Trixya oneshots

prompt 1: guilty pleasure

One is a famous singer and the other is a fan.

Smut warning

also sorry this is so long I haven't written in 3rd person POV in so long.

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Trixie was sat glumly at her desk watching her friend Adore get ready for a Katya Zamo concert. Trixie wouldn't admit it but, she is secretly a huge fan of Katya and her music. Looking at Trixie you wouldn't think that though, she is a curvy shy blonde who wears eccentric 70's pastel clothing, she doesn't really fit into Katya's fan demographic of angsty teens and stoners. But Katya's music was Trixie's guilty pleasure and pallet cleanser from all the folk and country music she listens to. It's just something about the pure rock and roll sound that makes you feel like you're right back in the grunge scene of the 90's that draws her in.

Trixie felt dumb for not buying tickets to go, she just felt like she wouldn't belong there and that she was be an outcast so, she let her anxiety get the best of her and convince her to not go. thinking about it now, watching Adore Trixie felt like and idiot. who cares if she isn't in all black and acid wash with chains and ripped jeans, she's there for the music and so is everyone else.

" Trixie...Trixie." Adore's voice echoed through Trixie's phone pulling her out of her self beat down.

" Oh, yea..wait what?" Trixie said her eye's focusing back on her phone screen.

" I said you know you can come with me I have an extra ticket." Adore repeated.

" Um, I'm not sure." Trixie said internally slapping herself. why did she say that she wants to go!

" Oh stop I know you listen to her all the time, and have a giant lesbo crush on her." Adore rolled her eyes as she straightened her hair.

" I do not." Trixie protested the blush spreading across her cheeks betraying her.

" You're going you stupid lesbian I'm picking you up in an hour so go get ready. and Oh dress cute because we are going back stage to see Katya after." Adore said hanging up.

Meeting Katya after! she forgot Adore knows Katya from high school. Oh god how the hell is she supposed to dress cute for a Katya zamo concert when the only black clothing she owns is a pair of socks. Trixie paced around her bedroom in a panic trying to assemble the coolest outfit she could in an hour. She ended up settling for a pink plaid dress with black cowboy boots and her hair up in a half beehive.

" Hey slut you ready?!" Adore yelled using her spare key to let herself in.

" Yea I guess." Trixie said nervously stepping out of her bedroom.

" You look so good Trixie! Katya is going to be all over you." Adore said sticking out her tongue between her pointer and middle finger.

" oh my god stop." Trixie blushed covering her face with her hands.

The pair headed out of the apartment and down to Adore's car. Bianca was sitting in the drivers seat waiting for them her regular look of annoyance on her face.

" Could you have taken any longer Adore." She said her gravelly voice echoing through the car.

" Sorry babe." She said smiling leaning over and kissing Bianca's cheek making the older woman smile too.