I’m Honey, she/her, I’m 24, bi, and I hyper-fixate on anything with a layered plot and hot people 😌 I’m an INFP-T, Capricorn, chronic daydreamer, committed stoner, and a mother of small people ✨🍃🪐
❤️🔥mostly an Eddie Munson blog for now ❤️🔥
We be marrying this man and havin his babies over here 😌
I love hearing from everyone so please don’t be shy and send me asks or stop by to chat! 😇 we can talk about anything, the doors open always and this is a safe place ✨ unless you’re a minor, then please find your way out! 🫶🏻
What I Will Write about:
Fan Fiction
Fluff/Comfort
Angst (triggering topics will be listed and posts censored 🤍)
General fuckery and tomfoolery
Smut/NSFW
maybe some original stories/characters idk we’ll see how brave I get🫣
Masterlist
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington
I’ll always be here…
Bad Habit
The Big Bad Day
Not the Babysitter 2 3 4
Eddie Munson
x Tarot!Reader
glassy eyes, hazy afternoons 2 3 4 5 6 7
x SingleMom!Reader 2 3 4 5 6
x SecretAdmirer!Reader
mechanic!Eddie
Knocked Up
x BestFriend!Reader 2
Good for You
A Girl Called Honey 2 3
Eddie from Chilis 2
Boyfriend! Eddie can’t stop taking pics of you
Eddie Chat Bot
GVF
Josh Kiszka
rainy day with Josh
Jake Kiszka
slow dancing in the kitchen
absolute filth
Jake loves to watch himself…
Sam Kiszka
Danny Wagner
(Don’t be afraid to message and ask about different characters! I’m open to more than this list)
brothers best friend!Eddie reading your diary while he's balls deep inside of you.
Note: Surprise bitches. 😏 Idk if anyone's gonna read this, ive been on HIATUS 5ever, but this is something I wrote while recovering from dental work high as balls. I hope you enjoy! I'll edit further when my phones charged.
It had been a couple months of your sneaky schemes, Eddie sleeping over and sneaking into your room to "chat" for a few hours after your brother fell asleep. You and Eddie had always been close, but finding your place amongst your brother and his friends could be hard sometimes. So for the most part, Eddie sought you out, finding you around the house to shoot the shit.
Neither of you could tell who started it, neither of you cared. All you know is that one night, he was on your bed, your legs in his lap, his hand on your thigh, the weed was good and your faces were achingly close to each other.
Neither one of you fought before giving in, it was natural as can be.
so of course you just
kept
going.
Since then, any time he could manage to make his way to your room (or walk in on you in the shower), he was there, ready to unbuckle his belt and bend you over.
He loved working in and out of you, setting a brutal pace for himself since he never knew how much time he had with you. He often fantasized about the day he'd be able to take his time with you. Simmering on the idea of massaging your pussy til it was slick and gaping for him, wondering if you'd let him lean forward and lap it all up.
You weren't quite sure what to make of it all, it felt like just another thing you two did together. At least that's how you assumed he felt. The usual glimmer in his eyes as he sauntered into your room never changed, regardless if he was asking for popcorn and a movie or seeing your tits.
You didn't really care, you just liked being around him.
and you quickly found out you were more than willing to do casual if that's what he wanted.
Often times after he left your room, you tried to write about it in your diary to make sense of it all. At first it was passive thoughts about your hang outs, wondering if it meant he saw you as a friend or something more, but ever since you started messing around, its all you ever write about anymore.
Details from the way he made you feel, how long his dick was, and your innermost feelings about him were all in there, no holds barred. You'd never imagined that he'd care enough to read it, let alone what he was about to do next.
He had you face down in a pillow, hand cradling the nape of your neck, your skirts flipped up and over your back, panties discarded in the knotted up bedsheets. You're panting, the air around you is thick and sweet despite the lingering cigarette smoke clinging to his person.
"Oh, I love seeing you like this," He says under his breath as he grabs a handful of your ass. "Face down, ass up, that sweet pussy spread open around my cock," He pressed deep inside you, trembling as he relishes the softness of your walls and you give him a sweet whine. "Shh--not so loud, sweetheart..." His hand found its way into your hair, winding it around his fist and pulling it taught. Your mouth opens with a silent gasp.
He looks to the left and spots the familiar leather bound diary you're always scribbling in, and with a sudden urge, he grabs it up.
He lets it fall open to the place where you left your pen clipped to the page, which happened to be the latest entry about him.
The way it feels when he's inside me... I crave it. I think about him all the time...
He smirked to himself, quickening his pace and pulling your face up to see the page he's on, "You like me so much,I made the journal-how cute.." He cooed into your ear before taking the lobe between his teeth, sending tingles down your spine, your fingers clenching the pillow til you knuckles turned white.
You were so lost in him that you couldn't even speak, your cheeks flaming with embarrassment as he read aloud, "His touch feels like electricity, he makes me feel alive..." He softly chuckled before letting his teeth graze against your neck and biting down and making you clench around him.
"His dick is so long and hard, it hurts sometimes, but I never want to tell him to stop or slow down, I'll take whatever I can get from him. It's so pathetic. I'M pathetic. But do I care??" He recites in his best impression of you as you hide away in the pillow, he chuckles to himself before remarking, "My dick makes you feel pathetic? tsk, aww..."
Then his eyes skimmed over a passage, and he slowed as he took the time to read it, "I want to be around him all the time. For more than these moments we manage to steal-but I don't know if he feels the same way... maybe it's just casual. Maybe he does this with a lot of girls." His heart swells in an unfamiliar way, a smile fighting its way onto his cheeks.
"You're too kind- really," he chuckles as he tosses it to the side. He lets go of your hair and brings both of his hands to your hips, pulling himself out almost completely before shoving back in with a grunt, his front slapping your ass.
"I don't have a diary, but I will tell you this-" He withdrew himself and flipped you over settling between your thighs before sliding in with ease. You inhaled sharply at the fullness, your chest heaving. He licks his lip before pulling up your shirt, freeing your breasts to bounce as he pleased.
"There isn't anyone else I'm doing this with..." He pressed his bare chest against yours, looking deep into your eyes. His fingers gently smoothed your hairline as he worked a slow easy pace in and out. "Right here, with you, is my favorite place to be..." He whispered, nose to nose- working himself in and out in and out at an agonizing pace that dragged on deliciously. "I love being with you in any way I can get it." He admitted into the darkness.
Your eyes are huge as he plants a kiss on your lips. You open your mouth and nudge his tongue with yours, wrapping your legs around his waist as he plunges in with fervor.
"Aww, my pussy makes you feel pathetic?" You quietly mock with a smile.
"Aw, that's my girl," He mumbles against you, his embrace tightening around your torso, and thrusts growing more and more eager as he chases his orgasm and yours.
Alright yall, Deftones/septum piercing boy turned into a ghost, may he rest in peace 💀 but never fear….
the Pizza Guy is here. 😏👀
That’s right, a new white boy of the month in Honeyland but that’s okay, I’ve decided to award him white boy of the month, every month for the rest of the year (at least) because he’s my BOYFRIEND!
he actually asked me and everything, like whaaaat?
I love the story of how we met so much so imma write it out a little bit before I toy with turning it into an Eddie fic like I did with the chilis waiter 💀🫶🏻
Read on if you’re interested in my weird love life, it’s appreciated but never required!
TW: pregnancy sickness, crush on someone other than your shitty ass husband (it’s okay we’re divorced now 🥳😂)
Basically back in 2021, I was heavily pregnant with my second child and alllllways craving pizza. I already order dominos often enough they know my name and order when I come in, but it was much more often than normal while I was growing a human 😂
One day, I go to pick up my order at the dominos hot spot in town and there is a handsome Covid-masked boy there waiting for me.
I’d never seen him before so I knew he was new. I got shy and just accepted the pizza, trying to get back into my car as quickly as possible. But then he gave me the loveliest smile and wished me a good day and I thought about it a smidge longer than a married woman should.
The next time I saw him, he gave me tons of paper plates and napkins and full shakers of pepper and Parmesan, and that became a regular occurrence I didn’t think too much of. (Turns out he was STEALING FROM WORK)
The next time, he asked me about how I was feeling, about my baby, and what his name was going to be.
And then the next time, I was late picking up my order, and it’s protocol to call the customer in that instance, so he calls me and asks if I’m okay. Truth be told, I wasn’t 💀 I had BARFED all over myself (cause pregnant) as I was driving over there. I was so upset, clamoring around my car searching for an old hoodie to pull on, but I couldn’t find anything 🥲
Obviously I wasn’t going to tell him all that, so I told him I’d be there momentarily, that I had just been sick.
He offers to drive it to me, free of charge, but I was almost there anyway.
He didn’t even acknowledge the puke on my shirt and gave me the same smile he always did (that I couldn’t see cause of the mask lmao) and told me to be careful going home.
lemme tell you that when I got back, I had a text from an unknown number asking if I got home okay 🥺 my friend was utterly convinced this dude had the hots for me but I was married and pregnant so I had a hard time hoppin on that bandwagon, “it’s not like anything’s going to happen anyway”
I’d say a month after that, I stopped seeing him and assumed he’d moved onto bigger and better things than dominos.
Cut to January 2024, I’m swiping on bumble, minding my business and I see the cutest guy in a Metallica shirt eating noodles straight from the pot over the sink. I was already set on swiping right, but then I looked further at his profile and lo and behold, a selfie in a familiar domino’s uniform!! It had to be him.
I swipe right, we MATCH, I confirm it’s him, he REMEMBERS ME, and we plan a date.
He suggested that we meet at our “old spot” and he’d bring dinner.
And what does he bring??
A dominos pizza and a dozen red roses. 🥺
Turns out my friend was right, he confirmed that he had a “huge little crush” on me and that he’d bargain with the other drivers to get my order if it wasn’t his to take 😭 he’d give them the tips I’d give him if he ever had to convince someone to switch with him 🥲
I’ve dated some very kind and respectful people since July 2023 but this guy blows them all out of the water 😭
He’s so communicative, his boundaries and emotional intelligence are unmatched, we have the same taste in music, his love languages are the same as mine, he’s also a single father (and absolutely rocks it), we share the same values, every day he’s surprising me with some lore of his, or his kindness, or thoughtful nature 🥺
he plans every date, sends me his work schedule so I know when I can come in for a surprise visit if I want to, he brings me snacks, pays for and pumps my gas, opens every door, and won’t even let me lift a finger in my own house!!! All without me asking.
And don’t get me started on the sex bro… I— I can’t. 🥲🫠😮💨
If you read this far, I love you, I hope you’re doing well, I miss my tumblr/eddie hyper fixation so much, but I feel it coming back 🤍 I hope to finish our beloved stories and give them all the endings they/we deserve 😌🥰
I forgot how healthy Bryce and Hunt's relationship was. I skimmed the first book to remember the plot for the second, and they always come back to apologize, they're quite respectful towards one another, beyond the sexy and banter they have thoughtful and emotional conversations, and care for one another.
Like, damn someone cooked here. When they talked about grief??? Emotional. Bryce caring for Hunt when he's dissassociating? One of my favorite chapters. Their dialogues feel real and their actions feel genuine. It's a great time, you guys.
SJM has been slowly raising more the bar for the couples in her books since ToG, and I'm here for it.
someone help, a boy with a septum piercing that likes Deftones told me I’m stunningly beautiful and wants to cook for me 🫠 I’ve fallen down and I can’t get up.
UPDATE: we’ve been on two dates and he told me he isn’t interested in dating anyone else 😭 I might die, no one has ever been so kind to me. Plz god let it be real. 😭🥲
someone help, a boy with a septum piercing that likes Deftones told me I’m stunningly beautiful and wants to cook for me 🫠 I’ve fallen down and I can’t get up.
UPDATE: we’ve been on two dates and he told me he isn’t interested in dating anyone else 😭 I might die, no one has ever been so kind to me. Plz god let it be real. 😭🥲
someone help, a boy with a septum piercing that likes Deftones told me I’m stunningly beautiful and wants to cook for me 🫠 I’ve fallen down and I can’t get up.
someone help, a boy with a septum piercing that likes Deftones told me I’m stunningly beautiful and wants to cook for me 🫠 I’ve fallen down and I can’t get up.
Dropping this here for all of my babes interested in spirituality, energy healing, and connecting deeply, I’d love to facilitate a space for us to come together and talk 🤍 as I grow in my journey I will add more services but here’s what we’re starting with!
Feel free to message me if you have any questions about tarot or reiki! I’ve been studying and practicing both for two years and would love to share my experiences with those that feel called to reach out. ✨
hahahahhahaha I miss the days where my thoughts were only occupied by a cutie pie metal head instead of the overwhelming cloud of despair that follows me around instead. 🫠🥲💖 y’all I can’t even read?? Watch tv?? Listen to music??? All the old tricks aren’t working wtf.
I know you’re on a wee break, but I thought I’d come to say I am always thinking of Eddie and Honey. ❤️❤️
I love you and think of you so often 😭 I hope you and yours are doing well! 🫶🏻
As for Eddie and Honey, I’m always thinking of them too. Today I actually started adapting it into a more original story with more characters added into the mix so maybe someday we’ll see A Girl Called Honey on a shelf and we will be the select few that know Dylan Jenkins is truly Eddie Munson 💀🤍
I hope I can continue their story soon and give them the happiest ending imaginable 😭
I can’t tell you how much I think of you and all my tumblr babes on the daily 🥺💖 I miss you all so much. This hole I’ve fallen into has been dark but I think I’m starting to ease into the inspired part of my depression. 🤞🏼
I hope you’ve been well too, I hope everyone that’s reading this is. If you ever feel moved to send me a Rec I won’t be mad about it 👀🫶🏻
