(Y/N) is 18. He is graduating from high school and has his whole life planned out, but he faces one big trouble that may shatter his dreams: The act of coming out as transgender to his parents. Though, one day, he finds a Good Guy doll at his graduation, and this one doesn't happen to be lifeless.. he's Charles Lee Ray. But this little doll happens to have his own coming out issues as well...
TRIGGER WARNING FOR READERS:
This fanfic will contain cursing, blood and gore, deadnaming (unintentional + intentional), misgendering (unintentional + intentional), implied smut at some point, 18+ topics, body touching, and lawbreaking/criminal activity!
(Y/N) will NOT be a doll, he will NOT be submissive or a bottom.
Chucky will NOT be human, and he will not always be topping.
For the first time in ages, he was being listened to, not just heard. His voice moved like the waves they danced in only a few days ago and carried out across the room like the storm raging outside.
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George had never really felt like he fit in. Not because his adoptive family struggles with him being a trans man, or the fact that his younger sister is everything he will never be, but because hes always felt small.
Cue in Dream, Georges best friends new dorm mate for college. Hes everything George wants to be. Tall, tattooed, cis, not to mention incredibly sexy. When his eyes fall on George the Earth seems to stand still.
And that really fucking terrifies him.