#affablevampire

[johannescabal-archive]

Lorelai is fucking Horst behind your back.

“Neither of them would do that. They’re both too loyal.”

[nekromanten]

Horst's first reaction was to tense, the familiar voice not heard for years sending a sharp chill down his spine. He turned around abruptly. "Johannes?" he asked through a breath. He stared for a moment more, then... "You ARSE, you total ARSE." He grabbed his brother by the shoulders, looking at him with both anger and pain in his eyes. "Where were you?!"

In response to his name, Cabal raised a brow and gave Horst a look, his expression reading “duh?”

When then grabbed Cabal stiffened, trying to lean back in his brother’s grasp, for he’s not all that comfortable with seeing the emotions mixed in the vampire’s gaze. It implies that Horst actually missed him, and if he dwells on that, Cabal will actually start to feel guilty.But at the same time, he’s a hint amused at his plan having worked so well, and also at all that he’s been able to make Horst feel. Causing such feelings to come about in someone is rather gratifying, even if all he’s made was misery.

“It doesn’t matter.” He waves off with a flick of his wrist. “I had things I needed to get done. Did you actually miss me?” Okay, now he just wants to tease, because he really is a jerk.

[roleplayerxshoutouts]

“Tumblr user affablevampire is one of the greatest role players I know! The mun is so sweet and kind, and she really has an in-depth understanding of Horst's feelings and motivations. I'm really happy to see our small fandom being represented by such a quality writer!”

[vicemirrored-a]

                                               affablevampire. // call.

“---I was expecting no guests this evening.”

[nekromanten]

affablevampire replied to your post: Fond memory of growing up with your brother?

“Rude.”

“Mmm. I’ve been called worse.”

[nekromanten]

affablevampire

"So," Johannes started, leaning against the doorframe as he spoke to his brother; "do you still have blood? I would imagine. You'd need it for transfusions---to turn other people, wouldn't you? What I'm getting at is," what he should have gotten at from the start, as tiptoeing around topics tends to irritate him whenever others do it, "would you let me run tests on you?"

Amidst his imploring expression, there was a smile. He’d heard that the particular quirk of one’s lips was often imperative to get what one wants. So, there it was, a rare Johannes Cabal smile. It wasn’t a very good smile, as far as smiles go, but no one should complain.