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yep, this is doctor and Lily lovebarids ship :)

"Everyone thinks the staff disappeared 10 years ago. We're still here. FIND THE FLOWER." 🌺 (Y/n) "Angel" (L/n) returns to Playtime Co. after 10 years, but, they're not here to discover the truth about what happened. No. They're here for their own...selfish...reasons. If only they knew what kind of horrors would await them once they arrive... • Poppy Playtime (C) Mob Entertainment • Cover (C) amberluvsbugs

"Is it truly an injustice to remove one's identity if nobody will never remember who they once were?" Experiment 1340: The Player. As the prototype version of unpaid warehouse labor, this experiment is Playtime Co.'s best shot at driving down employee costs throughout the factory. Its appearance is kid-friendly, blends into the background, and the best part? Its only desire is to make others happy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the events and characters derived from Mob Entertainment's game "Poppy Playtime". This is an alternate universes, so expect many deviations from the canon. Although I cannot promise that I will follow the canon to the letter, I can assure you that there will be NO SHIPS. Everything is platonic, so you can breathe easy. All art is created by me, though it is referenced from the source material. Please request permission if you want to create a translated version or transcribe this story to other websites.

(This story is about Maric and Timmy. where they somehow got into poppy playtime) Note: That the non remake one is bad. Like... I want to question myself at that point, when I do the story. (The cover of this story, was made by me, And the other picture in my story aren't mine. But some of it is mine. And credit to mob entertainment.) Warning: strong language, like f boom, etc, so please who ever under 15, don't read this. And if i do like.. mispronounced or something, forgive me because English isn't my first language. ==================================== The future year is 2025 After Maric and Timmy. later that night, when they were sleeping, at each house. A Mysterious Portal opens in bottom of the floor and gets sucked in back in time into the year 1989. After they got suck by the portal. They start question themselves. But they wasn't just time travel to the past... But to specific universe... ==================================== This story is inspired by: Through the Seer's eyes By Eclipse_blitz

Dogday had once been a captive in the cruel world of dogfighting, sold to callous individuals who thrived on violence. Despite his strong build and fierce exterior, he longed for a life free from the horrors of the pit. His fate took a dramatic turn when a whimsical purple cat named Catnap appeared on the scene, accompanied by determined police officers and a team of SWAT members. Together, they launched a daring operation to dismantle the fighting rings and liberate the dogs, rescuing Dogday and many others from their bleak existence. Catnap, with his vibrant fur and playful demeanor, brought Dogday to a cozy home filled with warmth and companionship, sharing the space with his caring girlfriend and an eclectic group of furry friends. Yet, despite his newfound safety, Dogday remained cautious and skeptical. Trust did not come easily for him after the traumas he had experienced. Everything changed when he met Craftycorn, a kind-hearted female unicorn struggling with a grave illness caused by kidney failure. With her shimmering coat and gentle spirit, Craftycorn resonated with a familiarity that stirred something deep within Dogday. As they bonded over their trials, he felt the walls around his heart begin to crack. Would this brave unicorn, facing her own battles, be the key to helping Dogday reclaim the joy he had lost? As Dogday worried about Craftycorn's fate, he found himself torn between despair and hope. Would she receive the new kidneys she desperately needed to embrace life once more, or would he have to face the possibility of losing yet another friend? In the depths of his uncertainty, Dogday began to understand that perhaps trust could be built through shared struggles, giving him the courage to open up and heal alongside Craftycorn. Characters belong to Poppy Playtime

Platonic and Romantic! NO LEMONS SOME OF THESE ARE CHILDREN!!! I do not own Poppy Playtime and the photos used do not belong to me! Requests are still open, but it may vary on when it's completed!

When you return to the factory you once worked at, memories begin to surface- some good, some better left forgotten. The halls feel strangely familiar, carrying echoes of the past you thought you had already moved on from. But what you didn't expect was to encounter someone from that past. Someone you used to know. Someone you once called a friend... even if he would never agree with that title. Now the factory isn't empty like you thought it was, and the past you tried to leave behind is waiting for you. After all, some things never truly disappear and some people never forget you. [Art cover made by myself] ⚠ TRIGGED WARNING: Story contain Blood, gore, Violence, horror, suggestive themed and other stuff.

After ten years of hiding in the shadows following the hour of joy, an employee finally enters the factory, catching your interest. Will you befriend him and guide the clueless employee through the darkness? Or will you finish the job before someone else can?

this is oneshots, headcannons and possibly mini long storys

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Henry Taylor, an orphan at Playtime, has been turned into a giant blue toy in some bizarre experiment.

my name is Victoria I don't remember much about my life all I know is I was part of the orphanage of playtime co and some how I got out of there by the help from someone . but now I got a letter from mysterious stranger saying that they are still here who ever they are , I go back to the abandoned playtime Co factory what would I find there answers or answers about my past

A retelling/reimagining of Poppy Playtime based on the events of Poppy Playtime Chapters 1 through 5. The story follows a young adult man in his mid-to-late 20's by the name of Cameron Wallace, who interned at the Playtime Co. toy factory over a decade ago as a teenager due to his father, Patrick Wallace, working there as well. After the mysterious disappearance of the staff just days after he and his father left, Cameron receives a lead over a decade later that his former co-workers may still be alive but trapped within the factory. Following the clues left to him, Cameron returns to the abandoned Playtime Co. factory once more to see if he can solve the mystery of what happened on August 8th, 1995, as well as what was going on within the factory that led to his father's suicide years after their departure from Playtime. (This story, like the original game, may describe unsettling topics. Take caution while reading.)

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Ollie had a life before becoming Elliot Ludwig's Prototype. But what kind of kid was he? And how did he adapt to his new life as "the prototype"?

𝙰 𝙿𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚏'𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 ▌║█║▌│║▌│║▌║▌█║| ▌│║▌║▌│║║▌█║▌║█ ▌║█║▌│║▌│║▌║▌█║| ▌│║▌║▌│║║▌█║▌║█ 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝, 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 - 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. [𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 - 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜] [𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃: 𝙿𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙼𝚘𝚋 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚖𝚎!!] [𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝!]

(A/N) as new information changes the timeline and lore I will update chapters to make it as lore accurate as possible. Yet another Playcare nurse quits because of the misbehaving children. Yet Elliot Lugwig comes up with a new nurse almost instantly.

˚.🦴𓄧 ༝ ❝𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕- 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎- 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒎- 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ـــــــــﮩ٨ـ 𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑹𝑬 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬.❞ 𓍼ོ♱⃓ ༘. ⋅୧ 🧷‧₊˚.. 🥩🦴⋅୭ 10 long years. It had been an entire decade since you had last worked as a child apprentice of sorts at the esteemed Playtime CO. factory. 10 long years since you had been suddenly 'fired' on unclear grounds and sent away- only for any news of your coworkers- or any of the children you helped take care of to disappear entirely. It was almost as the factory itself had ceased to exsist- which would make no logical sense, considering how famous some of Playtime's toys were. But time has always had its strange way of passing rather quickly. You were now in your early adulthood- the faded memories of the small errands you'd run for 'official' employees and the time you'd spent comforting the orphans slowly coming back after you received a strange envelope in the mail... the contents beckoning you to come back... Wasn't the factory demolished anyway? You had recently transferred to a new school a few towns over- a strange school called "Paper School," which was much more ironically full of paper people- who seemed to be very interested in you. Was curiosity truly wort

The Smiling Critters and Smiling Critters never really got along especially there leaders Dogday and Baba chops because Dogday was a bit scared but he tried to of here and Baba chops fought the Smiling critters were spoiled and only cared for themselves but little did they know that there lives would change forever. The characters belong to mob entertainment

A little child named Angie was blind, sensitive, and kind. Angie was wandering around the Playtime Co. factory and she became trapped inside the building and she wanted to go home, but the factory won't let her go home and she had to help the other living toys in this factory and finding the terror secrets of Playtime Co..... Angie was scared and confused, she was pushed deeper into the undiscovered depths of the Playtime Co. factory, far below anything the world knew. Will the little child escape the horrors hidden within Playtime Co., or will she succumb to the terror? "Survival isn't guaranteed. Fear is.''