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BRIDE OF CHUCKY (1998) dir. Ronny Yu
⭒ ⋆ 🔪 horror kitty couples by ghostwrlds ⋆ฺ࿐🐈⬛ ࣪⁎˚
HI i’m so mad at the finale but lesbian chucky does something 2 me. also kyle and andy cause they r so sweet and special to me
Please Don. Please just show me Andy and Kyle. I’m down on my knees. Please. I want to see my babies so badly.
Chucky and Ghostface in a box❤️
"En un tour de main"?
Dany ERDOCIO
Pls fuck me in my bed as you stab me baby.
yeah, that's right I'm a slasher fucker, deal with it.
GODDAMNIT I LOVE THE WAY YOU DRAW HIM!! THE STYLE IS SO GOOD OMFG
chucky Chucky chucky Chucky Chucky and Chucky
I don’t wear this jacket as much as I use to, so people don’t get to witness how cool it is. I’ve decided to post pictures of it here. I started the jacket in like 2018/2019. I’ve sewed all the patches on by hand. I’ve only made 2 of the patches (both fuck you patches and the obscure metal band ones) myself and the every thing else is bought. All the pins are bought too.
One day he just won't be there and that makes me sad....
Slow day... dropping this Brad Dourif chaos compilation back in the Enclosure
YouTube poster Abbi, you are a legend. Recently rediscovered this and lost my shit all over again
I usually despise TikTok but this was pretty charming!
This tiktok is everything
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Stu and Billy meet Chucky
Tbh this was a fast little doodle
For @horror-blog-78
-The moment Tiffany saw Billy she immediately he was her baby
-She likes dressing him up and cute and adorable outfits usually kinderwhore and Billy loves it
-They love to bake together and Tiffany helps Billy make cookies especially for Stu
-Sometimes when Billy has a nightmare he’ll grab Tiffany and just cuddle with her like a real doll and Tiffany will hug him
-Billy also loves talking to Tiffany about anything as he feels she’s the only one who understands him
-Going out in public is always awkward as people always ask Billy why he’s carrying a doll that looks like Courtney love and Tiffany can’t do anything as she has to try to not blow her cover
-Billy will help Tiffany with a kill if she needs to and of course she’s always there to give him good advice on anything and Billy hugs her as she’s basically the best mom anyone can ask for
-They both love Sisters of Mercy as they’ll listen to a lot of their songs especially Lucretia My Creation and Black Planet
-He helps cook and he always does the dishes but when Chucky is there they’ll leave the dishes to him
-Billy loves Glen/da and vice versa sometimes they help do Billy’s makeup usually mascara as they think they make his eyes look pretty and highlight his lashes
-Billy loves watching romance movies with Tiffany and she loves watching horror movies with her son
-Billy loves his doll mon a whole lot and vice versa as she considers him her baby as he considers her his mom
I blame @adoredmarigold for this so
I'm completely convinced that everyone has that character who is a horrible person who has done absolutely nothing good in their life but who they somehow love anyway.
For me is this little motherfucker.
Some Amaro Appreciation I don’t draw him as often then I should’ve.
I truly do admire Brad Dourif’s ability to inhabit complex and often eccentric characters is unparalleled. Whether he's playing a mentally disturbed patient, a charismatic villain, or a sympathetic outcast, Brad Dourif brings an authenticity to his roles that captivates audiences. His dedication to his craft is evident in every performance, making him a celebrated figure in the world of film and a true inspiration to aspiring actors. Brad Dourif's talent is a gift to cinema, and his work continues to be a source of admiration and appreciation for fans and fellow actors alike.
So that’s why I am Voice Claiming him as Amaro. He’s perfect to listen to when writing his character and it’s really fun.
I know it’s silly, but I also wanted to make clear that, yes, This Blog is mainly Beetlejuice heavy, inspiration for my story and with the characters but I really want to capture the essence of Brad Dourif’s Chucky in Child’s Play, more than I wanted to with Michael Keaton’s Beetlejuice when writing my Creepy Character Amaro. Childs Play was my number one most feared movie growing up and I mean I was really petrified of everything that seemed even slightly scary and with my Father being a major horror fan, everyday seemed like a waking nightmare Lolz. So it only makes sense that I would want Chucky to be one of my main inspirations for Amaro. Not a huge deal but still.
oh my god, bring in the wholesome dad chucky and Caroline content
This is a Caroline and Chucky fic, because I’ve never really written about her before. Is it canon? I don’t really know, it could be. That’s up to your personal preference.
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Chucky had always wanted a daughter. When he played House in the school playground as a child, he’d always pretend that the make-believe family’s ‘baby’ was a girl, despite insisting to anyone who would listen that he wanted a son.
He had no clue why he wanted a little girl, perhaps it was some hidden nurturing instinct that he’d tried to repress? Or perhaps it was just some strange obsession? It wasn’t quite clear, but he’d always told himself that when he grew up, he would have a daughter.
When he first met Tiffany, he was convinced that they could start a family together. One day when they were cuddling together on a hotel bed next to a person they’d murdered, he shyly confessed that he wanted to name his daughter Charlotte. Tiffany’s response to this was going to the pet store and finding the biggest, hairiest spider she could. She presented it to Chucky in a tank with a handwritten label that said:
“Hi Daddy, I’m Charlotte!”
It was when he met Sarah that Chucky truly thought he was going to have a family. Barbara Pierce was around three at the time, and Chucky can still remember how she’d scream every time he came near her, and how her mother would yell at him for ‘playing too roughly’ (although Chucky didn’t think that a few light bruises when play-fighting were all that bad).
He thought that when he killed Sarah and stabbed Barbara’s eye out his desire for a family would truly be gone. He didn’t even really like his own kids all that much. Did he love them? Of course, all parents should love their kids, was he proud of them for being comfortable enough to live unashamedly as they truly were? Absolutely, but he didn’t really know them, so he had no reason to genuinely like them.
Yes, the deaths of most of the Pierce family should have put his wish for a family to bed, but if that were the case, how was Chucky meant to explain Caroline Cross?
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At first, he didn’t really take notice of little Caroline. She was a means to an end - Lexy Cross’s end, that was. Chucky usually tried to avoid getting attached to the kids he was forced to live with, because he’d either go crazy and kill them or be unable to leave them.
In truth, Caroline was a pretty quiet kid. Her saving grace, amongst other things, was that she never played rough with her dolls. She could concoct elaborate fantasy stories that Chucky actually ended up really enjoying whenever he was ‘forced’ to play with her.
He didn’t like her sister, and he didn’t like her parents, but Caroline herself was… okay. She certainly had a knack for getting what she wanted, a trait that Chucky definitely admired. It was always nice to see a young person be so…spirited.
What really made him take notice of Caroline however, is one day when the sun was shining bright in the sky. Caroline was lying out on the lawn, holding a magnifying glass. Chucky had no idea why until Caroline pulled him closer and he realised that the little girl was using the magnifying glass and the heat of the sun to burn ants to a crisp. There was a sadistic glee on her face as she did it, and in that moment, Chucky came to a realisation that made his heart stop for a moment. Caroline Cross was just like him.
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With this newfound realisation, Chucky started paying more attention to Caroline, and discovered that the similarities ran deep. They even had the same blood type, a fact that particularly amused him.
But with his more in depth observations about Caroline came the sad realisation that, despite caring for her somewhat, her parents had pretty much neglected her. And so, it usually fell to Chucky to braid her hair, help her with homework, tuck her in at night, even to make sure she brushed her teeth, just like tonight.
As Caroline came skipping out of the bathroom in a unicorn onesie, Chucky was waiting by the door to enquire:
“Did you brush your teeth?”
Caroline nodded in confirmation, and gave him a cheesy grin as if to prove that she’d done it. But there was something… off. Realising this, Chucky asked:
“And did you floss?”
The girl said nothing, but when Chucky pressed further, she looked down at the ground ashamedly and muttered:
“Nobody does.”
Chucky sighed deeply and gently admonished her, saying:
“Caroline, you have to floss your teeth. You ate a lot of candy today, there’s bound to be sugar stuck between your teeth. Go back in there and floss, please.”
Caroline clenched her fists and stamped her feet, protesting:
“No, I’m not gonna do it! How’s it gonna help me?”
Now, Chucky was a very good storyteller, and he’d used this skill several times to put Caroline to sleep. But right now, he realised that he could use this to his advantage in order to make her floss. So, leaning in conspiratorially, he whispered:
“Wanna know a secret? Before I transferred my soul into a doll, I never brushed my teeth, or flossed. Like you, I didn’t see the point. But guess what happened? My teeth started to fall out, there were huge gaps inside my mouth, not to mention the blood and the toothache!”
Caroline winced, and her clenched fists relaxed and fell limp at her sides as her eyes widened in disbelief. Of course, none of this was true. When Chucky was first alive he’d taken great pride in his dental hygiene, but what Caroline didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her. Deciding to combine two important lessons into one, deciding to go with something that was semi-truthful, saying:
“And, I smoked, which made my teeth even worse! Now, I was very unhappy when I had to transfer my soul into a doll, but honestly? I am so grateful, because I have teeth again and don’t need to cram food into a blender in order to eat it. You don’t want to end up like me, right? Looking into the cost of dentures before you’re forty?”
Caroline shook her head rapidly, and Chucky had to suppress a laugh as the girl raced back into the bathroom and began slamming drawers open and shut in search of dental floss.
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It was a quiet day, and Caroline had decided to do some drawing. Chucky was quite busy, but he decided to check in on Caroline and see what she was doodling.
“What are you drawing, Caroline?”
The girl didn’t look up from her work, and simply said:
“A unicorn head.”
Chucky nodded in acknowledgement, and was about to praise her drawing and then walk off when he noticed something:
“Uh, what are you using the red glitter pen for?”
Caroline looked up and smiled slightly at this as she said:
“For the blood coming out of the severed unicorn head!”
Chucky blinked in surprise and asked:
“Can I keep this when you’re done? That’s adorable.”
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It had been an accident, okay? A slip of the tongue, a spur of the moment decision. Chucky didn’t mean to lie to Caroline. What had happened was that Caroline had ran into her room and flopped down onto her bed, sobbing her little heart out. When Chucky asked her what was wrong, the girl choked out the sad story of her mother ignoring her and not coming to her dance recital through thick sobs.
This angered Chucky, because he’d watched Caroline rehearse in front of her mirror, and she was getting really good. She’d been so excited for her mother to watch her perform, and Michelle hadn’t even had the guts to attend her own child’s recital? That sort of person didn’t deserve to be a parent.
Now, what Chucky had meant to say was something along the lines of: ‘That woman doesn’t deserve to be a mother’. But a combination of anger on Caroline’s behalf and exhaustion (because it was quite late at night) meant that instead, Chucky blurted out:
“That woman is not your mother.”
Caroline looked up at him in surprise, tears momentarily forgotten in her shock. Chucky had a choice to make now. Did he apologise for the slip of the tongue, or did he double down? On the one hand, it wouldn’t be right to lie to her. But on the other hand… Chucky really liked Caroline. If he played his cards right, he could potentially walk away from this situation with the daughter he’d always wanted. With this new goal in mind, Chucky took a deep breath and continued:
“Your real mother’s called Tiffany Valentine…”