#doey x reader

[arimbaudspierre]

Hey doey i want to say Neat outfits Bro!!😎👌what other outfits do you wear?🎩💙🧡❤️💛

Thanks for the ask!

[potatobugxo]

Hi I have an idea

Imagine the reader got all the toys from Safe Haven, Doey, Poppy, Kissy and Yarnaby out of the factory and make their basement the new home and how life would be like because I imagine all the toys need a wash, they probably forgot about privacy or knocking before entering so would lead to embarrassing moments like Yarnaby walking into the bathroom while the reader is showing and just joining them not understanding that it's wrong but the reader would make a huge meal of pancakes, bacon, sausage and eggs as soon as they're out of there no matter what time of day it is

Sorry if this is long just thought it was a good idea

this is such a silly idea I love this 😭😭

pairings: platonic!doey, poppy, kissy, and yarnaby x player!reader (plus smiling critters!)

-after everyone escapes the factory (and nothing bad happens!!) you take the toys back to where you live, as that would be the safest place for them now that they're out of the factory!

-lets hope your basement is big enough to fit all these critters bc if not, there might be some capacity issues sgfhs

-doey and poppy have the easiest time settling in compared to the others, as they're the most sentient/human, while the other toys are a bit like animals you just brought back from the adoption shelter lol

-the toys are all extremely grateful you saved them and are now giving them a safe place to live outside of the nightmarish factory

-but be warned, they WILL raid your fridge, these guys are starving 🥺

-yarnaby immediately dominates your bed, taking up the entire mattress with his body, so everyone will have to sleep around him. kissy will probably curl up beside the bed with poppy while you and the smiling critters pile up onto yarnaby

-they cannot be without you for more than ten seconds apparently, especially yarnaby and kissy, they are always following you around like lost puppies and wanting your attention!

-say goodbye to privacy because now with giant toys in your house, you never get an ounce of alone time lol

-yarnaby likes whenever you play music, he'll lay down and purr and listen to it for hours!

-poppy is glad to finally have the chance to be a real girl, and asks you if you'll teach her ways about the real world so she can fit in someday!

-doey helps you a lot with chores, since he's the most mature out of the toys. he also feels like they're all a burden to you but you assure him they aren't, and that you appreciate his help!

-the smiling critters kinda just chill, they don't cause too much trouble, aside from climbing all over the place, especially the fridge to reach the sugary cereal you put up high!

-they all LOVE it when you cook breakfast for them, or any meal really! they've only ever eaten scraps from carcasses in the factory, so getting to taste bacon, eggs, and pancakes for the first time is a wonderful experience for them!

-overall the toys are very happy to be at your side, as now they get to live a happy life, away from the cursed playtime factory

[wakebymoonsleepbysun]

Was trying to figure out what to draw on magma last night so told @artastic-friend to pick a fic for me to draw a spoiler for. They requested Second Chances so uh...have this!

Doey's bouncer mode, if you will. /silly

(I drew my sona as the reader cuz self-indulgent, but the Second Chances reader has no canon appearance/gender)

[voxslays]

PROTECTION CHARM — POPPY PLAYTIME

SUMMARY: How the cast of Poppy Playtime would protect the player. PAIRINGS: The Doctor, Doey, Kissy, Dogday x Reader.

THE DOCTOR

✮ This man has eyes everywhere. His multiple feeds through the darkened hallways, due to his high tech security cameras and monitors. Although, he would 100% prefer to accompany you. This man is tall and strong. Harley Sawyer isn’t afraid of a fight.

✮ But, if Harley can’t be with you for some reason (working on a classified and undisclosed project with the prototype), he will send Yarnaby to protect you. Some protection is better than none at all, right? He’s still spying through the cams though…

KISSY MISSY

✮ Kissy is a lover not a fighter, which is one of the reasons she was so damaged in the first place. Unlike many of the angry, animalistic, and monstrous toy experiments roaming the abandoned factory, Kissy hasn’t killed anyone—and never will.

✮ However, if you’re in danger? She will pick you up with those long fuzzy arms of hers and run away as fast as she possibly can, her feet squeaking with every step she takes. It would be incredibly cute if you weren’t seconds away from death.

DOGDAY

✮ Dogday doesn’t like fighting, but will if he has to. In the past, he wouldn’t waste a second before attacking if he or someone he had grown to care about was in danger. But now that he’s lost all his limbs from the torso down, he can’t.

✮ It annoys him more than anything, especially now, since Poppy practically forces you to run a bunch of ‘mindless’ and ‘pointless’ (as he would say) tasks that risk your life—and he can’t be there to protect you, which scares him more than he’d care to admit.

DOEY

✮ When Poppy asks you to do her bidding and do small tasks for her, it deeply frustrates and infuriates him (specifically kevin, lol). Doesn’t she know how dangerous the factory is for a human? It’s dangerous enough for a toy already, and being a ‘fragile’ human isn’t much better.

✮ Doey understands your limits—which is one of the reasons he insists on going with you. What if the prototype attacks you, and you’re too exhausted to fight back? Doey is a very laid back guy, but as seen in chapter four, he can and will attack threats.

[yourbloodysunrise]

(There's a scenario I wanna try to make, but it's in my notes, so I'll be asking this)

We know that in the original Poppy Playtime, the protagonist was an ex-employee, and we all know how it went. HOWEVER, there's something that's been bothering me.

If reader was an orphan but then returned 10 years later, as an adult, I'm pretty sure the hostile toys, including Catnap, would not only be happy to see them, but would also be quite... protective as well.

(I know this might sound strange, but I just thought it'd be wholesome to make something like this)

🌤️ — why are you calling this strange? it sounds interesting, I like that :)

🌤️ — I decided to add Doey as he also attacked player(and just because I want to write for him lol). enjoy!

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❝ Once you get back, you won't leave them again. ❞

— FANDOM: POPPY PLAYTIME.

— PAIRING: HUGGY WUGGY, MOMMY LONG LEGS, CATNAP, MISS DELIGHT, YARNABY, DOEY x GROWN-UP ORPHAN!READER.

— PLATONIC.

— HCS.

— TW: BAD ENGLISH, BAD GRAMMAR, OOC, MENTION OF VIOLENCE, MENTION OF DEATH, CAN CONTAIN SPOILERS, CHARACTERS BECOME GODDAMN OBSESSED WITH READER 😭😭 (I mean, they would be like that, considering how unstable all of them).

°.✩┈┈∘*┈୨୧┈*∘┈┈✩.°

— HUGGY WUGGY:

☆ ┈ He's probably somewhere in the middle of all the toys on the scale of how creepy they are to you.

☆ ┈ Although Huggy is "pretending" to be a statue, as soon as you enter the factory, he can't help but cast a curious glance in your direction, trying to avert his gaze as soon as you look at him, although you're likely to notice it.

☆ ┈ You probably have no idea how the big toys appear, so you don't understand that all of the toys remember you.

☆ ┈ Huggy doesn't want to attack you. You may be a troublemaker..But it's still you.

☆ ┈ Even if he wanted to, he couldn't hurt you. He just can't afford to. Won't be able to forgive himself for it.

☆ ┈ Prefer to watch you rather than interact openly. He's not completely wild, he understands that he'll scare you.

☆ ┈ Hates other toys that also show attention to you. Huggy Wuggy isn't the most dangerous of the big toys, and he's actually afraid for you.

☆ ┈ He might follow you around the factory until someone stops him. Or he might stop someone from killing you, which is less likely, since few people are going to kill you.

☆ ┈ Huggy, if he shows himself to you, will wrap his long arms around you in times of danger and prevent you from going anywhere, just in case he takes the hit.

☆ ┈ He's trying to play the games you played with him when you were a child, but considering how dangerous the factory is, it's not very successful.

☆ ┈ And if, let's say, the Player is also involved, but the reader arrives at the factory before the Player, the first thing Huggy Wuggy will try to do after his fall is to find you.

☆ ┈ Overall, it's not a bad thing. Compared to others, he's just trying to keep you safe, and although it's sad, he's willing to let you go...

☆ ┈ Only when the Player is dead. In the meantime, please stay with him. The other toys are especially dangerous when an intruder appears at the factory..

— MOMMY LONG LEGS:

☆ ┈ Of all the toys from the worst to the best, she is on the same level as CatNap which is probably second place.

☆ ┈ And if you think that by "worst" I mean that she doesn't like you, trust me, it rather be that than what will actually happen.

☆ ┈ Mommy is already unstable, remembering how she spent time with children, and she'll go psycho when she sees you.

☆ ┈ She loves children but hates adults. These nasty, disappointing parasites always bothered her, but the children, so cute and funny, were beautiful.

☆ ┈ It hurts her to see that you've grown up. To her, you're still the same child, just changed in height and face.

☆ ┈ She becomes crazy when she sees any toy near you. Her arms will wrap around you and carry you away, and she'll likely attack anyone who approaches you, seeing them as a threat.

☆ ┈ She doesn't care who she has to fight. Huggy Wuggy? No problem. Bunzo? With pleasure. CatNap? If it means you will stay with her, okay.

☆ ┈ And if Mommy gets hurt and loses, she'll slip away at the last moment with a mocking laugh, preventing herself from being killed, and she'll go where she's hidden you.

☆ ┈ She makes you play with her. If you win games, Mommy gives you some kind of "reward" every time, giving you hope that she will let you go, and every time she takes it away when you lose, and she will try to make you lose.

☆ ┈ And if you don't agree and will try to escape from her, she'll likely hunt you down and trap you in a web, preventing you from moving but not touching you.

— "W-where did you go? The game is over! You won! Come back and Mommy will give you the code!"

— "Deeaaar?.."

— "COME BACK TO ME!!!"

☆ ┈ It's terrifying to be immobilized for days while she walks around you, talking to you like an unreasonable child.

☆ ┈ She..doesn't really love you, I would say that the word obsessed is more appropriate. You are her only opportunity to refresh her memory and indulge in the warm memories she had.

☆ ┈ I hope no one will fight her for you, because you'll probably end up with two badly injured toys, and neither of them will want to give in.

— "Why did you leave Mommy when Mommy needed you so much?.."

— "But don't worry, Mommy don't angry! You're not going anywhere now anyway."

— CATNAP:

☆ ┈ He missed you. Really.

☆ ┈ He knows you won't recognize him. You couldn't when he looks like...this.

☆ ┈ CatNap was probably familiar with you as a child, or rather, Theodore was. And when he sees a familiar face, he feels his mind go blank for a while.

☆ ┈ Like in the original, he watches you for a long time before revealing himself.

☆ ┈ CatNap will ask The Prototype if it makes sense to kill you if you're not going to interfere with their plans, and you're just looking for a way out of the factory because you've unwittingly gotten involved in something you shouldn't have.

☆ ┈ I think The Prototype will be interested in your return and tell CatNap not to kill you, which CatNap will use.

☆ ┈ He mostly doesn't do anything when it sees you with other toys, but it will probably try to kill them after you escape or leave the toy.

☆ ┈ When he appears in front of you, it's creepy. He just corners you, breathing red gas to put you to sleep while you huddle against the wall, hoping for a miracle.

— "..It was a while."

— "Huh?.."

— "I know you remember me."

— "You're back...Finally."

☆ ┈ It's more likely to just leave you in a place and pretend to leave, observing you from a distance.

☆ ┈ If Huggy Wuggy is secretive during half of your time at the factory, and Mommy keeps you close at all times, CatNap allows you to roam freely around Playcare, but under his vision.

☆ ┈ Ruined Critters often look around at you, wanting to attack, but they know that they won't be spared for such a mistake.

☆ ┈ Usually if someone attack you, others will immediately neutralize them, knowing that the disobedient toy would be dinner anyway.

☆ ┈ CatNap is always nearby, and if he's not, you'll be surrounded by a swarm of small toys.

☆ ┈ He's probably one of few who'll try to find something more or less edible for you, like the corpses of people who tried to enter the factory, alongside with Doey.

☆ ┈ Every time you meet, CatNap wants to prove to you that he doesn't want to hurt you by killing the other creatures he's set against you. He's smart, and he knows that if he plays his cards right, you'll realize that you have no one else to rely on but him.

☆ ┈ "Ollie" is trying to help you escape, but he always lures you back into CatNap's clutches. He needs to reward his follower from time to time.

☆ ┈ The worst part is that you don't really have many options for escape. The Prototype may provide you with clues on how to escape, but only when he decides that he no longer needs CatNap, and it may take some time.

— "Don't leave Playcare. I won't let you."

— MISS DELIGHT:

☆ ┈ GOD KEEP THIS THING AWAY FROM YOURSELF.

☆ ┈ She's one of the worst, because her desire to help you is so great that she ends up hurting you.

☆ ┈ Oh, Miss Delight remembers you. She remembers every moment she spent with you. Before The Hour of Joy happened and she turned into...this.

☆ ┈ Of course, you're scared of her. Who wouldn't be? She's almost ashamed that you've found her like this after all these years.

☆ ┈ As soon as you meet her for the first time, she asks you not to run away and openly follows you. She has no need to hide from you. However..You should not run away from her.

☆ ┈ In fact, you should run away from her as soon as possible.

☆ ┈ Miss Delight will also not kill you, but she admits that she sometimes finds herself wanting to eat you.

☆ ┈ Speaking of food. She's probably going to lock you in a room and visit you, and since she doesn't want you to starve to death, she's going to force-feed you the organs or meat of other toys that she can find.

☆ ┈ If you try to fight her or leave, she's going to break your legs with the Barb and take you back.

☆ ┈ And, well, she's probably going to be the one who dies from the toys. CatNap is very unhappy that she's putting your life in danger and locking you up.

☆ ┈ Well, she at least tried. And forced you to study. She really is bad at keeping you safe..

— "Barb said we should keep you here so you'll be safe! Isn't it nice?"

— YARNABY:

☆ ┈ In fact, Yarnaby is very happy to see you, but unfortunately, he can't show you how happy he is.

☆ ┈ Harley insists that you don't belong here and that you should leave, but..To be honest, we all know that you want to leave, but you just can't.

☆ ┈ The Doctor is likely to want to, let's say...Experiment on you. And he sends Yarnaby after you, telling him not to play with you too much and to leave you alive.

☆ ┈ For Yarnaby, this is a sign that you are welcome here!

☆ ┈ When he hunts you, he doesn't usually harm you much, just gently grabs your limbs without biting them, and drags you back to The Doctor.

☆ ┈ Sometimes, when he sees you but gets tired, he just lies down with you, pressing against you, using his body to keep you from leaving.

☆ ┈ For Yarnaby, you're just playing a game of tag, not actually saving your life, so he allows himself to relax around you.

☆ ┈ Doey is likely to recognize you from a distance and help you escape from Yarnaby, which will anger him.

☆ ┈ He whines and growls when you're out of sight, and he runs through the corridors trying to find you.

☆ ┈ If Yarnaby somehow realizes that The Doctor's feelings for you are not as warm as his own, he will likely try to hide you, but he won't be successful.

☆ ┈ He's like a big cat that missed its owner and wants to play with them.

— DOEY:

☆ ┈ Doey's trauma has been increased by, like, 500 percent.

☆ ┈ You probably knew Matthew and Kevin before they were chosen for the experiment, and that makes things worse.

☆ ┈ Jack doesn't know who you are, but he can sense that others are drawn to you, and it's confusing him.

☆ ┈ Matthew is almost addicted to the memories of being human, so he wants to spend as much time with you as possible because he's missed you.

☆ ┈ Kevin was your friend, whom you managed to befriend despite his personality, and for him, you are one of the few people he doesn't hate.

☆ ┈ You better hope that Jack will be with you more often instead of these two, because otherwise, you won't be allowed to go anywhere.

☆ ┈ You don't understand that this blue giant is once your old friends, and therefore, his attachment to you may be a cause for concern.

— "So..I've heard about what you've been through. I'm glad you're fine..Tell me if you, well..need any help."

☆ ┈ You shouldn't have come back here. He knows that, and he's sorry that you've been through so much.

☆ ┈ Doey wishes he could be there to help you. But he couldn't. So now, he's going to take care of it.

☆ ┈ It would be much better if the Player was here, because otherwise, the story would slow down incredibly. Doey tries to convince you not to leave Safe Heaven every time you need to go outside.

☆ ┈ He can't help but feel resentment towards Poppy. Why does she constantly tell you what to do? You're not a tool she can use, and you deserve a break too.

☆ ┈ He's more than confident that the other toys are dangerous to you, and you'll need his help. If he notices Huggy Wuggy or Yarnaby near you, he'll do his best to help you escape from them.

☆ ┈ Take care of the other toys in Safe Heaven, and you'll stay there for a long time. Doey can't allow himself to just let you go out into danger like that..

☆ ┈ If you leave, he won't bother you unlike the other toys. He will just keep an eye on you from time to time in places where he can go to make sure you're okay.

☆ ┈ It's simple for him: if you're okay, then it's all okay. It's that simple!

☆ ┈ If Safe Heaven is blown up...He'll break.

☆ ┈ Kevin wants to keep you as the only living thing left of Safe Heaven, left of his memories. He blames Poppy for everything and frantically shouts at you to stop running away from him.

☆ ┈ Jack is afraid that he will harm you and therefore just silently tries to make the body stop, and Matthew tries to convince Kevin that if he chases you, it will not lead to anything good.

☆ ┈ Actually, he can only harm you by accident, so you don't have to kill him just to protect yourself.

☆ ┈ Doey is sorry that it ended like this..But he promises that he will help you, no matter what it costs him.

☆ ┈ He no longer has a purpose in life except to help you. Now you have a huge, shapeshifting bodyguard.

— "Couldn't save them... But I still can save you."

..:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟﾞ｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ🌤

🌤️ — Doey is my beloved 🩵 well, hope you like it, have a good day ☆

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

Could you do doey, kissy, poppy and dogday with a teen player (14-15-16)

Ended up just doing Dogday and Doey because I couldn't think of anything good to write for Kissy and Poppy.

If you like my work, please consider commissioning me or leaving a tip on Ko-fi (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶))

Dogday & Doey & teenage Player

Dogday

★ He's horrified when Poppy's angel turns out to be so young. You shouldn't have been given such a hellish burden. He looks at you with pity "You need to get out of here, please, it's not safe for you to stay." He begs you to leave.

★ Despite his fear, Dogday steps up as a reluctant leader, guiding you through the factory. Without concern for his own safety. In his eyes, it's too late for him. But you, you have a chance. He needs you to survive.

★ Dogday rarely lets you out of his sight, always staying close by. He gets visibly upset whenever you get a minor injury or close call. When you sleep, he stays awake to ensure nothing happens to you during the night.

Doey

★ He's furious at Poppy for dragging you deeper into this place. She could've gotten you out of here with the train! Look at you, it's a miracle you've lasted this long! Between you and Kissy's injury, he's on high alert.

★ Doey tries to be gentle with the Player. Doing his best to convince you to rest, as you look exhausted. He treats you like one of his friends in safe haven. "it's naptime, buddy." He says while covering you with a blanket.

★ Knowing what you've been through, he tries his best to shield you from the rest of the factory's horrors. Even when you tell him you can take care of yourself. Somehow, he doesn't believe you.

[car-o-line]

HII wondering if you could do Matthew hallard as readers best friend when they were both in the orphanage?1?1?1 you could add anything else 😼 im not forcing ANYWAY HAVE A GOOD DAYAYAY

I literally SCREAMED I’m so excited to do a ppt request because chapter 4 was amazing, and because of my ppt brainrot I’ll do Kevin/Jack as well! AND I HOPE UR DAY IS JUST AS AMAZING AS THIS REQUEST🧡❤️💛

Being friends with Matthew/Kevin/Jack(before/after Doey)

Part 2 <3

Matthew Hallard:

Probably the nicest teenager anyone’s ever met tbh.

Whether you’re younger than him or around the same age as him he’ll treat you like his little sibling. There’s no stopping it.

Always puts your needs above his and he won’t compromise that at all.

Oh you’re thirsty? He suddenly has an apple juice box in his hand! Hungry? Well now he suddenly has a bag of chips in his backpack!

(They were supposed to be for him but shh)

Makes sure all your homework’s done, if not then he’ll scold you for it.

But then he’ll feel bad and help you do it.

If you were around his age you'd probably know about his parent’s accidents he couldn’t prevent.

If you were younger he’d save that topic for when you were older, if only he had time left.

He’d be worried sick when you were taken away because you were “sick”.

Once you came back you seemed hazy, it made him nervous so he held your hand just to let you know that he was there, until you were officially “adopted.”

Later he really found out through his own “sickness” what “adoption” meant.

He hates what the scientists did to you, did to him. It gives him a reason to keep going as Doey.

Kevin Barnes:

How??

Like actually how.

Kevin doesn’t know why he considers you his friend ngl.

The scientists were definitely interested in how you and Kevin got along without you running away from him.

They couldn’t care less about the friendship part but they want to know how it started.

It was easy actually, he randomly tackled you to the ground even though you’ve both never talked before.

You didn’t cry, or scream, instead you reacted like it was a game. Which it was, kind of.

Kevin won in the end because of his physical ability but you thought it was really fun!

So now every time he gets bored he tries to find you and tackle you again.

Other than that he cares for you in his own way.

Like when the scientist took you away because of your sickness?

He wouldn’t let go of your arm no matter how hard the scientists tried to pull.

And the more they did that the more times he’d yell at them that you were fine and didn’t need them.

But they got you when he was sleeping, and when he woke up a new toy appeared in the Playtime Facility.

He never saw you again, even after he was “adopted.”

Jack Ayers:

While he wasn’t an orphan he did go on a visit to the Playtime Factory.

He met you through there, he was really excited to make a new friend.

He asked you so many questions about the orphanage and the facility.

In exchange you got to ask him about his home life and how the outside was.

“You haven’t been outside?”

“This area is considered the outside silly!”

“Really..?”

He felt bad for you and suggested that his parents adopted you!

(they said no)

Instead you just took him to see “Home Sweet Home” and showed him your room.

Then Jacks trip to facility was over and he had to leave, but before that his family was watch the process of making Doey.

Jack leaned over the railings to have a closer look but fell into one of vat machines that were making dough.

But the last glimpse of his consciousness he saw a what looked to be a kid with h/c walking with a scientist to one of the offices.

[annonchann]

summer time ☀️

they got the happy ending lol

[bunji-enthusiast]

I had this in thought alot! (It's gory if you don't mind!)

Poppy playtime player becoming so hungry at this point that their losing their sanity and thinking of eating the corpses For survival so the rest has to hold player down from eating the corpses!

(I know its gory and so sorry if it made you uncomfortable)

𝐖𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐖𝐞 𝐆𝐨

Sypnosis [The tempting smell of the corpses becomes more and more frequent, it eventually became too hard for you too ignore due to your increasing hunger. Luckily, you had some allies to help you resist it; even if forcibly.]

Characters [Kissy Missy, DogDay, Poppy, Doey The Doughman. (Seperate)]

Note || you didn’t make me uncomfortable at all! Don’t worry, but it’s a topic I tried to write with care. This shit is a very real thing that can happen, and should be treated with caution and respect.

Kissy Missy

You had never imagined it would come to this: an insatiable hunger gnawing at your gut, unrelenting as the hours passed. You, once a proud employee of Playtime Co., found yourself trapped in the eerie, decaying remnants of the factory, alongside strange, monstrous beings that had once been your colleagues. The stench of death lingered thick in the air, a heavy reminder of the atrocities committed during The Hour of Joy, but now it did more than just disgust you. Now, it tempted you.

At first, you fought against the gnawing cravings that threatened to overtake you. How could you—someone who had worked here—ever think of consuming the bodies of the very ones you had once known, even if they were twisted remnants of their former selves? And yet, each passing hour made it harder to resist, each sight of a fallen figure, each whiff of their decaying flesh, made your resolve falter. Hunger, once a mere inconvenience, became a ravenous beast clawing at your insides.

But you were not alone in this misery. Kissy Missy, who had once been just another experiment under Playtime Co.'s cruel reign, was there, always by your side. Tall and slender, her pink fur now marred by the scars of countless battles, she seemed almost... human in a way. Her blue bow and yellow hands stood out against her once pristine pink fur, now tattered from years of neglect and violence. She had been through her own trauma, the burns on her right side proof of that, yet she still managed to offer you a strange sense of comfort, a reminder that you weren't the only one left with so much lost.

You hated the hunger, but it was her presence that kept you from succumbing. Despite her own pain and injuries, she remained strong, acting as a barrier between you and the darkness threatening to overtake you.

Kissy's efforts were not subtle. She could see the desperation in your eyes as you edged closer to the corpses scattered around the facility, the lifeless remains of those who had been victims of the Prototype’s reign. She had already seen what the hunger could do to a person, and she would be damned if she allowed you to fall victim to it.

"Don’t," she would warn, her voice surprisingly gentle despite the fierceness that radiated from her. "Stay with me."

You hated that she had to intervene, to hold you back with both her force and concern. But you knew deep down that she was right. If she weren't there, you might have already given in, becoming something far worse than you already were. The hunger was more than just physical. It was a pull, a drive to consume the very thing that you had once been, the remnants of a life that had crumbled away into twisted, grotesque shapes.

Each time you got too close, her grip tightened around your arm, pulling you away from the gruesome temptation. There were moments, though, when you could feel your resistance weakening, when the hunger surged so strongly that it drowned out every other thought. At those times, she was not gentle. She would force you back, pushing you away from the remains, her sharp eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and fierce determination.

It was only then, in those moments, that you saw the lengths she was willing to go to keep you from crossing that line. The force she applied was not cruel but necessary. You were no longer yourself, a mere shell of who you once were. And she, though herself a victim of this cruel factory, refused to let you become something even worse.

"You’re not one of them," Kissy would say, her voice laced with a fierce protectiveness. "Don’t lose yourself."

There was something strange about the way she said it, as though she knew something deeper, something that had been lost to you. You were not just another victim of the Prototype’s horrific games—you were something else, something worth saving.

The hunger didn’t go away, not entirely. But you fought against it, clinging to the memory of who you used to be. And as each day passed, as each battle with your own cravings grew more intense, you realized that you weren’t alone in this anymore. Kissy Missy, despite her own pain, was there, holding you back from the abyss, keeping you tethered to whatever humanity you had left.

She would do anything to prevent you from falling, even if it meant pushing you to your breaking point. And in the end, you knew you owed her more than just your survival. She had become your anchor in a world that had long since drowned in darkness, guiding you through the factory’s nightmarish halls with a strength that you had long since lost.

But even then, there were moments when the hunger threatened to overtake you, and in those moments, you understood just how far Kissy Missy was willing to go to save you from yourself. She was more than just an ally; she was a reminder of the last shred of humanity that existed in this forsaken place.

Would you be able to resist the temptation forever? Could you both survive the horrors that awaited you in the depths of Playtime Co.? Only time would tell, but as long as Kissy Missy was there, you felt a sliver of hope that you might just find a way to escape the darkness together.

DogDay

You stagger through the cold, decaying corridors, your stomach gnawing at you with an unbearable hunger. It's been hours since you last found food, and your body is betraying you. The thought of cannibalism has been creeping into your mind, tempting you like a forbidden fruit. The idea repulses you, but with every passing hour, that same thought grows more and more alluring. Your lips are dry, your body weak, and every fiber of your being is screaming for sustenance. You grit your teeth, trying to push the urge down, but it rises again, a terrifying whisper in the back of your mind.

"Why not?" it asks, a cold voice that isn't your own. "What else is there? Food is food, isn't it?"

You stumble forward, your vision blurred from exhaustion. The floor beneath you seems to shift, as if the very foundation of this forsaken place is alive. You know you're being driven mad, but your hunger, that primal instinct, is overpowering. The walls seem to close in on you, their decay a reflection of your own deteriorating state of mind.

Just as you're about to give in to the temptation, a voice, soft yet commanding, cuts through the haze of your thoughts.

"Don't," DogDay says, his monotone voice a calm anchor in the storm that rages inside you. His words are a gentle plea, a reminder of the bond you share with him.

You turn to see him, his disfigured form standing in the shadowed corner of the hallway. His orange fur is a stark contrast to the darkness surrounding you, and despite his monstrous appearance, there's a sense of comfort in his presence. His body is a grotesque mockery of what it once was, bisected at the waist and held together with leather straps, yet his eyes, black and expressive, seem to convey nothing but concern for you.

"DogDay..." you mutter, your voice hoarse, as you struggle to stand. "I can't... I don't know how much longer I can hold on."

DogDay's head tilts slightly, as if he understands the torment you're going through. He knows. He's been there before, though perhaps in a different way. His stitched-together body speaks of an existence far more painful than yours could ever be. And yet, he chooses to help you, to guide you through this madness.

"I won't let you," DogDay says firmly, his voice barely above a whisper. "You can't. This isn't the way."

You can feel the weight of his words sink into you, and for a moment, you close your eyes, trying to push the hunger down again. But it lingers, gnawing at your insides. It's tempting, so tempting to give in.

But DogDay is here. He always has been.

You turn to him, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you take a step back. Not just from the hunger, but from the madness that has consumed you. You're not alone. DogDay is here, and though he can't move as freely as he once did, he is steadfast in his support.

The moment passes, but the hunger is still there, lurking beneath the surface. It's waiting for you to falter, to give in. But DogDay won't let that happen.

"Stay with me," he urges, his voice as steady as ever. "I know the darkness calls to you, but you're stronger than it. We just need to keep moving. Keep moving, and we'll find a way out."

You nod, wiping the sweat from your brow. The hunger doesn't go away, but for now, it's bearable. You can withstand it. With DogDay by your side, you will survive this.

As you walk together through the decaying corridors, the weight of the past still hanging heavily on your shoulders, you can't help but wonder just how far DogDay has come. He was once part of a group, the Smiling Critters, living in harmony with the experiments, but all of that changed during The Hour of Joy. The chaos, the bloodshed, it shattered everything. DogDay was left behind, a solitary figure in a world gone mad. Yet, through it all, he remained resilient, steadfast in his determination to help you.

"I was not always like this," DogDay says quietly, as if reading your thoughts. "I had a family once. A purpose. But that was taken from me, just like it was taken from everyone else."

His words hang in the air, heavy with grief and longing. You know the story, of course. The Smiling Critters' revolt against the Prototype, their deaths, and DogDay's subsequent imprisonment by CatNap. It was a tragic tale, one that left DogDay scarred in both body and mind. But despite it all, he chose to survive.

And now, he chooses to help you survive.

The thought is enough to steel your resolve. You can do this. You will not succumb to the darkness. Not while DogDay is here to keep you grounded.

The two of you move forward, one step at a time, the silence between you comfortable, yet filled with unspoken understanding. The hunger still claws at you, but for now, you resist. With DogDay by your side, you know you can make it through this.

Poppy

The atmosphere in the factory was suffocating. The low hum of machines, the distant clattering of metal, and the unsettling silence in between all gnawed at you. You'd been walking for hours now, your stomach growling like an angry beast inside of you, each hour dragging the hunger closer to the surface. There was a time when you’d had a deep hatred for the idea of cannibalism. But now? The thought didn’t seem so absurd. Every inch of your body ached with need. The edges of your vision blurred with hunger, but still, you resisted the impulse.

"You need to hold it together," you muttered to yourself, your voice hoarse and desperate. You couldn't let your mind go there, couldn’t let the gnawing hunger take you to such a dark place.

Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw her—Poppy. A doll, yes, but one that seemed to hold some kind of strange power over you. She was small, porcelain skin cracked, but her eyes... her eyes were too real. Too alive. The crack running across her face only seemed to add to the unsettling, almost haunting nature of her presence. Yet she was there, watching over you, her concern evident even with her painted smile.

"Are you okay?" Poppy's voice, though childlike, held an unexpected firmness, as if she knew exactly what you were going through.

"Do I look okay?" you snapped, frustration bubbling to the surface. "I'm starving. I'm dying. And you're... just a doll. What could you possibly understand?"

Poppy didn't flinch. She merely tilted her head, her glassy blue eyes reflecting your pain in a way that only made the hunger worse. But there was something else behind those eyes. Understanding? Sympathy? It was hard to tell.

"I understand more than you think," she said quietly. "You don't want to go down that path. Trust me."

Her words held a strange weight. Despite her being a mere doll, she exuded a certain authority—like she was guiding you, almost protecting you from your own darkness. It was unnerving and, yet, comforting at the same time.

You stepped back, wiping your brow, but the hunger wouldn't let you go. It clawed at you, deep within, screaming to be fed. Your hand instinctively reached towards the nearest source of food—a small, half-eaten rat carcass lying in the shadows.

Before your fingers could wrap around it, Poppy's small, porcelain hand shot out. "No," she said sharply, her voice cutting through the fog in your mind. "I won't let you."

You froze, staring at her, confused. "What... what are you going to do about it? You're just a doll. What power do you have?"

Poppy's eyes narrowed. "I have more power than you think. And I will stop you."

Before you could process the words, Poppy was suddenly in front of you, her small hand placed firmly on your chest. You felt a strange warmth spread from the spot where her hand met your skin, and for a moment, the hunger seemed to ebb away, replaced by something else—something deeper. But just as quickly, the warmth was gone, replaced by a biting cold as Poppy stepped back.

"You don't understand," she said, her voice softer now. "I won't let you become like them. I won't let you become like... him."

You stared at her in confusion, your mind too clouded with hunger to process what she meant. You'd heard the whispers about the Prototype, the monster who twisted everything around him, but you couldn’t focus on that now. Not with the gnawing ache in your gut.

"I can't hold on much longer," you whispered. "I need food. Real food."

Poppy took a deep breath, her porcelain face still. She seemed to consider something before her eyes flickered to the side, as if she were contemplating an action. Then, with a sudden, sharp motion, she grabbed your wrist.

"You will not fall to this. Not while I’m here. Not while there’s a chance."

The intensity in her voice stunned you. You'd never expected a doll—a toy—to show such determination. But it was there. Her unwavering resolve was impossible to ignore.

"You don't understand," you said again, more urgently this time. "You can't stop me. You don't know what it’s like to be on the edge like this... to be so desperate."

Poppy's eyes softened, but her grip on your wrist tightened. "I do understand," she whispered. "I've seen the consequences of desperation. I've seen what it can turn you into. And I won't let you become that."

You looked into her eyes, seeing not a doll, but something much more complex. Something alive, struggling with the same darkness you were. She was just as broken as you, perhaps even more so, trapped in this hellish place for who knows how long.

"I will fight this," you rasped, voice trembling.

"You will fight this," Poppy repeated, as though reinforcing the promise to yourself. "I won't let you lose."

The hunger still gnawed at you, but there was something in Poppy's words—a lifeline. A chance. You weren’t sure if it was enough to save you, but you weren’t alone anymore. She had no power over your body, but in this twisted game of survival, she had become your tether. Your reminder of something you had long forgotten: humanity. You just had to hold on.

And for the first time in hours, you didn’t feel entirely alone.

Doey The Doughman

It had hours, maybe even more then a couple days—you couldn’t tell anymore. Time had become a blur, and the hunger gnawed at you with an intensity you could hardly describe. Your stomach was a hollow pit, and every hour that passed, the sensation grew worse. You hated it. You hated the very idea of what you were beginning to consider. But your options were running out.

The factory, once a place full of life and color, now stood desolate, a rotting carcass of what it had once been. Its walls, dim and cracked, seemed to close in on you with every passing moment. Your search for food had been fruitless, and what remained of the once-thriving operations was little more than discarded remnants of forgotten lives. Desperation had begun to seep into your thoughts, and with it, a temptation you never thought you would entertain.

Cannibalism. The idea lingered in the back of your mind like a whisper in the dark. You knew it was wrong, morally abhorrent, but the hunger—it was becoming unbearable. You couldn’t deny that the flesh of another being, even one of the toy creatures that had once roamed this place, might offer a solution. You didn’t want to think about it, but your body cried out for sustenance.

It was then that you heard the soft squish of footsteps approaching. You turned, blinking against the fading light, and saw him: Doey.

The dough-like creature was an oddity in this forsaken world. His body, made of multicolored, clay-like dough, seemed to shimmer in the dimness. His long arms—orange and yellow—hung at his sides, his short, stubby red legs moving with surprising speed. The blue bowler hat perched on his head was almost comical against his mismatched features, and his simple, expressive face, with a line for a mouth and two holes for eyes, always seemed to radiate an air of cheer, even in the darkest of times.

"Hey there," Doey’s voice was calm, but there was an undertone of concern that you couldn’t ignore. He could always tell when something was wrong, even if you hadn’t spoken a word.

You had never been one for speaking about your feelings, especially with a creature like Doey. You didn’t trust anyone—not after everything you’d been through. But there was something different about him. Something about his kindness, his willingness to help, even when it meant putting himself in danger.

"I know you're struggling," Doey said, his eyes narrowing as he read your expression. "But you have to resist it. You can’t let the hunger take control of you. Not like this."

You swallowed hard, feeling the knot in your throat tighten. "I don’t know if I can hold on much longer," you muttered, your voice barely a whisper.

Doey stepped closer, his large arms almost seeming to engulf you in their reach as he gently placed a hand on your shoulder. "I’m not going to let you fall into that darkness," he said firmly. "I promised you. I’ll help you resist, even if it means doing things you might not like."

You blinked, looking at the doughy figure in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"

Without warning, Doey’s expression shifted from that of a friendly companion to something far more serious. The playful demeanor that usually characterized his every move was gone, replaced by a cold determination. "I’m going to stop you if I have to," he said, his voice stern, yet full of understanding. "I won’t let you give in to it."

Your breath hitched, and for the first time, you felt a flicker of fear. It wasn’t from Doey himself, but from the fact that you knew, deep down, he was right. If you gave in, it wouldn’t just be your body that suffered—it would be your soul, too. But the temptation was so strong. It was almost impossible to push it away.

"Don’t make me do this," Doey warned, as if sensing your internal struggle. "You don’t want to go down that path."

The hunger inside you raged, a beast that tore at your insides. Your thoughts were clouded by the vision of the soft, tender flesh that could satiate you. You tried to push the thoughts away, but they clung to your mind like a shadow.

You took a step forward, your hands trembling as you gripped a nearby piece of metal, your mind flickering with the thought of using it, of ending the misery that had overtaken you.

"Don’t," Doey’s voice was sharp, his body blocking your path. "I will stop you, even if it means I have to restrain you."

He wasn’t threatening. He was determined. And in that moment, you knew he would do it.

You locked eyes with him, the weight of your internal battle becoming unbearable. The hunger had made you weak, both physically and mentally, but Doey was your anchor, a reminder of the better part of yourself. He wasn’t just a friend; he was a lifeline.

"Please," you whispered, the word escaping you before you could stop it. "I can’t—"

Doey didn’t give you a chance to finish. His long, orange arm shot out, grabbing you by the wrist with surprising force. "I won’t let you go there," he said softly, but with an unmistakable firmness. "You’re not alone in this. Not anymore."

For a moment, you struggled, but the strength in his grip was like nothing you had ever encountered. He wasn’t trying to hurt you—he was holding you, not with force, but with care.

"Just breathe," Doey said, guiding you to sit down on the cold concrete floor. "We’ll get through this. Together."

And for the first time in what felt like forever, you allowed yourself to lean into him. The hunger was still there, gnawing at the edges of your mind, but with Doey by your side, the battle didn’t seem so hopeless.

You weren’t alone.

And that, you realized, was more than you could have hoped for in a place like this.

[theoneandonlysourcandy]

PLATONIC DOEY X YOUNG TOY READER

Art creds: Paper-Starz (if the name is wrong pls tell me)

I need more brotherly doey x reader dude HES LITERALLY MY BIG BROTHER ☹️ in this the reader is 5-7 years old, and this is whenever the hoppy vhs tape took place

🧸- Doey had noticed fairly quickly that you acted younger than most toys. It made his heart absolutely ache thinking of how young you might’ve been, going through so much pain. He made an effort to look out for you, just in case he was right about his suspicions.

🧸 - He hated that he was correct. When out looking for supplies one day, in one of the offices, he had found a document about you. Kevin was furious. But, Matthew had managed to calm him down.

🧸 - He’d want you to stay in the safe haven most of the time, not wanting you to have to face any more horrors. He can be a bit protective of the other toys at times, but with you, that’s cranked up a bit.

🧸 - If your a bigger body? He’d convince the others to not have you scavenge with them.

🧸 - He’d definitely love reading books to you and the others, and in his free time would help you with reading too. His favorite is definitely adventures of the word wizard.

🧸 - Sometimes he’ll think about how the toys had to live before he found them, and it makes him really sad, so it HURTS thinking of what you might’ve lived like. Someone so young and all alone, hurting so much-he has to force himself to get distracted by something to stop thinking about it.

🧸 - Maybe you and doey would play shop together or something at that little lost and found thingy, if it’s just a pretend thing the toys made up.

🧸 - might let you wear his hat if you ask nicely. MIGHT. I headcanon that he absolutely loves his hat.

🧸 - Jack would like to play with you, and read stories together.

🧸 - Matthews definitely the one helping you with reading, and the most devastated by the document.

🧸 - Kevin would try his best to be more gentle around you, but sometimes he just can’t help it.

[arimbaudspierre]

angel is mexican so she can handle thai spicy... doey on the other hand.................. ( doey beach design is @/kalwithatrenchcoat's! i dont wanna keep spam tagging u with my art lol)

[potatobugxo]

Hii! Can I request platonic headcanons of doey with a toy reader whos a child, so they could be just like him but could be the youngest

I hope its no bother! Have a lovely day/night! Thank you!

of course! I hope u have a lovely day too 💚

warnings: mentions of cruelty against children (it's poppy playtime cmon) doey being an older sibling/parental figure to reader!

pairing: platonic!fatherly!doey x child!toy!reader

-when doey found you you were trapped in the prison with the other miniature toys

-you were scared and alone and balled up in the corner of your cell, crying softly to yourself when doey approached you

-"hey, there, kiddo, are you okay?" doey asks, his deep voice soft and soothing

-you wipe your eyes and look up at him, frightened by the large doughman at first

-"it's alright, I'm a friend!" doey says. "you don't have to be alone here anymore. I can take care of you."

-you reluctantly take his hand, and he wipes the tears from your eyes with his thumb

-doey takes you back to safe haven where the other toys he rescued are gathered

-when you start to see other toys that are just like you, you start to calm down, knowing they arent going to hurt you like the others

-doey makes sure you're settled in and tucks you into one of the beds so you can get some rest without having to fear for your life

-it takes you a long time to get used to the other toys, the horrors of the prison still haunting you

-you follow doey around most of the time, clinging to him for a sense of safety

-doey always makes sure all of the toys in his care are taken care of, especially you

-even though doey presents a more paternal front, he's still a kid on the inside, and having someone like you follow him around is like having a little sibling and he loves you very much!

-he notices you're a lot more immature than the other toys are, including him, and he wonders if you were only a few years old when the doctors turned you into this toy

-it breaks his heart to know that and fuels his rage toward the doctor and other scientists, but also fuels his urge to protect you and keep you safe

[wakebymoonsleepbysun]

Second Chances (Doey x Reader) Chapter 8 - Hearts Astir

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[voxslays]

YANDERE POPPY PLAYTIME CAST

SUMMARY: What the cast of Poppy Playtime would be like as yanderes towards the player/reader (slight stalking mentions). PAIRINGS: The Doctor x Reader, Doey x Reader (platonic), Dogday x Reader.

THE DOCTOR

❀ The traditional yandere. Harley does not want you out of his sight for any reason, especially when he knows how dangerous the other toys in the factory are. He may be on (sort of) good terms with the prototype, but that doesn’t mean you are exempt from attacks.

❀ The doctor is not afraid of tying you down if he has to—which is even easier since you are a ‘frail little human’ in his eyes. Humans are easily breakable, and he has the tools to turn you into a toy if you misbehave. Don’t anger him, he’ll warn.

DOEY

❀ A platonic yandere. You are one of his best friends, despite 1/3 of him automatically disliking you for working at the factory years earlier (and possibly working on the experiments?) Doey won’t let anything bad happen to you, don’t worry.

❀ Although, his ways of protection are a little grotesque. He will stalk you from the shadows as you complete tasks for Poppy—one of the times his doughy, putty-like body comes in useful. He can sneak into small cracks and watch you progress through the factory.

DOGDAY

❀ This may be controversial, but Dogday is a top-tier guilt tripper. He will use his lack of legs to guilt you into staying with him instead of leaving the factory—even though he knows of the potential risks it brings your fragile human body.

❀ Oh, remember that one time you had to stitch him up because he was ripped open? What if that happens again while you’re gone? Who would be there to stitch him up again, and etc. He feels bad about it, but it accomplishes what he wants in the end, doesn’t it?

[bumblehoneybee]

Imagine Doey, or DogDay, or Kissy and Poppy stumbling upon Angel after finding out they're not a real person, but another of The Doctor's creations, spare parts put to use.

They sit there on their knees, documents or a tape about their creation in hand. Perhaps given by The Doctor because they just couldn't believe it.

Angst. :3

What Makes A Person

It's. . . not right.

Doey doesn't know you as well as Poppy, but he can tell you're not right, knelt on the floor in a circle of papers and photos. His reasons for coming to this place, sneaking so close to where the Doctor lies, are lost to the back of his mind.

"Hey. . ." He starts, but you turn, killing the words in his throat.

You stare at him over your shoulder, face half obscured by the ridges of your GrabPack. Your eyes are dull, not looking at him, shining in the low lights.

A TV cuts on. Doey snaps to it, hand out towards you, not that you even move as voices crackle through the old speakers. The screen is blurry, filled with static, but he can see familiar tables and tools. The scenes cut around, the table filling with more and more parts, pieces stitched together into a new, familiar shape.

When the head is added, Doey looks to you. He doesn't know what to say, mind filled with shouting and confusion. Instead, he points one stubby finger to the screen, to the body that lies there.

You face your documents, your photos, your history. The pain holds you there, bent over and forced to face it all. Not even the cool touch of dough eases the burn of humiliation that engulfs you.

Doey eases down onto the floor, carefully sinking his weight into your back. He can feel your heartbeat, fluttering and fast, and wonders if he knew the owner. Every bit of you is from someone else, someone he might have known, before all of this.

You know it too, no doubt.

It's not fun, the realization. So Doey sits through it with you, holds you down when the anger flares, and keeps you up when it melts into devastation.

And for the time, his head is quiet. Focused on you, and the grief that drowns you.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

helooorrr may i request u to write about a what if the Player dies instead of Doey, can be either strangulation (from Doey) or hypothermia, then Doey regrets it after? whhahah its okay if it makes you uncomfortable but thank you ‼️

Thats a good question, Anon! You just can't beat some good angst👌

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Doey's reaction to the players death

★ He didn't really want you to die. It was just a temporary lapse of judgment where his emotions got the better of him. In a panic Doey drops your body, now lifeless, onto the ground. The personality of Mathew shining through. "No, no, no… Please, wake up!"

★ The moment Doey realizes what he's done, a wave of horror crashes over him. The personality that lashed out quickly retreats, leaving the other two to grapple with the reality of the situation.

★ He regrets his actions, his three personalities are in turmoil, each feeling some responsibility in this tragic outcome. Jack's side is devastated, mathew is mortified at their collective failure, and Kevin is filled with a crushing sense of remorse.

★ In the fallout he clutches at his head, sobbing uncontrollably. He can't stand to be around anyone for a while after. The personalities that make his being argue and struggle to come to terms with the event.