Isabelle Huppert et Zoé Chauveau dans "Violette Nozière" biopic de Claude Chabrol (1978) - librement adapté du roman éponyme de Jean-Marie Fitère (1975) et inspiré du patricide de Violette Nozière (1915-1966) par empoisonnement et de son procès à Paris (circa 1930) - janvier 2025.
"Les Refroidis" d'Henri Jossot dans la revue "L'Assiette au Beurre"(1904) à l'exposition “Au Pays des Monstres. Léopold Chauveau (1870-1940)” au Musée d'Orsay, juillet 2020.
“Paysage Monstrueux” aquarelle et gouache de Léopold Chauveau (1933) à l'exposition “Au Pays des Monstres. Léopold Chauveau (1870-1940)” au Musée d'Orsay, juillet 2020.
a/n: The Chauveau family are royals I created with @viktor-stark. I already posted one headcanon, but I'll quickly explain what it's about.
We have two messed up half brothers (Darren: blond hair, four years older, right hand of Vyrydian | Vyrydian: brown hair, leader of the gang/mafia, bastard) in a world based on GoT, Hotd and D&D, but with technology of the 60s and modern medicine.
I actually have another headcanon in store which is WAY darker, probably even darker than the first one
words: 390
warnings: mentions of blood, fighting, hair pulling, mentions of masochism and sadism (?)
It was the usual time when both of them were training in the yard, yet it was Darren’s idea to fight against each other. With the egos the both of them had neither of them would back down any time soon and the guards and knights around knew they were in for something.
The fight was fair play at first, the sound of metal echoed through the open space. Like a dance the two brothers moved through the muddy dirt, while Darren planned and calculated every single one of his actions, his younger brother was all for attack.
That’s how, after not even a few minutes, Vyrydian’s swords was on the ground. A smug grin had formed on the blond man’s face as he saw his brother’s expression turn from shock to seething anger. Not even a split second both of them were on the floor.
Vyrydian had jumped on his older brother Darren, taking him down to the floor. Mud splattered everywhere, their clothes filthy and faces covered in dirt. His fist kept on descending into Darren’s face, blood splattering. To the knights’ surprise both of them enjoyed it in a twisted way. After all Darren was a masochist and showed Vyrydian the pleasure of hurting others.
Even so, he wouldn’t let himself just be beaten up. Rules and fairness long forgotten he tugged at one of Vyrydian’s rat tails before gripping the shorter sections of his hair and ripping a small bundle of it out.
Rather quickly the tables had turned and Darren was now beating Vyrydian up until a shout made the both of them look into the direction of the sound. It was one the Maester who shouted at them to stop because what they forgot, both of them had a meeting in the council to attend which was led by Vyrydian.
Now both of them were sitting on a long table surrounded by noble men with wealth, covered in mud and grim, a patch of skin was visible on Vyrydian's head where Darren had ripped it out meanwhile he sat there with a split lip and bleeding nose. It was a mess, laughable even, yet not one of the other men dared to say something, knowing they would end up dead, this time with the brothers teaming up against them.
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