Raggedy Stories

On May 11th, 1981, Bob Marley had stated his final goodbye's to the world, as he departed from this to the next. 'ＭＯＮＥＹ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＢＵＹ ＬＩＦＥ.' Jenny lives by this. Thrives by this. She also loves rainbow sherbert, the king of all ice-cream. In the midst of splattering her favorite frozen treat all over a mystery man inside his expensive hot rod, she's taken on a bumpy roller coaster ride that only gets more jacked up as it goes on. Through fun in games, there is, of course, the psycho with the knives, and the old man with the guns, but none of that ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ matters. What does matter is how you spend your time and who you spend it with. (Right?) Whatever. Can no one get ice-cream in peace anymore?! - - - - - - - (permanently paused lol sorry this will not be finished)

Basically you ask what type of scenario you want with a character from this movie and I'll write it :) Most of y'all are Raggedy Andy simps so I'm guessing you want a Raggedy Andy x Reader right?? Also uh this book is kinda dead.. 😐

This AU shows the ever-so lonely Doctor, the Winchester boys, a couple of angels, and a consulting detective and his partner as ~all normal teen boys, minus the Time Lord~ teenagers put to test in a house where the host, the house itself, tries to make them conform to what it believes is their destined way of life. No one can leave until the actions they were meant to fulfill have been done and their way of thinking is changed for the 'better reality'. Who conforms, and who doesn't?

A doctor who fanfiction about amy nod the doctor, please rate and comment what you thought! It's a short one, mostly a tester, I can continue if you guys want in a part two but it will be in a separate book ;) enjoy!

When Red, an abandoned toy gets taken home to a new playroom, he is extremely on edge. What if this turns out like the last house, full of broken dolls and a constant fight? Will it be the same?

I discovered a couple movies and, I'm gonna be frank with you here, I r e a l l y like 1977 Andy. So, in a sort of celebration for this discovery and in sadness for there being a lack of Raggedy Andy fanfictions, I'm presenting you with this! I do not own the cover art.

"I never know how, I just know who" [The Doctor in this story is based off of the Eleventh Doctor]

When Marcella leaves Andy at the park it is up to Raggedy Ann and her friends to find him!

I'm a bout to kill myself⛵️

Amy Pond's best friend; Alice Cooke, has been told everything about the Doctor but has never met him. One day, Amy goes missing, desperate to find out where her best friend has gone, Alice seeks the Doctor. As the Doctor and Ali grow closer, many secrets about Alice's past unfold. Alice and her boyfriend see everything that Amy and Rory saw. Huge changes take place in their life, all because of one phrase the Doctor always says to Alice: "You Clever, clever girl"

Based off a true story... Somewhat. Follow the journey of Thunder, a Gelert Neopet plushie who got taken far away from home due to a carless mistake from his owner. Upon arrival in his new home he meets 2 friendly rag dolls named Raggedy Ann and Andy, who try and convince him that he'll have a wonderful time living with his new friends, but Thunder's not so sure. His heart aches to go back home to his real family again, his owner must miss him so much, but what can one little toy really do about? (Thunder is a character inspired by a real Neopet plushie I had when I was young who I lost in a Dollar Store. I loved that little guy so much and it broke my heart to lose him, so there's a lot of real emotion attached to this one lolz. This story takes place around 2009 to 2012-ish? That's about the time I remember losing him. All artwork is drawn by me. The reason why I describe Thunder as being all yellow in the story is because I wanted him to resemble the plushie I lost irl, the reason why he looks different in the artwork is because I am an artist first and I think that character design is more fun to draw. So same character, just different looks.)

Raggedy Ann and Andy run against each other for president and intense shit goes down. Also this takes place in a world where the events of Helluva Boss, the band Ghost, and Raggedy Ann and Andys Musical Adventure all exist in the same universe. This is literally just a crack fic none of this is serious this whole idea came from a weird game of gartic phone so don't go thinking that I genuinely think Andy is homophobic or that any of them would run for office. (The things said in this do not reflect my own beliefs, i'm just being a "silly guy" as they say.)

This is going to be my ugly mug.

Before the Wolf leaves the dolls in the Grisly Woods, Andy offers to remove his collar.

Mini Poems: poems that don't take up more than a wattpad page. This is a book of mini poems, with topics that include: -tortured love -one-shot imaginations -a description of the little things in everyday life -confessions of what bothers my mind. Most-to-all of these are in freestyle and do not rhyme, because I feel like I skew the meaning of the poem if I try to rhyme...it's not a natural quality to my poems, so I'd just rather not attempt that. There's an eventual journey into much of my mind if you read far enough. Thread with careful step, reader, because you'll end up looking into my soul. With much love to my torturer, who doesn't even know, this one's for you and me <3 Oh and yes, this book is finished, because it is filled with exactly 100 poems! Exciting, right?

When you grow old... The old woman was one of those increasingly rare few who lived to see well past a hundred years and well aware of her silent watcher always behind, patiently waiting. Oh, how she ached for the strength youth brought physically, emotionally, and mentally... "You keep forgetting even though you've been visiting me more and more lately." The little girl lightly giggled, hugging a raggedy white teddy bear to her chest. "Silly old grandma..." "It's your bedtime." The watcher spoke in a soft, stolid voice. "Goodnight, Jane Doe." "Goodnight." The old woman and the little girl chorused, eyes closing. (A short story born from one of my tries at a diatribe of the unequality and unfairness of life and time, my nervosity of aging and death, and my liking of personification and symbolism.)

A doll-murderer has been going around the playroom and causing panic and stress for all the playroom toys. Fortunately, the strongest, toughest, most terrific guy in the whole house has stepped up to try and crack the case before everyone he knows is gone and too much cotton has been spilt on the hardwood floor. With the help of his friends, his older sister, and his detective skills from a game of Murder Mystery with Marcella's cousins, can he solve the case and rid the toys of this trouble-maker before it's too late?

This is the story of Amelia. From the beginning. Where the raggedy man obsession started.