"Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?
Living Dead Girl"
What started as an innocent favor of helping her friend and her boyfriend deliver two very strange dolls, quickly becomes a bloodbath for (y/n) as her two...
Okayyy. this movie is A LOT, let me tell ya. like it's up there with the strangeness of Seed. i might change quite a bit here to make things easier to understand/easier for reader to be involved.
you will have to prepare for reader wearing a wig and going by a fake name to disguise herself. it's cuz she goes to work as Dr. Foley's assistant (Nica's doc) to get close to Nica and try and remind her that Chucky is real.
this movie is another fever dream LMAO. 🤣 i'll do my bestttt.
one thing im gonna scrap is andy having chucky's head cuz i hated those scenes im sorry 😭 so yeah ✌🏻 andy will come into this in my own way.
i enjoy anything that's got chucky in it of course so, i think i liked it.
oh! and (d/h/c) stands for different hair color. so just use a hair color that's not already your own 😅 ~~~~~~
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"Ms. Pierce doesn't believe that what happened to her was real. She's dissociating and that's common in trauma patients"
A pair of hands reached up to rub tiredly at (e/c) eyes that held dark bags beneath them. The woman's feet padded lightly on the wooden interior of her newer home that she'd bought with Jade's help four years ago. She had moved out of Tiffany's mansion and tried as hard as she could to forget the betrayal and the pain associated with everything. It had worked for a while now as she hadn't seen or heard a peep from either side of the two fucked up murderous coins.
She much preferred to keep it that way.
Swinging open the door, she was greeted by a very familiar blonde woman standing on her porch. Her hair was pinned back in a bun and she was wearing a dress underneath a cheetah print coat with black heels on her feet. Her nails were long, red, and manicured. Her red lips pulled back into a charming smile.
"Sweetface-!" Her cooed words were cut off as (Y/n) attempted to slam the door in her face.
It was too bad that Tiffany's heel abruptly stopped it from closing fully.
As it swung back open, (Y/n) turned and wandered away as the blonde slid into the home as if she owned it. She had absolutely no regard for personal space.
"Come on, sweetie. Don't be like that" Tiffany purred as she came up behind the woman, settling her hands atop her shoulder. "You missed me..didn't you?" Her head rested on her shoulder, green eyes gleaming.
(Y/n) shook her off as she ventured into her kitchen, the blonde trailing behind happily.
"What do you want, Tiffany? I know you came here to drag me into some bullshit again so..spill" She poured herself some of the wine she had been saving for stressful situations. This calls for several glasses if she was honest.
