Cristal S.

Joined February 2025

81 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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sweat and gin
lips bent in borrowed happiness all caution thrown in the wind oblivious, delirious amid the mess the layers between bodies thinned
By Cristal S.about a month ago in Poets
For the Needs of the Business. Runner-Up in Public Announcement Challenge.
‼️‼️‼️ Notice, all employees! ‼️‼️‼️ It has come to our attention that the administration of the department has experienced gross neglect
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Poets
For the Next Girl. Winner in Instructions Included Challenge. Top Story - January 2026.
Hey, Next Girl, I’m Holly. You and I will probably never meet, but for some reason life has brought you here – to Walter’s broom closet. I know when I started working here, I could’ve done with some instructions... anything at all.
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Fiction
Liar
My soul was hard for you to hold. Too hard. Too heavy, uncomfortable, not made for likes. You dumped it,
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Poets
The Picture of Vova
Realization hit Putin like a fist in the face. "Basil, you son of a bitch! I want my money back! You promised me immortality!" Putin yelled, pointing at the painting – his own head lying on the ground beside him.
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Fiction
Game Over
“Are the results in?” “We’ve analysed the data, and I believe the results are quite conclusive.” “And?” “They’re cleaner than I expected.”
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Fiction
Peas in a Pod. Top Story - December 2025.
"Hello?" "Finally! Where the fuck have you been? It’s the fifth time I’ve called!" "I’m a very busy man. I had things to do."
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Fiction
Heatwave
steaming sip of glögg flows throughout my frosted flesh— midwinter heatwave.
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Poets
Woolen Patterns
❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ Nothing quite like it— granny's love woven into knitted pairs of warmth. ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆
By Cristal S.2 months ago in Poets
Embers
She used to speak with the trees and flowers in bloom. She danced through the fields and never even knew there’s evil in the world,
By Cristal S.3 months ago in Poets
Rooted in Rye
My roots are deep in black Baltic soil and over time they've spread out wide. My roots are sisters with the ones on the pines
By Cristal S.3 months ago in Poets
If Only. Honorable Mention in Villanelle of Regret Challenge. Content Warning.
To rid my heart of the jagged, throbbing crack, I should’ve looked away, should’ve never said hello. If only I could, I'd take the 'hi' back.
By Cristal S.3 months ago in Poets