#lisxcontrol

Anyway hi! My name is Lexi! I’m a 20 year old photographer, writer, and gamer. I love writing fanfiction and my top favorite games are Control, Tomb Raider (Survivor!Timeline), and Life is Strange! I’ve also written quite a few fics for each of those fandoms so if you’re interested click the link below to my Ao3.

I also have a habit of rambling about Control on this blog as well as posting my own screenshots and theories. Luckily the community is phenomenal and I’m so so thankful for y’all!!!

I’m also currently working on a LISXControl crossover so please check that out if you have the time. And if anyone has any fanfic ideas or prompts, don’t hesitate to send me an ask; I love writing these characters so much!

You can find me as LexitheLesbian on most social media sites, like Tumblr and Ao3.

Thank you all for being insanely kind and great people! Here’s to many more years of Control content!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/LexitheLesbian/pseuds/LexitheLesbian

Jesse held onto her partner with one arm wrapped around her back, the other arm folded under her own head. Even with how comfortable she was, Jesse was still afraid to sleep. She was no stranger to the nightmares that plagued her mind when she settled down for the night, but unfortunately they only got worse once she found the FBC. Now she was The Director, she had her brother back, she had more to lose if anyone tried to hurt her or her friends. Her life wasn’t just about finding Dylan anymore. It was more than that.

Jesse forced herself to lie still against Emily, being careful not to wake her lover. Emily’s breathing was slow and steady, her face rested in a peaceful look.

I’m not letting her go. Not without a fight.

Although she was hopeful that Maxine and Chloe weren’t dangerous, Jesse knew deep down they couldn’t confirm that it was one hundred percent safe. And if things got dangerous for the group...

“Jesse?” The redhead jolted, glancing down at the woman in her arms. Emily blinked, her eyes bleary and full of sleep. “What’s wrong?”

Jesse sighed, stroking Emily’s hair softly. “Shh, go back to sleep, babe.”

“Mmm-mmm.” Emily shook her head, quietly sitting up. She yawned, rubbing her eyes, before she faced the redhead beside her. Jesse had also sat up, rubbing up and down Emily’s back. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” Jesse glanced away, nervous. The blonde gently placed a hand on Jesse’s cheek, forcing the redhead to look at her “Jesse.”

“Nightmares.” She finally admitted in a tight whisper. “I’ve always had them, but... now they’re... different.” Emily kissed her hard, taking Jesse by surprise. The redhead wrapped her arms around the blonde, holding her as close as possible.

If I don’t let go, she’ll be safe.

Emily broke the kiss, and Jesse huffed at the loss of contact. “It’s okay, Jess. You aren’t alone anymore. I’ll be right here if you need me.” Jesse blinked, kissing Emily once more before carefully laying them both back down on their sides. This time, though, Emily coaxed Jesse down, forcing the redhead to rest against her chest. She vaguely felt Emily’s chin settle on top of her head. “And for fuck’s sake, babe,” Emily chuckled. “Take your ponytail out.” Jesse giggled, removing her hair tie and tossing it on the nightstand beside them.

Spring has barely made its entrance, and I’m already thinking about flowers.

Dammit, does no one know how to follow rules around here?

Maybe I should get that checked out, now that I’m not constantly hiding from the government.

I hope this is a good idea. Ah, fuck it, I don’t care.

I guess a regular car would be better than looking like drug dealers.

Oh, nope! Just really wanna push you against a wall and make out with you right now because you’re so fucking cute.

Whoops.

She’s practically kissing the window. Great, now I’m jealous of the car.

I’m gonna take her to all the places she wants to go. Even if we have to dig up every inch of this earth with a plastic spoon, I’d do anything for her.

And finally, my personal 10/10 favorite so far:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30992570/chapters/79757671

First chapter, albeit short, is just a kind of intro for now. The rest of the chapters will have a LOT more, promise!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30992570/chapters/76551176

Life is Strange saved my life in a way. It helped me figure out my sexuality and how to be okay with it (the fandom especially). It was the game that made me invested in the gaming community more than ever. It was the game that got me into writing in a more professional manner. And of course, it was a game that helped me through my depression after what I had gone through in 2016. Max and Chloe have been very special to me from the start, and I hope that my story can convey that, even if I haven’t written about them in quite a while.

Control on the other hand, changed my life. I fell in love with the game from the very first line of dialogue. It helped me get invested into writing again, bringing motivation back. The community is so kind and wonderful and sometimes I just think about how amazing y’all are and smile. I’ve been in shitty mindsets here and there since 2016, but I’ve been recovering. Even now I believe I’m mostly okay, but sometimes I do cry over shit. Still, whenever I think about this fandom and the game and its characters I can’t help but get excited about the next fanfic I’m gonna write or read. The next piece of fanart I’ll see on tumblr. It’s just so nice and idk exactly how to convey that properly.