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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Heh, well caught.

[ He shakes his head. ]

You don't always need to be so careful. Just- when there'd be intent behind it. There would have been this time, because I'm guessing you do actually want me to tell you. Apparently you just care a hell of a lot about your show.

I do. What I want is to help you, if I can — how I can, I mean.

[She sits back a little in her seat, fiddling idly with the fringe lining one of the throw pillows near her hands.]

Sometimes I don't know if you even realize that I like you, you surly man.

I- shit.

[ What.

Well. He'll process that later. For now he just puts his knitting down again, shuffling uncomfortably in the chair. ]

-I'll try to figure it out. The helping part. [ Figuring out the liking part is asking a lot of him. ] Not the time right now, but it might be worth seeing if you can't order me to not take orders. That kind of thing.

I doubt that would be possible, but I can think of at least a few other things that might help you. And if I say them, perhaps they will carry more weight than that of someone else.

[She swings her feet down, sitting forward with her elbows on her knees a minute like she's readying herself to get up.]

Would you come here for a minute, please?

[ He tenses, waiting to see if his body moves without his say so. When it doesn't he waits a few more seconds just to confirm, then stands and moves over. ]

'Would you' seems to be fine.

Mm. I was trying very hard to make sure it was your choice. Not just my intent.

[She waits, then, until he's close, and when he's over by her chair, she stands up and moves against him all in the same motion, lightly wrapping her arms around him.]

I'm sorry about making you be quiet. And — early on, I told Alucard that I would not promise him that things would be all right, because that was not something anyone could promise. But I will make you the same promise I did make him, back then. Whatever lies in the future for you, you will not be left to face it alone, Trevor Belmont.

[ He blinks uselessly at Sypha, just about managing not to flinch. She's- tiny, up this close. And soft. And warm. And in possession of absolutely no sense of personal space and is this just a thing she does? He's not unused to physical contact - it's hardly abnormal back home (where home refers to some nameless amalgamation of trenches and romanian and french towns) - but he's been under the impression that the Americas were stricter about what was proper. No war, here. All the things of the night under control. No real need to cling together. ]

-thanks.

[ What else can he say? Awkwardly, very awkwardly (is this really proper over here? isn't she practically married?), he wraps his arms around her shoulders. ]

I- the same, I suppose.

Hmmm.

[You know what else isn't altogether proper? Pushing your nose right up against someone else's chest and taking a big solid breath, but she's doing that too, contentedly.]

You smell like your grandmothers.

[Also apparently we're just. Gonna stand here hugging. Like this.]

[ Okay, that's kind of weird. Even by french standards. Even by frenchmen cramped into a tiny space standards, if only because nobody ever wanted to smell anybody there. ]

That's- uh. A compliment, I think? There's worse things to smell of.

That's true. You could smell of wet dog.

[still standing. STILL HUGGING.]

Would you like me to let you get back to your knitting?

Um-

[ Shouldn't be doing this. Really. Really shouldn't be doing this, he's pretty sure. But even if it's awkward. And even if she wasn't soft and warm and pretty-

-it's been a while, since he's felt this safe. ]

Just a little longer. Sorry for the trouble.

It's no trouble.

[She almost says don't apologize on the end of that, and then remembers, and catches herself. But this is something she understands, even if it would be difficult to put it together into words. She is small, and soft, and easy to cling to, and she can be that for these boys of hers when they need her to. The world outside these walls is dark and sharp and full of knives, but here and like this, in the quiet, there's a moment of peace.]

I like it.

[She turns her head a little, resting her cheek against his chest, and closes her eyes. Comfortable. Content to stay that way for as long as this continues.]

[ It's a moment longer, and it's one of those special sorts of moments. The kind where you realize that shit, the way things are just became weird and inconvenient and possibly better. It's with a sigh that he lets go. ]

Thanks. I-

[ -he has a lot of things to think about suddenly. ]

-I'm going to head back to my room, let you listen to whatever it is they're playing now in peace. But- thanks.

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