#c: mathieu

[fiiore-blogs]

@mathieuberinut​

if  there  was  one  thing  about  fiore , it  was  that  he  hated  waking  up  early . he  always  cherished  his  sleep , usually  in  a  shitty  mood  if  he  had  to  be  up  before  eleven  am . it  was  eight  thirty  in  the  god  damn  morning . the  only  reason  he  was  even  awake  was  because  he  needed  this  new  body  scrub , and  today  it  was  being  restocked . he  knows  this  because  he  checked  their  website , almost  like , religiously . he’s  so  tired , he’s  even  forcing  his  cousin  to  drive  him  there , gucci  sunglasses  on  despite  it  being  fucking  december , literally  to  hide  how  little  he  slept  last  night . “ you  look  like  such  an  asshole  with  those  things  on . ” gio  informed  him , to  which  fiore  simply  flicked  him  off , walking  faster  towards  the  aisle . once  he  reached  it , he  looked  towards  the  place  where  they  stocked  that  specific  brand . imagine  his  surprise  when  he  notices  there’s  literally  none  left . “ what .... ” he  trails  off , only  to  look  to  his  left  and  spot  none  other  than  that  guy  from  last  time , and  guess  what  his  cart  was  full  of ? maybe  karma  really  is  a  bitch . “ oh  my  fucking  god . ” he  lets  out , face  palming  himself , clearly  frustrated , because  honestly ? this  totally  would  happen  to  him .

[ahmuseme]

@scvcnt​

It had been years since Mathieu last heard from Gwaine, so when he received a letter out of the blue asking for sanctuary for his family, he was surprised to say in the least. However, he was not one to deny his old friend in his time of need, especially when news of the tyrant king’s reign had reached even the farthest corners of France. Mathieu was quick to arrange ships from his own fleet to meet and escort the Evernesses safely to their lands. He personally went to the coast to meet them as he had never met the Dutchess or her company outside of their written correspondences. Waiting patiently for the ship to finish docking, Mathieu spotted the woman who was mistakenly the mother of Gwaine and quickly met her at the gangway. “Madame Margaret de Everness? Bienvenue en France.” He greeted as he offered his hand to help her step off the steep platform before holding it out again to the dark-haired lady following behind. “Welcome,” He said with a kind smile as he waited patiently for her to regain her balance before offering a helping hand to the gaggle of children behind. “I am the Marquis Mathieu Poésy.” He introduced himself, his accent unintentionally thick, “I hope the journey was not too arduous for you and your family, and I am afraid to say that there is still a far way to go until we reach my home. But be rest assured, you have my protection and anything I can provide to make this time away from your home easier.”

[dani-the-ace-wallace-blog]

Closed Starter

Mathieu Beaumont

Studying was what Dani should have been doing. And in a sense she was studying but not for a class. Dani had spent her night hunched over her computer stalking Mathieu Beaumont. Not in a creepy way, she told herself, but in a normal  interested cousin-ly way. Okay it was more of a creepy “we barely know each other but if I figure out enough things about you we can talk and eventually be friends” kind of way. She was finding all sorts of things, favourite music, movies, food and who his friends are. She found all the places he would hang out at. It was very stalkerish. Her only consolation was that she had yet put up a bulletin board covered in pictures and pins and string. So she wasn't a real stalker. Tomorrow she would have to put her new found knowledge to the test.

The next day between a class and a lab Dani made her way to a coffee shop. She could tell that Mathieu was a regular here as he had made a few mentions about it and he had been tagged in the shop often. As soon as she entered she could see him sitting alone at a table. Dani sat down at a table next to him as casually as she could. After ordering Dani leaned forward. “Hey, Mathieu right? I’m Dani, your cousin. Hows its hanging? I was actual meaning to tell you, great job at... track” Dani finished lamely. 

[severusnape]

mathieu durant + instagram

[josephgrillo-blog]

matbieste

Joey was sitting in the library, not entirely sure why he was there. He wasn't a huge fan of reading and that's the only real thing that a library was for. He could hear someone sitting at the table, across from him and he frowned. “You know, there isn't a whole lot to do during the weekdays after school here. Or at least, not for me.”

[ivy-scarlett-blog]

[private] I don't want to threaten anyone, Ivy. I have no desire to push the boundaries of an already very fractured relationship. So know that if I have to, you are pushing too far. All I ask is for some obedience and some respect. You forget that my leadership is important here, for both my kind and yours. Your place with the government assures that they know about witches now as well.

[Private] Let's get one thing clear. There is no relationship between you and me. None whatsoever. You will get obedience, you might get respect. You won't get anything else from me. 

[ivy-scarlett-blog]

[private] Yes. It is. All vampires learn vampire custom one way or another and I won't have my own childe walking around like some kind of self absorbed infant. You will learn to obey your elders. If you have to be threatened and punished into doing it, so be it. Trust me when I tell you it is not what I want to do and I will be damned if I raise a hand to you, so you may test your will as you wish if that's truly a burden you're willing to take on yourself.

[Private] So that's it then? I act like some vampire perfect childe and you leave my family alone? You can demand respect all you want, but you will never win it from me. I might have to obey you, but be well aware that this has nothing at all to do with you. If I was a stronger person, I'd tell you to punish me. To bend my will and force my hand. But I am not and I have weaknesses. But threaten my family again, and I will end my life for good this time. That is the sacrifice I'm willing to make for them.

[ivy-scarlett-blog]

[private] It would be in the best interest of you and the covens that you do not make me tell you again.

[Private] Is that a threat? I'm sure Mercy will be thrilled to hear that she actually does need your help after all. I see things haven't changed much in the four centuries you've been alive.