Shelby Larsen

Joined November 2021

67 stories

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Spinner of Fractured Fairy Tales

Drawn to justice, buried truths, and the silence between the lines

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Tinderella's Awakening
I braced myself for the incoming door slam, but I still flinched, gripping the couch cushion tightly. Every. Time. Vivian dropped her coat and purse in the entryway, kicking off her shoes.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Basement: Reimagined
Drops of water hit the pages of my book. Choosing to ignore them, I continued rereading the same paragraph I had been working on for the last hour. I found myself brushing my long golden hair back behind my shoulders. The bare lightbulb swung slightly, shifting shadows in the basement.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Fiction
Adult Hobbies are (Still) Hard
A few years back, I wrote an article called “Adult Hobbies Are Hard”. It was all about the struggle to find something fun to do as a grown-up—something that’s not too expensive, doesn’t take up all your free time, and actually keeps your interest for more than a week. Spoiler: it’s harder than it sounds.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Motivation
Why I'm Mad at You. Content Warning.
I. More Than Politics—A Question of Values The morning after the election, I stared blankly at the news updates on my phone: Donald J. Trump would be the next President of the United States. I didn't just feel disappointment, I felt fear, anger, and disbelief.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in The Swamp
Mischief behind the Door
There was only one rule: don't open the door. My new roommate didn’t elaborate, and I didn’t press the issue. He was weird enough, and I just needed a room for the next 6 months while I finished my degree.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Horror
Beneath the Boards
There was only one rule: don't open the door. So what did I do as soon as my new boss left? I opened the door. I was drawn to it, like I had no choice.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Horror
Cradled in Comfort
Enveloped by soft clean sheets, a warm furry body snuggled in the crook of my elbow, a paw tickling my nose The sweet sting of mint lingers on my tongue
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Poets
28 Years, 28 Lessons
Another trip around the sun has passed, and I can't help but think about the major life changes I've gone through recently. I like to think that I've come through those changes stronger, smarter, and happier.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Motivation
Crushing Silence. Content Warning.
Stay absolutely fucking still Ignore the crushing weight, the dulling pain Leave your body behind, just for a while Even after the tears and begging, he didn't stop
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Poets
Fading Soulmate
Happy wedding season! Just perfect. Dresses, parties, drinks, rings, soulmates. Where's mine? Seven years dissolved. Our date - just came and went.
By Shelby Larsen2 years ago in Poets
Diary from Your Fat Friend. Top Story - June 2024. Content Warning.
You stand in your closet, turning from side to side, sucking in your "stomach." I watch from my perch on your bed. We both stare at your reflection in the mirror, and I dread the question I know is coming.
By Shelby Larsen2 years ago in Viva
9 Reasons my Dog wouldn't Survive in the Wild
I'm sure I'm not alone in watching a few too many dog videos on TikTok or Instagram. When I think about the fact that our dogs today descended from wolves, I can't help but laugh. Even my dog, who has herding in his DNA isn't exactly built to live his life outside.
By Shelby Larsen2 years ago in Petlife