#Doey stuff

[roseytoesy]

Safe Space blurbs 1

Kevin is up first but that's also because I’m in a fearplay mood and Kevin loves to play with fear a bit.

The Safehaven had greatly improved since the generator was back up and running, along with the new food supplies and starting a very small garden in the sewers just outside of Safehaven. Of course, with all the good that had happened there were close calls, but with new weapons given to the toys that helped protect the perimeter, and improving the defences of the safehaven itself, many of the toys, and most importantly, Doey was able to relax. Though he had no idea how to use this new free time. So being the amazing person you were, you helped create a schedule, time to play, eat, sleep, etc. 

But most importantly you encouraged Doey to play, to be the kid he wasn’t able to be. But with this encouragement came the oddities of a shapeshifting giant childish being. After an incident of trying to understand doey’s inner workings, you found yourself trapped under the large dough creature, he somewhat melted around you as he realized you were getting crushed, and there you met the 3 heads of the kids that made doey who he was. They were scared and apologetic, and so were you. You gently patted the walls and assured the 3 heads that you were glad to meet them and hope that this strange situation wasn't too upsetting to them.

It was quite the opposite for the boys, getting comforted for the first time in years, along with being so close to such a core part of themselves. It was addictive to say the least. So as the next few days flew by, the most bold of the group came up with an idea for game time. 

Dropping in

It was 3PM factory time, a time for the toys to play, build, color and more. A time to have fun and be carefree and childish. Today doey seemed more excited for games than usual. Gathering all the toys that were up to playing a bigger game, then announcing that today's game was a hide and seek tag with a twist if you get caught. 

You looked at him wondering what he ment but just sent you a wink showing off some sharp red fangs as he chuckled to himself. He then started to count down. Usually you don’t participate but you had a feeling doey was planning something. So you told him to go into the generator room to count so you and the others can have a better chance of hiding without him hearing them. He seemed to roll his eyes before cheerfully agreeing and going into the room, closing the sound proof doors behind him. 

You and the others were given 30 seconds. You decided to use your grabpack to hang from one of the more sturdy pipes on the very high ceiling. 

“Ready or not! Here I come.” his voice sounded cheery then became more gravely and deep. He started off searching the tents, there was one toy who was hiding in one and gave a squeal as they were caught, then placed into the center “field” area of safe haven. Some other toys at the trading post handed the caught toy some crayons and paper. 

You watched as they found more toys, tickling them and tossing them over to the caught area. But you could tell he was looking harder for you. One of the littles in the center pointed at you and you quickly made the shushing signal, but doey had noticed the critter looking up at something then quickly turning away and whistling. 

He looked up and his eyes widened before he smiled. “Found ya!” he now stood under you, his neck at an awkward angle to look up. “Here, drop down. I'll catch you!” he held his arms out making a trampoline in the center for you to land safely. You shrugged then braced yourself to fall, not noticing doey’s trampoline was already gone. 

You closed your eyes and let go of the grab packs triggers. You fell for a few seconds before landing on something soft, your legs sliding into some sort of tunnel before you could even grasp what was going on. You were pulled down more. You open your eyes in confusion and see the colorful blue insides of doey, red sharp teeth just above your head. You reach out on instinct. But the ‘lips’ close around your hand and your struggling form is easily swallowed down. Exaggerated gulps and hums echoing around you as you’re dragged deeper. With a final large gulp you were curled up in his more rounded middle. He patted his belly and let out a belch, you could feel the grab pack be plucked off of you and up with the belch.

Doey lets out a deep chuckle and says "So who's next for the hungry monster?” the other toys scream and run away. He doesn’t give much chase, smiling happily with his catch as he goes into the generator room. Since only you, him, poppy, and kissy are allowed in there, he allowed himself to rest and focus on the sensation of you moving around. 

It was cramped and slimy, like that weird film that covers his body and anything he touches as he squeezes through cracks or other areas. You tried your best to stretch out but were ultimately somewhat curled up, like one would be under a heavy blanket. You could feel him rubbing and patting at you chuckling when you pushed out at his hand. 

“So who’s idea was this one?” you see 3 grey heads appear on the wall facing where Doey’s spine would be, 2 of them, with orange and yellow eyes, looking apologetic while the head with red eyes had a sharp smile to its eyes. Its arms formed out of the dough and wrapped possessively around you, head on your shoulder.

“Since last time we just couldn't get your taste,” “or nice weight!” the yellow one interjected. “out of our heads, so I decided to have some fun with it.” The red head, which you learned to be Kevin, moved from your shoulder to your lap, head moving against your hand before looking away, glaring at the other 2 heads as they smiled at each other. 

You just shake your head, you had a feeling that after the flustered was doey acted after the incident you would be dealing with it eventually, just not so soon. “Alright fine, just don't make this too common of an occurrence, there's still a lot for me to do if we want to make a safe path out of here.” The red one's grip tightened and the other two looked more uncertain at that, but calmed as you pet over them, giving special attention to Kevin as he demanded it or got in the way of the others when you gave them too much for his liking. 

You know you’ll be released in about an hour, as game time wraps up and you need to make some food and get back to work on planning and rearranging things, but for you you let yourself rest inside the squishy gooey confines of your dearest friend.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Poppy playtime Doey would love the animatronics..

[maiko-coy]

So, that happened.

[thebsayraduka]

I couldn't help myself @oobbbear I hope you enjoy it 🤣🤣🤣

This is NOT my content obviously, it belongs to the lovely oobbbear, check their work out!!!

[roseytoesy]

What a lovely smile! So colorful!

They ALL deserve teefs. As a treat!

I need to train myself to do doodles without sketching. Because it takes me twice as long to sketch and "straight to lineart" looks about the same for doodles.

Send requests HEHE!

[megarax-ponyo]

Needs more hugs

[roseytoesy]

Safe Space blurbs 2

Up next will be jack, He wants to have fun eating the player next! A sweet day with a sweeter ending.

All enveloping hug

It had been about 2 days since the last incident, and you could see doey had been very happy since. Helping you work on slowly improving the desolate safe haven into a better space. He always made sure you were protected as you went out to better improve the outside or rewire some items and traps. It was just after your most recent and successful supply run to a locked down storage unit just outside the prison, that doey insisted you rest for the day. 

“Me and the others want to thank you for all your help! So we're going to give you a spa day.” a little kissy and craftycorn bounded forward as other critters brought over some random items and pillows. Before you could insist that you were fine you were swept off of your feet, doey giving you a giggle as he placed you into his lap as he took a more chair like form. You sat there a bit surprised before letting a small smile form as the warmth of their actions hit you. You decided to let yourself sink into Doeys form a bit as the critters wiggled off your grab pack and shoes. You twitched as some cold water was splashed onto your hands and a tub of lukewarm water was now under your feet. The critters gently wash your appendages with their little giggles. You weren't able to really see what they were doing, but since they were all soft, it felt like getting attacked by a swarm of tiny little bugs made of pillows. 

You felt an extra set of doey hands start massaging your shoulders and neck, you let out a deep sigh and close your eyes. Fully letting doey support your weight. You happily let the time fly by in a bliss, feeling your muscles relax in a way you haven't felt since long before working at playtime Co. You had no idea how long it had been before the kissy and crafty gently shook you awake, you didn't even realize you had dozed off. The other toys giggled as you stirred. Looking down at your hands you saw washable marker pictures and drawings along your skin. Smiles, and hearts aplenty. And your hands were somewhat pruned, covered in more art, but felt very clean and your nails had been clipped (somehow) and painted with what looked like regular purple/blue paint, but nonetheless you could tell they had done their best. You leaned forward as you lifted your feet. Seeing more art along them and your lower legs, a nice white color used for the nails. 

You felt a tug at your heart as you gave an emotional thank you. The toys all cheered at your reaction and you gave the kissy and craftycorn a big hug before getting off of doey to set them on the ground. “Thank you, for all of this. It makes me really happy to see you all happy.” you sniffed as you quickly whipped some grateful tears from your eyes. The factory had been so so draining, and any progress you made just led you deeper, darker, with more danger and little reward other than surviving, so getting something in return for your efforts, it warmed your heart to the brink of tears. 

Doey noticed and quickly shooed off the critters to their usual chores, they let out a groan but understood that he wanted to comfort you. You looked at him thankfully, he smiled happily with his eyes closed, guiding you over to the generator room, a place you had mostly claimed as your own, it was quiet and secluded, it helped you rest on those nights when the nightmares and paranoia would become too much. You were so tired now, stealing that you’ll have to continue some work tomorrow, an early night wouldn't hurt…

Doey startled you out of your thoughts as he waved a yellow hand in front of you. “Hey pal, you’re looking real tired there. How about a hug to finish off for the night? I’ll make sure to get the others to bed without you.” he opened his arms wide for you to approach. You happily wrap your arms as much as you can around his upper chest. His large arms enwrap you, the hug a perfect pressure for your weary bones. Warm and strong, a friendly and loving embrace. You stand there for a few seconds before letting your arms relax, usually signifying the end of the hug. But he continues to hold you, you feel a bit awkward before you let out a little yelp as the solid dough in front of you becomes more soft, and you start to sink in. You try to move back but the arms around you are gently but firmly pushing you forward. You were too tired to put up much of a fight so once you realized what he was doing you just let it happen. Sinking into the soft dough. It wraps around and envelopes you before you are gently pushed into a larger, familiar area. 

The dough closes in as Doey hugs his now full belly. “Gotcha, hehe!” you watch as a pair of yellow eyes and a grey head form on a nearby wall. The doey body rests against a nearby wall as Jack, you had learned, quickly and playfully wrapped its own arms around you, snuggling into your middle. You sigh as you pet his head. “Just wanted to help you feel better.” the head said looking up at you with large hopeful eyes. You sigh affectionately.  Knowing you'll need a quick shower in the morning thanks to the more slimy dough in this space. 

“Thanks Jack, You and the others did amazing. I guess I needed it.” you say with a small laugh. Jack gives you a small squeeze before unwinding his arms, just content to rest with you. You see mathew on the wall as well. 

“Like we said earlier, we’ll take care of things for tonight, this was from all of us but uh, this part was Jack's idea.” Jack giggled and did a happy little dance before settling back next to you. You happily let them take care of stuff as you fall asleep for the night. Doey kept a protective hand over his belly as he helped everyone to bed. A very happy smile on his face before he too fell asleep.

[paper-starz]

Doeys meeting Doeys!!

I think he would vent to 90s doey

Dumb lil comic

[roseytoesy]

We love a protective and caring older brother Kevin. Gosh this is just so precious and perfect. Thank you op for this masterpiece.

It was raining all day today and here we are.

No matter how free you are, you will never be free from your own body…

…but don’t let that stop you.

[outer-andromeda]

Usually I try to better clean up and color these... But I REALLY wanted to share 'em as soon as possible cuz I really like how they look already, sue me :')))

Some story time under the cut for those of you who want context >:000

((EDIT - Small TWs for some negative talk and mentions of grief. Also spoilers for the ending on Chapter 4 :00)

As mentioned in a previous post, Gabby and Doey's relationship is... Very strained after the events of the fourth chapter.

Doey joined the group (Gabby, Kissy and Ava) eventually while they were venturing as subtly as possible to avoid running into Huggy. It was a surprise, obviously - they all thought he was six feet underground since the aftermath of him crashing down. They were all relieved to know he was still alive, but something was different. He wasn't as jovial as his usual self was... He was just... Off. Quiet. Monotone.

(Which is understandable since the guy is literally GRIEVING the loss of the kids of the Safe Haven y'know- and he feels immense guilt for what happened)

At some point, they get separated - Kissy and Ava stick together, while Doey and Gabby venture on their own way, both groups hoping to join each other again eventually. Doey and Gabby still have that quiet dynamic going on, because the human guy doesn't want to make things any worse than they already are. So he tries to be the cheerful one. For both his and Doey's sakes. He tries as hard as he can. But it falls flat. And Gabby, despite himself, grows more and more irritated by Doey's unusual calmness. Something's obviously going on and he won't say anything about it.

Something happens that puts them in a dangerous situation, and everything spills out. Gabby wants to talk, he wants answers. Doey is trying to ignore it, but he's being pushed. And suddenly his anger blooms back out. And he lashes out on Gabby. Shouts all the words he hadn't gotten out. How he was never any good for the kids. How he could've done so much more. How if it wasn't for him, "they'd still be breathing and standing right now". How Gabby can't understand. And Gabby... Takes it. He stands there, listening to every single thing he says. Silently.

He's not afraid. And Doey notices. It's unnerving. It catches him completely off guard. It's like something is starting to break inside of him. Something he's not sure he wants to let shatter much more...

And then Gabby hugs him. And the thing in Doey's core is completely obliterated. And the tears are finally, finally let loose. And his shoulders finally relax to wrap themselves around the short man.

They talk after some VERY good comforting words from Gabby. They find Kissy and Ava after some searching, and they're back on track.

And from then on, their relationship changes back slowly to the small friendship they had formed in the past, plus more. They both understand and trust each other, and Doey feels relief from having someone he can confide in and let himself relax with. And just... Be a kid. Even if just for a bit. All three kids need that so badly, and Gabby tries his best to give that to them. To Doey. Because he, out of anyone, deserves a break the most.

[deich-was-here]

I have some brainstorming going on

[logicpng]

truly he can be anything you knead...

[roseytoesy]

YO THIS IS SO COOL

Here comes the art! If I disappear don't lose me, exams have started and are in full swing👀

Also a comic book and a few submissions are in the works! But these are just sketches for now and will be transformed soon ✨

[spookyratking]

I love your artwork😋😻

please..pl ease draw doey 😔🙏

let's ignore the fact I was late to this. hope you meant ppt doey lol here u go!! also ty!!!

[tally885]

Who is Dewey ( actor au ) married to? Cause I see a ring on his finger

Good ol Lenny Yarnelle himself !! They’re happily and sickeningly married

+ their kind of son Calixto and Dewey’s kids Matt, Kevin, & jack

[roseytoesy]

I fully agree!

He should be the master story teller, changing to look like the characters he’s reading about. He should be the tickle monster. Chasing around the other toys and having fun catching them and making them squeal and giggle. He should be able to have fun swinging around like a monkey on some pipes or beams. He should be the master of hide and seek. Where no one can find him but he’s also really good at finding them. He could have some fun building forts out of blankets and pillows. Or even himself!

There are so many ideas for him to have fun and be a kid along with the toys he protects. Similar to a caring father, Playing is an important part of caring for kids and building strong relationships.

I think doey should be allowed to be a little silly with himself. He should draw an exaggerated curly mustache on his face with his finger and walk around "twirling" it. He should do the "gravity is increasing on me" bit and just melt on top of somebody. He should have dough-ball fights with the other toys where he is the ammo. He should be the undefeated champion of the weekly safe haven dance competition with his signature move: The worm. He should be a little goofy.