#and for doey when he arrives

[princessfoxington]

Bust-A-Move!

He's got his own coach! 🤣 I LOVE IT!

[palettepainter]

All the awesome Doey fanart I've been seeing has reminded me that I will not be able to give Doey a hug until late May to June when the plushies ship out. My shayla come home!

[skyedancer-system]

Going into Poppy Playtime Chap. 4 I was not expecting to get halfway decent plural rep but here we are????

Spoilers for the new chapter under the cut, and also cw for all the general Poppy Playtime stuff (child death + experimentation, body horror, if you know the game you get the gist)

SO THIS GUY HUH

Doey the Doughman, the surprise character revealed just days before the chapter dropped and who finally answered the question of the red/orange/yellow hand imagery we’ve been getting teased with for so long

In the chapter himself he’s pretty important to the plot and is an ally to the player, Poppy, and Kissy for (most of) the chapter, and he’s a pretty nice guy just with a bit of a temper, and very overwhelmed by having to keep the Safe Haven together and protected in Poppy’s absence.

But his personal story? How he was created via Playtime Co.’s Bigger Bodies Initiative? Oh god it’s honestly one of the most messed up ones yet other than Yarnaby (and that’s saying something considering this is child experimentation we’re talking about, and Yarnaby lost his entire self and was treated like a straight up animal, isolated so he would love and obey Harley and only Harley)

Where most of the living toys were made from one child, Doey was made from three. Jack, a visitor to the factory that got caught in a freak accident and was taken into Playtime’s care for his medical recovery. Kevin, a problem child in the Playcare known for his anger issues. And Matthew, an extremely kind boy who tried to keep hopes up among all the orphans in the Playcare, and was a sort of leader to them.

And all three of them are still present in some form; at various points in the game you see them switch, speaking and thinking differently, with varying opinions on everything happening. And from the tape of the Jack’s parents seeing what Playtime did to their son, we see that the three have separate memories as well, at least they did when they were first put together.

And this plurality that was forced onto them isn’t played for scary points like you’d expect from a mascot horror game. Yes it is part of Doey’s monstrous design once they get upset, but them being upset is because everything they had worked to protect was destroyed by the Prototype. All of the other kids turned toys that had kept their consciousness and relied on Doey for protection, mercilessly killed. Anybody would be horrifically upset in that situation. And one of the three boys - Kevin - lashes out at the player, the other two trying to calm him down only for all of them to fall into anger and emotion.

You can clearly see the three kids; one angry, two sad, all of their emotions coming together into a grief induced rage, with physical pain only compounding it. And when you eventually have to kill them and put them out of their misery, their last words?

“I’m sorry.”

They were just kids; three kids forced into a horrible situation and having to learn to live with it. And for a long time it seems that they did, working together rather peacefully until their lives were upheaved by the arrival of the player and Poppy’s reappearance.

Kevin’s anger at everyone and the world is completely justified; I mean he and the other two were experimented on and then kept caged like animals, being practically forced to kill! He wanted to protect them; to avenge the countless others that had been killed by the Playtime scientists and the Prototype! And considering things only went to shit after the player and Poppy showed up? Well it’s no wonder that anger got directed at them

It it a super good depiction of plurality? No, not by a long shot. But it’s definitely way better than I would expect from a game like Poppy Playtime.

I was not expecting this post to get this long whoops fbsnbdns; if anyone else has anything they want to add though we’d love to hear it!

[thecloudsaremyhome]

*gently chanting* yandere doey, yandere doey, yandere doey

Ofc!

Platonic yandere Doey headcanons

Tw: possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, yandere themes, death, infantization.

・you met doey after you lucky escaped yarnby for the time being. You'd say you first meeting was strange, you accidently fell down on if the many rooms in playtime co. Which resulted in pioanosoures to se you, luckily doey unintentionally saved you from th large toy dinosaur by... Eating it?

・to say it was a strang encounter is for sure but th events after it was even stranger, doey was friendly enough as it is but something was off about him the way he looked at you was to intense to be normal but you brushed it off as him veingexcited to meet you.

・after you evtually arrived at safe Haven his behavior really started to show through he was more in edge since th thing called th prototype was near which resulted in him to keep a close possessive eye on you which startled you to say the least, but again you brushe it off, after you had a talk with poppy you decide to explore th safe Haven and talk to doey again which resulted in him reluctantly asking you to give an fetch the doctors hand, Which sounded difficult in it's own but the what was even more surprising is his willingness to go with you.

• so your adventure to steal the docotrs hand is set in motion and trust me it is anything but easy but luckily doey is their to protect fragile little you from all harm coming your way

• honestly you remind doey of the past children in the daycare that Mathew took care of which triggers his parental instincts in part of his personality to set in motion, he feels an intense need to protect you from all harm ever since he first met you a few hours ago, it’s not like you can actively defend yourself from the dangerous down here anyways

• as your search for the docotrs progresses the dangers do to, which scares you to say the least but luckily doey was able to protect you from yarnby. Which you are grateful for but his behavior is scary to say the least he’s treating you as if you are a child who cant take care of themselves which annoys you to say the least.

• finally after many trial and tribulations you reach the doctor and progressively fight against him finally your able to defeat him and take his arm.

•but when you finally return to safe haven you find the place In shambles, fire everywhere and all the previous toys dead, this leaves you heartbroken to say the least but what scares you even more is doey’s reaction. It’s frightening to say the least he’s very angry but makes no move to attack you instead he holds you close to him and puts a cloth in your mouth which results in you passing out.

• when you wake up it looks like your back into the safe haven but a more destroyed looking version of it with the doors double locked and by the looks of it no way out which scares you to say the least. When you finally spot doey sitting next to you with and obsessive look in his eyes you notice the clothes ypur wearing well a onesie to be exact with your hands chained to the mattress on the floor.

• this scares you to say the least not knowing what to do you start to cry out in fear which results in doey cooing at you as he strokes ypur hair affectionately murmuring sweet nothings into your ear, as you start to get exhausted you hear one last thing

“Good night sweet hear it’s okay you’ll be safe with me”

[svnscape]

20 - hold that thought

tw: mention of excessive drinking habits

a/n : long chapter ahead

“come on we’re gonna be late !” renjun yelled from your living room as both you and lara were still getting ready.

you don’t why you’ve agreed to go knowing how bad the last party went like, but specially that you weren’t someone who enjoyed partying nor enjoyed going to frats.

lara interrupts your thoughts by giving you a back hug while you stood in front of the full length mirror, “you’re gonna be okay tonight ?”

“why wouldn’t i be ?”

“i’m sure jeno and mark will be there, no ?”

you sigh, “i don’t think jeno would and as for mark, i don’t really care, he’s the one who did me wrong why should i be the one avoiding him”

yeah but still

“you’re right baby” she smiles at you, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“you look absolutely stunning by the way” she adds “i’m sure someone tonight will take your mind off of him”

“lara !” you smack her arm with a loud laugh.

she grimaces and continues laughing “you think haechan is an option ? i don’t know how i’ll feel about it but not gonna lie, it’ll be so sexy though, fucking your like, nemesis” she says between air quotes

“never. he’s unfuckable and just because we’re cordial at the moment doesn’t mean that i hate him any less by the way” you say, taking one last look at yourself in the mirror before grabbing your bag to head to the living room.

“he’s kinda cute if he knew how to shut up and be decent” lara sighs

“who’s cute ?” renjun peeks from his phone upon your arrival

“haechan” lara answers him, wiggling her eyebrows

“he is actually, he’s just a bitch and y/n’s sworn competition” he fixes his hair looking at his phone’s camera before standing up “can we fucking go now”

“yeah yeah” you sigh.

the three of you arrive at the familiar frat house that you’ve unfortunately, memorized top to bottom.

unexpectedly, there wasn’t a lot of people and you’re sure you weren’t there early.

as if renjun was able to read your mind, he looks your way and smiles

“this is sexily intimate, exclusive parties are never packed and it makes it so much better for you know, gossip” he smirks.

“of course you’d eat the hell out of gossip” lara nudges him

“look who’s talking !” renjun smacks her back

“does this mean you’re finally gonna shoot your shot at jaemin ?” she asks him as you’ve finally all reached the main gate.

“i’ll try. i always get flustered when i see him, his eyes are so doey and big” he shakes his head shyly.

in front of the gate was a frat guy you didn’t recognize, his light brown hair covered his forehead as he held a typical red plastic cup, an obnoxiously small tablet in his other hand.

“shoo shoo babygirl, get to the front, you’re the one who got us invited” renjun sing songs

“ugh i already hate this” you groan but do as he says, walking in front of them, trying to manifest the very last bit of confidence you’ve had left.

the boy looks up from his over the board bright tablet, eyeing you up and down before he lazily asks you

“got an invite ?”

“uh verbally ? i mean by text” you answer back awkwardly

“who invited you ?”

“haechan”

his eyes light up and he flashes you a big smile

“holdup… you’re y/n? ma-”

“y/n ! you’ve made it” you hear haechan from behind him as he puts an arm around that boy’s shoulders and grips his neck tightly making wince in pain.

“sorry for the up the notch security, we take exclusive parties seriously” he gives you a grin that you reciprocate with a cringe, probably.

“uh no worries. thanks for the invitation”

“of course. hi renjun and lara” he winks at your two friends behind you

they both answer him with a nod as lara grips your arm protectively.

“okay move away yangyang, let the baddies in” he smacks the boy which you’ve learned was called yangyang and gestures with a swift hand move, for you to follow him.

the three of you walk behind him as he waddles overconfidently.

the front yard had a few people sitting down on the grass smoking stuff you probably shouldn’t even question, while soft ambiance music was playing in the background.

haechan doesn’t stop there and takes you three from the side of the house, to lead you to the huge backyard where the pool and jacuzzi were at.

“here we go” he turns around dramatically, giving you a wink.

can he like not ?

“i hope you enjoy the pool, it’s warm as hell”

you look to the side and see a few people that you don’t necessarily know, swimming and chatting around.

you recognize jaemin, confidently sitting by the side of the pool, a glass of wine in his hand and a towel around his shoulders.

“oh my god he’s so hot” renjun whispers to you which makes you roll your eyes

“keep it down horn dog” you hiss

next to jaemin were who you think is chenle, who you’ve recognized from his nctu eagles jersey and another boy who was struggling to keep eye contact with you.

“oh yeah, those are my homies, na jaemin, zhong chenle and park jisung. don’t bother, they’re all losers” haechan claps his hands together, giving them the middle finger which jaemin returned before blowing him a kiss and winking at the rest of you.

“did he just- did he just wink at me?” renjun asks, a shaky hand making its way to his chest

“jaemin would wink at a squirrel, don’t take it personally” haechan deadpans.

renjun rolls his eyes and confidently makes his way towards the side of the pool where jaemin was seated at and removes his shirt before jumping inside.

“someone has a crush ?” haechan laughs

“oh yes” lara says still eyeing renjun’s attempts to swim but ending up looking like a twelve year who had just learned how to swim

“thank god we have jeno on lifeguard duty” haechan chuckles

you almost choked on your spit, coughing uncomfortably upon hearing jeno’s name and as if on cue, you see him coming out from inside the house, shirtless, with a towel spread on one shoulder, eyes looking straight at the pool.

he doesn’t see you as he’s too focused on watching renjun struggle in the pool which irks haechan and makes him say out loud, extending his arm towards him.

“thank you JENO for your service. might wanna save that kid” he smirks, gesturing with his head towards renjun.

jeno looks away from the pool to look at haechan before quickly catching a glance at you, trying his best not to give away anything about how he’s feeling.

“nobody should’ve let renjun inside the pool” he says quietly “RENJUN!” he yells for him

haechan laughs in the background as your eyes followed jeno, who throws himself inside the pool to join renjun.

“he’s so ice cold” haechan shakes his head.

both you and lara don’t respond and shift uncomfortably.

“well lara if you don’t mind, i’m gonna take y/n a few minutes away from you” haechan smiles widely at her, dimple showing.

he has dimples ? since when..

focus y/n

“uh sure” lara nods before letting you go.

at the last minute, she softly grabs your hand and mouths dramatically: text me!

you give her a frantic nod and follow haechan inside the house

“sorry for that” he chuckles “just wanted to have a few moments with you to apologize for how i’ve been acting in lab. you’re right, i’ve always been hangover and not on my best behavior and i realized, it must’ve been giving you a hard time” he says, almost sincerely

“it’s okay. at least you’re apologizing for it now”

“yeah” he smiles “beer ? realized how dumb i looked ordering wine for this birthday party but yeah, i can give you wine if you want”

“i’ll take a beer thanks”

he nods, crouching down to pick up a beer from the cooler, a huge sigmaphi logo plastered on it.

he opens it for you before handing it to you with a dramatic bow

“thanks” you giggle

he gives you a nonchalant nod and continues walking

“not to pry you know, i know we’re not there yet” he takes a sip of his beer “but is something going on with you and jeno ? i know he’s cold by nature but i thought you two were very close”

you sigh, wiping your mouth before speaking

“kinda not on speaking terms right now”

“oh shit sorry. big fight ?” he looks at you curiously

“difference in opinions” you answer back almost immediately

“happened before ?”

damn was he curious

“uh, not for this long” you answer him, looking down at the floor.

“his loss you know, i’m sure he was in the wrong” he sighs dramatically

you laugh, genuinely, which takes you by surprise and you try to hide it with a cough which makes haechan scoff amusedly.

“wanna try the jacuzzi and get your mind off of lee jeno” he takes the beer away from your hand and sets it down on a random counter

“uh sure yeah” you nod, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear

“okay let me get us some more drinks, you can go there first, i’ll be right back”

you nod and watch him take his jacket off, the white and green tank top that he was wearing, with the sigmaphi logo on, was hugging his figure nicely which made you quickly look away, shyly making your way back to the backyard and towards the jacuzzi.

it was placed in a rather secluded area in the backyard, where just a few people were sitting down on the grass, chugging down drinks and smoking all sorts of things.

you see a rather tall man come out of the jacuzzi, his figure catching your attention as he had a stupid birthday hat on his head that spelled “birthday boy”.

so this is jaehyun ?

he catches you looking at him and gives you a quick nod which you answer with a very quiet “happy birthday”

“thank you. enjoy the party” he says causally, as he walks past you.

you smile to yourself and continue walking towards your destination.

another shirtless man, there was so many, you thought, was standing in front of the jacuzzi, his back to you, as he was shuffling with some stuff

you were barely able to see anything as the light from inside the, way too fancy for a frat party, jacuzzi were blinding you, making you put a forearm above your eyes and on your forehead.

you quietly clear your throat and try to speak up as the sound of the water running was muffling everything

“uh are you gonna use it?”

the man standing jumps up but quickly recovers, shuffling again with his stuff frantically.

he doesn’t answer you though which you thought was valid considering how loud this thing was.

“hello, sorry i was ask-” you tap his shoulder

but he cuts you off by turning around.

you barely recognized him.

his hair has grown so much and was dyed to a very light brown color that unfortunately, matched his dark eyebrows and features perfectly, making you almost wince in nostalgia.

his body looked the same to you, his body lines that you’ve spent nights memorizing were looking right back at you, almost in a mocking manner, as you tried so hard to look away but ultimately failing miserably.

his familiar guitar abused fingers were awkwardly wrapped around his wrist, a habit you knew he always did when he was nervous.

it felt like you were in his arms just yesterday and that whatever happened was just a horrible nightmare that you’ve just awoken from

“sorry i’m late, these dogs drank all of the beers”

you were barely able to hear haechan’s voice between the loud sound of the water running and the ringing of your ears.

“oh i’m seeing you’ve just met mark. mark this is y/n, a new friend of mine and my lab partner” he stands next to you, shoulder brushing against yours.

mark gulps, eyebrows furrowed, but he quickly recovers and flashes that smile that you’ve once adored, and maybe still do

“hi y/n”

“hi”

“damn this is awkward” haechan snorts “be more friendly mark! sorry y/n he just came back to uni, i think the lack of socializing for a year has taken a toll on him” haechan nudges you before setting the beers on the sides of the jacuzzi

mark didn’t say anything and was barely looking at you, his eyes darting away in every possible direction but you.

“wanna join us mark ? i think it’s time we catch up and speak” haechan yells from the jacuzzi, arms spread out confidently.

“no it’s alright. i’ll leave you both to it” mark scratches the back of his neck, bending down to pick up the shirt he had just dropped

“goodnight y/n” he whispers

“good-”

“come in y/n” haechan yells again, a beer already in his hand, head thrown back.

you don’t spare mark another look for you own good and mental stability and quickly remove the long shirt you’ve been wearing to cover your bright red swimsuit, making your way inside, sitting down next to haechan.

you could feel his eyes practically devouring you but ignore it as you snatch the beer from his hand and chug it down

“woah, you good?” he reacts, eyes wide in surprise

you groan as the bitter taste overwhelms your mouth, throwing away the empty can.

“that was my ex” you say, barely above a whisper

“what ? this shit’s loud as f-” he points next to him at the water running, his index finger moving dramatically

“mark is my ex!” you yell

haechan looks at you in silence.

you couldn’t decipher his facial expression but his eyes were intensely fixed on you

“sorry. that’s must’ve been shitty for you… or him! if you broke up with hi-“

“he broke up with me”

haechan nods. opens another beer and silently hands it to you.

“wanna talk about it ? i’m a very good listener by the way” he tries to joke around

you smile, cheeks feeling hot from the heat of the jacuzzi and the alcohol slowing getting to you.

“dated him end of freshman year of college. i was so in love with him and i thought he was too. felt like i was so understood by him and we shared the same humor and interests. i had wanted to major in music and he was a music major, so we bonded over that. spent countless of nights writing songs together and singing them after we fought over what kind of melody we should compose” you take a break to smile as the memories come back flooding.

“i was so happy but then he slowly started to change. he would leave me on read when i messaged him or not show up to a date. and when he did show up he was so distant and seemed like his mind was on something else. then i felt like he started to drink more and wasn’t able to write a single lyric without having a drink first, but i never took it seriously cause it didn’t seem like a problem af the time, and maybe it never was, i don’t know. and then one day, he just sends me a text saying that he’s gonna be leaving uni and that whatever we had was distracting him from pursuing his music career”

you take a breath before continuing, “turns out i was just a distraction” you chuckle bitterly

haechan looks at you, an almost apologetic expression on his face that quickly fades away when you look back at him.

“he’s a piece of shit”

“yeah” you laugh “a big one”

“nasty one too” he laughs, pearly white teeth showing

you don’t know if it’s the alcohol creeping up on you or this whole situation clouding your judgment and taking away some of your functioning brain cells, but you thought haechan looked so beautiful at that moment.

head thrown back in relaxation, cheeks rosy from the heat of the water, hair wet and slicked back and a huge smile on his face.

focus y/n, that’s literally fucking lee haechan

“you still love him ?” he brings you back from your intoxicated thoughts

“i don’t think so”

“good” he smiles

“good ?”

“he doesn’t deserve you” he shrugs

you giggle at that, a bit too loud.

yeah i should probably put that beer down this is embarrassing, you thought

“i like it when you laugh” haechan says, a serious look on his face

you don’t answer but smile at him, putting down the half empty beer on the side of the jacuzzi

“and you have a pretty smile” you say back at him, not daring to look at him.

“should we do something about it”

“i’m drunk”

haechan nods understandably.

“another day?”

“yeah hold that thought maybe”

“i definitely will” he smirks.

what the fuck ?

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a/n 2: sorry this was long af…

i don’t think i’m the best at writing so i’m sorry if this was boring 😭 but i was genuinely inspired which explains the length of this chapter

i hope you enjoyed it as much as i did writing it and i would love to hear what you think of this whole mark x y/n situation and also haechan’s behavior..

i personally kinda feel bad for y/n… but that’s just me 🧐

[bumblehoneybee]

Soooo may I request something?

After Angel fixes the generator, they immediately go plant the explosives in the foundation.

What if Dogday, Catnap and Cherub stayed back in safe haven to try and protect the toys and blew up as well? :D

Tonight, Let's Go Out With A Bang

TW: death, descriptions of death, death of a child

It was Cherub who put thoughts into words, whispered in your ear as you stopped to survey your surroundings, find a way past all the debris.

"I don't think Doey trusts us." They said, hushed and uncertain. "Any of us."

You knew he didn't trust you, not fully. How could he? You were part of the system that made him this. You killed countless of the little critters now scurrying out of your way, fearful of the commander of the beasts that roamed what was once their home.

Worst of all, you brought such a beast into the walls of his Safe Haven. A place meant to be free of monsters, but you knew, knew behind the lopsided smile and dreamy little voice, Doey was realizing he let in a pack of wolves to guard his frightened flock.

It was hard to circumvent the damage done by those before, to tread lightly passed landmines buried long before your arrival. You tried your best, offering to go alone into the world, to take on the Doctor and to plant the charges where Poppy indicated.

Oh, your friends protested, Dogday especially.

"I won't let you go off to die." He growled, tucked away with you in a small tent.

"Cherub needs you more than I do right now." You argued back, sending sharp glances to the little eyes peeking through the flaps of your flimsy shelter. They scatter, their hushed voices making guilt sear through your insides at the thoughts of the others, all lying burnt above. "Catnap can't be left alone either, and you know it. Out of all of us, Doey and the critters trust you the most. You here to supervise is what we need while I take care of the rest."

Dogday began to shift his weight around, how he usually did when you left to where he couldn't follow. "Can't Catnap go with you then?"

"Doey would probably feel better if Catnap were here, able to be watched over." You replied easily. "We know he won't attack, but Doey doesn't. He'll be more assured with Catnap in his line of sight, or at least in the line of sight of the others."

Dogday huffed, then a low, mourning whine rose up from the depths of his throat. "Angel. . ."

"I'll be quick." You promised him, stroking your hand down the side of his face. He leaned into the touch. "And I'll come back. I always do."

"You always do." He sighed. "Just. . . be careful."

"I always am." You said with a wink. Dogday rolled his eyes, but went back into the Safe Haven. Critters scurried after him, all smiles and relieved voices, making you swallow hard. You waited a moment, gathering yourself, then went out of your tent towards your first assignment.

The pieces fell into place as they always did. Before you realized, the charges were set in the foundation, laid down by your hands, covered in the blood of the Doctor, of the other poor souls lost to the insanity of isolation, starvation, and hell.

You tried to tell yourself it was for the best. This was the plan Poppy had come up with, and you trusted Poppy. Sure, Doey's doubt made you wonder if there wasn't another way, but Poppy. . . Poppy had spent far longer than you considering all of these things.

After a harrowing escape from the foundation and it's deadly gas, you find yourself caught in the cold grip of clay.

"Doey-!?" You rasped, breathless and frightened of what was to come.

"The Prototype," Doey replied, scanning the area around you, like he was hiding in the stalagmites, "I lost track of him in the tunnels. Have you seen him? Was he at the Foundation? Or was he. . ."

Doey trailed off, staring up at the darkness that hung over your heads. You tried to follow his gaze, but there was nothing around. Everything was still. . . too still.

"What's going on?" Doey asked, a hand to his cheek. He looked to you, but you were as helpless as he was. "I led him away, didn't I? The generator's fine, it's-"

The explosion barely rocked Doey, but it sent you down to your knees. Pain ripped through you, though it was easily ignored as you watched rocks and ash rain down.

That wasn't. . . No, that wasn't right. . .

Doey left you there, struggling to get your feet beneath you. They didn't want to cooperate, shaky and leaden, refusing to move. But you made them, one foot in front of the other. It was slow, it was painful, but you made your way over the tracks, over the vats, down the elevator, back towards Safe Haven.

The sewers were too quiet.

Until they weren't.

Doey's raw scream had your legs working again. You threw off the GrabPack, sprinting down the tunnels towards Safe Haven. Ash choked the air, burned your lungs and eyes, but you pushed through it.

There was. . . fluff on the floor.

You stalled at the atrium.

Everything was on fire. Destroyed.

Your eyes flickered towards center stalls.

There was purple fur spread about in patches, burning steadily.

You turned towards a familiar tent, now crushed.

A pair of legs laid beneath collapsed concrete, clutched by an orange arm.

You took a step backwards. Then another. Then another.

Static ran through your mind, thoughts unable to form as you tried to focus on something, anything. Everywhere you looked merely made the static grow stronger.

Doey was saying something. He was getting bigger, louder, towering over you and howling something to the stars so far above, so far away. But you were both underground, too far away. There were no stars down here, only supernovas and their aftermaths.

You gaze up into sharp, red teeth, shoulders slumping, and you put your head into the lion's maw for him to bite down.

Anything to stop what would no doubt come and drown you.

[backtothedrawingboard]

Take A Break part 2 but it turns into a tickle fight

Take a Break Part 2

Switch!Doey + Switch!Reader

Summary: You plan on doing one of Poppy's tasks again, even after agreeing with Doey to take it easy for a while. While the two of you relax, chaos ensues.

CW: Tickle fic, cussing, mentions of starvation

TW: None

AN: Part 2 of this fic!

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The wiring was annoying as hell. You growled and tore out the useless stuff. Poppy's instructions to fix the lighting pissed you off. You weren't even an engineer. Why did she always give you the mechanical stuff?? You held the flashlight in your mouth so both hands were free as you fiddled with the lighting.

It had been a couple days since Doey forced you to relax. You appreciated his care for you...but it just led to a more difficult job of fixing the damn lights. Just those two days caused the system to break down more and melted the wiring together. You took the parts retrieved from a scavenge and replaced the old broken down pieces. You flinched when bright lights filled the lobby. Finally.

You stood up and rubbed the back of your head wearily. Now to find food. You headed towards the infirmary to exit through the sewer system. As you walked, a large hand grabbed your shoulder.

"Hey, wait," the deep, comforting voice said. You turned and looked up.

"Oh. Hey, Doey. What's up?" you asked.

"Are you doing more scavenging?"

"Yeah. Gotta find some food. Why?"

Doey's expression turned serious. "I'm coming with you," he growled. "I don't like you being out there by yourself. And besides, I can carry more than you."

You smiled. Ordinarily, you would decline the offer. But the company sounded nice. "Alright. I was thinking we could look by the offices. There could be some snacks we missed last time."

You led the way out of the Safe Haven and started the trek to the office wing. It was risky with the Prototype out there, but there was a good chance of finding something there.

The scavenge proved more than successful. Doey had accidentally bumped into a large chunk of debris and revealed a door neither of you were aware of. Inside, there was a decent store of canned goods and snacks. The two of you collected absolutely everything. It was enough for everyone in the Haven to have a small portion and put the rest in the pantry to ration.

The success put both you and Doey in a good mood. You arrived back at the Haven and dumped the goodies on the ground. The kids all excitedly swarmed. No surprises there. You, Doey, and Kissy helped separate portions for everyone. The sickest and those that were starving got more than the rest. Their survival depended on it.

You put the remaining rations in the pantry. Before leaving, you snatched yourself your share: a couple pieces of canned mango. You headed back to the lobby and settled on your sleeping bag. Doey was next to you on his pillow pile, nibbling at a piece of peach and some chocolate. You grinned at him.

"Trying to savor it?" you teased.

Your friend smiled sheepishly and nodded. "Ehe. Yeah. I haven't had anything sweet in a long time."

"Yeah. Me neither." You sucked down your mango pieces ravenously. Doey laughed.

"Jeez! How did you not choke?" he giggled.

"I dunno!" you giggled with him.

The doughman finished off his rations and sat back with a sigh. "Thank goodness we found food when we did...I don't know how long most of them would've lasted," he muttered.

You sighed and nodded. "Yeah. Hopefully Izzy will be alright now..."

"I'm sure she will be. She's always been a fighter"

A comfortable silence fell between the two of you as you looked out at the rest of the lobby. With a little food in their bellies, some of the toys played a game of soccer with their newfound energy. You sighed and stood. Doey looked up at you in confusion.

"What're you doing?" he asked.

"Ugh. Poppy told me to-"

"Poppy told you to do something? Seriously?"

You looked down. "Uh. Yeah," you murmured.

The doughman shook his head in exasperation. "Y/N. We talked about this. We both need to relax for a while. The lighting had to be fixed, but I know for a fact nothing else is required now. A couple days isn't enough to recover from a mental breakdown." He set a hand on your back. You nodded a little and leaned against him, settling your head against his chest.

He sighed and played with your hair gently. "Does this mean you'll relax a little?"

"Y-yeah..." you mutter. "I guess I could still use a break..."

"Good. Cause I always know a method that'll work for you." You could hear that silly tone in his voice. It always meant he was up to something. You looked up just in time for his fingers to dig under your arms.

"Eee! Wait! Doeheheheheeey!" you giggled.

"Hehe! Yeeees?" He wiggled his pointer fingers, causing you to squeak and kick a little.

"Heheheeey! Whyyyyy?"

"Why? Cause you need a laugh!" Two more hands sprouted from his torso and grabbed your waist. You squealed and jumped as the fingers squeezed your ribs and hips.

"Doeyyyahahaha!" you cried. You bucked and squirms from the left and right and gripped the hands on your hips frantically.

"Hehehe! No escape! Unless you tell me to stop!" He grinned down at you and narrowed his eyes. Your face went red. You didn't protest, just laughed and squirmed.

Doey giggled and tweaked your ribs. You squeaked and jolted at each pinch.

"Awww! Is that a bad spot?" he teased. You giggled and nodded, hiding your face in your hands.

"Heyyy! Dont hide your face!" He halfheartedly pulled at your hands but didn't force them away. You squealed and kicked.

"No no! Not there! Kkkehehehehe!" You squirmed. His fingers were pinching in between your ribs and sending jolts of tingles through your body.

"Oh? Not here? How about here? Or here? Or here?" He pinched different ribs, causing you to lean against him further and giggle madly.

"Eheheee! Doeheheheeey!" You kicked yourself somewhat free and managed to turn and face him.

"Whaaat?" he teased. "I'm just cheering you up!"

"Yeah? Wehell take THIHIHIS!" You squished his belly in your hands. You didn't know if it would work or not but-

"Heheheey! D-don't do that, pal!" Score.

You grinned and kept squishing. "Oh? Why's that? A little ticklish?"

"Yes!" Doey giggled. "Very! Hehehehe!" He squirmed against you. His hands clutched the sides of his head rather than pushing at yours.

"Awww! What're you doin' bud?" you snickered.

"I don't- hehehe!- I don't wanna hurt you!" he cried.

"Awwww. I appreciate the concern. But now that just means I can do this!" You skittered your fingers up under his arms. A wheeze escaped him and his hands slammed down to his sides.

"Oops! Guess I'm stuck here now!" you teased. You wiggled your fingers vigorously. He wheezed again and kicked his stubby legs a bit.

"Oh my gohohoHOHOOOSHHH!" He squealed and twisted around. His laugh went up and down in pitch.

"D'awwwww! You have a cute laugh bud!" you giggled.

"Shush! I do nohot!" He covered his eyes with his hands.

"Yes you doooo! Just the cutest laugh!" You pulled your hands free and skittered your fingers all over his torso.

Doey squealed with laughter. His little legs kicked every which way and he rolled from side to side. "You little-!"

"What? Bitch? Is that what you were gonna call me?"

"Hey!" Your friend tried to sound serious, but it was hard to through his giggles. "Don't cuss!"

"Yeah, yeaEEE!" He grabbed your sides and poked them repeatedly. You toppled against him and giggled against his chest.

"That's what you get for cussing!" He squealed when you kneaded his sides.

"And that's what you get-" You were cut off by your own snort. "-for fighting back!"

Doey laughed, both at you and because of the tickles.

You felt four hands poking and skittering all over your sides and belly, occasionally wandering to squeeze your knees and lower thighs. You couldn't help but flail against him and laugh, but you held strong and squeezed his belly and sides.

"Doey! Nohohot theheERE!" You couldn't stand the hip and rib squeezes.

"Then gihive up!" Doey teased. You stopped tickling him and squirmed madly, trying your hardest to wiggle away.

"OK! Ok! You wihin! Stahahahahaaaap!" you cried.

The doughman let go of your ribs and hips, retracting his extra set of hands back into himself. You pulled you close and rubbed your back gently. "Hehe. There we go. Glad you took that break?" he murmured.

You nodded and yawned. "Yeah. Thanks." You leaned against him and settled with your head on his lap. He smiled down at you and rubbed your arm.

"Remember, pal. It's alright to take it easy every now and then. Your health matters just as much as any of ours," he said softly.

"Yeah. I know...Thank you..."

[bookwormsid1015]

I like to imagine Dogday was co-leader alongside Doey after Poppy went missing, and Dogday was his first true friend and confidant aside from Poppy.

For Dogday to survive being bisected must mean that he was captured at most a month before the Player arrived in the factory. Maybe that’s why Doey looked so out of sorts when we found him; he went from having someone else to rely on for leadership to having to be the leader himself.

[frostfloweragainlol-alias-juno]

Some more Rory doodles!

(Tw in one below where there is blood/injury. Possibly very slight gore)

And some lil heacanons

• Since there are cameras in some places ( i assume the doctor watches everything through them) Rory took the habit of smashing them with a broken pipe they found. And they always say some type of joke while they do it

It pisses off Sawyer and he cant see through that camera anymore

For Rory its a double win

• Rory remembers a bit more bits and pieces of the orphanage than they do of their life before their family died (their parents were theater performers and involved them and their sister into it. They all 3 died when their house burned down and Rory was the only survivor)

They took a lot remembering their birth name too (Wren) , thats why initially they went with their experiment number instead of their name

They didn’t use the toy’s name because the toy they were made into was supposed to be a still unreleased one and didn’t yet have a name

The name ‘Rory’ was given to them at the safe heaven

• Rory has a scent like all the smiling critters, and their scent is chocolate and strawberry

• They say how things are, full stop. They’re not rude about it but unless there is really the need to (for example with the younger toys or in situations where a bit of tact is needed) they do not sugarcoat it and they’re very blunt

• They prefer not getting outworldly mad, expecially when the younger toys are around, so instead they substitute it with a few sarcastic jokes and being petty in general

But outside of these situations, in general they can be really sweet, expecially to who they care about, and they are very friendly

• Rory reeeally doesn’t like nor trust Poppy. They arrived at the safe heaven when Doey was already running it and, after they recognized each other and Doey caught them up on everything that happened, they were appalled. From how they saw it, Poppy just left without even a single word or not as much as a heads up and had put Doey in position in which he had to take charge (and heck taking care of everybody and everything) not to mention probably setting panic among the others in safe heaven that had now have no idea why the one who had led them and they trusted for so long just disappeared.

They were aware they might not know the entire story but they couldn’t help but be furious

And the moment she came back, after years of them and Doey doing all by themselves, not only the prototype is now dangerously close to the safe heaven but she also starts explain how blow everything up is the only way? Which could possibly harm the others at the safe heaven whom they consider family as much as they consider Doey a brother?

Well that just made them even angrier

• Sometimes they wish they could do more when it comes to help at the safe heaven and Doey

They feel even worse that they aren’t as strong physically, they can’t really protect in that way as well as they would like

They are vey agile however

• They lost their eye when they got attacked while scavenging for supplies

Needless to say, they scared the crap out of Doey when they came back from scavenging missing an eye, completely soaked in blood, with a broken pipe they used as a weapon and a box supplies they managed to find

Doesnt help they have a habit of downplaying stuff and joke about it in the worst way possible

(This one is a lil reference of Wren before the experiments and how i think Mattew, Jack and Kevin looked as well)

[was-that-a-pun]

Fleshin out more background characters in my AU fic for later chapters like I have with Medic and Thomas and a recent cut content video gave me ideas for Scout the boogie bot and Izzy the bobby bearhug

Scout I've decided was an older kid in Playcare and was a close friend with Matthew before he was 'chosen'. They were similar ages, though Scout had been there longer and had lost her parents in a car accident she wasn't part of. It gave her a slightly better idea of what he was going through than most other kids did and tended to play backup to his leader role.

Neither ran into Kevin much just by chance, the little they did see of him he seemed fine to them although Matthew caught some other kids setting him up to get in trouble once and put a stop to it.

After Matthew was taken Izzy arrived, probably younger than Jack when she got there, and instantly clung to Scout as big sister. Scout returned in kind and goes out of her way to care for and dote on her.

Scout though was also 'chosen' a little more than a year after Matthew and Kevin were, Izzy had a hard time in Playcare for the few months before she was as 'chosen' as well because she couldn't connect with anyone else the same way.

Scout and Izzy are dumped into the workyard/general population at the same time and Izzy does not handle things well. Scout would know that sobbing anywhere and scrambles to comfort her and convince her of who she is and that Izzy isn't alone. Doey overhears and oh shit this is one of my friends.

They all end up in trouble/punished because Izzy can't calm down enough to work, Scout wont leave her side, and Doey wont let the guards touch either one of them. But afterwards it makes things a little easier because Matthew knows he can trust scout, which means Jack and Kevin learn to trust her and she becomes one of the main people he talk to about the whole confusing experience of being three kids turned into one.

Cut content lines under the readmore that inspired me

Scout: Izzy, have you done what I asked you to? Gathered all your things?

Izzy: Oh, yeah! I’ve got my journal and my crayons and my dollys and my-

Scout: Good. Good I just wanted to make sure

Izzy: You. Y-you sound sad -

Scout: No! No. Just thinking…

Izzy: Thinking about what?

Scout: About everything to come, about our part in it.

Izzy: Oh...okay. Are we still gonna play our game later? Y-you promised we would-

Scout: *chuckles* I remember kiddo, and a good scout knows to keep her promises.

Izzy: Yes!

Scout: But finish up your tasks first please! Then my time is all yours.

Izzy: Okay! I’ll get them done quick! Super quick! You wont even see me doing them!

Scout: That better mean they’re actually getting done though *sigh*

[aspivampi]

Gentle Kisses

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It had been a couple of months since the events we all know took place. Angel's house had never been the same but not in such a bad way. They were happy to be waking up with Smiling Critters surrounding them and snoring sweetly. The warmth of so many furry toys made them reconsider going back to sleep. They had to get up , however. The chores won't do themselves. As their mind was processing all the things they needed to do that morning , they heard a quiet CREAK from the room next to theirs.

-Good to see I'm not the only one up. - Angel yawned and chuckled after.

But maybe let's focus on the one that short story is actually about.

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Kissy Missy stayed right where she was , not bothering to check , what the noises downstairs were all about. It wasn't until Angel came up to her room , that she took her gaze off the window she was looking through.

-So it's you I heard frivoling about earlier. - the yellow skinned person gave Kissy a soft smile.

Angel approached casually and sat beside Kissy. The floorboards creaked quietly as they parked their rear on the floor.

-Aren't you coming downstairs ? Breakfast is ready. - Angel asked as they were tying their unruly , spiky hair into a ponytail.

Kissy's eyes glistened at the thought of a warm meal.

-I made pancakes. - Angel added subtly and that was enough to get Kissy to come downstairs.

Kissy's monkey-like feet stomped down the stairs only to arrive in the kitchen and see a saddening sight. The kitchen table had been picked clean from any remains of breakfast. Angel's arms drooped.

-Oh gosh darnit. - they groaned. - Picky ! Did you eat all of the pancakes ?!

-... No ? - a high-pitched voice echoed from the garden outside.

-Come here ! - Angle growled blithely and took off running.

The laughter of Picky Piggy and a few of her comrades rang from outside. It was nice , really. Kissy grabbed the sweater. Angel gave her some hand-me-downs when they arrived at their house. All of the toys got clothes to wear , it reminded them of the simpler , nicer times. Kissy made her way outside just in time to see Angel capture Picky. Snip-its of their conversation could be heard from a distance.

-You little imp ! What happened to the pancakes ?

-I don't know.

-Oh , I think you do know. - Angel smirked mischeviously. - Spit it out !

Picky's giggles mixed with snorts resonated all around as she received her punishment from her caretaker. Those tickly fingers of theirs could be a menace to all toys.

Kissy Missy ignored the rumble in her stomach , got up from the stool she was sitting on and joined her friends outside.

One , certain someone was missing from the group. It made Kissy wonder. She approached Angel and put her hand on their shoulder.

-What is it , sweetie ? - Angel took a break from playing with Picky Piggy to address their tall friend.

Kissy made a peculiar shape with her hands above her head. It took Angel a second to understand , what Kissy meant.

-Where is Doey ? He went for a short walk. He should be nearby. - they answered simply.

Kissy nodded her head , true to her name , gave Angel a kiss as an expression of gratitude and went out to search for her best pal. The woods grew close to their house and it was a perfect place for Doey to go to. He mentioned many times , how calming and relaxing it was to be out there. The woods weren't all that big , you could clear them entirely in a matter of around ten minutes. Kissy didn't have to coddiwomple for long in order to find , who she was looking for.

On a long , thick log sat a figure very familiar for Kissy Missy. Even with all the changes to his physical appearance , he was still the same , good ol' Doey. The pot-bellied doll turned their head just in time to see Kissy approach him.

-Hiya , Kissy ! - he smiled.

His smiley had some laziness or maybe tranquility to it. You could just tell it was the expression of somebody who knew , thet were finally safe and sound.

Kissy Missy sat down beside her best friend. The log was a little uncomfortable to sit on , so they settled on sitting on grass. The summer breeze blew gently and carried the sweet smell of bourtree with it.

Doey chuckled softly.

-Can you believe it ? We are finally out. - he uttered under his breath.

Kissy turned her head to face him. If she could speak she would propably say : " it's hard to believe but yes " but because she couldn't , she resorted to squeezing Doey's hand. He got the message and that's what mattered.

They spent the next couple of minutes just taking in the view of nature, It was quiet but in a pleasant way.

Doey adjusted the daisy , stuck in the band of his top hat.

-Why did you come looking for me ? - he asked Kissy. - It's not that I mind , you know.

Kissy Missy just shrugged.

-Don't know ? Heh , alright. - Doey chuckled , closing his eyes.

A couple of leaves got blown down from nearby trees. They landed around Doey and Kissy , a couple ended up on Doey's head. He shook his noggin around to get them off. Kissy placed her fuzzy head in the crook of Doey's bendy neck. The moment of closeness between the two friends got interrupted by a quizzical noise. It came along with some squirming and quaking.

Kissy removed her think-box from it's perch , which was Doey's shoulder. She looked at him with interest.

-Apologies , Kissy. Your fur just tickled me , that's all. - he snickered while rubbing the tingles away with his hand.

Kissy Missy responded to that with a coy smile. An idea popped into her fuzzy head. It was a nice day already and a laugh or two would make it even better.

She wrapped her noodle arms around Doey's trunk , letting her plush hands rest on his round paunch. It could just be a simple , sweet hug or a tickle trap. In that case it was both. The pink , plush doll innocently wriggled her monkey-like paws , her fluffy fur rubbed against Doey's belly.

Kissy might be playing it off as her just trying to get a better grip on Doey but is she really doing that ?

Doey's voice quickly started cracking.

-Mwehehehehe ! Ahahaha Kihihihisyhyhyhy !

Kissy pretended not to be hearing her friends'es protests but were they protests really ?

He didn't say "stop".

She did what her name alluded to and peppered plenty of tickly kisses all over Doey's tummy.

-Bahahaha ! Nohoho ! Nahaha *SNORT* hat theheHEHEHEHE kihihihissehehes !

Oh yes. Yes , the kisses.

Kissy then proceeded to start kneading on Doey's sides and hips. The dough squished underneath her fingers , she almost fell like a baker.

-AhahaHAHAHA ! KiHIHIHIHIISSYHY ! *SQUEAK* HEHEHEHE ! *SNORT*

Kissy Missy was so focused on doing her part in that tickle fight , that she forgot abouth the fact , that Doey could be a menace as well. She felt a tap on the shoulder out of nowhere.

-Heheh , watch your back , my dear. - Doey wheezed , remnants of laughter still caught up in his throat.

The pink , fluffy sweetheart suddenly got grabbed by the shoulders. The surprise on her face quickly changed into a wobbly smile. Doey trapped Kissy in a friendly bear-hug.

-You must have forgotten that I am the tickle monster around these parts ! - he grinned , showing off his sharp , red teeth.

The tickle monster in question took the opportunity to strike. Doey dug his stubby fingers into Kissy's sides and that prompted the following answer :

-*SQUEAK* *SQUEAK* *PEEP* *CHIRP*

-Aww ! You are like a little squeaky toy. - her best buddy complimented on her reaction. - How adorable ! How about here ?

Doey nuzzled his face into Kissy's neck. She immediately scrunched said neck to protect herself from the tickles but it was no use.

More absolutely adorable noises came from the taller toy.

-*EEP* *SQUEAK* *PEEP* *MEEP*

-Doey ! Kissy ! Where are you guys ?! - a voice rang through the air.

Hearing that , Doey halted his little revenge. Angel stumbled out of the bushes with little DogDay perched on their shoulder. Their face lit up as soon as the saw Doey and Kissy.

-Oh ! Am I interrupting something ? - they wondered , staring at the two's amusing , and a little flustered , expressions.

Kissy shook her head , barely containing more squeaks.

-No. It's nothing important. - Doey chuckled gleefully.

-Well , that's great. I just wanted to say , that the other toys and me are going out for ice cream. Are you coming with us ? - Angel gestured towards the dirtroad behind them with their head.

-Of course , we are ! - Doey answered.

He got up and helped Kissy stand up. Soon they both headed to the ice cream parlour with Angel and the Critters,

Doey and Kissy playfully bumped into eachother as they walked and exchanged laughs as the sun set on the horizon.

*THE END*

[pancake404]

Have you tried talking with anyone that may at least not mind you being around, Dogday? You did mention Hoppy when you first arrived. We also mentioned Bubba and Kickin to Catnap, but.. he said he could care less. What about you though?

“The Safe Haven isn’t as collected and united as you may think. There is ‘Poppy’s side’ but there can be branches of it. There is Project Doey and those who choose to stay at the Safe Haven under the authority and protection of him, Poppy, 1185, and 1175. There is also the small groups of toys that aren’t at the side of the 1006 but wasn’t sticking and setting base like dear Poppy. Instead, they focused on trying to leave the facility in anyway they can such as 1196, Bigger Body Kickin Chicken, and 1202, Bigger Body Bubba Bubbaphant. This group didn’t last far as they either merged back with Project Doey and dear Poppy or gave in and joined 1006. Of course death is a third option. The rest of the other experiments branched with Poppy’s side are more or less stragglers who stayed neutral to everything and wanted to survive. Some even leaned a little more on 1006’s side without officially being part of it. A group our dear Hoppy claimed to be when 1188 found her.”

Access_ToyVsToyAtTheEndOfTheDay

“A Universal Truth.”

[slytherinshua]

⭑.ᐟ　SPOON-FED　( 이경민 )

genre sickfic , kyungmin x fem!reader   cw fever symptoms described , food mention , not proofread   wc 644   request yes   note can't believe it's taken me this long to write for my bias (besides the ot6 hcs) but i am so happy he finally has a fic of his own!!   net @kstrucknet

Your head was pounding and it felt like every muscle in your body was aching at once. You could barely gather the strength to open your eyes, but the calling voice of your boyfriend was urging you to. 

“I brought soup. Come on, Y/n. You should eat something,” he mumbled, tapping on your shoulder gently. You groaned, squinting to adjust to the sight of your room again. Kyungmin hovered over you, doey wonder-filled eyes peering at your exhausted figure with concern and love. You could smell the aroma of garlic from a bowl of warm soup he had set on your bedside table, although it was anything but appetizing to your overwhelmed senses. 

“My mom made it when she heard you had a fever. Just a few bites, okay?” Kyungmin offered, the corner of his lips pushing into a smile when you made a move to sit up. You clutched your head, willing the pounding to go away, although it was of little use. 

“Don’t wanna eat— feel nauseous,” you murmured, fully blinking your eyes open. Kyungmin frowned.

“Just one bite,” he insisted, singing out the words in an attempt to make you smile. “Just one?”

You grumbled, opening your mouth slightly. Kyungmin took the hint immediately with a grin and grabbed the spoon. He was careful when feeding you, blowing on the soup first and holding his other hand under the spoon in case anything dripped. He watched you swallow, waiting carefully for your reaction. You let out a heavy breath, but after a few seconds, opened your mouth again.

“More?” 

A curt nod from you gave you another spoonful, carefully cooled down by your boyfriend once again. 

“Hyungs said they hope you get better soon. Hanjin was really worried,” Kyungmin smiled. All of the members were fond of you. They could see how well you treated Kyungmin, and how in love he was with you. There were never any problems to speak of, none that the older members were concerned about. 

Your relationship was built on the curious and inexperienced feelings of a first love. You both were figuring things out with no prior experience, so you knew how important it was to prioritize communication and caution. Even if you sometimes forgot. Even when messy feelings came out after stupid arguments or hours spent not talking. What was most important was, you always came back to each other. And you never doubted whether Kyungmin cared about you. 

You could feel it in the small actions, the gentle glances, and the excited texts. It was practically overwhelming you right now, with the way he was so adorably making sure that you ate all the soup in the bowl. Sometimes, words weren’t needed between you too. You let the silence fill the room, focusing all your energy on the many ways your senses were being filled. Sensations that you normally wouldn’t give a second thought to.

The texture of Kyungmin’s skin and his slightly parted pink lips. Drawing your eyes a little higher you caught his dark brown eyes still swimming with affection. The steam coming off the soup bowl in his hand had mostly cooled down, but there were still small mists coming off of it. The metal spoon he held in his hand felt warm when it reached your tongue, and the soup bursted with comforting flavours with each bite you took.

With each spoonful of soup and each throwaway comment from Kyungmin, each glance that lasted a bit longer than normal and each frown that your boyfriend was so quick to make disappear, you slowly started to feel a bit better. Your body still ached and waves of nausea still hit you every few minutes, but your heart had felt warmer ever since Kyungmin arrived, and he was quickly making everything infinitely more bearable, even if he didn’t know it.

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[harveywritings92]

{Jessica confronts the "Ollie" situation after waking up from her confrontation with doctor Sawyer.]

Doey, concerned seeing his sister walking around: What are you doing, Jess? you shouldn't be up right now.

Jessica: Don't worry about me, you all need worry about now...See something has be bothering me since Playcare...

Poppy: What do you mean?

Jessica: How old is Ollie?

Poppy: What does that have to...?

Jessica: It's a simple question; How .Old. Is. Ollie?

Doey: 8...I think.

Jessica, nods: 8 years old...And when was he turned into a toy?

Poppy: He's not.

Jessica: Not a toy? And how do you know that? have you actually met him in person?

Poppy: Well, n-no. But he;

Jessica: That doesn't make any sense, you said he helped you in the past- back in 1995, right? That would mean Ollie hasn't aged in the last ten years. Which is impossible for a human! Even if by some grace of sheer dumb luck he manage to survive this long, he should be my age now. So either he was turned into a toy or;

Poppy, cutting her off: You're crazy! Doey tell your sister she's being crazy!

{Doey starts to catch on to what his sister was implying, he was about tell her she was being ridiculous! But the more he thought about it, the more sense it made...}

Ollie, checking in: Guys? What's going on?

Poppy: Nothing! Jessica just is acting-

Doey: You're not Ollie are you?

Ollie:

Jessica: Hey now, don't leave my brother hanging... 1006.

[Poppy was going to tell them that they were mistaken but then "Ollie" started to laugh, and not in a childish manner this was ominous as the voice changed.]

Prototype, cycling between Sawyer, Mommy and Catnap's voices: So you figured it out did you? About time, I was wondering how long I had to keep that stupid charade up. *chuckles* Too bad, it was starting to get fun.~

Poppy, drops the phone: What?

Prototype: Shame it has to end like this, I was expect a bigger bang.

{Doey is confused until he hears a beeping noise coming from under ground and realized what the prototype meant.]

Doey: Jessica! Get-

{There was boom and floor suddenly caved in taking Jessica down into the depths, Doey stared stared in horror at the hole where his little sister once stood; he was so overwhelmed he didn't notice that Jack has separated from him and followed Jessica down the hole in mere seconds before the dust cleared, then he saw Poppy coming out from hiding and the shock he felt was soon replaced with unbridled rage! in an instant Kevin had separated from Matt in a monstrous form}

Kevin: POPPY!! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I'LL KILL YOU!!

{Poppy gasps and flees in terror as Kevin chases her down, Matt meanwhile looked between the hole and direction Kevin ran off in conflicted on who to go after first? But Kevin's rampaging around Safe haven was enough to help make up his mind and he ran after him.

Meanwhile Jessica wasn't dead thanks to Jack cushioning her fall, however the two were pretty much stuck in the mines and their own until help arrived and unfortunately they weren't alone as a group of feral critters started hunting them..]

[dannyatnightfall]

I'M GOING TO KILL THEM ALL BECAUSE WHY ARE YALL HATING POPPY MORE THAN THE PROTOTYPE OR HARLEY????

Everyone is hating Poppy for escaping, but what you expected? The amount of information they are throwing at this child is abysmal

First from her perspective we kill Doey for no apparent reason, when we arrive she has no idea that Save Heaven just exploded. The plan was to rescue the orphans AND THEN Save Heaven would blow up the ENTIRE factory and the PROTOTYPE along with it. the plan failed

Second, her best friend, the person who listened to her and who she could “trust” doxxed her and reveals to her that he is actually her mortal enemy and that he is going to catch her again and this time it is going to be worse it is a box (He’s actively after her for some reason)

Poppy was terrified, we already know how much she hates being in a box and how much hearing about the hour of joy traumatized her, I really don’t blame her for running away

And all those who say “but I left kissy missy behind” forgot that Poppy went to look for Kissy at the beginning of chapter 2 or 3 by herself, poppy is like 2 centimeters tall but she still went to look for her

Obviously I don’t justify Poppy for not letting us go, but I can understand why she did it, she is tired of suffering at the hands of the prototype and wants to save the few human children left

There really isn’t much hope out there for the toys, they can’t go out because the government will probably experiment on them again, they are being killed starving and it's very dangerous to go outside because they can be eaten, and the conscious toys that remain if I'm not mistaken don't want to eat humans

The only way I see those children resting is by dying, and as far as I understood the plan they were going to die by killing the prototype, at least they were going to take revenge for the other villain who has them living in fear

Which went wrong

I just hope that we finally manage to kill the stupid prototype I hate him

[theinsanecrayonbox]

Hurray! My fidget friend Doey is FINALLY in hand

Edit: ok finished making dinner so I can gab more.

So I bought this guy before I moved. Before purchase; said it’d arrive before I lifer. After purchase, said it *might* arrive. As it got closer to move date, tracking said “yup will arrive the day before you leave”. It did not. It arrived like 2 days later. Then when it was out in the mail to get to me here, tracking said it’d be here by the end of the week; it did not. Idk what’s with the postal service but uhg (on the flip side I learned how things route down here so that’s interesting)

But I gots him! He’s great. I’m happy.