#tdc kylan

[mysteriousbogbody]

Really bad doodles…

[randominktm]

That one scene in episode 4

BRO HOW I HAVE MISSED DRAWING GELFING WHY DID I EVER STOP

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The Bellbird Firca

I was highly inspired by J.M. Lee's Song of the Dark Crystal, which I loved a lot. Kylan is the best boy :) I tried to make this nice and balanced, but not too symmetrical to keep the flow and shapes interesting.

[n0seblood]

sweet boy Kylan 🩷 this is how I imagine him in the dark crystal books!

[oliverello]

I felt like using colors today- and I never got to finish Kylan 😓😓😓 bottom of the first picture is basically the third book- at least where I am rn

[dousangelf]

Ok so if there are any Epic the musical fans out there in the tdc fandom…

Every single time I hear the first minute of “Open arms” the tdc brain rot consumes me and I imagine Kylan as Polities singing to Rian trying to cheer him up mid rebellion 😭😭

Concept sketch :) I rlly wanted to draw Kylan

[pockettron3000]

he’s like a starving victorian child and i love him

[talkin-tdc]

Gelfling come to earth AU

AU where the gelfling are transported to earth and find humans who want to protect them.

-I see Rian and Ordon ending up with a young pompous lawyer (think edgeworth from ace attorney) who only lets them live with him since he knows he wouldn’t want to be left stranded in an alien planet without help but hates them at first. He thinks Rian is reckless and that Ordon adapted poorly to change, but after getting to know them he grew more fond of them and enjoyed the excitement he otherwise wouldn’t experience since he lived alone.

-Mayrin and Seladon were found by a hippie artist (think the van from cars kinda hippie) living off of her parents wealth. She actually loved dark crystal and were worried the government would do something bad to them, so took them in. She teaches Mayrin and Seladon to mellow out a bit and have a stronger bond as she can relate to having a bad bond with parents (her parents gave her things and pressure not affection). In turn, she’s inspired by Mayrin and Seladon to take control of her life and become independent of her parents money by opening up her own art shop.

-Tavra and Brea are found by a local farmer family (best comparison would be apple family from my little pony) and they start getting to work around the farm to earn their keep and after getting to know them, the farmers offer them a place to stay. They learn about farm life and the family learns about Thra as well as how to be more organized as the farm was doing bad for a few seasons due to poor management. Brea and Tavera learn about earth, and Brea in particular is intrigued with their political sphere and how different it is from Thra.

-Naia and Kylan are found by a struggling actor (any male actor you like will do but I prefer thinking of it like a young Daveed Diggs) . He works at a local coffee shop and lives upstairs barely being able to pay the rent and food (don’t ask about his student loans…). From them, he learns to be more persistent and still follow his passion. Naia learns to forgive herself from her past mistakes and that they don’t define her (she messed up a spell that was supposed to be her coronation into being Maudra so feels guilty like actor does for his loans and not being able to pay). Eventually, Kylan teaches the actor some gelfling songs and actor decides to put it online.

-Well the song gets massively popular because of its sound, it resonating with people, and no one being able to translate the lyrics. Actor guy gets super famous from it and goes on a few talk shows and does interviews etc.

-It’s playing in the background of the news one morning as lawyer and Ordon/Rian are getting ready and listen to the song and Rian’s like “Hey! That’s gelfling!! HE’S SINGING GELFLING!!!” Lawyer begins to look for other interviews of actor and realizes that his answers to “What gave you inspiration to write this warm, cozy song?” always change and he gets fidgety or looks away from the camera.

-Seladon and Mayrin hear it on the radio which was playing internet hits at the time, and tell hippie, thinking it could be Tavra or Brea. Hippie (though hating technology) agrees to take them to the local library to look it up.

-Farm family gets the local paper (which Brea reads every morning to improve her human reading comprehension!) and discovers the gelfling as well. The oldest daughter takes Brea and Tavra to the library to find out more since the farm is remote.

-Happens to be same library hippie girl is at with her gelfling and Brea, Tavra, Seladon, and Mayrin reunite. Hippie and farm girl help look up actor and see that in interviews he mentioned auditioning for a theater a few states away from them so they set off to find him in case he knows how to get the gelfling home.

-Lawyer sees the actor as suspicious and looks him up, finding the theater the girls did and taking Rian and Ordon there, all hoping to find a way to bring them home.

-The three get to the theater where actor is rehearsing and try to figure out why the other is there. Lawyer notices their strangely large tote bag and they notices his heavy/unzipped backpack he used to carry around Ordon/Rian if they wanted to go out. They realize pretty quickly they’re there for the same reason and decide to jump the actor. After actor gets out of rehearsal, they confront him and he admits to knowing Naia and Kylan. They ask to see the other gelfling first but actor is too nervous for that. So, actor takes them all to the coffee shop he works at and takes the gelfling upstairs to find naia and Kylan.

-Naia is ashamed she got them into the mess but the gelfling assure her some good’s come out of it and they’ll return home. Mayrin helps naia redo the Maudra spell and they create a portal to go home. They don’t know if they’ll remember the human world, or what all happened, but they have a tearful good bye to their humans and leave.

-Back on Thra, they reunite with loved ones and don’t quite remember all that happened, but seem to be more stable after the disappearance. They return to their normal lives and all is well (of course until the canon AoR takes over 😉 ).

-Alternate part 2 would be after Gelfling leave humans get together one a year to commemorate their friends going home until one decides to look up what Gelfling and the dark crystal actually is. They see the draining, lose their minds, but luckily caught the Maudra spell via actor recording it on an old camera. They do the spell and go help their friends, but when they go to Thra, they forget about anything to do with the Gelfling being on earth and only recall their lives before meeting the Gelfling. Can they save their friends from the claws of the Skeksis or shall they become essence as well?

[oz-the-sorcerer]

HEY YOU!!! 👋

Before you go on with your journey, take your pocket-sized companion with you!!

And WHY exactly you need him, you ask??

•He will give you random fun-facts that will be helpful later.

•He will tell you if you may or may not die (he needs to check with his book first, he's not sure) from eating something off the ground.

•He will play his lil firca.

•He will be by your side no matter what happens.

TAKE HIM.

[tdc-incorrect-quotes]

Gurjin: I have a plan. Kylan: I have the hospital and Naia on speed dial.

[domibomz]

I must ask the forbidden question.

Does Rian ever get to be happy... And can I give him a cookie. If they eat those.🪻

He does! In his good end he gets a big family of friends that care a lot about him and help him unlearn a lot of BAD behaviors from Mal. Speaking of Mal...

He would really appreciate that cookie

[introverted-ghost]

What are some of your names you have picked up from characters? :3

Good question. Let’s see if I can remember them all

Kylan

Rian

Floyd

Archer

Félix, this one doesn’t really count because I didn’t name myself after the character but I only started going by it after I watched this show so idk

[randominktm]

very quick outlines of the major gelfs + lore because I wanted all their heights and designs next to eachother, here are some closeups because this is a looooong file lol

I will probably redo Rian and Gurjins color pallete later idk tho

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Kylan to brighten up your day ☀️

Ngl he turned out so cute I'm not sure can I ever top this ; v ;

[punk-calf-art]

Souper duper

[strywoven]

@crystalcracked has requested a story : ❛  please just let me help you.  ❜ // slides some love from Ky to Dyn perhaps?

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

Communing with Thra is regarded as a SACRED THING .  However , any Dustling worth his salt in sense will tell you being born a Foreteller is less a gift , more a c u r s e .  Unlike the esteemed sages of the tribe , Foretellers can hold conference with the world in an unknowable , terrifying way , always seen as holding one paw fixed in the moment and the other thrust beyond the veil as if to seize hold of the knowledge that awaits ( it is fear , you may say , which sullies their reputation so ; what one does not understand they discredit merely out of being afraid ) .

This c o n f e r e n c e happens suddenly – typically – with little time to prepare.  It comes like an assault , leaving the animal transfixed and spellbound , FORCED to endure the message.  No matter the scant couple of times Dyn’lo himself has experienced his own visions , at the expense of a ‘ gift ’ he did not care to receive , he never became accustomed to the sensation of it.  And tonight , he falls VICTIM to it again ; helpless as ever to its possessive paralysis , with little choice but to listen and see and UNDERSTAND all that Thra intends to tell him ( though he prays she comes with good news , he hopes she means to leave him in good spirits ) .  He’s only just enough time to cast open the window , to let in the late-hour light of the roaming Sisters ‘fore it takes hold entirely and – in barely a moment – his eyes have gone pale , a g l o w and staring far , far off while claws grip tightly to the windowsill , his mind already gone and AT THE MERCY of the unseen misers.

Reality is STILL & QUIET ; nothing in the room moves in the moonlight save for the occasional prickle of static humming from Dyn’lo’s pelt.  Internally , he becomes o n e with all that is and all that must be ; he becomes a melody in the eternal , though ruptured / wounded heart-song of the world , sent hurtling like an abandoned star into another place , another time ( at least , at first ) .  From the rush , rouses a meager c l a r i t y ( he is home , but not home at all ) , then suddenly : one scene , followed swiftly by another and another and another , each of them in rapid succession , all the information swelling and compounding so fully it takes all the Dustling has to follow what he’s being told.  But he understands enough of it – from how he is shown the day Xehan’ra is pronounced dead , to the moment when the last kit sleeps and does not wake , to the way the smoke from the funerary pyres have hung like a warning smog ‘round the homestead – his tribe is DYING , his people are LOSING FAITH .  And they are all but a few steps shy of complete r u i n .

In a voice not a voice at all , he calls to the aether : what do you intend me to do ?

The strangeness begins to shift once more ( through the tides of the ephemera he hears the dissent of those few still living : we’ve served our place with the dousan long enough ! if nothing is done they will kill us ! they will kill us ! they will kill us — ! ) and at last deposits him in the Hall of Hearing where he finds Ayn’ra in solitary repose , clinging to her mother’s scepter , asking for answers just as he is.

❝ Ayn ? ❞  He tries and to his surprise , she turns towards his voice , though does not seem to see him.  She looks startled , fixed into an anxious daze but the least bit relieved to h e a r him.

❝ Dyn’lo … ? ❞  She peers closer , trying to catch a glimpse of his spirit speaking to her.  She shakes her head , ❝ I- I don’t understand , how is this possible ? ❞

Truth be told , he wasn’t so sure himself.  But he is sure he was brought to speak to her for a r e a s o n , and he doesn’t intend to squander the chance— Until there comes a great tapping from somewhere ( on his real shoulder ? on his real body ? what is happening ? ) .  The forger ignores it , trying to concentrate on the vision already beginning to flicker out of focus.  ❝ Ayn , I haven’t much time— ❞  He knows he’s speaking quickly , he knows it only worries her further , he can scent the fear in her , can see the flash of unnerving distress in her light-hued irises.

The tapping comes again , a soft tenor calling worriedly out to him from far off.  He pushes past it , keeps trying to hold on to Ayn , keeps trying to reach out to her but his time is already up , he can no longer speak and she can longer hear ; the veil has already closed back ‘round them , separating them.  ❝ Dyn- Dyn’lo ?  Oh , have you truly gone ? ❞  It’s a PAINED way she speaks , full of desperation , full of s o r r o w .  ❝ Don’t leave me alone , don’t leave me— ! ❞

Dyn’lo is rather literally thrust back into himself waiting there in the camp , sending him slumping down to his knees onto the floor in a heaving , breathless mess.  ❝ No , ❞ Dyn’lo groans , letting the after current of pain sink its teeth into his skull , ❝ No , no no no no ! ❞  He was so close , if only he could’ve had more time— !  But what stopped him ?  Taking a few breaths he slowly , unsteadily , lifts his head , looking towards the one who had interrupted him.  ❝ Kylan , ❞ The acknowledgement comes out HARSHLY , bitten through the sharps of teeth and half-snarled , making the other recoil slightly.  ❝ You - ❞ He takes a breath , ❝ You should not be here right now , it’s late. ❞  Not in any condition to chastise someone , but he’s certainly leaving little room for rebuttal.

To his dismay , Kylan is quick with response , mentioning he took notice that something was strange , that he only intended to help since the forger looked to be in pain ( verily he was , a psychic fit was oft’ painful ) .  Please just let me help you , spoken gently and in earnest , hands already making to help the larger creature to his feet.  But it’s no use , Kylan may well be moving a monument from its roots ; Dyn’lo needs time to recover , there’s no going anywhere for the moment.

❝ Leave , Kylan. ❞  Dyn’lo tells him sharply , shaking his head , swatting away his hands.

The protestations begin and Dyn’lo bangs his fist onto the dirt of the floor , sending an upstart of electric current , ❝ NO ! ❞  The Dustling rounds on the smaller , sharp teeth snapping , large body bristling with a furious crackle of power and anger.  True to effect , Kylan is forced to recede several steps , both startled to confusion as much as fear.  ❝ There is nothing to be done , do you understand ?  I’ve already RUN OUT OF TIME !  Now , go !  You can do me no favors but leave me to g r i e v e ! ❞