L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!

Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz

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50 shades of sh...
bad twilight fan fic He's abusive, but he's rich 🤷‍♀️ I didn't watch it +
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
Room of Unforgiveness. Content Warning.
Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over everything. It might've been cold. I hardly noticed. The heat of my rage, and the frozen lump of ice behind my ribs that should have been pounding, were uncomfy bedfellows.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
My Birthday
The best birthdays are on Saturdays, and the best Saturdays are birthdays. The sun wakes you up, and the first thing you know is It's my birthday. I'm eight. Today is my party.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Half-Baked Theory
There was just something about the way he trundled into the freezer, pulling that cool-box behind him like carry-on luggage.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
First Lines
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. There was only one rule: don’t open the door. There was only one rule: don’t open the door.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Writers
My Baby. Content Warning.
Everytime I see that heavy belly I want to punch something. Break something. Roy and I tried for years. One by one, our friends shared their happy news. We couldn't avoid them. Social media meant that we saw them even when we didn't see them. It felt like every month brought another announcement.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Something Bugging You?
He scratched at his scalp with dirty fingernails, grinning a yellow grin. I've no idea where he came from, whether he is homeless, or unhoused, or nomadic, or or or... and we aren't meant to judge. We breathe through our mouths, and offer what help we can.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Recent Contacts. Content Warning.
I'm not a slut, ok? Until recently, I'd only had one sexual partner. I was with Ellis for six years. Summer is the best time to break up. If you're in your early twenties, anyway. I had one slutty summer, alright?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Coffee Cake
I love coffee cake. You can absolutely make this one without a stand mixer, but I massively prefer using it, so I've written this with that in mind.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Feast
Dream Milk
The very famous writer descended the groaning wooden steps to his basement. He was wealthy enough that he could've had a sleek new staircase fitted ten times over, and not noticed the cost. He felt the ominous squeaking really lent to the ambience, though.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Whistleblower
Once upon a time, very recently actually, a writer got an idea for a silly story. Being of a rather snobbish frame of mind that day, she decided not to write it.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Sandman
He steps slowly, firmly. Bringing the cold dust of dreams on the pads of his paws, his magic beans. He circles, and settles, and something settles with him. Is it the drifting scent of starlight on his whiskers?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction