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@amabelladufour
lone-wolfben:
Ben sighed through his nose, doing his best to keep himself calm. He kept reassuring himself it wasn’t the end of the world and realistically, he could always find a different spot… and if it was any other day, at a time where he didn’t feel as shitty as the lack of a shift made him feel, maybe it would have worked. “I don’t know what a chou is,” he said, crossing his arms and keeping his feet planted firmly in the sand. “And I don’t care.” Ben raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I’ve seen a woman’s leg before, yours looks just the same as the others,” he said. Then he set his beer down in the sand, making sure it wasn’t in any danger of falling over, and stood back up. Once more blocking the sun, he reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the ground beside him, revealing his well toned figure. “And now you can enjoy your view,” he told her. “Because it won’t be the sun. It’s not smart taking a werewolf’s territory.”
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It was quite amusing to watch him try to control his anger and frustration. It was truly a shame, but Amabella had wanted this spot. She was terribly selfish and bratty that she would not give up on what she wanted. It was all hers for the taking. Her laugh was so terribly light, certainly the courtier one she learned as a human. Chou translated to cabbage in English, though sharing the translation would surely confuse him. The pet name was not so common in English as it was in French. “Bien sûr, vous ne comprenez pas ce que c'est. Je ne m'attendais pas à ce que vous parliez une autre langue que l'anglais. Quel dommage.” Amabella spoke, though she expected him not to understand. Now he had insulted her. The smile dropped so quickly and Amabella glared. She was so terribly vain, so to compare her to other meaningless women was surely an insult. She was better than all others! Amabella Dufour was beauty personified! “Mine look nothing like others.” She snarled back and crossed her arms. How dare he! While he was insolent and insulting, his body certainly was nice to look at. He’d look lovely kneeling before her. Perhaps even better if he were bleeding. “My view would increase if you were kneeling and bleeding.” Amabella smirked at him. Ah, a pup then. She knew the lunar calendar enough to know that a full moon was either tonight or tomorrow. Such primitive creatures to be controlled by the moon like this. Her blood lust didn’t control her, she controlled it. “I could snap your limbs like twigs, pup.” Amabella sighed like he was no more than a mosquito. Or she could have snapped his limbs if her abilities hadn’t been shut down by the school.
Barbara Palvin for Numero Russia No. 63 (📸 Evgeny Konasov)
wicked-witchalaina:
Alaina looked the girl up and down, studying and doing her best to apply the somewhat limited knowledge of supers she had previously to this interaction. She just shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. I don’t think a lot of us tell people. If I could show, I would. I like making little tricks to show people when I meet them. Humans like it, too.” She looked the other girl over again. “It’s hard to tell.” Alaina moved on then and looked around at the rest of the island, trying to decipher where to go next. “Where’s the best beach to go to?” she asked, with a faraway smile. “I haven’t been to a beach in a long time. I want to feel sand under my feet. Is it nice, to have it every day?”
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Amabella knew there was nothing she could do to show her true nature. Due to her powers being bound her fangs no longer sprang up, nor did her face contort with dark veins coming up and her eyes turning black. Her speed, strength and compulsion was gone as well. She was utterly, and disgustingly human. Her looks, while gorgeous and stunning, did not betray her as a vampire simply from looks alone. “None of us betray our nature on looks alone.” Amabella gave it to her, though she pursed her lips in thought. If there was a trick the other could show to reveal her true self, perhaps she was magical. “Are you a witch, ma biquette?” Ah, the beach! Amabella may not be able to burn or tan, yet she adored stretching out on the beaches. “The best are private, but there certainly some public ones that can live up to high standards.” Amabella did not frequent the ones she deemed below her.
Barbara Palvin at the Bulgari SS22 Accessories Collection Event during Milan Fashion Week | 24th September (📸 Daniele Venturelli/Getty Images for Bulgari)
Barbara Palvin for L’Officiel Italia | Summer 2021 (📸 Ricardo Gomes)
lone-wolfben:
Full Moon Frustration || Amabella&Ben
To help keep himself distracted from being unable to shift during the full moon, Ben learned quick that he needed to figure out how to keep his mind occupied. He had some headphones, a book, and a spot on the beach to hopefully keep himself calm with the impeding night ahead. He never understood people that meditated, but he was going to have to figure it out quick. The werewolf had neatly set everything down in a spot where he would get some sun in the early afternoon, but it would turn to a comfortable shade by the time the evening started to go around. He had left it aside for the moment to go and grab a drink from the beach bar, except when he returned, there was a girl in his spot, the one he had been aiming for all morning. Under normal circumstances, he would have politely asked if they could share or something - but this wasn’t normal circumstances, and his fuse was much shorter. “Excuse me,” he began, standing in her line of sun, with a tight smile on his face. “I’ve set up all my stuff here. Right there–” He gestured, to his backpack and book. “And I have been looking forward to this spot all morning, and I would like it back.” @amabelladufour
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Though she had private land with Zaki, Amabella sometimes liked coming to the public beaches to sun bathe (though her skin would never change from its dead alabaster shade) and more importantly to soak up the attention. At home she certainly got all the attention from Zaki marveling her exposed body. But, oh, how Amabella so enjoyed teasing those with what they could not have! Staring at her exposed body would be gift enough for them, though she would not allow them to touch. As she arrived, her favorite spot had someone’s items already there. No matter. Amabella Dufour did not share, not did she respect the saving of one’s spot with items. She wanted it and therefore she would have it. She was such a selfish brat to think like that. Amabella set her own stuff down and spread out on the lounger. The sun warmed her forever frozen skin so lovely and she could feel the lingering glances of others. Just what she wanted. Then, her sun was blocked. Peaking over her designer shades, Amabella gave a pitying frown. “Life is disappointing, mon petit chou.” She purred. “You are blocking my sun. This spot is mine, move along now. Or, you may stay and enjoy the view.” She stretched one long leg out languidly to tease him.
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Text: go find the softest person you know and demand that you want to dominate them
Thalia felt extremely uncomfortable approaching Zaki like this. The first round of messages had exhausted her a fair bit but most of all, she didn’t want to involve anyone who would not want to be part of this – especially someone as kind as Zaki. Of course, she also feared that Amabella would not take this lightly, for her to toy with the man she claimed with herself. But that was what the text demanded, and she had lost all control over it.
The girl had cleaned herself and put on a new set of lingerie. Still, it wasn’t long until she arrived at the professor’s property. “H-hey!” He must sense that something was wrong. The redhead swallowed, gaze shifting downwards. She wasn’t used to being so forward, not unprompted. “Let me dominate you, Zaki” Thalia hoped he would not be offended by it and as such, she was quick to look up and explain. “I’m sorry, it’s this… It’s the spell”, she started. “I want to, of course, but-“ She couldn’t quite put it into words, wasn’t allowed to really, but she hoped the male would understand.
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lionokoye:
thaliaxmoore:
Thalia knew she had messed up, though she wasn’t sure she deserved to be treated this harshly. If it hadn’t been for the spell, she wouldn’t have made a move. She had kept quiet about her thoughts on their claim – did so even now – and had treated them both with respect. She knew it wasn’t as much Zaki’s fault, though it still hurt when he did not contest when she admitted that she meant nothing to him. Did he even look at her? It was surreal to see someone so loving turn away from her, even if it was just temporarily so.
Her small frame shuddered somewhat when Amabella confirmed what she already thought. Would she not run the risk of angering Amabella more, she would have likely left already. “I know you are his. I won’t come between you ever again” Thalia wanted to say this firmly, perhaps with at least half the confidence that came to Amabella naturally, but her voice broke and she couldn’t prevent a sob from passing her lips either. “Sorry-“
@lionokoye @amabelladufour
Zaki had had a few partners through his life. But Amabella was different when compared to all of them. Perhaps that was why he was so drawn to her, he liked how unique she was. He’d been hurt by so many before he thought that perhaps the softer, more agreeable types weren’t a good fit with him. So he went in a very different direction with her, but he loved her company all the same. He knew she was enjoying this, and although he loved both making and seeing her happy, he didn’t want it to be at the expense of someone he viewed as a close friend. “Amabella, she understands that. You don’t need to do this to prove it to me, or her,” he told her. Amabella had been hurt by many people, including those she felt she could trust. But at some point he had to help her with that insecurity. “Maybe, you could suggest we do something else? I think Thalia understands that,” he suggested. His attention went between the two of them, trying to both help calm Thalia down while attempting to appease his lover. His hand slid up and down the vampires thighs in hopes of distracting her.
@amabelladufour @thaliaxmoore
It certainly was funny that Amabella had respected Thalia almost for how she had treated her when Amabella had been utterly defenseless and at the mercy of others. Yet, she was utterly possessive when it came to Zaki, and she had already loathed the closed connection the two had. Her jealousy reared its ugly head when it came to thinking of them together, as she knew they had been before. Thalia had crossed Amabella and was now facing her wrath for simply coming to Zaki for sex when she was compelled to do so. The spell effected her to make it impossible to disobey, however the spell had not said who. Thalia had picked him out herself. And for that she must pay. Amabella’s lips twisted up into a joyful smirk to see Thalia break so before her. “I need to teach her a lesson.” Amabella informed Zaki. “She needs to learn you are mine. The only time she will be intimate with you again is when you use her for what she is, simply a food source.” Oh, how her jealousy was rearing its ugly head right now! Still, the sobs that wrecked Thalia told her that the other was indeed learning her lesson. Good. Amabella moaned between the pleasure of the sight of a broken Thalia and the feeling of Zaki’s hand on her thighs. “Come here, mon amour. I wish to kiss you. She can use that little mouth of hers for other things and eat me out.” Thalia’s current punishment was stopped. For now.
@thaliaxmoore @lionokoye
Barbara Palvin for Numero Russia No. 63 (📸 George Livieratos)
Barbara Palvin outside the Moncler MondoGenius Castello Sforzesco during Milan Fashion Week | 25th September (📸 Edward Berthelot/Getty Images)
donniexmiller:
She was bringing out a side of him that he often kept hidden if he was being honest. There weren’t a lot of those that would accept this after all. So he was happy to have found someone who did. He was happy to show her what he could do. He smirked a little bit. He couldn’t really bite into the slave. He didn’t want to go down that road after all. But he had other techniques he could do.
He licked his lips, as he pulled out his pocket knife. He pressed the blade against the slave’s cheek and began to slowly drag it down along their flesh. He smirked a little bit as the blood began to trickle down. He smirked as he turned to Amabella. “What do you think?” he murmured.
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It had been far too long since Amabella had enjoyed this cruel pleasure before. It had been far too long since she had tortured others and enjoyed the sweet sound of their pain. Since her arrival, Amabella had been reduced to nothing and had the opportunities of torturing others snatched from her. It was a cruel trick of the island. Amabella certainly had the power, it was an illusion that she was no threat to others! As it was becoming quite clear right now.
The evil tilt to her lips told their new plaything everything. She was not as sweet and innocent as she first appeared. Nothing but evil resided in her. Amabella drew near and slowly licked up the slave’s cheek in one long stroke. She giggled and squeezed his cheek to pull more blood to the surface. “Delicious.”
Barbara Palvin walking the runway for Laquan Smith during New York Fashion Week | 9th September (📸 @byoliren on Instagram)
wicked-witchalaina:
A New Witch || open&Alaina
Alaina was confused upon arrival, but it lasted about thirty seconds before turning into her unrelenting curiosity. She didn’t see herself as ‘sheltered’, per se, but all she really knew about other supernatural beings was that they existed- she’s wanted to meet a werewolf since she was six. Walking around with shoes in her hand - she was already sick of the sneakers she wore on the journey over here, and Alaina hated shoes anyway - she waltzed about as if she consistently had a song stuck in her head. Approaching a stranger in the quad and tapping their shoulder, unaware and uncaring about status of slave or otherwise, she gave a kind smile and folded her hands behind her back, her upper body twisting in a light fidget. “I’m a witch!” she told them. “I can’t give you any spells but I like telling people anyway. What are you supposed to be?” she asked, as if she were asking about a Halloween costume, looking the other over with a surprisingly intense gaze from someone of her stature. @the-institute-starters
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When Amabella had been turned into a vampire, she hadn’t know of the supernatural species of the world. Yet, she had a quick education as she killed the guards who had caged her with a strength she had never known before and drank their blood like it was the nectar of life. And it certainly had been her new nectar of life. Her education of the hidden monsters in the dark had been quick and she embraced her new life. Her sire had taught her of her own species and the many others later on as she stayed with him. Her human life had been so short and so very long ago now that it was a faded memory compared to her real life of a vampire. If she had not known that witches were born and not turned, she certainly would have believed the girl was a newly turned creature. “I can tell your magic would not be accessed.” Amabella eyed the standard collar around her neck. “Do guess.” Amabella purred while a smirk nestled on her lips.