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Who: Trevor Belmont and you!
When: The night of the full moon and the day after
Where: Aefenglom mostly
What: Treffy finally hits that vampire puberty and turns into a monstrous bat on the full moon. Also finds himself laying around town NOT DRUNK for once but still lost and confused.
Warnings: Nudity, Trevor being Trevor, body horror transformation, swearing. The usual.

01. the transformation, FOR ALUCARD. ( the full moon, cw for body horror )
[ Considering how the LAST full moon went (aka BAD), Trevor had made sure to begrudgingly feed prior to the effects of the full moon taking hold of him since he doesn't wish to have a repeat of last time transpire.

You'd think he'd be in the clear then, right?

Wrong.

Because it's as he's "waking up for the night" that it suddenly hits him right in the center of his chest and he drops the little communicator thing(??) he had been looking through before he konked out for the day. It clatters on the floor of his room, Trevor hunching over as he suddenly feels so hot and nowhere near in a good way. It's with pulling his hands away that he sees the way fingers crack and elongate, hair and veins bulging out as he stares in shock. ]

Oh shit. Alucar-

[ He wants to call for his bonded to ask him what the fuck is going on but he can't and the words fall onto a pained groan which radiates throughout their bond from the feel of it. Trevor's down on his knees, ears beginning to shape and point. Eyes beginning to turn red. ]

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

[ He just... needs to keep it together??? Somehow??? ]

02. the bat. ( the full moon )
[ No longer Trevor fucking Belmont but Trevor... the bat man... throughout the hours of the night, a large, monstrous bat figure can be seen flying around, high above the sky. From the looks of it? It's got pants on. A blessing for anyone witnessing this really.

But it's not just the high skies that he keeps to. Oh no. Because thanks to being able to see and hear everything so much better in the dark like this, why- he might just be up for a bit of fun with someone. Fun as in... swooping down and chasing whoever might be on the streets at this hour. Minding your business by yourself? Hope you don't mind the ungodly sight of a monstrous bat suddenly smiling with sharp teeth behind you, perched on a lamppost or rooftop and looking to chase you through the streets. Or be careful if you turn down a particular alley because you might suddenly be met with a screeching bat in your face.

It's all fun and games, ok?! Maybe. ]

(( please note that bat!Trevor has no intention of trying to suck your blood (he was a good bean and fed prior) but he will absolutely chase you for sport and play a scary bit of hide and seek with you! ))

03. the man. ( morning/afternoon after )
[ Trevor's dealt with a lot of hangovers before, but this one DEFINITELY takes the cake.

It's the warmth of the sun that stirs him. Which, for a hunter-turning-vampire, you'd think he'd been rolling away in pain at those warm rays touching his face. Thankfully?Haven't made those changes yet. But it sure doesn't help him want to get himself up any quicker and really, he could do with another five or ten minutes of sleep.

You know. If he wasn't laying naked in whatever alleyway he's ended up in. Remnants of his shredded clothing lays around in the alley and for a good long while, he's wondering just how much he fucking drank last night before it dawns on him that he... didn't. For once. So that would mean... ugh.

His clothes are absolutely useless, not even a scrap to be used to cover his own Belmonts and he sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Sitting there. Cross-legged. In the alley. ]

Ok. This... is not as bad as it looks. Been through worse, right? Always had my clothes, mind you. But it's fine. Just... got to make it back home without anyone screaming bloody murder at me. Right? Right.

[ Pep talk DONE, he reaches for an old coffee can and thinks to use that when... no. No no no. Looks disgusting. Scratch that. So he's just going to grab a couple pieces of newspaper and hold that at his front and back. And move like a cat. Running through the back alleys and streets to try and get to where he needs to be.

Doesn't help that he keeps getting lost, of course. Peeking around this corner and hiding behind that garbage can. He might even end up a tree. Help this disheveled, naked man holding newspapers around him get some clothes??? Maybe??? ]

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[When Alucard first heard Dorchacht described, he had blanched. Not only for what had happened, but because it felt far too close to what his life might have been like had the fortune of his birth and parents been miserably reversed. The kind of fear it struck into him was a primal thing, the kind of fear brought upon by not only growing up as half-vampire but knowing full well the kind of natural repulsion that came with the mere concept.

So with the news of where Dorchacht stands now, that it seeks to rebuild? How could he not respond by wanting to do something. In this case, it's using the draftsmanship skills he learned from his father to make better buildings - safer, more secure, more friendly to the life that should be extended to those who fall under the heading of monster (which he still hates.)

He designed his own crypt under Gresit, after all. It isn't as if he lacks the skill. Some of the designs are however, he's been told, kind of weird. Because Dracula's idea of good architecture isn't the same as the rest of the world.

Alucad's hunched over a table working on a set of town homes when he hears Trevor. It's bad but--

--full moon. Shit.

Alucard's on his feet in a flash, ignoring the pain as it smacks into him. Trevor's room is only a few feet away, and at the very least, Alucard is there but fast.

He kneels down beside Trevor with a tentative hand on his back.]

I'm here. This is--

[Shit. No bueno, that's what this is.]

[ With Alucard by his side, Trevor holds his changing hands up to show the blond, eyes of red staring to him as ears continue to grow sharper and pointer. ]

What the fuck is this, Alucard? How do I... [ a crack of a bone in his shoulder, he reaches down and drags elongated nails across the floor. yeah that fucking hurt ] ...stop this?

[ He drank blood prior???? ]

[ if anything should be remembered last night— it was being played around with a bat that tasted a lot like one sad trevor belmont. most dragons don’t have patience on full moon, and eren was no different! on top being bonded to a chimera in heat,,,, lord,,, he wanted to find a place, and a person, for the fuq. priorities.

or maybe a bit of fisticuffs. he‘s irritable enough for fisticuffs. trying to beat up a bat is a little on the difficult side if you don’t have the wings for it, but luckily. eren’s own bat-like arms are at full wingspan; let’s just say there was aggressive flight tag involved. fire and near misses, too. until one of them just got tired of it and ghosted (it was eren).

except, now it’s morning! eren doesn’t have a fixed home in the city. he usually emerges from one of his many tunnels, all leading to a rather large lair just underneath aefenglom’s bright wall, or, whichever house he decided to sleep in, for the night. the dragon completes his walk of fame more prepared for the winter chill this month: completely charged rune tattoos, enchanted clothes, heating rocks (and knives) in his pockets and, well. more heat. during his walk to get the day started on errands, a tongue gleefully mapping out his surroundings for him, he comes across a belmont-smelling . . . can, in the trash. did you try to fuck a can, trevor?

if he tried, he didn’t finish. anyway— looks like he’s tracking the man, now. eren’s memory is clear, so it’s. probably best to check on him. his first full shift as a monster also involved waking up in a strange place with all of his clothes ripped off. hm.

snow crunches through an alley as steps and zones in on tracks, footprints that’re much more human sized in sights. god, he doesn’t have shoes. eren doesn’t have shoes either, dragon feet are too big for shoes. but there are enchantments for that. the taste is getting a little sadder, a tell tail sign that one belmont and his belmonts are close. perhaps rounding the corner? eren’s forked tongue is doing what it has to do, in and out, so maybe you might just want to

give warning

before it touches anything ]

[ It's gotten harder and harder for Asahi to resist wanting to just sit on the roof instead of actually lying in her bed like a normal person - especially during the full moon. But at least an upside of that fact is that it's really nice and pretty to see the sunrise in the morning from that position. And see the way it looks like the city slowly starts to wake up.

Of course that also means you see weird things sometimes. When she looks down into the alley next to the roof she's sitting on, she can see a man moving around, only to stop and hide behind a trash can, and..

Is he.. Is he naked and only barely covering himself up?!

Worse yet, that's not just any random guy. It takes a few moments from this angle, but then she does end up recognizing him. It's that grumpy guy. At least he doesn't seem voluntarily naked, judging by how he's trying to move around all sneaky, but dear lord what is even going on.

Asahi moves back into her room through a window, only to rummage around for a few moments and climb back onto the roof.

A moment later Trevor may notice something suddenly landing on his head - it's a big cape-like cloth, big enough to wrap around someone. Next a voice calls from way above: ]

At least cover up, you pervert!

Hold on.

[Alucard, in all his due diligence to understand what would be happening to the Belmont at the outset, had compiled a long list of potential changes. They had been placed in a notebook, and Alucard tried to update it when he could. It was all in service of trying to anticipate when the ultimate change would take place, so that both of them could brace for it.

It goes with him everywhere. So Alucard gets to his feet to retrieve the notebook. When he returns with it, there's the sound of pages turning and--

--oh.

Well fuck.]

Full body transformation.

[He hisses the words out, skimming his own notes.]

Unlike the vampires you were raised to fight back home and what I know of my own kind, the ones here can become humanoid bats.....

[ Full body transformation?? Well... this is not good? This... is not good. Nope. Not at all.

Trevor hunches over some, nails cutting through the wood flooring as they drag across it and another crack to his shoulder is given. Jesus, if that could just NOT?? ]

Full body... transformation... great...

[ It's not but he's trying to not lose his shit right now while his body cracks and shifts and begins to change right before his very eyes. ]

So just- [ crack ] nngh, lock me up or something. Right?

[ FOR THE RECORD HE DID NOT FUCK A COFFEE CAN??? It was just... a suggestion for covering the goods up. Ok??

But ending up confused about where he is and the whole having no clothes with him just adding to his being distracted and not knowing where he's going, keeping as low a profile as possible is pretty much the game plan for now, which is why he's crouched behind a garbage can.

You know.

Until he catches sight of that lizardy-tongue and he yelps, nearly toppling over and almost losing his papers there. ]

Fuck! What did I say about tonguing me?!

[ That sure sounds suspect but look. It's been a night. ]

[ Honestly, the cloth is appreciated, even if it does land on his head and has him nearly tripping over himself because, can't see all of a sudden. Balance lost. No idea where he's going??

Thankfully, he catches his footing and grabs at the cloth around him, tugging it down from his head and holding it close to his front and back as one of the newspapers drifts off into the wind. It takes him a second or two before he locates where that hollering is coming from and... oh. It's her. That's all he fucking needs right now, isn't it? ]

What do you think I'm trying to do?!

[ She almost instinctively screams "walk around naked like a pervert?!" but then realises she may be embarrassing him a bit more than he deserves by literally yelling it from the roofs so everyone in the neighbourhood can hear it.

So instead she makes sure he's covered himself up with the cloth before stepping off the roof and letting the flapping of her wings guide her down until she's standing on the ground with both feet. On an equal level with him now.

(Or, well, a little lower since she's not that tall.. but still.) ]

Why are you running around the streets naked to begin with?! [ At least she's hissing it rather than shouting now, so no one should notice. ]

If I do that that'll--

[His eyes go back to the notebook, skimming. He can ignore the awful noises, but only because he has to.]

You'll destroy the door anyway, smash through, and just hurt yourself. But we should keep you indoors until--

[Alucard cringes.]

Until this passes.

[ The cloth bunches a bit at the front where he keeps it around him and he just SIGHS when she drops down with him there. At least he's... decently covered? Still got his chest showing and all but no dangly bits are swaying in the breeze or anything. So. Good. ]

Oh, you know. It gets stuffy and hot sometimes. Thought I could use a bit of fresh air all over.

[ That is... such sarcasm, ftr. ]

Or maybe because I woke up naked in an alley and am trying to not make a scene while I find some clothes?

[ That... that is NOT sarcasm. ]

[ Alucard... is probably right. When the monster's mind is at the forefront and "in charge" or whatever, keeping it locked up doesn't sound like anything that would make it thrilled, to say the least. So, probably not a good idea to aggravate it. Him?? Whatever he's turning into.

Which, speaking of.

His shirt splits apart along his back, shoulders growing broader and covered in veins, Trevor sucking in a whimper as the changes start quickening. ]

God, you'd think being a- [ crack ] -fucking bloodsucker was enough to have to put up with.

[ But this world is shit to the both of them and he tries to focus on the bond shared with Alucard to keep his wits- keep his sanity as more of his shirt rips and soon his pants do as well. Growing more muscular, more larger, wings starting to sprout from under his arms. ]

[ that.

hm.

look, flat didn't mean to find themselves face to face with a completely naked man hiding behind a trash can. he just wanted to go out to get some groceries like a somewhat normal person.

but ??

?????????? ]

Th-that's so indecent!

[ he is literally taking his coat off and throwing it to the stranger. ]

Put that on before the police catches you or something! You're so weird!

[There will be a time after all of this is passed that Alucard will make a note to pack a change of clothes, put it on the humanoid bat, and make sure that Trevor doesn't leave without it. RIght now Alucard is hurrying to get the destroyed fabric out of the way, throwing it all in the corner when he can.

It helps him ignore the sickening noises. They're easy to ignore with tasks at hand, and he keeps doing them.

The changes to Trevor's arms, okay. He can figure that out.]

Both arms out stretched, now. Give them room to change, that should alleviate some of the pain.

[It's a bullshit guess.]

[ TO BE FAIR HE DOESN'T WANT HIS BELMONTS FLAPPING ABOUT IN THE BREEZE EITHER???

But suddenly someone is shouting at him and there's a brief Shit that leaves his lips before he's getting a coat thrown at him?? Well... it's better than the newspapers?? Which he almost dropped trying to catch the coat, thanks. ]

You're the one screaming and shouting. Haven't you ever seen a guy having a bad day before?

[ Maybe not to THIS extent?? ]

[ As Alucard helps in the removal of his clothing beginning to shred (maybe keep the pants though??), Trevor can't help but chuckle a little despite the pain of everything happening to him, still trying to hold tight to their bond. ]

Just like... growing pains, right?

[ He will sass his way to the very end.

But he stretches his arms out once his shirt is more or less removed and his wings continue to grow, Trevor keeping his eyes squeezed shut tight. He hopes to whatever fucking asshole God there is here that he never has to go through this again come the next full moon. Please just let him deal with the bloodlust, thanks. But as bones crack and hair sprouts, Trevor hunches forward a little more and nnngh he can do this, he can do this, he can fucking do this stupid shit. ]

Tell me... [ nnngh ] ...that I still look pretty?

[ It's really the last thing that Trevor himself can manage to say before he pulls away from Alucard. ]

Y-you can't just excuse that as a bad day!

[ now he's shivering because he's cold. THE THINGS HE DOES FOR YOU, RANDOM STRANGER. flat hugs himself for some extra warmth, but still looks incredibly flustered, to the point that his freckles are hidden behind the blush on his cheeks. ]

How did this happen to you anyways?! You can't just tell me you forgot to wear your clothes when you stepped out.

[ Also for the record, she would not put the former past him. But she's willing to believe the latter since he did look like he was trying to not stand out. Despite.. you know. The nakedness.

But that just brings forth a different question entirely. ]

Why did you wake up naked in an alley? I mean.. [ She knows it's been a full moon and what's the likely answer. But she doesn't want to assume the worst just yet. ] Please tell me it wasn't some wild party.

Do I look like an idiot?

[ Pause. Very quick pause. ]

Don't... actually answer that.

[ Please. ]

I woke up in an alley without my clothes, ok? Hasn't that ever happened to you before?

The kind where you get your clothes ripped off and you're dumped in an alley after? Thanks. Didn't know you took me for the type.

[ Not that she know what sort of TYPE he is to begin with?? But, that's a different matter. So. Yeah. ]

I just had a bad night, ok?

[Okay. Keeping arms extended for wings helps. That's going in the notebook later. But the rest of it is just too much, and there's no way to tell him how to manage things from here on out.

Trevor pulls away, but Alucard can at least manage to match sass to sass. A horrible attempt to keep things in their definition of normal considering the circumstances.]

If anything, it's an improvement.

Fffffuck you.

[ Just had to get that in there!! Before finally, the transformation takes full control of him and with an almost ear-piercing screech, what was once Trevor is now a monstrous bat, eyes of red glowing as it turns to face the blond. It looks... monstrous, really. Not bloodthirsty or as if the blond might make for a good snack but instead, as something relatively familiar. Thank the bond for that maybe??

Regardless, it tries to stand but, has difficulty in doing so and topples some until it falls onto its knees. Screeching and flailing with its newly born wings. It's... confused and becoming frustrated from the looks of it. ]

[ She sighs. Doesn't seem like he wants to talk about it, huh. Then it's either really embarrassing or really serious. Probably the latter, with the whole party thing ruled out. ]

Listen, I'd let you borrow some of my clothes, but there's no way those are going to fit. [ With the size difference between them her shirts wouldn't even be crop tops to him.. ] So tell me some other way to help you right now. Without being rude.

[Thank God for the little snatch of normalcy before it all goes to shit.

And this really is the shit, screech and all. Alucard's ears ring from the full of it, and to him? That's actually the worse part. The bat in front of him? That's...well, what a bat's face looks like when you make it larger. There's nothing good or bad about it, it only is.

Alucard sighs, understanding that this transformation for the time being is more like dealing with a newborn. Fledglings is the term he's heard more than once, but he can only guess at how to approach this.

He sits down on the floor beside Trevor. Puts his had on the bat thing's shoulder, and guides it from knees to sitting on it's ass.]

Stop. Sit for five seconds before you get your legs under you.

[ He can do this just fine on his own???

Ok, no, he can't and it's with an annoyed snap of sharp teeth at the blond that he growls low in the back of his throat before he... promptly falls back onto his rear. Just like that. Having these giant wings ad long pointy ears is... a change, for sure and Trevor flaps about a bit. Not as a means to take off but as if learning what it is he has and he reaches out to Alucard then... and messily drops a batty hand to the top of his head. Maybe pulling on some hair in the couple of fingers that aren't attached so tightly to the wing.

He's just... trying to figure this out. How to grip and hold things??? ]

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