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Celebrating the anniversary of their escape

Catnap

★ He has... mixed feelings. On one hand, he enjoys all the freedom you've given him. He doesn't regret letting you bring him with you. On the other, it's hard thinking about the things he did for the Prototype. Trying to justify the actions he felt forced to make.

★ But today isn't about feeling bad. It's about hope. Hope for a better life outside the factory. The Prototype may have set him free, but it was you who truly saved him.

★ That morning, you woke up with him in your bed. His large figure trying in vain to take up less space. His tail didn't quite fit on the mattress, instead draping across the floor.

Dogday

★ Easily the most thankful out of the four. He won't just say "thank you," he'll make you a card. Something that you can read again when he isn't by your side. When he isn't able to say so himself.

★ Most of his efforts go into pampering you. Making you feel special. Because in his eyes, you absolutely are. "How are we doing, angel?" Dogday asks. Checking in to see if there's anything he can do for you.

★ He makes it clear he wouldn't have survived this long without you. After what happened with his lower half, being torn open by catnap, he's lucky to still be alive. And so are you. Why not enjoy the peace both of you fought so hard for?

Doey

★ Surprisingly, he was quiet that day. You don't know exactly what's going on in his mind, but if you had to guess, Doey was dwelling on the toys he couldn't save. The people he couldn't save.

★ In reality, the fact a whole year has passed is what gets him. It feels like it's only been weeks, yet the calendar begs to differ. Wow. Time sure flies when you're no longer fighting for survival, huh?

★ He'd like to spend the day watching cartoons with you more than anything. With some junk food, as a treat. Whatever is playing on the TV, it doesn’t matter. Because what matters is that he’s surrounded by his friends.

Kissy

★ She insisted on helping you bake a cake. Despite only having one arm and not the best motor skills. Kissy still enjoyed herself. After finishing the batter, you let her lick the spoon. That might just be her favorite part.

★ In Kissy’s opinion, this day is far better than her birthday. On her actual birthday, she always ends up thinking too much. But today? She can actually let herself relax. It feels nice.

I’m debating if I wanna add Poppy Playtime to my fandom list. For now, if anyone has any questions or requests, I’ll try my best to respond! Drink some water and have a lovely day/night ♥️

Poppy Playtime x Reader (platonic)

You unlocked the door and entered the house, pulling off your shoes. You closed the door behind you with your foot.

“I’m home,” you announced.

Doey and Kissy popped out from the living room to greet you. You stretched your arms and placed the groceries on a nearby end table.

(That nobody asked for but I'm writing anyway.)

Parte 1- Kissy Missy, DogDay and Poppy.

Kissy Missy

-She is very shy and ends up not even responding when you introduce yourself. She also has a tendency to not look at people's faces very much and thus avoids eye contact.

-She seems to really like drawing, when you are in the room together, she always has her back to you, drawing and painting at her desk.

-Some time later you find out from other children that she seemed to have been very close to her old roommate but had become very sad when she was adopted and so until today she remained quiet and more isolated from the others.

-After finding out this you are sure that she hates you. She probably thinks that you are trying to be a substitute even though it is not your fault.

-This thought does not last long because when another child, who you had accidentally spilled juice on the day you arrived at playcare, accuses you of stealing a toy, you have no idea what to do to prove your innocence because you also didn’t want a bunch of children you did not know to go through your things.

-When the child was about to reach for your backpack, your roommate unexpectedly arrived and reached for his backpack first, taking it out and throwing a teddy bear in their face. You got nervous, like- How would you explain that you hadn't been the one who had taken it?

-Your roommate looked back and you noticed that teacher Delight was right behind you, but instead of looking at you angrily, she was staring at the other child. Surprisingly, she asked her if what Kissy had said was true. It was on camera, she couldn't deny it, the teacher reprimanded her when the child tried to pretend not to understand. Had she hidden the toy in his backpack to incriminate you and had Kissy seen everything and told her?

-From that day on, you had started following Kissy around and noticed how nice and kind she really was, even though she was still shy. She even let you have the crispiest fries at lunch!

DogDay

-You felt very happy to meet him. Even with all the nervousness of the first day and still dealing with painful memories, he made you feel at home from the very beginning.

-He always respected your personal space a lot, even though he didn't mind when you accidentally broke one of his favorite mugs. As a way to reward him for that, you snuck a book from the library and using one of the methods you had learned from eavesdropping on some other children's conversations, you and he stayed up late reading with a glass of warm milk with honey. Miss Harper had looked away when she saw you pass by the kitchen before going to your room.

-His presence made you feel very safe and his cheerful and confident personality helped you adapt easily and not feel uncomfortable in front of so many of his many friends.

-As a birthday present, you gave him a new mug. With all the knowledge and skills you had acquired from ceramics and art classes, you had put in all your effort to give him something good. Fortunately, your attempts had shown good results, the mug with small and large details related to the sun seemed to please him.

-You were a little embarrassed when he started laughing at your explanation about why you chose the designs. But it was true, if the sun was really the first thing that came to your mind when you thought about him, what could you do?

-DogDay stopped laughing and it was his turn to feel a little embarrassed (and flattered) to receive such an honest compliment when he finally realized that you were serious.

-And you were serious. It wasn't just the fake "sun" of that place, it was the real sun. All that radiant light and warm fervor genuinely reminded him of the star.

Poppy

-She was older than you so in the beginning you and her weren’t all that close, with both of you not knowing much about what to talk about.

-Poppy was also incredibly intelligent so there were several things that you had no idea what they were about that you knew she would definitely know. That's how she started helping you with some things you had difficulty with.

-She was very demanding but always explained things really well. That way you became closer.

-When your pants pocket ripped, she sewed it up for you and even embroidered the image of your favorite animal like she did for her own clothes.

I was hoping I could request some poppy playtime hurt/comfort w/ the toys from safe haven? (Dogday survived Au would be nice!)

Like... the toys realize that The Angel isn't as durable as them and can be easily wounded (and is very wounded and worn out from previous chapters lolol)

Please and Thank youuuuu!

-🍰

In my head Doey, Dogday, and all the other toys in safe haven are still alive. Safe and sound. (If not heavily traumatized.) Maybe I'll write about that little AU someday. But finishing stuff like this is all I'm worried about right now.

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Doey, Dogday, and Kissy when the Player rests in Safe Haven

★ You've been injured before. Stuck between several creatures you never wanted to meet. But believe it or not, you've never really been a fighter. The number of times you've gotten chased down is proof of this.

★ Survival isn't always about strength. It's about luck, and being too stubborn to die, not bravery. You're good at running away -really, that's your one saving grace. Along with freezing instead of flight when applicable. Because sometimes the safest choice is to just stay put.

★ When you entered the Safe Haven, you finally had enough room to breathe. Doey noticed how your hands were shaking before you passed through the threshold. "Please. You really should rest." He said with an even tone.

★ It was a tempting offer. Unfortunately for him, you weren't about to accept help lying down. Instead of relaxing, taking a nap, or trying to clean up some of your wounds, you fix your posture. And blurted out "I'm fine." Too quickly for him to believe you.

★ Dogday doesn't trust your judgement. He's only been with you for a couple hours. But it's enough time for him to tell you're lying. The question is, what's he going to do about it?

★ He asks you to help bandage his wrists. Guiding you to sit next to with him. Forcing you to let your guard down. "Angle... Could you help me with something?" Dogday asked. Husky voice laced with exhaustion.

★ Dogday doesn't actually need the help, though his small fib did get you to stop moving and sit down. Settling enough for him to get a better look at you. Analyzing the cuts and scraps that litter across your body.

★ The general consensus is that the Player needs to rest. Everybody can agree on that. A smaller Kissy even handed you something to eat, and you took it with a smile. But as soon as she left, you handed the bit of meat to Dogday. Not wanting to touch... That.

★ There isn't any way to sugarcoat it. Cannibalism became normal for them all. Without any food entering the factory, picking off each other became the only option.

★ Doey, DogDay, and Kissy are all used to it. Years of living like that does something to a person. But you've only been here for a couple days. It couldn't possibly sit right with you.

★ There's no question that you're starving. If DogDay can manage to find anything, he'll poke around for a snack. As well as pointing Doey in the direction of where some stale food might be. There has to be something left in Playcare. Plus, thanks to you, it's safer to wander around down there.

★ The smaller ones quietly argue about who's turn it is to keep watch over you. Hearing hushed voices when you're trying/pretending to be sleep.

"Do we need the Medic?"

"Shush! Let them sleep."

"They won't go back to bed if you wake them."

"Wait... Where'd Doey go?"

"He should read us a book."

★ It's actually pretty cute. The feeling of being watched used to scare you. But here? It's more than welcome. Comforting. Because that means you have someone to watch your back.

★ You’re not a threat until someone makes you one. Fear forcing your hand. But now, you're finally begun to crash. And you crash hard. All the adrenaline leaving your system.

★ That's when you found out fear was the only thing keeping you awake. Once the danger isn't right behind you, closing in, everything hits at once.

★ Your knees buckle when you try to take a step. Probably from all of the running and jumping. Your vision blurs, like the world is fading out around you. Kissy gives you a look. "What's going on over here?" Doey asks, walking past your shared tent.

Along with them getting bandages and such for the wounds, etc. They'd be crying with tears of joy and thanking their angel a lot for it

(Prototype and Doctor is dead in that forsaken factory)

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Player who helped the toys in Safe Haven escape the factory

★ After the Player brings everyone into their house, an uneasy silence fills the room only drowned out by quiet murmuring. Nobody is sure what to do. Most had forgotten the warmth of a real home, having spent so long in a hostile environment.

★ Poppy is the first to speak. "Are…are you sure we can stay?" The Player nods, their gentle smile providing the comfort everyone needs. One of the other toys shyly asks, "Do you have snacks?"

★ They are all hungry, starving even. Fortunately for them the Player has a pantry stocked up with snacks. The toys, who had been surviving on scraps, are overwhelmed by the sight of so much food.

★ Since none of the toys know how to cook, the Player takes the lead in preparing a proper meal. It's been so long since they've had actual food. Not raw, questionably sourced, meat.

★ The kitchen becomes rather crowded, with the smaller toys peeking over countertops to watch the Player cook. Doey cried when he got a plate of food all to himself. It's been so long since him and his friends could all eat there fill without worries. No empty stomachs or dirty, unwashed plates.

★ Kissy was one of the last toys to enter the kitchen. She's hesitant, her eyes darting around the room, still not fully believing that they are truly safe. she examines each item in the room, curiosity getting the better of her.

★ She can feel her body relaxing for the first time in ages. The feeling of safety and comfort is almost surreal. Several of the other toys lean on her while getting comfy after their meal. A small cuddle pile forming.

★ You hate to ruin the fun, but all of them where in desperate need of bath. You couldn't let them stay dirty. By the time everyone is done getting washed up the bath water is a murky brown and the Player has run out of towels

★ The Player tends to any wounds, applying bandages when needed. Doey helps them with the band aid part. He doesn't think it's fair for the Player to do everything alone.

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Doey, Kissy and Dogday & Player with a broken arm

Doey

★ Doey immediately notices the awkward way the player is holding their arm. He's concerned but decides to trust the Player's judgment for now. He can worry about you later.

★ When you get to Safe Haven, Doey points to your arm. "Looks like you've had a pretty bad fall, friend!" the Medic shifts his attention from Kissy to your arm. You wave him off. "It's nothing, just a scratch."

★ He doesn't believe that in the slightest. Even though you have things to do, that injury will need to be addressed. Despite the Player's best efforts, it's obvious you're in pain.

★ So, being the responsible adult person he is, Doey picks you up by your shoulders and carries you to the medic. Protest all you want, he's not letting you get out of it!

Kissy

★ She notices what happened to your arm as soon as you meet again. With concern for your well being, Kissy shakes her head and looks at Poppy, who seems more focused on her plan.

★ Even though she isn't exactly a doctor, she tries her best to remedy the situation. Her approach is to use a makeshift splint to keep the area from moving. Later, when she gets hurt, you take it off and give it to her.

★ When you finally give in and relax, she puts her good arm around your shoulders before leaning on your side. Congratulations, you're a pillow now! Can't go anywhere if she falls asleep on you. (She knows what she's doing)

Dogday

★ Dogday feels incredibly guilty for needing to be carried out of the Playhouse's prison. You struggle to stay up as the smiling critters follow behind you. Though, somehow you both made it out alive.

★ He argues with Poppy over her pushing you too much. Sure, you might be able to take it now. But what's the point if you end up dead? It's bound to happen if you aren't careful.

Can you do an afab! player who's on their period and has to stay in the safe haven due to their rlly bad cramps + the other toys could smell them bleeding

LIKE how would the other toys react? (Doey, Kissy, Poppy, Dogday because i imagine hes alive in this)

With my luck, that'd probably happen to me. Shoutout to everyone who's been caught off guard by a period. It's a struggle...

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When the (AFAB) Player starts their period

★ You were walking down the concrete path. Guided by Doey. Headed towards Safe Haven. At the time, you were solely focused on survival. Trying to not become some feral toys next meal. When a wave of sudden, sharp, pain struck you in the gut. Different from the others you've felt thus far.

★ "Shit" was all you could say. Muttered under your breath, so that nobody might hear. Oh no... Not now. Not only are you fucked, but there might be blood on your one (1) pair of pants.

★ People inside the factory don't go through what you're experiencing. Many parts of the toy's anatomy were fiddled with. You knew that. But some functions were completely removed -or mutilated. Like the need for sharp, piercing teeth. And general lack of reproductive organs. It's a completely normal biological process, just one they don't experience.

★ Doey noticed almost immediately. Because of course he does. But worry no! You're in good hands! Back in Playcare, Mathew and Keven got used to living with girls. Thankfully they know what to do.

★ You’re embarrassed. Doey brushes it off. And there's something sweet about the way he knows nothing about you. Yet still tries to help out. "Oh!" He snaps his fingers, like he’s just solved a riddle. "Now I get it! Girls get… um… monthly… things." You cringe at his words "Why didn't you say something?"

★ Second to spot something amiss was Kissy. Who watched you wince while walking to her. She tilted her head. Reaching out to paw at your sleeve. Wordlessly asking if you were alright.

★ Trying to find anything resembling a heating pad was rather difficult. You could get a hold of an empty water bottle. And you could fill up with hot water, courtesy of Safe Haven's single working microwave. Putting together a makeshift heating pack.

★ All the Safe Haven has to offer is baby tylenol and extra changes of clothes. Along with the good painkillers (the kind you need a prescription for.) Which might be overkill. But who cares?

★ You can't leave. Not right now! Not with the scent of blood clinging to you. That's how the less sane ones know it's time to eat. Doey just won't let you. Please. It's for your own safety.

★ Curled up on the floor, with a threadbare blanket to cushion the ground. You felt equal parts embarrassed and pathetic. Several smiling critters walked by. Looking you over. Deciding you'd make a good pillow.

Oh so the player has prosthetics? Probably the result of a workplace accident.

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Player with prosthetic arms

★ The player wears a long-sleeved jacket to conceal their prosthetic, slightly metallic looking, arms. The result of an accident caused by heavy machinery while working for Playtime.co. You should have died, but Dr. Harley Sawyer saw an opportunity to try something new and took it.

★ You left after that. Playtime.co gave you more than enough hush-money for you to keep your mouth shut. But you had no idea what was going on with the orphans, as you worked on the factory line.

★ It was only when you made it to Safe Haven that you let the toys see. Kissy laid down with Poppy at her side, and to you she looked cold. You made your way to her, unzipping your jacket then covering her shoulders with it as a makeshift blanket. Revealing the prosthetic arms in the process.

★ As you draped your jacket over her, the room seemed to freeze. The metallic sheen from your arms caught the light, drawing the gaze of Poppy towards you. Her eyes widened slightly. Observing the scars that led to your shoulder. Skin replaced by mettle where the damage had been unsalvageable.

★ Kissy didn't react the way you expected. Watching you intently before sharing a gaze with Poppy. The makeshift blanket seemed to comfort her as she brushed her hand brushed against your arm. There was no resentment, only a quiet understanding.

★ The other toys who called Safe Haven home gave you curios looks. Not daring to ask you about it though. You were still a stranger, someone they didn't entirely trust. Doey started to shadow you more closely after that.