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hidey-fvcking-ho · 2 years

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Hi can you please do a Andy Barclay x reader & Drabble first meeting him?

Your First Meeting With Him // Andy Barclay

Your First Meeting With Him

Character(s): Andy Barclay and Chucky (cameo)

CW(s) for this story: Cursing, mentions of violence (towards Chucky mostly)

Reader is gender neutral! (they/them)

A/N(s): Thank you so much for the request! I really hope this is what you wanted :) I had a lot of fun writing it!! It's also a bit short so I apologize haha (Also a small note... this is not the end!! Things will get better!! If you request a sequel, that is lmao)

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Your first meeting with Andy Barclay was through a dating app.

His profile appeared normal at first.

He was a little over 20, from Chicago and a former student at Kent Military School.

His gallery included photos of him in random places, like on a beach or on a tall bulding overlooking a city. Others showed off his collection of guns, and one picture with his mom.

He seemed like a really cool guy, so you messaged him.

The comversation went well, especially for online dating. He wasn't creepy, and he seemed to be genuinely interested in you.

Why not meet up for coffee?

From there, it was smooth-sailing. Every week, you'd meet up for coffee, or even the odd breakfast or brunch if you felt like it.

He was funny and outgoing, but even you could tell there was something he was hiding.

It wasn't your business to pry, especially this early in the relationship.

About a month into it, he invited you over to his house—a cabin in the woods.

Okay, a bit of a red flag but... maybe you were just over thinking it?

The plan was just to have a nice chat, and maybe play a board or card game or two and then he'd make you dinner before you left to go home. Simple enough.

It started out that way, too. You got there and he made you both some tea before pulling out a deck of cards to play Go Fish. You thought it was cute, so you went along with it.

And that's when you heard it.

"Aaandyyy, let me outtt!"

You paused.

He froze.

"...What... what was that?"

"...My cat."

Second red flag. You specifically remember him saying that he did not own any pets.

It came again.

"C'mon, Andy... I thought we were friends til the end! Is this how ya treat your friends, you fuckin' shithead?!"

Okay.

What.

The actual.

Fuck.

You had begun to stand up, already ready to make a break for it if this guy actually had a fucking prisoner in his house.

"Wait!"

Andy reached out, tipping the tea over in the process. It stained the cards a dirty brown as he held onto your sleeve.

"Let go!" You growled, ripping your arm away. "There is no way that's a fucking cat!"

"You'll... you'll never believe me if I told you."

"Unless you can give me some kind of feasable explanation, I'm gone."

Andy struggled with himself for a moment, but at last decided that it would be best to let everything out in the open.

This was probably the last time you'd see each other, anyway.

You watched as Andy opened up a secret compartment, where a safe sat nestled into what you previously thought was a wall. He opened it, and what you saw...

You shouldn't have given him a chance.

"You have to be fucking kidding me."

It was the head of a doll. Nailed. Burnt. Torn and beaten. Its scarred face matched with all the damage was haunting. You felt like you were going to be sick.

Andy took a gag out of its mouth.

"You can't expect me to believe that a doll just—"

"Better believe it, toots!"

Oh god. Oh no fucking way. You had to be dreaming.

The doll, bodiless and ruined as it was... just spoke.

And not in the way dolls were supposed to speak, either.

It blinked its melted eyes, mangaing a smile through scarred, broken silicon.

Your face must have amused him, because he let out a creepy laugh that sent shivers up your spine.

"Nice one, buddy! Picked up a real hottie this time; I'm impressed."

Andy didn't say anything, but he did look increasingly annoyed.

"Went from first to second base pretty quick too, huh? That's quick, even for you. Have you fucked 'em yet?"

Andy stuffed the gag back into the doll's mouth despite its multiple curses and screaming, before placing it back into the safe and shutting it in.

You said nothing.

He said nothing.

The silence was so thick that it even a butcher knife couldn't cut it.

He was the first one that spoke up.

"...I didn't want you to know until later."

"Yeah, well..." You swallowed an anxious breath. "Maybe you should put 'owner of a creepy-ass fucking doll' in your bio. For future people."

"W-Wait, what do you—"

"Andy. You're great. You're awesome, actually. But this is... this is just fucking nuts."

Andy didnt protest as you grabbed your bag, covered in droplets of tea. You grabbed a Joker card from the forgotten deck of cards. Just to remind you every time you saw it that you almost went out with the fucking freak.

"Bye, Andy. This is the end."

The door slammed behind you.

#child's play #chucky #reader insert #andy barclay #x reader #andy barclay x reader #hideyho writes #hideyho requests

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 2 years

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Hey all!! So sorry for being inactive. Work has been kicking my ass lately, but don't worry!! Writings are coming soon, I promise <3

#hideyho speaks

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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highkey already thinking about making this a chapter fic only blog-

i have a lot more fun doing chapter fics than anything honestly?? even tho the one i just posted (barbie boy) is definitely NOT my best work

i will 100% go back and change up basically everything in it. i hate it.

......i was projecting sSKSKSKSKKS

but yeah! i guys! is me. hope you enjoy my horrible fics. love ya 💚

#hideyho speaks #im so sorry #i cant tag #love you guys

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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Your First Meeting With Him // Chucky

Your First Meeting With Him

Character(s) in this fic: Chucky

CW(s) for this fic: swearing, blood, implied death, typical Child's Play things...

Reader is gender neutral!

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Your first meeting with him was... should we say, 'interesting'.

I don't think either of you got a good first impression of each other.

And on that note, it shouldn't even be called a meeting. More like forced acquaintances.

It all started on a hot summer afternoon, just as the sun was beginning to set.

Your ass of a manager had forced you to stay an hour over at work because three different people had decided to call in sick that day and they were understaffed. Of course, you couldn't just refuse; you needed this job.

But that doesn’t mean you weren't pissed about it on your bike ride home, a whole hour and a half later. You could be sitting at home watching shitty horror movies right now!

So caught up in mumbling curses under your breath, you subconsciously followed the path home; the same path you'd taken nearly every day since you started working.

Typically as you neared this particular alley between your local pizza parlor and the gun store (the pizza place was almost ASKING to be shot up), you'd stop to pet the stray dogs that munched on the leftovers in the dumpster. Today, though, it completely slipped your mind.

Without really thinking about it, you peddled on by.

Or, tried to.

Out of nowhere, a shadow appeared from the alley, practically leaping in front of your bike.

Cue an, "Oh shit!".

You slammed on the breaks as quickly as your reflexes would allow, but you weren't able to stop in time.

"Fuck!"

Your tire rammed into the figure, sending it to the ground. Thankfully you could spare it the pain of being run over by a mountain bike.

"Shit, shit, shit, are you okay?!"

You assumed it was the dog that you always doted on who ran out in front of you, expecting pets like every other day.

You got off your bike in a hurry, not caring as it fell to the ground.

That was when you realized that dogs don't scream "fuck".

Much less talk when being run over.

You paused just short of kneeling down, carefully looking over the figure you had hit.

...Okay, no, you had to be dreaming.

This thing was like 2 feet tall.

There was no way you just ran over a toddler, right?

Oh, shit, it's wearing overalls.

Oh god, look at those tiny feet.

It's a fucking toddler.

Is that blood? Ooooh, god...

You knelt down. It must be knocked out. It was quite an impact.

Fuck, it'd really help if there was a light around here!

(Street lamp flickers to life.)

Oh, thanks-

What the fuck.

...

....

.....

That is one scarred baby.

No, wait. Doll.

It was a fucking doll.

Who the hell decided to throw such an ugly doll in front of your bike?

A dick, probably.

...Poor thing. It was probably the result of some cruel kid's experiment.

Without really considering who the hell screamed "fuck" earlier, you picked up the doll heaving a long sigh.

You briefly glanced into the alley. No pupper today, it seemed.

Well, if nothing else, your sister now had a new tea party member! After you got this poor guy cleaned up and all.

Seriously, why was he bloody? Ew.

You put him in your bike's basket, continuing on your way home.

RIP the poor doggy and the pizza parlor owner you left behind in that alley.

You returned home to your apartment about 10 minutes later, throwing your bag down on the couch and following suit not a moment later, the doll in your lap.

Its eyes were open now. Strange. You could have sworn they were closed earlier. Maybe its one of those dolls that closes its eyes when its laying down? Possibly.

That's when you noticed the logo on his overalls.

"Good Guy".

You sat up, suddenly excited. No way! You used to have a Good Guy what felt like years ago. What was its name- Pauly? You used to love that thing.

Considering how beaten up it was, you weren't sure if its voice box even worked anymore. Might as well try though, right?

"What's your name?"

The doll blinked, turning its head side to side as it spoke in that same childish voice you remembered.

"Hi, I'm Chucky, and I'm your friend til the end! Hidey-ho, hahaha!"

How charming.

Well, you were thankfully off for the next two days, so might as well get this lil guy fixed up before he meets your sister tomorrow.

Holding Chucky under your arm, you traveled to your closet, where you found your sister's hamper of clothes she keeps in your apartment for the nights she spends over. Some of her old things were probably small enough to fit a Good Guy.

As if you'd hand him over in tattered, bloody clothing to an 8-year-old.

When you found what you deemed suitable clothing, you headed to the bathroom to get him washed up.

You fished out some wet wipes, cotton balls and swabs, and isopropyl alcohol in preparation for what you were sure would be a battle getting all that caked-on grime off.

"Well, Chucky... say goodbye to these ol' things."

You turned him over, pulling the straps of his overalls free and then his shirt.

Oh, right. They come with batteries.

Well, might as well check them and make sure they're not leaking battery acid.

You reached for the clasp-

"At least take me out to dinner first."

The head swiveled around.

That wasn't the voice of a Good Guy.

Isn't that the same voice that screamed "fuck" earlier?

Oh.

It took you a good few moments, but in the end, you dropped the doll, screaming at the top of your lungs.

You went for the bathroom door, aiming to run out and lock him inside, but he was way ahead of you.

The door slammed in your face, and all you could do was back up--tripping over the edge of the bathtub and falling ass-first into it, might I add--screaming all the while.

You watched as what should have been an inanimate doll reached up to his tiptoes to click the lock into place, before turning towards you with probably the most sinister look you'd ever seen on someone.

At that was saying something.

Cause he was, y'know.

A doll.

"Shut up, for fuck's sake!"

Okay, yeah, that definitely wasn't something the old Good Guys said.

"The fuck do you mean, 'shut up'?! A doll just came to life in my hands!"

He looked a bit surprised at your boldness, considering you were freaking out just a second ago. It could be argued you were still freaking out.

Just quieter.

"And its my fault that said bloody doll--who I might add ran right in front of you and your stupid bike--didn't raise any red flags?"

Okay, he's got you there.

"O-Okay, I'm sorry for running into you and--and bringing you here, or whatever, but... F-Fuck, just tell me what the hell you want!"

Chucky raised a brow.

You shouldn't have been as impressed with his human-like movements as you were.

"Well, if you're offerin'..."

God-fucking-dammit.

Your breath caught in your throat as Chucky pulled your stylized hair scissors from the pocket of his overalls.

"What I want is insurance."

You swallowed the bile rising in your throat.

"W...What kind?"

"You make sure I can hide safe an' sound here, and you won't lose all your limbs, startin' with your fingers. Sound like a deal?"

...It wasn’t like you could say no.

#chucky x reader #reader insert #hideyho imagines #imagines #chucky #child's play #charles lee ray

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎ CONTENT WARNINGS ▪︎

Warnings about anything and everything my fics may include.

My fics may include but are not limited to:

Blood

Gore (light, mild, or heavy will be specified)

Knives and other sharp tools (such as needles and scalpels)

Guns and other firearms

Lots and lots of cursing

Mentions and graphic depictions of death and violence

Graphic smut

Murder

More to be added as requested and found out. Please check back frequently to be sure about what you are getting yourself into!

#chucky x reader #scenarios #reader insert #imagines #content warning #cw #hideyho content #child's play #chucky #charles lee ray #tiffany valentine #glen and glenda #andy barclay

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎ MASTERLIST ▪︎

My writing masterlist! I will update this as I post them, so check back frequently!

Child's Play/Chucky Franchise

《Chapter Fics》

None yet...

《Requests》

Your First Meeting [Andy Barclay]

《Drabbles》

Your First Meeting [Chucky]

Notice that a fic hasn't been added to the list? Let me know so I can fix it!

#chucky x reader #scenarios #reader insert #charles lee ray #chucky #headcanons #hideyho headcannons #hideyho masterlist #masterlist #drabbles #hideyho drabbles #hideyho imagines #imagines #andy barclay #tiffany valentine #glen and glenda #child's play

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎WHAT I WILL WRITE/WILL NOT WRITE ▪︎

A comprehensive list of the things I am comfortable and uncomfortable writing for. First off, who I'm writing for:

CHUCKY / CHARLES LEE RAY

This includes;

《Child's Play 1-3, Bride, Seed, Curse, Cult, and the Chucky TV series.》

This does not include;

《Child's Play (2019) reboot》

This also includes writing for characters such as Tiffany Valentine, Glen/Glenda, Andy Barclay, Kyle, and so on. Just ask for any character not included in this list!

As Glen and Glenda are minors, any and all of my writings including them will be purely platonic and/or familial. Additionally, should the request be for child!Andy, it will be the same.

• WHAT I WILL WRITE •

Chapter fics, requests and drabbles for all characters in the Chucky universe!

I will write for basically anything, should it already be present in the movies.

Yes, this includes smut/sex fics.

Yes, this does mean I will write doll sex.

This blog is not meant purely for smut, though, so do not expect it to be covering my page. All smut fics will be tagged accordingly with #hideyho smut and #smut

I will write fluff and feel-good things! But do not expect a lot of it. This is Chucky, after all.

Expect a lot of gore and blood in my fics. Again, this is Chucky. You shouldn't be here if you can't stand gruesome things.

More to be added!

• WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE •

I WILL NOT write underage.

I WILL NOT write scat or piss-play.

I WILL NOT write for Daddy/Mommy kinks.

I WILL NOT write for self-harm or suicide.

I WILL NOT write kinks that include knife play or anything involving hurting oneself.

More to be added!

Check back frequently to see if there have been any changes made.

#chucky x reader #scenarios #reader insert #headcanons #fanfic #hideyho fanfic #hideyho scenarios #hideyho headcannons #hideyho what i will write/not write #chucky #charles lee ray #tiffany valentine #glen and glenda #andy barclay #child's play

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎ RULES ▪︎

Welcome to the 'RULES' post. You'll probably be surprised to know that I only have one (1) rule...

USE COMMON SENSE.

And that's it. That's all. But if that's too broad for you, let me explain some basic uses of common sense.

NO BEGGING. - This means no begging in my asks, my requests, or DMs. Constant begging will result in an immediate block. I will not tolerate it.

NO DRAMA. - This means do not make drama on my blog. I don't care what kind- just do not do it. We're here to read stories about a murderous doll, not to recreate a soap opera.

NO STEALING MY WORKS. - This means do not take my writings and claim them as your own, be it here or on any other social media platform.

NO IMPERSONATION. - This means no impersonation of me or other users on any platform.

NO WHINING. - This means do not go into my ask box or my DMs complaining about something, be it about a request I refused or something completely unrelated. If I refused your request, it was for good reason.

Basic common sense, yeah? More may be added as time goes on, so be sure to check back here frequently!

#hideyho rules #blog rules #rules #drama free

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎ABOUT ME▪︎

and my boundaries...

Howdy-ho! Oh, wait, wrong character...

Ahem!

Hello, everyone who decided to click on the embedded (or those who just came across this post by chance)! Welcome to my 'ABOUT ME' post.

Learn all there is to know about lil' old me. So, without further ado...

My name is Ash!

I am 18 years old, and genderfluid. Any pronouns are fine! (he/she/they/xe)

I am cupioromantic asexual.

I've been writing fanfiction for about 8 years! I try to be as grammatically correct in my fanfics as I can be. There aren't enough grammatically correct fanfics out there... (cry)

I'm a long-time Chucky fan; basically ever since I could walk. I didn't have a lot of adult supervision...

As you could probably tell, I'm a bit obsessed. This totally has nothing to do with the new TV series coming out and rekindling my passion for this murderous doll, nope, no way-

I have a cat named Alexander Hamilton!

I work at Wal-Mart.

And I am a complete hopeless romantic.

Now... onto the 'BOUNDARIES'!

• BOUNDARIES •

I have a couple boundaries that I ask to be respected. Since it is so few, I hope it won't be too much trouble to make sure they remain uncrossed. Some of these will also be spoken about in my 'WHAT I WILL WRITE/WILL NOT WRITE' post.

Please remain civil, even if you become frustrated or angry at me or any of my readers/followers. Things can always be solved without any conflict, and there is always the option to block someone you do not wish to interact with. I personally have a lot of trouble dealing with conflict, so all the better if it can be solved quickly.

I will not write underage. Period. Do not ask, because you will not get it.

No derogatory remarks aimed at me, characters, and especially any of my readers or followers! This includes remarks on their race, religion, sexual orientation, gender identity, and more. Remarks as such can be very damaging to both me and others. Watch your mouth, or get the fuck off my page.

If you have a request that deals with something potentially triggering, ask in my DMs instead. The last thing I want is someone to unintentionally come across a request that could harm them.

More of a pet peeve, but I ask that no one writes in text talk when talking to me. It's very difficult for me to read and I may not understand what you are trying to say. To avoid confusion in both parties, please take the extra time to spell out a word fully. Seriously. It only takes a second.

Please note that these are my personal boundaries, not boundaries on my writing. At least fully.

And that's all! I may occasionally update this, so please make sure to check back frequently.

#about me #boundaries #hideyho about me #hideyho boundaries

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hidey-fvcking-ho · 3 years

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▪︎ NAVIGATION ▪︎

Use this post to find your way around my blog. Click on the embedded links below! Most likely, questions you have or may not have will be answered by the content therein.

• ABOUT ME •

Learn all about me, the owner of this blog. Feel free to ignore this one. Has nothing to do with the blog itself anyway... unless you want to know about me. Also contains a short list of my nonexistent boundaries, which I actually do recommend be read! Please.

• RULES •

Rules for the blog. I recommend reading this fully, unless you want an ask or a request to be ignored.

• WHAT I WRITE/WON'T WRITE •

A post about the things I will write and will not write. Please read these thoroughly before requesting!

• CONTENT WARNING •

Warnings about the content you may or may not find within my fics. If you are sensitive to things that are included in the Child's Play franchise or want to make sure about what you're getting into, please check here.

• MASTERLIST •

A masterlist of every single fic I've written on the blog thus far. Use it if you're trying to find certain things, such as my chapter fics, requests, and drabbles.

If you are having trouble finding something and this post does not help you, feel free to send a DM or an ask! I will do my best to assist you.

#navigation #about me #hideyho #masterlist #hideyho boundaries #hideyho about me #hideyho masterlist #chucky x reader #scenarios #reader insert #hideyho rules #read rules before interacting

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