Prototype Stories

A fan-made platonic story of the prototype aka Oliver and his Mother-Y/N who awakes from her coma after a physical abuse attack protecting her son-Oliver from her abusive husband and she gave Elliot Ludwig permission to look after her son. Big mistake Doctor Y/n L/n. You will grow to regret it. Also no art belongs to me.

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

Two monsters who were scarred by the world and left to suffer in isolation, but what happens when you put one and one together? Can love come to save them? Will they form the next generation of super humans?

A fanfic about Poppy Playtime. The Prototype and Poppy in the past, may they find a different outcome where they actually work together? Or do all stories end the same. Take notice that not everything in this fanfic is canon, it was purely made to entertain myself.

---------------•°+°•--------------- The daughter of Dr. Harley Sawyer, befriending all his least favorite creations. And one of them, becomes her absolute favorite. Alice Sawyer may have been born on the surface, But the underground is all she knows. The innards of the old Playtime co. factory are the only "home" she's ever had. Like all the other children in playcare, she was raised by employees and robots and voices on speakers. But unlike them, she had a multitude of secret friends.. ---------------•°+°•--------------- (Chapters "Alice's New Friend" and "Alice's Story" were simply MOVED from "OC Scenarios" to here. For some reason this story is a lot easier to write and focus on than any of my others, so it gets to be its own book!) ---------------•°+°•--------------- Poppy Playtime and all affiliated characters are created and owned by MOB Enternaiment. The only original characters are Alice, and YOU! The Playtime Butcher. ---------------•°+°•---------------

Hidden in the depths of the cosmos, a world untouched by the outside world stood hidden by the Remembrance itself. A world created by 3 Aeons, Nous (The Erudition), Fuli (The Remembrance), and finally Mythus (Enigmata), as a way to... simulate life. However, when the experiment was abandoned, which was soon altered from Erudition to Destruction. Thus... the corruption that began to spread through Amphoreus- the Black Tide- began, and the countdown until the birth of the Emanator of Destruction, Irontomb, commenced. However, under some miracle, the one to alter this path, Lycurgus, could never have suspected such alterations would create someone... new. A child not originally in the simulation, that slowly began to spread through more of the established simulation. A Demigod with Golden Blood, but no Coreflame to have claimed. A sword that served both to illuminate the darkness, and yet was split in two... How... curious.

Team Zone a team of three consisting of Crovis, Myson, and Veam face characters from other worlds

★ Hay cosas que no deberían recordarte... pero aún así, lo hacen. ★ Caminas entre pasillos que no reconoces, con la sensación de que ya estuviste aquí antes. ★ Algo te observa. No con odio... sino con algo peor. ★ Como si te conociera. Como si te hubiera estado esperando. ★ Y aunque deberías huir... no lo haces. ★ Porque una parte de ti quiere quedarse. ★ Quiere entender. ★ Quiere recordar. ★ ...aunque eso signifique romperte. ★ ⟡ Si llegaste hasta aquí... ⟡ ya es demasiado tarde para fingir que no lo sabes. ⟡ Tú también lo sentiste, ¿no? ⟡ Entonces no te detengas ahora.

After finishing your final assassin business you decided to go home and rest, however, you would get something in the mail that would change everything. A letter that told you to find the flower. You knew you had to go back to the factory and you were going to come prepared.

Your life hasn't been easy, when you were 10 years old you were an orphan and as a result had been sent to playtime Co. Somehow while you were there you got adopted and as a result was taken away from the playtime factory. Soon you're adopted parents would die and you would be forced to live on the streets, when you turned 18, you participated in the festival of termina and helped most of the contestants get out alive including yourself. However, a few were killed in the process and as a result you went into the assassin industry to get more money. You were then in the assassin industry for 7 years until eventually you were honorably discharged and it seemed like your action-filled days would come to a close, however, that would soon change as you got a letter that would change everything.

"Dogday says: If you see someone without a smile, then give them one of yours." Catnap knew he had to warn the newest member of the community. Remember, you always have to smile. If you don't, he'll make you.

"Dogday says: If you see someone without a smile, then give them one of yours." Catnap knew he had to warn the newest member of the community. Remember, you always have to smile. If you don't, he'll make you.

SPOILERS For chapter 5 of Poppyplaytime READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

What's my purpose, why was I made? Is this supposed to be my purpose? This is wrong. I don't own these characters! The AxolotlSun does!

A story about a thief that on the run after stealing the royal crown and betraying his friends and a lost prince who away from but does not know as one day faith or maybe just a hopeless thief who happened to climb a tower and fine and handsome prince who pretty handy with a frying pan Btw I made other one but I can't find it so if it there and I'm so dumb ass who can't fine there own fanfic then my bad but this is a tangled Au with catnap x Dogday hope you like it

When you return to the factory you once worked at, memories begin to surface- some good, some better left forgotten. The halls feel strangely familiar, carrying echoes of the past you thought you had already moved on from. But what you didn't expect was to encounter someone from that past. Someone you used to know. Someone you once called a friend... even if he would never agree with that title. Now the factory isn't empty like you thought it was, and the past you tried to leave behind is waiting for you. After all, some things never truly disappear and some people never forget you. [Art cover made by myself] ⚠ TRIGGED WARNING: Story contain Blood, gore, horror, suggestive themed and other stuff.

Platonic and Romantic! NO LEMONS SOME OF THESE ARE CHILDREN!!! I do not own Poppy Playtime and the photos used do not belong to me! Requests are still open, but it may vary on when it's completed!

My own little story of our players perspective upon the events of SmallPotato95's mod on Gamejolt. Please, enjoy ladies and gents! I'll add more and more to this, not in chronological order though.

[Alex Mercer x Reader] {Soulmate AU} The blacklight virus constantly changes and corrupts, consuming the hosts thoughts and actions. As time passes, Alex's mind begins to deteriorate. Humanity was vile, and destructive. There was no good in the hearts of man. Or so he thought.

A monster That's what they call her, she's killed hundreds of not thousands She has nothing left, until she met a child. She saw that she wasn't the only monster. What if she were to protect this innocent child, to help them and help herself What if she could be happy