#poppy’s angel

[enzo-rambles]

Dog day because why not

Also quick drawing of my design for the player

[shadowhunters4life-me-blog]

LOOK AT THESE ARTWORKS I FOUND ON GOOGLE!!! The first one is from a creator on deviantart nakZtangtang

The second is from Twitter, or X (I refuse to call it that lol sorry not sorry Elon), the creator is BradenP20 and the names are in the screenshots !!!

All credit to them! I just love the art and wanted to share it!

[redacted-coiner]

Can you make pixel emotes of these ficto-religions, etc that I made? No rush with them ! https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/750316154911883264/the-celestial-pantheon?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/745155276534153216/the-undesired-council?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/744031354521600000/poppys-angels?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/743989174707896320/playtimeaffectis?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/743982577207181312/alderplaytime?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/743968055105814528/a-poppy-playtime-otherkinfictionkin-flag?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/hostfulchaos/743942060841828352/decided-to-make-a-poppy-playtime-age-regression?source=share

The Celestial Pantheon, Poppy's Angels, The Undesired Council

Playtimeaffectis, Alderplaytime

Poppy Playtime Otherkin, Poppy Playtime agere

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[echonvoid]

My version of the Poppy Playtime protagonist. They’re based on Aliens Ripley but if older. They couldn’t remember a whole bunch from the week or so around the Hour of Joy; they were attacked by Huggy and managed to make it right outside the front doors with the help of one of the other employees, who, valiantly (read *stupidly*) ran back inside to try to help. He never came back out. Anyway, Protag was found by paramedics, but the inside was empty of bodies by the time they got there. There was a shit load of blood, and after a brief scan by the cops, they just shut that shit down. They lost a couple cops and paramedics, but mostly used their instincts and ran. Like smart people who survive a horror movie.

So the protagonist ends up in a couple month long coma and comes out of it with a severed nerve that connects to their larynx. Now they haven’t been able to properly talk for 30 years (ignore my math, I’m still unsure how I fucked it up so bad)

I can’t decide if they’re late 50s or 60s. They’re farsighted, but their reading glasses have broke, so it’s really hard to see all the small faded text (which is why you can’t just read any ole file while playing)

They feel guilty bc they had been so proud to be a part of something with so much benefit and joy to kids, and now they’re finding out the actual *EVIL* that was happening to those with connection to the place. They feel guilty bc they feel like they should’ve known; *how could they have let this all happen right underneath their very nose*;etc. etc. they also have a burning hatred for the other managerial heads in the company (they themselves being head of toy production; their name is destroyed bc the prototype was enraged that one of the five main evils of the company got away or some shit like that)

It took them a while to figure out how to live and function without speech; and after a few years of slogging through a comphet (compulsory heteronormative) marriage, they finally went through a nasty divorce. Shortly after they figured out their own gender identity (or at least started the awkward process of) and their own sexuality.

Thirty years later (almost on the dot) they got the message and tape that cried for help from the factory and nearly shit themselves. Proto definitely assumed that the company had just shut down, cuz you know that the cops were paid to keep a building with almost 500 (or so) employees, that went missing and were presumably dead, under wraps from the public. They’re definitely super grateful they’ve been doing tumbling and martial arts classes, so they have been in incredible shape and can do all the crazy shit required to stay alive.

Edit: this is what I’m gonna call the Survivor AU cuz I realize that the game takes place in 2005 and not, like, 2025. And we apparently played hooky during the “hour of joy” in canon lore. Oh well

God this chapter fucked me up, in a good way. It was spooky as fuck, tense and terrifying; they’ve super upped the quality. But now I have just enough brain rot and characters to attach to to actually go through and draw up the design that’s been banging around in my head for ever.

[merrystar]

I haven’t drawn in a long time because I have tests next week so I’ve been study study studying. Here is my interpretation of us in Poppy Playtime. New hyperfixation go brrrr

[hiwelcometothemonstersancturary]

Alternative ending for the game - instead of killing almost everyone, Angel is able to save all of them, bringing them outside. Authorities arrive soon after, and Angel drags all the toys to a nearby hospital in order to patch them up.

It's found family time.

[lloline]

we did it... didn't we?...

another illustration with Dogday and.. Player too! oh how i wish we could save this buddy...

[fishymom-art]

I am actually so obsessed with the doctor

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

Will the angel's playtime au continue with the release of the new chapter or?

THE HIATUS IS OVERRRRR!!!

I have plans now for how I want to continue the AU. As a word of warning: I'm true to my word. I didn't like a lot of the twists that Chapter 4 gave au so I WILL be changing them. Fuck the Ollie thing specifically. Hate that shit. So stupid and predictable.

-> Masterpost <-

[shisabun-art]

Catnap has a particular hatred for DogDay. This makes it difficult for Angel to sneak around Playcare undetected, but he'd never leave his friend behind.

[enzo-rambles]

I like to think angel is scary strong I mean you have to be pretty strong to rip off heads and we know that the grab pac can do that

[spacefatcat]

Doctor sawyer..........

[rqaszoba]

Ohh Dr. Harley Sawyer~🩵

As promised Sawyer Nation , I served and you shall receive

[echonvoid]

A slightly more updated version of Poppy’s Angel, from 10 yrs ago instead of 30. They were attacked by the prototype at some point; and I definitely feel like they grew up/worked in play care for a while at some point. They also had to have a hysterectomy and have all their reproductive organs taken out due to like an infection or cancer or some shit. Idk

Love y’all; enjoy the spooky brainrot and hopefully I’ll get around to drawing literally any other character at some point lmao

Also, they still can’t see shit lmao

[autumn-baker]

Stangely familiar...

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[deadghosy]

I didn't know we could request readers getting hurt. In that case can I request the hotels cast reaction to dogday reader getting the game dogday treatment as an exterminator cuts them in half. Like game dogday they're still alive but ouchy

TW: GORE AND BLOOD MENTIONS (not detailed but it’s there)

HAZBIN HOTEL X DOGDAY! READER

prompt: during the fight against the Angels, you let your guard down at the wrong moment…..

You used your 8ft frame and to slap and crush the angels as Angel dust shoots the angel from your shoulder as husk throw explosive dice and sharp spade cards around you three. It was a good them effort as you had his stomped out an Angel with your huge paw. You were helping the hotel defend against the angels as you never saw this actually coming.

You heard a whimper seeing one of the egg boiz be chased by an angel as you ran over and crushed the angel’s head in your paw that had angelic metal in it. The egg boi immediately cuddled up to you as you picked it up.

You must have been so worried that you didn’t noticed an angel behind you and the egg. But it was too late as the egg boi’s eyes widen seeing an exterminator behind the two of you.

You felt a stab in your abdomen as you looked down to see an angelic spear stab you. You felt blood trickle down your mouth as it burned inside of you.

A piercing scream rang out the battle field as you felt you lose the strength seeing blood pour out. Your friends perk up at that knowing scream of yours. Charlie looks down from the roof with her father to see what was going on. She gasped covering her mouth lookin at you. The angel takes the spear out of you as she slashes your body in half.

Your upper and lower body collided to the ground and blood spill from your mouth hearing foot steps and an evil laughter as you heard someone’s voice. “DONT WORRY! WE’RE COMING SUNNY!” It was all muffled due to the blood loss as you couldn’t hear who it even was.

Blood filled your nose, screams, the feeling of blood loss, and the sounds of bombs blowing up. It all rang in your ears as the last thing you see is the angel who cut you being shot. Before you passed out.

You wake up seeing the crew look down relieved but some had a disturbed face as you tried to move your “legs”…..

Your legs….wait….

You look down to see your bottom half to be gone only to se a bandaged half. Your eyes widen shaking as the white pupils of your eyes disappear. You sob painfully looking down as your dog ears over your face. Charlie covers her mouth seeing your sadness at the lost of your legs as she hugs you .

Angel and husk joins as well as the other as they all crowed you trying to show that they are here for you. You felt loved, but what will you do now…….

Months has passed and you are in a wheel chair. At the loss of your legs, it’s like you became a new person who doesn’t smile much but still grant a smile towards a friend who needs one. You have the slight scent of vanilla but mixed with blood due to the blood in your body at times. Your voice also had changed as the scream you let out ruined your normal vocal cord. So now you sound a little depressed.

But still Charlie helps you to walk with you using your arms. You got the hang of it quickly but you’re use to the wheelchair since it doesn’t take your energy away.

Angel helps you move around in your wheel chair as he makes joke with you as you smile or with either grumble jokingly at his dirty jokes.

Lucifer, he’s trying to find a way to heal you as he feels like he failed to protect you. One of his own people. Even his own friend that he felt like you were as you always was friendly to other and him.

Alastor lets you sleep in your wheel chair as he plays soft jazz in your room or if you want to listen to his radio broadcast

Husk still snuggles again you but not like a cat in your lap type snuggle. Nah he just lays down with you on the couch as you snore while he purrs.

Niffty decorated your wheel chair to your liking as she smiles seeing your grateful smile as she hugs your fluffy arm.