Poppyplaytimexreader Stories

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!

Having power is a big responsibility. Having power over Playtime Co.'s experiments is also a big responsibility. And that's why you need to know how to use that power. They've already suffered so much. It's time to give them a break. And as their supervisor, you have the power to do it.

You are a Smilling Critter that the Prototype has taken fond of. You are the only living being that he won't kill, only because you are so small, helpless and most importantly, useful. NSFW will be marked with 🍋 Absolutely no minors allowed!

your friend dare you to go grab an old dolly from an old abandoned warehouse, little did you know there was a tall blue monster waiting. (these are not my charators, they are from MOB games, and of course (y/n) is you )

˚.🦴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

all he remembers is those eyes. ~ when you return to a toy factory lost in time and horrors, you find your old buddy in worse shape than you left him in. ~ this is a huggy wuggy x reader/player platonic story. extremely fluffy and sweet (minus the horror aspect). the lowercase lettering is on purpose- i feel like for such a sensitive story line and backstory that its a more melancholy form of writing- serene, even. please enjoy, i'll be taking my time on this story, so please excuse few and far updates. -sugar

this is an AU where reader After Saving DogDay he starts seeing them as a God and doing everything they want or need including...getting rid of some "problems"...but the more the days past in that hellpit the more weirder and creepier DogDay becomes "That's not the same cute and sweet Puppy he used to be...something's wrong...i have a bad feeling about this...and i feel i might be next..."

This story is for the wuggies of Poppy Playtime! That includes Huggy Wuggy, Kissy Missy, and the smaller wuggies! Requests aren't open!

⌲ a collection of various huggywuggy and reader scenarios. ₊ all ideas written in this ficbook (except for the requested ones) were all made up by yours truly. enjoy! ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ [ REQUESTS ARE NOW CLOSED ] !! rewriting, slow updates. ━━━━━━━━━━ poppyplaytime and its characters including huggywuggy, belongs to the MOBGAMES (enchantedmob & zamination) ⸙ book cover made by me. + art cover taken from pinterest.

This is a non-canon sequel to my story "The Monster We Were." I recommend reading that first if you haven't already. English isn't my first language. Please be kind.

Story ideas about Poppy Playtime that ya'll can use whenever you like.

How Do I Escape?, your Thoughts As You Run Towards The Dark Corridor Your Child Like Body Can't Keep Up, The Feeling of Dozing Off Was Far too strong, Your Eyes Begun To Close As You Heard your Footsteps getting heavier and Heavier, . . . . . . . until . . . . the Feeling Of The Cold Floor Touches Your skin, . . . . . . wake up

A woman turned into a doll discovers the monster ruling the factory is the boy she lost thirty years ago - and he doesn't remember her at all.

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.

You were adopted by the one and only, Founder and CEO of Playtime Corporation-- Elliot Ludwig. He was a loving father until his disappearance. He'd show you the toys in their first initial figured and your approval means placing them in the market. You adored your adoptive father and he adored you back. The will is in your hands. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ -', (🄽🄾🅃🄴) ꒱ ↷🖇🥛 • 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙤𝙗 𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 • This is a Male! Reader × Poppy Playtime because I don't see alot of it. • This doesn't follow the story. • English is not my first language, (expect wrong grammars or spellings). • Don't like? Don't read. • PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS.

Smiling Critters oneshots, fanfics, etc. I take requests(I'll update this whenever I'm not taking them) [I'm not currently taking requests ^_^]