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#Child's Play 1988
selenevassos · 6 months
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death day, child's play
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okay hear me out!
Imagine a little kid buys a Chucky doll and after a while the doll starts acting weird and stuff. So the kid doesn't realise what's going on but the parents just want to throw the doll away.
The kid, doesn't want to throw the doll away but after the parents told the kid that they would get a new one she was like ''okay whatever.''
Later that night, when the kid was about to go to bed Chucky just sprints right in front of the child. Chucky expected the kid to be scared but instead they were confused.
Chucky did everything he could to get the child to be scared of him but the child is just so dumbfounded it kinda hurts.
AFTER THAT. The parents end up throwing away the doll and Chucky goes on a killing spree etc.. then Chucky gets bored and goes to find that kid again..
I wrote this at 12 am and turned out to be so cringe help.
Also be specific with me, like idk wtf to do after u said that last sentence without any more information??
"you're actually not that bad..."
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You've had your eye on those famous good guy dolls for a while. Your parents didn't mind buying it, after it was really popular and seemed to bring positive vibes. Although tad bit expensive.... It was okay.
There were soo many of them so you just closed your eyes and waved your pointed finger like crazy and picked the one it landed on. Your mother chuckled as she got your selected pick and went over to your dad to get checked.
Your mom's jaw was almost on the floor as the cashier announced the price.
"four ninety two!? I thought they ranged from only a hundred or two!" even your father seemed startled by this.
"yes but it seems this one is a chucky doll, these are very rare and so cost a lot."
Your mother turned to look at you. And then decided this wasn't the time to argue and agreed immediately to taking a coupon the cashier suggested.
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You had placed ur newly brought friend on the living room as your parents watched you open your toy.
It was just like you've seen everywhere. Permanent plastic smile and ginger hair and a cute little overall outfit.
"hi, I'm chucky! I'm your friend to the end." you smiled at this and as soon as it said it liked to be hugged you immediately did so.
This interaction warming both of your parents hearts and were glad they bought that doll for you.
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It has been a few days since you had gotten that doll but it emitted an uneasy feeling to both your parents. They would often find sharp objects around their house missing and end up near you and the doll.
They confronted you about it but you denied their accusations.
Or that one time you talked to them about over hearing chucky move around your room and the house. Your parents were concerned as you never had any experience like this before.
And they have been lately feeling if the doll is watching them. And having quite fed up with this as well as worried for the safety of their child they choose to get it rid of it later.
They announce this to you but being an oblivious child this was confusing to you. Why? He didn't do anything, (that bad) and besides he was a good friend.
Your parents not being able to come up with a good lie as to not freak you out or confuse you any further they told you they would buy you another toy a much better one at that. So you just agreed. He was a bit weird at night anyway.
After it was bed time you got ready to climb on your bed when a flash of colors as tall as you sprint in front of you.
Getting to properly look at the colorfull object, you see that it's your chucky doll! And he's smirking at you. Almost as if looking down on you. But then the more you stared at him the lesser the wide smirk on his face stayed.
"...."
"..."
"I thought dolls weren't supposed to walk."
"what? That's what you're more focused on?"
His voice sounded nothing like the ones before, it was masculine, rough and raspy.
"well I've never heard of walking dolls in real life. That's actually kinda cool!"
"what?" he some kids would be scared or running... Well it is kinda nice to be complimented from time to time. But screw it.
Chucky went under the bed and pulled out a sharp large knife and threatened you with it "okay kid, there's no time for talking. Let's play a game, it's called hide the soul. If you refuse or cause me any trouble this knife is going right into your throat."
"....."
"but I don't wanna."
"YOU- little shit..." the doll mumbled to himself he couldn't kill you, he needs you alive. Then he got the idea that if he scared you enough you would finally listen to him, he could just tie you up but his height and body severely disadvantage him. Its not like if he tried to you couldn't just defenestrate him.
He tried to scare you by throwing the knife near your head and you said to him to use a ball to play catch instead. Threatened to kill your parents, you said he was too little. Your other toys? They aren't alive. A trick by trying to fool you into thinking he gave up and so you can just sleep now and he'll go away. Of course it didn't work!
He's not a very patient man so he snapped and lunged at you but you acted quickly and picked him up from his tiny arms and locked him in the your closet then ran to your parents.
"Y/N! y/n.. Unlock the door, I'm sorry okay? I just got a little mad because that was my favourite game and you didn't wanna play.... I promise I won't do it again. Unlock the door y/n." you hesitated and didn't reply. And answered with a "I'll think about it."
At this point he had zero patience left.
"UNLOCK THE DOOR YOU STUPID LITTLE SHIT!" besides his voice, thrashing and banging was all that could be heard inside.
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*knock knock*
*𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖆𝖆𝖐𝖐*
"mommy.. Daddy.."
"jesus... What is it honey..?" asked your mom
"what are you doing up so late?" said your dad after. Looking to the clock it was currently 09:52 pm.
"chucky's being weird, he's calling me names and has a knife."
"......"
"..........."
"honey what? A knife?"
"that damn doll." your father replied under his breath shortly after, obviously sick of what's happening cause of this one small toy. getting ready to return or throw that doll away immediately.
Unfortunately it was too late to return it. Your father unlocked your closet door and got chucky out just like you told him and threw it in the trash. Finding no knife but too tired to even care anymore. He tiredly told you to go to sleep and to discuss it later.
You only nodded. And did so. Still on guard if he comes back again, he was quite scary.
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Chucky was livid and internally exhausted from all that action earlier. And the only way to charge him up is by taking his anger out. He took the knife from behind his shirt and so went his way to the unattended car and approaching owner.
It was evening and he had a killed a total of 6 to 9 people in a span of 2 days. But he got bored out of his mind and still no luck in successfully finding a child somehow. But he could always come back to you. But this time. he wasn't going to steal your soul.
Well although you were dumb, you are actually not that bad.
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It was 8:45 and past your bedtime. You forgot to lock the window and just as soon as you were getting ready to get into your bed a voice behind you called out to you.
"hey y/n." the same raspy voice said.
You turned around and see your once toy sit on the edge of your widow. immediately taking caution. "are you going to yell at me again?"
"what!? Noo!" Chucky said playfully. He was kinda surprised you didn't ask him if he was going to hurt you instead.
"I have a change a heart." he got down and starting slowly walking towards you.
"the last time you screamed at me you were acting nice." you replied sadly with a frown on your face.
Chucky stopped and then let out a loud cackle. "this one's different!" a smile was visible on his face as he walked even closer but not maliciously.
"I think you and me are going to be best friends." he added one last time.
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Yes, you and him DO become best friends and he is now your other father figure 👹
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samsrosary · 9 months
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charles in the nicachucky tank. you agree. reblog
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old-man-hell · 5 months
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need a big coat like the ones that turned brad dourif evil in the 80s.
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talvy-dust · 8 days
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No se que dibujar...
(I don't know what to draw...)
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topherfoxtrot · 9 months
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Child’s Play (1988) dir.: Tom Holland
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thisthend-friend · 1 month
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Andy Barclay || Child's Play (1988)
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gidankuroki · 1 year
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Some days ago I watched the second Child’s play movie for the first time
...And yeah
An old hyperfixation has come home again.
I didn’t like the way I drew Chucky anymore so I made some sketches to improve myself! I was drawing a fanart with the old style and that was a big no no for me. Hope you like it!!
(This is the “clean” version. You can find the one with blood here) _____ Child’s Play (Tom Holland)
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stevebuscemieyes · 7 months
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31 Days Of Horror:
Day 8, 8/31
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Child's Play, 1988
Dir. Tom Holland
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Nica: "Btw I fucked ur wife."
Chucky: "WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT?! WHAT?!"
*Nica runs Chucky over with her wheelchair*
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gigicaldwell · 1 year
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'tis the season to be spooky [30/31] ↳ CHILD'S PLAY 1988, dir. Tom Holland
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peachypaddys · 6 months
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ten frames.
child's play (1988) — dir. tom holland
vfg31 horror film challenge: day 24 · killer doll
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himes-things · 1 year
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Seed Of Chucky fan art I did in 2021
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writingpromptneeds · 6 months
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'child's play' (1988) prompts. 🔪
'I'm gonna get you...' 'Give me the power.' 'Come on. We gotta get back to work.' 'I may have something better for you.' 'You know, you have to learn that when I say something, I mean it.' 'You don't sound like everything's fine.' 'I'm scaring myself half to death.' 'That's enough stories for tonight.' 'Are you going to call me?' 'I like to be hugged.' 'Tell me why you lied to me about everything.' 'I've seen more than enough.' 'Want to play?' 'Does this look like I'm lying?' 'You don't want to go down there at this time of night.' 'What will you give me if I tell you?' 'Why don't you believe me?' 'Let me take you home.' 'Do you remember what you said the first night you met me?' 'You can't hurt me!' 'You got me into this, you get me out!' 'Tell me or die.' 'Well, it's been fun, but I gotta go.' 'And you have a date with death.' 'You're not gonna need this anymore.' 'Some child left their doll.' 'We're friends to the end.' 'I told you not to touch it.' 'You believe me now?'
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writing-good-vibes · 2 years
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Summer requests! 28. Polaroid photos! Charles Lee Ray. Pretty please!!! I know you are going to nail this.
bex, my love 💕 thank you for requesting !! i think this is my first request for you ?? so i tried to go hard af,, it's been a while but chucky is always my ride or die 🙌🔪 WARNING for mentioned/implied/mild smut and for chucky being shady (specific tw in notes, as it is a spoiler of sorts)
[☀ requests for summer prompts are still open, and will be all month ☀]
charles lee ray (polaroid photos)
Charles Ray was nothing if not obsessive.
Obsessed with ritual, with knowledge, with control. Single minded at worst and devoted at best. And right now, you couldn't quite tell which.
After a long, hot summer of fun -- because being with Chucky was fun, the most fun you'd had in a long, long time -- it was then that the rose tinted shades came off.
You were no stranger to a camera. Chucky had had a fixation on taking porno photos (or "erotica" as he had once defended it to you) for as long as you'd been sleeping with him.
He kept the stack of polaroids in a draw, bringing them out to flick through when he was in the mood. Dozens of photos of you, naked and sweating. Blurry shots where you moaned or writhed at the wrong (or right) moment. You looked up at him with wet eyes, lips around his cock. You posed, tastefully in underwear he bought (or stole, you didn't like to ask) for, before it was ripped from your body.
At first you didn't know what to make of it, when he pulled away, just on the precipice of your climax and went, "Smile for the camera, doll." But now you were used to it, used to the way he framed a shot or watched you, closely, for just the right expression.
These photos were different though. Kept tucked away in an envelope at the back of his bedside cabinet. These ones were something else entirely.
You'd met Chucky just as the dampness of spring was turning to the dryness of summer, as the days grew longer and the hot prickling of your skin made it easy to succumb to the heat between your thighs.
These pictures -- the ones he kept at the back of a drawer like a dirty fucking secret -- were downright ordinary. You were crossing the street, unlocking your front door with an armful of groceries, waiting on the platform for the tram, smoking outside the bar closest to your apartment where you spent maybe too many night. Candid photos. Photos where you weren't smiling, not because of any overt sadness but because you were simply going about your day.
In all of them you were wrapped in your coat, the breath visible at your lips. Each photo captured not only you but the bleak sharpness of Chicago's winter. Winter.
Your summer romance was much more than that. At least, it was for Chucky.
Charles Ray was nothing if not obsessive.
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talvy-dust · 3 months
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No se cuánto tiempo llevo desaparecido...no importa! Lo que importa es que al fin me di el tiempo de hacer dos diseños de mi "Child's play Au"
(I don't know how long I've been missing...it doesn't matter! What matters is that I finally took the time to make two designs of my "Child's play Au")
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