#mini critters

[hopehartz]

So glad they survived and nothing bad ever happened

[rt-closetcryptic]

[plu-mo]

the true antagonist

[starshimmering]

What Now? | Poppy Playtime x Reader

Fandom: Poppy Playtime

Genres: Sad, Uplifting, Alternate Universe

Word Count: 1,786

Synopsis: You defeated the Prototype and managed to escape with both the children and the toys you saved. All of you escaped through the front doors before the factory exploded. As you all watch the factory slowly burn, one thought came to your minds: what now?

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The entire factory of Playtime Co. erupted like a volcano. Plumbing fire and smoke through the air, scorching winds roared forward along with clouds of smoke. Y/N ducked as hot air rushed over you. Some of the mini Critters and Huggies screamed from behind their bigger siblings. The roaring explosion tore through yours and everyone’s ear drums. A black fog of noxious smoke hung in the air.

Y/N shifted your gaze back at the factory. Peering through the building that was now engulfed in flames. Poppy was perched on your shoulder, her small frame contrasting with the explosive display in front of you; her eyes fixed into the burning building with a frown and clinging close to your neck. Kissy Missy stood beside you as she too watched the Play Co. factory burn ablaze.

Fragmented memories flashed in your mind as you watched the factory you thought you knew burn. All the employees you worked with during your time working there, the innocent people you befriended; the many laughs you shared with them. Knowing that they’re all gone and you’ll never get to see them again. It broke your heart.

You couldn’t find your employees and saved them.

But at least you saved all the toys and the children.

Y/N frowned as you stared straight ahead. No, you were wrong. Some of them couldn’t be saved. There were still hundreds of small toys in that factory, but you weren’t able to round any up. And of course, a much more notable absence was prominent. Ollie had betrayed you and Poppy. They turned out to be another splinter of The Prototype’s mimicry, and had died along with it.

Dogday watched beside you to your right. Bobby Bearhug, Craftycorn, Bubbaphant, Hoppy Hopscotch, Kickin, and Picky gaze at the dancing flames behind their leader. Doey observed the flaming factory with wide eyes, his giant hand placed over his chest. Boxy Boo was standing a little far from the others, keeping a safe distance from the group while watching their hell of a prison burn. Yarnaby watched the illuminating sight beside Boxy with a tilt of his head.

Mrs. Delight stood quietly next to Huggy. Her bandaged face is testament to the struggles she had endured. The absence of Barb weighed heavily in the air, a reminder of the bond they had shared amidst ten years of being alone. With a heavy heart, Mrs. Delight had relinquished the weapon, her decision fueled by the promise of freedom from the factory's oppressive walls. The memory of Y/N’s sincere apologies echoed in her mind; she had brushed them off, knowing that accidents happen in such a frantic environment.

But the pain in her back, a lingering reminder of the door that had slammed down upon her, was a constant companion. A supportive brace encircled her torso, a symbol of both her resilience and the trials she faced. Yet her spirit remained unbroken as she contemplated the future that awaited her outside those grim confines.

Mommy situated beside Mrs. Delight to the left. One of her arms had been ripped off, and her whole body would’ve been maimed had Y/N not yanked her from the shredder. She decided to help him after that; had she not been saved, she’d have been added to The Prototype’s body. The missing arm was replaced with a new one that Y/N made for her, although it wasn’t pink like the original. The new stretchable arm was black with a red hand (the one she took from Y/N) attached to it.

Catnap watched with saddened wide eyes. Compared to everyone else who knew that the Prototype was insane, Catnap genuinely believed that what he was doing was right. That staying in the factory was better now that the adults were out of the way, but then things kept getting worse and worse. Food became scarce, the factory, with no one to do maintenance, is falling apart. But he continued to cling to that hope that the thing that saved him will continue to protect him.

Then one ex-employee changes everything in one night. The tight control his savior had on his home began to wane and loosen, friends who became traitors joined his side, and yet he clung on to the false hope that his savior will protect him. Only for him to almost kill you too. It is because of the kindness of that ex-employee, revered an angel by the heretics, that he saved him, away from the grasp of the god that just betrayed you in your most vulnerable. It is that same night that the heretics win, his master has fallen, everyone is truly free.

The remains of the factory, a tormenting hell and yet...their home, burns ablaze. The sins of the evil adults cleansed by rightful fire.

But it was still his home.

Huggy was internally satisfied with what he was seeing. Sporting a bandage wrapped around his head, likely a result of an unfortunate encounter with a pipe. Like Kissy, he too was captivated by the Playtime Co. factory set ablaze. For ten years he was imprisoned in that hell hole. Following Leith’s orders with no way of fighting back his command, which extended to the Prototype.

But he didn’t have to worry about that anymore.

He was free.

This feeling extended to the bigger nightmare critters.

Baba Chops never thought this day would come. It was hers and her friends’ greatest dream: her along with every single toy in the factory, marching towards the exit; striding towards freedom that they have longed for decades. She had always thought a day like that would be nothing more than a pipe dream. Oh, how wrong she was. Had it not been for Y/N’s never ending kindness, she wouldn’t have gotten the chance to see the light of day as she is now.

“So…what do we do now?” Hoppy spoke up.

Y/N turned your head when Hoppy asked that. All the toys shifted their gaze towards you. Hope and wonder washed each toy’s countenance that extended to another. You took a deep breath.

“Well, calling a taxi is out of the question. There’s too many of you guys to fit in,” Y/N replied.

Y/N turned your gaze toward a building not too far away from the factory.

“There’s a train over to that station,” Y/N said, pointing at the faraway building. The toys followed the direction to which you pointed. “If we set it right, the tracks should take us to the direction of my home town. Once we reach our stop, we’ll have to walk to make it to my house. We’ll figure out what to do next once we get there.”

Y/N shifted your gaze back at the toys.

“I apologize if my house isn’t what you expected,” Y/N said, rubbing your nape with your hand.

"Don't apologize, Y/N. I'm sure it's not even that bad,” Poppy replied, forming a small smile. Kissy Missy nodded in agreement. “See? Even Kissy agrees with me!”

Dogday also nodded in agreement.

“Agreed. Nothing will ever be as bad as the factory, Angel,” Dogday added, smiling down at you.

Bobby stepped close to you with a happy smile.

“Dogday’s right. We’re all free now and you're here with us! That alone makes things a lot better,” Bobby chimed, her tone laced with genuine enthusiasm.

Y/N turned your head when you heavy thumps drawing close to you. You turned your head to see Doey approaching you.

“And wherever you go.” Doey stops in front of you whilst smiling down at you. “We are with you.”

Hoppy nodded in agreement. “All the way.”

All the toys surrounding you nodded in silent agreement. Y/N couldn’t help but smile at the amount of support he was receiving from your friends. You parted your mouth open, as to say something until you paused. The sudden reaction extended to the toys when all of you heard the sound of blaring sirens from far away.

“The police,” Poppy muttered under her breath.

You frantically looked between the train station and the flashing red and blue lights slowly but surely approaching your position.

“Everyone! To the train station, hurry!” Y/N shouted.

Y/N and the group surged toward the train station in a frantic dash for safety. You ran at the forefront as you propelled himself forward, arms pumping with urgency. Poppy was back perching on Kissy’s shoulder. Flanking them were the towering figures of Kissy Missy and Dogday, their immense forms a protective barrier as they cradled a little boy and girl in their arms. Both big and small toys added a whimsical yet desperate element to the scene, each one driven by an instinctual need to escape the authorities looming behind them.

Hoppy Hopscotch and Kickin Chicken sprinted behind the pair with urgency driving their every step. Hoppy cradled two unconscious girls in her arms, their small forms limp and vulnerable, while Kickin carried a little boy who appeared to be still asleep, his head resting against Kickin's feathered chest. Craftycorn, Bobby Bearhug, Picky Piggy, and Bubbaphant chased after them, their hearts pounding with a mix of concern and determination. The strong thumps of Doey’s feet echoed through the air, each clomp resonating like a drumbeat as he followed closely behind. The mini smiling critters, along with the mini Huggies, Scout, and Medic raced alongside the group, each of them pushing their limits. Trying their best to keep up with the fast-paced rescue mission unfolding before them.

Mommy Long Legs stomped heavily on the floor while keeping up the pace with Doey and the others. Bunzo Bunny clung tightly to her back, his heart racing as he fought to maintain his balance, every jolt threatening to send him tumbling off. PJ Pug-a-Pillar darted alongside them, his agile movements allowing him to nimbly speed past the spider toy. Yarnaby and Pianosaurus raced together behind the frantic trio, their breaths coming in quick gasps as they pushed themselves to escape the looming danger. The little nightmare critters found a precarious refuge on the vibrant, rainbow-furred back of the toy animal, clutching desperately as the world around them blurred with speed. Huggy and the bigger nightmare critters charged at the rear of the group, their determination evident as he matched strides with Cat-Bee and Candy Cat.

Mrs. Delight was also running at the rear close to Huggy. She pumped her arms and kicked her legs as she trailed after the others to the train station.

You didn’t know what future will be from here on out. But you and the toys you’ve adopted will face it.

Together.

[zhabun]

- You and Dogday named the mini critter you keep Mini because he's smaller than the other mini critters for whatever reason. - This is just some practice lol

[icdrawings]

Bigger body survivors au by me

Seems like Dogday has some competition

[hiwelcometothemonstersancturary]

if i spend one (1) (um) more minute working on this i'm never going to post it, so!!!! here's my design/overall thoughts for the player character, aka the Angel! They're just a tired dad/mom/parent who feels too guilty for their own good. After saving everyone they called the authorities because they had no idea how to take care of everyone's injuries. Has a savior complex, probably, and HATES being in big groups of people but someone has to deal with the media after they got all the toys out of Playtime Co. Trying their best to keep everyone happy!

My Angel has a birth mark on their face. It's mostly visual and has no impact on their health, except for other kids bullying them when they were younger. Angel likes nature and has been trying to introduce the toys to other animals. So far, Mommy Long Legs attempted to eat five insects, and Catnap succesfully managed to swallow a whole toad.

The only other person who's helping Angel with being a parent to +80 toys is... Well.

The Prototype himself.

It's as complicated as it sounds.

[mumatsi]

say hello to my kids

[ilikepptandotherstuffs]

The doctor will be saved in my au though he will be punished how you may ask he has to deal with everyone annoying him

Kicken:hey TV man

The doctor: (the longest sigh you have ever heard) what...

Hoppy: AHHH

Bobby: AHHH

Kicken: AHHH

Bubba: AHHH

Craftycorn: AHHH

Picky:AHHHHH why are we screaming AHHH

Crafty: to annoy him AHHH

Huggy and the minis : (confused head tilt then joins in)

Doey: (starts playing rick roll music)

The doctor: (looking at the others for help) pls help

Catnap: (smirking in amusement not helping him)

Dogday: nah you'll be fine

Mommy: (plotting to annoy him even more while smirking evily)

The doctor: god dam it

[eveningcreative]

I don’t like how I drew this sketch-.-"

But it’s so cute and sadToT

[midnight-nexus]

Thoughts about the toys & bigger bodies aging

Okay so, I've decided to ramble about this because I've been thinking about it and I want to post about some headcannons I have that are influenced by the aging thing.

So, I know that there is a bit of conflict between people about whether the toys age or if they're stuck as immortal kids and I decided to share my thoughts on their ability to age and my reasoning.

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Okay so, to start I don't think that its a clear cut everyone ages or everyone doesn't; I think that the majority of the bigger bodies (e.g. Mommy, Dogday, Doey) were made with the intention for them to continue to age mentally, this is because they were used as caretakers of a sort and it makes more sense to have them age in order to watch over the kids and be able to deal with issues that might come up. I think that they would have attempted to induce amnesia and condition the BBs to be their characters though, in order to control them as they grew; I do think this had varying results though, with it being effective on the critters, in-effective on Mommys hatred of adults(but otherwise effective) and in-effecting on Doey altogether.

I don't think this goes for every BB though! For characters like Bunzo, PJ and Yarnaby I don't think they were allowed to age and may have even regressed to a younger mentality from their transformations. It is much easier to train a terrified child to be a background character or pet than someone who grows and can understand how much more powerful they are than those around them. I also think a few of the BB critters may have stayed as children too, like Crafty and Hoppy, not to say that they were like 6 or something but they didn't age past when they were made.

For the mini toys I think that they were made to stay as children for the most part, other than a few abnormalities; but after they started to make so many of them, I think they started to select a few who would be medium toys/Carers (A bit bigger than the minis but nowhere near as big as the BBs) and they would allow them to age to their teens before stopping their aging; however they do it. These toys would then be used as caretakers to manage the mini toys so that playtime wouldn't need to hire people to do so instead. Kinda like how in the military they delegate command to a sergeant or whatever to keep order but everything has to go through higherups? Don't know if I'm explaining it well.

I think that this makes sense as an overall idea as well, because if you look through the chapters you'll notice that the younger kids (based on this) all flock to BBs that are able to age; Mommy with bunzo, pj and whoever else, Catnap with the feral minis, and Doey with safe haven. They all became the Parent/Leader/Oldest and so, in charge of the younger kids even if they weren't kind or caring. This is something that you can see in scared or lost kids, with them running to an adult for help, only due to their situation there isn't really anyone who can help like they need it (Doey being the exception as far as I can tell).

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Some people wont agree with this idea and that's fine but it is how I personally see it and my art stuff will be following this idea.

Gonna focus on Doey next and explain how he works in this... AU? I guess? There isn't anything that goes against cannon so... I don't know what to call it; but whatever, next up is the dough guy and the intricacies of him and how he works and how the doughboys in him work cos I wanna talk about them.

Oh and if anyone has any questions go ahead and ask! I don't mind and I'd love to ramble about this stuff!

[eggonicayto]

!!POSSIBLE POPPY PLAYTIME CHAPTER 4 SPOILERS!!

I LOVE THEM SM THEYRE SO CUTE

[rt-closetcryptic]

Silly work doodles inspired by a comment on my Twitter!

[plu-mo]

chronically stupid

bonus

why did i color these

[sirensea14]

The best part of the game ngl (excluding the ending)

My review

For the whole chapter itself, not as scary as ch3 that gave me the real chills, but the game really got me at the ending and im reallllly piqued at whats abt to come next

And my liked and disliked things at the game are:

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The good things done from this chapter are doey himself; his backstory his designs, voicelines, and voices—albeit i thought of it as a bit cringy, kissy (oh u sweet lil gal, i hope ur alive), the purple hand still intact (my favorite), blue and red hands reunion, the ending itself [wont drop it here lol its so good imo] , the npc mini critters and mini huggies (RIP the only kickinchicken mini critter who wasnt hostile), poppy's true colors, ollie, and ofc—LIMOUN. Also I dont wanna forget the riley kid from the notes at the beginning.

And the bad things? Yarnaby. Or should i say... Cringy-by. He is literally the manifestation of cringe. I will not elaborate. And wasted potential of pianosaurus (heck, why does he even have a commercial if he'll just have a minute of screentime?), stella "hypocrite" grayber

Yep, im still in this fandom broskis

[ask-the-critters-survival-au]

Bobby! Kill one of em as revenge to satiate your hunge- oh never mind the indigo cat is here...

Oh no the purple cat is here

I TOLD YOU TO WATCH HER.

C-Catnap, please, they were just hungry-

SILENCE. I WILL DEAL WITH YOU ALL LATER. COME.