A young man dies on Earth for pushing a stroller out of the way of a speeding car driven by a wanted mad scientist now is reborn in the Monster Hunter world as a rider to be of Hakrum Village along with Lute, Cheval, Lillia, Mille, Hyoro, and Navairou to become the next generation of riders, but peaceful times are about to come to an end a black mist is infecting monsters causing them to go on a rampage and the mad scientist that caused Austin his death is in this world doing his experiments on monsters. Discliamer: I don't own Monster Hunter, Monster Hunter Stories Ride On, any images, or vidoes used in this fanfic all rights go to Capcom and the creators.

(Original art by Zion-The-Storyteller) Ten years ago, the Hour of Joy turned a toy factory into a nightmare. The Critters, once cheerful mascots meant to comfort children, weren't killed by Catnap - they were spared. The Prototype saw value in them. Twisting their minds, he turned them into loyal disciples of his growing cult. All except one. Labeled a heretic, he was cast out... and the others were made to forget him. There was only one human child to survive the Hour of Joy. Ten years have passed, but the trauma never left him- the smiling faces, the screams, the ones you couldn't save. Life moved on. He didn't. Then one day, a mysterious letter arrives. A chance to return. A chance to end it. A chance to bury your demons once and for all. But when memories come back to life... so do the monsters.

After years of working for this place you return to find your close friends and or loved ones to see if they are ok or still there to see if they even still remember you as you descend into the dark and the dust welcome home Mr.L/N

Y/n has always been the quiet orphan-too soft, too heavy, too easy to overlook. At Playtime Co., the only ones who ever made her feel wanted were the Smiling Critters... and Dogday, the sunshine that kept her alive when her own heart couldn't. But during the Hour of Joy, everything rots. Dragged deep below into the Prototype's territory, Y/n is trapped with the other orphans-until the red gas meant to erase them... doesn't. She wakes up. Alone. Breathing. And if the factory wants her silent, it picked the wrong girl-because she's getting out... and she's finding Dogday. Even if she has to tear the dark open with her bare hands. With the help of new ally's, and the horror of enemies, Y/n will not give up to find Dogday and the other smiling critters, and maybe put a stop to Playtime Co overall. WARNING: I do not own Poppy Playtime, it's characters and Story, they belong to the characters. This is purely Fanfiction, none of the stuff I'm writing has happened in the game that involves Y/n, the Smiling Critters, or in the whole Playtime Co over all. There will be cursing, blood, violence, pure gore and horrer, Romance, and sensitive topics with Mental health, weight, and suicide mentions. If that stuff triggers you then PLEASE DO NOT READ. Thank you for reading my story, and I will update this as much as I can.

As the title says it is YOU that is displayed in Poppy Playtime. You= Y/N Gender/pronouns= She/Her + includes chap 2

"She's a total hazard! But boy, she'll sweep ya' off your feet!" ______________________ In which Charlie sees an old friend of hers who happens to run a powerful bakery ______________________ Oc! x Hazbin Hotel

The sequel to Our Angel of Salvation and a part of the Poppy Playtime Salvation universe. With the horrors of Playtime Co. behind them, Gabriel and his many kids are now navigating a new life together as a family.

when Lincoln loud dies, instead of waking up in heaven, he ends up in hell shocked by this, Lincoln now has to navigate his life here, as secrets are discovered and bond's are made, what will Lincoln's life be like now

"You rejected me and when you finally did accept my feeling, you broke it like it was nothing. You royals are nothing but assholes." -Y/n Warnings: Slight +18 +18 Blood Stalking Murder

You were at home doing a dangerous stunt and you accidentally crashed into a window and hurting yourself but you're mom was mad at you and decides to put you up for adoption and so you went to playtime corporation At the same time you were feeling the trade because of this but you didn't mind it but at the age of 13 you were adopted by your aunt by the time you left the hour of joy started