PLEASE YOUR DOEY LOOKS LIKE A PILLOW LEMME SLEEP ON HIM PLEEEEEAAAASSEE (I'm On My Knees.)

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Teehee twirls hair and kicks feet...

He has buck teeth, Dr Reflex gets an automatic 10/10 on the "Wacky Blorbos" scale

THANK YOU 😊

Hi! I like your work, can you make a Lee! Doey fic?

A lee! Doey fic? Okay! X3

Here it is !

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Frozen dough with a funny warm up

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The Player runs ..

try find a way to stop the doctor

The last hours were good in some ways. Player was hungry ,tired and was a bit hurt but not time to give up he has to stop the doktor.

He has to find Doey fastly because nobody knows what the doctor is planning right now.

"Hay pal over here !! " . Player hears Doey calling him. He was happy to see Doey was safe and sound.

"Goodness you okay Doey , i was worried". Player said to him

" Hehehe ofc i'm good pal." Doey said to Player

Both walking around as...

"AAGGHHHHHH!!"

Doey yelled as he can't move anymore.. cold gas or something else came out of nowhere. The Player try to find the place where it cames and turn it off.

Poor Doey..

" It hurts .. IT HURTS !!!". Doey was in pain.. je hold his chest and try to clam down and warm up but the cold gas catch him good.

"Doey goodness you alright??!!". Player ask worried about doey

"Traps like that are everywhere here in this place... my weakness and the doctor know that!!!". Doey yelled and shaking a bit because its cold

Player find some blankets and to them above doeys shoulders.

"Ssshhhhh..clam down doey.. i know it hurts."

Player feel so bad for Doey , seeing his buddy like this broke his heart he want to help doey and cuddles him.

Doey smiles a bit.

" aww thanks pal for trying to help me." Doey say , still shaking a bit

Player knows that cold gas or ice is doeys weakness and really wanna help him to warm up.

Then the player get a idea. Moving is a good method to warm up.

" you have to move or walk doey this will help yoi warm up."

But Doey only cuddles into the blanktes,shaking

Poor poor doey

The Player rubs doeys belly , what makes him twitch.

" oohh?? Whats wrong??".

" Nothing hehe."

Oh he know what was wrong.. the player hear from some little plushies that doey is ticklish.. maybe this helps him to warm up

The Player wiggle his fingers all over doeys belly, who was laughing now

" HEHEHEHEYYYYY PAALLL NOOHOHOHO!!!! NOT THAAHAHAT!!! EEEEE!!!." Doey laughs , try to push players hands away

" but i helping you to warm up Doey". Player smiles , keeps tickling him

Doey wiggles around like a fish out of water , for a big doughman he was super ticklish and a lot of the safe heaven also know that and tickling him when he feels sad or when he getting mad

"EEEEEE!!!! STOP STOOHOHOHP!!! AAHHHKKK!!! EEEEHEHEHEHE!!!"

"Awww how cute you laugh is , soo goofy~". Player tease him

Doey fall down his belly, his fists banging on the floor as Player tickling his armpits and ribs. Doey can't help it and only what he can do was laughing.

" PAAHAHAHALLLL PLEASE STOOHOHOHP!! I CAHAHAN'T TAKE IT!! ITS TICKLES SO BAAHAHAD!!! EEEEEE!!!".

Player cuckles and stop. Let Doey catch his breath.

" sorry did i go to far?".

" no no its okay hehehe , you really helped me to warm up and now i feel much better". Doey smiles and hugs Player

Player hugs back

" But how the others who tickled me , i will tickle you back soon when you don't see it coming Pal." Doey said with a playful grin in his face

" Wait what ??!!". Player yelled surprised

Both now wakling around , try find a way to stop the doctor and try to find others who survives maybe

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Here is the Story ^^ hope you like that

Sorry when its a bit short

Extra art of my persona in PPT3

Also M U S T P E T THE C A T

I’m a cat lover, obviously this is my honest reaction to Catnap like “Can I pet him?”

No, Dogday live! Had to draw myself saving Dogday.

https://www.tumblr.com/onyxonline/742529372908584960/what-would-it-be-like-if-catnap-was-good-and-was?source=share

I found this post interesting, and I was imagining DogDay and CatNap competing for Angel's attention but in the end they gives attention to both of them

The idea was too funny I had to sketch some up.

(Not canon to the Saved AU)

sir pentious x fire based reader?🙏

yknow how reptiles are cold blooded so they like naturally look for heat? that but with sir pentious looking for reader who has like fire powers and as a result is very warm all the time just so he can cuddle with them and steal their heat😭

i love pentious soo much he’s such a cutie🤧🤧🤧

(feel free to change whatever you want about this🙏🙏🙏)

Aww, I love this ask! I love Sir Pentious too!!! He's so adorable!

There are not enough fics for this total sweetheart of a man.

Sir Pentious and Reader with Fire Powers!

*When he first met you he felt the warmth that you radiated. And it wasn't just because he was flustered!

*Everywhere you are- expect this adorable snake man to follow.

*You're sitting on the couch? Bam. Snake man. You're walking down the stairs? Bam. Snake man.

*You're asleep in the middle of the night, feel cold fingers interlace with yours despite the fact that you sleep alone so you scream and startle everyone in the hotel awake?

*Bam. Snake man.

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It had been quite a hectic day. Between Charlie having all of you do friendship exercises and powerful overlords showing up at the hotel to prove they are a worthy opponent for Alastor.

On busy days, you warm yourself up a drink or snack (by using your very own fire of course) and hang out in the hotels common living space.

It only takes a few minutes before a certain serpent peeks his head around the corner.

"H-Hello dear roomie!" He slithers out into full view of you.

"Oh hey, Pentious. What's up?"

"W-Well, I wasssss wondering i-if you wanted to- um- hold each other for a prolonged amount of time?" He stuttered out.

"You want to cuddle with me?"

At your acknowledgement his cheeks darkened into a shade of red.

"Y-Yessss!" He posted his finger up, "Because I'm going to cuddle with everyone here!"

Cue the crickets.

"... No one else is here?"

"Ah." He hides his face in his hands. "N-Nevermind, ssssorry to bother you-"

The snake squeaks in surprise.

You take hold of his arm and pull him into your arms. The cuteness he was emitting was too much for you to not squeeze the living hell out of him!

"C'mere, you adorable serpent!" You heat up your body, putting those powers of yours to good use.

Despite Sir Pentious feeling so flustered he could barely function, he snuggled deeper into your warmth. Allowing your arms to envelope him in your loving embrace.

The serpent sighs blissfully

Oh, how he adores you...

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Interloper

Of all of the things that should’ve been bugging Dogday, such as the looming goal of killing the Prototype on the horizon or perhaps the fact he needs to learn to move without his legs to fight, it was the stowaway that bothered him the most.

You didn’t even realize it was following you until Catnap was gone and you were taking a well deserved rest in the quiet Playcare. All of the miniature critters usually kept their distance, but one bold toy followed your little team around. And when it was noticed by the ever vigilant Kissy, it merely bowed forward onto its front legs, tail wagging a mile a minute.

“Oh!” You gasped, approaching the small Dogday toy despite your larger companion’s soft growls. The smaller dog was quick to shove its nose into your offered palm, nuzzling and licking at your fingers. “Aw. Hello, cutie!”

Dogday shifted, gripping your shoulders tight from his place between your back and the grab-pack. “Angel. . .”

You tossed him a grin. “He seems pretty friendly. Now that Catnap isn’t scaring them anymore, I bet all the mini critters have gotten sweeter!”

Poppy gave a soft shake of her head, leaning against’s Kissy’s head with a distrusting wrinkle of her nose. “Or they’re hungry and want to beg the next strongest person they can find.”

You didn’t seem to mind the idea. Dogday stretched his neck, watching you dig into your pocket and produce a bag of peanuts. The smaller toy, despite your cooing, cocked its head at the food you knocked into your palms. But desperation didn’t leave room for pickiness, and it quickly gobbled up the peanuts.

Despite the horrors the both of you had seen, the little Dogday charmed you easily. You happily picked the toy up, cradling it, scratching behind its floppy ears and around its neck. It howled softly for you, wiggling with unretained joy as its tail made audible smacks against your hips.

“Angel. . .” Dogday said again. The miniature in your arms froze, staring up at him with wide, emotionless eyes. “Perhaps we should leave the little critters to the Playcare. It is their home.”

You just pouted. Dogday’s resolve wavered at the mere poke of your bottom lip, a silly expression that made all of this feel so normal. Your silliness, shining through in moments of stress and peace both, were balms to frazzled nerves. Not just Dogday’s, if Poppy and Kissy’s shared glance said anything.

“But he’s so cute.” You half whined, nuzzling your own nose into the little dog’s head. It immediately began to wiggle again, huffy barks of delight panting out as it tried to lick your face despite the awkward angle. Dogday growled lowly. “Hm. . . How ‘bouts I call you Peanuts? You like that, little man?”

You held the newly named Peanuts above your head, and he howled.

“Guess that answers that!” You chirped. To Dogday’s displeasure, you tucked Peanuts into your hoodie, letting its head and two little paws poke out the collar. “Shall we keep moving?”

Peanuts became very dear to you as you continued to move through the factory towards your next destination. Dogday tried not to mind it; after all, everyone needed something to decompress and just let themselves be entertained by in the midst of so much torture and despair.

But Peanuts being that for you meant that Dogday could not be that thing for you. And perhaps he was a little. . . frustrated that he couldn’t make you laugh how the little dog could.

He watched, glaring, as you played with Peanuts. You tossed a small ball the dog had found in the rubble of the factory, cheering and applauding as Peanuts fetched it. Peanuts hopped and yipped happily, especially when you showered it in kisses.

Dogday growled into his crossed arms. “Not that impressive.”

A snicker made his hackles rise. “What was that, Dogday?” He turned further into his arms, content to fully face the floor instead of look at Poppy’s smirk. “Something the matter?”

“No.” Dogday huffed.

Poppy snickered again. “Oh? So the fact that Angel is so enamored with the other Dogday doesn’t bother you at all?” Dogday lifted his head to glare at the doll. She just shook her head at him. “Silly. You’re jealous over nothing.”

Dogday didn’t bother that with a response. What would he have to be jealous about? Sure, he was aching a bit for your attention, but you’d eventually give it to him. He just had to be patient. After all, he was the one you tended to sleep near when exhaustion befell you. He protected you, made you feel safe. You had said so yourself.

So Dogday waited for tiredness to cross your face. You yawned into your fist, cradling Peanuts in the other arm. The toy whined at you, but you still set him down, pulling some blankets from the grab-pack’s storage.

Dogday’s tail thumped against the ground some. “Come rest, angel. It’s been a long day.”

You nodded. “Sure has!” But as you came over, throwing blankets over yourself and Dogday both, curling into his side and nuzzling into his (admittedly matted) fur, a yowl shook the air. “Peanuts!?”

Peanuts yowled and growled, jumping towards Dogday to snap at him then jumping back. It bit your pant leg, tugging hard as it could and whining loudly when you couldn’t be moved.

Poppy laughed loudly. “Aw! He’s jealous!” Kissy bopped Peanuts on the head with her hand, brows furrowed, but the dog did not quit.

Dogday, feeling you shift to stand up, growled. It was a deep, rumbling noise that he didn’t hold back. Peanuts fell over in surprise from the noise, obviously not expecting to have retaliation. It whined, but recognizing defeat, skittered off towards where Kissy sat against a wall, sliding under her knees. She huffed.

Pleased, Dogday settled back down, glancing at you. You cocked a brow at him, so he quickly closed his eyes to avoid any accusations. Luckily you merely chuckled, lightly bopping him on the nose with your hand.

“Silly.” You hummed, relaxing against him.

Maybe he was. But having your attention again, your fingers running through his fur and your heartbeat against his side, made him far more agreeable.

He didn’t even bite when he woke up to find Peanuts wormed into your little pile, wrapped in your arms and sleep-kicking his ribs.

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