Chapter 9 of Demolition Lovers will be posted tomorrow
if i don't die first
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Chapter 9 of Demolition Lovers will be posted tomorrow
if i don't die first
siriogold replied to your post “Something wonderful happened five minutes ago. I finished Demolition...”
oh darling! I haven't forgotten about you and your writing! I'll try to beta it by the end of the week! sorry for this looooong delay :(
OOOOH SIRIO! don't worry my darling! i have to send you the final version of the chapters i sent you before :) they didn't suffered too many changes; and get ready for chapter 10, it's long as hell and it's a killer one!
Some facts about Demolition Lovers that you might ignore if you don't follow the fic but if you follow it you might like them or even kill me.
The last chapter is now at 3.953 words and it's unfinished.
You will want to kill me
You will actually kill me
I had to rewatch yesterday the pilot to be as canon as I could and yeah, you will want to kill me.
That's everything.
siriogold prompted: Professor!AU She has a soft spot for Scotland and she finds out he’s Scottish. Excited, she interrupts his class to ask him out (well not quite specifying that the scottish thing is the reason). General astonishment.
Belle sat on one of the student tables, with her big brown, practical bag behind her. Once again Noah hadn't noticed when she had slipped into his lecture. Not that he minded of course.
"I read your bio," she said and crossed her legs, as he came up the stairs of the lecture room. "I've always had a sweet spot for scotish men."
"Oh, really?" He chuckled.
"If you think of this as a chess game, you’re the king, and I am the Queen. I am your protector, far from what you think. Remember this, Lacey. If the king dies, the game is over.”
yup yup. the final chapter of demolition lovers is going to be awfully awesome. trust me.
siriogold prompted: Professor!AU: She insists that Gold go with her on a class’s trip. He tries… really tries to be stuck with his initial NO! oh well, I guess a (cheek) kiss is a powerful thing. sorry no kiss yet but I came up with another twist that might inspire something more
Smiling brightly, Belle entered his office, carrying a little tray with tea in a porcelain cup and a cup cake in both hands.
"I've brought you your favorite tea," she said cheerful. "Can you smell the oranges?"
He closed the folder of papers he had been grading and leaned back in his chair. "I smell bribery."
"Professor Lukas has the flu." Belle put the tray on the desk.
"I know." That was why he didn't trust the tea. He crossed his arms. She could stare at him all day, he wouldn't bend on this!
She sighed and nibbled on her bottom lip. "I really need your help."
siriogold prompted: Prof!AU Belle is running up the school stairs because she’s late from her lesson. She falls and bumps her knee on a step. Gold can’t do anything but help her. Of course… unconfortable about her proximity.
His heart raced. An aftermath of seeing her fall down the first three steps of the stairs. Luckily she had caught the railing and could prevent the worst. Now she was sitting on the stairs, breathing shakily.
He rushed up to her as fast as his leg allowed.
"My tights are ruined!" Belle whined.
"Is that really your priority here?" Slowly, Gold lowered himself until he sat on the step below her.
"I don't have a spare pair."
He chuckled. She was okay. Thanks so much, she was okay. Still he needed more assurance.
"Let me check your leg, please?" he asked.
"You're making such a fuss about me," Belle sighed but stretched out her leg so he could examine her ankle with both hands.
He couldn't feel anything broken and she could bent her ankle. They've never been this close to each other. He hadn't realized how good she smelled before. Like tea and oranges.
"You should be okay," he said eventually.
She smiled. "You have great hands, you know that?"
L, S :3
L - (e)LIZ(abeth). YOU MY PRECIOUS SNOWFLAKE.
S - SERENA, SERRI AND SIRIO. MY THREE ITALIAN LADIES.
ILY SOOO MUCH <33333