trixie goes to therapy and meets katya, her therapist. <3 •contains talks about anxiety •has some smut • if you're not comfortable with reading any of that i don't recommend to :) set in 1991/92 ! DISCONTINUED !

But Trixie was light coming through the window in the morning. She was an imperfect symphony with unfinished movements. And her eyes... Katya could loose herself in her eyes. Those beautiful deep brown eyes with streaks of golden honey running through them. Those eyes that always searched the mirror's reflection for answers. Those eyes that would simultaneously gaze at Katya with admiration and annoyance. Katya loved every inch of the woman, so with careful strokes she put her brush to the surface of the canvas and tried her best to capture every detail and curve.

"You want to be ballet dancer? Get used to psychological terror." Trixie Mattel had been at the academy since the age of eleven. But by the age of sixteen every teacher who had ever believed in her had told her she should quit. She didn't have the body of a dancer, they said. And now, at the age of twenty, when her academy education had ended and all her classmates had gained apprenticeships with ballet companies, Trixie was left with no job and nowhere to train. And so she went to the one person who could make her into a ballerina; Katya Zamolodchikova

Playing around with fire gets you burned.

Her night was long. She could not sleep. She pulled him down into the deep. She cried soft tears, then sang again. So chosen souls could meet their end. Katya had been told all her life to beware of water lilies, and when she was fourteen she learned why. But that lake... oh, it held a power over her still.

She sees. She knows. She desires. The Priestess of Darkness takes what she sees as hers, and destiny had spoken. Trixie Mattel had no idea that drinking a cup of tea could have such huge repercussions. Highest ranking: #4 in lesbian (out of 105K stories)

Trixie is the new math teacher who has recently broken off her engagement to follow her passion of teaching.. Katya is the cheerleader who wears her skirts a little too high and her shirts a little too low. Trixie is 22 and Katya is 19. What more do you need to know? *This story will be such a slow burn*

1957: Trixie meets her favorite Broadway superstar, Kate Turner. In a turn of events, Miss Turner takes her in as her protégée and personal assistant. Or... Trixie is actually a CIA agent who has infiltrated the home and private life of Katya Zamolodchikova, living under the alias of Kate Turner, who is suspected to be a Russian KGB agent. (Inspired by the Movie All About Eve)

A Trixya love story What happens when a person is so cold stone, broken, has walls higher than mountains and scared to be loved that someone from above is sent to help them? A story of healing and opening up is told. A story of finding yourself and making your place in this world. Or Katya is the 26 year old boss lady, from a broken home, who let's no one in. She is closed off to all expect her cat, Mr. Paws. She left home at a young age and has been on her own ever since. Through pain, hurt, heart break and lonely nights, she kept to herself and found a way to hide it all. Trixie is the rookie angel trying to find her place and prove herself. She was sent to show Katya that love isn't all that bad. They clash and laugh so much that utter confusion begins to set in. Can they figure out what the heck they are and who they are? Or will it fall apart before it even begins? I do not own the rights to any of these lovely characters❤💕❤ (Completed story)

Hi. This story is sad. And triggering. I'm not looking to glorify mental illnesses as I myself have many. And I'm not looking to trigger anyone so if you get triggered it's probably best to not read this. If after reading this book anyone needs help for anything you can message my snapchat (which is checked more often and username is in my bio) or message me on here. Please don't suffer in silence. I'm here to talk or just listen. Okay. Yolo. Let's go.