#lexi.wips

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new wip details for the curious

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being southern at 1am will really have you writing “just a product of their raising and it’s got him in a tizzy.” bitch they are canadian. they ain’t saying that shit. DELETE IT.

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#6 would care and #9 kirillgeno i beg - belle🩷

omg yay

wound care -

this is a sidkrisnate whump fic that I have no idea if I’ll actually post ever. have ur snippet.

“It hurts.” Nate whines. His voice is tight, like he’s on the edge of tears, and Sid feels a pull in his gut and guilt in his chest. “Kris, it hurts.”

“It’s going to,” Kris responds, disinterested. “It’s a stab wound, Nathan.”

kirillgeno -

idk I think geno should get to objectify his blonde summer boytoy too

“Zhenya-”

“Relax, Kiryushka.” Zhenya says, tucking his mouth against the back of his neck. “You’ve got great tits. Just wanted a feel.”

WIP GAMES

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“Lexi, how’s Chapter 7 of Rome going?”

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I wish you would write a fic with puppy geno 😔

is this my legacy now? am I the leading ‘woman wants to see that man in a collar and leash’ offender here? horribl lyfe…….

Zhenya’d never been a fan of big dogs—little dogs, sure, yes. Give him a chihuahua, or a little dachshund with legs too short for its too long body, and he’s golden. But dogs like Mastiffs and Great Danes and Rhodesian Ridgebacks? No, thank you. He’ll take the check and his food to go, actually.

So, sue him for not being stoked about the fact that Kris decided to schedule a playdate for him and Sid’s new Saint Bernard. The kid’s too…wide…for Zhenya’s liking, all bulky shoulders and hard muscle, and he doesn’t like the way he’s standing between Zhenya and Sid, like he doesn’t trust Zhenya not to tug at his leash and snap his jaws at Sid the first chance he gets. It makes his hackles rise, and Kris runs his hand down his back before letting his palm rest against his collar. A finger slips beneath the thick leather and Zhenya leans back against him, into his solid warmth.

“Calm down,” he whispers. “The puppy isn’t going to bite you.”

“Big puppy.” Zhenya snorts, looking down at Kris. “You sure Sid can handle?”

He feels Kris’s knuckles drag along the nobs of his spine as his fist curls, collar tightening. It makes his face pink.

“Promise to play nice or we’ll go right home and you’ll spend the night in the kennel.” Kris hisses.

Zhenya looks down at Kris again, tries to push back the nerves that are making his hands shake. Tries to fight back the pit in his gut that’s keeping him from puppyspace when he looks back over at Sid and his new plaything—the kid’s got his eyes closed, leaning into Sid’s side, head tilted while Sid talks to him in a hushed whisper and scratches behind his ear.

He swallows, and presses his neck back into Kris’s hand.

Kris won’t let him get hurt.

Not again.

“I’m promise,” he whispers.

Send me an anymous (or not) summary of the fic you wish I would write. (maybe I will write a tidbit)

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I'm Lexi (she/her). 28 and never fuckin' learned how to be normal about hockey. Ask box is always open, as are DMs.

The Highlights: : ̗̀➛ Pens girl above all : ̗̀➛ Indigenous hockey is my thing

Writing: : ̗̀➛ AO3 Recent Works: : ̗̀➛ search for the bone - sc87/nm29 (13.2k) : ̗̀➛ let all mortal flesh (keep silence) - em71/ec59 (6.6k) : ̗̀➛ howl for the sound of it - sc87/nm29 (10k) : ̗̀➛ creme tangerine and montelimar - em71/kk97 (2k) : ̗̀➛ not the thread, nor the needle. - sc87/kl58/nm29 (2.2k) : ̗̀➛ the final bloom - maf29 (1.6k) Longfic: : ̗̀➛ rome is also built on ruins (on-going wip) Series: : ̗̀➛ Wild Animals I Have Known (3/4 parts complete) - Sid/Ovi - Sid/Geno - Sid/Mikko - Sid/Ovi/Geno (WIP) : ̗̀➛ Nobody's Business but Ours (2/3 parts complete) - Sid/Geno - Sid/Kris - Infidelity : ̗̀➛ Big Game Mitch Marner (2/? parts complete) - Sid/Mitch - Canadian National Team Antics : ̗̀➛TO1U Prompt Fills - Sid/EK (Scandinavian folklore - vampire/zombies) - Nate/Mikko (Drunk language learning and flirting) - Will/Mack (Percy Jackson AU) - Arber Xhekaj/Josh Anderson (fallen angel) - Boko Imama/Anthony Duclair (friends to lovers)

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are you still planning on making a part 3 of the sid/geno geno/kris infidelity fic? Not trying to be annoying or demanding but I have been seriously haunted by not knowing what the Sid perspective is

not demanding or annoying at all! valid question. but yes! i’ve got abt 1,500 words of it in my wips folder, I just got stuck on it. I know what happens, it’s just a matter of getting it from brain to page.

I leave you with a snippet until I have something more to offer.

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↻ FLIP FLOp - how about the opening scene in Man Maketh, where Kris is dealing with dom drop? 👀

oh boy. enjoy!

↻ FLIP FLOP: send me a scene from one of my fics and I’ll describe or write it from another character’s POV!

Sid wonders if Kris knows his hands are shaking.

He can feel them against his skull, the steady tremors that hit like a metronome against the bone, and he doesn’t know how to tell Kris that he’s pulling his hair with the way he’s clenching and opening his fist in quick succession—it doesn’t hurt, but it feels like Kris doesn’t realize he’s doing it. As a matter of fact, Sid knows Kris isn’t doing it on purpose because he can hear his lungs catching beneath his ear, his chest rising and falling rapidly under Sid’s cheek. His heart sounds like a jackhammer, like a rabbit trying to outrun a wolf, and Sid can’t do anything but sit up and stare at him when Kris shoves him off and rolls onto his side.

He watches as he curls in on himself, hands clutching at his ribs as he gasps and shakes against the sheets. Kris looks like he’s in pain, what with the way his face is screwed up, teeth bared against whatever is raging inside of him, and Sid’s scared shitless.

“Tanger, hey,” Sid whispers. “What’s wrong?”

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