#Dr Mixter

[marvelmaniac715]

This isn’t a fanfiction. I actually decided to write that essay I joked about in my last post. I just want to give a word of warning: I am probably not qualified to talk about this, I’m not a psychologist, I just wanted to give this a shot and write my observations on the Chucky franchise through the lens of parental abuse.

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After a long period of examination, I’ve concluded that the Chucky franchise is mainly about Chucky traumatising and interfering with the lives of various children. This could perhaps be an allegory for parental abuse and manipulation. In this essay I will examine Chucky’s relationships with Andy Barclay, Jake Wheeler, Barbara and Nica Pierce and Glen and Glenda Tilly-Ray-Valentine.

It is fair to assume that (before their murders) Chucky’s parents spoiled him. This is evident when they do little to nothing when he smashes his birthday piñata with a bat. The fact that young Charles is comfortable and unafraid of doing this in front of his parents suggests that something similar happened before and was not challenged or corrected. Perhaps overindulgence fed into Chucky’s anger issues to the point where, if denied, Chucky flies into a rage?

As well as parental abuse (which I will discuss shortly) Chucky has frequently engaged in domestic abuse as well as murder. His relationships with Sarah Pierce and Tiffany Valentine display a large amount of entitlement and mental instability, from killing his romantic partners’ loved ones to threatening their lives if not worse, Chucky’s desire for control is evident in his interactions with women. His murders could be seen as an outlet for his fury, he almost always seems happier (if not calmer) when he’s killed someone. In his own words, killing helps him to ‘relax’, and much like the destruction of the piñata, this form of destructive behaviour has been encouraged by people such as Tiffany and Dr. Mixter, who should have endeavoured to correct this behaviour yet refused to due to their own fascinations with Chucky’s insanity.

The first two victims of Chucky’s parental abuse are Barbara and Nica Pierce. Whilst it’s not explicitly implied that Chucky abused Barbara (probably due to a desire to raise her as his own) up until her death it is clear that she has been impacted by the traumatic events of her youth. She struggles to maintain a healthy relationship with her husband (probably recalling what happened to her mother, even subconsciously) and has a nanny raise her child. A reason for this (as well as for social status) could be either an inability to connect with her (not wanting to get attached in case she loses her in a similar incident to what happened to her and her mother when she was young) or a desire to protect her child with additional help, refusing to let Alice go through what she went to. The trauma that Chucky induced at an early age led Barbara to seek distractions or answers in life, through religion and an affair with Alice’s nanny.

Nica is an example of the longterm effects of parental abuse. Before she is even born, one of Chucky’s outbursts leaves her paralysed (years later, Chucky denies responsibility for this and insists that he is the victim). This betrayal makes it harder for Nica to trust people, especially when Chucky possesses her and tries to make her cooperate with him. 

Whereas Nica Pierce is an example of the longterm physical effects of parental abuse, Andy Barclay is an example of the longterm mental effects of parental abuse. He first encounters Chucky as a child, and the doll sends the boy’s life into total upheaval, eventually causing him to be removed from his mother. Along with physical violence, Chucky tries to manipulate Andy into thinking that he was sent from his deceased father to be with him, almost trying to take Andy’s father’s place in his life. To this day, Andy cannot ever feel safe because he always fears that Chucky will hurt him again. If looked at through the lens of parental abuse and not a desire to steal Andy’s body, Chucky’s continuous attempts to hurt Andy could be attributed to a desire to control, cultivated in his youth due to a lack of intervention when Chucky first displayed violent tendencies.

Glen and Glenda are Chucky’s only biological children. His relationship with them contains a continuous cycle of punishment and reward: when they obey him they are praised and rewarded, when they disobey they are attacked and punished (Chucky even threatens to ‘punish’ them in the finale of Season 2). There is also clear favouritism, the child that seems similar to Chucky is praised and the one that favours peace is shunned (this could be attributed to Chucky’s underlying narcissism). One of this is when Chucky thinks that Glen is a murderer like him and calls him a ‘natural’, yet when Glen comes at him with an axe he doesn’t hesitate to attack because Glen is disobeying him (interestingly though, when Glen kills him, he is immensely proud because Glen is exhibiting behaviour that Chucky considers desirable in his offspring). Another example of this is when Chucky refers to Glenda as his ‘favourite kiddo’ when it appears as if they are going to free him: the child that is the most helpful or like him at a certain moment will become his new favourite.

The relationship in which the parental abuse is most apparent is the relationship between Chucky and Jake Wheeler. Following the death of his father, Chucky almost tries to take a parental role in Jake’s life, trying to mould the teenager into a younger version of himself and even snooping through his things. Even though Jake purchasing Chucky was by chance and Chucky needs any innocent person to kill in order to raise his army, I personally believe that Chucky’s narcissistic tendencies once again come into play and he begins to see Jake as a younger version of himself (this is supported by the fact that teenage Chucky looks slightly like Jake). There is yet another endless cycle of punishment and reward, when Jake agrees to kill he is rewarded with a pleasant conversation in which Chucky gives him advice and tells him about his childhood, but when he disobeys Chucky, (it is heavily implied that) he gets beaten. Despite apologising and claiming it will never happen again, Chucky attacks Jake in the finale of Season 1 and throughout Season 2. Another example of Chucky manipulating Jake to try and endear himself to the teenager is that he claims he is (at least) an ally to the LGBTQ+ community by mentioning his gender fluid children Glen and Glenda and insisting that he is not ‘a monster’. This too is proven false when he mockingly says to Jake ‘that is so gay’ in the finale, causing the boy to retaliate. 

In conclusion, the Chucky franchise could very well be an allegory for parental abuse and manipulation, explored through Chucky’s relationships with the various children and teenagers he encounters. The violence that began unchecked in Chucky’s youth developed into murder and a ruthless desire to control anybody even remotely under his care, mentally and physically traumatising people such as Andy Barclay, Nica Pierce, Jake Wheeler and Glen and Glenda.

[rroaddkill]

I support women's wrongs until its Dr. Mixter. Literally what was with her

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Hey Fozz! I'd love to hear about your Chucky HCS!

///// TW FOR GROOMING AND MENTIONS OF CSA //////

(Note that this is for my own version of the Chucky TL despite it taking ideas from the series/TV show)

You look like an angel (look like an angel) Walk like an angel (walk like an angel) Talk like an angel But I got wise

You're the devil in disguise Oh, yes, you are, devil in disguise

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The true beginning of Chucky's descent into the career of a serial killer had happened in the office of child therapist and psychologist Amanda Mixter, someone who was bored with their profession due to it being fored upon her by her parents

Until she had laid her eyes and claws into the recently traumatized 7 year old Charles Lee Ray, seeing someone she could mold into her own personal social experiment and.... compainionship on the side since she found it "too hard and too time consuming" to find it in the appropriate dating fields with men her age

Having been gaslit by her to the point of convining the young boy into believing that he had killed his mother on his own volition with no help or coercion from the killer that broke in that night instead of the truth of him being threathen with both his and his mother's life if he did not do so, Chucky during this time until he stopped seeing her at the age of 15 thought that she was the closest thing to a mother and sister figure that he had at the time

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It took years until Chucky had met up with Tiffany again in their adulthood did he truly realize what had happened to him since Tiffany's look back then looked a LOT how Mixter did when she was young and it would actually bother Chucky a lot and would sometimes even cause flashbacks to encounters he had with Mixter (but of course never told Tiffany about it and lashed out at her a lot, hence it being a big part of why The Sarah Thing happened)

It was only after hearing one of the songs that he and Mixter used to "dance" to come over the radio in Jesse and Jade's van during the events of Bride and having a panic attack hearing it in front of Tiffany did he finally decide to tell her what happened with him and Mixter all those years ago (and went into detail into how it was one of the mian catalyst to The Sarah Thing after they had Glen and Glenda)

To this day Chucky still has a hard time every time one of the songs from their sessions comes on and HATES being called Charlie even though his mother used to call him that before she died becuase Mixter called him that so much (and he hated it even back then, but never protested), and he has a high distrust of authority figures, especially around his children

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This is a extermely heavy duty headcanon so I totally understand if this is all a bit much for you and others, I just hope that you're able to find it interesting (is that even a good word for this??)!

Have a great day my friend!!

[nicascurls]

Breaking the Dollhouse AU

Just remembered that Mixter was Bree’s therapist…and the one to tell Junior and the others that she committed suicide. So when Junior sees her at Lord Incarnate and realizes that she’s been working with Chucky the entire time, he immediately tries to kill her. Nica barely manages to stop him with a “Not yet”, but he still promises that Mixter was “his” and he would kill her one or another.

So when Chucky swaps their souls and Mixter ends up in Chucky’s body, Junior follows through on his promise and beats her to death by slamming her on the floor and wall. With each hit, he names who it’s for and it’s everyone she’s been responsible for their deaths because of Chucky (Bree, Sarah, Alice, etc.). Finally, he says “And this is for me” and stomps on her head, killing her with maniacal laughter that makes everyone briefly wonder if Chucky possessed him too.

Junior was ready to rip Mixter apart as soon as he saw her and put the pieces together. Nica was able to catch on quickly enough thanks to Chucky's possession and the memories of his that she had seen and is able to gently grab his arm.

As soon as they figure out the souls are switched, Nica just gives him a little nod to tell him know the choice is all his. (Nica had made one small request earlier that Junior would make sure she paid for what happened to Alice since I am fully convinced that Mixter must have been Alice's therapist that gave her the doll in Cult).

[silvershewolf247]

Andy: One day I'm going to kill you

Mixter: Oh please, you can't even kill yourself

[barclaysangel]

If Junior was at Lord Incarnate

Dr. Mixter: Someone ought to put you in a mental hospital!

Junior: Someone should put you in a box floating down the river, GRANDMA!

[lexyscross]

Do I make a playlist for Chucky to spread my "Chucky loves his parents and is in denial about his trauma" propaganda? Yes or yes? 🤔

[gillipopmoji]

more honorifics :3

[roboraindrop]

The more that I read about season 3 part 2 the more excited I get!! But I also can't shake the deep jealousy I get when thinking about where exactly this could go, especially with the way that the trailer went sgkfkdks

[xhellodollyx]

To add to this: a big part of my original backstory for chucky (back when the show had just been announced but we knew it would take place in Hackensack and was a result would show his backstory) had to do with religious trauma from stories I heard at one of my past jobs working at a call center for a lawfirm that did abuse cases, specifically surrounding catholic and Mormon churches. It had to do with the cult like mindset of some religious communities that display the front of a happy God-fearing suburban neighborhood in the 50s (based on some horrific stories I heard irl from people who called into that call center) and how Chucky and his parents moved to this neighborhood when he was a kid that had dark dark secrets in said neighborhood.

Listening to a lot of ethel cain lately is making me wanna give chucky religious trauma... like come on, he WOULD have religious trauma, it would explain so much his fear of death and more specifically fear of going to hell. To me his backstory in the show is actually nearly perfect to me, so I might just sprinkle in religious trauma that we don't see behind the scenes. Like maybe the boys home he went to was a religious organization we just didn't see much of it. And maybe his parents were religious but not to an extreme extent, but still—having religion hammered into his head so young and still choosing to kill, then having the realization that he will probably go to hell stuck with him growing up

[marvelmaniac715]

Remember that essay that I wrote on here about Chucky? Well, it occurred to me that Nica studied psychology, so maybe I could write a fic where Chucky’s trying to annoy her and she just does a full on psychological analysis 😂. I’ll give it a sappy ending because that’s my favourite type to write, and it’s set during Season 2 of the tv series where Chucky/Nica, Kyle and Glenda are hiding out together because I thought it would be fun. Enjoy it :).

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Today, Chucky thought he’d try and play ‘psychologist’. His logic for this is that he spent some time in a mental institution, so he was basically an expert. Nica just rolled her eyes and ignored him as he tried to piece together her (in his words) ‘messed up’ childhood. But then he tried talking about her dad, and that hit a nerve.

“Okay Charles, let’s talk about you.”

This stopped the doll in his tracks.

“…Excuse me?”

Nica smiled sweetly knowing full well he could see her and politely responded:

“You’re excused.”

Chucky seemed flustered now.

“W-what do you know about me?”

Nica scoffed.

“You talk too much. When I get bored of your blabbering I look through your memories to see how you got like this. After months of careful examination, I’m confident I have a full psychological profile that can explain why you are the way you are.”

Now Chucky seemed really nervous.

“I’m like this because I wanna be, there isn’t some touchy feely crap that-‘

“Wanna talk about your mom, Charlie?”

If Chucky could’ve killed her, he would’ve.

“Nobody calls me that.”

Nica smirked knowingly.

“Two important women in your life have.”

Trying to regain control, Chucky retorted:

“Yeah well, I hate to break it to ya, but you ain’t an important woman in my life.”

Nica choked out a bitter laugh.

“I disagree, but I’m going to move on. Shall we begin?”

“I don’t want to.”

“Great, let’s get started! Okay, this is just my best guess, alright- I’m spitballing here. But… little boy kills his mom in a panic and realises that he made a huge mistake. Big strong man that reminds him of his newly dead dad teaches him a valuable lesson and spares his life so the idolising of violence begins… you move to a Boy’s Home and the only person who truly understands you calls you by the nickname your mom called you in moments of extreme fondness and rewarded you with I’m guessing physical affection like hugs and head pats when you committed a destructive act. She treated you like the little boy you still were inside despite having to grow up quickly in the foster system. Oh yeah, and I’m pretty sure she groomed you.”

Chucky seemed outraged by this point.

“Okay, two things. One, how the hell did you know all that? And two, I wasn’t groomed, isn’t that only to do with-‘

“It counts for other things, the thing you’re referring to is just the most common one. In your case I believe she was grooming you to be a killer in order to live out her own twisted fantasies- maybe more, she creeped me out so I didn’t look at those memories too much. But you grew up, and she still treated you like a kid when you were convinced you were an adult. So, craving independence, you distanced yourself from her and began hunting at night clubs, right? That’s where you met Tiffany and began a super toxic, borderline abusive relationship that spanned several decades. But she wasn’t enough, was she?”

After a quiet moment of reflection, Chucky admitted:

“She was just… too much.”

Nica nodded sagely.

“Exactly, and you wanted to be loved, didn’t you? At that point in your life you didn’t want someone who could match or maybe even surpass your level of crazy, you wanted a family, with someone who was (in your eyes at least) innocent and untainted. And what could be more innocent than a pregnant woman who already has a fully potty trained kid ready to go? But she didn’t love you, and my sister didn’t warm to you the way you’d hoped-‘

“I tried everything to get that stubborn brat to like me. She refused to call me Daddy so I settled for Uncle, but that wasn’t enough, oh no. I brought home every toy I could find, I even untied her mother for a few hours a day once I’d locked the door because it made her sad. Hell, I let her keep going to daycare! Why didn’t she like me if you’re so wise in the ways of psychology, Nica?”

“Well, you killed our dad. That doesn’t usually make for a great start. Also, I’ve seen those memories and… you looked sorta creepy. Would a haircut have killed you? You looked like Tommy Wiseau in that really bad movie ‘The Room’. I kept expecting you to ask some one called Lisa ‘Why’ and respond to a man called Mark’s trauma with ‘What a story, Mark’. To a little kid, you probably looked like the boogeyman.”

Chucky’s only response was a quiet and disbelieving:

“My hair wasn’t that long-‘

Nica cut him off with a mocking:

“Maybe he was born with it? Maybe it was L’Oréal?’

She punctuated her last sentence with a dramatic head toss, letting her hair sway from side to side.

‘L’Oréal: Because you’re worth it.”

“We’re getting sidetracked here.”

“Yeah, maybe. Anyway, where was I? Psychopathic tendencies…’

“Yeah, that’s fair.”

‘Classic textbook narcissism…’

“I’m not a narcissist.”

‘It shows in the way you attempted to raise your kids-‘

“Don’t you fucking talk about them. And I’m not a narcissist.”

‘So you don’t believe you’re God- sorry, Damballa’s gift to this world?”

“Well… I am pretty great…”

“I literally want to slap you right now. Anyway, moving on. We’re just gonna skip past most of the doll years, the height perspective makes me dizzy. But I would like to discuss the twins, thanks for bringing them up, by the way. I thought you’d forgotten that they existed-‘

“Why would I forget my own kids’ existences?”

‘-Well you aren’t a great dad, you tried to kill your own six year old-‘

“He started it.”

“That’s very childish logic, but I digress. You traumatised that poor kid because you expected too much. You wanted them to be like you. You made Glen kill when they weren’t ready and Glenda made their first appearance because the kid was so stressed out that their twin probably felt the need to protect them! You were a horrible parent and you still are!-‘

“I’m an amazing parent actually.”

Nica raised an eyebrow.

“Oh really? What were their first words as dolls?”

Chucky thought for a second, then he said:

“Not sure about Glenda, but for Glen it was probably ‘violence is bad’, they said that a lot.”

Nica shook her head.

“Nope. Not even close, and even I don’t know. How about first words as humans?”

“Tiff was raising them, so probably something like ‘Mama’?”

“And you wish it was ‘Dada’, don’t you?”

Chucky didn’t answer, so Nica tried again.

“It’s okay to admit you love your kids and regret not being there-‘

“I don’t regret anything.”

“Okay, strong words for the guy who willingly transferred his soul into a doll.”

“Every move I make is meticulously calculated.”

“Stop changing the subject Charles, we’re talking about your kids here, your flesh and blood. How you failed them.”

“I didn’t fail my children.”

“Glen told me that they don’t feel whole, neither of them do, they were born in one body and they were meant to be together, but you went along with your wife’s batshit surrogacy idea and literally fractured their souls. Don’t you feel guilty about that?”

“…Maybe.”

“Do you tell your children you love them?”

“Hey, I called Glenda beautiful-‘

“You did, but in the same conversation you called them ‘Shitface’ despite knowing about their trauma. And we both know that was just to get them on side so they’d free you. Now answer the question, do you love them?”

Chucky didn’t say anything, so Nica kept talking.

“Your kids- or Glenda is at least- are terrified of you. The poor kid has to constantly be at your beck and call otherwise you scream at them. You haven’t tried to get to know them, you haven’t talked about their interests- your twins like art, did you know that? The twins waited their whole lives to meet their dad and now they’re learning that he’s a tyrannical monster who doesn’t give a crap about them. I mean, what’s your plan in the long run? Have the twins stay by your side to rub your tiny doll feet or some shit as your army rises to the top? Kill them and stuff their souls into any old doll so you have more soldiers for your little army? You aren’t parenting them, Chucky, you’re torturing them.”

Chucky finally spoke, but he wasn’t as defensive as before. He was quiet now, as if he didn’t want to admit this.

“I don’t want them to be scared of me. They’re actually the only people I don’t wanna scare. But… I don’t actually know how to love someone. I failed every time I tried. I couldn’t make it work with anyone, platonically or romantically. Do you know how much it hurt when I had to fight my own kid? I was so proud of them when they used that axe… I think I’m starting to realise that violence is the only way I can properly express myself. Maybe in a way me fighting Glen was like if I was teaching them to ride a bike or something, I don’t know, I’m not a psychologist. I’m getting off topic, but what I meant to say is that I do love my kids deep down, but I don’t know how to show it.”

Nica was taken aback. She hadn’t expected this sort of breakthrough, not when Chucky always seemed so convinced that he did nothing wrong and had zero flaws. Maybe her comments had actually been getting to him? There was no way to know for sure; this could be some sort of act after all, but if it wasn’t, she wanted to try and repair Chucky’s relationship with his children. If only to cheer up the heartbroken twins (after speaking with them a few times, Nica actually really liked them, they were sweet and almost nothing like their dad). With this in mind, she suggested in a soft voice that was barely above a whisper:

“I don’t think you have to do anything… overt, exactly, just tell them the truth, that you love them and feel bad about how you treated them. Do you want me to give you control of the body for an hour so you can tell Glenda?”

Chucky was confused.

“You hate it when I take over, why would you do that?”

There was quiet, then a tired sigh.

“I’ve been in the twins’ shoes. I would do anything to hear my dad say he loves me, even once. And you’re still alive, so you have no excuse not to do it.”

With that, an agreement was made and Nica voluntarily fell asleep so that Chucky could control her body. It was quite late, so Kyle wouldn’t be up. But would Glenda be? Chucky had no idea. Even when he had control of Nica’s body it took him about fifteen minutes to work up the courage to wheel into the small bedroom that his youngest had claimed as their own. He chuckled when he noticed that Glenda slept sprawled out like a starfish - just like he had when he was first human. 

It occurred to him that he had no actual plan from this point onwards. He refused to launch into some sappy speech, he just wouldn’t do it. But he wanted to do this, and Glenda was asleep so there would be no shame or embarrassment on his part unless he woke the kid up (which he wouldn’t, he had experience sneaking around at night). Clearing his throat, Chucky began to whisper:

“Hey kid, you up? No?… Good, because this would be awkward for us both if you were awake. I don’t have much time till Nica wakes up again and bugs me, so here goes… I love you. This isn’t some sort of manipulation tactic or something stupid like that, I actually do. And I’m sorry for pretty much everything. You and Glen didn’t deserve to be dragged into this mess, so my bad.”

It didn’t feel like enough, despite the fact that Chucky’s heart was pounding in his chest with fear and panic with the knowledge that he’d been brave enough to do all that. Extremely unsure, Chucky extended a metal hand (it was so weird to have no sensation in either arm or hand, he’d experimented with his new limbs several times and was still confused) and cupped the side of Glenda’s face.

In their sleep, Glenda smiled and contentedly nuzzled into the cold metal hand. Chucky denied all of this when both Nica and Glenda asked him about it the next morning. 

[rroaddkill]

Thinking about how Dr Mixter canonically only fucked up chucky mentally because she was bored.

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Y'all can hate me for this but:

This is LITERALLY how I see Chucky and Dr. Mixter's Dynamic/Relationship their entire time knowing each other (even when she was with The Colonel Chucky) and nothing can change my mind

Long Story Short: Amanda Mixter is a Fucking Creep

[silvershewolf247]

Me at the beginning of each season, knowing I'll be dissapointed:

Hey what if chucky possesses andy

[sunstoner]

happy pride people of the internet

is your gender a bit fucky? are you tired of the same old same old honorifics? are you simply just bored and looking for some reading material? well youre in luck!

in my scouring of this site ive yet to find one giant list of alternate honorifics/prefixes/titles or whatever you want to call them (maybe i didnt look hard enough, who knows) so i decided "fuck it! let me make my own." it took a while to find these and i definitely have to thank the gender census for a lot of them. (note: this is probably not all possible prefixes! these are just what i could find and what i could find pronunciations for (excluding part 4). feel free to mention any others & their pronunciations!)

anyways! continue below the part

part one: matching

these honorifics/prefixes/titles look similar enough to mr/ms/mrs/miss while also not being those. and no, its not just mx! note: for space purposes there may be a list of titles with one pronunciation

1. m.

can be pronounced em, mist, messer, master, or magister

2. m*.

pronounced miss-star

3. ma.

pronounced mistra

4. me.

can be pronounced mew or messer

5. mg.

can be pronounced mage or magister

6. mir.

pronounced mir

7. msc. ; misc.

pronounced misk, shortened from miscellaneous

8. mist. ; mrm. ; msm. ; mtr.

pronounced mistrum

9. ml.

pronounced mistrel

10. mm.

can be pronounced mistum or mistrum

11. mn.

pronounced mine

12. mnt.

pronounced mount

13. mq.

can be pronounced mick or marquis

14. mre.

can be pronounced mistree or mystery

15. mrsr.

pronounced merser

16. mrw.

pronounced morrow

17. mry. ; mse. ; mys. ; myst.

pronounced mystery

18. msr.

can be pronounced messr or misser

19. msry.

pronounced misry

20. mssr.

pronounced messer

21. mst.

pronounced mist

22. mstr.

pronounced master

23. mt.

can be pronounced mount or mistrum

24. mtx.

pronounced matrix

25. mu.

pronounced as written

26. mv.

pronounced maverique

27. mw.

can be pronounced mew or morrow

28. mx.

can be pronounced mix, mex, mux, mixter, mistrum, or monselle

29. mxr.

pronounced mixer

30. myr.

pronounced myster

31. mz.

pronounced miz

32. mzr.

can be pronounced mezzir or mezzer

part two: branching

these honorifics/prefixes/titles are the same as part one, but they look different from the "default" format. so many letters. note: for space purposes there may be a list of titles with one pronunciation

1. an.

pronounced any

2. c. ; cap. ; capt. ; cpt. ; cptn. ; ct.

pronounced captain

3. cd. ; cde. ; cmd. ; cmr. ; cmrd. ; com.

pronounced comrade

4. cit. ; ctz. ; cz. ; czn.

pronounced citizen

5. cnst.

pronounced constellation

6. cr.

can be pronounced comrade or cryptid

7. de.

pronounced done

6. div.

pronounced div, shortened from individual

7. dm.

pronounced dame

8. dr.

pronounced doctor

9. drst.

pronounced dearest

10. em.

pronounced as written

11. en.

can be pronounced enby or entity

12. ent.

pronounced entity

13. eu.

pronounced eunuch

14. fh.

pronounced fellow human

15. fw.

pronounced fellow worker

16. hm.

pronounced human

17. hon.

pronounced on, shortened from honorable

18. hx.

pronounced hex

19. ind.

pronounced as written, shortened from individual

20. inv.

pronounced inevitable

21. jan.

pronounced as written

22. lic.

pronounced licenciature

23. nb.

pronounved en bee, shortened from nonbinary

24. nl.

pronounced null

25. nr.

pronounced nister

26. nx.

can be pronounced nix or nex

27. per. ; pr.

can be pronounced per or person

28. phl.

pronounced philosophe

29. prof.

pronounced professor

30. rab.

pronounced rabbi

31. rev.

pronounced reverand

32. sai.

pronounced sigh

33. san.

pronounced as written

34. ser.

can be pronounced ser or serah

35. sr.

can be pronounced sir or serrah

36. syr.

pronounced as written

37. sys.

pronounced system

38. the.

pronounced as written

39. tr.

can be pronounced ter or teacher

40. vd.

pronounced void

41. vr.

pronounced ver

42. vx.

can be pronounced vix or vex

43. xr.

pronounced xer

44. zr.

can be pronounced zir or zeester

part three: sir? ma'am?

these honorifics are specifically meant to replace the sir/ma'am words. they feel different than the other ones so they get their own part.

1. boss

2. captain

3. chief

4. comrade

5. friend

6. gentile

7. m'ir

8. sa'am

9. sai

10. tiz

11. xir

12. zir

part four: how do you say...

these honorifics are ones i couldnt find pronunciations for... if you know em lmk please & thanks 🫰🏾

1. sn.

thats it, i couldnt find a pronunciation for it but i thought it was cool 🤸🏾

thats all folks

i might update depending on the responses i get and anything else i find :)

last edits: 3 jun 2024

[silvershewolf247]

The Morning After

Kent Academy students had a tradition on the night of their graduation. Before they were off to whatever shitty apartment, broken family, or military career awaited them. All the freshly adult students would get together, and get royally plastered. On Andy’s last day, he swallowed a handful of codeine stolen from the nurses' office and washed it down with several cups of whatever shit an 18-year-old thought to mix from the faculty's liquor cabinet. The next morning he donned some sunglasses, swallowed a handful of Tylenol, and took a long bus ride to the first of a few military bases.

All this to say, Andy’s had his fair share of bad hangovers. So to call this his worst hangover, says a lot. Andy tried to position himself. He was clearly in a bedroom, there was an empty bottle of liquor in the trash. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think he was in his twenties again. He used his hands to comb his hair out of his face. It was a cruel reminder of exactly where he was. No longer matted, but still too fucking long. 

Andy tried to retrace how he got here. He remembered stabbing Chucky and decking Mixter. He almost smiled at that. He remembered running through the woods, jumping in front of the car, the nice lady, the hospital, the douchebag cop, and then… Andy stopped breathing. He sat up slowly. Then he noticed a woman’s coat on the floor. He stood up, and the floorboards creaked. And he heard something halfway between a hiss and a breath and followed the noise. 

On the floor, on the opposite side of the bed, was the body. A young woman, probably no older than thirty. She let out an airy groan. For anyone else, this might have given them hope. But Andy knew better. Her eyes were open and her pupils dilated. Her skin was pale, but her palms and fingers were blue. He knew what had happened. He nearly collapsed, as he shambled out of the bedroom.

There was a burning weight in his chest and acid in his throat. Andy didn’t have to look around for long, because the bathroom door had been left open. He walked over, fell to his knees, and expelled all the food he didn’t remember eating. 

When he finished emptying out all the food and acid in his stomach, he fell back, collapsing against the tub. He rested his head against the cold porcelain and took slow, deep, burning breaths. They didn’t help at all. Then he heard the door open, and heels on the wood. 

“Charlie!” Mixter shouted into the house. “I wasn’t sure how big the mess would be, so I brought garbage bags, paper towels, baking soda, vinegar, peroxide, and oregano!” she finished. She walked towards the bedroom but stopped in her tracks when she saw the bathroom door open and the light on. She stood in the bathroom doorway, looming over Andy’s collapsed form. 

“Charlie,” she sighed, walking over to him. She sat down on the tub next to him, combed his hair out of his face, and pulled it back with her fingers

“I did try to warn you that all your binge eating and drinking would make you sick. Your new body has limits, and you’ll have to respect that,” she continued, Andy realized she was talking to him. If he hadn’t emptied his stomach, he would have thrown up again. Instead, it was all he could do to pull away from her, jerk away, readjust himself against the sink, and glare.

“How long?” Andy asked.

“You’ll have to be more specific, how long is it going to take to clean this up or how long until you stop feeling like shit?” Mixter responded before taking in Andy’s expression. 

“You’re not talking about that are you, Charlie?” she asked. Andy was silent but the revulsion was clear on his face. 

“You’re not Charlie at all are you?” she continued, Andy kept staring at her. She was quiet for a minute, she looked away from him and tapped her fingers against the tub. 

“You woke up quicker than expected, Mr. Barclay,” she finished, glancing back at him. 

Not quick enough, Andy realized when he looked at her. The dark bruise on her cheek from where he hit her was almost entirely gone. Mixter was an old lady; he couldn’t imagine it would have healed quickly. 

“How long?” he repeated. 

“Again, you need to be more specific. It’s been a couple of months since you drove off the cliff, and about six weeks since the hospital,” she responded. 

Horror washed over Andy. Six weeks. There was so much Chucky could have done in six weeks. Too much.  

“How many?” Andy choked out.

“Would it kill you to ask the entire question?” Mixter responded. Andy took a deep breath and braced himself. 

“How many people has he killed?” Andy asked, a frustrated defeat in his voice. 

“Oh,” she responded with mocking clarity. She shrugged, “I have no idea; I only know about the ones I helped him with.” When she finished, she turned around and moved to the tub's edge to lean against the wall. Her back cracked and she let out a sigh of relief. 

Andy struggled to his feet, using the sink to pull himself up. He looked down at her, glaring. He took a deep breath and tried to muster all the confidence and rage he could, 

“And how many was that?” he asked. Mixter rolled her eyes. 

“Eh, three or four, one of them might have just been a hookup,” she responded. Andy nearly collapsed to the floor hearing that. Leaning heavily on the sink, he repositioned himself in front of it. With shaking hands, he turned on the faucet. And frantically cleaned his face and hands. 

He dried off and found himself staring into the sink, trying to avoid looking in the mirror. He gripped the sides so tightly Mixter thought it might chip under his fingers. 

The room was silent for a minute. Then another. Andy couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. But he felt a familiar weight on his hip. And he did what he always did when he was terrified. Mixter hardly reacted to the gun pointed at her,

“Someone’s eager to add another body to the count,” she said. Andy pulled the gun back. 

“You should give yourself a refractory period, I’ve heard it helps keep the murders fresh,” she continued

Andy looked down at the gun in his hand for a minute. Then before he had a chance to second-guess himself. He pushed it to his temple and fired. 

“Fuck!”  Chucky exclaimed, pulling the gun away from his head. The shot went into the ceiling.

“Didn’t think he’d go that dark so quickly,” he said, as he put the gun back into its holster.