#lexi howard

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Fexi neighbours AU

[captaindevii]

I have this crazy idea for a Flexi AU—kind of inspired by Season 3—where Lexi is a TV show assistant and meets Fez at one of those celebrity parties; he sells drugs to the rich kids of Hollywood.

[captaindevii]

you're a very pretty girl (Fexi)

The cold air from the AC unit and the faint, constant smell of sweet tobacco and gasoline always filled the small gas station convenience store. Behind the counter, Fez was distractedly organizing a shelf of cigarette packs when the bell above the door chimed.

He was expecting just about anyone—someone looking for rolling papers, a guy grabbing a cold beer late at night, or some desperate junkie. But the figure walking through the door didn't fit the scene at all.

There stood Lexi Howard. She was wearing a perfectly pleated plaid skirt, a buttoned-up sweater so neat and well-pressed it looked brand new, and she was clutching a notebook against her chest like a shield. Fez recognized her instantly; she was Rue’s friend. The quiet girl who usually stayed in the background, watching everything with wide, attentive eyes.

Fez raised an eyebrow, completely thrown off. This ain't the right environment for a girl like her, he thought, watching her take a few hesitant steps toward the register.

"Lexi?" Fez asked in his usual slow, raspy drawl, leaning his elbows on the counter. "What you doing around here, girl? Don't tell me you're trying to buy a pack of cigarettes."

Lexi cleared her throat, feeling her palms sweating against her notebook.

"No. I... I don't smoke," she said quickly, her words tumbling out a bit faster than usual from the nerves. "I'm looking for my dad. He... well, he has issues. With the kind of things you sell. I thought maybe, if he’s been by here, you might know something. Or recognize him."

Fez’s expression softened just a fraction, his carefree look shifting into one of understanding. He knew that story all too well. He knew exactly what it felt like to carry the weight of someone you love while they destroy themselves.

"A lot of junkies walk through that door every single day, Lexi," he replied with quiet honesty. "To be real with you, it’s hard to remember all the faces."

"I understand." Lexi set her jaw, making a massive effort to keep her composure. She took a step closer to the counter. "If he does come by... could you just not sell to him? Please. If you see him alone, or if he looks bad... just don't sell to him."

Fez watched her in silence for a few seconds. There was a strange, sweet kind of bravery in the way she stood there, dressed in her perfect clothes, trying to protect a grown man who didn't know how to look after himself. Fez understood that better than anyone; he’d spent his whole life protecting the people he cared about.

He scratched the back of his neck, searching for the right words with his usual clumsy sincerity.

"Look, Lexi Howard... I’ve talked to you for maybe five minutes in my whole life, and I can already tell you one thing: that dude wasn't a real father to you. You're a very pretty girl, and honestly, I'm flattered you're even standing here talking to me in my store... but don't go crying over your piece of trash father. He ain't worth it."

Lexi froze. Fez’s brutal honesty caught her completely off guard, but the words "you're a very pretty girl"bounced around in her head with a sudden, loud force. All at once, the heavy tension in her chest dissipated, and she let out a small, nervous laugh, feeling a sudden wave of heat rush to her cheeks.

"Pretty?" she murmured, blushing furiously.

"Yeah, pretty," Fez repeated with total earnestness, leaning down to open the freezer beside him. "And so you don't leave here empty-handed or with a bitter taste in your mouth... here."

Fez pulled out an ice cream bar and handed it to her across the counter. Lexi blinked, looking at the ice cream and then back up at him, completely confused by the sudden gesture.

"I hope I get to see you again soon," Fez added, looking her dead in the eye. "Maybe on a date or something."

Lexi laughed again, a bit awkwardly this time, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she took the ice cream.

"Don't joke about that, Fez," she smiled timidly, figuring he was just trying to lighten the heavy mood.

Fez didn't smile back, but his gaze remained soft and entirely steady.

"I promise you, girl, I never make jokes about stuff like that."

[blueribbonbaby]

Maude Apatow as Lexi Howard behind the scenes of Euphoria

[captaindevii]

pink lady (Fexi)

The party's neon lights thudded against the walls of the house, but for Lexi, everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. She adjusted the pink wig in front of the bathroom mirror before stepping out, remembering Maddy’s words: “Tonight you’re not the invisible girl from the hallways, Lex. With this on, you can be whoever you want to be.”

And, to her surprise, it worked.

Hidden behind that bright pink mane and a lipstick shade she would never have dared to wear on a normal day, she walked through the crowded living room. She felt the adrenaline rushing through her body as she turned heads with every step. It was a strange, almost unreal feeling: everyone was watching her with curiosity and fascination, yet no one knew that underneath the costume was Lexi Howard—the girl everyone usually walked right past at school. For the first time, anonymity didn't feel like a punishment; it felt like armor.

Looking for a breath of fresh air away from the noise and smoke, she drifted toward a quieter corner of the room. That was when she saw him.

Fezco was sitting on the edge of the couch, holding a red solo cup with his usual calm, imperturbable aura amidst the party’s chaos. As he saw her approach, his eyes scanned the bright wig with a subtle, amused smirk, but the moment their eyes met, his expression softened completely.

“Hey... you look nice, Lexi,” he said in that quiet, slow tone of voice that always managed to drown out all the surrounding noise.

Lexi reached up to touch the wig, feeling a sudden rush of shyness. “Was it really that easy to tell it was me?” she asked with an embarrassed smile. “Maddy swore no one would realize.”

Fez slowly shook his head and shifted over on the couch, gesturing for her to sit beside him.

“The wig is cool and all, I’m not gonna lie... but I know those eyes. I’d recognize you anywhere, Lex.”

Lexi felt a wave of warmth flush her cheeks, but this time it wasn't out of embarrassment. As she settled in next to him, she realized something: the pink wig had given her the confidence to step through the door tonight, but being next to Fez was the only thing that made her feel truly seen.

[bondwithme-murderstyle]

Stand By Me

Lexi almost comes within touching distance to everything she's missed in the last three years. Fez tries not to think about taking communion.

[blueribbonbaby]

Maude Apatow in Euphoria: A Look Back

[bondwithme-murderstyle]

Ivy

Around three years after being abandoned for her own protection, Lexi struggles with her Saturday night workload as she tries to process new feelings about the guy that left her behind.