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Outrunning Karma » Chucky leaned his head against the edge of the desk and breathed, swallowing thickly. The lump in his throat gave a little, enough for him to speak. "Hey, Tiff." (TW: Self Harm)
Child's Play, T, English, Angst & Family, chapters: 2, words: 7k+, favs: 4, follows: 1, updated: 7/21 published: 7/19, Chucky R., Andy B., Tiffany
This Is New The doll leans himself back on his hands, watching as Andy sticks the joint in his mouth for another drag, and he only speaks up again when he's finished. "What're you playing at here, asshole?"
Child's Play, T, English, Angst, words: 2k+, favs: 2, 7/16, Chucky R., Andy B.
Don't Talk About It And all too quickly, Chucky can't breathe. He feels robbed, he feels like he's mourning, grieving. Mouth clamped shut, he wants to wail over a loss he doesn't completely understand. All he knows is that the man in front of him isn't the same kid he used to be and Chucky would do anything to be standing in front of that six year old again. (TW: Graphic self-harm, blood/gore)
Child's Play, T, English, Angst & Drama, words: 1k+, favs: 2, 7/14, Chucky R., Andy B.
Friends To The End, Motherfucker Andy grinned - and Chucky wasn't sure whether to feel furious or proud at the trickle of fear that managed to crawl its way down the back of his neck when the man leaned a little closer to him. "Why don't you tell me what you're thinking, Chucky? I'm your best friend, after all."
Child's Play, T, English, Drama & Angst, words: 5k+, favs: 2, 7/13, Chucky R., Andy B.
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