SHAYAN

Joined June 2025

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"Letters to the Dead"
Letters to the Dead I found the box on the top shelf of Nana’s closet, tucked behind a folded quilt and a stack of old sheet music. The cardboard was soft with age, the edges frayed like something that had been waiting too long to be found.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Chapters
“Books That Smell Like Home
Books That Smell Like Home: My Family’s Reading Legacy If you were to walk into my childhood home and follow the scent of paper and wood polish, you'd find yourself in the small corner room my family lovingly called "the library." It wasn't much—a single bookcase that sagged in the middle from age, a reading chair with one broken leg propped up by a thick biography of Abraham Lincoln, and sunlight that streamed through gauzy curtains in the late afternoons. But for me, that room was a cathedral. And the books it held? Sacred relics passed down from hands that held more wisdom than I could yet understand.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in BookClub
A Night to Last a Lifetime
A Night to Last a Lifetime Samantha had never believed in fate—at least, not until that night. It was a chilly autumn evening when everything changed. The kind of night where the sky hangs heavy with the weight of unsaid words and unresolved tensions. She had been restless all day, her heart pounding with an anxious rhythm that she couldn’t explain. Maybe it was the way the leaves whispered outside her window or the low hum of the city, but something deep inside told her this night would be unlike any other.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Men
The Imaginary Friend No One Believed
The Imaginary Friend No One Believed From the moment Sarah could talk, she told stories about her best friend, Milo. He was a tall boy with wild, tangled hair, eyes the color of storm clouds, and a smile that never quite reached his eyes. Milo lived in the shadows of Sarah’s room, only appearing when the lights were off or when no one else was around.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Fiction
"My Father Was a Mapmaker of Lost Places" (Genre: Mythic Fiction)
My Father Was a Mapmaker of Lost Places By [SHAYAN] My father never mapped the world as it was. He mapped the world as it could have been.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Chapters
"The One Day I Forgot to Be Sad"
The One Day I Forgot to Be Sad By [shayan] I don’t remember the exact date. I wish I did. I wish I had taken a photo or written it down — marked it on a calendar with a red circle and a word like “magic” or “miracle.” But there was no warning, no neon sign that said “Today Will Be Different.” It just... was.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in BookClub
“Ghosts in the Wi-Fi”
Ghosts in the Wi-Fi When the town of Elmridge upgraded to fiber-optic internet, no one expected hauntings to come with the package. But something about the new, ultra-fast connection stirred up things that should have stayed buried. It started small, like all horrors do—little glitches, flickers in the screen, static in calls, buffering at 3 a.m. But soon, it wasn’t just technology acting up. It was the feeling that someone—or something—was watching through the devices themselves.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Gamers
"The Retro Game Collector’s Curse"
The Retro Game Collector’s Curse Elliot never believed in curses. As a lifelong retro game collector, he trusted only two things: the authentic thrill of hunting for vintage cartridges and the nostalgic joy of firing up a dusty old console. His apartment was a shrine to the 80s and 90s—shelves lined with game boxes, pixelated posters taped to the walls, and even a vintage arcade machine humming quietly in the corner.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Gamers
"My First Day at the Galactic Office"
My First Day at the Galactic Office If you had told me yesterday that today I’d be navigating the bureaucracy of a galactic government staffed by creatures that look like they crawled out of a fever dream, I would have laughed in your face. Yet, here I am — a nervous Earthling in an ill-fitting uniform, standing in a corridor that seems to stretch forever, surrounded by beings who make no attempt to hide their amusement at my human awkwardness.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in BookClub
“My Most Embarrassing Zoom Meeting Moments”
My Most Embarrassing Zoom Meeting Moments If there’s one thing the pandemic taught me, it’s that working from home isn’t all pajamas and coffee breaks. Nope, it’s also a comedy of errors, mishaps, and moments that make you want to crawl under your desk—or at least hit “Leave Meeting” faster than you can say “Can everyone see my screen?” Over the past couple of years, I’ve accumulated a treasure trove of embarrassing Zoom meeting moments that are, frankly, too good not to share. So buckle up, because this virtual rollercoaster is about to begin.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Men
“Voiceless”
Voiceless By [shayan] They say the silence started a generation ago. No one remembers how or why, only that one day, the town of Hollowrest fell still. Conversations faded into nods and gestures. Laughter dried in throats. Arguments vanished without the sting of spoken words. And soon, silence wasn't strange anymore—it was tradition.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Fiction
"When Memories Leak"
When Memories Leak In the year 2084, memories were the new currency. Forget buying art or stocks—people traded experiences, emotions, and moments. Thanks to NeuroSync technology, memories could be recorded, downloaded, and even sold. The market thrived on nostalgia and sensation: a day at the beach from a stranger’s childhood, the thrill of a first kiss, or the pain of loss so vivid it left the consumer breathless.
By SHAYAN6 months ago in Earth