How About A Stormy Day? (I Have The Headcanon That Doey HATES Storms Because He Have A Fear Of Lightning)

I find the rivalry between Dogday and Peanuts funny XD On the other hand, why do I see a redeemed Catnap and Biscuits being pretty chill with another, like a 'I won't bother you if you don't bother me' type relationship?

yeyeye in a way yes! me and @peachsodama talk about it a lot! Biscuits is her beautiful brain child and I love the baby so

biscuits is actually fully on team Dogday if you'll believe it lol. Dogday saved biscuits from getting mauled, so biscuits is fully like "that's my dad" and Dogday warms up to the toy after disassociating it with the real catnap. peanuts is verrrrry jealous

from the discord messages:

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(context: biscuits is a picky eater and only really eats what it sees other people eating)

Peach DOGDAY: “mmm this is so good!” PEANUTS: “arf!! Arf! Arf!” begging at his feet BISCUITS: looks up curiously from the cat tree. Stub tail flopping. DOGDAY: “This mac and cheese is the best texture and flavor! I’m loving it so much!” PEANUTS: wailing BISCUITS: stands up and wanders over. DOGDAY: “So very good! Mm-mm-mm!” PEANUTS: howling BISCUITS: finally hopping on the table and grabbing the extra spoon Dogday set out and start eating DOGDAY: “Peanuts, you already had a bowl. Stop acting like youre dying.”

Bee Player is like “oh poor baby” and give him some of theirs

Peach Dogday is like “wha- I made that for you 🥺🥺”

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as for biscuits with catnap?

Peach basically said that Biscuits is no different than the other critters. Catnap fed them, and would’ve killed them if given the chance. And biscuits would’ve eaten catnap if given the chance. Very indifferent!

Here is my first comic (BLOOD WARNING!!!)

Hope you like the comic 😊

Poppy playtime x Gender Neutral reader! “Finally Free” Part 1

I feel like making a story on poppy playtime chapter 4 like if we escaped with Doey, Poppy, Kissy Missy, Yarnaby, and the mini critters. Like if you take them to your home and gave them a real dinner. P.S. don’t judge this story, this is my first story I’m writing on this app. But let’s begin.

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It was all over…It was finally…You escaped the factory… The fighting, the death, the chaos, the pain, and horrors of the Playtime Factory was over.

Poppy: “It’s all over… We escaped the factory!”

Poppy shouted. Happy tears falling from her face as she hugged Kissy. Kissy hugged Poppy backed. She cried tears of joy, evening if she was always smiling, now that she was out of the factory and away with the Prototype, she felt happy and free.

Yarnaby rubbed himself on you and purred as you patted his head. You saved him from nearly burning to death and now he was loyal to you.

Dogday, who now had his legs, held you hand.

Dogday: “Thank you, angel. I couldn’t be more grateful.”

Y/n: “No problem, DD.

Y/N: “Now it’s all over. How are you feeling, Doey?”

You question your colorful friend, but he didn’t answer. Millions of thoughts ran through his mind. He was free, away from the Doctor, the Prototype, and now he’s with his friends.

The children possessing the giant mount of dough were over the moon knowing they were free from the factory. Tears fell from his faces and the little critter’s attention were on their doughy friend.

Bobby Bearhug toy: “Doey, are you okay?”

Doey snapped out of thoughts and looked down to the little critters.

Doey: “Oh! I’m fine. I’m just so happy to be out of the factory.”

Hoppy Hopscotch toy: “Where do we go now?”

Doey paused. He didn’t have know what to do after they escaped, but before he could answer, you spoke.

Y/n: “You guys can live with me.”

The toy’s attention was on you.

Poppy: “Y-Y/N? Are you serious?”

Now let’s continue

Y/N: “Yes, I don’t want you guys to get hurt or the be separated from each other. Plus you’ve all been through so much in the factory. I want you all to have a real home.”

The toys were speechless. It was silent for a minute or two. The toys squeezed you into a big hug. You were taken aback from the hug, but it was nice.

Poppy: “You really are angel.”

Dogday: “Our Angel.”

After a minute of the hug, you broke free.

Y/N: “C’mon, let’s go home.”

You took out your car keys, that you somehow didn’t lose in the factory. You unlocked the car and hopped into the car with Kissy, Poppy, Dogday, and the mini smiling critters in the back. Doey sat in the passenger seat between you. Now to let’s go home. The car ride home was interesting.

The mini critters were looking out the window, gazing at the scenery of the sunset. The mini critters were little children and happen seen daylight in years, Dogday, Poppy, Kissy, and Yarnaby were fast asleep, holding each other. Before you escaped the factory you managed to patch up Kissy’s injuries when you were in Safe Haven. Doey’s was looking at you, with a frown on his face.

Y/N: “Doey, what’s on your mind?”

Doey: “Nothing, I’m just… I’m just want to say thank you. For letting us live with you and helping us escape the factory, Angel.”

Y/N: “No problem, big fella.”

20 minutes later, you were home. You had a house in the woods, away from civilization. It was big enough for your new family.

Y/N: “Home sweet home. Guys wake up, we’re here.”

You unlocked the car and you and Doey hopped out the car.

Kissy, Yarnaby, Poppy, and Dogday woke up. You opened the door for Kissy, Yarnaby, and Poppy and the mini critters. They stared at your house.

Poppy: “It’s so beautiful.”

Kissy nodded her head in agreement.

Y/N: “Thanks guys. Come guys, let’s go.”

You and your new family walked to the door. You unlocked the door and entered your home. The toys looked around your house, seeing pictures of you with family and some friends, a lovely living room, and more. The mini critters ran around the living room, bouncing on the couch and staring at your pictures.

Doey: “You’re house is so pretty, buddy!”

Dogday: “It fells so comfortable.”

Poppy: “I’ve never seen a house so beautiful.”

Y/N: “ Thanks guys. Now I need to put somethings together, so why don’t you get make yourselves at home?”

You took the TV remote and changed to nickelodeon. SpongeBob SquarePants was playing and the little critter, Dogday, Poppy, Kissy, Yarnaby, and Doey sat front of TV. While they were distracted, you went to the kitchen. You knew the toys were hungry after all those years in the factory.

You looked in your refrigerator and saw there was not enough food for all of them. You sighed, wondering what to do, but you saw a pizza flyer on your fridge and decided some pizza wouldn’t hurt. You called the number on the flyer and ordered 2 large pizza’s. Your pizza would be ready in 30 minutes.You went up upstairs to prepare the money and a tip for the pizza man.

You looked back to see the toys still watching TV and singing to the theme song.

You went back into the living room with the toys and brought some snacks. Sometime passed and some critters were still watching TV, Kissy and Poppy were talking. And Doey and Dogday were playing with some critters. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. The toys froze in fear, not knowing who or what it was. Doey and Dogday stood up to protect you and the toys. Yarnaby stood up and snarled at the door. You stood up knowing who it was.

Poppy: “Y/N! Wait! You don’t know how that could be!”

Y/N: “Relax, it’s just the pizza man.”

Toys: “Pizza?” Kissy and Yarnaby tilted their heads in confusion.

Y/n: “I thought we could have some pizza for dinner.”

You opened the door, paid, grabbed your pizza’s, and headed for the kitchen and the toys followed. You prepared plates, drinks and napkins. You set plates of pizza and glasses of juice.

Y/N: “Come and eat guys.”

Kissy, Doey, and Dogday sat on the chairs, while you placed books on the chairs for Poppy and the mini critters. Yarnaby was bigger than the table, so he sat down on the floor.

Y/N: “Bon appétit, guys.”

The toys begin eating and I swear they were hungrier than you thought. They demolished the pizza. The mini critters were so happy they got pizza after all those years in the factory. Kissy and Yarnaby enjoyed the pizza too, but it freaked you out to see just how sharp their teeth were.

Doey: “ Now that really hits the spot. This is so more better than the piano dinosaur.”

Poppy: “Angel, I can’t even thank you enough for all of this. Saving us, letting us into your home, feeding us. You’re a true angel.”

Y/N: “Thank you, Poppy. You guys deserve this and I promise I’ll keep you guys safe.”

❝ You recount the days where DogDay displayed dog-like behavior. ❞ (x)

Art in title card created and owned by @dogddays

Word count: 8,260

Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, All characters are written as ADULTS, Dog-like behaviors, ghosts and spectral beings, romantic fluff, platonic fluff, chapters can be read as being either romantic or platonic, angst, minor angst

Chapters: 26/26

Status: Completed

Chapter 1: Head Tilts

Sitting comfortably at the living room coffee table, you helped Poppy with her makeup. You were particularly proud of yourself as you had finally found porcelain safe paint, and with it you decided that she could use a new touch up.

She sat comfortably before you, her eyes were shut as you painted some eyeliner on her. You were thankful that the paint you had bought was quick to dry, as you both knew that neither of you wanted to sit here for hours to watch it dry.

“How's that look, Poppy?” You asked, extending a hand mirror to her.

You watched as she examined your work, she had a slight cat eye liner on either eyelid, which, whenever her eyes opened helped to accentuate those baby blues of hers.

“It looks beautiful~!” She gasped, a sound of pure delight leaving her lips.

You smiled, happy to hear that she was satisfied with your work.

“Alright, how about…-” you paused, examine the remaining paint vials. “-we do your nails?” You offered.

“Ooh! I've never had my nails painted before, sure!”

You nod, “What color do you want them to be? We have-...”

Poppy listened as your voice trailed off, listing the remaining colors that were left: black, blue, red, orange, pink, maroon and purple.

You watched as she frowned before turning to you, “Do I have to choose just one?”

You cocked a brow back, “Who said it had to be just ONE?”

Poppy giggled, “I'd like Red, Black and blue. Please!”

“Coming right up!”

As you worked on Poppy’s small nails, you two heard the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching.

You couldn't spare a glance up as you worked so you spoke up; “Kissy?”

“No, it's just me, Angel.” Replied DogDay

You nodded, “Ah! Welcome back, how was laying outside in the sun like?”

“Warm~” He cooed, a lazy grin decorated his lips.

You nodded, “I'm glad…” and felt your voice trail off slightly as you focused on painting Poppy's nails just how she liked it.

DogDay approached the two of you, his head was tilted to the side curiously, “What're you two doing?”

“Painting my nails~” gleamed Poppy.

DogDay quietly watched on, his eyes watching as your skillful fingers decorated her impossibly small nails.

“That… looks like fun.”

“It is!” Exclaimed Poppy, “You should try it!”

“Unfortunately he can't, Poppy”

“Why not?”

You pause your work and motion to his hands, “He doesn't have nails”

DogDay looks down at his hands and takes notice of that fact, his brain brings back faint memory of his companions- The Smiling Critters- and how, out of all of them, there were only two with claws and that was Bobby Bearhug and CatNap.

“That's fine-” Poppy's voice pries DogDay from his thoughts, forcing him to look back at the two of you.

“-we can just get him a shiny new collar! Something with his name and a new brighter sun on it.” She suggests.

DogDay watches as Poppy analyzes her now dry nails, she seems quite satisfied.

You turn to DogDay, with an eyebrow raised in question.

“That depends on you, pup.” You tell him, “I won't buy you one if you won't wear it.”

You watch as he takes a moment to think it over, his head leaning to the side just as before.

“I think…” he paused briefly, “I think I'd like that.”

“You sure?”

He nods, “It would be a great way to celebrate my new life.” He offers and you nod, smiling softly.

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Chapter 2: Showing teeth

“{Grrrr…}”

He growled, the noise was low and quite intimidating, especially given the size of the creature of which said noise emitted from.

But you knew him better than anyone else, this was nothing more than just a show.

He's all bark and no bite, especially not for you.

“Don't you DARE growl at ME, mister!!” You exclaimed, “You fucking stink!! You need to be cleaned!”

You watched as Kissy Missy approached him with an apprehensive step forward. On one hand she had a comically large sponge and in the other a bucket of soapy water.

DogDay took yet another step back and reared himself up to appear bigger despite being on all fours.

“{Grrrr!!!}”

The growl that came out from his throat was much deeper now, and the two of you watched as he bared his teeth at you both.

Kissy took a step back and growled in return as if to tell him to ‘back off!’.

You couldn't help but facepalm and sigh frustratedly into your hand.

“DogDay- Oskar- PLEASE-!!” You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration, “-just let us clean you and get this over with and I promise you'll get treats.”

You watch as he momentarily lets down his guard, his tail twitching slightly as it wags for a moment before returning back to normal.

“Movie night.” You hear him declare.

“What?” You ask, confused, “What did y-?”

“Movie night-” he parrots, “-and I get to choose.”

You sigh, nodding, “Okay…”

“And-” he starts again, but you watch as he hesitates for a moment, pausing for a moment.

“And?” You egg him on.

“Aaand…” he paused briefly, “...treats?”

You nod, “Yes, you'll get whatever treat you want; belly rubs, snacks, cuddles- you name it. BUT FIRST-” you motion to your own sponge and bucket of soapy water, “-you HAVE to get cleaned. You are NOT tracking anymore mud throughout the house!!”

Behind DogDay lays the chaotic wake of giant mud stains on the hardwood cabin floor. Poppy is not far behind, standing atop a nearby stool looking at the large cabin with a disapproving shake of the head.

“This place is a whole mess, now!” She whined

“Yes, and Kissy and I are going to have to clean it up!!”

You watched as Kissy nodded alongside you, the sounds of a disapproving growl leaving her.

You watched as DogDay finally approached you two, hopping into the bathtub with his tail tucked between his legs.

“Make it quick?” He asked

“Oh no, sir, we're taking our sweet ass time getting you cleaned.” You added.

DogDay watched with a frown as Kissy Missy seemingly ‘giggled’, a playful hand placed over her lips in response to your comment.

And with that DogDay couldn't help but let out a frustrated huff as he felt the still warm soapy water splash down onto him, turning him sopping wet as you two worked diligently at getting him cleaned…

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Chapter 3: Biting

You watched from your place on the grass as Kissy Missy held the large heavy rope of twine in her hands steady as the large canid at her feet bit down on it hard.

You could hear him growl as Kissy Missy tried to shake the rope loose from his grasp.

In doing so, she would on occasion, raise the rope over his head and hold it there as DogDay held on, his front paws lifted up in the air as he sat on his hind legs, clinging on.

You heard Poppy snort beside you, “He really is just like a dog, isn't he?” You roll your eyes and glance over to her.

“What?!” She giggled

“Seriously?” You chuckle, motioning to him, “It's in his name, Poppy”

You watched as she burst out in a small fit of laughter and you could help but shake your head, as an amused smile formed on your lips.

Turning back to the scene from before, you now watched as Kissy Missy dragged DogDay around by the end of the rope as the other lazily clung on by the teeth.

It would seem that at some point, DogDay had lost all strength to hold on as he soon let go and was left on the grass panting, his tail wagging at a million miles per hour as he stared at Kissy Missy.

You watched your large pink furred friend clap her hands in glee as she approached the large canid and rubbed his face and belly. Practically praising him for holding on for so long.

“I didn’t know you liked tug of war, sweetheart.” You commented, watching as DogDay turned to face you.

“It’s fun!!” He panted out, clearly tired out from all the energy he had spent.

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Chapter 4:

And learn she did, though it was difficult at first for her to understand the keys, she soon began to get a hang of it and once she’d gotten a firm grasp on how to play the child sized wooden piano, she would grace your ears with songs all too familiar from your childhood.

“🎼♩♪ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭…”

It would seem that this time it was “London Bridge is Falling Down” to shine in the spotlight.

You sat comfortably some ways away from Poppy on the couch reading a book with DogDay’s head resting on your lap, currently he was knocked out, resting after a long day.

Kissy Missy sat across from you on the floor, currently solving one of your one hundred puzzle piece puzzles, she had gotten about halfway with it.

The more that Poppy played, the more you felt DogDay stir beneath you, thinking it was a nightmare you pet him, massaging his scalp with the pads of your fingers. Silently hoping that the gesture was enough to calm him.

When out of the blue, a low sound that steadily rose in pitch emitted from DogDay.

“{OoOoOooOooOooOooo!}”

A howl! It was a howl! He was howling!

Surprised by the sudden revelation, you checked to see if he was sleeping but was greeted by a lazy smile.

You chuckled as you kissed the top of his head and listened as he continued on with his howling.

“Are you singing along to Poppy’s playing?”

The thumping of his tail wag made your answer clear.

Poppy on the other hand didn’t seem to mind as you watched her play with more vigor, her graceful porcelain hands glided across the miniature piano with the same expertise as someone who’d been playing for their whole life.

You watched as Kissy Missy momentarily stopped what she was doing to sit back and listen on, her head softly bobbing to the tune.

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Chapter 5: Flicking Ears

So, while Poppy and Kissy Missy had a ‘girls night in’ in their respective shared bedroom with snacks and movies, you spent your evening with DogDay in the living room. The plan has been to watch whatever show or movie the other hadn’t seen when suddenly the power had cut off.

You sat in the dark staring at your cellphone’s screen, unbeknownst to him, you were typing away at one of your forgotten fictional works. Surely you could get something done until the light came back on?

DogDay on the other hand was sat by your feet, eyes glued onto the window outside as he watched the rain pour down heavily. The sounds of distant thunder tearing the sky asunder as flashes of light would occasionally appear.

When suddenly, DogDay’s headshot up, surprised by the act you watched him carefully.

His ears twitched on either side of his head, flicking to and fro, it looked like he was trying to listen for something.

“Whatcha hearing, pup?” You called out

“Shhh…” he silenced, you watched as his expression changed to one of pure concentration.

Intrigued, you put down your cell phone and continued to watch him follow the inaudible sound that only he could hear. Ears twitching as his head tilted, he was trying to locate its source.

When suddenly, it looks like he nearly jumps out of his skin as he turns to face you.

You stare at him with a bewildered look.

“Wh-?”

“Him!” Was all he offered, DogDay climbed on top of you, his eyes laser focused on what was behind you.

You turned to see what it could be and saw nothing more than your fireplace mantle and the two large urns that held your parents' ashen remains, as well as their pictures on either side.

“Dad?” You asked, turning back to DogDay, “Was it dad?”

You watch him nod, “He was saying something… I couldn’t catch just what it was but I saw him when I turned around.”

“Is he there now?” You ask, curious.

DogDay seems to hesitate for a moment, his eyes flicking to something before meeting yours once more.

He nods.

You sigh and turn around, “Dad, leave him be, he’s being good!” You muse, reprimanding the empty air.

When you turn back around to face DogDay you give him a pet on the head, “My dad was always the joker of the family- as my mom used to say- he was probably just messing with you.” You inform him, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he doesn’t misbehave.” You jest, glaring back at the urn before laughing at the whole situation.

You watch as DogDay nods, nuzzling into your touch before glancing back up at the mantle, he catches a brief glimpse of the same man from the picture giving him a wink before waving goodbye, the figure dematerializing into thin air.

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OMG 😱 you are so nice 😭

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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! :)

I am of the opinion that Silver being brought up in an apocalyptic future means he can snap on a dime when he needs to

Lullaby for the baby boi 🐶🩷

A Doey the Doughman art dump!

(if anyone tags this as a ship becuz of the last pic I'm blocking you and stealing your kneecaps)

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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