Cerulean Stories

ce·ru·le·an /səˈro͞olēən/ adjective 1. deep blue in color like a clear sky ❝his cerulean eyes were the ones i fell in love with❞

I unlocked the chain on the door on the balloon once we landed. He stepped out and looked at me. He memorised my every feature as if his life depended on it, and I did the same to him. I made sure to remember the little scar on his nose and the wrinkle in his forehead. I knew the freckle on his neck and the swift auburn of his hair. I didn’t know if he was single, as he didn’t know if I was. I wasn’t even sure if his name was really Sebastian. I did know that I would never forget today. ϟ Michelle Heights is a seventeen-year-old hot air balloonist. She had been fascinated by the colours and sights since she was little and has been working at Blue Skies Balloons’ since she was fifteen. But after an encounter with a stranger one thousand feet above the ground, Michelle is not so sure about what she’s always known. And when she meets that stranger again, will he remember her? - And will she be disappointed if he does? [cover by @taceturnity]

"Unfortunately, the real world isn't the same as a fairy tale." -Blake Belladonna, Team RWBY A decade before Team RWBY stepped through the halls of Beacon, before Cinder plotted her ascent, before the Fall Maiden fell, Remnant faced a different, more common sort of problem: overpopulation. Driven by the need to expand, the headmasters of the four kingdom academies are sending more and more experienced hunters to search for a solution in secret. The leaders of the kingdoms place their hope for progress in an elaborate plan called Project GALE. Celsius Terra is one of the few females in the male-dominated Beacon Academy. She lived with her family separated from the city, and her skill comes from talent and self-discipline. At Beacon, it seems she has the most to learn. Celsius is thrust into a team CRLN, a group of strong and sometimes conflicting personalities and shoved into the world of Beacon politics. To make matters worse, as increasing numbers of hunters and huntresses disappear, Academy students are expected to pick up high-level missions and assignments. Team CRLN, as a first-year team, is exempt from many of these, until by a strange turn of events and Professor Ozpin's confusing logic, they are shoved into a mission that happens to be the very reason hunters are disappearing in the first place- Codename: Project GALE.

In the enchanted world of Aetherial Arcanum, our tale unfolds. This mystical world, teeming with enigmas and boundless potential, beckons adventurers to explore its depths. Join Cerulean Aiolos in his journey to unravel the secrets that lie hidden and delve into the mesmerising depth of Aetherial Arcanum.

Poetry of blue

𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗇 & 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺.

THE TRUTH ABOUT CERULEAN - ♡ in which a girl writes poetic proses and short stories to relieve herself of her blues, woes, worries, and self-preservation. ~ "You remind me so much of the color cerulean," he murmured as he continued to carress his fingers against soft skin, like a paint brush on canvas--like a cloud taped to sky. There was a minute of silence before the girl could directly look into his eyes--the intensity of feelings much stronger than what had happened minutes ago. "Why so?" "You are the peace and tranquility I need in this world of lacking of it." ~ All Rights Reserved 2020 written by crynge

A selection of quotes that is updated every Friday with a new theme for you to enjoy. Selected by ceruleanthoughts, the author of the A Closed Society series.

Evelyn Green was never a normal teenager. Well teenagers are never normal she always thought to herself. But she never knew she was weirdest of them all. Ever since she was a child she would get these dreams of another world. At first they were just flashes, nothing in specific. But as Evelyn grew, her dreams would become more elaborate. It was only when she was 16 did she realise that they were all about the same person. Selena. A person she had never met or seen in her life. So who was she? Why did Evelyn dream about her almost every night?

a collection of random poems.

Please take care of him, his fate is in your hands, I believe in you, Reader. Would you choose to save the life of one, at the cost of many? Or the life of many, at the cost of one? Beneath the cerulean light, a despicable plot to rule over the fallen god has begun. The forthcoming is inevitable, radiance will guide him to his destiny, yet, it flickers. The truth shall be revealed the moment the savior's story comes to an end. Will he suffer despair as he departs? Or will he stay to save the world he now walks. It is not my decision to make.

❛ Би үнэхээр ойлгохгүй байна. Бүхнийг шинээр эхэлж чаддаг хүмүүсийг... ❜ [ONESHOT]

I've decided to make a fanfics about my oc(s) going to jade mountain academy while the event of arc 2 is happening

and some cannon speculation sprinkled in

{Final Fantasy IV x Pokémon crossover} Contest entry

Imagine being given the gift of sight; the ability to peer into the world beyond, where the souls of the dead walk. Lingering in the very place you live, roaming amongst the streets of your hometown...Shades of a time long past and only you can see them. Such is the life of Anima, a young woman belonging to a race known as the Seers. She is literally one of a kind, being the last of the ones who can speak with the deceased. Though her kind was eliminated one by one and forced her to hiding, she continues to use her gift. Not only can she see the souls of the dearly departed, but she can view their complete memories; visions of the past. With journal in hand, she records all that she encounters, hoping the past will aid her in her present struggles. Follow Anima as she witnesses the memories of a free-spirited wolf demon, a tempermental demon king, a noble knight, a gentle young girl, an unfortunate author, a murderous thief, and more. ---- Collection of stories for a Crayola Colors 100 Themes challenge. Each chapter corrosponds with a theme on the list.