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ragingdumpsterfire · 2 years

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Charm / Night

#kollok #kollok council of the gods #council of the gods #god of charm #god of night #Troy baker #markiplier #artists on tumblr #artblr #painting #why are they just so….ffhffgfggfv

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calstrato · 2 years

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"and thus, the Night loved the Day for eons. But 'twas an old tale, for they no longer loved each other."

"The tragic thing, they say, about Day and Night is that they can never be together."

#kollok #council of the gods #council of the gods fanart #kollok fanart #the god of day #the god of night #kollok council of the gods #mari takahashi fanart #markiplier fanart #mari takahashi #markiplier

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pandoradoesotherstuff · 3 months

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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”.

#kollok council of the gods #god of night x oc #god of night #kollok #goddess of the moon #night x moon

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kingofmeatballs · 2 years

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Sooo God of Night huh? 😳

#more like god of deez n-#please somebody tell this guy that divorce exists #council of the gods #god of night #kollok #day deserves better #my art #markiplier #what a sneaky pathetic asshole

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indiiglow · 2 years

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The night will hold us close And the stars will guide us home

#markiplier #kollok #council of the gods #god of night #god night #digital art #fanart #my art #lyrics from After Dark by Mr Kitty #is this all secretly a ploy to get you all to listen to it? mayhaps #I've been binging through all of his music the entire time working on this #black eye brainrot #so we're all just worshipping him like an actual god now huh #yeah I'll incorporate that into my belief system #at this point I've completely lost all trust in my monitor color balance guys I can't even tell if this looks good anymore #this thing has given me SO much trouble #I'm glad I'm able to upload it at all dgjdhfd

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babyyykatt · 2 years

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Oh, to become Day to someone’s Night…

#markiplier #markiplier fanart #art #fanart #kollok #the council of the gods

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kenkamithetiger · 2 years

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Forgor to post this art of Night on here

#markiplier #kollok #art #god of night #the council of the gods

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conniemcfalcon · 2 years

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🌙 Older than time itself ☀️

#kollok #the council of the gods #god of night #god of sun #markiplier

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ragingdumpsterfire · 2 years

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Like what you see?

#god of charm #kollok #Troy baker #gifset #kollok council of the gods #I love making these gifs 🙈#fearhq #council of the gods

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mothgodofchaos · 11 months

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Requesting a headcanon of how actor, google, night, engineer or necromancer would react if the reader gave him a gift that they have crochet? They're not the best of the best at crochet but they want to give to the egos. Would the egos chuck it out? Or would they secretly keep it?

Actor:

Why in the world would you put in effort into making him something handmade?

He asks if you couldn't find what you were looking for, not understanding that you wanted to make it

Accepts it with pride, and a bit of confusion

Only doesn't wear it because it's one of a kind, and wants to preserve it

Google:

Analyzes the crochet pattern intensely, appreciating the intricacy

Translates it into binary (which isn't hard), and prints out a page of binary and hands it to you

It's a weird reciprocation for the gift, but you can tell this is his way of trying to show his appreciation

Night:

What is this, human thing?

He accepts it as an offering, putting it in a storage place with all other non-perishable offerings

Might come back to it some day and reminisce of the time you gave it to him, remembering you fondly

Hardly anyone gives him things that made themselves

Engi:

Wears it proudly, anytime he has to go be in cryo to fix something

He does not like being cold, at all

Makes him feel like he's the captain's "favorite", even if you never said it

He might be, I'm not you /lh

Necromancer:

Tosses it away, he has evil things to do

EVIL MEN DO NOT WEAR MITTENS

Eventually you convince him to wear them when his hands begin to hurt from strong magic usage

Asks that you make him long fingerless gloves after his claws snag on the yarn

They cover the corruption on his arms, protecting his skin

Much happier now

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pandoradoesotherstuff · 4 months

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4 Times Charm Almost Told Art he Loved her and the One Time he Did.

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A/N: Yessssss I'm back on the Kollok Council of the Gods bandwagon! Featuring everyone's favourite god of Charm and our (mine and @ragingdumpsterfire) OC, the goddess of Art. Art has she/they pronouns, but other than that, they have no distinguishable biology mentioned.

Also, this is sheer toothrotting fluff! 🥰

Enjoy! ❤️

Charm watches from a distance as Art excitedly shows off her newest ink. The other gods were crowded around, twisting their arm this way and that to get the best view. It was an absolute work of art like the rest of them. Like a Renaissance painting come to life on her skin, beautiful and delicate. Bold and vivacious. Their body was a canvas that Charm more than enjoyed exploring. After a minute or two, he decides it’s high time he goes over and makes his presence known.

“They’re beautiful, Art. Like you”. He says with his usual tone of playful coyness, finally drawing attention to himself. He could practically hear the other gods roll their eyes at him.

“Typical Charm, can’t stop himself flirting for more than 5 seconds”, Moon teases from across the crowd. Art, however, knows him better than that. It’s a sincere compliment that she secretly cherished.

“I love…” Charm clears his throat, changing his mind quickly about what he was about to say.

“I love them, the tattoos. Gorgeous. I’m going to get a drink, do you want one?” Charm quickly leaves as Moon chuckles from the background before being elbowed by Art.

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Charm stands as still as he can while Art works dutifully on his eye makeup, using the smallest brush to paint delicate lines and patterns around his eyes. Art had came to him practically bouncing with excitement about trying out a new eye look for him and well, he loved to be beautiful and they loved to be create, so how could he say no?

The fine soft hairs of the brush were slightly ticklish on his skin, but he knew it was important not to move while she worked her magic. Art’s fingers felt like heaven against him. Warm and soft, slightly calloused at the pads from years of creating. It was hard for him not to smile at the cute noises of concentration they made as they worked, little ums and ahs along with partial snatches of words that made no sense to anyone but them. He longs to say those three words. It would be all too easy for them to slip right out. They fight to leave his lips, but he won’t let them. Not yet. It has to be perfect.

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Charm pauses at the studio door when he hears the sound of hurried brushstrokes coming from inside. He knew better than to disturb Art when they were busy in their studio. He’d already had that lecture before. It made her nervous and a little unnerved when he watched her, which was a shame, he loved watching her at work.

Charm cautiously peeks through the crack in the door, trying to get a glance at what they were working on now. It was hard to see from his restricted view, but he knew she would show it off eventually. Grabbing his hand excitedly from wherever he happened to be and hurriedly pull him along to her studio. A warmth spread in his chest as he thought about it. Everything was so new and exciting between them, he’d never experienced anything like it.

“I know you’re there watching Charm, I can see your reflection in my water glass”. Art doesn’t so much as glance behind as she continues working with broad brush strokes.

“How could I help myself, my dear? Who could resist watching your mastery at work?” He says in his most seductive and charming tone.

“Easily”, she shoots back playfully.

“Ah but you don’t know that I…am, uh… I’m your biggest fan. Clearly”.

“Clearly”.

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Charm sighs heavily as he finally gets home, throwing his suit jacket over the large bannister to the right. It had been a long meeting with Night, the man knew how to talk when the mood struck him. He flips on a floor lamp in the corner before heading over to the oak liquor cabinet to pour himself a drink. Something stirs out of the corner of his eye, startling Charm for a second before turning to see Art fast asleep on his couch, curled up with a large crochet blanket covering them. He watches them for a moment as their eyelids flicker with deep dreams of what he hopes are the sweetest kind. Charm scoops her up, blanket and all, before carrying them as carefully as he can up the staircase and through to his bedroom.

Art stirs a little when she gets laid down, their eyes cracking open blearily, sleep garbled words spilling out. He can’t help but find it cute. Then something causes him to freeze, his fingers poised on the top button of his shirt. For a brief second it had sounded like the words “I love you” had left their lips. He listens intently as they mutter something else and turn over in their sleep. He shakes his head with an affectionate smile before kissing their forehead and continues getting ready for bed. Those words would have to wait until they could be said in a more conscious awake state.

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The lights were dimmed in the art studio as an old record played on the gramophone tucked away in the corner, surrounded by half finished canvases and perched on numerous filled sketchbooks. They were slowly swaying to the music, just the two of them in their own little world. No responsibilities, no masks or pretences. Just Charm and Art, the only two beings in existence.

There’s a pause before the next song starts, the room filled with comfortable silence as they still gently sway together, gazing so deeply into each other's eyes that they might get lost and never find their way out.

“You’ve enraptured me Art; mind, body and soul. Whatever you want, it’s yours. Just say the word”. His words are quiet, almost afraid to break the spell between them.

“What if I only want you? What if I don’t need another single thing in this whole cosmos?” Art looks down shyly and almost a little afraid of the feelings that were finally about to come out into the open. Charm gently cups her chin to tilt her face back up towards his.

“Then you’ve got me, till the end of time and beyond. I love you, Art.”

#kollok council of the gods #god of charm x oc #god of charm #goddess of art #charm x art #god of charm x reader

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fischyplier · 2 years

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