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❛ You can't call this living. You've just been on life support. Time to pull the fucking plug. ❜ ⇋ Cԋυƈƙყ ⇌ ───── ↻ ─────

“I never had this voodoo shit down this good, we know it works. I actually know what I’m doing for a change.” He chuckled trying to make her relax, he’s come back from death many times now.

He wants @pontiacbarbie to sit on his face.

Chucky stared to kiss along Tiffany’s neck going down to her cleavage where she started leaving little marks. His hands going down her sides before continuing to go lower. At this point nobody els would know what happened expect for them.

“You know I do” He let out a little moan, this new body seemed to have his hormones all over the place.

Mood

“Where’s my chocolate bunny?”

He’s popping the trunk now. It’s been all day? Ah, shit.. “Hey, honey..” He’s smiling and using his best sweet voice.

He forgot about @WINEREDICHOR being in the trunk of the car. Hopefully she’s not too pissed off.

Oh, he’s got to take her out? Fuck, well he’s got to think on his feet. He didn’t plan shit.. “Take a guess baby.” Maybe she could suggest something he could pretend it’s his idea.

He’d let his fingertips dance over her tattoo those sweet words of hers touching his heart, His next words genuine. “I love you, Tiff.” He’d move to kiss her on the lips gently, see they can have a good moment.

Well, maybe she should be happy he put any effort in at all! This is stupid anyway! “Maybe I’m saving all of that for when you say yes, did you think of that?”

His hands went to softly massage her hips as Chucky let his chin rest on her shoulder. “I was wondering if you’d like to be my Valentine~”

He’s rolling his eyes, this is absolutely ridiculous. On the other hand he wants some.. so he’ll play nicely. He’d put on the most sweet voice this body can make. “Oh Tiff, honey?”

Aren’t they in a relationship? Hell, aren’t they married? Wouldn’t it be a given that they are each other’s valentine’s?

What is it this time?

Where the fuck is Tiff?

He’d glare at her feeling a strong urge to choke her out, the redhead had anger issues.. they both did. “What? I thought you liked all of this more.” He’d let his hands go over the female form he was inhabiting. “Andy’s gana suffer.. but I don’t need that body anymore.”

He’d roll his eyes at her while opening and closing his hand, mocking the blonde. “Hopefully they aren’t dry this time.” He decided to bug her a little as he walked by with a smirk. “What happen to you quitting smoking?”

He’d groan when he was hit quickly moving and covering his head. The blonde better watch it, Chucky can get in a pretty bad mood. “This is what I’m talking about!” If it wasn’t for her pretty face and rocking rack he’d have offed her by now.

“Yeah, we-“ Before he could finish his words he was dragged down into the floor with her, he didn’t think she was going to pull that hard. He was pretty much ontop of her as he groans. “What the fuck?”