Synesthesia Stories

In the brutalist concrete corners of the university library, two worlds collide: one that sees too much, and one that sees in shades of gray. Marcelline Keilah Benitez lives in a world of "chromesthesia," where every laugh has a flavor and every song is a brushstroke of neon light. To the outside world, she is the BS Psychology department's "human sunshine"-loud, cheerful, and seemingly untouched by the quiet fractures of her broken home. Isamu Hael Alvarico, a nonchalant BS Political Science major, exists in the "Slate." Born with Achromatopsia, his world is a silent film of textures and shadows. He doesn't need color to navigate his life; he values the stability of facts, the protection of his younger sister, and the peace of his monochrome sanctuary. As they grow closer, the "Sunlight" and the "Slate" begin to bleed into one another. Marcelline's cheerfulness is put to the test as the tension with her mother worsens, revealing that her "loud" personality is often a shield against the silence of a house that feels empty. Meanwhile, Isamu's stoic shell begins to crack as he realizes that being "nonchalant" isn't the same as being okay.

Taehyung has synesthesia, a condition where one sense is paired with another, such as hearing a sound for a shape or seeing a color for a word. Despite his colorful world, he can still see Yoongi, a boy who can only see in shades of grey. Started: Around January 21, 2022 Ended: October 3, 2022 [Written in verse]

When the whole world is silent, even one voice becomes powerful. - Malala Yousafzai We share our emotions through art. Through writing, painting, and composing. In a world where no one shares their inner music anymore, some begin to lose themselves and become Muted. When Solveig's brother becomes one of them, she refuses to accept his silence. To save him, she must find not only his lost voice, but her own and discover that even in the quietest world, a single voice can awaken many. Prompt 36: You're told to choose a weapon before battle, but when you approach the table, the only options laid out are musical instruments.

A boy meets a boy in journey of searching something he had lost a long time ago.

I've been searching for other people here on Wattpad who have this condition called synesthesia. If you don't know what it is, read to find out, and you may be surprised if you are to find that you have it. If you do, join me in the comments to discuss how our worlds differ :D

color, light, sound and taste they are sturdy and tangible and a language they know how to speak m.yg, p.jm jesusetc 2017

Roberto Venturi is a lonely creator who turns music into vivid inner worlds. It's the only thing keeping him alive after losing his job and the person he loved. When Haruki Turner - the second biggest creator on the planet - shows up in his life, Roberto is dragged into a conflict far beyond social media. Their enemy is Black Nure, a global icon worshipped as a living goddess by her two billion followers. She's hunting the Danish Venus, a mythical being said to heal any psychological wound with a single kiss. But Black Nure isn't the only power watching him. Haoran - one of her most devoted followers - has been chosen to observe Roberto's evolution from the shadows, a silent witness whose role will grow far beyond what anyone expects. If Black Nure finds the Danish Venus first, she may become a true deity, and humanity's freedom could end forever. Roberto must face a cosmic threat... and the shadows inside himself, as the line between myth and reality begins to break.

Pearl is given the night, a garden, and an Eternity to see it through. "At the end of everything, hold on to anything."

Just my poems, mostly based on my life and experiences. The themes change depending on my mood. Constructive criticism is welcome. These are some of the first poems I've written. Most are very short.

The story of a new friendship and overcoming the grief or loss. Hazel Shoalie is just an average person until a horrible accident gives her synesthesia. The ability to see sounds. In colours.

"-I see things when I hear things. No one understands." -In which, he tries to escape by writing music, but can't escape from everything by himself- -syn.es.the.sia [ˌsinəsˈTHēZHə] NOUN the production of a sense impression relating to one sense or part of the body by stimulation of another sense or part of the body. #479 in Teen Fiction *Highest Ranking* #1 in Soonyoung Fictions *Highest Ranking*

In a world of engineered serenity, Kai's illicit senses reveal a horrifying conspiracy that could rewire humanity's very soul-if the Grid doesn't silence him first.

a collection of short stories, poems, flash fiction, and more. *cover art drawn by me*

Singing, it's the only way you know how to relieve stress. Going to your favourite karaoke spot after school was more of a reflex at this point. Knowing all the staff they give you the usual room on the deserted top floor. But today that floor is not so barren. ------- this is more of a wholesome story for when you are feeling a bit down, or needing the feeling of home :)

Funny quotes from Sherlock (Or made up) and stuff a synesthete would say that's not normal, that I myself have been caught saying. And much, much more! Written by moi, Kitsune. ^^

A collection of short stories describing my emotional state as fictional stories, sort of. Similar to Synesthesia

Millie Castillo has a rare condition. All her life, she has been prodded and vulnerable. People use her, laugh at her, trip her, and abuse her. Her parents say she's a mistake. She is unwanted all because of her so-called "disorder". "I taste the color blue, mom." After eating a bowl of spaghetti. "The O is the prettiest magenta I've ever seen." Synesthesia. The reason why she is tormented everyday. She senses colors others cannot. Shapes, paint blobs, splashes of colors is what she sees every time she touches, tastes, sees, hears something. They said that love can cure anything. They say that with love, anyone can accomplish anything. Because Millie is a mistake, a diseased human being, a girl that has never experienced what real love is, she is a girl that can never be cured. Love is dirty, empty. Everything that is involved in love is black. Pointless. A never ending cycle of hardships and broken hearts. Until, one day, love becomes a sunshine yellow. Suddenly, when a bottomless pit of black darkness turns into a field flooded with sunflowers, light, happiness, that's when you find yourself wondering, "Who turned on the lights?" Love was orange, Love was green, An unavoidable feeling machine. I trusted hard, I fell so deep, "Never again," will I speak. But now my love has lacked, My heart that is being attacked For now all that I see, Is pure black inside of me. © All Rights Reserved 2016 CAROLINE W. (@drippy-rainbow)

A modern day love story between Eudora, a flowy and kind girl in love with the idea of love and romance, and Ben Solo. Ben is a librarian in a book store who is ironically averted to speaking with strangers after losing a loved one. Eudora is an environmental researcher looking for something to photograph, and is in the pursuit to find comfort in being herself. After a rough bump-in with the reclusive yet starkly handsome librarian of her favorite store, she works up the nerve to talk to him. They both immediately feel a fiery but soft pull of tension between the two of them. Maybe that's why he passed out....

a poem about the other half of me