Cristal S.

Joined February 2025

83 stories

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I've noticed that when I follow the path I enjoy most, I often end up swimming upstream. So here I am, right in the middle of it – writing about it all and more. ♡

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Something Borrowed
Hey, everybody! For those of you who don... ah, who are we kidding? Who here doesn’t know me? Geez, Mom! The stink eye already? I remember – short and sweet!
By Cristal S.about 7 hours ago in Fiction
An Inch of Truth
I feel my heart pounding in my ears, in my throat, even behind my eyeballs, as I sit at the police station, waiting for someone to take my statement.
By Cristal S.12 days ago in Fiction
Fog-laden
* lugubriousness abominatiously elegiacal * * Author's notes: Fingers crossed that "abominatiously" won’t get me thrown into the sin bin or blacklisted… 😬 I know it’s not technically a word, but it sounds word-y enough to my brain. 🙃
By Cristal S.18 days ago in Poets
Two-Dimensional
frail silhouette doll two-dimensional body lies midst junipers
By Cristal S.20 days ago in Poets
Morning Person
Have you ever walked by a bakery on your way to work and the mouthwatering scent of butter and cinnamon filled your nostrils? And then, as if that alone isn’t enough, a whiff of coffee creeps in as well. Ahh...
By Cristal S.20 days ago in Humans
180 Seconds
Heart thumps, bladder shrinks. Three long minutes—thump-thump-thump. Two stripes. Thump. Thump. Thump.
By Cristal S.23 days ago in Poets
Framed
"Girl, I know you’re a little extra sometimes, but when did you get this done?" Nara asked, walking into the kitchen where I was elbow-deep in a cardboard box, looking for some cutlery.
By Cristal S.26 days ago in Fiction
mirage
long linen dress embraces each and every curve wrinkled on the hips thin horizontal line of sweat seeping through
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Poets
Be
Sit or lie down. Settle in. Take a few deep breaths. Feel the rise and fall of your chest. Turn your senses inward. Be with yourself. Only you.
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Poets
Healing Is a Piece of Cake. Top Story - February 2026.
Without ever noticing it at the time, I realised that after the years, I’d turned into a version of him. I’d started speaking like him, moving like him, eating like him, acting like him—and now that I think about it—looking like him.
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Humans
Craft Over Catharsis. Honorable Mention in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge.
Okayyy, craft over catharsis, craft over catharsis.... What do they mean by that? Why don't I get it? Is it a language thing... is that why I have such a hard time understanding this challenge? Or am I just stupid? A fraudster? A swindler? What word am I looking for?
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Fiction
Dust
Dust heavy on the shelves, my heart all the same, though I’d really want, there’s no one else to blame for the fate I carry
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Poets