#If doey doesn't like him i don't like him either

[st4rry4543]

Human doey drawings and doodles!(ty for not bashing my head against a wall on that last post)

Idk things are slightly different in this human au for doey such as him still being somewhat of a toy. For example, his skin looks and feels human, but it's really dough-like and stretchy(only when he pulls it for some reason is it's like a habit or smth, idk man).

[doppel-doodles]

A normal post a about Kevin Barnes from Poppy Playtime.

I genuinely feel so bad for Kevin…

Like that was a kid who clearly had a lot of issues from the start, instead of getting the help he needed all that happened was him being marked off as a „problem child“.

And then he was turned into a toy:/

Read more of my full thoughts and a sorta character analysis/ramblings below cut!

Like honestly no wonder he is seething if he wasn’t troubled before he definitely is now-

Obviously he has no trust in anyone, almost every adult he ever knew screwed him over in some way, hell even the kids he shares a body with would go against what he would do.

(Great example: When Doey chases us in his monster form, it's the arms of Matthew and Jack that are trying to keep his mouth from biting us, Kevin's are trying to grab for us.)

He was hurt over and over again, clearly he wasn’t aggressive just because he wanted to be but because this was his only way of making sure he wouldn’t get hurt.

It was how he had a semblance of control, a sense of protection.

But of course the irony is: That coping mechanism brought him more pain, it was what got him killed.

Sure, maybe he could've just "calmed down", but why would he? He was hurt again, he lost everything AGAIN.

All because he listened to their judgement over his own. Kevin could've killed the player and Poppy on sight, clearly his emotions easily overpowered the other two, but he didn't.

Instead he agreed to trust them as well.

He was still willing to do that, surely if he were just a mindless monster he wouldn't be.

And you know what? I believe he blames himself just as much if not more for what happened than he blames us and Poppy and projects it tenfold.

Because maybe, JUST MAYBE-

If he didn't allow himself to trust again, then everyone would still be alive.

But he did...now see what that got him?

In his mind he's proven right.

So what's an emotionally unstable child to do? After being hurt AGAIN?

That's right.

He lashes out at the first thing he sees that had something to do with his pain:

Us.

Is he in the right? Hell nah- bro we didn't mean for that to happen! But do you seriously think this kid is thinking rationally right now??? NO! He is seeing red right now, he is in fight mode! All emotions and must I reiterate that the only way he knows how to express them is through anger and violence?

There is NO reasoning with wrath try as you might! And that hurts because yeah maybe you could've dealt with that if he was still a gradeschooler but he isn't! He is 900 pounds of living dough with a thirst for blood!

It's either our life or his now. And we already know what the outcome of that is.

Honestly I think it's better that we only hear Matthew and Jack apologise for what happened, I do not think Kevin would even if he did feel bad for what he had done.

Because why would someone who has been scorned so many times be vulnerable all of the sudden? When his main character trait is biting at those who bark at him?Why would all that rage suddenly disappear? If anything the stress of dying only causes him to lash out more.

You don't need an apology from him to feel bad for him.

He is hurting anyone with two eyes can see that and for what it's worth, I do believe deep down he knew what he was doing was wrong but it was too late for him to see any other alternatives and even if he didn't and thought he was right for doing what he did it doesn't take away from the fact that he was fucked over by life.

Kevin is not the worst part of Doey, he is just a part of him.

And that part is not just a violent hunk of playdough.

It’s a scared, confused little boy that cared just as much about every toy in safe haven as his other two components did.

Because if he didn’t why would he get so angry about their death?

Anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk-

Also feel free to agree or disagree with my take, those are just my thoughts so let me hear yours, I like discussions:}

[sungvrhs]

ATTENTION - Park Sunghoon

Genre: Smut | CEO Sunghoon!male x reader!female

Word Count; 3.0K

Having numerous attempts at getting his attention? No way, either of those came across your mind and each and every one of them were so bland that you almost decided to drop out of this idea of yours. 

Not to mention how difficult this job was even after he was your husband, you weren't willing to give up- not just yet. “Y/n, maybe you should simply go and confess it out to him that you don't like it when doesn't attend to you or stuff. That is a hundred times better than the numerous failed attempts you are making to grasp his attention.” Your co-worker, Sarah spoke, causing you to groan as you ducked your head down on the table. “It's such a bummer to a pretty face with a pathetic personality.” You mumbled, lifting your head up to glance at his picture that was secretly displayed on your lockscreen. You didn't know if he ever wanted you to show him off, which you never did, or even be possessive towards him when other girls would twirl their hair or give one the most seductive looks to him. What surprised you was how ignorant he was to them. As a man, he had more than what you could label as ‘control’ over greedy desires which you were pretty thankful for, but you despised it a little when it came to you. How can he not change himself just when he is around you? Just a little bit? It was all that you ever wanted. 

You were thankful to have married a loyal man who wouldn't raise his head to meet the gaze of another woman that wasn't his, or would never cherish their existence in any way to make way for any sort of expectations. But if that was being applied to you too, then you didn't know what to feel about it; unlucky or thankful? 

“Come on Y/n, don't think much about it. I hope your man realizes that soon.” Sarah spoke, patting your back as she felt guilty for not being much of help to you. Just as she was about to leave, your eyes widened as you sat up straight, causing the latter to get her attention back to you. “What what? What happened?” Sarah questioned you worriedly, looking back at you with a smug expression resting on your face. “I can do this one last thing I haven't done yet.” You spoke, giving a pause to your sentence as Sarah sighed. “And that is?” “I can make him jealous.” You spoke, grinning as Sarah rolled her eyes. “You think that after what you have told me about Sunghoon, he would fall for this?” You thought for a while, as you spoke “He might if it is his best friend.” You spoke, raising your eyebrows as Sarah finally understood. “No way you're pulling Jake into this.” You whined a little at her response, “Please Sarah! This is the only chance I got. I promise I won't emphasize on anything like that ever again!” You gave her the most doey eyes that you could as to which she sighed. “Fine fine, I'll talk to Jake.” She spoke as you lunged forward to give her a big hug, muttering a small thank you as to which she smiled. If that is what can fix her friend’s life, then she was down for it. Both of you knew that Jake and Sunghoon were like two peas in a pod and having him as your bait was a perfect plan. And with him being Sarah’s boyfriend just added cherry to the top of your well designed plan. ‘This shall be it.’ You thought to yourself as you vowed never to turn back to this request after this attempt. 

“This is it. Does this look fine?” You asked her as the three of you sat in your office, to which Sarah gave you a thumbs up. “Well you look pretty, regardless of how you dress up in your usual days.” Jake spoke, suppressing his laughter as to which you threw the ribbon on his face. “Respectfully fuck off Jake.” You spoke as to which the latter shrugged his shoulders. “I can, but you both have bound me not to.” “Well it's all this once Jake, I hope that knocks some sense in your best friend to not keep hurting Y/n.” Sarah spoke, her hand resting on his shoulder as to which he sighed. “I’m gonna be dommed once he finds out that I’m the one flirting with you.” He spoke, facing you as to which you smiled. “At least he would notice. Unlike the rest of the days.” The last phrase almost came out as a whisper, causing you to bite your lips to suppress the disappointment that was evident in your voice. “Hey, it’s going to be fine. Trust me.” Sarah spoke, causing you to give a soft smile to her. “Well, if this doesn’t work, I’ll surely go talk to him.” Jake spoke, your smile evident at his expressions. Well, at least something happened to be good today. You were thankful to have two good friends here. Otherwise, the workspace would have been more like a prison to you. 

The meeting was unexpected and you were thankful for wearing your makeup in the morning otherwise you wouldn’t have looked presentable. And to add fuel to the fire, you were running late to the meeting room as you sprinted through the hallway, the clock striking exactly 3.03pm which meant that you had messed up. Reaching up to the meeting door, you pushed it slightly, the former voices dropping down to dead silence as you peaked your head, noticing how the pair of eyes were looking at you. Nervousness took over you as you made your way inside, muttering a small sorry to the people for interrupting as you made way towards the table. It might have escaped your lips as a whisper but it was audible enough for your friends to notice as Sarah motioned you to sit beside Jake. You took your seat, skipping your usual empty one that was next to Sunghoon as you made way to sit next to Jake, exchanging a small smile with him as you failed to notice a raging pair of eyes at you both. 

“Is he looking?” You asked Jake, not making it evident by looking at the screen as to which he responded, “He is, though he seems a bit unbothered.” You heard him speak as you scratched your nape, turning your head to look at where Sunghoon was seated, his cold gaze from his specs meeting yours as a chill ran down your spine. ‘How could he be effortlessly breathtaking?’ You thought to yourself as you were quick enough to break eye contact. “You can take off your coat, that might help.” Jake spoke, motioning his eyes to Sunghoon as you slightly nodded, taking off the coat as Jake helped you out. You could see how Sunghoon was clenching his jaw, definitely pissed off at your actions as you smirked to yourself. You could see that Jake saw it too as he was trying his best to suppress his laughter. 

Adjusting his specs after the employee finished with his short presentation, Sunghoon was quick enough to agree with the ideas as the meeting was called off. “That's it for today, everyone is dismissed.” You turned around, looking at Jake as he was confused at how straight forward he was. “It's alright, we will figure something out.” You nodded, as you hugged him. “Thanks a lot though.” You spoke, breaking the hug as he nodded sideways. “Chill Y/n, I just helped you with your coat, nothing else.” His orbs moved across to meet Sunghoon’s bizarre ones as he grinned. He knew he was going against the plan but he was 100% sure it was going to be worth it. Leaning close to your ear as his hands rested on your shoulders. “ This may sound stupid, but I think this will work.” You pulled back a bit confused at his words as he made way to good your hand, kissing the back of it as he passed you a wink as took a few steps back, leaving you stunned, your face heating up at his actions. You were definitely not prepared for this but you cleared your throat, grabbing your files as you made way to exit the door before you heard a voice reaching out to you. “Except for you, Park.Y/n. I would like to exchange a few words with you.”

Your ears perked up at his icy voice, movements halting at his words as if your body had failed to respond after he called you out. You could easily pick up hints of another vibe reflecting in them as your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden swift in tones. You turned to face him, watching his every move; how he would set his specs on the bridge of his nose, his slender fingers sliding across the page of the file as he kept his one leg on the other, adjusting the tie loose around his collar. Not going to lie, it was all more than to make you feel a blazing sensation across your chest. And whilst you were busy admiring the small details, you heard the door being locked, pulling you back to reality as you turned to find him messing with the buttons of the CCTV camera and the sound adjustment. 

"Done staring shamelessly at your boss?" His raspy voice snapped you out of your trance as you mentally scoffed. ‘The attitude.’ You rolled your eyes at him as you spoke, “I wasn’t staring. Why would I stare at someone whom I loath the most?” You spoke, causing him to turn around on his heels, raising an eyebrow as he let out a chuckle, nodding sideways at your words. It was unbelievable to his ears that you would ever loath his presence. “You? Loathing my presence?” He spoke, taking slow steps towards you as you took a step back. “Of course you would when you got my best friend to flirt around with.” You couldn’t believe his words, but the fact that he caught you right on point was itching a smirk on your lips, but you tried to avoid it, maintaining a poker face.

“Excuse me? I wasn’t flirting with him. We are just friends-""Y/n, the attitude you had a few minutes ago clearly doesn't justify your words." He cuts you off, his slow steps towards you progressing up with every passing second. The echoes of his steps were syncing with your heartbeats; rapidly taking pace with every passing second. “What is wrong with you Sunghoon? Your dual personality is a growing headache for me. It's either you despising me and not sparing a glance at your very own wife or you’re completely pissed off at me talking to my friend-””I don’t care if you talk to someone or not.” He spoke, now completely in front of you as you mentally cursed the table for existing right behind your back right now. “What I despise is how happy and smiley you seemed with him.” His hands made way to take away the files from your hands as he kept them beside on the table. “How you both talked as you both shared a loving eye contact.” His other hand made way to tuck a hair strand behind your ear as he leaned closer, his cinnamon breath hitting your cheeks as he continued to speak. “How you were seeking his help to take off your coat.” His hands traced down your outlines, slowly and sensually as it didn’t fail to give you tingles. “S-Sunghoon.” You whimpered, your breath becoming shaky at his actions as he chuckled deeply. “What? You can’t handle it? I didn’t even start anything.” He spoke, raising an eyebrow as he undid the buttons of his coat, slowly and painfully as you found it hard to maintain eye contact with him whilst his actions did the opposite. He knew the right buttons to press and this is exactly what he wanted to do. You found yourself at the loss of words as your mouth was hung at his actions. Letting the coat dangle free around his body, he swiftly took it off, flexing his chiseled body under the white clean shirt as he turned to throw it on the table, watching it land down as he turned attention to you again, his tongue poking his inner cheek.

“You did this on purpose didn't you?” He questioned you, his hands resting on either side of the table as he had you trapped in between. You looked away, finding it hard to meet his gaze. ‘That was not how this was supposed to go.’ “What? Cat got your tongue?” He scoffed, knowing very well the impact he was setting on you was like setting up a jenga tower, step by step. You gulped at his actions, trying not to get away with his little play. The thin white shirt was clearly not helping as it traced out the outlines of his whole body; from the top of his broad shoulders down to his sculpted abs, your gaze went to his muscular biceps that followed his veiny hands, settled right beside yours as his figure trapped yours. “Eyes up here love.” His slender fingers came in contact with your chin as he raised your head to level your eyes with his. A moment of silence follows, with only the rhythmic breathing of the two of you syncing whilst his calm attire contrasts your freaked out one. It was nowhere close to being intended but seeing him all pissed off by the way his darkened orbs pierced through yours, it wasn’t helping the heat that was arousing between your legs.

“I hate you.” You spoke, tongue poking your inner cheek as you pushed him back, creating space between the two of you as you heard him scoffing. “If you lie,m try to be a bit more evident, my love. The way you were technically undressing me with your gaze speaks the opposite of what you just ‘meant.’” Emphasizing on the word ’meant’ as he clicked his tongue, his hands resting on your waist as your cheeks turned into hues of red. He spoke nothing other than leaning down next to your ear, his hand squeezing your waist as you held back your gasp. “Try a bit harder to hate me, your body language ain’t helping you either.” He chuckled in your ear, his husky voice ringing like a melody as you turned to face the opposite side, hating how weak you were becoming in front of him. He pulled back a little, his cinnamon breath fanning across your lips whilst his chocolatey orbs captivated your hazel ones once again. 

“Tell me that you hate me in front of my face.” He spoke, his gaze flickering between your lips and orbs as he inched closer to you ever so painfully whilst you gulped down the lump forming in your throat. “I hat-” Before you had the chance to declare what your heart never desired to you felt his lips meeting yours, pulling you in a feverish kiss as his hands gripped yours wrists, pushing them behind your back as he held them in place just by one of his hands, earning a groan from your end as to which he only smirked. He knew you very well and seizing the right opportunity was his art. The bridge of his specs kept knocking against your nose as to which you simply wanted to adjust it in between his locks, but the very next second he pulled back aggressively from the kiss, leaving you perplexed as he shook off his head to the right, letting his specs fly across the room as your eyes widened. He wasted no time in letting you mumble as his hands seized your tiny waist, pushing you up on the table whilst he had his guard in between your legs, pulling you close by the nape in another kiss once again, this one being more passionate than the earlier one. 

Pulling apart after your hands tapped his shoulder at the shortage of breath, a string of saliva had your lips connected, leaving you both panting for air. “Oh you do hate me. Hate me enough just to kiss me.” He smirked, knowing very well how much of the impact he had on you. You were beyond flustered at his words. This side of him was definitely unexpected and you were enjoying it. His fingers played with your pants, eye contact never breaking as he continued with his verbal declaration. “You hate me just enough to let me slide past the barrier.” He pulled down your pants, leaving you in your lacy underwear as he pulled them down, his other hand crept under your shirt, rubbing circles on your back as the contact of his cold hand with your warm skin made you hiss. “Just enough to undress you.” His hands made way to pull off your shirt, as you helped him up, too drunk in his words as you simply obliged to his unheard commands. “Just enough to finger you.” He muttered his fingers skillfully diving into your cunt, running waves of pleasure through your body as you clutched onto his biceps. “S-Sunghoon please.” You mumbled, suppressing your voice to the lowest as you whimpered, your face scrunching as his fingers continued to waver like magic around your walls. You didn’t even pay enough attention to how and when he unzipped his own, holding his shaft as he almost rode you to your high, a familiar knot forming in your stomach as he pulled out just before you could feel the relief, earning a groan from you. Your eyes shot open at his actions, brimming orbs meeting his mischievous ones as he leaned closer to your ear, whispering the last words before he devoured you. “You hate me just enough to let me fuck.you.raw.” He let those words sink in your ears, pushing his shaft right in you as your back arched. “Let me give this pretty little cunt of yours all the attention it needs. Since my woman can’t pleasure herself enough, can’t she?” 

note: Hi!! MY HANDS WERE ITCHING TO POST SOMETHING ABOUT HOON IN SPECS AND I A CHUNK OF IT EVEN BEFORE THE PICS WERE DROPPED. I tried to mingle the plot that I wrote earlier with a few good ideas. If there are any grammartical errors, feel free to ignore cause english ain't my first language! Reblogs and likes would be appreciated!

[sezez]

Poppy Playtime Chapter 4 Gameplay Trailer just got released and I am quite interested in the dynamic that shall be shown soon.

From what I can tell, we're gonna be facing three groups; Poppy, Doey, and Harley. Either Doey and Harley are rivals yet the clayman is gonna be having some beef with Poppy OR the doc and clay are working together which is why he seems so menacing in the thumbnail.

Poppy's lines, Kissy injured and Ollie making a reappearance:

Okay, let's just say I'm glad that our pink, huggable gal is back and alive! But she seems injured on her right side, so we probably might find her some time into the game, maybe after we meet Doey and enter into the Safe Heaven. Since he seems to be the warden/leader, taking in any injured toy under his wing.

And I believe Ollie will come back, since not only because the Protagonist still got the phone and he is an ally (But I'm still suspicious of him, he could be the Prototype). We heard him in the trailer yelling "He's outside!" As Poppy and Kissy try and enter through a steel door, possibly the entrance or a passage to the Safe Heaven.

But speaking of Poppy, I want to get through a line that is quite interesting.

"You've lied to me!"

That line has a lot of emotion, this could very much just be her telling that to Doey since he doesn't trust her and outright has her crossed out on the wall. But I don't think so, maybe she's aware that the clayman has distrust in her and she respects that since she blames herself for everything. Another suspect of who this is referring to is Ollie, that would make sense if that little boy is the Prototype.

But there is one that may spark new light, and that's the Protagonist. In SuperHorroBro's reaction to the trailer, he suspects it could be the Protag that Poppy said they lied to her. This would be so interesting to witness, like maybe this is some kind of reveal of who they are, or they did something that was necessary yet was still hurtful to Poppy.

Doey the Doughman, a ally or enemy?:

This new character is interesting, as the Devs have said that Harley is NOT the main villain and how excited they are about this new character in how they move. So this already gives off the feeling that Doey is not as friendly as he seems, he could be working with Harley.

But for now, let's talk about his Safe Heaven. From the mural, it's a place where he keeps the less hostile toys safe and away from all dangers. Since the prison is by far the worst place to be in. He may take on the role as the caregiver or warden or protector, guiding those who are lost to his place if they wish to be safe. However, there is ONE detail that is worth mentioning; the drawing of Poppy being crossed out with the words; "She left us".

This indicates that Poppy knows about Safe Heaven, but left at some point and never returned. Even though we know that Mommy locked her up inside the case till the Protagonist freed her, that is unknown to Doey and all the other toys in there. Believing she left them. And now, that would make such an interesting dynamic between him and her.

Heck, she may not even be with the Protag by the time they meet him and when he does learn they're with her... Some conflict may happen.

However, what strikes me as odd is that Doey is already so nice to the Protag when he dropped down from the ceiling. As if he already knew they aren't a threat. Which raises suspicion, I have a feeling that he will try and pursue them to be on his side, saying things like "The doctor is dangerous, so stay away from him, bud." Or " I wouldn't trust Poppy so much if I were you, you just want to get out and yet she's keeping you here." Just anything to make it seem he's empathetic.

And if that is the case, he's gonna backstab us once they defeat Harley or weaken us so the doc can have his entertainment.

Doctor Harley Sawyer will be everywhere and watching:

So it's clear that the doc is going to be a MAJOR thorn on our side, like this man will be watching our every move and sending out Yarnaby and the Nightmare Critters to get us. Even Pianosaurus is coming for our ass at 500 mph. And it's all a game to him.

He doesn't take our Protagonist seriously, which is something he shall be proven wrong once they kill Yarnaby or maybe destroy/shutting off the IT room (that's what I'm calling it, the room where all the power is turned on when the doc woke up) so he will no longer be a threat.

And I am quite surprised to hear that Harley and the Prototype are working together now, despite in the past they hated each other. I did hear that Harley woke up in 2002(?), so maybe after seeing all the destruction he may have come at peace with the Prototype. Maybe 1006 promised him freedom or something.

But anyway, the multiple animatronics might play as a weeping angel kind of enemy. Like with Miss Delight, but multiple scattered around in a FNAF:SB way. And it's likely that Harley can transport his consciousness to them/control them will. Maybe during that scene with the multiple stacks of TVs and the door at the end of the hall is where the Protagonist will meet the main body.

Maybe after they dealt with Doey, like it's a reward or final challenge in a way.

[imma-vincent-van-gogh-kms]

I WANNA KNIW MORE ABKUT FIDGET SHE'S SO CUTEEEEE 💗💗💗

heh.. you asked for it sigma

Fun facts about Fidget:

She was made from a young girl named Ruby Sanders.

Her experiment number is 2560.

Her VHS tape is just her sobbing for her mother, begging to go home and apologizing for “being a bad daughter”

During her confinement, the scientists would see her either shaking and sitting in a corner for hours on end or she'd be chasing her tail since the last happy memory she had from being Ruby was her dog chasing its tail

Whenever she'd have a mental breakdown or panic attack, the nearest scientist would call Doey over to her room to help clam her down since she's the most comfortable with him

She has problems with repeating things, such as in her tape when she kept repeating "I wanna go home" or her mom's name

During her second VHS, her mother came to visit her but Fidget was only in her new body for a couple days

Due to only being in her new body for a couple days before her mom came to see her, so she was in a very bad state at the time

The reason her mom died was because she tried giving her a warning bite but ended up biting to deep into the skin, hitting a vital part of her mom's inner workings

Originally, she was going to be extremely uncomfortable around the player and try killing them on the spot. But I decided to instead make her like the player's guardian of some sort

She hates Poppy because, in her words "She has a bad vibe to her." But she can't explain why or what it is that makes her feel that way, she just gets really angry when she's mentioned or is in the same room as her

Her mother sold her to Playtime Co. on her 6th birthday after telling her they were gonna see her favorite mascot

During captivity, the doctor gave her a small diary in case she wanted to communicate her thoughts but didn't want them recorded. She wrote some very concerning things, one of them being "I don't feel safe around daddy anymore..." and she won't tell anyone what it means.

She would refuse to eat or even sleep during her first few weeks in her new body, since she physically can't eat due to her body being in sections. She always wishes she could've been a prettier toy, not something that's held by strings and plastic.

She didn't understand what was happening when her mom gave her to the doctor. All she can remember was her crying while the doctor handed her mom a payment and told her that her offer would be appreciated.

Fidget's own area in Playtime Co. is similar to an asylum room, the only difference being that it's filled with napping stations and kid's drawings.

She never got her own commercial or merchandise. They thought she wouldn't sell as good so they just keep her locked away. She doesn't even get to see the other mascots half the time.

She loves being around Doey when she's upset because she likes squishing him for comfort, he never minds either. He just wants to see her happy.

After the Safe Haven was destroyed she left to find a safe place for everyone.. she didn't know they were all dead due to impact.

When she found Doey’s body, she curled up next to him and stayed, hoping he’d wake up.

She sometimes sings Doey's commercial theme to calm herself down when he isn't around.

The Prototype forced her to try and kill the player, and when she failed, he ripped off her head in rage.

[ladylooch]

https://www.tumblr.com/ladylooch/738802484095647744/i-miss-timo-and-emma-just-the-two-of-them-alone

Something sweet. I was thinking a surprise to T by Em. He is tired so she decides that they have to escape for a few days. She doesn't say anything, she picks him up after the practice and he thinks they will return home. Instead she drives them to a beautiful chalet and they have a beautiful night ( dancing, drinking and more...) It's a silly idea.... If you don't like it you can write whatever you want!!! I know it will be great since you are the writer

A/N: This is a perfect idea 🥰 Thank you so much for requesting this! I love writing T and Em. To revisit the two of them alone together is such a treat!

Word Count: 3.2k

On a sunny Swiss afternoon, Timo and Nico walk out of practice together, chatting about weekend plans for the rare, four day weekend they have off. Although it is the off-season, they are both deep into intense training plans for the upcoming season. Timo’s off-day plans are to sleep, sleep, and more sleep. But the Meier babies, and mama, may have a different idea. They haven’t spent much time as a family together this summer yet. Too many obligations between both parents and other family members demanding attention.

“Either way, I’m happy to step away from hockey for a few days.” Timo pushes his black sunglasses up his nose. 

“Yeah. Looking forward to snuggles with Lex and the girls.” Nico admits. “Maybe we can get together with all the kids?”

“Did you miss the part where I said all I want to do is sleep?” Timo laughs, stopping at the front of his backed-in car.

“Looks like we got some grand theft auto happening here.” Nico laughs at his sister’s giddy face sitting in the driver’s seat of Timo’s car. Her chin is resting on the steering wheel as she grins at her husband. The driver’s side window rolls down.

“Get in, Timo Time. We’re going on a riiiiide.” She watches Timo walk around to the passenger side. He tosses his bag in a back, then slides into the passenger seat. “Hey Neeks, if we are missing for three days, don’t try to find us.” Emma grins. Nico salutes her with two fingers then gets into his car. Emma smirks. He’s going to get home to find a few more babies in his house than when he left for training.

“Hi baby.” Timo leans over, kissing Emma. She hums into his mouth, then takes one hand off the wheel to kiss him harder. Her nails drag at his scalp gently. 

“Mmm, hi.” She responds, eyes doey and liquid. 

“You missed me so much you had to pick me up?”

“I wanted to do something nice for you.” Timo squints at her, cocking his head.

“Or you wanted to get out of the house?”

“I mean, yeah that too.” She admits, pulling out of the parking spot. 

Timo takes out his phone, checking in on the messages and emails he has from the three hours he was in training. He rubs at the vein in the center of his forehead at Larissa’s text that they need to do major plumbing repairs in the salon he co-owns with her. That is sure to cost a fortune. He glances up, getting grounded in their location, then sees Emma whiz right passed the turn to their house.

“Are we taking the scenic route home?”

“We aren’t going home. You and I are disappearing like I told Nico.”

“Where?”

“You will see.”

“Em I gotta check in at the salon with Larissa. There is an issue.” 

“Your sister runs that business without you a majority of the time. She doesn’t need you to drop by and get all flustered and micromanaging.”

“I don’t micromanage.” Emma snorts. Timo contemplates. Okay maybe he does do that a little bit, but it’s not intentional. He just feels dumb when they talk about things he doesn’t know. “Are we picking up the babies?”

“No, babies are at Nico’s. So he won’t be getting sleep. I will tell you that.” Emma laughs. “I packed a bag for you. Everything is all set. Just relax.” Timo clicks his phone closed, then puts it in the pocket of his shorts. He takes a deep breath, then releases it, trying to do what his wife suggested. Yeah, maybe this is what he needs this weekend. True relaxation with the woman of his dreams.

“I can’t when you’re driving in the mountains.” He decides to poke at her. 

“Shut up!” Emma snorts, slapping his thigh. “You break hard one time in the mountains and suddenly you ‘can’t drive’.” Timo wheezes as he laughs incredulously.

“Baby, you almost launched me through the windshield.”

“Well, you should have been wearing your seatbelt. Be a role model for our children.” 

“We didn’t have babies then. And you know why my seatbelt was off.” Timo shakes his head. He brings his hand over to her thigh, giving it a squeeze. “I am gonna catch a nap though, if that is okay.”

“More than okay.” Emma murmurs. 

Timo sleeps for about 45 minutes in the car. How he is able too stay asleep is beyond Emma. She wishes he had passed that skill onto their youngest. Liv is struggling with sleeping through the night right now. It’s been hard on everyone in the house except for Lio who seemingly sleeps through everything. 

When the car arrives at the Burgenstock Resort on Lake Lucerne, Emma gently shakes Timo awake. He looks around, then slowly pops the door open to step out. Emma hands the keys over to the valet after they both grab their bags from the trunk. The check-in for their room is fast then they take the elevator to their private suite. A bottle of champagne is waiting for them along with a spread of fruit, chocolate and nuts for a quick snack.

Emma walks over to the floor to ceiling windows, looking out at the glittering blue lake. Timo comes behind her, wrapping his arms around her body, pulling her tight against him. 

“This view never gets old.”

It is far from the first time Timo and Emma have visited the resort. In fact, it was one of their favorite places to sneak off to. This room in particular holds several sweet, sexy memories for the two.

“Did you request this room?”

“Mhm.” Emma nods. 

“You going to let me fuck you against the window again?”

“Sure, if you’re good.” She holds his cheek to hers. “But first, we have a lot of relaxation we have to get to.” 

“I need a massage. Bad.”

“Good, cause you’re getting one.” Emma spins in his arms. Timo’s hands drift to collect on the small of her back. “I’ve been missing you.” Emma confesses. “Just you. With me. No babies. No brothers or sisters or in laws or hockey.” 

“This hasn’t exactly been a relaxing off-season.”

“No.” She agrees.

“I’m sorry. I overbooked myself. I can cancel some appearances.”

“No, it’s fine. You should do the things you are doing while you are home. But I need you present with me all weekend. No distractions.”

“Deal, baby.” His lips begin to consume hers in a hot kiss.

“Okay, we can’t right now.” Emma presses her palm to his chest. She is breathless and tousled. “We need to get to the spa.”

Music to Timo’s ears.

- - - 

Emma relaxes back into the hot salt water of her and Timo’s private spa. She spared no expense for this weekend. They have another half day of spa time again tomorrow afternoon. By the end of the weekend, Emma is hopeful her and Timo will be throughly rejuvenated for the rest of their crazy summer. Timo and her both finished their couples massages, but he is in the sauna now, sweating out more toxins before he joins her in the comforting heat. Reaching for her champagne flute, she sips the dry liquid between her lips.

“I feel so good right now. We should get a sauna in Jersey.” His bare feet slap the tile as he comes out, wiping some of the sweat off him with a towel.

“Where would it go?” Emma ponders. 

“The garage?” She nod her head in agreement. “I’ll see if Haula has the information for the guy who did his.”

Timo sits on the edge of the hot tub then lowers himself in next to Emma, careful to not disrupt the water too much. Little waves lap at Emma’s upper shoulders. Timo leans over, kissing her cheek, down her neck. Little pecks pepper her jaw to her mouth. Then she turns to kiss him full on. 

“Thank you for taking care of us.” He mumbles against her lips. “Gonna take care of you when we get back to our room.” 

Emma moves closer to him, bringing herself into his lap. Timo spreads his thighs to accommodate her body. She leans her back into his chest. He rests his jaw against her temple. The two fall quiet, looking out at the world enjoying their summer vacations below. 

“What do you think the kids are doing right now?” Timo asks. 

“Probably not missing us.” Emma murmurs, closing her eyes. “Lexi talked about them going to the splash pad.”

“Oh Livy will be so happy.” Timo runs his nose against her hair. He presses a kiss to her scalp. “We are going to FaceTime them right?” Emma swoons into his body, so thankful for the most amazing, caring, loving father for her babies.

“Of course.” 

Timo’s stomach rumbles loud enough that Emma can feel it against her back. So, they decide to head back to their room and scope out the room service menu. The two decide on ordering a boat load of sushi and another bottle of white wine to share. They eat their rolls at the table, chairs turned in. Emma’s feet rest across Timo’s lap as they lounge in their robes, catching up with each other. Recently, it feels like the only things they talk about are work or the kids. This conversation focuses around goals for the future, investment ideas, and places in the world they want to make a priority to see. 

“We might need to get to Australia sooner rather than later, especially if we want that third baby while Lio is still relatively young.” Emma contemplate after she swallows another piece of sushi. 

“Baby, Livy is only 7 months old…” Timo trails off, surprised. He begged for years for Liv, so to hear Emma talking about getting pregnant again is unexpected.

“I know.” She murmurs, twirling the stem of her wine glass. “Just a thought. We don’t have to commit to it right now.”

“Oh, I will absolutely knock you up again, but is that good for you?” 

“I’ve had healthy pregnancies. I don’t think there is much concern. I also kinda just wanna do it again and be done.” Emma answers honestly. Timo contemplates, then nods. 

“You let me know. I’ll be ready.”

“I’m sure you will be.” Emma chuckles. Timo sets his chopsticks down, pushing his plate away. He gathers one of Emma’s feet into his hands, beginning to massage down the arch. Soft music has been playing through their meal from the TV. Forever and Ever by Randy Travis begins to play and Emma gasps.

“Oh my god.” She closes her eyes, grinning. “My parents used to dance to this song in our kitchen when they were making dinner.” She clasps her hands in front of her. “I remember they would dance together for part of it then my dad would pick me up and my mom would have Nico. It is my favorite memory from growing up.”

“We should dance to it then.” 

Timo tugs Emma away from the table, standing and gathering her into his body. One hand goes to her hip and the other laces their hands together to lead. Emma hides her lips into his collar bone. Together, they sway across the carpet, holding each other. Timo buries his nose into Emma’s neck as she sings.

“Oh darling, I’m going to love you forever.” She sings in time with Mr. Travis. Timo’s soft breath flickers along her bare skin. He trails the tip of his nose along her bone, pressing his lips every few breaths. “I dreamed of a love like theirs in that yellow kitchen.” She whispers to her husband. “Now I wake up with it in my bed.” Emma turns her face into his neck, kissing along the thickness there. She scrapes her teeth in his sensitive skin. Carefully, she sucks his skin into her mouth, lathering her tongue over the slice until Timo moans softly.

He rushes his lips towards hers, creating a wet smear across her face. His tongue meets hers. Emma crosses her wrists behind his head, then glides her fingers into his hair. Timo’s hands wander too, down her butt to her thighs. Easily, without effort, he lifts her, then walks her down the short hallway to the bedroom. He lays her on her back. Emma tugs at his belt keeping his robe closed, wanting it off his body so she can see the reward of his summer of training. She claws her nails up his chest, letting her fingers entwine together in his hair. 

The curtains are open and the soft glow of the lights along the dusty mountains creates moody lighting in their room. Timo opens Emma’s robe, tugging the sleeves quickly down her arms. They untangle from the soft cloth, hurried and eager. There is no need for foreplay, they’re both more than ready, so Timo doesn’t waste anymore time. He grips the base of his shaft, needing to be bottomed out in her immediately.

“Ohmygod. Baby, you feel so good.” He sighs into her lips. Emma moans when he glides out then presses in deep again. Timo pulls Emma’s legs up to his shoulders, plowing into her tight, wet heat again and again. His big hands grip her ass, finger prints melting into her skin. Emma closes her eyes, heavy breathing beginning to fill the room from both of them. Timo licks his lips, watching with feral eyes as his wife’s body surrenders to him with each thrust. “Just like that.” He encourages her, fucking deeper into her. “Lose yourself in us.”

“You fuck me so good.” Emma whines out. Her hands roll up her sides, then squeeze her breasts. Timo adjusts her legs to be on one side of him, then curls them down so they are folded up to one side of her. He drops her back to the bed, then snaps his hips against her ass so hard Emma feels the wave of collision roll up to her scalp. “Oh shit.” Her words quiver with the first flick of orgasm in her core.

“Yeah, let it take you.” He encourages. 

Timo reaches towards her chest, rolling her nipple as the snap of his hips becomes crude and demanding. Emma arches her back. Timo pins her hips to the bed so she can’t wiggle away from the spot or tempo that is calling her orgasm. Emma’s breathing becomes ragged, urgent as she grits her teeth and then unleashes a scream of his name. He pumps her through, waiting for her to open her eyes. When she does, he taps her thigh, bringing her to her knees, ass in the air, so he can bury himself deep again. She is soaked through for him, like a wet cave of pleasure that makes his dick twitch, dribbling a bit into her before he focuses back in on her next explosion. 

Timo connects her back with his chest, running his hands along her sides. He settles back on her hips, rocking her from behind onto his cock with each press forward. His nose curves along her spine as he focuses in on the right tempo for her. He licks along the knots there, smiling into her flesh as a guttural moan releases from low in her chest.

Emma looks over her shoulder at him, wanting to see his smug, victorious face as he fucks her so well. She smiles at him, dimples coming out, making Timo kiss the one closest to him. 

“Remember last time we were here?” She asks him. 

How could he forget? When he whisked her away to be alone, no other distractions, just the two of them on a long weekend in the Swiss Alps. It had been during COVID. The place had practically been deserted, but also safe despite the virus that gripped the globe. Timo had fallen in love with Emma then. He had her time and time again, in different, new positions, hard and fast and slow and lazy, until they had to stop because neither of them could take anymore. It was a marathon of sex and two people falling in love.

“Did you know I loved you then?” Timo hums.

“Yeah. A woman know when you’re making love to her.” Timo stops his thrusts, staying deep inside of her. He gently runs the tips of his fingers down her back, watching her skin pebble under his touch.  “On your back, princess.” He coos. “Wanna see your face.” 

“Things Timo Meier never thought he would tell a woman.” Emma says after she rolls. Timo chuckles then nods.

“Yeah, I’ve done and said a lot of things with you I wasn’t sure I would. You changed my life, Em.” He reaches up to the headboard, grabbing a pillow. He pulls her down to the edge of the bed so he is standing up between her spread legs. Emma lifts her head, then lays on the pillow Timo situated for her. “We never did this one.”

“No it was too intimate.” Her hands go to his abdomen, spreading out along the thick muscle there. She beholds the way they tighten as he begins to move inside of her again.

“Watch me.” He reminds her, calling her eyes to his face. A long blink pulls Emma’s gaze away from a minute. Timo surprises her with his lips on hers. He shifts her hips up with a hand at the small of her back, just slightly off the bed.

“Oh.” Emma whimpers out. Her finger nails dig into his skin at his shoulder blades. “Fuck, T. Just like that.” She exhales heavily. Her breasts dance against his strong chest with each hard pump into her. “Mmm.” His teeth bite her bottom lip. Her brown eyes open as he puts his forehead against hers, focusing in on each other. Her staccato breaths dance against his wet mouth. 

“This time you’re all mine.” His husky voice has Emma’s jaw unhinging. 

Timo holds her face, thumb and middle finger pressing her cheeks into a screaming O as she comes undone on his cock. He catches the last few grunts and mewls of her pleasure on his tongue. His jerky thrusts confess he is close before he unloads creamy lines into her core. Emma tugs his biceps, encouraging his weight to fall onto her frame. She wraps her arms and legs tightly around him, holding him close and inside of her. She turns her face into his cheek, eyes squeezed shut as they caress each other.

Neither of them are even sure how it happens. But in time, they fall into a slumber, tangled up like that in each other. When Timo awakens, the world is pitch black around them. Emma has rolled away from him, onto her stomach with parted lips. The moonlight splays across her back, highlighting the indents of her hips at her lower back. His fingers brush her hair out of her face so he can see the way her lashes kiss her cheek bones. A slow, accomplished smirk raises one corner of his lips as he leaves her be.

You did it, he thinks to himself. You made her fall in love with you. 

Back then, he didn’t have a plan. But the way it worked out was better than he could have imagined anyway.

[beetleskeleton]

Poppy playtime chapter 4 yap ahead

you have been warned :3c

Holyyy shittt

I enjoyed this chapter, for what it's worth.

I feel like it was a bit rushed and the nightmare critters probably didn't need to be there. There were a lot of ideas for the chapter that weren't able to be fleshed out properly, but it was either crunch time or another ARG for the fourth time now I think?? Though, I feel like this can be fixed with chapter 5 if the ARG for it is definitely more lore heavy, and maybe even larger than previous ARGs. Then, in the chapter itself, we can focus more on the characters and their stories.

Speaking of characters;

I LOVE DOEY!!! I wasn't expecting to like him at all, since his introduction was very sudden to the release, but I really enjoyed his character! I enjoy the idea of him being a combination of three different people, and they have very different personalities. But if you are reading the little notes and documents (or dissecting it frame by frame like I have lmao), you can tell which one is talking based on dialogue. He is also a very tragic character with very real motivations and isn't just a monster, genuinely cried for this guy. He's well written, and I love me some good story.

I love Yarnaby! I wish we got to see more of him though, especially if we got to see his dynamic of him and the Doctor in more detail. But overall, I love this silly creature. Also the design of Yarnaby is really good.

Still don't like Poppy. A little less so, but not by much. I was cheering for her to go back in the case and I really hope she does.

Can we give Kissy Missy a fucking break please? The poor girl needs one, I really hope she survives. I'm glad to see her relatively well in chapter 4. Poppy still doesn't deserve her, and Kissy definitely didn't deserve to be left behind.

On the topic of the wuggies, Huggy Wuggy's back! I was pleasantly surprised to see him. But I swear, if he's in chapter 5 for fan servicing I'm genuinely going to crash out. But if not, and we actually get to see a deeper look into Huggy's character, I'll be very interested into what that is.

Nightmare critters. They sure were there!

Pianosaurus was also there for like, not even a minute. I didn't really bother too much with their character so I'm not bugged at all.

Sawyer was interesting! He made for a good antagonist, I just wish he was the overarching antagonist for the chapter and not just him and the Prototype having half of the plot. I think if his defeat was near the end so we could still get that bit with the Prototype and Huggy at the end, then it would have been a bit better. Also, this way we could also get to see more of Yarnaby. I also love how petty of a bitch Leith Pierre is, it's really funny.

What we saw of Stella I think also gives a good bit of depth to her character. And that makes me very happy.

Rich got his promotion! :D

Fuck you Ollie, your plot twist was obvious three days after chapter 3 released, if even earlier than that.

Excited for chapter 5! I hope it raises the bar even more than before :)

[greg-montgomery]

Hi Fay! as promised I'm gonna recreate the ask i swear on thor odinson i sent to you but oh well here we go!

You said you were so sad greg wasn't with you 24/7 in your life so allow me to shed some light on a gaggle of reasons why he's a pain!

firstly, he spills. This man is infuckingcapable of pouring liquids or moving them from point a to point b without making a whole mess. So every morning if you wake up after him, there's water slopped all down the front of the fridge, a puddle beneath it. Your poor keurig is going to shock somebody because it's sitting in a puddle of coffee. NOT TO MENTION the state of this man's clothes. You make him tuck his napkin into his collar like his life depends on it because you cannot take one more red wine stain on his nice shirts. You've joked with him for years now about getting him an adult BIB because he really is that bad. Every surface in your kitchen is always wet from where he's either left a spill behind OR he's mopped it up by spreading it all over the bench.

secondly, greg is a whistler. Your mum always told you only happy people know how to whistle, so when you met Greg and he could blissfully create the tune of 'livin la vida loca', you thought you'd found the happiest man alive. Of course, after years of listening to him whistle ALL THE TIME, it's lost a little of it's charm. You now end up trying to tune out the high frequencies when you have work to do, but you can't bring yourself to yell at him for being happy. so, you deal with it.

the same CANNOT be said for when you two are sleeping, and greg doesn't snore, his nose whistles in his sleep. it's far less mood-lifting and in-tune than his usual song, and man does it drive you batshit crazy. EVERY time you're drifting off to sleep in his arms, wondering how you got so lucky, there's suddenly the sound of either a very large mosquito or a very small steam train in your ears. It's shrill and it keeps you up all night. You've tried the nasal strips to no avail. You end up buying a white noise machine to blast at its highest volume and hoping that'll cover his high pitched breathing.

Greg looks at you. A lot. It's a beautiful lovesick puppy look in his big doey eyes, but over time it's become a dangerous habit. He doesn't notice literally anything else around the two of you. He's TERRIBLE at judging when to cross the street, much too enthralled by talking to you and holding you close and you always end up yanking him back by his sleeve as a car whizzes by you two. "Greg did you see that new restaurant that opened up just around the corner?" No. Of course he didn't. He never ever does. He's not capable of noticing things that aren't directly between his eyes and your face. You want to gossip with him about how your friend was pulling away from her boyfriend when you guys went out dancing last night? he doesn't know what you're talking about. He was busy admiring your outfit and the way the cheesy disco-ball made your eyes sparkle.

Speaking of gossip, he never gets you any. He is too dedicated and frankly too self-satisfied and disinterested to go digging around for any interesting tea around his office. He never hears about the drama, unless it's because he was asking somebody how they've been. It has to present itself directly to him for him to take any notice of the juiciest details.

Greg is practically allergic to spice. You put pepper in his food and he'll turn to you with a light sheen of sweat and lie to you through gritted teeth about how delicious it is. His tongue is numb. He's almost crying but he'll still tell you he loves the food. You have to cook everything so bland for your sweet darling boy to handle it.

Also, he eats EVERYTHING. There's no such thing as leftovers in your house and there probably never will be again. You swear his mother was right about him having hollow legs. He can eat enough for a family of five and still go searching for dessert. Don't even think about meal prepping your lunches for the week and leaving them in the fridge. They're gone. Every time you turn around he's got an emptied vessel of food in hand. And once he's burned through all the real food in the house, he's eating boxes of dry cereal, old dates, raw carrots from the crisper, anything he can get his hands on. On the bright side, you never have to leave food behind at a restaurant. Your boyfriend can ALWAYS finish it with a smile on his face (unless of course it's even remotely spicy).

I tried making these all obviously forgivable traits, because I don't want any of us to really hate greg. But these are some pretty good reasons to miss him a whole lot less.

mission failed i now miss him even more ‼️‼️

plsssss rome this made me fall for him even harder 😭😭😭😭 i love his annoying habits i want him to annoy me :(((

omg especially the one where he only notices you and nothing else :(( that’s so romantic 🥺🥺🥺

and the gossiping LMFAOOOOO he drops a bomb of a gossip from work and then you’re like “AND????????” and he’s like “oh…i didn’t ask idk” and you’re like 😐

baby not being able to handle spicy food he’s so cute stop it rn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ugh but also eating everything all the time 🤭🤭🤭 the duality of greg

ahhhh i’m yearning SOOOOO BAD after this :(( i want a life with him :((((((( i want all these annoying habits of his to be part of my life and routine </3

rome thank you so much for sending this 🥺🥺🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂 i needed some greg fluff 🥹

[metalheads-trash-bin]

Hi I'm back. In terms of Riley, it would've been nice to actually have to hunt for the information on the key (maybe she could put clues around or something) but I'd also have liked for her journal to have been longer and for them to have experimented with the storytelling methods diagetic entries allow (why, why, why couldn't there have been stuff with us learning her story backwards or whatever? Why?). I also feel like Riley was a better example of this method than Cole because... honestly... Cole doesn't get a character and we're made to feel bad for him because he regrets doing all these crimes and honestly I've never liked those characters.

But, anyways, the characters! There's so many characters! To be honest, there are too many characters.

Let's look at Chapter 3's antagonist palette. We have: two major antagonists and a minor group antagonist (I'm counting DogDay here, for obvious reasons.)

They have amounts of screentime befitting their roles (CatNap has more screentime than Miss Delight, for example, because he's more important than her) and in most places have good spacing between their appearances.

Now, Chapter 4. Chapter 4 has: Harley Sawyer (main antagonist, apparently, though his screentime doesn't reflect that), Yarnaby (gets unceremoniously killed off after a "boss fight" with bad random bounding, [which I'll talk about when I get to game design and horror, but doesn't actually need to be talked about without that context] and an underwhelming chase scene), Pianosaurus (appears for literally ten seconds and also gets unceremoniously killed off but worse this time), and Doey (the writers couldn't decide if he was an antagonist or not and it shows), and so many different hordes of enemies I can't keep them straight. Which is too many different things. Chapter 3's mini critters worked as a one-off antagonist, yes, but they also had the weight of DogDay and the horrors of the Playcare behind them. The hordes in Chapter 4 didn't work, because by the third time they're released on you it's not interesting anymore, it's annoying.

Harley Sawyer's "boss fight" didn't get to be interesting because you didn't have any of the buildup an antagonist like CatNap got, and it was just a healthbar-off with hordes of TV heads, which isn't good. Aside from that he taunted you two or three times, and he was never able to be as intimidating as other major antagonists.

Yarnaby never gets to be anything at all, to be honest, and he doesn't even get the creep factor of a character like Huggy in the first chapter did, because you never have anything that flips that switch from "cool mascot" to "oh my god what the fuck", and that was Huggy's (who is here because he's the most similar to Yarnaby, to be clear) main thing. Then he dies in a really confusing way, leaving you thinking just "that's it?" instead of being excited.

I have nothing to say about Pianosaurus because he's such a non-character.

You don't even get enough time with Doey, because anytime you actually get to be around him you immediately have to go do something else.

The point is, none of the interesting characters get enough screentime, and the screentime they do have is handled horribly.

So, what to do?

I'm going to make one thing clear: there is no way to fix this chapter with it keeping all these characters, especially all these antagonists. So! Pianosaurus is the least important, so he's the one I'd give the "ally (brief) or cut" treatment. Either he helps you out with a couple of things, or he doesn't need to exist. Maybe you could get away with having him have a brief antagonistic encounter with more substance and then having Doey kill him, but you'd need to give some real good excuses about why that's the best way to use the player's time.

Now, you give most of the horde enemy encounters to Yarnaby, and just leave them with the one in the caves and Harley Sawyer's little test when we first enter the prison. Now Yarnaby gets more space to shine, and no one's quite so annoyed by the tower defense style minigame thing.

Harley Sawyer should be a more frequent presence throughout the chapter, though his final boss should include far less of the drones (also, everyone loved the TV twink! Why is the TV twink gone in favor of a brain in a jar!) and far more of Harley Sawyer being clever and crafty.

And Doey should be reworked. First, we need less stuff about him being super violent, but maybe a mention of him being prone to irrational responses or something. It might be interesting for Jack's parents not to die but for the scientists instead turn them into experiments themselves after faking some death for them, or something like that. But if they want his boss encounter to be surprising, then it should work like that. Also, he really doesn't need to die, and it would be so easy to make that work. Have you be able to get to the tape before he comes in or something. I dunno. There's a lot of options.

This could help, but probably not fix, the character bloat. At least somewhat.

Sorry, this got long. I had many opinions. I didn't even realize I had this many opinions until I started writing this.

And no, I'm not sorry for calling trailers!Sawyer a TV twink. I'm probably wrong about it, though.

I'll get more writery with the next one, because oh my god the plot. What is the plot. They lost the plot somewhere.

EXACTLYYYYY ill kiss you rn omg, the critters were AMAZING in chapter 3. Taking them and making a huge amount of diff species and spin offs was such a shitty idea because of the fact that it shouldve STAYED with the critter crew, i was immensely disappointed at that fact.

Additionally, the whole “i have more pets” thing was so disappointing, i was expecting some disturbing forms of the og critters because of dogday saying he was last of them. I wanted to see some genuinely unsettling morphs possessed like how he was fucking with you, and each one having different skills or abilities (kickin being super fast, bubbaphant relying on remembering where he is and getting confused when you close off certain areas, running from carebear and getting out of his sight makes him cry and have a breakdown, etc)

Theres so much that’s disappointing