Mistletoe Mingle!

[passingthrough]

Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
Broadcast: Not likely
Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
When: Now until December 26

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

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Comments

[miraclewhip]

Believe it or not, I don't fucking care. You're getting a choice. How many people do you think Dracula asked if they would like to be orphaned?

[ Yes good fight fight fight. He likes fighting. He likes angry. He understands those. ]

I think you want what every vampire wants. What's convenient for you. Sypha's convenient, because she'll just walk off to her death when you give the word. Father dearest is inconvenient. Every fucking part of me aside from my name is inconvenient.

[ananym]

You cared enough to be here. And you cared enough to stop what happened at Gresit. So either you are doing this on purpose or you are delusional enough to believe what you say to yourself in the dark of night.

[ he squeezes. ]

All the things you think are the words you put there yourself. I never said and I never will. No, Belmont. You have my loyalty provided you are that man who fought me in the crypt.

I need that man to end this.

[miraclewhip]

That man is a useless drunk. It's not that deep.

[ And he swings an elbow into Alucard's face. ]

[ananym]

[ alucard loosens his grip, unsteady, baring his teeth. ]

No.

[miraclewhip]

You want a Belmont.

[ And he presses a short thumbnail against the inside of Alucard's wrist and presses it down hard to try to free himself. ]

You've got a Trevor. They aren't two separate fucking people.

[ananym]

[ for a brief moment, his grip slackens and his expression of anger dies down slightly. two people. in a way, alucard is two people as well. ]

Then choose one. I chose Alucard. And I chose you.

[miraclewhip]

Trevor.

[ He takes the opportunity to push Alucard's hand away from his neck. It's going to bruise, but fuck if he cares. ]

Belmont doesn't work with vampires. Trevor's a little more pragmatic. Whatever gets the problem solved.

[ananym]

As you say.

[ alucard lets his hand drop. he doesn't understand people and now, he feels the divide more keenly than ever. when his father leaves, forcibly, he'll be alone. there's no escaping that truth. there are no companions here. ]

[miraclewhip]

Oh, for fuck's sake.

[ He can see how Alucard practically wilts at that. One whole fucking emotion. He hates this.

And so he shoves Alucard backward, under another of those stupid fucking plants. ]

[ananym]

[ alucard stumbles back a little before straightening, confused. ]

Belmont?

[miraclewhip]

[ He can have Alucard sulking, and deal with that, or he can deal with whatever this leads to. Definitely-upset-vampire or probably-upset-vampire.

Fuck it.

He shoves Alucard again, back against the far side of the stupid fucking invisible barrier and slams his face right into his stupid fucking face, lips first, like a particularly mistletoe-approved headbutt. ]

[ananym]

[ so like a kiss right? because that's what alucard is assuming this is??? is this what all kissing is like??

either way, alucard's instincts kick in, as his fingers rest on trevor's shoulders and he kisses back, furious and confused. ]

[miraclewhip]

[ Fucking hopefully not all kissing is like this because his teeth are scraping against fangs and he's half considering pulling Alucard's stupid fucking hair and Trevor at least is going to be leaving this with bruised lips and several regrets.

One of which is going to be that during all the shoving he didn't quite account for the fact that the mistletoe will make the forcefield go away once it's done.

So hopefully Alucard is steady on his feet because otherwise he's going to be falling over backward with Trevor on top of him. ]

[ananym]

[ regrets is probably not what alucard would walk away with. it'd probably be confusion and maybe Feelings that he's never truly accounted for. the idea of accounting for any feelings he might get seemed pointless on the path he was taking. as such, he has no real idea what he's doing, though he's careful to hold back on any biting or nipping, not wanting to draw blood even if the closeness makes his body sing for more.

his back hits the ground with a loud thud that is sure to draw other people's attention, but alucard's more preoccupied in this strange fight, this physical closeness that he's never gotten to feel before and makes his head spin. ]

[miraclewhip]

[ His head slams into Alucard's, which is not the most pleasant experience in the world but at least makes this feel less like intimacy and more like the fight that it absolutely totally 100% is. The impact does finally break the kiss for just a moment before Trevor returns to it, softer this time. Because shit if the sight of Alucard lying below him looking confused with his hair fanned out around him like a stupid fucking halo doesn't inspire just a little softness.

He breaks this one after only a moment and pushes against Alucard's chest to sit up over him. This probably looks highly inappropriate, despite being fighting a vampire which is the more normal thing in the fucking world. But he's never really been in the habit of caring much what people think.

Vampire's first kiss pretty conclusively ruined. He can't remember if that was what he was trying to do, but he's going to frame it as his victory somehow. ]

There. Fucking happy now?

[ananym]

[ okay. okay, that happened. what happened, alucard still isn't sure of. he wasn't sure what he was asking anymore. he sits up slightly, hair falling over his shoulders. ]

Are you?

[miraclewhip]

I'll happy if you stop getting broody on me every time I decide to be more human than Belmont.

[ This is like a mirror of the end of their fight, isn't it? All he'd need to do to make it complete is to pull the vampire's hair and threaten to put his mouth on his neck.

Which doesn't sound like too bad of an idea, honestly. ]

I'm going to go along with your stupid quest. I'm going to go along with it as myself, useless asshole drunk and competent asshole Belmont both. Trevor Fucking Christopher Belmont. And you don't get to demand I throw away either of those things. Next time you try, I'll stop doing stupid shit like this. And you'll get bored.

[ananym]

[ a long pause. ]

"Trevor fucking Christopher Belmont"?

[miraclewhip]

-okay, so it sounds stupid if I put both names in there.

[ Yes, he considers 'Fucking' to be an actual middle name. ]

Point fucking stands.

[ananym]

I will keep that in mind.

[ he still doesn't get self-flagellation, but it's not a fight he needs to pick either. ]

[miraclewhip]

You never answered my question.

[ And he's not going to stop awkwardly straddling Alucard and attracting stares until he does. ]

Are you happy now?

[ananym]

[ alucard sighs softly. ]

No, but it'll do.

[miraclewhip]

Good enough. I'm going to get drunk.

[ And with that he stands up, dusting himself off. Clearly this is a vampire who has no feelings about this even whatsoever. He has succeeded in his mission. He turns back to Alucard one last time before beginning his quest for enough alcohol to convince himself that any of this was a good idea. ]

You can have a drunken shithead who's dangerously close to giving a shit about you. Or you can have just the whip and the name, and Belmont will just be using you to kill your father. I'll give you some space to think about which you'd prefer.

[ananym]

[ alucard gets up to his feet smoothly, not a hair out of place. still that admission is . . . ]

That is a difficult choice. My father has to die. Irrespective of me or anything else.

[miraclewhip]

I said I was going to give you space to decide. But fine. If your mind's made up.

[ His face is stonier than it was before, and his voice just a little colder. ]

Your father isn't here, so the whip and the name are going to go get piss drunk in the meantime. I suggest you do likewise. It's good for forgetting about shit like this.