cryptsleeper | 20s AU Post

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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No, no tricks. Just...enjoying the attention.

[It's different, getting it when she's not actively soliciting it. It's different to stand out just because someone thinks she does, different to be different for a while and then go back to her people, where it's warm and familiar and everyone tries so hard to be the same.]

It's even more than just attention. You're spoiling me.

[Alucard's seen Trevor drunk. This isn't drunk, this isn't anywhere near how he is when the Belmont's drunk. This is something else entirely, and he's not sure what to make of it quite yet. It looks like sensory overload from the outside, and he's a little afraid he's done something to actually damage Trevor.

That thought's gone when they kiss again. When Trevor's in his arms. He's just...God, he's happy, isn't he? Overwhelmed for it, perhaps, but that's fine. Trevor should be like this more often, and at the moment, more often is now. The only question is how to keep the momentum going.

He kisses the top of Trevor's head, and it's the easiest thing to start guiding him inside.]

No, it's him. The stubble's impossible to replicate.

[Inside the house. Over to the stairs, and Alucard nudges Trevor gently.]

Do you need to lean on me for this?

[Because Trevor is about two seconds away from getting scooped up in full.]

How is treating you as a guest spoiling you, exactly?

[Alucard's unfamiliar with the concept at the moment.]

[ They're in the castle. They're home. He's safe and he's practically stupid with joy at it. They're both of them leading in, and he doesn't need it, not really, he could walk on his own if he wanted. But they're not doing it because he needs it. They're not doing it out of obligation. They're doing it because they love him and he's safe because they love him and-

-it's a lot. ]

Until we get around to the part where you fuck me until I can't walk, I can climb stairs.

[ Look who gets to swear again now he's home. He can still talk, at least, even if the tone is far, far too soft for what he's saying. And even if he does, in fact, continue leaning on Alucard as they go up the stairs. ]

So it's 'want to'. Not need to.

You bought me fabric, and a lemonade, and ice cream, and made me dinner twice. Once just because I asked for it, even though you didn't know how to make it before. And that's just what you've done for me alone.

[She ticks each thing off on one of her fingers, and when she runs out of fingers on one hand she starts over again.]

You treat all of your guests with that sort of generosity?

[What Belmont was ever happy to be in these walls? Felt safe in them instead of a terrible sense of duty and perhaps fear of what might happen if death was not given to them within the castle? If they became food or turned or some other fate?

Leave it to Trevor to use terrible language and have it wrapped up in so much warmth. Alucard keeps shouldering Trevor's weight, and Sypha's on the other side of Trevor, just in case he decides to switch who to lean against once they get up the stairs properly.]

Is that what you want?

[He's asking genuinely, but it is a forgone conclusion. Otherwise Alucard and Sypha are going to have a very big problem to deal with on their own.]

I try to. If there are requests, I heed them. If there are things owed, I try to fulfill them. If there's anything else I can do, I will strive to do it.

[She's right, of course. But Alucard's not going to poke at it.]

I suppose I may have gone slightly overboard though.

Oh.

[Hmm. She turns her attention back to her pasta for a minute, sampling one of the meatballs and thoughtfully demolishing another portion of the noodles in relative silence before tentatively offering up:]

...Is there anything you would do for me that you wouldn't do for an ordinary guest?

[There's a very long pause. Consideration of the question. Then he realizes there's already an answer.]

I suppose the way we were holding hands the other day...

You know how it goes. Annoying people I don't like gets me hot and bothered.

[ That's his story and he's sticking to it.

There's no reason to explain the full of it, not really. Not when he's not entirely certain himself. He just knows that he feels so safe, so loved right now, and that apparently it's the possessiveness thing that brought that about and-

-yeah, the version of events that he just gave is the one that's easiest to get his head around right now. He sighs contentedly, letting his head loll to one side to rest against Sypha's. ]

More than anything.

Then what else can we do but oblige?

[It's a very good story which will absolutely get tested in the months to come. For now, there's only focusing on this moment, how Trevor is somehow so heavy and yet the lightest weight in the world to be guiding to the top of the stairs. To their bedroom, where the bed hasn't been made at all (sometimes it can go for weeks being made properly, only to then go for months without.)

Alucard pauses at the doorframe just long enough to slide his shoes off. It gives Sypha leave to actually maneuver herself and Trevor over to the bed, and Alucard can't help but linger as the other two kiss again. God. He loves them both. He loves watching them express the sentiment to each other even more.]

[She can't help but sigh, shaking her head with a soft laugh, and pokes at her plate again.]

Never mind. It's not that important a question.

[Because that's what people always say about unimportant questions. Sure.]

You did a perfect job. I don't think I've tasted anything better.

[He feels as if there was some part of the question he missed. Too late now, but Alucard's going to be content with praise for his cooking. It's rewarding. And nice to know.]

Thank you. I'm glad that it met and exceeded your expectations. There's plenty more, if you wish for it.

[Alucard's going to have leftovers for days. Which is fine, but he wants Sypha to eat her fill first.]

You were further north when you first saw this dish, weren't you? New York or Boston?

[ His own shoes ended up discarded somewhere between the door and bed. His jacket just goes on the floor, though Sypha's hairpin gets put down delicately on the bedside table.

It's Sypha who kisses him - it's Sypha who is doing most of everything, in truth, from leading him onto the bed to undoing his tie to initiating the kiss while he mostly just stares at her uselessly and moves as bidden when she pushes him. It's shorter than the kiss before, mostly because she comes to realize that she can't undo the tie without looking at it.

And it's nice, it's nice but it's not perfect because there are only two of them in the bed and there should be three. Sypha seems to think so too, because she just looks back as she tosses Trevor's tie in the same general direction as his jacket, tilting her head. Trevor is less subtle. ]

Adrian, please-

[ -Please join them. ]

[It's terrible, holding back. Alucard's only doing it because this is too lovely a sight to not take in. But it's clearly too long for the other two. It means that there's an apology murmured as Alucard approaches the bed, and then he's there on the other side of Trevor.

His fingers trace over Trevor's back gently to begin with, an attempt to get Trevor to lie on his side. Slow, patient, lingering, with Alucard's lips pressed To Trevor's shoulder. There's still a shirt in the way, but Sypha's working on that and-- ah. There's no shirt, and Alucar resumes his kisses. They're slow and lingering. Not possessive, not yet.]

I'm here.

[ He was too open before, too open and raw and vulnerable, stinking of blood and surrounded by wolves. It was what he'd known giving his name would be, but it was no better for the knowing. Now, now he's more open, more vulnerable, but it's nice. It's nice not to carry armor for once, to be only what he needs to be and no more.

His hand curls into the blankets at the kisses, and then it's curling into Sypha's own hand and it takes him a moment to realize that she must have held it, and his mind is working just a little slower than everything else, but that's- nice. Usually it has to work faster, and that's exhausting. Everything is a surprise like this, and everything that could possibly happen is delightful. ]

You are.

[ And he sounds awestruck by that. Absolutely awestruck, as if it wasn't something that could have been expected. He has one hand in Sypha's and the other hand is trying to seek out Alucard's. ]

You both are.

[This is absolutely too much. Whatever's going on in Trevor's head, whatever it is that that simple this vampire in particular can go fuck himself kiss did, Alucard doesn't know. What he can say with confidence is that he would do it a thousand times over if it meant Trevor was going to be like this every time. The vulnerability feels like the ultimate display of trust. Something given freely because everything else has been put in place so that it can be given.

Alucard's hand is wrapped around Trevor's middle right now. Holding him close. Tight. Making it clear that Alucard is so very, very there.]

Where else would we ever want to be?

[Alucard's kisses move from Trevor's shoulder to just below Trevor's ear. (Necks are right out. Always.) He catches the movement of Trevor's hand. Shifts so that it's met with Alucard's, then draws it close back against Trevor's body.]

[ This would almost be enough. Just this. Just being here, cut off from the world by a barrier formed of the two people he adores most. This is good, and safe, and he's loved.

Sypha's hand, the one that isn't coiled up in his, is between his shoulderblades, trailing lazily up and down the top of his spine, and his shoulders twitch slightly with it every now and then. It's not an entirely voluntary movement, and that's- that's okay. It adds to the sensation of giving up control, of not needing control right now. He doesn't need to look behind him. He doesn't need to listen for footsteps. He doesn't need to do or say or think about anything. Just the two of them. He only needs to focus on the two of them. ]

If that wasn't rhetorical then I don't know, but you're not allowed to go there right now. Have to stay here.

[There's a sigh, and it is fond and exhausted.]

It was rhetorical.

[Alucard's close enough to where Sypha's other hand is that he can both watch her stroke Trevor's spine and see the twitch. It's a little too much to witness, and Alucard shifts just a little. It lets him tangle his legs up with Trevor's just a bit more.

The hand that is in Trevor's moves up Trevor's chest a little, then down. Repeats the motion, and Alucard's so content to take all of this slowly. His lips move from just below Trevor's ear to the part of Trevor's spine that Sypha's hand can't reach.]

Good.

[ That's all he manages to say before Sypha's lips are on his. She's released his hand to bring both of hers up to his face for it, cradling it in them while she kisses.

It means that whatever sound he makes when Alucard's lips press against his spine is muted, but there are more than enough more silent signs to get the idea across. The muscles of his back tighten, as if they're all curling in toward Alucard, and then very slowly release. His hand, curled around Alucard's on his chest, does likewise. ]

[Alucard lets go over Trevor's hand reluctantly and replaces it with his other. There's a reason for it, and that's because with this being the free hand, it is easier for Alucard to not just kiss down Trevor's spine, but stroke down everything he's already put his lips against.

It is terribly slow. Careful to kiss each vertebrae in the proper order. Making sure each kiss is felt.]

[ The noise, as it turns out, sounds something like humming, growing higher in pitch until it ends with a choked sound and the rest of the breath comes out as a sigh. The muscles tighten again, and this time they remain like that, trembling slightly as Alucard's attention remains there. The muscles of his neck pull his head back, leaving his throat open to Sypha, who has no self-imposed ban from it and also apparently no concerns about awkward questions he might need to answer about bruises there at the next knitting meeting. His breaths come short and shallow, making tiny noises each time they leave him. ]

Adrian-

[ It's very soft, not much louder than the little sounds that are coming out of him with each breath. And he doesn't know what he's asking for, he just wants to say the name. He's been saying that name more since the incident a while ago. ]

[That's a noise Alucard could stand to hear again and again. That's a noise he wants to see up close and personal, because to not see the face Trevor is making is true agony. There are more kisses up Trevor's spine, just as slow as they were going down.

But as Alucard's lips go up, the hand of his that is entwined with Trevor's goes down. Down his chest, slow and gentle, down past the waist of his pants, down over his thighs so that there's pressure there. Pressure moving in a very slow circle, just as Alucard reaches Trevor's shoulders again.

He's as close to Trevor as he can possibly be, all fine suit fabric pressed against bear skin. With Sypha spoiling Trevor's neck with attention, Alucard presses soft kisses to the back of his head instead, mixed with soft nuzzles of Trevor's hair.

Their room is closed off from the world. It was the one room Alucard encouraged them both to ward as they saw fit, make as secure as possible. For that, there can never be prying eyes here. No one to ever disturb the room and the security of it.]

Almost directly north of here! We passed through Chicago on our way to the Mississippi River, and took steamboats south.

[The memory brings a smile back to her face, and she sighs a little dreamily, winding another mouthful of noodles around the tines of her fork as she remembers it.]

I liked the steamboats. They were full of songs.

Ah, I listed every option but the correct one.

[Alucard's interested by that smile though. So there's only one thing to do: prod her for far more elaboration while he shuts up, eats, and listens.]

What was the journey like, getting here?

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