#chucky (2023)

[buttonsfleas]

Oh...

Andy Barclay x reader "maria"

Scenario: Andy died and Maria had just come home from work and she saw his dead body.

Another day...another work day having to stay at work for 4 more hours which means, less andy. Honestly, I don't know what I'd do without him. I just miss him so much I had to sneak on my phone and text him.

M: baaabbeee, can we have a cuddle date? x

A: only if there can be kisses too. x

M: of course x

A: how long until you're out of work? x

M: just over half an hour ); x

A: awh, I miss you x

M: I miss you too x

A: can we also watch a movie? Maybe The Banana Splits Movie? You alllwaays talk about it and I've never seen it so, can we? x

M: yes x

A: good. I miss you so much. x

M: I miss you too. x

A: I love you. x

M: I love you too. See you soon, my boss is gonna kill me if he sees that I'm not working but I love you more then anything and anyone. Bye 🥺🥰🥺🥰 x

He didn't reply after that text. Why? He literally has mommy issues for me.

Timeskip

I had just gotten home from work and a uber was leaving the street when everybody around here has a car. Why?

The bedroom light was on so he must've been awake and waiting for me in bed. I just can't wait to be able to cuddle him again.

I grab my backpack from the back seats and lock my car and then go inside and drop my bag next to his in the porch and he'd usually be like "babe? Hello?" Or just come downstairs and hold me hostage with cuddles and kisses all night, but tonight felt different.

I walk up the stairs and the bedroom door was open and I couldn't hear his breathing or a movement or even a word from him except for my footsteps echoing throughout the house.

I walked inside and my heart shattered.

His wrists were tied up to the headboard and his throat has been gutted. His head was facing left and his legs were too. His fingers were still and the right side of his neck was stabbed.

"Andy?..." I ask, no response.

Then I remembered, it's that time of year again.

I can't belive this could happen to him.

I broke down on the floor and kneeled next to him with tears streaming down my face and I felt like this was it. He didn't deserve this.

I layed next to him and cried into his chest and mumbled all sorts of things and even this didn't make me feel better.

Not after he had just proposed to me last night.

[mateos-surgery]

LETS GO JOHN AND BILLY BISEXUAL DUO LETS GOOOO

these absolute madmen. they actually did it. they actually made billy the puppet bisexual.

[batboyblog]

Happy New Year!

Be Even Gayer in 2023!

Love, Victor (Hulu/Disney+) Heartstopper (Netflix) Heartbreak High (Netflix) Elite (Netflix) Fire Island (Hulu) Interview With the Vampire (AMC+) Chucky (Peacock) The Bastard Son & The Devil Himself (Netflix) Young Royals (Netflix) Three Months (Paramount+)

[afilmbyjemma]

[jammerspyjammass]

M3GAN is one of the new horror icons, I love her

[slashericons]

Tiffany Valentine — Chucky, S03E03 &S03E04 (2023)

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I got into a ramen eating contest with Ghostface and Chucky, Chucky won so Ghostface and I drowned him in ramen bowl together, then we ran away and had a picnic in my backyard.

[abagofmagictrix]

I demand more iconic female horror villains, pls

[marvelmaniac715]

I’m watching the latest episode of Chucky and I LOVE Chucky roasting other killer dolls. “He didn’t even get a franchise” and “Fuck you, M3GAN” will live on as iconic quotes, I really believe it

[asktherays]

2013 to 2023

Happy (late) Halloween 🎃🎃🎃🎃

Had to rep Arleen Sorkin, may she rest in peace❤️

[yeahthatsinteresting]

'Bride of Chucky' (1998)

[buttonsfleas]

KINKTOBER 23

President's orders...

President James Collins x reader "maria"

Day 5

I was the president's youngest son's babysitter and tonight he was having a party and said I could come if I got his youngest son "Henry" asleep.

After half an hour of getting Henry ready for bed and reading him a story, I was walking past the oval office back down to the garden where the party was held.

Me and my friends had dressed up as slutty skeletons with: a black short skirt and white skulls on it, a black croptop with skulls hands on our breasts, a skull facepaint makeup look, black boots with our hair in a high ponytail that looks all slutty.

As I walked past the office, President James Collins (or who I call James) exited his office and he held onto my shoulder from behind.

"Hey, Maria. Is Henry asleep?" He asked as I turned around.

"Uhm, yes." I said nervously. Even though we were good friends, I was terrified of him. I never wanted to lie to him or upset him, who knows what he could do.

"Okay, can you help me for a second?" He asked and I just nodded. I never wanted to back down on him.

He pulls me to his office and I see fake blood and a new shirt.

"Could you help me put fake blood all over me and this shirt?" He says as he holds up the shirt and blood "I don't wanna get the one I'm wearing ruined." He says and chuckles softly.

"Uhm, sure." I say happily and then he takes his shirt off and that's when my whole life just flashed before my eyes.

He had a handsome and tight waist with toned and muscular abs with arms full of muscles and blood. He had many tattoos over his chest and arms. I suddenly felt like I was standing infront of a god. His left arm glowed from the moon's light as the curtains had not been closed and luckily no-one could see what I had just witnessed.

He notice my reaction and smirked "first time seeing such a hot bod?" He asked lustfully. "You should see yours." He smirked playfully. I knew what he was onto.

He then took my hand and pushed me under the desk as he sat on his desk chair and said lustfully "give Mr President what he needs, dolly."

I wanted to hesitate but he had just hypnotised me into giving him my all. I nodded and then unbuckled his belt. He took his belt and put it on the top of his desk, I knew what he was going to do later with the look in his eyes as he set the belt down. He lifted his pelvis up as I pulled down his pants and boxers, exposing his 11 inch hard-cock right infront of my face. I nearly gasped. It was like I saw fucking casper.

"...go on...be a good little ghoul and give me what I need." He said to me demandingly but lustfully. I nodded and then put my mouth around his cock and pushed my head down. I stopped for a moment and then started to suck harder, gagging and moaning on his cock. I kept sucking and he grabbed me by my hair and pushed my head up down in his cock and I kept picking up the pace.

His dick was as wet as water and as hard as rock and he felt close to cumming, I knew it. He moaned and groaned and then after a while, I felt his cock pumping his cum and I tried to pull away but he pushed me down and I had nothing to do but swallow his cum.

Maybe this was why he kept the belt, because he knew I was gonna pull away.

He stood up and held my chin up and made me look at him "good girl. C'mere." He pulled me to the edge of his desk and he made me bend overit and he grabbed the belt and lifted up my skirt. I wanted to stop him but I also wanted this, I needed this.

He whipped my ass with the belt multiple times until I was begging for him to stop. Every slap felt horrible but good, it was like staying off of school when loads of tests were going on for my least favourite lessons, but being off because I got hit by a car. (Relatable 👀) and he stopped and lifted me up and sat on his desk and made me sit on his lap.

He stroked my hair and gave me small kisses before putting me in Henry's room, asleep next to Henry with the duvet covering Henry's neck and lower parts of his body and covering just under my shoulders.

James kissed me on my forehead before leaving the room and closing the door...

[ants-personal]

anyways i really wanna know what randys plan was after he called the cops and then was trying to get benson to what? go outside to talk to him and then what? what!? was he gonna admit to it? tell benson he did it because he has to stop. because he dragged miss beard into it. Even if it ended up looking like a domestic issue scene outside. beg him to just leave he has enough time to go before they get there Offer to go with if he just leaves? he doesnt want benson to die. please live for me. hes sorry heart clenching at the betrayal on bensons face leaving them both crying

like randy what were we thinking girl

[sarxzu]

[kianapaints]

Finished it four days late.needed more time than I thought to finish it...

And also belatedly, Happy Halloween!🎃🎉

[daddyhausen]

• kinktober day six : forced orgasms — chuck taylor •

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{ summary } — a simple punishment wasn’t enough, he needed to break you, make sure that you’d never disobey him again

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } cnc, fingering, face slapping, ropeplay, restraints, sex toys, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia daddy kink, sub!reader, forced orgasms, degradation, overstimulation, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, squirting, male + female orgasms vaginal creampie, internal cumshots

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{ pairing } — fem!reader x chuck taylor

{ genre } — smut

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you could not move, body bound to the bed with thick rope, tautly secured around your wrists

your legs bent at an angle, the rope wrapped around your thigh and shin, securing them in a spread, uncomfortable position

same with the ankles having been tightly bound, secured to the bedframe also

a vibrator positioned at your clit, currently buzzing at high speed

abusing your sensitive pearl as dustin looked over you with a faux concern

“don’t look at me like that” he remarked noticing the swell of tears forming in your eyes, pleading for him to show you mercy

how your cheeks flushed with arousal, a thin sheen of sweat gathered at your hairline

he did not care for your predicament, maybe you should have known better than to flaunt yourself so recklessly in front of the locker room then maybe he might have just spared you

your crime? wearing an outfit that was the slightest bit more scandalous than your usual ensemble

it was simple, enough to catch the eye of even the most nonchalant of men

a tight-fitting mini-skirt, leather of course, the fabric always accentuated your features so well

and a brassiere like halter top, the fabric wrapped around your waist, two large straps that crossed over your breasts with a cutout exposing the underside of the pillowy mounds

leaving very little to the imagination

“daddy…please…” you whimpered, body twitching against the harsh pulses of the vibrator

“what?” he paused, only emphasising his statement to come

“do you think i want to punish you princess? of course i don’t. but you need to learn your lesson”

“l-lesson?” you stammered. you had no idea what the lesson entailed but you sure knew it was one that aggravated him

dustin rolled his eyes, followed by a scoff as he smoothed down his beard, having let it grow out the slightest

“this body…” he gripped your knees in his large palms for emphasis, not even referring to your body as your own.

“it belongs to me. and the sooner you get that through your pretty little head i won’t have to punish you like this”

he poked your forehead between every word in the phrase of “pretty little head” to further instill the significance within your mind

he leaned down, increasing the speed of the vibrator by one- no two pulses.

your head instantly recoiled back into the sheets, a long drawn out moan left your lips, followed by desperate pants as the pleasure coursed through you.

“look at me” he grabbed your chin when he noticed your gaze began to faulter.

“look at me!” he repeated, free hand slowly starting to tease your dripping folds

“i. own. you.”

he kept his wording slow and deliberate.

as if having to explain to someone not of great intellect

he let his fingers dance against your soaked folds, dipping them in and out as he gathered your wetness on his fingertips

“i own this pretty pussy, sweetheart. i’m the only one who can fuck you so good it’ll leave you cock drunk for days. i’m the only one who can make you cum until you’re begging for me to end it-“

his monologue was cut off by a rush of pleasure leaving your belly

your juices coated his fingers, dripping from your void like the waterfalls of niagara

he merely scoffed with a devilish smirk

“that’s it?” he cockily questioned. “that’s all you got?”

his taunts rang true in your ears, that was indeed all you had.

your mind had been absent these past twenty minutes or so, having not even registered the sheer lack of magnitude your orgasm has created for him

“i know you got more than that in you” he added to the vibrators speed, turning it up to the maximum intensity

“daddy no-“

“daddy yes” he cut you off

“don’t be a greedy little whore, share some of that sweetness with daddy”

he dipped his fingers into your void, curling upwards in a sort of come-hither motion, all the while pumping the lanky digits in and out of you

your pussy clenched around his fingers, so desperate to please him

to apologise for your actions earlier in the day

you peered down, watching the way his fingers disappeared inside of you.

“don’t look down. look at me.” he reminded sternly

your gaze met his own again.

he stared intently through you, deep into your soul

his eyebrows knitted together in concentration as if he was trying to examine your thoughts

his mouth only moved to utter an insult or a soft groan due to the sizeable erection pressing up against the inside of his jeans

“i- i’m sorry daddy” you pleaded, desperate and on the verge of another orgasm

“sorry doesn't cut it, princess. you know what you did and you need to pay for it”

you threw your head back again, frustrated at the pleasurable assault on your cunt

it wasn’t the fact that he was ruining you with his fingers, the vibrator included

it was the fact you couldn’t touch him while doing so

you struggled against the ropes

twisting your wrists and tugging at the knots he’s created

“don’t struggle, it’ll only make them tighter” he spoke with an unusual monotone in his voice

his nonchalant demeanor made you feel unnerved

it was so unlike dustin

part of the reason why it turned you on so much

your cunt throbbed with pleasure, a sick squelching sound ringing through both your ears as you grew increasingly wetter with his movements

dustin increased his speed, finger pumping into you at rapid force as you spilled over

he freed his fingers from your void as your walls contracted around air, juices squirting from between your thighs

“oh shit-“ dustin remarked, cleaning his fingers by bringing them to his lips, haphazardly licking them clean

“see? much better this time, princess”

his praise held a mocking undertone to it as he turned off the vibrator

you sighed with relief, your clit far too overstimulated to continue taking any more abuse of that nature

“i still think you’ve got one more in you through”

your eyes winded, wanting him to repeat his sentence just to make sure you were not hearing things

his thumb gingerly drew circles against your clit

your body jolting back, clit too stimulated and sensitive to his touch

“n-no more daddy…please no more” you begged through tears

“oh princess…” he pouted, you thought that he would have had a shred of sympathy for you in that moment

“what good is your punishment if i didn’t force you to cum all over my cock?”

he stood up, unbuckling his belt letting his jeans fall to the floor with a thud

“i gotta fill that pussy up, make sure everyone knows; that you know, i own it”

his cock stood tall and proud against his stomach, tip

leaking pre-cum as you licked your lips in anticipation

he teased your folds, lightly slapping the tip against your overstimulated clit

you winced in pleasure, cunt shuttering at the touch

he gave you no time to catch your breath, even less time to collect your thought as he pushed deep into you

his thrusts violent and quick

in desperate need to get himself off

“god…don’t know how a whore like you has such a perfect little cunt”

he slapped your cheek playfully, fully emtoumbing himself in your warmth

“i’m a lucky man, aren’t i, princess?”

“y-yes daddy”

he pushed down on your knees, that spread of your legs caused your hips to angle up, gaining him further access to your cunt

he slammed into with vicious force, hell bent to retrieve at least one more orgasm from you

your cunt, so overstimulated, fucked beyond what you thought humanly possible, quivered around his size

so needy with your third, and hopefully final orgasm of the night

“f-feels so good daddy…your cock is so b-big!”

“i know” he remarked, his tone as self-absorbed as ever

“c’mon sweetheart i can feel it, why don’t you give daddy another one?”

you whimpered through clenched teeth, fingers gripping at air as you tried desperately to hold on

“fuck fuck fuck!!!” you chanted, feeling your release crashing through you

you screamed with pleasure, body convulsing with your orgasm

he was soon to follow, holding your hips still as he filled you to the brim without warning

cum leaking from beneath your thighs

“i hope you learned your lesson princess”

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