Cerulean Stories

⚓⚓⚓⚓ It's a given that my list of things that didn't go my way would grow. It was like a child, really; messy, always in my ears, and constantly getting too big to ignore. What did I know about proper parenting, though? Being alone in a big empty house since the age of ten made it hard to see what good parents looked like. I could only assume good parents didn't disappear, or let themselves be dragged off to an unnamed hospital as their son is forgotten and left behind. That seemed just a little sketchy. Despite my parents leaving me in poverty at such a young age, they always fascinated me. Like immortals that I couldn't put a face to, but heard about often, or at least remembered. I don't know what pushed me to take the first step out the door of my safe haven house, but eventually I found myself planning to go around the world. The hope was to meet these immortals--find out what happened to them. In theory, perhaps, but not in practice. You see, I'd been living under a rock for a good six annums. Actually, they were pretty bad, but that's not the point. As it turns out, a majority of the world is at the mercy of a growing organisation called the Cult, and naturally I should fall into their point of interest. Nothing is ever easy. Magic is only fun when you have it for yourself. And it's all so much worse when you have no friends and no special skills other than reading like words are necessary substance. The plan was to find something to better my situation. What actually happened was quite the opposite. Apparently everyday is a good day to Imperialize the Cult. My name is Cerulean. My situation has made me just a little bit blue--pun intended. ⚓⚓⚓⚓ A much shorter story, hopefully with a sequel, but a story nonetheless. Enjoy! ~Cover by Me~

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

𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗇 & 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺.

Although we look at different skies I will do everything to see yours

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❞

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.

Things I'd never let anyone else read except you.

Eh.. Just what life would be like if certain characters were real DISCLAIMER; I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS ASIDE FROM KARI, SAND, AND CHOPSTICKS (sounds weird if you haven't read the book)

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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.

Devin Steele, the son of the founder and CEO of the largest multi-faction company in the country, has moved all the way across the country to study at a prestigious high school - Poseidon High School. With his father’s reputation, all the girls fall at his feet. Gold diggers, and thirsty women gather around his bad boy persona in hopes of a small taste of what it’d be like to date the hottest guy in school. However, feeling all high and mighty, he doesn’t even glance twice at these girls, and when he does, he only sleeps with them once — leaving a trail of helpless rich girls wanting more. Poseidon is home to the world’s richest and most prestigious sons and daughters of the top 1%. In the mix of all the money, there’s Caerulean Salazar. Caerulean Salazar is the adopted daughter of the founder and CEO of the largest instrument company on the planet. She was born blind. Her biological parents thought she was a curse and left her in the hospital. Growing up, she learned to play many instruments and excelled her early studies in academics, leaving time for composing music and learning to sing many different styles. Being blind was never a disability for her, but all the more reason to keep going. He’s the bad boy every girl wants; she’s the picture of innocence. And slowly, ever so slowly, she begins to change his world without him even noticing. Read to find out all the intricate details you just won’t get from a description.

Ft. Vesper Iratus - Cerulean blooded mutant, land-dweller. Catryn Ramoss - Teal blood, land-dweller. Xephir Aeqour - Violet blood, land/sea-dweller. Krysta Typhon - Fuchsia blood, sea-dweller. Possible ships, that might happen just have to read and find out: Vesper X Catryn <3< / <3 Catryn X Krysta <> / <3 Xephir X Vesper <3< / <3 / <> / c3< Xephir X Krysta <> / <3 I shall update every weekend, either Saturday, or Sunday.

{Final Fantasy IV x Pokémon crossover} Contest entry

Cerulean is a very special colour to me. Cerulean fulfilled me. But it also ruined me.