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Love + Chuckle

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Knuckles’ first time calling her mom

The family ever me thinks

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

Hope you like the comic 😊

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Thank you all so much! Sorry if I’m not posting anything stories, but I’m on Spring Break now and I’ll finish my requests.

I think he liked the cupcake :) 🧁

Here! ^^

*gives you a cupcake*

I uh… made it my self heh…

Hope u like ^^

everyone who dares to mistreat Kissy will be destroyed, no exceptions

lee!doey fic

Thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy the story. This story will have angst and fluff. Request #14

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It was nighttime. Everyone tucked up in bed and fast asleep. Except Doey.

Even if he’s out of the factory, it still haunt him. The scientists, the cold, the starvation, and the gentle voices.

He woke up in a panic. Sobbing and shaking. He left the bedroom to clear his mind. He didn’t want to wake every one, so he went into the living room.

You woke up randomly in the middle of the night. You looked you see everyone was still asleep, but Doey was missing.

You slowly got up, trying not to wake up the other toys and looked for Doey.

Y/n: “Doey?”

You headed downstairs to look for Doey. You looked in the hallway and the kitchen, but didn’t see him, until you found him in the living room.

Y/n: “Doey?”

Doey: “A-angel!? What are you doing waking!?”

Y/n: “I could be asking you the same question? Why are you-“

You stopped to see his face flooded with tears.

Y/n: “Doey, have you been crying?”

Doey: “N-no! I was just s-sweating! That’s all!”

He tried making up excuses, but you knew he was lying.

Y/n: “Doey, did you have another nightmare? Tell me the truth.”

Doey: “…Yes”

You walked over to the couch, sat down and patted the couch, telling him to sit next to you. He came over and sat down next to you.

Y/n: “Let me guess, it was about the factory?”

Doey: “Not only that, but just the thought of hurting you…”

Y/n: “Hurting me?”

Doey: “YES! What if I get angry!? I don’t want to hurt you or anyone else!”

Y/n: “Doey…”

Doey: “What if I hurt you, like I did to Jack’s parents!?”

You remember the tape of Jack’s parents visiting the factory to reunite with Jack after he got into an accident with the Clay to make Doey. Kevin ended up murdering Jack’s parents, thinking it was a trick from the gentle voices.

Y/n: “Doey…”

Doey: “I… I’m a monster…”

Y/n: “…No you’re not..”

Doey: “But I..”

Y/n: “Kevin.. you are not a monster. None of this was your fault. It was the scientist. They were the one who hurt you. You were a child. All of you are. You didn’t ask to be turned into a toy and I know you didn’t mean to kill Jack’s parents. You were afraid, hurt, angry. It’s not your fault.”

Doey: “….”

Doey didn’t say anything. And he broke into tears and began sobbing. You held him in your arms, comforting him.

Y/n: “It’s going to be okay…”

As you two were still in the living room, the mini critters came downstairs.

Bobby Bearhug: “Doey, are you okay?”

Catnap: “You and angel, weren’t in bed and we got worried.”

Hoppy Hopscotch: “Why are you crying?”

The mini critters gathered around Doey, concerned.

Doey: “I’m okay, just another nightmare.”

Kickin Chicken: “We would let those nightmares hurt you!”

Dogday: “Yea! We’ll fight them all away!”

Doey: “Thank you…”

You still thought Doey wasn’t feeling well, and thought how you could cheer him up. That’s when an idea came to mind. You whispered your idea to a little critter and they whispered to the others.

Y/n: “Hey, Doey?”

Doey: “Hm?”

Y/n: “Do you want to play a game?”

Doey: “Sure. What is it?”

Y/n: “It’s called ‘Baker’s men’. Me and the critters are the bakers. We’re making bread dough, we need to knead and bake the dough.”

Doey already knew he would be the dough, but thought the game would be fun and decided to play.

He laid out on the floor. Now you and the critters began the plan.

Y/n: “Now before we start we bake our dough, we need to knead our dough.”

You squish your hands on Doey’s belly, causing him to giggle.

Doey: “EHEHE! Careful! That tickles!”

Y/n: “Now, can my helpers knead the dough with me?”

Mini critters: “Yes we can!”

The mini critters began squishing and jumping on Doey’s belly to knead him. This caused Doey to break out into laughter.

Doey: “AHAHAHAHA! WAIT! NOHOHOHO! YOU’RE TICKLING ME! AHAHAHA!”

Y/n: “Now, we have to knead the dough for the next 5-8 minutes.”

Doey: “8 MINUTES! NOHOHOHOHO! PLEASE! AHAHAHAHA!”

Hoppy hopscotch: “This dough is so squishy!”

Craftycorn: “We really need to knead the dough!”

The mini critters began tickling his underarms and his feet.

Doey: “EHEHEHEHEHEHE! WAIT! I’M READY! YOU CAN PUT ME IN THE OVEN! PLEASE, ANGEL!”

Y/n: “No, No, No. Not yet.”

Doey: “COME ON! PLEASE! NO MORE! AHAHAH!”

Y/n: “Hmm… What do you think, my little bakers?”

Mini critters: “No way!”

Doey let out a squeal of panic.

All of you continued tickling Doey for the next 5 minutes. Doey was a mess. He kept squealing, kicking his legs out, and giggling.

After, you and the critters stopped the tickling letting Doey catch his breath.

Y/n: “Now we need to place our dough in the oven and let it bake for 30 minutes.”

You covered Doey in a blanket, as if he was in an oven.

You and the mini critters joined him under the blanket and snuggled him.

Y/n: “We’ll always be with you, Doey.”

You placed a kiss on Doey head and soon you all fell asleep.

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I hoped you all enjoyed this story. Sorry if I haven’t been posting in a while, but I going to get back on track. See you soon! ❤️

Doey The Doughman Noooooo 🥺

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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