Flower Crowns [Xephna]
Title: Flower Crowns
Pairing: Xephos and Lalna [Xephna]
Rating: General
Genre: Fluff
Words: 978
Warnings: None!
A/N: Consider this an early Crimbus present. *Please don’t reblog to kin/rp/introject blogs!* Also, this takes place pre-relationship during Moonquest :] (Crossposted on ao3)
Lalna had been puzzled when he returned from mining and Xephos hadn’t been in Baked Bean Fort. Considering the man was a workaholic who practically never left his work station, Lalna had reason to be slightly confused.
He’d immediately pulled out his communicator and turned on the mic. “Xeph’? You here? I just got back.”
It only took a few moments for Xephos to answer.
“Yes! I’m sorry, friend, I didn’t expect you to be back yet. I’m by the edge of that nice forested area, where we found the sheep, do you remember?”
Lalna nodded to himself. “Yeah, I think so. I’ll be there in just a second.”
Technically, it ended up taking him more than just a minute to get to Xephos. He panted slightly as he arrived, missing his flying armor. Even a faulty flying ring would be better than this, he thought grumpily.
When Lalna approached he found Xephos surrounded by wildflowers, sitting cross legged and weaving them together. He brightened as Lalna approached.
“Lalna! How was it?”
“Good, got some more aluminum,” he hummed, emphasizing the last word. “Would’ve been better if Honeydew hadn’t decided to faff around the whole time.” He complained, only half-serious.
Xephos sighed. “Is he still down there?”
“Yeah, he wanted to stay down there a bit longer. I think he said he’ll be back by morning.”
Xephos nodded contemplatively. “Alright. I suppose he’ll do better by himself when he doesn’t have anyone to fool around with.”
Lalna nodded in agreement, and observed closer what Xephos was doing. The wildflowers surrounding him were in sorted piles, and atop his head was a flower crown. Another was in his hand, apparently still in the process of being made.
“Flower crowns?” Lalna asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
Xephos nodded and averted his eyes, his cheeks glowing with embarrassment. “Yes, Honeydew taught me how to make them a while back. I didn’t realize I’d been out here so long, we can go back in and get started working-“
Lalna interrupted him. “No, no! It’s okay, I don’t care. Honeydew’s not here to berate us, let’s embrace it.” He grinned crookedly.
Xephos snorted slightly at that. Lalna crouched down next to Xephos, inspecting the one on his head. It was blue and white, made out of forget-me-nots and daisies. A few sprigs of baby’s breath had been delicately intertwined into the main chain.
“They look really nice,” he complimented.
Xephos brightened. “Thank you! I could teach you how to make them, if you’d like,” he offered.
Lalna shrugged. “Sure. Whatever to not have to go work on that bloody rocket,” he grumbled. Xephos laughed again and Lalna felt himself grin at the sound.
Xephos hummed and studied Lalna for a moment. “Now your eyes are that lovely blue-green color, so we ought to choose flowers with colors that make them pop,” He said decisively, rising to his feet and beginning to hunt for flora.
Lalna startled. “You- you think my eyes are lovely?”
“Of course I do, why wouldn’t I?” Xephos replied matter-of-factly, not even looking up. Lalna felt his cheeks heat up.
“Oh, er, thanks,” he rubbed the back of his neck bashfully.
Xephos continued on rambling cheerfully, climbing his way through the wildflowers. “Now, see, we need ones that are the opposite of green and blue. What’s the opposite of green?”
“Uh, purple?”
“Right, yes, what flowers are purple…” He trailed off.
Lalna watched Xephos quickly pick out the flowers. He returned with an armful of different flowers, still babbling to himself. “…And we also want ones that have longer stems, they’re easier to weave, as well.”
He sat back down next to Lalna. “Okay, so I chose daisies, because they usually work well, and I found these purple ones, as well. I’m not sure what they’re called, but-“
“Cosmos,” Lalna interrupted. “Those are called cosmos.”
“Cosmos! Cosmos, cosmos,” Xephos repeated to himself in that way that meant he was trying very hard to learn a new Minecraftian word.
“So, daisies, cosmos, and then baby’s breath. They’re nice for detailing. Now to weave them together…” Xephos began demonstrating the process, his thin fingers nimbly wrapping the stems around the others and creating a chain faster than Lalna could have imagined. Lalna picked up a few flowers and began clumsily trying to mimic the motion, but found himself more so enamored by Xephos’ air of quiet concentration. The gentle purse of the man’s lips and knitting of his brow was familiar, but less stressed than usual.
It only took a few minutes and Xephos had finished the chain, expertly tying it off and smiling satisfactorily.
“There! Simple enough,” he beamed, presenting the finished crown for Lalna to look at.
Lalna looked down at the mess of crumpled stems in his hands. “Er, yeah. Maybe you could go slower next time? I didn’t quite catch what you were doing,” he said.
Xephos flushed with embarrassment. “Oh, right. Sorry, I guess I got distracted.” He admitted.
“Well, no matter- here.” Xephos smiled and gently placed the crown on Lalna’s head. His hand brushed a piece of Lalna’s hair out of his eyes and Lalna felt his cheeks heat up again. They stared at each other for a moment. Xephos’ eyes were glowing brightly with delight. Lalna’s face burned further still.
“Thanks, Xeph’,” he finally managed to say, hoping the flush on his cheeks wasn’t as obvious as it felt.
Xephos beamed. “Of course, friend. Would you like to try again? I’ll help you step by step this time.”
Lalna nodded and relaxed his shoulders. “Sure.”
Xephos began making another chain, talking as he went through each step. But Lalna found himself unable to concentrate on the instructions no matter how he tried. He sighed, finally relaxed and rested his chin on his hand.
“Xephos?”
“Yes, Lalna?”
“I think your eyes are lovely too.”
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Welcome to round three! A reminder that anyone can vote in this, regardless of knowing yogs or not, because it would be funny.
POLL LINK, voting ends in 24hrs from now!
Detailed results under the cut
The girls make it to round three!
In a shocking twist Xephna looses to... STLW?!? Martyn can’t stop being gay in minecraft...
You had a good run flux buddies, but the old married couple continues on.
Honeyphosna will be safe for a round to keep results even.
The OG MCYT polycule ship lives on...
...But can they win against the OG hateship?!
Sorry Lalnable, but Parvis did covered in blood sexier.
Losers bracket!
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“You Stupid Man.” [Xephna]
Title: “You Stupid Man.”
Pairing: Xephos and Lalna [Xephna]
Rating: General
Genre: Fluff and a tiny bit of hurt/comfort
Words: 520
Warnings: Lalna gets hurt just a tad but nothing major.
A/N: Tumblr ate the original ask for this as I was finally answering it but it was nearly a year old anyways- essentially it was asking for Xephos interrupting Lalna while he was working and them being gay. This isn’t exactly what Anon asked for but I hope you like it anyways! *Please don't reblog to kin/rp/introject blogs!* This takes place pre-relationship during Jaffa Factory :] (Crossposted on ao3)
“You stupid man.”
These were the first words Lalna heard as he started to come to. He blinked his eyes open and quickly identified Xephos’ silhouette standing over him. He was laying spread eagle on the ground.
“Hey, Xeph’,” he said with a crooked grin, surprising himself by how slurred his words were. He was quickly becoming aware of the soreness that permeated his whole body. A sharp throbbing was steadily increasing in the back of his head. He could taste a bit of blood in his mouth.
Xephos scoffed, his arms tightly crossed. “‘Hey Xeph.’ Is that all you have to say?”
Lalna tilted his head slightly, squinting unsurely. “Er, yes?”
Xephos huffed again and crouched down next to him. He wrapped an arm beneath Lalna’s and gently guided him into a sitting position against the wall. Lalna grimaced in pain at the movement, a sense of vertigo overtaking him.
“Drink this,” Xephos ordered as the rim of a bottle was suddenly pressed to his lips. He coughed slightly at first but recognizing the familiar taste of a regeneration potion eagerly downed it. Warmth spread throughout his body and the pain in his head faded to a dull throb. He sighed in relief, his mind clearing so he could actually process what was happening in front of him.
Xephos was still grumbling frustratedly to himself. “You idiot. I’m at the Jaffa Factory and I hear an explosion in the distance, thinking to myself, ‘Surely, it couldn’t be Lalna.’ I look out the window and what do I see? Smoke from your lab. Bloody daft.” Xephos babbled angrily.
Oh, right. He remembered now. He’d been messing around with sulfur and must have blown himself up. That certainly would explain the headache.
Lalna smiled sheepishly, feeling himself shrink under Xephos’ sharp glare. “I’m sorry.”
There was a pause as Xephos stared at him for a moment, clearly trying to stay mad. Xephos finally sighed, his angry demeanor melting away. He softened. “It’s alright, friend. I’m just glad you’re okay.”
“I’m always okay,” Lalna boasted with the confidence of a man still high on healing magic.
Xephos rolled his eyes. Any sympathy from the spaceman evaporated. “Sure you are. I think that’s enough lab for today.”
“What?” Lalna cried, sitting up straighter. “But I still need to-”
Xephos looked at him sternly. “No more lab. You need to rest.” He worried his lip, adding softly. “Come on, we can watch one of those film-things you like.”
Lalna’s eyes widened with excitement. “Cretaceous World?”
Xephos shifted uncomfortably. Lalna remembered the last time they had watched that movie, the man had refused to be left home alone for a week fearing the creatures.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather watch-“
“Please?” Lalna dragged out the word, making puppy-dog eyes at the man.
Xephos sighed, looking at the ceiling. “Yes, alright. But only if you promise not to-“
“Deal!” Lalna beamed. “Come on, if we start now we can finish the first trilogy before midnight!” He bolted up, grabbing Xephos’ arm and dragging him towards the exit.
Xephos could only smile and shake his head.
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