Forgot To Post This Here But I Made A Dtiys From This Artist On Twt And It Turned Out Pretty Neat But

I’m editing Dogday into my stories. I forgot about him and remember how bad I felt for him like I did with Doey.

Poppy playtime x Gender Neutral Reader “Finally Free” Scenarios.

This is just going to be a platonic story No romance stories or request. You can request something scenarios, you want me to write about, but anyway let’s get started! Warning: Angst and fluff

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Distractions 

Life with your new toy family was challenging, since as trying to leave your house, hiding them from friends and family, and working.

You worked from home so you didn’t have to worry about leaving them alone. However, when you would try to concentrate, the mini critters would run around playing or they would try to climb or jump into the cabinets for candy. Luckily, Doey was there to help you with the mini critters, so you knew you can count on him.

Kickin Chicken: “Hurry up, Hoppy! I want those skittles!”

Hoppy was trying to jump on the counter and into the cabinets for the bag of sweets you bought for the toys. But you tried to put them away so the toys (mainly the critters) won’t try to eat them all. This didn’t stop them.

Hoppy Hopscotch: “I got it!”

Picky Piggy: “Shhh… Or Mama/Papa will hear us.”

Y/N: “Hoppy? Kickin? Picky? What are you doing?”

Hoppy, Kickin, & Picky: “Nothing!”

You didn’t believe them. Doey sat next to you in your office while you worked on your computer. He would just sit nexts to you and just talk about anything. Like a child telling their mother about their day at school.

Y/N: Doey, if it’s not too much trouble , can you check on them?”

Doey: “No problem, mom/dad!”

Doey went out your office and into the kitchen to see nothing but an empty bag of sweets and three little critters when full bellies.

Doey: “Are you guys serious!? You are the whole bag?!”

Picky Piggy: “Hehe, Guess we got a little carried away,huh?”

Hoppy couldn’t say anything, but groan at the pain of her full belly. Kickin’s couldn’t handle of the sugar in his stomach and threw up rainbow puke on the floor. Doey immediately called your name and you rushed out to see the mess in your kitchen and clearly you were angry with the critters.

Y/N: “How many times do I have to time you not to jump on counters and eat up all the candy?”

Hoppy Hopscotch: “None, Angel.

Y/N: “I shouldn’t have to tell you.”

Hoppy, Kickin, Picky: We’re sorry, Angel!”

Y/N: “It’s okay, but next time you’ll listen to me.”

You and Doey had to clean up the vomit.

Others times when you were working the critters and Kissy would running around and play.

Y/N: “Guys, can you settle down, I can’t focus.”

Critters: “Sorry, Mama/Papa.”

Nightmares

Even if you and the toys were out the factory, you all couldn’t forget how terrible it was in the factory. You had nightmares of the bigger toys like Huggy Wuggy or Catnap chasing or not being able to save the toys.

The toys had it worse. Doey worrying if he’s not strong enough to help you or the little critters or hurting someone because of his temper, Kissy’s nightmare about the Prototype or being strapped down by scientists, Dogday being chained up and critters eating his organs, or Poppy being trapped in her case again. They were afraid and needed you.

One night, you woke up to sounds. It sounded like sniffling. You opened your eyes to see it was Kissy.

Y/N: “ Kissy, are you okay?”

Her eyes were flooded were tears and she was shaking. Even if she was smiling, you knew she was sad.

Y/N: “ Come here, honey.”

Kissy crawled over the other sleeping toys and hugged you. You placed a kiss on her head and rubbed her back.

Y/N: “It’s all going to be okay, I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Other night, Doey woke you up due to him having a nightmare.

Y/N: “Another nightmare?”

Doey: “Uh-Huh.”

Y/N: “You wanna talk about it?”

Doey: “No, I just wanna get my mind off it.”

You laid down with Doey on the bed and held him close.

Y/N: “It’s all going to be okay.”

Doey looked up at you.

Doey: “Can you sing me a lullaby?”

Y/N: “Anything for you, sweetie.”

You sang “Rockabye,” by Clean Bandit, (A/N: I know this song didn’t come out in 2005, but this will be the lullaby) this helped Doey go to sleep.

Y/N: “I’ll always be there for you.”

Yarnaby got nightmares of burning to death and you leaving him to die.

He would wake you up to make sure you were with me and to pet him.

Dogday got phantom pain around his waist. You would rubbed his belly to make sure him was okay.

Playtime

Now that you were all out of the factory, the toys can finally run outside and play in the grass without worrying about something attacking them. You bought toys, books, and puzzles for activities and a white board for Kissy so she can communicate. Doey mentioned a book him and the toys like to read back in the factory.

Dogday and Yarnaby would run around in the fields or sit out in the sun. You couldn’t find it there, but you bought it for a book store. “The adventures of the word wizard!” At night, you would read the toys a bedtime story and most of the time they would pick that book.”

Y/N: “ Okay guys, what book do you want me to read.

Toys: “The adventures of the word wizard!”

Y/N: “Don’t you guys want to read a different book?”

Toys: “Please?”

They all gave you puppy eyes and you reluctantly agreed. You all headed to the bedroom and the toys gathered together in bed while you read the story. By the time you finished everyone was asleep.

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What they mean by 'boys will be boys'. (Fighting over Players attention)

Also, figured out how I like to draw him! :)

heyyy! i like your work,it's like seeing all the good things that happened in the factory.

So, I want to request a Doey x toy!reader (gn), and they are the parents of the toys together because they love each other very much ^^

I’m not making Doey x reader. If you mean a platonic relationship, then please phase it a little better.

Boop! :P

O-Oh! Haha!

getting to his head more of the 'harley turns leith into a toy' au

Thank you @zer0carmine and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs!

Thank you all so much for this! You guys motivate me into making more stories. Feel free to request some ideas for me. And not just Poppy Playtime.

What about one where the reader finds out Kissy can purr because they pet her randomly and she just started purring gently, revealing more of her almost animalistic nature?

This is a cute idea. Thank you for Requesting a story and enjoy! Request #11

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It was nighttime, it was a rainy night, you and the toys were having a movie night. You prepared snacks, pillows, and blankets. All of you spend hours watching movies.

Around 10:30pm, the mostly of the toys were asleep. The sound of the TV, the small snores of the mini critters and Poppy, and the loud snores from Doey. You, Yarnaby, and Kissy were still awake. Yarnaby laid near your feet and Kissy sat beside you.

You were watching the ‘Aristocats.’ The movie played the part were the kittens were snuggled in bed together.

Y/n: “This scene is so adorable.”

You looked over to see Kissy begin to doze off.

Y/n: “Come here, sweetie.”

You laid her head on your lap. You began to pat her head.

Y/n: *Yawns* “I should go to sleep too. It’s getting late.”

As you continued to pat Kissy, you heard a purring sound, you thought it was Yarnaby at first, but the sound came from Kissy.

Y/n: “Aww~”

You placed a kiss on her head and continued to pat her.

Y/n: “Goodnight, Kissy.”

Yarnaby watched as you cuddled her and got jealous.

He let out a whimper, begging for your attention.

Y/n: *Sighs* “Come here.”

Yarnaby hopped on the couch, behind you. You laid down on him and patted him with your other hand. His soft mane was very comfortable and you began to fall into a deep sleep.

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I hope you all enjoyed this short but sweet story. Please reblog and comment about this stories. Don’t forget to request something you would like me to write.

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AHHHHH I LOVE THE WAY YOU DRAW DOGDAY SO MUCH!!!! by any chance may we get some player and catnap content? :3

you save a weird-lookin' cat ONE time and suddenly it thinks you are an angel sent by god or something, smh

well here's my oc, just asking even if its notpossible, but can you add this goobster into ur stories? I really like em and my hyperfixiations are controlling me, the goobsters name is Flexy Fixy, you can see his lore at my acc if you do :> = Arandomperson

I’ll write up something in this story, but I can’t promise OC’s in the story because I can’t remember all the OC’s, but I can try. Also, I can’t find any info about your OC other than a picture, so I’ll make something up. Request #10

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It was Thursday at 2:52pm, You were working on your computer in your office. You couldn’t play with the toys until 4:00pm or on the weekends. As you were working, something covered your eyes.

???: “Guess who~”

No, someone covered your eyes.

Y/n: “Hello Flexy.”

Flexy Fixy was a slim, playful toy. He had sharp claws and his tail was a hand, he had stitched, colorful skin, and a button eye.

Flexy uncovered your eyes and you turned to face him.

Flexy Fixy: “Whatcha doing?”

Y/n: “Working.”

Flexy Fixy: “Ugh! Are you almost done?”

Y/n: “Not until 4:00, you know this, Flexy.”

Flexy Fixy: “But you’re always working! I want to play with you!”

Y/n: “I know, I know… Maybe, I could take some time off.”

Flexy Fixy: “Really?”

Y/n: “Yeah, I’ve been overworking myself, so sometime off wouldn’t hurt.”

Flexy Fixy: “Hooray! Let’s get the others and go play!”

You had to run just to catch up with Flexy. Flexy ran to the living room and called everyone outside.

Flexy: “Okay, so now that Y/n has some time off work, they can play with us!”

Dogday: “Really!?”

Kickin Chicken: “What are we going to do, Mama/Papa!?”

Y/n: “We’re going to have a field day. I’ve been overworking myself, so I’m taking some time off work to spend time with you all. We’re going to play Red Light, Green Light and some other games you guys want.”

Hoppy Hopscotch: “Hooray!”

Catnap: “Let’s play!”

You turn your head to a tree, the toys back away from you. However, you didn’t realized the toys planning something.

Y/n: “Red Light, Green Light! 1,2,3!”

The toys moved closer to you, but Flexy was still at the beginning. You were confused, but continued the game.

Y/n: “Red Light, Green Light! 1,2,3!”

The toys were almost reaching you, but Flexy was still at the beginning. He was just grinning the whole time. You got a little worried. He was something.

Y/n: “Red light…”

And just like that Flexy grabbed and held you on the ground.

Y/n: “What the hell!?”

Flexy smile got bigger. He took his hands to hold your arms down and took his hand-like tail and began tickling your stomach.

Y/n: “AHAHAHAHA! FLEXY! PLEASE! NO! IT TICKLES!”

Flexy: “ Hehe! We’re going to have so much fun!”

Y/n: “Guys! Help!”

Poppy: “Sorry, angel.”

Big Dogday: “You brought this on yourself.”

Unfortunately, the toys just joined tickling you.

Y/n: “OMG! AHAHAHA! NO! PLEASE!”

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I hope you all enjoyed this story. Please request something you would like to see me write. See you next time!