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snippychicke · 2 months

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Poppy Seeds -- Part One

As you may have guessed, I fell into a new hyper fixation. Poppy's Playtime of all things. >.<

Inspired by TooManyPsuedonyms work, which in turn was inspired by @semisolidmind fanart/cabin!Au for Playtime Poppy.

I know right now we have no idea who or what Ollie is, but I decided to go with the assumption he is just a kid and not the Prototype as some theorists are assuming. This will likely be debunked in chapter four, but I'm running with it until then.

Dogday/Player!reader (attempting keeping it gender neutral)

Warnings: will touch on the after effects of trauma, but nothing is super explicit. Maybe some unhealthy coping skills (Dogday holding Reader on a pedestal) But otherwise we're giving everyone a happy ending. (Everything is wonderful and nothing hurts)

One: Home

Your hands gripped the steering wheel tight as your old truck climbed up the steep incline. It hadn't liked the rough road on a good day, let alone with Kissy and Dogday in the back trying to drag it down. Now it whined and complained, the wheels occasionally skidding on the gravel. Ollie clutched to Poppy tightly next to you, his sunken eyes wide with fear. Poppy, to her credit, looked confident that everything would be okay.

By the time you reached the cabin nestled high above the valley, it was close to midnight. It was a sizable two story home, complete with a barn, garage, and even a chicken coop. Thick forest surrounded the homestead, assuring complete privacy. A year ago your grandparents had moved into an assisted living community in town, leaving the whole place to you. The rest of the family had not been happy but in your defense you would come out every school break growing up to help them out.

And then, after you left Playtime Co, you had moved in under the guise of getting your life sorted out. Your grandparents never asked why it was taking you a decade to figure it out. Which you were glad, because you didn't know how you would have answered them.

Ollie’s fear eased into wonder as he looked at the flock of sheep you had in the pens up front. You were just thankful they were still there, looking rather healthy despite the fact you had been unexpectedly gone for a week or so.

When you had received the letter and VHS about the old Playtime Co you had interned 10 years ago while in college, you thought you would be gone for a few days at most considering it was a few hours away. You prepped your home as best as you could for being gone that long-- giving extra water and feed to the animals, setting the sprinklers for your garden on a timer-- but had little hopes of your own survival let alone that of your animals after being dragged deep into hell.

You didn’t bother with the detached garage, but pulled up right next to the porch. You were exhausted, and you could only imagine everyone else was as well. The truck seemed all too happy to shut off with a rough sound. You looked over at Ollie, who was still looking at everything in wonder, though Poppy was carefully extracting herself from his grip. “You okay there kiddo?”

He looked back at you, “This is where you live?” he asked instead, voice full of awe. “It looks like it's from a fairytale book!”

It really wasn't, it's a typical farm for this part of the country. Hardly one of the fanciest or beautiful, just simple and sturdy.

“Let's get inside and get settled for the night,” you offer instead of remarking. “I should have the stuff for some sandwiches at least.”

“Sand…witches?” Ollie repeated, sounding confused.

“Meat and bread,” Poppy answered, unbuckling the boy. “Sometimes with ketchup, mustard, mayo, cheese.”

“So, food? I like food!”

Your heart ached. You knew the boy had been raised in the factory, hidden away and protected from the Prototype or hungry ‘toys’. The fact he had was a miracle enough--especially considering how small and thin he was. He had to be ten at the youngest, but barely looked as if he was half that age.

The passenger door opened, which considering how much trouble Kissy had with her hands, was surprising. Yet the pink creature reached in and pulled both Ollie and Poppy out of the truck.

Dogday waited for you as you exited the truck, your legs shaky from the long ride. However, his attention wasn't on you but the dark sky above. It was a new moon, meaning the Milky Way arched overhead with dozens of stars. A glance over to Kissy and the others showed they too were amazed by the stars--you could hear Poppy trying to explain all of it to Ollie quietly.

“It's beautiful, isn't it?” You said as you stepped closer to Dogday.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “I-I’ve never seen the night sky like this.”

“Well, now you can see it every night,” you said, shouldering his arm lightly. “Best place for meteor showers too.”

Dogday tore his gaze away and looked down at you. “Are you sure we can stay here, angel?”

“Of course. As long as you want, even if it's forever.” Granted, you didn't know where else they would go, especially Dogday and Kissy. But you didn't want to assume anything either, or make them feel trapped.

His hand found yours, so giant compared to yours but soft and warm. “Forever it is then.”

You felt your cheeks warm against the chilly night air as you laughed self-consciously. “Right, you might wanna sleep on that kind of decision, ‘Day.”

Two: Sleep

You woke slowly, feeling warm and cozy. Something soft was surrounding you, with the faintest hint of vanilla. At first you thought maybe you were wrapped up in a thick blanket, but when you opened your eyes to matted brown fur you realized it was Dogday instead, his arms wrapped around you and holding you close as if you were the toy. You could feel him breathe softly, each inhale and exhale caressing your skin softly.

(You didn't want to think about the amalgamation of organic and inorganic parts inside of him. You saw enough when you helped attach his legs to leave you with nightmares.)

For once, Dogday looked relaxed. Dark eyes closed and his smile softened. You couldn’t resist running your fingers along his face. He had been one of the few you had instantly trusted in that hell. One of the few that never even seemed to think about harming you.

Poppy had used you for her own means, not giving you a real choice ever since you released her. Kissy Missy had always been kind but you had soon realized that her partnership with Poppy may have played a part in it. And of course there was Ollie, though it took a while for you to trust the faceless voice on the phone, especially after you learned that the Prototype could mimic voices and Ollie had a very… peculiar way of phrasing things.

Yet Dogday… he had raised his head, and saw you as someone special as soon as his gaze met yours. Begged you to leave him behind and to run when the miniature Critters started to swarm. Actively fought to defend and protect you despite missing the lower half of his body at first.

And ever since, had refused to leave your side. While everyone else did their part, he determinedly stuck with you. Even last night after everyone finished eating and all anyone could think about was sleep. Kissy happily cuddled Poppy and Ollie in her arms as she climbed up the stairs to claim a bedroom. You expected Dogday to follow suit…

“Hey, uh, angel?” Dogday said softly, sounding rather shy. He had stuck around to help you clean up, though all that consisted of was a few plates, cups, and butter knives. Though the number of sandwiches consumed had emptied out all the bread, lunchmeat, cheese, as well as peanut butter and jelly in your pantry.

“Yeah?” You were getting used to the nickname, though you still felt as if it was undeserved the way he said it. As if you truly were an angel from heaven, sent to save.

“... Could I sleep with you?”

His question surprised you, and you almost dropped the cup you had been washing. Thankfully he quickly grabbed it before it could fall very far. “Sleep…with me?”

Granted those last two… days? You weren't sure, but you and him had found safe spots to watch out for each other while the other slept. It was the only time during the whole ‘adventure’ you managed to sleep. Wrapped up in his arms, feeling him breathe, listening to his heartbeat. It reminded you weren't alone anymore.

“I… don't want to be alone,” he continued, drying off the cup and placing it on the shelf. “Even if I know you and the others are nearby, I…”

Your surprise shifted into sympathy and understanding. Kissy, Poppy, and Ollie were together… and now that you thought about it, being alone right now did not fill you with any sort of ease.

“Yeah. I mean, if you don't mind cuddling close. My bed is barely big enough for two normal-sized people, let alone one me and one… well, Dogday.”

His smile widened. “With you? Never.”

Dogday shifted in his sleep, turning his head to nuzzle into your hand before his eyes slowly opened. His smile widened slightly, and you heard more than saw his tail thump against the bed which in turn made you smile wider as well. “Morning,” you greeted softly.

“Good morning, angel,” he said just as softly. “Did you sleep well?”

“Best sleep in a long time,” you admitted with a slight laugh. Trying to sleep in the factory had been a scary experience. Finding small places to hide long enough to close your eyes. Waking and jumping at every little sound. Plagued by endless nightmares.

And you had been there for just a few days, a week at most.

“What about you?” you asked. Him and the others had lived in that hell for a decade. You didn't startle awake from him lashing out at nightmares. Which you had seen him do a few times before at the factory. You had held him in your laps as best you could, reassuring him he was okay as he broke down.

He leaned closer, nuzzling your cheek slightly. “Next to you, how could I not?”

You laughed between his flirty words and his fur tickling your skin. “You're such a flirt!”

Three: Morning After

“It's so bright outside!” Ollie gasped as he looked out the window while you worked on breakfast. Thankfully none of the eggs had spoiled, nor had any milk, meaning you were whipping up a full course of scrambled eggs and pancakes-- as well as cooking the few boxes of frozen sausages you had found in the freezer.

Dogday was currently watching them like a hawk, occasionally licking his lips as he moved them around in the skillet.

“Actually. That's cloudy. See how the sky is gray. Not blue?” Poppy pointed out, also gazing out the window. “On sunny days, it's a bright vibrant blue, and even brighter.”

“Really?” The boy looked up to you to confirm the doll's words, and you nodded your head. To think he had never seen the sky before. To be unable to tell a sunny day from a cloudy one.

“It actually looks like it could rain,” you pointed out. “Maybe we should hold off on a bath until after you have fun in the mud.”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “I thought if you get caught in the rain, you'll get sick?”

“Psh, no. At least, not as long as you can dry off and warm up afterwards. It'll also give me time to look through stuff down in the basement. I think there should be some old hand me downs that should fit you.”

“A good bath can do wonders.” Poppy hopped down from the windowsill and into Kissy's hand before the giant monster also gently corralled Ollie to the table where the food was waiting. “It's been such a long time.”

“Er, excuse me for being intrusive…” you set down a towering plate of pancakes before sitting yourself. “But can you guys get wet?”

“We may not be flesh and bone anymore, but we can still enjoy a good shower,” Dogday answered as he set the plate of sausage links in front of you. “Or even a swim.”

“Why is the water white?” Ollie interrupted, looking oddly at the glass of milk Kissy poured in front of him. “I've never seen it that color before.”

“It’s milk,” Poppy answered. “You used to love it when you were a baby and we had access to some.”

Ollie sniffed suspiciously before taking a drink… and then nearly gulping the entire glass in one go. You took the opportunity of everyone chuckling at the boy to split the sausage between the others. Kissy noticed first and clapped excitedly, her mit-like hands muffling the sound.

“Angel,” Dogday sighed, though you weren't sure he was touched or exasperated. Or maybe both.

“Shh, I saw the way you were eyeing them. I can always buy more when I go to town.”

He was silent for a while before taking a bite of the sausage, savoring it unlike Kissy who had all but inhaled hers. Ollie was following Kissy’s example with the banquet of food, while Poppy was benign as dainty as could be, cutting everything into tiny bites, even for her smaller size.

You couldn’t help but savor your own food, feeling rather happy and optimistic about the future.

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #dogday poppy playtime #dogday x reader #dogday/reader #dogday x player #dogday/player #poppy #kissy missy #ollie

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msdoodlesposts · 3 months

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Happy Valentine day!

Mrs Rich!Player x DogDay!Rich! (And friends ) AU

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“Richie” you muttered as you turned over and reached over for your fluffy partner.

Only to hear a lightly squeak. You sat up and looked down having accidentally hitted the small Bobby Bearhug doll who looked up at you, annoyed at being squish.

“What the-“ you started and lifted up the blankets only to find the rest of the Critter gang snuggling against her legs and , no wonder you felt warm.

“Ok-no you guys know the rules no surprise cuddles” you said shaking your legs to get them away and you swing your legs over to the side of your bed, you reach for your clock only to find it gone and your blink before turning your head to the 6 smiling critters looking at you as they sat on the bed.

“Ok which of you little brats ate my alarm clock? I’m looking at you pig” you said looking at PickyPig who burp a bit which cause the Clock inside the ring a bit.

You took in a deep breath still trying to figure out why you let Rich and Theo convince you to bring these 6 back home.

You open your drawer and got out your wristwatch and blink seeing it was almost 9. You had your alarm normally set for 6 to get started on your day.

You got up and looked over at the plushies still on your bed and made a shooing motion “go, go find your leader” you spoke you didn’t say which one exactly though.

You went to the bathroom to get your morning started and was more confuse when you came back out and the dolls were still there.

Usually by more they would be off looking for one if the larger critters…unless someone told them to stay in the room.

You were proven right when you tried to head out only to get tackle back.

For tiny things they were stronger together.

“Don’t make me get the lighter!” You threaten and that was enough to cause them to back up.

You sat up and frown seeing their sad faces, you didn’t like useing threats but sometimes it was needed.

You stood up, making sure they weren’t going to try and tackle you again before heading out, you heard them fallow right behind you.

You walked threw the formally two story home (formally since you had the second floor and attic removed to make room for your taller friends and husband).

You step to the side as a boogie bot rolled by fallowed by a Cat-Bee chasing after it.

You waved hi to Kissy and Catnap who were watching cartoons on a tv set to their eye height and you headed to the kitchen. You stop and sniff.

Smelling pancakes and eggs and…donuts?

You moved more quicker since you made it clear none of the toys were allowed near the stove for safety reasons.

You came in and clear your throat upon seeing poppy on the counter. Her dress covered by a homemade pink apron.

She was useing her body to carry a spatula with a pancake over to a plate of them.

“What did I say about useing the kitchen” you spoke as you came over and turn the stove off.

“Don’t worry Angel she was just helping me” a voice spoke.

You sigh softly and turned around and look up at your 15 feet tall husband.

“Wanted to get your little surprise ready”

You rose a brow confuse “surprise?” You asked.

You heard poppy clear her throat and use the spatial to point at the calander.

You froze.

“Wait-our anniversary” you slap your forehead mentally yelling at yourself. You took today off and had completely forgotten about it.

“I-I’m sorry” you began gently taking your husband paw and pressed it to your cheek lightly.

You been working later nights the past month due to some employees quitting.

You been so busy that you had forgotten about it.

Rich kneeled down and gently pressed his head against yours in a form of a forehead kiss.

“It’s alright Angel, we’re not doing anything special, just giving you the breakfast I promise you” he said softly.

You took in a deep breath trying not to break down in tears.

“And donuts” You chuckled looking over at the box surprised that Randy’s donuts was still in buisness “how you even get these?” You asked as you pulled one out and threw it down the hall letting the little critters chase after it, you grabbed another one took a bite of it.

“They expanded a lot and due deliveries now, had to argue with the guy about how I couldn’t come out and grab the box and to just leave it on the porch” Rich grumbled a bit before pulling a chair out for you.

You smiled happily and another bite out of your donut.

Might have took 13 years but you finally celebrated your first wedding anniversary.

And got your donuts

#poppy playtime #dogday #fanfiction #video games #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime au #au #fanfic #player #reader x poppy playtime #catnap poppy playtime #kissy missy #rich poppy playtime #rich x reader #valentines day #cute

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ask-playtime-city · 3 months

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to the toys(and player) do you guys sing?

Proto: My voice isn't exactly fit for singing.

Player: Nah.

CatNap: I don't... but DogDay does. :)

DogDay: Only for you...

Poppy: Every now and again.

Kissy: You should hear me sing!

Bunzo: My wife thought I was pretty good...

Bubba: Bobby.

Kickin: Bobby.

Hoppy: Bobby!

Crafty: Bobby. <3

Bobby: Apparently my singing is popular.

Huggy: Meh.

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zhabun · 11 days

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- You and Dogday named the mini critter you keep Mini because he's smaller than the other mini critters for whatever reason. - This is just some practice lol

#dogday #dogday poppy playtime #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime fanart #smiling critters fanart #dogday x y/n #love him #dogday x player #smiling critters #dogday x reader #poppy playtime dogday #kissy missy #mini critters

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funtimefreddyr123 · 3 months

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Two art

Huggy x kissy x boxy and funny moments art

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime art #poppy playtime fanart #project playtime #poppy playtime huggy #poppy playtime player #poppy playtime catnap #poppy playtime dogday #poppy playtime fandom #poppy playtime kissy Missy #kissy missy #huggy wuggy #huggy x kissy #huggy x boxy #dogday and catnap #poppy playtime mommy long legs #mommy long legs #huggy x kissy x boxy #poppy playtime funny meme

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starheart-blog · 4 months

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DogDay X Player Reader X CatNap needs to happen!

I saw in the gamePlay that DogDay said *Angel* to the player and...I was thinking...what if DogDay was saves by the Player aka Reader. :0

I love that idea! Not only we are saving him but we are also helping him to be free! :D

I wish we had that in Game... :(

And I think DogDay will keep calling Reader As Angel. 💖

Now....you all are wondering..."where in the world CatNap suits in this!?"

Will....After Reader helped DogDay and takes him to Poppy and kissy Missy...Reader meet CatNap...and....will...CatNap at first want to kill Reader....but overtime tho...CatNap start to have weird Feelings For Reader...for CatNap these Feelings are Weird....but more time he watches Reader...the Feelings get Stronger...

#DogDay #CatNap #Poppy Playtime #Player/Reader #Player #Reader #Poppy Playtime X Reader #DogDay X Reader #CatNap X Reader #DogDay X Reader X CatNap #poppy playtime catnap #Poppy playtime dogday #Poppy Playtime DogDay X Reader #Poppy Playtime Catnap x reader

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citruslullabies · 3 months

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Trigger warnings: none

Requested by: N/A

Romantic/platonic?: neutral

Category: recovery fluff

Ship (romantic or platonic): Dogday x reader

Word Count: 570

Healing the Sun

The sun is known to shine brighter than anything else in the entire universe. To be bubbly and kind to everyone, with its loving warmth and embrace. But the sun had finally burned out and was trying to rekindle its flame.

Dogday sat on his seat of the couch, it being his specifically due to it being weighed down due to his big body. He was quiet as he watched his angel's old VHS tape player glitch and rewind as he tried to watch his old show. He watched as he zoned out into his thoughts. His angel had saved him from his hell, and yet..

He missed the life he had before the prototype.

The canine hated that he was trapped there, the hour of joy was torturous for him but the aftermath was even worse.

He thought he'd die there, he should've died there. But you saved him. And forever he was loyal, but he still wished that things could be like how they once were. He growled at the VHS player buffering, balling his fist up and giving it a swat to get it to work. "Stupid thing.."

All he wanted to do was relive the memories. But it seems that even he couldn't have the privilege of nostalgia. He grumbled and sat back, watching the glitchy static on the green before hearing you walk in the door of the old cabin - causing him to jump up and immediately greet you.

Ever since you had saved them, Poppy, Kissy Missy, and Dogday stayed with you inside a cabin with a high roof due to the taller beings you lived with. "Angel! How was your day?" The loyal dog asked, his tail weak and fidgety but managed to wag. He couldn't stand to be without you, but that's why he watched his old memories on tapes to keep himself company. You smiled and sighed, setting your bags down and scratching behind his ear. "Good, good.. just tiring." You answered softly, seeing as you had found a job to support the four of you living together.

Dogday was just glad you came home. Some days he was scared you'd never come home, that you'd leave them behind and for them to fend for themselves just like they had to before. Dogday carefully pressed his nose against yours, it was oddly dry but that was to be expected. "Thank you, Angel." he mumbled, leading to your confusion.

"Thank me for what?" The question fell from your lips immediately in response, since you had just walked through the door. Dogday knelt down slightly for him to have more leverage to cling onto you, just like he did when you had carried him to safety like a boat would a man in the middle of the ocean that couldn't swim. He was quiet, before he answered in his tender voice.

"For saving me." He murmured, his eyes fluttered closed as he held you dearly. You were his angel, his savior. He would worship you just like Catnap had worshipped the prototype. He flinched a bit when feeling a pat on his back before relaxing into your touch as you carefully guided him to the couch. "..you're welcome, Dogday. Now how about we watch some movies and- ..Dogday, why, pray tell. Is there smoke coming out of my VHS player." You asked with a raised eyebrow, looking down at the dog far too big to be a lapdog all snuggled up against you. He was quiet before glancing away with guilt but amusement.

While he missed the life he had with his friends.. but he would go through hell again just to be in this life with you. He was happy to be recovering with you.

Hope you enjoyed it!

#dogday x y/n #dogday #smiling critters #poppy playtime #a little rushed but still #grrrr i wrote this in one day 😤

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starlightglimglam27666 · 1 year

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Captured and Tickled

Player regained his consciousness only to find himself strapped down in an X position. He didn't realize until now but ever since Poppy found out he was ticklish, she decided to only tell Huggy Wuggy and Kissy Missy about it, especially since Kissy Missy is the most gentle and merciful out of everyone in the factory. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, but it didn't sound like Poppy, Huggy Wuggy or Kissy Missy.

"Well, look who finally decided to wake up," said the voice. It was Mommy Long Legs, and she was smiling at him, holding a remote.

"Um... what's going on? Why am I strapped down?" Player asked, unaware of what MLL was planning to do to him.

"Well, a little morsel told me that you need to laugh more, and I have never heard you laugh yet, so this was a little idea I had," MLL replied, her remote at the ready. She pressed the button and an arm sprung from the top of the contraption, positioned above Player.

"Wait, what are you going to do to me?" Player asked, momentarily concerned about what's happening.

"Just this," MLL said, pushing the button again and the arm slowly lowered its hand towards his tummy, wiggling its fingers all the while. Just as soon as the hand was on his tummy, it started tickling him.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! HEY! THAT TICKLES! STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!" Player said as he burst out laughing as his tummy was shown no mercy.

"Tickles? Awww! How cute!" MLL said, obviously taking amusement in what she discovered.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE! I DOHOHOHOHON'T LIHIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIHIHIS!" Player pleaded through his laughter.

"Hee hee! Awww, now that's just adorable!" MLL said, obviously doting on Player as he was being mercilessly tickled.

"I'M NOHOHOHOT CUHUHUHUTE! CUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIT OHOHOHOHOUT! THIHIHIHIHIS ISN'T FUHUHUHUNNY!" Player protested through his laughter, even though he was finding it very difficult to get any words out without them being dissolved by laughter.

"Coochie coochie coo!" MLL said as she tickled Player more. She was enjoying every moment, since she was now aware of his ticklishness and how ticklish his tummy is.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! THAT TICKLES SOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!" Player pleaded through his laughter as he was being mercilessly tickled.

After twenty minutes of nonstop tickling, MLL drew her tickly assault to a close and let him go. Player started catching his breath.

"Promise you won't tell anyone else who doesn't already know?" Player asked, not wanting anymore else knowing about his ticklishness.

"Your secret's safe with me," said MLL sweetly, and since she's very good with promises, she has never broken any of them.

#ler!mommylonglegs #lee!player #poppy playtime tickle #poppy playtime tickles

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vioblu-star · 2 years

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huggy wuggies & Player doodles 3

(Friendship/comfort character)

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snippychicke · 2 months

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Poppy Seeds --Part Two

Inspired by TooManyPsuedonyms work, which in turn was inspired by @semisolidmind fanart/cabin!Au for Playtime Poppy.

Dogday/Player!reader (attempting keeping it gender neutral)

@twistedcece wanted tagged, anyone else?

Four: Water

It did end up raining later that afternoon. You had found Ollie a fresh change of clothes and had been showing the four around the farm. Thankfully, the day was warm enough that the cold droplets weren’t going to chill anyone too much, though Ollie squeaked as soon as the first droplet hit him.

It was just a light spring shower, but it was still tricky to convince Ollie to come out from the chicken coop he had taken shelter in. It wasn’t until you decided to join the others that he slowly peeked out, sunken eyes wide.

Kissy was twirling in the middle of the drive, her arms spread wide and her smile bright as ever. Poppy had her own arms outstretched, her face tilted up against the tickling drops and a smile on her eternally-painted lips. Dogday was brightly laughing as he pulled you out from the sheltered area to where several puddles were quickly forming.

Seeing you and Dogday stomping in the water looked far too fun for the boy to ignore, and soon he was brave enough to leave his place of safety (to the relief of the hens not used to the small child in their home). IT took him a moment to get used to the constant patter on his skin, but both you and Dogday were becoming him closer with open hands.

Laughter soon echoed in the air as the three of you would stomp from puddle to puddle. Kissy and Poppy didn’t join in --both not fond of getting muddy-- but enjoyed watching the three of you, two acting like overgrown kids and one finally able to act his age.

Things seemed perfect.

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Later, Kissy and Poppy had corralled Ollie into the upstairs bathroom for a ‘proper’ bath. Judging from the splashing and outraged squeals from Poppy, the boy was still enjoying the new lease on childhood… or maybe Kissy had decided to join in the impishness. You weren’t sure, and was more focused on Dogday anyways.

Your bedroom had its own bathroom, complete with an old large clawfoot tub that Dogday was able to sit in, though it was a tight fit. So you had taken it upon yourself to grab a basin and a few washcloths to scrub his back that was still coated in sticky things you rather not think about while he handled the rest.

“I wish I could have done better on these stitches,” you offered as you gently cleaned around the sloppy uneven stitches where you had sewn his bottom half back on. The thread you had been able to find was a bright neon green and easy to see against his tan hair, and the ‘hide’ of his top half flapped over a bit of his bottom half since you had no idea how else to stitch the pieces together. Sewing has never been your forte.

You swore magic had to be involved, considering that a simple sewing together and undoing the tourniquet had somehow ‘healed’ the connection and he could feel and control his lower body once more.

“They’re fine,” Dogday reassured, currently scrubbing a stubborn stain on his arm. “The fact you were able to fix me in the first place is a miracle in itself, angel.”

“I know,” you whined, unable to stop glaring at the poor stitchwork. “But it’s green. And all wonky…”

He paused to look down at the stitching, a fond expression on his face (though you couldn’t see it.) “I like it that way. It’s a visual reminder of how much you cared.”

Your heart thumped at his words, and you bit your lip. It had been an act of desperation… but he wasn’t wrong. You had cared-- you had been terrified that you would do something to hurt him. To cause him to die no matter what you did. You wanted to save him-- to be able to save someone.

The memory threatened to overwhelm you, and you dropped your washcloth so you could wrap your arm around his shoulders, uncaring that you were getting your clothes wet by hugging him.

You had been so close to losing him. Close to losing your own life. Failing everyone yet again after you had failed years prior.

“Angel?” Dogday managed to shift, and before you knew it, you were in his arms, cradled against his body as you cried. “What is it?”

“I-I-” you stuttered, clenching your eyes as if you could push those memories out of your mind. Not just of him, but of everything. It was like a crack had formed and everything you had stubbornly ignored came rushing in.

“Oh Angel,” he sighed as if he understood, pulling you closer. “Sweetheart. It's okay.”

“How can you call me that?” You choked out. “I-I left all of you, ten years ago. I saw what they were doing and I ran away.”

“You were little more than a child yourself,” was not the answer you were expecting. As if he remembered just like Mommy Longlegs had. “Probably a bright-eyed intern or something, am I right?”

You weakly nodded your head. You had been so excited when your application had been accepted. Everyone was hushed about the project, but they were looking for brilliant minds to help lead the future. You had been chosen out of hundreds of others. You had signed so many non-disclosure and other legal papers you thought it was weird for a toy factory but dismissed it as corporate paranoia.

You didn't realize why until you stumbled upon that first file. Realized the toys looking after the kids weren't advanced animatronics. You hadn't discovered the whole story, but enough to send you running for the hills.

Literally.

You quit everything, and ran away into the woods hoping they would never find you.

“Besides, you came back. And now we're here. Safe.” His thumb wiped at your tears. “Cuddling in a bathtub.”

The last but made you laugh despite yourself and helped bring you back into the moment. You had to admit, it probably looked odd; giant Dogday squished in the tub with you--a full grown adult--more or less cradled in his arms. Both of you now thoroughly wet.

Your laugh made his smile widen faintly. “There we go. I know we'll all have hard days, but as long as we're here for each other, I think we'll get through it.”

Five: Wait

“I won’t be gone long, I promise,” you had said as you climbed into your truck. Without him. Dogday had all but whined at you, unashamed at the puppy-eye expression he gave you. “Day,” you had sighed, leaning out the window to cup his cheek as he leaned down. “I’m sorry, but the back is going to be full when I come back. And besides, who’s going to look after them?”

He should have pointed out that Kissy and Poppy were well able to deal with anything, the two girls were much more capable than they appeared. However, he had quietly conceded and stood back, allowing you to disappear down the steep drive.

That had been early this morning. Nearly five hours ago.

Dogday had barely moved from his spot, waiting to see the sunlight glint off your truck as it climbed the driveway. Or to hear its engine grumble as it approached. What if something happened to you? His sweet angel? He may have been trapped in the factory all those years, but he still knew the outside world could be just as dangerous. Especially to someone sweet and kind as you.

“You’re really whipped, aren’t you?” Poppy spoke as Kissy approached, carrying the smaller doll on her shoulder. “When I said they’d be our angel to come save us, I didn’t think you would take it this far.”

“They saved me,” he answered, his eyes still focused on this distance. He meant more than just his life, when he was strung up like a piece of meat for the miniatures to come feast upon. When he had been so blinded by rage and the need for revenge…

He could still see your eyes through the thick glass of the gasmask, begging him to stop. Your voice as you asked him to spare Catnap’s life because there had been enough death.

“If that doesn’t deserve loyalty, I don’t know what else would.”

“Loyalty. Right.” Poppy sighed, shaking her head. “You sure you’re not suffering from a bad case of puppy-love?”

Dogday paused, his thoughts screeching to a halt at her words. Kissy Missy giggled behind her yellow hand as he struggled with the idea. Puppy love? Certainly not. What he felt wasn’t all warm, fuzzy, yet superficial.

It was deep and all encompassing to the point it almost overwhelmed him sometimes when he looked at you. Whether covered in blood and dust with a look of grisly determination, or freshly showered and wet hair clinging to your face while you laughed, you were his angel. He’d do anything for you.

“Not puppy love… but I do love them.”

Just as the admission left his voice box, he heard the grumble of an engine, and looked down the road to see your old truck making its way up the zig-zagging path, the bed filled with things as you had predicted. His tail slowly started to wag behind him, belying his excitement and joy.

He loved you so much, and he didn’t care if you never felt the same. As long as you let him stay by your side day after day, he’d be happy.

Even if he had to wait sometimes.

Six: Memories

Ollie may have been naive to things you presumed as common knowledge, but when it came to technology, he was a veritable genius. Considering he had to use the old machines to often run and hide from the others in the factory, it wasn’t that much of a surprise.

The scrawny boy was able to help you hook up the various equipment you had brought home with you amongst the tons of groceries. A scanner, an old VHS reader, and an internet router with enough power to accomplish what you wanted.

You hadn’t left the factory empty handed, after all. Dozens of VHS tapes, hundreds of files and loose papers. You had collected every bit of proof you could. And you were going to finish Rowan's work.

“Are you sure about this?” Ollie asked as you popped the first VHS tape to convert into a digital file. “You’re going to be in big trouble if they find out…”

“I should have done this a long time ago,” you said with determination. “Besides, I promised everyone else. They’ve waited long enough.”

Poppy and the others were silent. This had been part of Poppy’s plan all along, after all. Bring the crimes of Playtime Co to light and assure nothing like this happens again.

Yet your hands shook as you scoured for the email address for every news company and journalist you could find. You remembered what Playtime did to Rowan, and while their factory had been decommissioned a decade ago, it was hardly the only one. They were still one of the largest companies on the scene.

Who’s to say that similar things weren’t happening there? More than one had an orphanage on site, after all.

This would certainly be their downfall, and they were bound to come after you if given half the chance. This little piece of heaven that you had these last few days would be stolen away from you…

Dogday leaned on you from behind, lanky arms wrapped around your shoulders while his chin rested on your head. The heavy weight was comfortable, as was the soft scent of vanilla that you had worked back into his fur after his bath the other day.

“Nothing is going to happen to Angel,” he growled softly. “Or any of us. We’ll protect our new home.”

“Our family,” Poppy added quietly, and got a determined nod from Kissy and a cheer from Ollie. You relaxed into Dogday’s embrace, wrapping your fingers around his arms.

--*--

Dogday and Catnap circled each other, growls and snarls echoing in the small chamber. Red Mist filled the air, yet somehow Dogday was still awake. Aware of what was reality and what was a waking nightmare.

Catnap had not expected to see his old friend again after ripping him in half and sacrificing him to the miniatures. All these years and he thought Dogday was with him--with the Prototype-- and only to learn he sided with her. Poppy. And you. The one Dogday called angel.

Dogday finally made the first move, swinging a broken pipe he had been carrying. Normally Catnap could avoid it, but his feet stumbled over the debris hidden in the thick red mist.

“Stop it!” You screamed, voice muffled by your gasmask as you suddenly appeared out of the mist. Dogday nearly slammed the pipe into you, but stopped a hairbreadth away. Catnap was just as stunned as his counterpart as you stood protectively between the two large beings.

“There’s been enough death,” you continued as Dogday lowered his weapon. “I know he hurt you. I know he’s done a lot wrong, but…”

“He doesn’t deserve your mercy, angel,” Dogday growled softly. “None of us do, but especially not him.”

You shook your heads, arms still stretched wide. “Maybe, but I’m tired of all this death. Everyone’s been wronged here. The horrors that you all went through, even before the Hour of Joy. It has to end, and I want it to end now.”

You protected him. Stood up against the Prototype when He came down and tried to end Catnap’s life and steal his body to integrate with His. Catnap vividly remembered the determined expression on your face as you faced off against his fake-god.

You… were merciful. Kind. Real. While the Prototype had stayed to himself, distant from everyone else, you walked with them. You had taken those four away from the factory, swearing to those left behind that help would soon come.

You would save them.

Catnap had to waitfor little less than a week before seeing your promise come to fruition. Not years, or another decade of pain and suffering. Less than a week and all sorts of people were swarming the factory.

You had made everything public knowledge, so the company or anyone else couldn’t just sweep them under a rug and dispose of them. He watched as humans cared for the little ones, offering the food and water that they had been deprived of for so long. PJ Pug-a-pillar, Huggy Wuggy, and others he didn’t know were still alive were pulled from the hands of death and into life. Freedom.

He could have stepped into the light and joined them. He knew the miniatures would be happy about that…yet watching one of miniature counterparts huddle close with its brethren, all of them with juice boxes and blankets, reminded him harshly of what he had done. He had done so much in the name of that false-god…

He had to find The Savior and do what he could to be redeemed.

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #dogday poppy playtime #dogday x reader #dogday/reader #dogday x player #dogday/player #poppy #kissy missy #ollie

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Huggy Wuggy Wants To Be Alone | Poppy Playtime [Animatic]

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ask-playtime-city · 3 months

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Playtime City Quotes!

Why? IDK, it's cool.

DogDay: How the hell did you crash the car?! Kissy: So I was just driving today, right? And my navigation told me to go straight. Kissy: I was like "woah, that's homophobic". Instead, I went gay. And, THAT'S when I got into an accident. DogDay: … Poppy, with a proud smile: And THAT'S who I'm in love with, ladies and gentlemen.

Player: And now for a gay update with Kissy and Poppy. Kissy: Getting gayer. Player: Thank you, Kissy.

Huggy: I'm having problems with a guy… Player: Like his dead body won't fit into your trunk kind of problems, or you like him kind of problems?

CatNap: So you like cats? DogDay: Yeah. CatNap: tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table

Proto: Being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot.

Boxy Boo: I'm not a morning person. I'm barely even a person.

#poppy playtime #playtime city au #poppy playtime the prototype #poppy playtime catnap #dogday #poppy playtime kissy missy #poppy playtime player #poppy playtime huggy #catnap x dogday #poppy playtime boxy boo

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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Masterlist: Poppy Playtime x Reader

Huggy Wuggy

“Hiccup” word prompt

Jack-in-a-Box!Reader befriending Huggy

Saving Huggy from the fall at Ch 1′s end

Huggy helping Ex-Designer!Reader

Huggy & Ex-Designer!Reader saving Huggy Buddies from Mommy

HCs: Reacting to Reader who dyes their long hair blue to match his fur color

Huggy helping Blind!Child!Reader

HCs: Reacting to Reader who likes hanging around him

Mommy Long Legs

Caring for Sick!Employee!Reader

HCs: Teen!Reader learning Mommy was their mom (Marie Payne)

Player rescuing Reader, who is Mommy’s adopted child

Reacting to Reader who guesses train combination

Bunzo Bunny

HCs: Celebrating Employee!Reader’s birthday during Musical Memory

HCs: Saving Bunzo from Mommy

Swordsman!Reader & Catbee protecting Bunzo

Selkie!Child!Reader meeting Bunzo

Kissy Missy

HCs: Poppy and Male!Employee!Reader finding out Kissy is protecting orphan teens

Various

HCs: The Toys finding Child!Reader who was ditched by their older brother

HCs: Huggy, Mommy, Huggy Buddies, & Bunzo being fed beef jerky bag

HCs: Huggy, Mommy, Poppy, & PJ being taken home

HCs: Huggy, Mommy, Poppy, Bunzo, Buddies, PJ, & Kissy reacting to Reader carrying around Kick-Me-Paul

HCs: Huggy, Mommy, PJ, & Kissy w/ Adult!Janitor!Reader who never left the factory

Doll!Reader helping Player survive PJ Pug

Miscolored Candy Cat!Reader helping the Player

Experiment 1006 & Orphan!Child!Reader escaping the facility

#poppy playtime x reader #masterlist

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just-cutie-avocado · 2 years

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🥑WELCOME!🥑

🥑Here is the Queen Of All Avocados👑🥑

🥑Call me Sophie or just Avocado :)🥑

🥑Pronouns is She/Her🥑

🥑Languages I speak~ Russian🇷🇺(my native language), English🇬🇧 and Spanish🇪🇸(but my english is more better than my spanish+my spanish will mostly taken from Google translator)🥑

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🥑And I also post non-tkl posts🥑

🥑Fandom list💚

Cartoons/Shows/Movies:

Jade Armor (most active)

The Amazing Digital Circus(2nd most active)

SamSam(3rd most active)

Geroychiki(4th most active)

GFighters

Miraculous Ladybug

MegaMan Fully Charged

Encanto(least active, sorry)

Videogames:

Poppy Playtime

Amanda the Adventurer(second least active)

Characters I'm more than happy to write or draw for:

Jade Armor:

Lan Jun/Jade Armor*****

Black Tiger**

Pearl/Blue Lynx

Crimson Lord

Gfighters:

Lynn**

Yuna**

Miraculous Ladybug:

Ladybug

Chat Noir

Alix/Bunnix(both young and adult)***

Zoe

Nathaniel

MegaMan Fully Charged:

Aki/MegaMan***

Mega Mini***

Suna***

Chaotique***

Ice Man***

Cut Man***

Daini/Namagem**

Ashley**

Hypno Woman**

The Amazing Digital Circus:

Pomni*****

ler!Jax (heck yeah)

SamSam:

SamSam***

SuperJulie***

SweetPea***

Megalactic

Meow**

ler!BigBadDream (cuz hell yeah)

Geroychiki:

Fly****

Gloria****

Princess Pinky**

Encanto:

ler Camilo with lee Dolores

Casita(bc why not lol)

Poppy Playtime:

Huggy Wuggy**

Kissy Missy**

Poppy***

Mommy Long Legs

Boogie Bot

Daisy

Mini Huggies

Player(as CHARACTER, NOT as y/n)

Amanda the Adventurer:

Amanda

Characters I don't write and draw for:

Jade Armor:

Adults(except for a couple of them as you can see)

Beasticons(but can do for them only as lers if anything)

GFighters:

All adults

Villains

Miraculous Ladybug:

All adults

Kwamis

Mylene

Ivan

Kim

MegaMan Fully Charged:

Peter

All adults(except Hypno Woman)

SamSam:

Most of adults

Antagonists(except for BigBadDream)

Encanto:

All adults

lee Camilo(I think you can imagine why)

The Amazing Digital Circus:

Uhhh I still thinking about it-

Poppy Playtime:

Bunzo Bunny(I also think you can imagine why)

Y/N!Player

Amanda the Adventurer:

Meat Man

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🥑What I will write or draw:

~SFW

~Actual characters

~Platonic pairings

🥑What I'll try to write or draw:

~Romantic pairings

~Possibly crossovers(bc why not)

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~N$FW

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