#den1als

[horrorphase]

ꜜ ﹙ ⚰️  ﹚ ﹕ this was certainly a brand new low for red creek, the register's newest print turning the publication from a respected news source into some smalltown tabloid. and yet, despite the lack of any journalistic integrity or actual investigative content, kieran couldn't just ignore its subject ﹕ bronte dubois, someone he had never really trusted, photographed having an argument with daniela estrada. thoughts were nearly consumed by all the theories running amok in his head, gaze transfixed on the newspaper on the counter, until the bell above the pharmacy's entrance chimed as another customer left. “ sorry. ” he muttered, stare moving from the image to the pharmacist, unsure how long he had been standing there just lost in his thoughts. “ here to pick up my prescription. talbot, kieran nathan. ” but he just couldn't stop thinking, couldn't stand the knots twisting in his stomach, feeling like he might just suffocate and drown if he left his thought be unspoken, unheard⸻ easier to see things in different perspectives once they had rolled off your tongue. “ bronte fits the bill, doesn't she ? ” said nonchalantly, gaze returning to the headline and the photograph underneath. “ nurses like her— they're exactly the type. angel of death, they call it. thirty percent of all female killers work in healthcare, did you know that ? ” and it wasn't lost on him that ruby could also fit the role, but there had always been something a little more off-putting about bronte ﹕ but that might have something to do with actually growing up together, being in the same classes, being able to observe her throughout all the years. “ and bronte … she's too perfect, y'know ? but it's the kind of perfect that doesn't hold up under a magnifying glass. it's like looking at a painting from far away— it's all clean lines and soft colors until you get close and see that the strokes are all damn uneven, the colors smeared. nothing really makes sense when you think about it. always social, always knows the right thing to say. but who is she, really ? ” kieran never really knew. and he was really just thinking out loud at this point, blinking as the haze of his thoughts cleared just enough to remind him of where he was. and now that he had said all that he was thinking, kieran also came to a realization ﹕ this felt easy. a little too easy. “ in cases of missing adult women, the perpetrator is also often someone they know. ” pretty obvious that bronte and daniela knew each other enough to be caught in what looked like a heated argument. still, “ but who doesn't know each other in red creek anyway ? ” @den1als

[repentulant]

⁑ it's a bit early to head to the warehouse for santi's usual tastes, but since tonight is supposed to be his last party, he might as well squeeze in the time for an hour of extra songs. he's a bit entranced by his phone on his walk, not paying much mind to who's around. the voice of the sheriff does inspired some remnants of juvenile anxiety, even if he reminds himself that he's done nothing wrong tonight. that anxiety becomes especially ridiculous when he realizes what demetrius is saying. he looks up from his phone, letting out an involuntary laugh when he's met with a cop in a vampire costume. he fakes a cough, trying to play it off. ❝ sorry, uh– sheriff vampire– i just— was not expecting the get - up. ❞

he nearly chokes on his own laughter. count dilf-ula ? who said that to the sheriff ? he covers his mouth, attempting to hide the grin. ❝ it's a solid costume, really. will totally scare people out of doin' any shit tonight. ❞

⠂ ⠀ LAST SEEN : depends . he was likely on patrol or stationed outside the warehouse so the world is your oyster . ⠂ ⠀ TIME : around 8 : 32 pm .

what is halloween ? it was understood better when he was a child ; the only time of year where you can dress up as something silly and get candy for free from your neighbors . now, as a man in his 50's with a family and a job, he couldn't fathom the idea behind it for those older . outside of dressing up... inappropriately ( slutty was in this year, as some college students said ) and getting discounted drinks, what was the appeal ?

demetrius stood in front of his police car as he watched the people explore the streets, munching on a mini snickers bar given to him by a kid . his sheriff's uniform was spick and span, saved for the obnoxious red cape hanging off his back and the fake fangs held in his hand . "my wife thought it'd be fun for me to dress up this year. 'said i need to... stop being "old" for once," he goes on about to the person not too far from him, using air quotes and rolling his eyes as he still chewed his candy.

" so yes, i am a sheriff vampire . i am not dewey from scream if he was in twilight, nor am i count dilf-ula . whatever the hell that any of that means . "

[ru1nm3]

I just need a man, who will ignore my cunt and fuck me only in the asshole

[humiliatingsluts2]

Watch me control your orgasm

I haven't been keeping up my writing so instead today I have a completely tumblr safe video. I do tell you to cum but I know most of you only deserve a ruined orgasm.

[rcsilience]

○    LOCATION   ⏤   dolly's   diner   . ○    TIME   ⏤   11   :   59   am  ○    STATUS   ⏤   closed   for   @den1als   !

this  town  was  almost  constantly  on  fire  (  figuratively  ,  but  maybe  an  arsonist  would  show  up  soon  at  this  rate  ,  who  knows  ?  )  so  you  had  to  find  people  that  weren't  out  of  their  minds  and  that  you  could  ,  more  or  less  ,  commiserate  with  as  you  tried  to  ignore  the  flames  nipping  at  your  skin  .  she  was  supposed  to  just  grab  a  club  sandwich  from  the  diner  but  she  spots  demetrius  from  the  entrance  and  heads  over  to  him  ,  a  small  smile  on  her  face  .  she  doesn't  typically  like  to  intrude  on  people's  time  but  she  decides  that  she  hasn't  talked  to  anyone  relatively  normal  in  like  ,  twenty  four  hours  ,  so  she's  due  for  a  decent  conversation  .  “  working  hard  ,  sheriff  ?  ”

[ins1ders]

○    NOW DELIVERING TO . . .    ⏤ @den1als!

KINGSLEY COMES TO ATTENTION WITH A SNAP as he notices who is near him . kingsley raises his hand to his forehead , in a salute . " in this police state society , where we as a people are imprisoned rather than rehabilitated , and you work to keep this society established - i greet you , demetrius kelly the third , sir . " his voice is quiet yet determined , like billows of cigarette smoke . speaking of which , he's holding his joint in his left hand . he looks at it , then at the sheriff . " . . . do you want a puff ? "

[hypnotiscd]

○    NOW DELIVERING TO . . .    ⏤ @den1als !

" hey ! " nadia hops up onto the empty seat next to roman with a lot more enthusiasm then she showed him last night . the self - reminder is enough to cause a sharp stone of guilt slide down her stomach . if the bar wasn't as empty as it was right now , nadia knows she wouldn't be so brazen . her guilt slides further within her . " sorry about last night . " THE IGNORED WAVE . the flash of hurt on his face as nadia turned away . " i didn't recognise it was you . " a lie , a lie , oh , a lie .

[inadeqcies]

○    NOW DELIVERING TO . . .    ⏤ @den1als !

ricardo brushes back some of his hair that ungracefully fell onto his forehead . he's still re-buttoning his crisp white shirt when he looks to ruby . " were you still yelling at me or is that done now ? " his heartbeat is very slowly but surely returning back to normal , a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead which he dabs away at . next is his trousers but his eyes instead zero in on ruby and the way she looks when she's QUIET for once . a lazy smirk colours his mouth . " you were yelling very differently just moments ago , i mean . if that's the kind you want to resume , let me know . but i only have 20 minutes before my next meeting . "

[ru1nm3]

Female

Age: 36

Pronouns: piece of shit, pig, cunt

Location: East Europe

About me: Fat, stupid ang ugly, slut, gender traitor

Into: Humiliation, blackmail, degradation, misogyny, tickling, head shave, fr33 use, orgasm denial, ruining orgasm, breeding, lezdom, r@ping, pain sl4t, fat shaming

Limits: blood, scat, knife play, gore, diapers(find it stupid)

I beg you to humiliate and degrade me as you want, please.

[redcreekfm]

◜ 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐅𝐌 is a semi appless horror roleplay set in the small lakeside town of red creek , michigan . twenty-five years ago , three locals  were found brutally  murdered . the consecutive deaths and  additional disappearances  had the town screaming  serial killer , residents and law enforcement alike searching for the person responsible . the result of that search was even  more  grizzly ; the town-wide man hunt resulted in yet another death . unable to solve the crimes , and now  guilty of their own , the town buried the past and moved on ... or so they thought . with another set of  deaths  and disappearances  eerily similar to those they tried to forget , and a population full of people still hiding  secrets , will history really repeat itself ? and does anything ever really stay buried ?

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[lonelela]

TIME: afternoon around lunch time PLACE : red creek pharmacy WITH : ruby grier , @den1als

with the weather changing, it was only a matter of time before someone in the santoro household got sick and this time it was her little sister. lela had taken her to the doctors and the little girl was put on antibiotics which were promptly ready at the pharmacy. since her own mother wasn't going to get out to get them, lela took it upon herself to head to the pharmacy. when she got there and the sign stated they were out to lunch, she let out an exaggerated sigh. "of course it's closed," she muttered to herself. "do you know what time they open back up?"

[bittenmoths]

FOR:   ruby ( @den1als ). DETAILS:   red creek pharmacy :3.

the  fluorescents  overhead  make  his  eyes  hurt;  automatically  lowered,  left  staring  at  the  tiled  flooring  that  reflects  the  fluorescents  overhead  -  attacked  from  all  angles.  no  mercy,  no  relief  -  rafael  instead  digs  holes  into  the  back  of  the  the  person  in  front  of  him.  the  line  isn't  long,  but  it's  slow  -  it's  in  the  nature of pharmacies,  and  he's  patient.  his  parents  always  said  he  was  born  with  the  patience  of  a  saint,  his  greatest  virtue.  sometimes  he  thinks  it's  his  only  virtue;  and  even  then  -  why  couldn't  he  have  waited?  maybe  then  his  body  wouldn't  feel  like  a  game  of  operation;  all  shooting  nerves  and  phantom  pains  and  a  hole  where  his  heart  ought've  been.  the  prescription  doesn't  cover  that,  though.  the  person  in  front  of  him  shifts,  and  rafael  automatically  steps  forward  -  his  eyes  taking  a  moment  to  readjust,  his  mind  refocusing.

they're  like  staring  into  a  mirror,  sometimes,  ruby.  he  can  see  his  reflection  in  her  eyes,  and  he  can  feel  them  staring  back  at  him;  and  if  he  rubs  away  at  the  murkiness  that's  built  up  from  years  gone  by  -  he'll  see  pain  as  rubbed  -  raw  as  his.  he  chooses  not  to  -  a  strange  lump  already  formed  in  his  throat  as  he  clears  way.  "hi  -  ruby."  if  he's  surprised;  it  doesn't  show  on  his  face  -  painfully  placid.  it's  been  too  long  since  he's  last  picked  up  his  prescriptions;  had  she  always  worked  at  the  pharmacy?  his  memory's  been  worse  since  halloween;  stress  always  does  him  in.  ruins  what  little  progress  has  been  made  in  the  last  few  years.  "been  a  while,  yeah?"  a  painfully  two  -  seconds  too  long  pause.  "...how's  your  mom?"

[torpidthroes]

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[po57c0nt3n7]

❗are you two finally dating

> N0, she's 1n den1al

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Meenah: dying sounds pike it sucks barnacles how do yall carp with being mortal

Porrim: Vio+lent o+utbursts, general sluttiness,

Rufioh: thanks to den1al... 1’m 1mmortal!

[c1rcumspect]

1 th1nk 1’m st1ll 1n den1al...