#Bellou

[labellerose-acheron]

Running Reconnaissance *** [Loud Bell]

@trip-downtheriverstyx

Once again, the children were tucked away asleep, the house relatively quiet. Toulouse was in his favourite armchair. Belle was curled on one end of the couch, Hades sat on the other. The only difference from a usual evening was the lack of Belle's book, Hades' Sudoku, Toulouse's sketchpad.

Instead, the air crackled with tension. Belle sat with both feet on the floor, leaning forward slightly, her arms crossed, resting on her knees. She was frowning.

"Holley found something. We're not sure what it means but--there is no records of her adoption."

"Is that strange?" Lou inquired, rubbing a thumb thoughtfully over his lips. He was lounging back in his chair, looking much less concerned than he was.

"According to Holley? Yes. Very strange. She--found her birth family as well, back in Japan."

[outfit][lou's outfit]

[lou-bonfightme]

The Wolf Sings for the Moon: Part Six: The Standstill Moon or Deva Snana Purnima |O| [Self-para]

@raksha-bhediya, @labellerose-acheron

[cw -- sick children, CPS, medical situation discussions]

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Toulouse’s phone rang.

He had mostly been ignoring his phone for the day, sulking in his studio. He wasn’t even painting, just laying on the couch, staring up at the perfectly white ceiling. Far too high and new for there to be any paint splattered that marked it. He was missing home and his studio there, which had been much smaller and a far deal messier. His mind felt messy, an unbelievable twist of truths and half-truths and lies. He could not tell one from the other. 

His phone was ringing. 

At first, he thought his mind was once again playing tricks on him. There was a piece of him that wanted someone to reach out: his brother, his partners--someone. But, the other piece of him wanted to continue to sulk. 

The phone stopped vibrating.

And then it rang again.

This time, Lou glanced at the screen. The name made him pick up the phone at once.

“Raksha?” 

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[link here]

[labellerose-acheron]

"Outnumbered?!" Belle's voice rose shrilly. Her face heated as her anger grew quick and angry, ready to be as vicious as a viper.

"That isn't how this works, Hades! You two don't get to just decide what is best for our children and leave me out of it!"

It stung all the most insecure parts of her. The ugly voice that called her a bad mother. That questioned why she'd ever had children in the first place, she wouldn't be any good at raising them. She'd never had a mother of her own, after all.

She turned on her heel and stormed off, up the stairs--fleeing to the attic library.

@trip-downtheriverstyx, @lou-bonfightme

Swimming Lessons || The Acheron Family

[moiroloi]

Sotiria Bellou and Christopher Lee, circa 1980

A journalist had been horrified when, upon coming into Bellou’s house for an interview, he caught sight of a framed picture of Dracula. “Don’t be scared now,” Bellou had soothed, “Dracula’s my fan!”, then went on to explain that Lee had been an avid collector of her records ever since the 1950s.

[gemsofgreece]

Christopher Lee and Sotiria Bellou, the emblematic Greek rebetiko singer in the 80s. 

Fun fact: Lee had met Bellou during his vacation in Greece in the late 80s. Lee described himself as a fan; he was a collector of her 50s recordings and he told her her voice reminded him of Billy Holiday. Naturally, Bellou took a liking to him. When a journalist visited her at her house for an interview, he was startled by a frame of Lee as Count Dracula hanging on the wall. This is how Bellou told him and we know about their encounter and mutual appreciation.  

We all know Christopher Lee but here’s a song with the unique voice of Sotiria Bellou from 1951, so he definitely knew this song and probably loved it :) 

This is rare footage from a live in 1972. The man with the mustache playing the bouzouki, Vassilis Tsitsanis, is also the composer of the song and extremely prominent in Greece’s music history. 

[toutplacid]

Meules, la Houssaye, Bellou-sur-Huisne — gouache, 9 août 2024.

Cette gouache visible dans l’exposition OBSERVATION, librairie-galerie Actualités, 15, rue Gay-Lussac 75005 Paris, jusqu’au 16 novembre, ouverture du mardi au samedi de 14h30 à 19 h.

[labellerose-acheron]

"Oh, no--we are just leaving," Belle started, but she was cut off by Opal.

"Oh! Can we, can we puh-lease? S'il tu plait? Oh, please, please! I want to play some more!" Opal jumped up and down a little, grabbing onto Lou's trousers and giving a tug. Aidan joined in, grabbing onto Belle, his pointy chin pressing into her thigh as he looked up at her.

"S'il tu plaiiiiit?" he whined.

Belle was trying, very hard, not be annoyed with the girl in front of them, but she could feel herself glaring before she looked down at Aidan.

"No, we have to get home to Daddy."

"But--"

Belle felt a hand brush her shoulder and looked over at Lou. "If you want, I can stay with them and meet you at home later?" His hand lingered on her shoulder but then reached up to pull on her ponytail playfully. She glared at him.

Opal was still chanting in the background, oscillating between please and s'il tu plait.

Lou looked over at the girl, eying her up and down, though his gaze was mostly friendly. "How much longer are you planning to stay?"

@enchantedtomeet-giselle

Isn't It Romantic? | Open

[invisiblequeen]

The Howell-Goth Household: My Version

This is a little different than the other townie couples I've made up here. There's no luxury house on the edge of the region, and no established marriage of decades of centuries. This version of Lou and Bella found each other at the lowest point of their lives, fell in love, and ran away hand in hand from the trappings of their homes (a violent pack war and a suffocating marriage respectively).

Now they live in a two-bedroom fixer-upper in San Myshuno, with a little money and a LOT of old clothes (that the two share constantly). Lou is mastering his wolf on his own terms, and Bella is getting to know herself. So they might not have the right clothes for a courthouse wedding yet...but they do have freedom. And they're in love. Amidst all the guilt and fear and discomfort adjusting to a new world, this love is sacred.

Enjoy their photoshoot. :)

And a set of course....

"You sure you want me to have your necklace?"

"Of course I do! So you know I'm always with you wherever you go."

"C'mere." *nuzzle-nuzzle*

[alatismeni-theitsa]

Σωτηρία Μπέλλου στον Διονύση Σαββόπουλο: "Αχ Διονύση με έκανες και τραγουδάω ποπ!"

Εγώ στη Σωτηρία Μπέλλου: "ΚΑΙ ΚΑΛΑ ΕΚΑΝΕ"

[labellerose-acheron]

Paper Thin *** [Loud Bell]

In which Belle, Hades, and Toulouse try to enjoy their anniversary dinner at Gusteau's but things get a little heated...[takes place: June 20]

@trip-downtheriverstyx, @lou-bonfightme

[cw -- none really]

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[link here]

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[lou-bonfightme]

Toulouse was not nervous. After all, before becoming a werewolf, he was the kind of person who did not fear the police, but saw them as allies. He was white, rich, and a law abiding citizen. (Alright, well, except for the party drugs he'd done, but who didn't?)

Now that he was a werewolf, he was aware of the fact that he had fallen significantly on the food chain. But he was still rich. He was still white. And he was still important. His husband was the mayor. His wife was a lawyer.

He had not done anything wrong.

If anything, he was simply annoyed by all of this. And he wanted to know who it was as well. So that he could turn them in and go back to living his peaceful life in his small, peaceful town.

"I will have a glass of water, if it is not too much trouble. One for Mrs. Acheron, as well, s'il vous plait." He smiled pleasantly, unbuttoning his coat before holding out Belle's seat and then taking his own.

[outfit, minus the owl????]

My, What Big Eyes You Have || Maxou

[lou-bonfightme]

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loubonfamille: joyeux anniversaire et salut, ma femme ❤️

[sotiriabellou]

Ειδα το υρλ σου και εσπευσα να σε ακολουθησω. Η Σωτηρία Μπέλλου έκανε λαικ/ριμπλογκ το ποστ μου!? Τρελάθηκα

τα url μου κάνουν θραύση βλέπω λλ

[kittyit]

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[postcard-from-the-past]

100 years ago:

Bellou

[glikozi]

posa aura points kerdizo me to na mazevo axladia akoygontas sotiria bellou?