#matteo : threads

[visceralprayers]

forgetting to put gas in her car was a regular occurence, although she wasn't used to driving to any parties anyway, she'd just set out a lot later than she initially intended. the car had rolled to a stop a couple miles from jake's place and matteo had cursed herself and kicked the wheels once or twice before deciding to walk the rest of the way. when she saw a car making it's way down the road, matteo waved it down, " mind giving a cute girl a ride? "

[morendodifame]

his family loved parties, and party themes even more. midnight summers dream for felix made sense, everybody was dressed up and already intoxicated. matteo loved the summers here, he hadn't always, but he'd grown to understand how much fun they could be if he loosened up. he donned a crown of horns and flowers on his shoulders-- the king of fairies seemed appropriate. the man ventured out into the lawn, scanning those nearby, hoping to come across somebody, anybody that would be fun to play with tonight. his lips curved when he spotted a familiar face, and gradually made his way over, " august, I was wondering if you would come. " @scvdycat

[gcdwilling]

it feels as if she hasn't had a moment to breathe in weeks, certainly not with him following her around like her life depends on it. maybe it does, but that doesn't mean she has to like it and somehow she knows he doesn't like it either. "can i just get five minutes without you being on my ass?" the words are let out in a mumbled whisper, as if for only her bodyguard to hear. deep brown hues move along, trailing over him to see the way the sun casts down on the man, shining a light to show off the perfectly tailored black suit that makes him stand out as she walks her yorkshire terrier around the small park. though, the dog often times turns to rush towards matteo instead. "traitor," she mumbles under her breath. / light of my life @khaleesiie ♡

[cutthroat-service]

WHO: @matteolazkano WHERE: Baliol Springtime Street Fair, Close to Face Painting Vendor

"Wait. ...Is that?"

Yup. That's him. Lazkano. What's he doing here?

Shiv didn't spend all of their time and energy chasing down their father's loose threads. It's just that this one had the misfortune of walking into their peripheral. Before Shiv knows it, they were back to work. Their eyes lock on and their feet trail behind Matteo at a several foot distance. He's walking in hand with a small child toward the face painting vendors. Addie Lazkano, most likely. This must be some sort of family outing at the fair, a pursuit of happy memories before things go to south.

The lanky hunter leans against a nearby brick wall as they continue surveillance. Arms crossed. Trigger finger twitching.

It's hard to imagine this picture perfect father being a public danger waiting to happen but Shah records don't lie. Neither do they miss any detail. Matteo's case file was especially in-depth:

'Matteo Lazkano. Werewolf. 43. Cursed, soon to be rabid. Monitor at high alert. Kill when hostile.'

That was Asim's exact annotation. Maybe their old man was exaggerating? Shiv isn't afforded much time to dwell as their subject suddenly starts walking towards them. Shit. "Oh, hey there." Shiv's face perks up as if they were lost in thought, turning their head to look Matteo in the eye. "Lovely day for it. Can I help you or?"

[letters2fiction]

(from the previous matteo ask)

to eggsy,

how are you not in a relationship?! like cmon! handsome guy like you could get any girl (or guy) you want!! you holdin' out for someone special?

- from your totally absolutely straight guy friend, matteo

Matteo,

I ask myself the same question a lot of times mate, but I guess, I've just not had any luck. And my job really doesn't help, so, yeah 😅 Not really single by choice if you know what I mean 😅

-Eggsy

[wixcrafting]

for: @matteofares

"hm." casimiro is looking down at his phone. the exchange of text messages is pointed and, well, he can't say he didn't enjoy it the first time or the second time. he drums his fingers against the back of his phone and, once he gets confirmation that matteo is in his room he tosses his phone on his bed and leaves. it takes no time to get to the son of ares' room. it's on the floor above, sure, but he remembers where. he knocks, three simple, quick raps.

he waits, teetering back and forth on the balls of his feet and when the door opens, he raises an eyebrow. "delivery for matteo, one blowjob from casimiro ladron." he gives him a smirk, looking down at matteo's crotch and then back up to his face. "still interested?"

[parkskylar]

Where: Cool Beans Cat Cafe When: Daytime For: @matteolazkano

The coffee shop is usually slow during this time of day, the morning rush is long since over, and Skylar had gone through the cleaning and re-stocking tasks almost robotically. Her body moving on instinct alone and the practice of someone who's been doing the same for the past couple weeks. The afternoon doesn't start until a couple more hours and she wonders briefly if maybe that's why he chooses this particular hour to come visit the cafe. She doesn't have much to do to pretend to be busy.

She doesn't need his visits, and she certainly could do without them. For all she knows, they come out of pity and nothing else. So what if she was turned, why would a werewolf, born and raised, want to come check on a former hunter.

"You know... I'm sure there are better coffee shops around the city." She says as greeting, staring at him over the screen at the front. Not that she'd say that in front of her boss, and the place is actually pretty great, despite some cats hissing at her like she stepped on their tails. "There's also homemade coffee, you could always try doing that instead."

[mariesinfernos]

( @matteolazkano -- Tideview university break, middle of the day )

In the beginning, Marie wasn't quite sure why they liked him. She could almost see the sadness radiating off of him. I bet he's just another one of those that did everything for power, and ended up cursed -- is her first thought. Her first feeling about him, is choking guilt -- about her first thought. The witch quickly found out about the tragic death of his wife, quickly find out about the daughter left behind. And when she found him eating lunch alone, she dropped an old book on his table, sat in front of him, wiped the dust away and took out her lunch. She didn't start a conversation, no, didn't even say hi -- just to suddenly turn the book around and point at a latin sentence. What does it mean. An awful conversation starter, but fully Marie's fashion.

And her fashion hasn't quite changed. When she sits in front of Matteo today, Marie doesn't only slam a book, but also a smaller box, that smells suspicious -- just like weed. "Let's get fucking high this weekend, dude. My Mom can babysit your daughter. I'll tell her we're engaged, getting married, and will ruin my bloodline, she'll get a stroke, and your daughter can jump into learning necromancy right from the bat. That will keep her busy for like, three hours. Sound good?"

[boltscutter]

starter.               dante de angelis and serena alderidge.

the city loomed out underneath dante's feet as he took in the view from his 83rd floor office , business phone pressed firmly to his ear as his other arm found itself laid across his chest . ❛ thank you senator owen , i'll pass your well wishes onto my father . he'll be pleased to hear you've made the correct decision . ❜ the sound of the door didn't interrupt him , only caused him to turn and hold a finger in the air at the sight of serena walking through the door . ❛ yes , i will . please speak to my assistant if you need to reach me again . goodbye . ❜ in one swift motion he hangs up and steps over to his top desk drawer . from it , he picks up another phone and tucks them both into his jacket pocket , and a watch that he swaps with the one currently on his wrist . finally swinging his gaze back to serena , it was evident to dante she had something on her mind . ❛ what's wrong ? ❜

[visceralprayers]

joshua pulled over the truck and hopped out, drawing his gun just in case, although he could see fairly easily that this was something of a commune. he glanced back at riley and sighed softly, " guess this goes without saying, but don't get sucked in by a cult, yeah? " he itched his jaw, " fuck, let's just do this. "

matteo spotted the car from the house, she glanced over her shoulder and nodded when one of their people informed her of the vehicle. " I got it, " she assured, making her way outside and closing the distance with the approaching strangers, " there's no need for your gun, this is a peaceful place. please put that away. "

[visceralprayers]

gabriel frowned deeply, he watched as joshua left the house and turned towards the hallway. he remained quiet but bit his lower lip, " oh... goodnight, august. " he followed his children to the bedrooms they'd been assigned, glancing at joshua's door as he passed it, are you okay? he hoped he'd get an answer.

nikhar slid his hands down his legs and sighed, watching as riley took his leave. he cleared his throat as he stood, looking towards august and frowning, " that was not much better than last time, actually. "

joshua hadn't got very far before riley caught up to him. he stopped, defeated and hurt, for the most part, although that wasn't something he was all that good with. he stared back at his brother, " how long have I ignored his misery, riley? you and niki spoke about it long enough. dakota's sad, huh? "

dakota opened his mouth to say something but joshua was out of the room before he could get it out . the sound of the slamming door made dakota's shoulders jump but he stayed in his spot in the bedroom . he sniffed up as he eventually shifted to sit down on the edge of the bed , bloody tears touching his eyes .

the room had been tense before but even kieran could feel the sadness that settled over them now . they looked toward matteo , taking a hold of their brother's hand as they stood up .

august rubbed his lips together , " i wouldn't say that , not completely . " he offered a sad smile , " the topic of ... louis seemed to have brought old issues to light . "

riley rubbed at their brow before moving to stand . " excuse me . " they didn't wait as they moved out of the room , drifting out of the exit that their brother had gone through . it didn't take long before catching up to him . " doubt you should be alone . "

[morendodifame]

matteo ended his class, perching himself on the edge of his desk and watching as the students filed out the door. his lips pressed together as a figure emerged among them, " hello, " he responded casually, turning to pull together the papers on his desk, " I'm popular today. "

[seraphicists]

reply. matteo delvaux and serena alderidge.

he  chuckles  ,  with  serena’s  insistence  on  keeping  all  of  her  secrets  as  far  away  from  him  as  possible  being  a  stark  reminder  of  just  what  had  happened  to  them  .     ❛  you  never  change  ,  serena  .  ❜     the  words  come  out  unsettlingly  neutral  ,  an  abundance  of  confusion  lingering  in  the  air  over  whether  that  was  meant  to  be  a  compliment  or  insult  .  to  be  honest  ,  matteo  didn’t  know  either  .  it’s  not  like  she  cared  regardless  .

❛  i  know . ❜ he says , in reply to the compliment she paid him . he watches her , lifeless eyes taking in the details of her face that had both changed and stayed the same since he had last seen her . it would've been easy for him to accept the compliment with vigour , but instead he stayed silent . his puts his hands in his pockets , alcohol doing well to subdue the feeling of her hand on his chest as his posture only continued to increase in confidence . anything he couldn't feel on the inside , he could make up for on the outside . ❛ what made you come back ? ❜

[letters2fiction]

(to the matteo thread)

eggsy! question...your friend Roxy- lovely girl, very nice- made a very strange comment to me the other day...

something to the effect of that she knew too much about me because "eggsy talks about you so much, it's becoming a habit for him"

want to explain this?

- all my love, matteo

Roxy talks too much sometimes. I love her though but she's running her mouth.

She left something out of her comment. She asks about you, and I reply. I think she likes you a lot too.

with love,

Eggsy

[nxttheendxfthestxry]

"I kinda like people who smile when it rains."

[aimhleas]

"How useless are all of you?!" Jörgen threw a glass of whisky just passed Matteo's head in anger. "I hire the fucking 'Hunt' so that there are hundreds of people on their ass and none of you can succeed in getting them back? What the FUCK?! Now I lost a shit ton of money and I don't have Bohdan. What do you have to say for yourself?!" Jörgen's rage might be misplaced towards Matteo but he didn't seem to care for now. "Well?!"

Matteo really was not reacting to any of this. Did Jörgen really think Matteo worked for him or something? If anything, he was just here to loiter between jobs and their similar roles made it easy to do so here. Normally. Right now, it definitely sounded like there was no talking sense in to anything. "Well what? I'm not in charge of shit here. If your guys fucked up then that's on them. Also, you hit me with something I swear to god I'll make sure someone gets hunted."