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20s AU Post

Current Carmilla plot outline
--Post-fire, Carmilla and Mr. Peanut team up mostly to use each other. Carmilla's spent the past several months (since November, it is now February 1925) networking, and it's clear to her that Alucard's not suited for the position and that the other two are the obvious weakness. Mr Peanut needs something back, so this is perfect on her end. Mr Peanut can only imagine the joys of vampire blood in his work, and he'd like an army of vampires for his own ends.
--Shit stirring from Mr Peanut (all of March?)
--Mr Peanut also begins to sell mis Miracle Serum, which has vampire blood in it.
--Gang is very much trying to murder Mr Peanut during this.
--Start of April, vampire gets a call from one of the blood bank contacts that 3 patients have come in and are displaying some bizarre signs. Investigation yields the fact that they're in process of turning, and they've all taken the same serum.
--Additional investigation reveals O FUCK IT MR PEANUT
--Meanwhile Carmilla's been made aware of a familiar she didn't sire, so she knows something's up. Big fight with Mr. Peanut and thus Mr. Peanut is left depowered
--Gang commits a murder
--Carmilla's well sured up on her contacts now, and it's time for open rebellion (mid-April)
--In a more subtle attempt to let Alucard just step aside, she cuts the breaks on demon car and shows up to gloat/suggest he not pull a dad and go to deal with his grief quietly while she runs the city. The how he wants to do it is up to him (black widow joke goes here.) Treffy and Sypha walk in.
--1 week of straight up rebellion; feedings, no help from allies, need to do damage control instead of fight carmilla, every dracula rule is
--MEANWHILE IN GRAVITY FALLS, triangle shows Vlad what's up to try and psyche him out, somehow this finalyl snaps Vlad out of his depression and he heads home
--Just in time for Alucard and Carmilla to be tearing each other to bits in one of the bayous, it's not going well
--Vlad coming in means the king of vampires is accosted by a belmont with a pair of blessed knitting needles and a speaker with a fucking gun and he's just like what the shit happened to the world while i was gone
--Wards around the fight means that only demon car can break the wards, everyone has to pile in.
--Carmilla gets her ass kicked AND SENT TO THE JUSTICE DIMENSION

THEN THERE WERE FAERIES.
--Prior to all of this the vampire and Sypha have done a shit ton of research on how to get their Belmont back
--Sypha has also been practicing debating with dad, which leaves everyone Very Tired.
--When Trevor is actually snatched up (1 year after marriage, it takes fae effort. Taking Arn's shape fails, so it's a lot more kidnapping by force), Sypha and Alucard go into Faerie
--But they're playing this as politics, not as heroes rescuing their damsel, so that means the faeries are just "wait what now excuse u?"
--There are 3 gates and 3 trials (the particulars we're still bullshitting.) Each is asked to sacrifice 3 things. (Alucard: voice, his titles as bestowed upon by his father and his people, i forget the third; Sypha: her human form (she's a birb), fuck what were the other two)
--They enter the court at the end of the third trial. After LITERALLY ALL THE TITLES Sypha declares she Speaks for Trevor Belmont
--Claim debate over Trevor, turns out that the rules are in Sypha's favor.
--But that means debating to leave Fae without giving up what they've chosen.
--Sypha lawyers it all out, Alucard is a safety deposit and hangs out with Fae!Trevor
--In the end, safe passage out of Faerie consists of Sypha giving up her memory of the necromancer (billed as a great mage she studied under), the vampire gives up his immortality, and Trevor is replaced with Carmilla (dad was aware of this option and OK with it), but Trevor has his ability to swear taken. He now soundslike a rubber ducky when he tries
--Everyone gets home okay, except for the AU of this AU where the gang fails, but Trevor's on their doorstep like a bat out of Hell because time doesn't work right and he's been in Hell for a WHILE.

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[ The kiss to the ring is too much. The symbol of how of all the assholes in the world, both of them somehow chose him. Of how they were certain enough of it to convince the fae. Of how it's far too late for them to realise their mistake and change their minds now. Any tension that was left in him before fades with a long, soft sigh, and he just lies boneless against Alucard, wrapped around him like another of the many, many blankets. ]

'm not unhappy, back home. It's nice there. [ Its a hell of a statement, considering how he's still (or was, up until his capture) serving under Dracula. But it's true. It's home, by now. ] Anywhere the both of you are is nice.

[A Belmont blanket is the best of all. On rank with a Speaker one, although Belmont blankets cover far more surface area of vampires. Alucard's tucks both of their hands back under the many layers, but now one finger rests over that ring, just reveling in the texture of it. The fact that not even the fae could take it from him.]

No, but you are happier here. I care about the degree. [Alucard would really, really rather his father stop using his husband as he has.]

I want you at your happiest. For now and ever.

Shit, forever? That sounds exhausting.

[ It's a joke, though the tone that would communicate that is a little beyond him right now. Everything just sounds sincere. He just has to trust that Alucard knows him well enough by now to know when he's joking and when he isn't. ]

With the both of you is my happiest. The cold just makes it more convenient. Just want to be where you are.

By convenient I assume that means excuses to end up like this.

[Being a human blanket and refusing to move from an absolute pile of them, he means. Alucard tuts softly, aware that they're always more likely than not to end up in a warm spot rather than a place that has the novelty of seasons.]

Mmm. I keep thinking that we're long due to move out of the castle.

Is that a problem?

[ He strokes his free hand over Alucard's hair. Distantly, he's trying to figure out how letting himself sink into the soft, useless state he's in how will overlap with a reappearance of their beloved Dark Mistress. But only distantly. It's hard to bring himself to think about anything other than being close to Alucard right now. ]

Where do you want to go?

In my estimation, I'd call it the exact opposite of a problem.

[There's a very low and happy noise at Trevor's hand in his hair. It's always a welcome feeling, one that has the habit of putting the vampire at total ease. Moreover, he can see Trevor starting to sink into the useless but perfect Belmont state, and Alucard can't help but watch. It is an absolutely fascinating transition.]

I guess it comes down to if we want to stay in the city or go somewhere else.

[Alucard's relationship with his father is still awkward. Will be more awkward now, having a human lifespan. There's no doubt in his mind that the matter of being overprotective will get worse, and...

ugh. Not for right now.]

You want to leave the city? [ He sounds a little more alert at that. Confused, as if he hadn't crossed half the world himself. ] Would that be allowed?

[ He needs to be a little more himself than he wants to be to think that through properly. Supernatural politics, the kind that a vampire of Alucard's heritage going to a new city would almost certainly involve, are somewhat beyond his uselessness. But he's trying anyway. He doesn't want to have to stop being a blanket in order to think clearly. ]

You'll need to figure out where to get blood. Hospitals won't be used to it.

I've no idea. Most places with enough of some kind of supernatural community will have one or two of us, and that means an arrangement must exist somewhere.

[Allowed by the usual rules, doubtlessly. Allowed by Dracula? That's a debate.]

Besides. Medical student.

[Blood isn't the problem. Good excuses for blood, however.]

I liked when we visited Sypha's people though. Them, the beaches, the whole place.

Another place with no winters? Mm, you just want to force us to cuddle up to you to cool down all the time, don't you?

[ What a terrible fate. It's odd, to be talking about being inescapably warm right now surrounded by the snow. ]

Ah, my true plans have been found out.

[Alucard chuckles slightly, nuzzling the top of Trevor's head. His blanket. His very best Belmont. His.]

Which is another reason to come here for a full month each time.

Ah, yes, for a much needed escape from cuddling up to you.

[ Nope, he's not moving. He sighs in contentment, letting Alucard do affection at him without fussing about whether he deserves it or not. Maybe, just maybe, he can trust Alucard's judgement on that more than he can trust his own. ]

We can't leave before Christmas. I think Bunicuta would actually put a knitting needle in you if you tried to deprive her of the help on such short notice.

I'm afraid escape is absolutely impossible from that fact of life.

[Trevor Belmont always deserves affection, that is a fact of life and being the vampire. Alucard hums to himself, breath moving the shortest strands of Trevor's hair.]

I didn't even entertain the thought of leaving much before February anyway. [He has to stay for at least that long.]

Buying houses isn't an instant process either. And there's other parts about buying a house we'd need to consider.

Other parts? Are there any, other than 'has a roof' and 'roof won't fall on us'?

[ Look, he doesn't have high standards for houses. Or- for much of anything, really. ]

Mm. You want to be in the city for Shrove Tuesday?

Size, mostly. Three people is already quite a few people under one roof, and we'll have to design the house so it has all of the things we're used to.

[The vampire is carefully avoiding any discussion of kids for now. It's too early after returning.]

I...had been thinking of my mother's death date, actually.

Mm. Maybe I am a little spoiled by the air conditioning. It'd be awful without it.

[ It's for the best. The things that his family are bound to are still too close, too raw. And the measures that will have to be taken to keep any child of theirs from falling into vengeful fairy hands-

They're simple. Probably necessary anyway. But painful still. ]

Oh. Shit, right. You want to be around for that?

There's less humidity in Los Angeles, but we're all very spoiled now. I also won't be home often enough for you to both make use of me.

[Alucard will never give up a chance to be smothered by them both, but he knows what school demands of his time. As for the other matter, the proximity of Trevor's narrow escape is the main reason Alucard doesn't bring it into the discussion, but because he also has doubts about his own motive. A child of his would have a longer lifespan than himself now, and it's cruel to demand that that child look after Dracula to any extent.

That thought prompts a shift in the vampire, and he brings Trevor's weight along with him.]

It's important.

[Seeing her is important, even if it's just a grave.]

Besides. It'll take much more time to move than two months.

's a relief, at least. If it were as humid as home we'd boil alive without you come summer.

[ He wouldn't know. About it being important. There's a critical mass of dead people, he supposes, and once you hit it things like graves don't seem so important anymore.

That's sad. This isn't the place for sad. ]

How long does that shit take? I've never really- I mean I've moved, but I've just packed up and gone somewhere else. Never really had more stuff than would fit in a kit bag.

I won't allow that to happen.

[Alucard's glad to not have to elaborate on why it's important. He can't articulate it anyway, beyond it is and I need to be there. He has missed so many Halloweens and the chance to see her. This...this isn't resetting that balance, but it's an attempt.

The question though, that gets a thoughtful noise.]

We'll have to go west. Look at houses, or figure out if we'd rather build our own that would allow for all the things we're used to. That'd probably be easier. That'd take a few months to complete, maybe sixish? A year? It'd depend on a lot of things.

[ 'Missed'. As if Trevor hasn't stolen them from him, dropping this fairy bullshit on the both of them. ]

Sounds like a lot of fuss. But- shit, it'll probably take me that long to convince the babas to let me go. [ Also to convince Dracula to let them go, but he gives exactly as much of a shit about what Dracula thinks as he needs to do his work effectively and no more. ] Building sounds nice.

[ Leon put down the bricks for the Belmont home, didn't he, the better part of a millennium ago. It feels like the correct sort of thing to do. But- shit, he just expressed a preference about anything to Alucard, didn't he? That's always dangerous, with someone who'd move heaven and earth to make the two of them happy. ]

[In fairness, one was Dad bullshit instead.]

I'll have to remind them that the telephone exists, and that it's very likely my father's going to figure out some instant movement anyway.

[He's thinking of viewing mirrors, mostly. It'll be a bargaining chip that Alucard will be using in this anyway.]

It's starting to look like building would be easiest, in the long run. Even if we buy, so much would get changed to our needs.

[And because the vampire knows...] I won't go overboard. Promise.

Can't run errands for them over the telephone.

[ He sighs with relief at the promise, because it really was a concern. Alucard has seen the cage now, seen what the beautiful lands are like, seen one of the reasons why being given every luxury might get to him. ] Thanks. It's- thanks.

[ He pushes Alucard's head slightly, so that it's rested against his own. ] Might be best to wait until your studying's done, if we're going to be doing something like that. Don't want to distract you from it.

That is one of the few drawbacks.

[Alucard has an idea or two in mind. It's more modern anyway. Sleek. The ornamentation is what's on the walls, not in the fine details of what's on the building itself.] I'll show you both what I have in mind first.

[They'll be involved, but to get the first draft down and surprise them is important.]

I'll need the distraction, you know. The ability to focus my attention elsewhere.

[Alucard closes his eyes once Trevor's requested that his head rest where it is. Breathes it all in, letting the perfection of the moment settle in his mind.]

You're worrying too much.

I thought we were the distraction.

[ He can reach to kiss Alucard's cheek, now. So he does that, laughing quietly. ]

Someone has to do the worrying. I'm good at it.

Never. You're both the devotion.

[When Alucard blushes, it could be from sentiment because even from him, that's sappy or else from the kiss. Both, in truth.]

You should stop being good at it.

Shit, do you know how ridiculous that sounds?

[ Leave it to the vampire to say sappy shit like that entirely unironically. And- honestly, leave it to the vampire to make shit like that sound so completely sincere that he can't help but sigh in contentment, ears and cheeks both burning red now. ]

Knitting and worrying, 's going to be the only things I'm useful for if we go someplace with no trouble to deal with. [ He doesn't sound like he minds too much. ] I'll try to leave some worrying for you.

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