#night x moon

[pandoradoesotherstuff]

4 Times Night Almost Told Moon he Loved her and The One Time he Did.

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A/N: The God of Charm got his turn, so of course, the God of Night had to be next! Although Charm's was more fluffy, I still like Night's one too. 6 who doesn't love some OC fun?

Enjoy!❤️

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Night is slumped in his chair, looking surprisingly dishevelled for once in his life, waving his hands around haphazardly as he told Moon a ridiculous story from long long ago. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor next to him, giggling at his words and leaning against his legs to stop herself from falling sideways. He knew he should probably stop drinking and go to bed, but her company was so enjoyable, her tinkling laugh infectious. Night couldn’t pull himself away even if he wanted to. They had been playing a dangerous game tonight, flirting and talking all evening, exchanging heated glances across the room. He was married, this wasn’t right but the feeling in his chest wouldn’t leave. The warmth of unexpressed feelings, the guilt, the anger, the alcohol. It was all swirling in his system, making a dangerous situation even worse. 

“And that was even before the racoon and the unicyclist got involved!”

Night burst out laughing, almost sliding off his seat onto the floor, wine slopping out his glass messily. It was the dumbest joke he’d ever heard but damn if it didn’t crack him up the way she told it. 

“If you keep telling jokes like that, Moon, I’ll leave. Whether I lo-”

There was a pause as Night caught himself before he said too much. The room felt like it was spinning, he could see Moon watching him from the corner of his eye, he needed to get out of there. He stands up quickly, grabbing the arm of the chair to stop himself from falling over. 

“It’s getting late. I uh, I gotta go”. 

Moon watches in silence as Night staggers through the now almost vacant meeting room.

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The room is filled with quiet gasps and groans as the two beings lie almost completely intertwined on the black chaise lounge. Their legs dangle over the edge, hands roaming under clothing and through each other's hair, lips working desperately together. Moon whimpers as Night’s sharp teeth find her neck. He chuckles darkly against her skin in response. 

“Who knew you could make such a noise? I love it, I love y-”

They freeze when the door knocks suddenly, the sound of the handle jiggling causing them both to scramble to their feet, trying to make themselves as presentable as they could as quickly as they could.

“You should uh, you should leave out the other door. That’ll be Sun, you know, my wife”. 

Moon slips silently away without another word. 

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Moon was sitting at a table in the corner a little too cozily with Charm, their heads close together as she giggled and laughed, smiled a little too flirtatiously. Night wanted to storm over there and drag her away, it was irrational and stupid and reckless and the only thought that was going through his head. Then Charm leans in and whispers something in her ear, she giggles again, hand coming up to cover her mouth as a blush settles on her cheeks. The chair screeches as Night stands up abruptly. 

“Darling?” Sun asks, alarmed. 

“I just remembered something important I have to do, I’ll be back soon, dear”. He storms away without a backwards glance, making a beeline for Moon. She doesn’t look round as he stops dead next to them, clearing his throat loudly. 

“Charm, I have to talk to Moon. Leave. Now”. 

Charm holds his hands up and leaves without a word. Moon and Night were playing their usual game, and he wanted nothing to do with it. 

Moon sighs deeply, swirling her drink around but doesn’t look up at him. 

“What can I help you with, Night?” She asks, sounding unusually stiff and formal. 

“What can you help me with?!” The words came out louder than he meant too, quickly lowering his voice to a harsh whisper. “You know damn well why I came over here. Sitting there all cozy with Charm. Charm! What the hell are you playing at?” He’s furious, trying hard to keep his rage and vitriol to himself. 

“You’re not my boyfriend Night”. Moon replies coldly, mirroring words he’d said to her himself earlier. “You don’t have any right to tell me what to do”. 

“That isn’t fair Moon, you know that isn’t fair. I lo-...” He cuts himself off with a sigh, this was quickly getting out of hand. His words could only make things worse right now. Never mind that he knew Sun would be watching closely from across the room. 

Night sighs deeply, pushing his glasses up as he pinches the bridge of his nose. 

“You’re right Moon, do what you want. I don’t own you”. 

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It had been a stupid throwaway comment at best, about how Night thought Moon should dress more opulently. More like someone of her “status”. It wasn’t that she dressed badly, just a little too casually for his taste. Night should have known she’d make him eat his words. 

Art nudges Night as Moon walks in. 

“Your friend is here”, they tease. He gives her a warning look before turning around to greet the goddess that had finally arrived. His words catch in his throat, the breath almost leaving his body as Moon smiles innocently. 

“What?” She was wearing a midnight blue gown, adorned with moons and stars that twinkle and shone like the real thing, silver bracelets entwined and snaked up her forearms, constellations painted delicately on her eyelids. Her silver hair curled and waved around her face perfectly, clipped at the back with a realistic looking half moon clip. There’s a pause as Night just stares, Art smirking at her friend from next to him before nudging him in the ribs again. He chokes a little before finally speaking. 

“Wow, you look…beyond beautiful. I’m so glad you came, I love y-it. I. Love. It. So nice to see you but I really must check on everyone else. I’ll, uh, I’ll see you later, I-I’m sure”.

Art moves to stand next to her, looping their arm in Moon’s as they watch Night quickly weave his way through the crowd to almost hide behind another god. 

“I think you broke him”. Art comments with amusement. 

“Good”.

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Night paces back and forward behind the desk in his office, hands clasped behind his back, teeth clenched in anger. He couldn’t even look at her right now, he felt hurt and betrayed. She was supposed to be on his side about this, she was supposed to agree with him. Moon sits slumped down in the armchair in the corner, arms folded over her chest as she stares at the ceiling fan, waiting on him to finally say something. 

“How could you do this to me?” He finally asks after what felt like a millenia. “After everything…everything we’ve ever been through, everything we’ve ever felt, just when I need you most. I even pleaded with you to vote to free Phobos. But what do you do instead? You bale on me and say nothing. I can’t…I can’t even look at you right now!” Night throws himself down heavily in his chair, elbows now resting on his knees, face in his hands. Moon bristles, sitting up in her own chair to give him a dark look that he couldn’t even see. 

“I did what I thought was best, okay?! I don’t know if Phobos should be free or not, and I sure don’t know why you’re acting like what I think is important to you. We all know I’m nothing to you. A play thing at best”. She bites her lip, fighting back the tears and the upset that threatened to overwhelm her. There’s a beat of silence as Night looks up quickly, eyes wide with shock and his own hurt. Did Moon really not know…

“Nothing? You think you’re nothing to me?! Then you know even less than I thought! I love you Moon and it eats me up inside every day that I can’t do anything about it. I’m married and that’s that. You know this. I know this, Hell, all the other gods probably know this too. So next time you want to come out with something stupid like that, just remember what I said”. Night doesn’t look at her as he stands up. With a few quick strides he’s standing next to the door, quickly unlocking and opening it. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do preparing for Phobos to be released. No thanks to you”. 

“Night I-”

“-Leave”.

[lil-lemon-snails]

sometimes you just need to hear it v some stills below the cut v

[paper-lilypie]

if they ever met normally, Y/N would’ve been embarrassing themselves left and right

[latehere]

carrying my beautiful animatronic bf like he weighs nothing

[birdy-babe]

Some things that really BREAK me about The Scene™️

The way Blitzo doesn’t hesitate for a SECOND to run after Stolas when he realized he was walking out the door

The fear in Blitzo’s eyes when Stolas said goodbye

Additionally how scared Blitzo looked here when Stolas said “you don’t have to stay with me” thinking Stolas was kicking him out

Blitzo begging Stolas to give him a second chance

Stolas being SO fucking soft and gentle when explaining to blitz why he got him the crystal. His neverending unconditional love and support of Blitz and his business.

“I want you too. I want you to stay here with me- because you want too. Only if you want too”

The anguish when he realizes (or thinks he realizes) that blitzo doesn’t feel the same.

Blitz CRYING in front of Stolas because he’s losing Stolas

[aestum]

(by Aleksandar Kyng)

[celestial-jesters]

i think they should be allowed to see the sun ☀️

[juicyyyboxxx]

oops, my hand slipped-

[alynwrench]

I forget that i ship them until i remember and suddenly its all I can think about

[wyervan]

(he’s lying)

[animeglitch]

[lycanlovebites]

✧ bloodlust ✧

I'm starving, darling//Let me put my lips to something//Let me wrap my teeth around the world

[edit: thanks to all the love on this piece (which was just the WIP until now) I finally got the motivation to finish this after two months! Thank you to anyone who enjoys this for giving me the strength to finish this]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 341

Danny sighs as the sound of a falling shelf reaches him, quickly followed by twin snarls. He takes a breath, even if he hasn’t needed to breathe since he was fourteen, and counts to ten as he pauses in making dinner. 

“Ellie, Dan, what’ve I said about throwing each other into the shelves-” 

He stops as he comes to the living room doorway, both of the gremlins freezing mid-stuffing an unconscious vigilante out the window, feathers puffed up. Dear Ancients he does not want to deal with this today, but it’s not like life ever cared about what he wants in any situation. 

“Elnath, Jordan, you better not be about to toss that person out the window-” 

[paper-lilypie]

a silly arrives!

[latehere]

oops

[gloomzter]

SOMETHING SUN AND MOON FINALLY QUALIFY FOR !!! 🔥🔥🔥