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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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Shit, right. I'll clean it, promise.

[ It's in good humour, at least, rather than immediately beating himself up for forgetting that detail. He's getting better. Slowly, but surely. He returns the kiss this time, then attends to his own pastries. He extracts one of the beignets carefully from the bag, only to end up with sugar all over his lap anyway. Ah, well. ]

I'll make it with sweeter chocolate next time. Didn't expect you to go for a less sweet pastry, so I made it to offset the beignets after seeing how they serve them. [ A pause. ] ...If you need sugar, we have plenty

I know you will.

[Oh. That's a good kiss. Alucard's not blushing, but he does pause to see exactly how much sugar Trevor gets over himself.]

Actually, I enjoy this level of bitterness. Don't change it.

[Another moment to dunk, and then a larger bite.]

The level of thickness is perfect too.

[Not a euphemism.]

I'm glad.

[ He dips his own pastry into his hot chocolate, then, and enough sugar falls into it that the bitterness is probably well and truly offset already. Once he's taken a bite and paused to savour it, he smiles. ]

I've not missed the little things from the old country, per se. [ The old country. Countries. There's a few of them. It's complicated. But that's what his grandmothers call it, and it's no less complicated for them. 'Home' doesn't sound right anymore. Home is here, with all its heat and expanse and newness and wendigos. ] But I've wished I could share them with the two of you. It's- difficult, a little, when all the things you have to give belong to a whole other world.

...I can't imagine.

[He can't. Alucard's been in this city his entire life. It makes him happy to have that stability if nothing else. Trevor's been through a world war, and....it's striking, how wide some of their differences are.]

What else do you want to share with us? I want to know everything.

Hmm-

[ He thinks about that, carefully dodging things that might be too emotional. ]

I want to go to winter markets with you both, and we get hot wine from a stall to keep our hands warm and all use one too-big scarf between us. And to take you on one of the trains that goes across the continent and cuts through the tulip fields and watch as it changes from one colour as far as the eye can see to another and the colour reflected in her eyes changes while she stares out of the window. I want to take you back to the town where I went to school, and see you try to deal with a whole town where there's only one car. Or show you the museums that they turned into makeshift hospitals in Paris. The centuries-old libraries that she'd die to see but that I just used to track down your father. I want to show you both all the beautiful places I was too drunk or stupid or miserable to appreciate, because you would care.

[ A sigh. Maybe it did get a little emotional. He sips at his too thick, sugar-dusted hot chocolate. ]

I want to do everything again, but knowing I'd find you both. I wish I'd known you from the start. I think I'd be a better person, if I had.

[Oh.

Alucard listens, and as Trevor speaks, there's a steady build up of red in his cheeks. It's wonderful, all of this, and he wants to do it all. He wants it all so badly but they're chained to this city.

By the time Trevor's done, Alucard has leaned back over to him, stealing a single kiss. It's brief, but so tender. Trying to make it clear that everything he just said? Alucard wants to hear it again and again.]

We'll go and do it all. Soon as we can.

It’s not homesickness. I wouldn’t be here if anything in Europe had been worth living for. I just look back and see everything that might have made the two of you happy. And when I think about that it’s- a little like happy memories of things that never happened. I don’t see myself as alone, when I think back. I see myself as on my way to find the two of you, just not knowing it yet.

[ There’s now sugar all over Alucard’s face. But at least he has no stubble for it to catch on.Unlike Trevor, whose beard has mysteriously turned white over the last minute or so. He kisses back while Alucard’s face is in range, then sets his mug down next to him to grab Alucard’s hand instead. ]

I’ll take you to where the castle used to be, when we do. People stayed away, after it moved. Things have built up around it, but nobody builds on the land where it was. So there’s just this patch of wild in the middle of all the roads and people, totally silent.

[Trevor's vulnerability is a gift right now. Alucard knows it is a rarity, and he's capable of savoring it.]

I wish Sypha was here, so she could commit those words to memory.

[She should hear these things too.

The kiss means that Alucard is starting to get powered sugar on his face as well. He pulls away, some of the powder clinging.]

I'd like that too. I want to see the school where you all snuck puppies in though. That's much more important.

Her loss. She wants me to be emotional at her, she can be awake in time for breakfast .

[ He should maybe slow down on the emotions. He’s only been officially dating them for a week, and here he is acting like he’s married. Acting like his future is his own to give to them. ]

I’ll take you there. We’ll have to walk or cycle from the station, mind. The roads are awful for cars. Nobody had one, back when I left, except the doctor.

That'll never happen.

[Alucard laughs softly, then returns to his actual breakfast. He could get used to this sort of thing, thick chocolate and warmed buttery pastry, eaten in the quiet of the mornings with his boyfriend.

That's still new, the word boyfriend.]

I think we can manage a walk.

[ He goes quiet for a little while, eating his beigners and being the closest thing to a blizzard this too-fucking-hot city has seen in its life. ]

Where do you want to go, when all of this is over?

[ It’s a difficult subject for him, but he’s accidentally pretended once and it was nice. He can keep pretending that he won’t vanish from their lives one day. ]

Wherever you both want to go.

[Alucard's finished his pastry, but the chocolate is only half consumed. His hands wrap around the cup, quiet and contemplating.]

I don't care so long as you're there. I just don't want to make decisions.

We’re just both going to be following her, then.

[ He takes a long sip of chocolate, then leans against Alucard. ]

I can live with that.

I've been doing that for a while. It makes things so much better.

[Alucard wraps one arm around Trevor, holding him there The other holds onto the mug.]

[ This is just the way things are now, isn’t it? The way they will be from now on. And it’s perfect. He sips at his chocolate as the sky grows lighter. ]

Thanks, for humouring me with this. It’s been a while since I’ve done this kind of thing, but- shit. I want to give you everything you deserve.

I'd like to do it again.

[Alucard smiles, then kisses the top of Trevor's head.]

It'll be colder in January.

January.

[ He chuckles. ]

Maybe she’ll be awake by then.

Maybe. Wouldn't bet on it though.

[Alucard lets out the happiest sigh.]

I'm glad that I get to love you both at once.

Glad you both had room for me.

[ This is nice, even if it's far too warm for it. Being here with Alucard, watching as the sun starts to peek over the university buildings at the far side of the park. Sipping hot chocolate and maybe letting a few too many feelings pour out of him. ]

I know I'm not easy to love. I'm glad you both put in the effort.

You didn't make it easy. But neither did circumstance.

[They could do this for hours, couldn't they? Alucard knows that much.]

I didn't help.

Don't know that you could have helped, to be honest. I just- needed everything that happened to happen, before I could think right.

[ He's finally done with the hot chocolate, using a last piece of beignet that he's saved to scrape away some of the excess clinging to the cup. ]

I figured it out at the worst possible time, you know.

Maybe. But I do regret throwing you off my doorstep.

[Alucard takes a sip of his cocoa at that. He has long, long since regretted that night Trevor came to his door. It is a source of deep shame, even now, and it shows as he snugs the Belmont closer.]

You and timing are not great friends.

No harm done. [ Well, maybe a little harm done. But not the kind he'd ever complain about. He kisses Alucard. They're close enough now that he barely has to move to do it. ] You forced John-fucking-Damien to show his hand early. He could still be trying to fuck things up in secret if it hadn't happened. He might have become competent, given a few extra months. It'd be terrifying.

[ And he chuckles. ]

They're really not. It was back in the aftermath of that whole silver dust thing, when I needed to make plans to keep the peace if the next attempt was successful. And I did. I had all of these plans for what to do if you weren't here. But none of them were good enough. Even when I get accounted for everything. Even when they were perfect. They weren't good enough.

And I figured out what they were missing, in the end. It was that I'd never scheduled when we'd go to pick up groceries. Like there's no point in having a city with markets and shops if I can't go to buy awful fucking bread from them with you.

[Some shame done, that's for sure. The kiss placates the dhampir though, and it comes with a soft, rich laugh.] I suppose you're right about Damien. It's a silver lining in the worst of that...whatever you want to call it.

[The silver dust thing. Was that when Trevor realized? Alucard knows it is for himself, but he says nothing about that. He only smiles stupidly at his Belmont, and buries the top of his face into Trevor's hair.]

That was what did it? Truly?

[His breath is impossibly warm as he speaks.]

Right. The thought of having to deal with terrible square bread without you to complain to.

[ He leans downward a little, so that his head tucks more neatly beneath Alucard's. A nicer fit. A more pleasing shape. Everything just a little closer to perfect. ]

It scared me. Really scared me, so much that I couldn't plan around it. There's not a lot that does that, these days.

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