cryptsleeper | 20s AU Post

"Land of the Dead" (Watch on YouTube)

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 noises Trevor is making are straight up obscene. His face isn't any better, at least not from what Alucard can see of it, and when all other Belmont noises become one, the hand on Trevor's spine feels every inch of the sound just as much as he hears it.

He'll be overwhelmed for the next half an hour, the vampire. Trevor's noises are just so much, and then there's Sypha. Warm and wonderful under his hand, moving forward to give one last pass at his neck and that's the point where the vampire's undone. Always the neck. Weakest point in situations like these, the way he'll always be made stupid and wanting.

It means that paired with Sypha's finish, there's a lower pitched companion. It's shuddery moans, hips moving too fast, pressing against them both as much as he can so that when he finishes with a last shout, they can feel every bit of delight he does.

Alucard's not sure who can take anyone's weight right now. Probably none. So when he stills, there's a very, very careful attempt to just move onto the floor.]

[ Trevor is less careful, sinking into the rug on his back with Sypha pulled to his chest and only putting as much effort into doing so delicately as it takes to make sure she stays pressed against him. She's far too warm against him, almost unbearably so now, but the discomfort's more than worth it to feel her breathing against him.

Alucard, though, because of his lack of care in positioning himself when he sank to the ground, is just slightly out of reach. He stretches out an arm anyway, fingertips just barely grazing against his skin as he makes disgruntled Belmont noises about this situation. ]

[Oh, she gets to drowse on top of Trevor. This is an excellent turn of events and thus Sypha is the only one rendered perfectly content with the situation at hand, at least for the first moment or two before she realizes that Alucard isn't close enough to touch, and then she winds up objecting to that state of affairs just as much as Trevor does.

But overall? This was a fantastic idea. They should get drunk and play saucy vampires more often.]

This...was a fantastic idea. We should get drunk and play saucy vampires more often.

[And evidently that's confirmation that her brain-to-mouth filter is effectively nil in the afterglow. Marvelous.

...Actually.]

...Welcome home, Adrian.

[WHAT A SURPRISE YOU HAD WAITING FOR YOU, BEFORE YOU HAD EVEN MADE IT THROUGH YOUR OWN FRONT DOOR.]

[It isn't the vampire's fault the Belmont moved the wrong way! Luckily he doesn't mind rolling over and over himself on the floor, until he's not only in Trevor's outstretched arm, but snuggled right up into Trevor's side. His face is on Trevor's chest, which is where it should be whenever possible, and he lets out the happiest sigh for it.

(He's still not sure how the fuck Trevor's shirt is still on.)

When Sypha's wonderful brain-to-mouth filter kicks in though, he just lets out a content laugh.]

Does this mean I should run errands more often?

[ It's a very determined shirt. Also, by now, a shirt that's soaked with sweat at the back.

He makes a few false starts at talking and each just come out as contented nonsense sounds. Because yes, this is the correct sort of arrangement. Two chests rising and falling against him, the crowns of two heads just within kiss range if he can gather the strength to lift his head (he can't). A warm weight above him, a cool one to his side. 'One warm tit, one cold tit', he had said on the morning of All Saints Day. ]

You could stay and just ignore our nonsense until it's appealing enough for you. [ He manages eventually. ]

You still have to dress up, though.

[So Sypha puts in, helpfully, as she first tilts her head to press a firm kiss against whatever part of Alucard's hair she's able to reach without moving, and then tips back to nuzzle a similar one against Trevor's chest before pillowing her head on it again.]

Undressing you was fun. [Hmmm.] So was stepping on you.

[Oh, yes, dark sexy vampire queen is a game they're going to have to revisit again, yes yes yes.]

So were the looks on your faces when I made Trevor do saucy things.

If I have to dress up, Trevor's shirt needs to be removed next time.

[Is he pouting? Yes. Yes he is. Because apparently this is a sticking point. He's pouting through being kissed, which means the vampire is very serious about this.]

I still don't understand how I'm the one with the least amount of clothes on.

[None of this protesting undercuts the little noises of approval being made at Sypha's list. It's a Good List, and to maybe drive the point home on the last one, the vampire reaches up so he can ruffle Sypha's hair.]

Hey, you're the one who was in charge of disrobing me. It's hardly my fault that you did a shitty job.

[ YOU HAD THE CHANCE TO REMOVE THE SHIRT, VAMPIRE. YOU FUCKED UP. He lifts a hand to join Alucard's in Sypha's hair. ]

I'm not hearing any nice comments on my acting. [ Spoken with mock-offense that's no better acted than anything else during this whole thing. ]

The ravaged does not get to object to how he has been ravaged.

[She mumbles, agreeably, more focused on the hands petting through her hair than she is on anything else. Sleepy contentment is making her eyelids heavy, and she's pleasantly drowsing just enough to hold onto it while still paying attention to what's going on around her.]

And if we compliment you too much, you'll just get excited again.

[Just gonna lay that right out there, huh, Sypha. Just gonna do that, huh.]

There was too much going on. Don't you think I would have made a greater effort if I could have?

[THE VAMPIRE KNOWS HE FUCKED UP!!!]

And while Sypha's point is valid, I have several critiques to level. Mostly, which character were you again?

[He laughs as he asks the question though, so that shows the vampire's seriousness.]

I was the dark minion in distress! And I was doing brilliantly. Keeping my shirt aside.

[ And he wraps his arms around the both of them. ]

If nobody has any objections, I'm going to sleep far too early until I wake up hungry at some ungodly hour of the morning.

[ And also force the two of them to do the same thing, because he's holding on to them. They can make 2am breakfast a thing. ]

Have sweet dreams, Trevor.

[His dark queen has spoken.]

I am staying right here, too.

[Where there is cuddling, SO TOO MUST BE SYPHA!! IN THE MIDDLE!!]

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