Doctor Anon: Mr. Ring A Ding. It Is Time For Your Daily Vaccination. Now Hold Still.

I took the guys' design from monika-fan.

And I won't always draw black and white comics, I hope I'll have time to get to "colored" ideas.

There's a lot of studying going on.

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❝ You recount the days where DogDay displayed dog-like behavior. ❞ (x)

Art in title card created and owned by @dogddays

Word count: 8,260

Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, All characters are written as ADULTS, Dog-like behaviors, ghosts and spectral beings, romantic fluff, platonic fluff, chapters can be read as being either romantic or platonic, angst, minor angst

Chapters: 26/26

Status: Completed

Chapter 1: Head Tilts

Sitting comfortably at the living room coffee table, you helped Poppy with her makeup. You were particularly proud of yourself as you had finally found porcelain safe paint, and with it you decided that she could use a new touch up.

She sat comfortably before you, her eyes were shut as you painted some eyeliner on her. You were thankful that the paint you had bought was quick to dry, as you both knew that neither of you wanted to sit here for hours to watch it dry.

“How's that look, Poppy?” You asked, extending a hand mirror to her.

You watched as she examined your work, she had a slight cat eye liner on either eyelid, which, whenever her eyes opened helped to accentuate those baby blues of hers.

“It looks beautiful~!” She gasped, a sound of pure delight leaving her lips.

You smiled, happy to hear that she was satisfied with your work.

“Alright, how about…-” you paused, examine the remaining paint vials. “-we do your nails?” You offered.

“Ooh! I've never had my nails painted before, sure!”

You nod, “What color do you want them to be? We have-...”

Poppy listened as your voice trailed off, listing the remaining colors that were left: black, blue, red, orange, pink, maroon and purple.

You watched as she frowned before turning to you, “Do I have to choose just one?”

You cocked a brow back, “Who said it had to be just ONE?”

Poppy giggled, “I'd like Red, Black and blue. Please!”

“Coming right up!”

As you worked on Poppy’s small nails, you two heard the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching.

You couldn't spare a glance up as you worked so you spoke up; “Kissy?”

“No, it's just me, Angel.” Replied DogDay

You nodded, “Ah! Welcome back, how was laying outside in the sun like?”

“Warm~” He cooed, a lazy grin decorated his lips.

You nodded, “I'm glad…” and felt your voice trail off slightly as you focused on painting Poppy's nails just how she liked it.

DogDay approached the two of you, his head was tilted to the side curiously, “What're you two doing?”

“Painting my nails~” gleamed Poppy.

DogDay quietly watched on, his eyes watching as your skillful fingers decorated her impossibly small nails.

“That… looks like fun.”

“It is!” Exclaimed Poppy, “You should try it!”

“Unfortunately he can't, Poppy”

“Why not?”

You pause your work and motion to his hands, “He doesn't have nails”

DogDay looks down at his hands and takes notice of that fact, his brain brings back faint memory of his companions- The Smiling Critters- and how, out of all of them, there were only two with claws and that was Bobby Bearhug and CatNap.

“That's fine-” Poppy's voice pries DogDay from his thoughts, forcing him to look back at the two of you.

“-we can just get him a shiny new collar! Something with his name and a new brighter sun on it.” She suggests.

DogDay watches as Poppy analyzes her now dry nails, she seems quite satisfied.

You turn to DogDay, with an eyebrow raised in question.

“That depends on you, pup.” You tell him, “I won't buy you one if you won't wear it.”

You watch as he takes a moment to think it over, his head leaning to the side just as before.

“I think…” he paused briefly, “I think I'd like that.”

“You sure?”

He nods, “It would be a great way to celebrate my new life.” He offers and you nod, smiling softly.

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Chapter 2: Showing teeth

“{Grrrr…}”

He growled, the noise was low and quite intimidating, especially given the size of the creature of which said noise emitted from.

But you knew him better than anyone else, this was nothing more than just a show.

He's all bark and no bite, especially not for you.

“Don't you DARE growl at ME, mister!!” You exclaimed, “You fucking stink!! You need to be cleaned!”

You watched as Kissy Missy approached him with an apprehensive step forward. On one hand she had a comically large sponge and in the other a bucket of soapy water.

DogDay took yet another step back and reared himself up to appear bigger despite being on all fours.

“{Grrrr!!!}”

The growl that came out from his throat was much deeper now, and the two of you watched as he bared his teeth at you both.

Kissy took a step back and growled in return as if to tell him to ‘back off!’.

You couldn't help but facepalm and sigh frustratedly into your hand.

“DogDay- Oskar- PLEASE-!!” You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration, “-just let us clean you and get this over with and I promise you'll get treats.”

You watch as he momentarily lets down his guard, his tail twitching slightly as it wags for a moment before returning back to normal.

“Movie night.” You hear him declare.

“What?” You ask, confused, “What did y-?”

“Movie night-” he parrots, “-and I get to choose.”

You sigh, nodding, “Okay…”

“And-” he starts again, but you watch as he hesitates for a moment, pausing for a moment.

“And?” You egg him on.

“Aaand…” he paused briefly, “...treats?”

You nod, “Yes, you'll get whatever treat you want; belly rubs, snacks, cuddles- you name it. BUT FIRST-” you motion to your own sponge and bucket of soapy water, “-you HAVE to get cleaned. You are NOT tracking anymore mud throughout the house!!”

Behind DogDay lays the chaotic wake of giant mud stains on the hardwood cabin floor. Poppy is not far behind, standing atop a nearby stool looking at the large cabin with a disapproving shake of the head.

“This place is a whole mess, now!” She whined

“Yes, and Kissy and I are going to have to clean it up!!”

You watched as Kissy nodded alongside you, the sounds of a disapproving growl leaving her.

You watched as DogDay finally approached you two, hopping into the bathtub with his tail tucked between his legs.

“Make it quick?” He asked

“Oh no, sir, we're taking our sweet ass time getting you cleaned.” You added.

DogDay watched with a frown as Kissy Missy seemingly ‘giggled’, a playful hand placed over her lips in response to your comment.

And with that DogDay couldn't help but let out a frustrated huff as he felt the still warm soapy water splash down onto him, turning him sopping wet as you two worked diligently at getting him cleaned…

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Chapter 3: Biting

You watched from your place on the grass as Kissy Missy held the large heavy rope of twine in her hands steady as the large canid at her feet bit down on it hard.

You could hear him growl as Kissy Missy tried to shake the rope loose from his grasp.

In doing so, she would on occasion, raise the rope over his head and hold it there as DogDay held on, his front paws lifted up in the air as he sat on his hind legs, clinging on.

You heard Poppy snort beside you, “He really is just like a dog, isn't he?” You roll your eyes and glance over to her.

“What?!” She giggled

“Seriously?” You chuckle, motioning to him, “It's in his name, Poppy”

You watched as she burst out in a small fit of laughter and you could help but shake your head, as an amused smile formed on your lips.

Turning back to the scene from before, you now watched as Kissy Missy dragged DogDay around by the end of the rope as the other lazily clung on by the teeth.

It would seem that at some point, DogDay had lost all strength to hold on as he soon let go and was left on the grass panting, his tail wagging at a million miles per hour as he stared at Kissy Missy.

You watched your large pink furred friend clap her hands in glee as she approached the large canid and rubbed his face and belly. Practically praising him for holding on for so long.

“I didn’t know you liked tug of war, sweetheart.” You commented, watching as DogDay turned to face you.

“It’s fun!!” He panted out, clearly tired out from all the energy he had spent.

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Chapter 4:

And learn she did, though it was difficult at first for her to understand the keys, she soon began to get a hang of it and once she’d gotten a firm grasp on how to play the child sized wooden piano, she would grace your ears with songs all too familiar from your childhood.

“🎼♩♪ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭…”

It would seem that this time it was “London Bridge is Falling Down” to shine in the spotlight.

You sat comfortably some ways away from Poppy on the couch reading a book with DogDay’s head resting on your lap, currently he was knocked out, resting after a long day.

Kissy Missy sat across from you on the floor, currently solving one of your one hundred puzzle piece puzzles, she had gotten about halfway with it.

The more that Poppy played, the more you felt DogDay stir beneath you, thinking it was a nightmare you pet him, massaging his scalp with the pads of your fingers. Silently hoping that the gesture was enough to calm him.

When out of the blue, a low sound that steadily rose in pitch emitted from DogDay.

“{OoOoOooOooOooOooo!}”

A howl! It was a howl! He was howling!

Surprised by the sudden revelation, you checked to see if he was sleeping but was greeted by a lazy smile.

You chuckled as you kissed the top of his head and listened as he continued on with his howling.

“Are you singing along to Poppy’s playing?”

The thumping of his tail wag made your answer clear.

Poppy on the other hand didn’t seem to mind as you watched her play with more vigor, her graceful porcelain hands glided across the miniature piano with the same expertise as someone who’d been playing for their whole life.

You watched as Kissy Missy momentarily stopped what she was doing to sit back and listen on, her head softly bobbing to the tune.

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Chapter 5: Flicking Ears

So, while Poppy and Kissy Missy had a ‘girls night in’ in their respective shared bedroom with snacks and movies, you spent your evening with DogDay in the living room. The plan has been to watch whatever show or movie the other hadn’t seen when suddenly the power had cut off.

You sat in the dark staring at your cellphone’s screen, unbeknownst to him, you were typing away at one of your forgotten fictional works. Surely you could get something done until the light came back on?

DogDay on the other hand was sat by your feet, eyes glued onto the window outside as he watched the rain pour down heavily. The sounds of distant thunder tearing the sky asunder as flashes of light would occasionally appear.

When suddenly, DogDay’s headshot up, surprised by the act you watched him carefully.

His ears twitched on either side of his head, flicking to and fro, it looked like he was trying to listen for something.

“Whatcha hearing, pup?” You called out

“Shhh…” he silenced, you watched as his expression changed to one of pure concentration.

Intrigued, you put down your cell phone and continued to watch him follow the inaudible sound that only he could hear. Ears twitching as his head tilted, he was trying to locate its source.

When suddenly, it looks like he nearly jumps out of his skin as he turns to face you.

You stare at him with a bewildered look.

“Wh-?”

“Him!” Was all he offered, DogDay climbed on top of you, his eyes laser focused on what was behind you.

You turned to see what it could be and saw nothing more than your fireplace mantle and the two large urns that held your parents' ashen remains, as well as their pictures on either side.

“Dad?” You asked, turning back to DogDay, “Was it dad?”

You watch him nod, “He was saying something… I couldn’t catch just what it was but I saw him when I turned around.”

“Is he there now?” You ask, curious.

DogDay seems to hesitate for a moment, his eyes flicking to something before meeting yours once more.

He nods.

You sigh and turn around, “Dad, leave him be, he’s being good!” You muse, reprimanding the empty air.

When you turn back around to face DogDay you give him a pet on the head, “My dad was always the joker of the family- as my mom used to say- he was probably just messing with you.” You inform him, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he doesn’t misbehave.” You jest, glaring back at the urn before laughing at the whole situation.

You watch as DogDay nods, nuzzling into your touch before glancing back up at the mantle, he catches a brief glimpse of the same man from the picture giving him a wink before waving goodbye, the figure dematerializing into thin air.

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Hee hee hee... it has been finally done

Not the first to be inspired by this fic (and definitely not the last, especially once it continues) by @wakebymoonsleepbysun, but I just had to sketch some of the moments in it

Don't mind the fact that he looks different on every one of these... I was still uh... figuring him out ^^"

I could just envision every scene so clearly, no doubt thanks to the vivid writing!! I was very charmed!! And I love AUs where we get to save him in some way, he (they) deserved so much better. Doey being so small is of course adorable, 10/10 would store him in my shirt pocket and feed him whatever he'd like

Though I saw he'll return to big boy size eventually... ah well

And oh yeah here are the paragraphs these are referencing, in order:

I'm having a lot of fun with this game

Poppy playtime x Gender Neutral Reader “Finally Free” Scenarios.

This is just going to be a platonic story No romance stories or request. You can request something scenarios, you want me to write about, but anyway let’s get started! Warning: Angst and fluff

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Distractions 

Life with your new toy family was challenging, since as trying to leave your house, hiding them from friends and family, and working.

You worked from home so you didn’t have to worry about leaving them alone. However, when you would try to concentrate, the mini critters would run around playing or they would try to climb or jump into the cabinets for candy. Luckily, Doey was there to help you with the mini critters, so you knew you can count on him.

Kickin Chicken: “Hurry up, Hoppy! I want those skittles!”

Hoppy was trying to jump on the counter and into the cabinets for the bag of sweets you bought for the toys. But you tried to put them away so the toys (mainly the critters) won’t try to eat them all. This didn’t stop them.

Hoppy Hopscotch: “I got it!”

Picky Piggy: “Shhh… Or Mama/Papa will hear us.”

Y/N: “Hoppy? Kickin? Picky? What are you doing?”

Hoppy, Kickin, & Picky: “Nothing!”

You didn’t believe them. Doey sat next to you in your office while you worked on your computer. He would just sit nexts to you and just talk about anything. Like a child telling their mother about their day at school.

Y/N: Doey, if it’s not too much trouble , can you check on them?”

Doey: “No problem, mom/dad!”

Doey went out your office and into the kitchen to see nothing but an empty bag of sweets and three little critters when full bellies.

Doey: “Are you guys serious!? You are the whole bag?!”

Picky Piggy: “Hehe, Guess we got a little carried away,huh?”

Hoppy couldn’t say anything, but groan at the pain of her full belly. Kickin’s couldn’t handle of the sugar in his stomach and threw up rainbow puke on the floor. Doey immediately called your name and you rushed out to see the mess in your kitchen and clearly you were angry with the critters.

Y/N: “How many times do I have to time you not to jump on counters and eat up all the candy?”

Hoppy Hopscotch: “None, Angel.

Y/N: “I shouldn’t have to tell you.”

Hoppy, Kickin, Picky: We’re sorry, Angel!”

Y/N: “It’s okay, but next time you’ll listen to me.”

You and Doey had to clean up the vomit.

Others times when you were working the critters and Kissy would running around and play.

Y/N: “Guys, can you settle down, I can’t focus.”

Critters: “Sorry, Mama/Papa.”

Nightmares

Even if you and the toys were out the factory, you all couldn’t forget how terrible it was in the factory. You had nightmares of the bigger toys like Huggy Wuggy or Catnap chasing or not being able to save the toys.

The toys had it worse. Doey worrying if he’s not strong enough to help you or the little critters or hurting someone because of his temper, Kissy’s nightmare about the Prototype or being strapped down by scientists, Dogday being chained up and critters eating his organs, or Poppy being trapped in her case again. They were afraid and needed you.

One night, you woke up to sounds. It sounded like sniffling. You opened your eyes to see it was Kissy.

Y/N: “ Kissy, are you okay?”

Her eyes were flooded were tears and she was shaking. Even if she was smiling, you knew she was sad.

Y/N: “ Come here, honey.”

Kissy crawled over the other sleeping toys and hugged you. You placed a kiss on her head and rubbed her back.

Y/N: “It’s all going to be okay, I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Other night, Doey woke you up due to him having a nightmare.

Y/N: “Another nightmare?”

Doey: “Uh-Huh.”

Y/N: “You wanna talk about it?”

Doey: “No, I just wanna get my mind off it.”

You laid down with Doey on the bed and held him close.

Y/N: “It’s all going to be okay.”

Doey looked up at you.

Doey: “Can you sing me a lullaby?”

Y/N: “Anything for you, sweetie.”

You sang “Rockabye,” by Clean Bandit, (A/N: I know this song didn’t come out in 2005, but this will be the lullaby) this helped Doey go to sleep.

Y/N: “I’ll always be there for you.”

Yarnaby got nightmares of burning to death and you leaving him to die.

He would wake you up to make sure you were with me and to pet him.

Dogday got phantom pain around his waist. You would rubbed his belly to make sure him was okay.

Playtime

Now that you were all out of the factory, the toys can finally run outside and play in the grass without worrying about something attacking them. You bought toys, books, and puzzles for activities and a white board for Kissy so she can communicate. Doey mentioned a book him and the toys like to read back in the factory.

Dogday and Yarnaby would run around in the fields or sit out in the sun. You couldn’t find it there, but you bought it for a book store. “The adventures of the word wizard!” At night, you would read the toys a bedtime story and most of the time they would pick that book.”

Y/N: “ Okay guys, what book do you want me to read.

Toys: “The adventures of the word wizard!”

Y/N: “Don’t you guys want to read a different book?”

Toys: “Please?”

They all gave you puppy eyes and you reluctantly agreed. You all headed to the bedroom and the toys gathered together in bed while you read the story. By the time you finished everyone was asleep.

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oki oki i think i got it :D

y/n and the toys are just playing outside when y/n is noticing something weird, hearing leaves rustle and twigs snapping in the woods. Thats when y/n gets jumped by (oc) tingle and the toys jump to help but things lead to tingle now staying with them.

tingle can retract claws and teeth so sometimes she may hurt someone on accident, shes taller than kissy, and shes more of a toddler really, and she talks in slight gibberish. she was supposed to be apart of the big body experiment but was scrapped, None of the toys really know her since she wasnt introduced like the rest. Shes covered in mud, dried blood, leaves and sticks due to being in the woods for so long. (picture is of her being clean)

Thank you for Requesting a great idea to me. Request #7. Enjoy the story.

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It was a beautiful summer afternoon, you and the toys were outside having a picnic.

The mini critters and Yarnaby were running around. You prepared some snacks, sandwiches, and lemonade for the picnic.

Poppy: “It’s so nice to get out and relax.”

Y/n: “Yea, the sun’s sunshine, the birds are chirping, and the toys are playing.

Kissy wrote on her whiteboard: “The sandwiches are delicious!” 😋

Y/n: “Thank you, sweetheart <3.”

Doey: “And the best part is we’re all together and nothing can spoil this day!”

But as Doey said that, there were sounds coming for the bushes.

Poppy: “You had to say it.”

You and the toys noticed the sounds and you went to investigate.

Poppy: “Mom/dad, please be careful.”

Yarnaby and Doey came to your side, to protect you from whatever was in the bushes.

Kissy, Poppy, and the mini critters stayed behind, afraid of what could be lurking in the bushes.

It’s could be an animal or another bully playing a prank on you, but what jumped on top of you was a torn up toy. It was tall, taller than Kissy, covered in stitches, and has a stitched eye.

You were confused, thinking it was someone pulling a prank on you, but back in the factory, you remembered you saw some old files on scrapped bigger body experiment. She was covered in dried blood, mud, leaves, and dirt.

Y/n: “Tingle tangle?”

Doey grabbed tangle off of you and questioned who she was.

Doey: “Who are you and what do you want with them!?”

Yarnaby growled tangle, standing in front of you, protecting you from the unknown toy.

Y/n: “Guys, wait! Don’t hurt her!”

Doey: “You know this toy?”

Y/n: “Kind of. She was one of the bigger body experiments, but she was scrapped and went missing from the factory.”

Doey let of Tangle, still not trusting her.

Tangle: “Mama/Papa…”

Y/n: “Excuse me?”

Tangle: “Mama/Papa!”

She picked you up into a hug, leaving you confused.

Y/n: “Uh, let’s go inside…”

All you as the toys went inside to understand Tangle’s situation. You all sat in the living room to talk to Tangle.

You gave her some sandwiches, thinking she was hungry, and she was.

Y/n: “So Tangle… what went you doing in the woods?”

Tangle: “Ran away from factory. Lived in woods by myself. All alone.”

Poppy: “Were you an orphan at Playcare?”

Tangle: “Uh-huh. Was Told I would have mommy and daddy. Mean people hurt me and many needles. They poke and they hurt.”

She was on the verge of tears. You and the toys were all silent after hearing her past. The toys could relate to the trauma of the evil factory.

Doey sat next to Tangle.

Doey: “You’ve been through a lot…We know. But it will be okay. We won’t let anything happen to you.”

Kissy wrote on her write board: “You’re not alone, we’ll be your family now.”

The mini critters and Yarnaby came over to comfort Tangle. Yarnaby rubs against her side, purring as she patted his mane.

Poppy: “It will be okay, we’ll keep you safe.”

Y/n: “If you want, you can stay with us. We’ll be your family now.”

Tangle’s eyes were filled with happy tears. She felt safe with you and the other toys. You wrapped her long arms around you all in to a big hug.

Tangle: “Family!”

Y/n: “You aren’t alone now, we’ll keep you safe.”

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I hope you all enjoyed this story. The OC is super cute and I’m very happy with this story and I hope you like it too. Until next time <3!

You and me, forever and ever!

heyo! Uhh idk how the request thing works, but I notice that some is able to request with ocs. But I wanna know how it works before I just dive headfirst into it. So is it okay if you explain the rules to that? (if there are rules-) <:]

Thank you for asking me this.

I write about angst, fluff, SFW, OC’s, romance, AU’s, and others.

I don’t do NSFW, racist, sexist, yandere, homophonic, transphobia, minor x adult, aged up minors, harems or others like that.

No spamming in ask or you will be blocked.

But others than that you can ask me everything. I’ll do other fandom in the future, but right now I’m doing Poppy Playtime.

Fandoms:

Tadc

Dogman

Demon slayer

Poppy Playtime

Fnaf

Baldi’s Basics

That’s not my neighbor

Cuphead

Sonic the hedgehog

Mouthwash (No Jimmy!)

Monster High (Gen 1)

Criminal case

Squid game

BATIM

Undertale

Danganronpa

Please you can request anything on the list.

This was such a little brother moment

Nightmare (short comic)

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I still want to draw catnap and dogday for myself, I hated how I allowed myself get deep with the fandom but now gonna post and disappear alot.