Yarnaby Poppy Playtime Fanart Novels & Stories

Night arrived in the form of a house that was too big and a small child who still had enough fuel for an entire nation. Poppy had already had her bath and was wearing purple unicorn pajamas that had started fading from being washed too many times. Her long hair was half dry and falling messily down her back. Her bangs still covered half her forehead because she had, of course, refused to clip them back on the grounds that she “had an image.” In one hand she held Bunny. In the other, she held a Barbie she had, for reasons known only to herself, decided today was “coastal Barbie.”

“Now crawl to every guy here and introduce yourself properly. Tell them your rule.” There were only three other men in the room with him. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled slowly and seductively across the floor, swaying my hips and arching my back to look as slutty as possible. I stopped in front of the first man. “My name is Poppy,” I said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I love cock, cum, and being fucked. Use me anyway you want, so long as you don’t tell my husband.”

I agreed coming with him since I'm doing nothing here and besides I really wanna catch things up from him. He assisted me in getting inside his car. When we reached the mall, he bought me lot of things until people who noticed us, flooded in front of us, asking for a picture with them. Just by looking at them, I can say that they belong to the fans club of our love team, the YashRel Fandom. I can't believe that until now, there are still people who ship our love team even though our love team was gone in the showbiz industry for years.

“Well, no one could miss us. Trent will see us anywhere.” Poppy looked at the dresses, then laughed. It was true. Poppy was wearing a bright blue dress that hugged her figure, with April in green and Sophie in yellow. “We are a colorful palate, that’s for sure. If you are not comfortable, let me know. We still have time to change.”

"Nicole, this is my birthday present for you! Happy birthday! I hope you stay pretty every day." Nicole took it, already smiling, but paused after a closer look. Something about it felt…off. "What did you draw?" she asked. There were circles, triangles, and rectangles all over the page. It looked a little abstract. Then again, Poppy was five. Expectations had to stay realistic. Poppy leaned in to explain. "This is Zeph, this is you, this is me, and this is Cola. We're all holding hands and living happily in the same house."

"Yayyyy i am the Dadddddddd" Tabby

Poppie said smiling. “Please call me Peabody, the same as Sam. It’s okay?” “Aww, thank you. I appreciate that.” Poppie smiled and looked at Sam. He leaned over and bumped her playfully. I noticed the two of them had been closer than ever and I quite enjoyed seeing them together. I knew they would hit it off. I was glad I found her. I thought it was about time to let them in on a little secret that I had been holding on to.