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Hello we are still alive, the main source of the content though is burned out from mcm. She will return.

I have no shame

@xephos said coffee shop au so xephos falls in love with the new barista only to find out they go to the same uni late; whoops

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Otp thing. The great crack ship Xephlez is A3 or B4

I WAS LOOKING THROUGH MESSAGE AND FORGOT ABOUT THIS I AM SO SORRY IT GOT LOST

so have a doodle

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Honestly if you are ever confused about this ship just send an ask and one of us will answer

#most likely beth because i started it

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A follow up

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look what I found in my twitter favourites and threw colours on

oH SHIT BETHANY!!!

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Leaving Me at 2:03 (Xephlez)

((This wasn'tsupposed to be so angsty and sad. For @doctorbethanysartblog ’s Suit au. Disclaimer: I don’t actually know how Jordan would feel about all of this, My brain wanted angst and angst it got.))

Jordan woke up when he heard something scuttling around the room. He let out a soft groan before his hand reached out to the body beside him. Xephos was the swordsman, he could take care of it.

But when his hand met only empty air and cold sheets, he decided to open his eyes warily. He saw moonlight shine over a thin silhouette, a bioluminsesent blue glow coming from his lover’s eyes cover his face and helping the male see what he was doing.

Jordan narrowed his eyes. “Xeph? What are you doing up? Come back to bed.” He said groggily, rubbing his eyes. He was not a fan of his personal night-light being up and sneaking around in the dark.

Xephos froze when he heard Jordan’s voice, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Jordan blinked a few times before he could finally see what Xephos was doing. He was putting on a black… suit.

Jordan looked at the suit and looked up at Xephos, who looked incredibly guilty. This wasn’t a normal white-out mission. Something was wrong, very wrong, and Xephos had to go fix it. The only problem was that tomorrow was their anniversary. Xephos had surprised him today by showing up early because everything had been incredibly calm and hey could actually celebrate together. No late dates, no missions, no apologies and broken promises.

Of course, something went wrong. It always did.

“Jordan, I’m-” Xephos started, fumbling for words but Jordan just held up a hand,

His heart hurt, but it was stupid to keep Xephos here, especially with something so important. It wasn’t the alien’s fault, of course, but couldn’t the two be selfish for once?

“How bad?” He asked tiredly.

Xephos sighed. “I…I don’t know. The guys are saying it isn’t like anything they’ve ever seen, someone is already injured, I think.” He replied, stress and anxiety covered by a heavy blanket of guilt.

Jordan nodded, picking at the hem of the blue and white striped shirt he stole from Xephos. The blue was faded from wash and wear, various stains and holes from past adventures littering the fabric.

“Jordan, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.“ Xephos said quietly.

Jordan didn’t reply. It was fine, yet it wasn’t okay. Every time this happened. But what could Xephos do about it? This was his role in the multiverse. He was a Suitor. And it wasn’t as if Jordan could force him to stay, not when universes needed his help.

“Jordan, please.” Xephos begged, turning toward him. His lamplight eyed were glowing brightly and his voice was choked with tears. Xephos didn’t want to leave any more than Jordan wanted him to stay. But love and comfortable beds with alien night lights be damned.

“…just go. I’ll be fine.” Jordan finally whispered, a lump in his throat forming.

“Jordan-”

“Please, just go.”

he tension was thicker than ice, but eventually Xephos stood up off the bed, grabbing his sword.

“I’m sorry. I love you.” He repeated.

It didn’t make a difference. It only hurt worse.

Finally, after a few moment of pained silence, Xephos disappeared through his own rift before it closed behind him. All that remained was a cold bed and a broken heart, along with the shattered remains of promises made earlier in the night.

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Captain’s Knight Part 3

1/ 2/ 3 Final part yay!

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Music Lesson (Xephlez)

((Tfw you stalking @doctorbethanysartblog and find your new otp))

“It’s not bad, Xeph.” Kim argued, waving the record for emphasis.

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The Secret Weapon (Xephlez)

Summary: Xephos has volunteered for an unhealthy amount of missions, and the Yogs are growing concerned.

((Featuring @doctorbethanysartblog ’s Suit AU)) _________________

Xephos had a small habit of taking things to far. Whether it be work, miscellaneous tasks, or doing things with his friends, he always had to go one step further.

Or in this case, a whole marathon forward.

They were all proud and happy for Xeph to be given the legendary position of a Suitor. It was one of the highest honors in the multiverse, and the Yogs couldn’t think of anyone better for the job. However, they all knew eventually Xeph would start overworking himself.

Simon was the first to catch wind of his unhealthy behavior (he always was). He’d wake up in the middle of the night to see Xephos stumble out of the portal in a white suit with blue blood dripping down his mouth and ugly bruises along his face. Then the alien would down a potion of healing and sleep for 3 hours before going back through. He’d try talking to him about it, making only half-joking comments about Xephos being in over his head. The man just smiled and laughed, and would continue on with whatever plans they had made.

Sips and Sjin noticed when during a visit to the farm they found Xephos sleeping in the middle of the Ender Lily patch, propped up against a hoe. When they asked him why he was so tired, he would just shrug and say he had a mission the other night and forgot to have coffee the following morning.

Lalna himself knew it was all unhealthy, and he practiced many of the same habits. He gave Xephos some special brewed gin, hoping it would make him fall asleep, but it only gave the alien a hangover during his impromptu mission the following day.

“It was just a small thing, investigating some rumors spread through different worlds. Nothing huge.” He would say, waving the situation off and grabbing a mug of coffee.

“It isn’t small, Xeph. You look like hell!” Simon had argued. Xephos only scowled before burying himself deeper in his coffee.

The dwarf sighed before grabbing Xeph’s communication tablet. The alien looked up in surprise and made a motion to grab it, but Simon was already across the room and typing away at the transparent screen.

“What do you think you’re doing? Give that back!” Xephos sputtered out, standing up.

“I’m trying to help you, you psychotic bugger.” The dwarf muttered, focusing on his task.

“Simon, I really don’t have the energy to fight you. Please give it back, I need it to get in contact with the others.”

“Nope. Bringing out my secret weapon.” He said, finally pushing the “send” button.

“Taking away my tablet won’t make me stop working. You’re only making me upset.” Xephos pouted.

Honeydew sighed and slid the tablet back over to him. “Fine. Have it back.” He said before grinning. “But Sparklez isn’t going to be happy to find out you canceled on him to beat up ‘rumors.’

Xephos froze. “What? I don’t have plans with-” He started before looking down at the tablet and gasping. Sure enough, a message had been sent to a contact named ‘Mr. Sparkly Pants’ Asking him to hang out with him the next day.

“Simon, no! Why!?” Xephos groaned. “I’m on standby for a possible mission tomorrow. What am I gonna do if they call?”

“Ask them to send someone else. Because if I can’t ask you to relax, I know Sparklez will and I know you’ll listen to him.” The dwarf said, his eyes filled with concern.

The alien slid back into his chair, grumbling into his arm. The dwarf smiled slightly, patting his arm. “Besides, when was the last timw you’ve had a proper date since you got this job?”

Xephos sat up for a second as he thought carefully. He and Sparklez chatted all the time between missions, but they hardly ever saw eachother face to face anymore. Perhaps he has been a little too busy.

“Alright, Simon. You win. I’ll take a day off.” Xephos sighed, putting up his tablet.

Honeydew smiled. “Good. Now go to bed. I’m not having Sparklez come over and you look like a disaster.”

Xephos smiled tiredly. “Yes, I suppose you’re right.”

The dwarf smiled. “I always am.”

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