#midian-alexandra

[vladpostings]

I see somebody is on the Hannibal hype train?

I just love Hannibal and Clarice! Somewhere in my house I have the books... they’re calling for me to reread them!

[whumpdemonium]

11 + 12

11 - Favorite whump trope?

ohh man it’s impossible to say just one. lady whump, forced to watch w/ caretaker, non-con, getting captured for the first time, and when the defiant whumpee finally cracks are all super good. i’m all about the emotional hurt

12 - Least favorite whump trope?

sickfics i guess, especially with “casual” illnesses like the flu. if were talking more serious, possibly terminal illnesses, then it’s a different story

[lord-woolsley]

[withoutcomedy]

@midian-alexandra​

Die Draculina lächelte lediglich mitleidig und blickte das Skelett an. “Und warum sollte ich aufhören?”, fragte sie und lies ihre Schatten um ihren Körper tanzen. Von den dunklen Gebilde tropfte bereits das Blut verschiedener Monster des Untergrunds.

Sans zeigte keinerlei emotionale Regung, als er den Blick der Draculina mit seinen eigenen, ausdruckslosen Zügen erwiderte: zwei fahle Lichter, die sie aus tiefschwarzen Augenhöhlen anstarrten. “nun, du wirst nicht sonderlich mögen, was sonst passiert.” 

Das Skelett grinste sie breit an. Unangemessen breit für die Lage, in der er sich befand.

“aber, äh, um ehrlich zu sein, glaub’ ich, dass du eh schon weißt, was das für dich heißt. also… vielleicht willst du ja was anderes ausprobieren? freunde finden zum Beispiel. oder, weißt du, verrecken?” 

Hart und gnadenlos kamen die letzten paar Worte aus Sans lächelndem Gesicht. Doch er rührte sich nicht. Noch nicht. 

Er wollte Alex nicht weh tun; nicht, wenn es sich irgendwie vermeiden ließ, und tief in seinem Inneren hoffte das Monster noch auf das Gewissen der Mörderin, die ihm in Schatten gehüllt und mit blut- und staubbefleckten Händen gegenüber stand.

[combat-heelys]

Alex groaned and struggled to open her eyes, taking a look around, before her gaze fell to the young man, who was with her in the room. "Hey ...", she mumbled, barely able to make out his features. "Are ... you alright?" (@Mik)

He groaned as he woke up, looking around the area and realising he was not where he last remembered being. He sighed, trying to move “Well... shit. I;m fine at least, could be worse though.”

[incorrectspquotes]

Look at me still talking when there’s science to do. I’ve experiments to run, there is research to be done on the people who are still alive.

Nye, probably

[thatsgonnaleaveamark]

Do you play any video games?

i do! i love story heavy games, open world or not. my favorites are Assassins Creed (all of them, but Syndicate is my fav), Uncharted, Infamous: Second Son, Spiderman, Tales From The Borderlands and Watch Dogs, theyre all so much fun. 

[vivalkonen]

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👎 -  to catch my muse when they fall over@midian-alexandra

“Domo.” Vermy said, smirking, though she was fairly weak on her legs, and her voice wavered. “Or wasn’t that what you usually say?” She knew she had gone overboard with her anger this time, the scrapyard that had felt her anger now being a lot more... scrapped. It was the middle of the night, and she had just fully physically exhausted herself. Nightmares really were a pain in the ass. But this was a fairly proven and usual method for her to deal with them. They didn’t go away through it, but if she fell asleep from exhaustion, she would at least SLEEP. And not wake up every half an hour or so.