for a second.
“You absolutely should not.”
“I absolutely should. You never beg me like that. You never beg.” Gurjin teases, pulling Kovina into an embrace as he pulls the blanket over them both
“… I missed you.” Kovina admits finally, burying her face in his chest to hide her embarrassment.
Gurjin cracks a smile before pressing a kiss to her forehead, brushing away a few stray hairs, “I missed you too, love.”
rewatching AoR and Gurjin is so sweet in episode 2. He doesn’t try to demonise Rian, he lets him speak, lets him dreamfast, then pledges his loyalty to him no matter what.