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Silk

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Reads 14
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Parts 2
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Mature

Art is a way of expressing who you are. It expresses feelings through color and 100 words through the art itself. But she was more than art. She was silk.All Rights Reserved

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Mrs. Shuler (GirlxGirl) [COMPLETED] by callmeCRAZY8

(Teacherxstudent) It might have been the way her hand moved effortlessly across the canvas with every stroke she made, or the way her eyes would shine when speaking about her passion that she adored so much, or maybe it was her smile that seemed to captivate me every time. She was perfect in her own way, and I wish I could tell her how much happiness she brings into my life by being present. How all my worries and fears seem to drown away when she's near, or how a simple "hello" makes my day. The only thing stopping me from getting close to her is that diamond ring on her left hand, and how terrible of a person I feel every time I think about her in ways I'm not suppose to, and the fact that I couldn't bring her into my fucked up life. Oh, and because she's my art teacher. Mrs. Shuler, if only you knew how much I adore you.

HER (GirlxGirl) [Completed] by callmeCRAZY8

I thought she was the human form of fire; bright, and will burn you if you get too close. I didn't think she would do me any harm. How could something so mesmerizing cause so much destruction?

Letters and Emotions. by Redezicus

Each emotion and action are addressed as though they are living entities. it's a one sided conversation of what certain scenarios/emotions made me feel, act or behave in a certain way.

I want you. | Taylor Swift x Female Reader by lemongras8288

"So you're the new student", she said with a cold tone. Her tongue slid over her red lipstick, before she glanced down at me. Immediately I catched myself feeling submissive. "Uhm yeah Iam Y/N Y/L/N", I answered trying not to give in her blue eyes. They were so pretty. -------------------------------------- Y/N finally experiences the kind of love she's only ever dreamed of-the kind that pulls her from the darkness of an abusive past and into the arms of someone who seems to cherish her, protect her, and show her what real love is supposed to be. But is it truly love, or just another kind of cage? Is their tenderness genuine, or is it merely the mask of something far more possessive, far more consuming? As she falls deeper, she must ask herself: has she been saved, or has she only stepped into a different kind of trap? Teacher Taylor Swift X Reader the first one got deleted, so Iam writing a new story:) This story contains also Travis Kelce:)

A Poet's Secret by ookayooh

Being in love with your best friend isn't the ideal life situation but for Zora, it's her only life situation. Secretly harboring her feelings for her best friend, Sierra, Zora pours her emotions into her journal in the form of poetry. After years of keeping her attraction for her friend at bay and trying to deny her feelings by forcing herself to love a boy who unconditionally loves her, Zora's favorite emotional outlet becomes the cause of her life falling apart as the truth finally comes out. ***** It was happening again. It was dark, sunset, I waited for her to be done with volleyball practice 'because she was my ride'. Somehow we wandered from the gym to the football field and we were sitting at the very top of the bleachers staring at each other. Her dark hair mirrored the direction of the wind, the setting sun being replaced by the brightness of her smile. We were sitting so close I could feel her warmth. It was an unusual situation. Friends don't do this. We held eye contact for a long time before I couldn't take it anymore and just closed my eyes. It wasn't real, she was just my friend. Then, I felt her tuck a strand of my curly hair behind my ear. That with the chill of the night sent shivers down my spine and a swarm of butterflies attacked my stomach. I reopened my eyes. If she didn't want me, why did she look at me that way? I held her hand and I held it for so long because I didn't know if we'd have another moment like this. We talk and laugh and she tells me I'm pretty and I ask her if she'd just noticed that and we laugh again. I realize the feelings I felt in that moment were not just the intense feelings of attraction that I felt every time I was with her. Warmth flooded to my face and if it wasn't for my dark complexion, my blush would be noticeable. I look into her dark-colored eyes and I come to the conclusion that I'm royally fucked and I'm probably also in love.

Mrs.Diaz // lesbian story (g!p x girl) by born_confused76

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Unrequited by Chuchuchu1985

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Saved By Her (GxG)✅ by _amaarah_

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I ❤️ YOU TO THE MOON § BACK(being edited) by Alma90

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The Only Reason [DISCONTINUED] by dia_ras

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Mrs. Shuler (GirlxGirl) [COMPLETED]

(Teacherxstudent) It might have been the way her hand moved effortlessly across the canvas with every stroke she made, or the way her eyes would shine when speaking about her passion that she adored so much, or maybe it was her smile that seemed to captivate me every time. She was perfect in her own way, and I wish I could tell her how much happiness she brings into my life by being present. How all my worries and fears seem to drown away when she's near, or how a simple "hello" makes my day. The only thing stopping me from getting close to her is that diamond ring on her left hand, and how terrible of a person I feel every time I think about her in ways I'm not suppose to, and the fact that I couldn't bring her into my fucked up life. Oh, and because she's my art teacher. Mrs. Shuler, if only you knew how much I adore you.