#Honey Hotline VN
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i feel like I’m getting jnto way too many fandoms all at once
examples:
lego monkie kid
the kid at the back
honey hotline
mushroom oasis
and now I’m beginning to realize i may have a type
#phighting x reader#lego monkie kid#the kid at the back#honey hotline#mushroom oasis#the kid at the back vn#honey hotline vn#mushroom oasis vn#tkatb vn#tkatb#lego monkie kid x reader#mushroom oasis x reader#the kid at the back x reader#honey hotline x reader
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🌸 MC be normal challenge: Part 2🌸
Taglist: Ezra @restartheartvn • Fone @ringringringbananafone • Henry @homecomingvn • Eddie and Diva @xoxoalette @ Z @favorvn • Dorian @artwithoutblood • Ren @14dayswithyou • Krow @thekrows-nest
#restart heart vn#honey hotline vn#homecoming vn#hotkillerbabes#favor vn#10:16#14 days with you#the krows nest#mc be normal challenge: impossible
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a ranking list of if I met yandere vn love interests irl, who would i date!
i love all of these games and characters a lot, this isn't a "best game" list, just as realistic compatibility as i can imagine!
ren/redacted: 14 days with you (i'm a simp and a fool 😔🤘 we will date and i will inevitably pay the price)
ezra: restart heart (should be #1 bc they're somehow the healthiest choice i think? also very pretty and flirty)
friend: see thru need a friend (he's funny and fun and i love friends to lovers trope! i can fix him 😌💖 probably not.)
jack: swwsdj (he is so supportive which i love but i CANNOT trust ghosts. would be the slowest burn ever)
alan: my dear hatchet man (super bad idea but he's charming!! if i just never found out about the murder we'd probably be cool. also don't kidnap me.)
liu: glass mind (very cute! but i think he is possessed and idk how to help so not sure about going steady!)
fone: honey hotline (i genuinely really like fone! 🥰 but i think we might be better friends? also if fone is not upfront about dating, i'll never think he wants to, and then we never will)
zachary: don't look (i like him a lot but i would handle being kidnapped so poorly he'd just kill me out of annoyance 💀)
adam: you and him (i will sooner throttle him. i can hold a grudge and this man STABBED me. we might hate kiss ONCE but that is it.)
keith or tenebris: duality (they both seem cool, but i am extremely against finding someone broken into my home, so i AM calling the cops and never seeing them again sorry 🥲)
casanova: cannibal sweetheart (i have not played this game but i am afraid of being eaten! if that is a possibility in this game then i'm sorry we can be friends instead!)
elias: groom of gallagher mansion (i'm not a ghost fucker. don't look at jack in 4th place thats different)
dachabo: dachabo (i'm also not a furry so absolutely not)
john doe: john doe (NEVER. HE DOES NOT BATHE AND WANTS TO KILL ME.)
moral of this list; never let me find out about your intent to kidnap me/murder/stalking/gaslighting, and we will be a very happy and healthy couple 😘
#also none of these characters would ever realistically be into me so technically i'd be safe if they were real <3#i'd just simp for ren/redacted from afar and hope he doesn't have his sledgehammer at the ready#i know there are very cool yans that don't have games yet#but as i know very little about them#they're not on this list.#14dwy#14 days with you#restart heart#see thru need a friend#see thru: need a friend#something's wrong with sunny day jack#my dear hatchet man#glass mind#glass mind vn#honey hotline#honey hotline vn#don't look vn#don't look#you and him#you and him vn#duality#duality vn#cannibal sweetheart#the groom of gallagher mansion#dachabo#john doe#my post
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Fone!! <3
Also Fone belongs to a VN called Honey Hotline!
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wake me up in twenty (reader/fone)
Game: Honey Hotline (@ringringringbananafone)
Rating: Explicit
Words: 4599
Content warnings: Possessiveness, masturbation, non-consensual come ingestion. Yandere typical warnings apply.
Other notes: Genderneutral reader, second-person POV, POV shift. Un-beta’d so you’ll likely find some mistakes.
Description: MC falls asleep in Fone’s bedroom and Fone decides to be a degenerate (affectionate) about it.
If you’re only here for Fone having some fun solo time, you can skip down to the line marked with - that’s where the POV shift begins.
The back of your head has been pulsing painfully for the last hour or so. You blame the sleep deprivation but it’s not like your fucked up schedule is an easy fix these days. You’ve tried before, hitting the hay at ten pm sharp, only to spend another four hours staring at the ceiling while counting sheep. You’ve also tried getting up early, in hopes of the day wearing you out and helping you fall asleep earlier but no dice. It’s way too easy to get lost in assignments and projects and studying. Months ago, that was still interspersed by watching an anime or reading some webtoons but ever since your step mother caught you, as she put it “Wasting your time”, you’ve focused on studying.
At least that way, when she catches you, she can’t call you a useless waste of space. At least you’re putting some effort into your education. At least you won’t make her look bad in front of her friends.
Hah.
Last night, your mind had been occupied with the mysterious voice messages. Whoever was sending them to you must have been watching you as they’d sent you a rapid fire of text messages while your thumb had hovered over the block button. But how? In a fit of paranoia, you had searched every nook and cranny of your room, trying to find cameras, other possible recording devices but… Nothing. Everything looked as it always had.
With a deep sigh, you rub your eyes before staring blearily at your laptop screen again.
Your group’s presentation cheerfully stares back at you.
You’ve moved on to adding to Seon’s notes now, along with the pictures Fone and you have managed to find, and all in all, it shouldn’t be a tough task. Seon is nothing if not meticulous in his note taking and it’s all very concise and easily understandable. It should be a piece of cake to transfer it all to slides. It’s a textbook case of the good old copy/paste method.
Only, you haven’t gotten any work done in the last ten minutes. Your fingers have refused to type anything and instead, you’ve been dragging them over the touchpad, aimlessly switching between slides without taking anything in.
The brightness of the screen is beginning to make your headache worse and you sigh again, pressing the palms of your hands against your eyes.
Alright. This is how it’s going to work. You’re going to pull your hands away from your face and focus up. You’re going to find the latest slide and finish transferring the notes. Then, you’re going to check on the transition animations again and–
You feel a tug on your sleeve.
Startled, you drop your hands and turn your head, meeting Fone’s concerned gaze.
Right. You’re sitting in his bedroom, both of you leaning against the pile of pillows near his bed. He’d been looking something up on his phone and taking notes for the presentation. You were so lost in your own head that you briefly forgot where you were. You have no one to blame but yourself for this because…
It’s been very, very comfortable, spending time with Fone. It wasn’t, in the beginning, you’d be lying if you claimed that it was. He was awkward and stiff and kept watching your every move. You still haven’t fully figured out what the looks were for but you have tentatively, after spending more time with him, settled on anxiety. Why else would he be looking at you with such intensity, if not to make sure that you weren’t a threat to his wellbeing? You’d asked about his family and he’d gone as stiff as a board, shutting you out. And, you suspect, his muteness doesn’t make it easy for him to initiate contact with strangers. You’ve not paid much attention before but really, he doesn’t seem to be hanging out with anyone. You know it’s not nice to hypothesize but you’ve seen how people act when their child falls outside of the norm and if Fone’s parents have tried to put pressure on him, tried to force him out of his comfort zone, well…
You know being overwhelmed and feeling helpless very intimately.
So it’s sweet that he seems to enjoy being in your presence now. He’s gone from being incredibly shy and unemotive to giving you the sweetest smiles, to slowly opening up and you, too, have softened in response. How could you not, when faced with his scribbled messages? The way he’d held Mallow on that first day. How he’d walked you home? And it hadn’t stopped at the one time, you’d walked each other home over the last two days now. It seemed so natural, just slotted into place for you. You’re not bothered by his silences, you’re not bothered by his stares.
It’s very… endearing.
And it may or may not be becoming a bit of a problem for you. Especially since you don’t know if he’s the one sending you those voice messages. But would someone like Fone, who has such trouble talking to strangers, really find the courage to leave erotic voice messages?
Another tug makes you aware of the fact that you’ve been silent for a while and you quickly bring a smile to your lips.
“Sorry, sorry, I’m really absent minded today, right?”
Fone’s brows furrow, just a tiny bit, and he’s holding up his notebook to show you a message he must have written while you went on your little tangent.
‘Are you alright?’
Your lips part in surprise before your teeth instantly sink into your bottom lip. Yeah, you weren’t exactly subtle but you’d really been hoping Fone wouldn’t notice. He’d been busy enough as it is.
“Just a bit of a headache. I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night. Don’t worry, I think I’ll be done with Seon’s section soon and then the presentation will be as good as finished!”
Fone’s concerned expression doesn’t change much but his gaze drifts away from your face. He’s staring at the wall now, clearly thinking and you cannot help but quietly marvel at his profile. You cannot actually pinpoint what it is but Fone is… truly pretty. You don’t think he’d like it if you called him that to his face, maybe he would take calling him handsome better but you think pretty really fits him best. The line of his nose, the curve of his lips. The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles or how his cheeks fill with color when he’s going shy on you. It’s the accumulation of all these tidbits which make Fone pretty and attractive in your eyes.
…
Wait. Attractive?
Before you can have another internal crisis, Fone is writing something in his notebook and is soon holding it up for you to read. He seems oddly agitated but at least he’s meeting your eyes.
‘I have some painkillers but they could make you sleepy. Would you like one? ^w^’
That is incredibly sweet of him and you cannot help but smile in return. Shy and anxious Fone may be but he’s so caring and warm, always acting considerate towards you. You long to pull him into a hug but you control yourself though you fleetingly think about how easily Fone fit against you the last time you hugged him. He’d slotted against your body as if he was meant to be there.
“No, but thank you. I promise, it’s just a handful of Seon’s notes left. It really won’t take long!”
You’re trying to laugh your discomfort off and are reaching out to give Fone’s elbow a reassuring squeeze. You really don’t want him to worry about you and the way his brows are drawing closer together makes you think that he isn’t happy with your statement. You catch his mouth twisting as he continues to study you. In return, you pull out your most winsome smile but it must come out as a grimace because Fone goes back to writing, his hand movements more sharp and janky than you’re used to.
‘I could finish the slides and it was my job to check the transitions after you were done anyway. It really wouldn’t be much more work. ( ´ n`)’
Fone’s body is now fully turned towards you, as if he’s dedicating all of his attention to you. You feel put on the spot and scratch at your cheek while avoiding his gaze. There’s something alight in him now and you fear that, if you were to meet his eyes, you’d find yourself unable to look away.
Why is your heartbeat picking up? What the heck?
You really don’t want to take advantage of his kindness. But the pain has been steadily increasing in intensity and it’s really only a handful more notes, not even a full slide. If looking at the screen hadn’t made it all worse, you’d have finished half an hour ago. Instead, you’d made progress at a snail’s pace. Maybe it would be better if you took that painkiller and let Fone finish up for you. You’re taking up his time as well and while you know he’s not visiting the animal shelter later, maybe he still had different plans and here you are, wasting his time.
You hesitate for a split second longer before nodding and putting the laptop down in front of you.
“I’m really sorry that you have to do my bit, too. I promise, I’ll find a way to make it up to you.”
Fone quickly shakes his head at your promise and gives you a brief but truly adorable smile. He flips through the book until he finds a pre-written ‘No problem’ and then gets up and disappears through the door leading to the hallway.
Sighing, you draw your knees to your chest and rest your forehead on them. You allow yourself to wallow in self-pity for a few heartbeats before you turn your head to the side so you can watch the door. No further self-deprecation today. Fone is a grown man and so are you and you like to think that you are friends. Friends help each other out and take care of each other in situations like this. Really, you’re blowing this way out of proportion.
The door creaks but it isn’t Fone who enters. You grin when you see the familiar form of Mallow pad over to you and you quickly offer a hand for them to sniff. You’re still not over Fone’s and Mallow’s matching scarves and only helps cement that Fone is really just a caring guy. Awkward and shy, yes, but overall? Lovable.
While you’re busy spoiling Mallows with chin scritches because they are the best cat, the door is nudged open once more and Fone steps through. He all but thrusts the bottle he’s carrying in your face and you take it with a huff of a laugh. He’s really insistent on this. You hold out your hand for the painkiller and when he hands it over, his fingers brush over your palm. They’re clammy and hot, by now a familiar sensation as you’ve held his hand plenty of times, but you briefly consider asking for a new, not… sweat covered pill but that would be incredibly ungrateful and rude. Fone just sweats easily.
“Thank you, Fone.”
You beam at him while he sits down, then open the bottle and wash the painkiller down with your favorite beverage, which Fone’s been stocking ever since you’ve started coming around. Speaking of Fone, he’s already reaching for his notebook again and flipping through the pages. His cheeks are red, clearly embarrassed by your gratitude and you really wish you could get away with cupping his face and squishing it gently. Whenever he gets like this, Fone truly reminds you of a hamster.
He finally finds what he’s looking for and taps the ‘You’re welcome’ message before picking up your laptop and parking it on his lap. A couple of clicks later and he’s typing away, eyes moving back and forth between the notes and the slides. You really envy him for how fast he’s able to do this, you’ve gotten pretty fast over the years but Fone is most certainly speedier than you are. You watch as Seon’s notes begin to fill the slide, followed by an image in a corner. But Fone doesn’t seem happy with how things turned out, creating a new slide and moving half the notes over before adding more graphs and images to make the subject easier to understand.
Cute. He’s so cute and considerate in his determination to convey the topic and make it easy to understand for everyone.
Mallow butts their head against your fingers again and you pick them up and hold them against your chest, absently petting them as you close your eyes. You handed over the laptop in part so you would stop staring at it so as to not worsen your headache so you really should stop and it brings you almost immediate relief when you do. The room is filled with the sound of Fone typing and clicking away, his soft and even breathing and Mallow’s gentle purring. Distantly, you can hear the noise of traffic. You’ve noticed it before but something about Fone’s room smells familiar. It’s comforting and you briefly wonder if you’re using the same laundry detergent.
…
…
This is nice. You’re comfortable and warm and…
Wait, you’re beginning to fall asleep. Shit. Yeah, Fone had said that the painkillers might make you sleepy but you hadn’t actually considered the ramifications. Quickly, you open your eyes again and catch Fone staring at you.
Shit, you hadn’t begun to nod off and snore or something like that, right? Or maybe started drooling?
You quickly wipe at your mouth and are relieved when your fingers come away dry. Crisis averted.
“You really weren’t kidding when you said these might make me sleepy. Do you have an energy drink or coffee, I don’t want to fall asleep on you?”
Fone is pursing his lips and before you know it, his notebook is back in his hands.
‘You can lie down on my bed, I don’t mind. You look really tired.’
Oh man. Do your eyebags have eyebags again? Did they multiply again while you weren’t paying attention?
You open your mouth to argue though, to politely turn Fone down because, well. It’s his bed and wouldn’t it be weird to nap while he’s putting all of this effort into the presentation? You aren’t a slacker and would hate to put all of the workload on Fone’s shoulders.
But a yawn escapes you instead and you know that, if you want to put in the effort and help Fone, maybe a nap wouldn’t hurt? Just to rest your eyes for a couple of minutes.
"Alright. But wake me up in twenty, please?”
Fone’s head bobs in acknowledgement so you put Mallow down and push yourself up, only to flop down on his bed three steps later. You pull one of his many pillows closer and, after a brief moment of hesitation, drag up the blanket.
This is weird. Isn’t it? You’ve only known Fone for a handful of days and now you’re about to sleep in his bed. You’re not the type of person who does this. Yeah, you’ve had sleepovers with your friends but you’ve always slept on the floor or a mattress or the couch but never in their bed.
But it… smells kind of nice? You’ve thought about this earlier, that Fone’s room smells familiar. It seems the source of it really is his bed. Discreetly, you turn your face into the pillow and inhale.
Yeah, definitely the bed. It’s such a mellow smell and it makes you think of your own bedroom. In increments, your body begins to relax as you’ve finally settled on your side you can keep watching Fone while he works. The afternoon light paints freckles on his cheeks through the curtains and you cannot help but smile at the sight. His eyes are such a beautiful and alluring shade of brown. And his hair… You always thought it was such a nice contrast.
Your fingers twitch a little as your eyes begin to fall shut. You wonder… What would his braid feel like… if you were to run your fingers over it…?
You blink. Blink again. And then your eyes are closing.
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Fone waits for a couple of minutes longer before he stops typing random nonsense onto the slide to stare at his sleeping honey. He knows they have had a very short night, so did he, but he really didn’t expect the painkillers to make them fall asleep. Drowsy, he’d hoped for. They had been sitting next to him and maybe, in their state, they would have leaned against him, subconsciously seeking warmth.
Now, his honey is asleep on his bed.
His honey is asleep on his bed. Fone can feel his breathing growing heavier. He cannot believe it. He’s imagined this moment, dedicated entire hours to fantasizing about this. How they would snuggle into the pillows and perhaps smile cutely at him before gesturing for him to join them. How they would look on his bed, relaxed and defenseless and trusting.
Fone puts the laptop down and shuffles over to the edge of his bed so he can study his honey’s face more closely. Their slightly parted lips look so plump that he briefly entertains leaning in and biting down on them. How he would muffle his honey’s surprised shout with his mouth and kiss them until they would be breathless and holding on to him, torn between pulling him closer or keeping him in place. Maybe Fone would have them roll onto their back so he could cover their body with his own. That was, they wouldn’t be able to see or feel anything but him. Inhale his scent. Wind their hands into his hair and whine, a noise for his ears and his ears only. Look at him with lust and love filled eyes. Fone wants to kiss them until either of them run out of breath and when they part, their lips would look wet and messy and with an indent where he’d bit them–
Biting back a whimper, Fone pulls himself out of the fantasy. He’s rock hard in his pants, dick pressing insistently against the material.
Nothing riles him up as quickly as his honey does. Everything about them has him panting and drooling. And they’re so close now, just within reach. And who could blame him if he were to just… Reach out?
So Fone does. He raises a hand to run the very tip of his fingers over their hair. There’s barely a connection and yet it’s as if he’s getting zapped by electricity. It races down his spine and Fone bites down on his tongue so he doesn’t moan noisily. He doesn’t want to wake them up but they are so irresistible. Maybe it… Would be fine if he touched them a little more? They’re fast asleep, right? And if they woke up to him petting their hair, he could probably play it off as him trying to wake them up, right?
He can… get away with this. Right?
Mallow meows from a pillow they’ve curled up on.
Fone’s hand hovers over his honey’s head for a moment. Then, slowly, he stands. If he’s going to do this…
Mallow weighs next to nothing in his arms as he carries his beloved pet to the bedroom door. He feels kind of bad about kicking them out but there’s no way that he’s keeping them in his bedroom while he’s indulging in his vices.
And is it really a vice if he’s in love?
He watches briefly as Mallow struts down the hallway before closing and locking the door. Just in case. He really doesn’t want to get interrupted.
Taking a deep breath, Fone turns back to face the bed.
His honey is still curled up on it, a feast for his eyes.
How badly he wants to touch them. How badly he wants to run his hands all over them, how badly he wants to reach for the spot between their legs and feel their arousal. Arousal he awakened in them, made happen by kissing and licking and sucking all their favorite spots. Fone doesn’t quite know where all of them are, he has some suspicions but that’d be half the fun, right? Teaching his honey all the spots which make them feel good, getting them as addicted to him as he is to them. Or granting them reign to explore Fone’s own body. He wants to be the focus of their undivided attention, he wants his honey to look at him with such intensity that it’ll set him ablaze. He wants to feel seen.
Fone wants them to look at only him. He is the only one who understands what they need and is the only one who can give it to them. And if anyone tries to get between them, he’ll–
No. No, he’s wasting precious time.
Quietly, as not to wake them, Fone walks over to the bed and kneels next to it. His honey looks so blissful and innocent, face half buried in his pillow. Do they… like his smell that much? Heat creeps into his cheeks. He used that pillow this morning. He’d rocked against it, gasping his honey’s name. He’d come all over it and had intended to wash it but then he’d dozed off and hadn’t gotten around to it at all so he’d tossed it onto the rest of his pillow pile.
But maybe his honey had a knack for seeking him out and looked specifically for something which had the strongest scent?
Did they already subconsciously decide that they wanted Fone?
If that was true, then… Wouldn’t it be okay for him to touch them more?
One hand begins to stroke their hair, slowly and carefully, while the other undoes the button on Fone’s pants to make space for it to slip inside. There’s a wet spot on his underwear already, he can feel it, so Fone tugs his dick until the head is peeking out. There’s precome beading at the slit and Fone uses his thumb to spread it around before he gives himself the first cautious stroke. He’s watching his honey like a hawk, looking for signs of wakefulness but they are out cold. Shit… They are so vulnerable and cute, just for him. There’s no one else they do this with, Fone would know. He knows every part of their day quite intimately. And if there was someone else?
Fone would kill them.
He groans at the thought of it, his honey coming to him with tears in their eyes, ignored and abandoned by their friends, and Fone, their only anchor, would console them. Would hold them close and pet their hair, just like he’s doing now. They’d open up to him and cling to him and maybe Fone would be able to make them see that they need no one but him. That he’s the only person in their life who truly matters.
Fone’s toes dig into the rug below as he begins to fuck up into his hand, desperately stifling his whimpers though he cannot suppress his heavy breathing. As much as he wants to keep touching his honey’s hair, he’s worried he’s going to end up twisting his fingers in their hair and pulling on accident, inadvertently waking them up.
He’s not ready for that. Not yet.
So he moves his hand to grip his bedding tightly instead, fisting the sheets.
His entire bed is going to smell like his beloved. Fone’s never washing these sheets again, ever.
Oh, how he wishes he could be crouched above them. But the rocking of the bed would surely wake them up and Fone hasn’t spent the last couple of days sending his honey messages and getting them used to his presence just to waste it all with a careless moment of lust.
It’s alright, their face will do just fine. Every single part of them is perfect.
Groaning, Fone grinds faster against his palm as the image of their face covered in his come fills his head. Covering their cheeks, spread over their nose and lips. Maybe their tongue would dart out just for a taste of him. Fuck, maybe it would drip down their throat and his honey would be considerate enough to scoop it up and bring it to their lips-
Wasting nothing he could give to them–
The look they’d give him as they’d lick it off of their fingers.
Smoldering and wanting. Eager for him to come and mark them. As if they really, truly want it.
Fone cannot fully stifle his whimper as he ruts desperately into his own hand, coating his palm with precome. Close, he’s so fucking close! Just a little more. Just a little more and he’ll be coming.
His honey makes a tiny noise and Fone’s gaze snaps to their lips. They are still parted, alluring and inviting, as if they want Fone to spill all over them and Fone–
He really can’t hold back any longer.
Fone all but sees stars when the mounting heat finally reaches a tipping point and he comes, hard and messily, over his palm and his fingers. It’s always a lot, thick and Fone wedges his other hand into his pants so he can give his balls a bit of a squeeze. The sensation has his thighs quaking as another shot of come hits his palm. And even though every nerve in his body is buzzing, is on fire, he’s still not looking away from his honey’s face.
Wonderful. They are a marvel and they are his.
He’s too far gone to try and catch any stray shots so when Fone finally comes down from his high, he notices some damp spots on his sweater. Ungh. Hopefully, they’ll be dry by the time his honey wakes up. Panting harshly, Fone allows his head to drop back for a moment and bask in the afterglow.
But… what to do with the semen coating his hand?
His gaze falls on the bottle his honey had drunk from earlier. Slowly, he gets up and shuffles over to it. Yes. Yes, he wants his honey to take a part of him home with them. So he twists off the cap and angles his hand so his come runs down his palm, down his fingers, from where it ultimately drips down into the drink. When the flow begins to slow down, he presses one finger after another into the bottle and smears what’s left coating them against the inside of the bottle. Once that’s done, he twists the cap back on and swirls the bottle around, watching with half lidded eyes as his come mixes with the drink.
Eyes bright with satisfaction, Fone leaves the bottle where he found it and exits the bedroom to clean up a little.
And when his precious honey wakes half an hour later, the first thing Fone does is offer the bottle to them.
Watching them guzzle the contents down greedily sates a deeply possessive part of him.
Who knows? Maybe tomorrow, he’ll be able to slip them actual sleeping pills. Maybe tomorrow, he will finally be able to rub himself all over the real deal. Maybe tomorrow, he’ll give them a reason to stop going home at all.
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You'd never guess this cute guy bathes like once a week.
Give the nasty a bath, please.
#honey hotline vn#honey hotline fone#honey hotline vn fanart#get him in the shower#that braid must sound so crunchy already#yet he looks so damn pretty even like that
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HELLO HELLO~
Hey! I'm Luna, a fanfic writer I enjoy doing this stuff so I'll poste on here every so often. I'm also open to suggestions if anyone wants something specific.
I'm writing for these fandoms:
Visual Novels :
• My Dear Hatchet Man - Alan
• 14 Days With You - Ren
• Sunny Day Jack - Jack (Possibly Shaun & Ian)
• SNAGEMON - Garrett (Bram and King will be added after the game updates)
• John Doe - John
• Comfort Pillow - Illow/Siorce
• Honey Hotline - Fone, Amesy, Seon
• Blooming Panic - Xyx, NakedToster, Nightowl, Quest
• Slasher Dating Sim - Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers (Haven't written for any of the other boys but I'll try 'em out once there routes are released)
OL1 - Cove (Sorry to Baxter Derek and Jeremy enjoyers)
OL2 - Qiu, Tamarack, Daren, (Possibly some Baxter if I feel up to it.)
Media :
• Marble Hornets - Jay, Tim, Brian, Alex, Jessica, Amy (Mostly Jam, poly Tim Jay and Brian, also some angst, im open to other suggestions tho)
• VTubers - Nigisanji En, Indie creators (I'll probably be doing Shoto x Vox Akuma and some x reader stuff, I don't know to many indie creators so if anyone wants to suggest someone specific, tag there Twitch or YouTube with your suggestion)
South Park - Kenny, Stan, Kyle, Cartman mainly (Probably quiet a bit of aged up high school scenarios, Creek, Style sometimes Stan and Wendy will be together for plot purposes, Himan I know there toxic as fuck but what can u do, also a little bit of Bunny if anyone asks, if I'm writing a reader X character then if they are canonically gay or lesbian they will be catered towards there respective audiences)
My Comfort Levels :
I'm mostly comfortable with writing everything there are a few things I refuse to write though.
No Thankyou List :
• Non-con (Pretty self explanatory)
Minor sexualisation (If characters are young in the original fandom they will be aged up)
• Hardcore gore (Nothing that can be described as gut wrenching, other gore is fine)
• SOME Kinks (Anything I find uncomfortable, I'll still do other kink stuff tho)
• If there is any content creators that do not feel comfortable with fanfiction being written about them please don't ask for me to write about them. (PLEASE check if the creator you are asking to be written about is comfortable with it!)
• Nothing I just generally am uncomfortable with
!THIS LIST WILL GROW AND BE UPDATED!
#14 days with you#my dear hatchet man#snaggemon#sunny day jack#honey hotline vn#jhon doe#blooming panic#slashers#comfort pillow vn#mdhm game#14dwy#sdj jack#14dwy redacted#14dwy ren#mdhm alan#alan orion#thief garrett#sdj ian#sdj shaun#honey hotline fone#illow#jason voorhees#michael myers#marble hornets#brian marble hornets#jay marble hornets#blooming panic xyx#our life now and forever#our life beginnings & always#tim sutton
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Fone likes Queen <3
Bweep bweep have some Fone fanart with my Queen!Lilith sona <33
Fone is from @ringringringbananafone
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Creating the yanbois in Sims 4 and "accidentally" trapping them in the basement:
(I was inspired to do this after Nick creates Fone and Krow in Sims 4. And please dont attac me, ik their appearance is not accurate bc there's a limited male cc that fits on them, and im using mostly maxis match cc bc alpha cc is not my taste so yea, its hard to find exactly the hair and their exact ootd. Just doing this for fun, instead of doing my laundry and going to grocery)
(From left to right: Ezra, Friend, Harper, Fone, Krow, Ren, Nova and MC)
DAY 1:
- MC just invited them to a dinner party. They didnt suspect anything, maybe MC just like the basementcore aesthetic they've said. Until they realized, the door wont open and MC is nowhere to be found..
- its time for a group huddle with Mallows (the cat in a bee costume) as their advisor. Mallows keeps going down in the basement, maybe bc Fone is there? Idk but yea, im just going to make him my warden. Mallows will be MC's eyes.. But something happen:
- well, Mallows the Cat in a Bee Costume, is a strict warden. He keeps hissing and ends up fighting with Nova and Fone (the betrayal). Everytime they do group huddle, Mallows are doing jiu jitsu on them 😂 The reason: Mallows just woke up and choose violence that day.
-and theres Friend, the type of roommate who loves to clean, like the first thing he do is judge my kitchen counter and brushed it aggresively, like hey its not even dirty!? Friend doesnt care that he has been trapped in a basement. The most important thing is to make this place clean. The entire time, besides Mallows Wrestlemania segment, Rens infamous Mac & Cheese and the group meeting, he goes back cleaning and washing the dishes.
- and here is Ezra questioning how MC pulled a reverse uno card on him and yep! thats the face of pure regrets of eating Ren's Mac & Cheese. (I missed to take a screenshot of that moment when Ren is cooking Mac and Cheese, Fone and Nova keeps teaching him how to cook, Ren dropping the salt shaker in the pan and Ezra being the first one to eat it)
- Nova and Harper fighting for this one bed, even tho there are 7 beds. They keep doing a staring contest, whoever blink, will lose this bed (like its always this bed, sometimes if Harper is the one who sleep on this one, Nova would sleep on the floor instead of choosing another bed 😭 Nova, i have this urge to put a vent on the basement just to spite you.. Stop sleeping on the flooooor!
- Ren and Krow napping peacefully on their first day as long as Ren promised to never cook again. And yes, finally they used their own bed! They discovered that the bed I put in there is for sleeping not for just aesthetic n shit, praise the lo-
- and a rare photo of Fone exercising 😊 after turning off the tv everytime someone watches it. Fone cares about MC's electric bill. Be like Fone. I refuse to use motherlode so you really need to save on electricity guys.
- and introducing MC, was recently turned as a vampire and instead of buying a blood pack, they choose to build a basement, and put all the yanbois and make them her own blood bank.
Will try to add the another yanbois like Virgil, Robin, Morogh, Henry, Keith, Ten etc. Just hoping that my Sims wont crash 🤞 (bc the maximum household members including pets are 8, so i think but im hoping that it will not be laggy when I add another batch of yanbois hahahahaha, i can hear now my pc cursing me in c++ language 😂)
#restart heart vn#cannibal sweetheart#the krows nest#honey hotline vn#see thru need a friend#camp willowpeak#14 days with you#Mallows the Warden#Sims4#me playing thinking that maybe it will become my stress reliever#the amount of stress after seeing them not using the bed ive put bc they decide that the floor is so much better#and also putting the fire alarm after seeing Harper struggling in the kitchen for fire safety
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Wash wash wash scrub scrub scrub
Fone from @ringringringbananafone
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@ringringringbananafone/@yourcomfortpillow have broken the door and entered the room, welcome to the homie-zone! <3 ask some questions about Fone and Illow!
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Fone: "Divaa, i saw this really cute matching star hairclips that reminded me of you, would you want to wear it with me ?"
"Aaaw you were thinking about me pup pup?" Diva coos, wrapping her arms around Fone's neck, pulling him into a loose hug before taking the clips out of his hand.
"These are so cute Fone! I didn't know you had an eye for these things~" She pulls some of her hair back before clipping it in place with the star accessory. "Here, your turn!" Diva then does the same with Fone, pushing back his hair before clipping it with the matching clip.
"Hehe, we look so cute no?"
#i larv fone#i also larv nick#hot killer babes ⭐️#hot killer babes vn#💗xoxodiva#honey hotline vn#💗ttylfone#silkbab3y
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Finally got to drawing another MC. This time for @ringringringbananafone
Meet Juda. If the family name seems familiar, it is because they are indeed related to Salem. However, where Salem is a witch, Juda is a straight-up Necromancer. They have no filters and were that kind of kid that would pick up dead stuff and chase the other kids with it. All shirts and sneakers are customised by themselves. They really like drawing faces on things. Also always has googly eyes and glue on hand.
I also included the ship meme because that is fun and a Fone for scale~
#original character#honey hotline vn#hh fone#oc#yandere boy#Fone is stinky and Juda loves it#the Black family is a weird bunch#yes there is more than two
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late new year art that i only managed to finish now sob sob.,,
my oc (middle) with illow/siorce from @yourcomfortpillow (18+ blog mdni) and fone from @ringringringbananafone (18+ mdni) i luv their character designs/their games sm omg they made helped me get out of my art block
EXTRA:
bc i heard this red head hates poor fone ;;
they’d prolly do something worse than this tbh
#honey hotline vn#comfort pillow vn#fone#illow#honey hotline#also ik they have two sets of ears LMAO i didnt know why i only realized now </3#happy belated birthday to nick (the dev) btw!!#ur work is absolutely amazing dont let anyone tell u otherwise#yandere#konehiion_art#yandere boy
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Honey Hotline - Understand the Ship (Fone/Jake)
Might as well outright admit that I’ve fallen into Honey Hotline Hell. @ringringringbananafone I am so sorry that Fone has to deal with a guy who is 40% himbo, 40% oblivious airhead and 20% amateur sleuth. Picrew used.
Tidbits:
- Calls Fone a Hamster in his head. It’s the squishy cheeks...
- The type who, rather than get jealous, would point at Fone interacting with people and go “Look, my boyfriend is making friends! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*) You’re doing amazing, sweetie.“ Also does Not Understand why Fone stares so intensely when Jake makes plans with friends/other people or why Fone is suddenly glued to his side.
- Don’t worry about the bandaids and bandages. Jake’s simply insanely accident prone. :)
- Was originally supposed to be the named reader of this HH fic.
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I was forced to give my hands a break because of a small bruise on my knuckle….time to play more vns and add to the shipping list. UwU Methinks Fone and Seon are great additions.
#si speaks#honey hotline vn#I’m playing the groom of Gallagher mansion next hehehehe#but also ahhhh Fone#Patter don’t kill me please T x T
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