Smaller Isttg Ramble But Owen Using An Inhaler And Generally Having A Hard Time Breathing (especially

Greetings and Salutations-

If you don't know me, it's nice to meet you, I go by Apple (he/him) here on the world wide web. Fair warning, I am an ADULT and do sometimes post ADULT content!! I'm also a college student, which means I don't write nor post on a schedule, butttt I do take requests so send 'em my way!

I'm not terribly active in many fandoms aside from ST right now and I'm lowkey a bit of a lurker... but anyways! here's all my trash, go nutz

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links to ALL my fics under the cut!!

Format: Title: (Rating) where it's posted, ship name, word count

╰┈➤𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰

Dying to Scream but you Can't get it out: (M) 𝘈𝘖3, Steddie, 2300 words

Harringrove Winter Bingo Masterlist: (SFW and NSFW)

Get rid of all Bitterness: (T) 𝘈𝘖3, Harringrove, 1100 words

Billy "The Faggot" Hargrove: (M) 𝘈𝘖3, Harringrove, 2300 words

Stranger Things: Thanksgiving Special: (Gen) 𝘈𝘖3, Gen, 1500 words

Tina's Halloween Bash: (M) 𝘈𝘖3, Harringrove, 2300 words

You Light my Light, I'll Light you: (E) 𝘈𝘖3, Harringrove, 12k words

Good Luck, Harrington: (M) 𝘈𝘖3, Harringrove, 1600 words

Senior Trip: (E) 𝘈𝘖3, Steddie/Ronance, 18k words,

Dontcha, Big Boy?: (E) 𝘈𝘖3, Steddie, 2200 words

Modern au prom ficlet: (SFW) 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳, Harringorve

Prom ficlet: (SFW) 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳, Harringrove

Gay code drabble: (SFW) 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳, Harringrove

╰┈➤𝔖𝔠𝔬𝔱𝔱 𝔓𝔦𝔩𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔪

Just a Little Bi-curious: (E) 𝘈𝘖3, Scollace, 3400 words

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You'll Never Know Just How Many Dreams I Dream About You: (G) 𝘈𝘖3, Stucky, 7000 words

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Eyes Up Here: (E) 𝘈𝘖3, Crankiplier, 4700 words

Markiplier Makes: Edible Arrangements (and Ethan blush): (T) 𝘈𝘖3, Crankiplier, 3000 words

american here. i was scrolling and all the sudden comments stopped loading in. i exited and reopened the app… i got a pop up that said it “has been banned in the US”

it’s over chat

finals are finally over and i've moved back home for the summer, which means i have more time to put more of my blorbos into even more situations. yippie.

an actual real life text i got from my irl friend-

i have a few more harringrove WIPs in the chamber (including bingo stuff finally hallelujah). but after that... chat... do i take a vacation Steddie-ville? im thinking i have to! i mean who am i to deny my beautiful sweet little friends the joys of sick nasty steddie smut?

good day gay people on my computer,

i have been on a splendid european vacation for the last week or so but i am pleased to say that i am back in my home in bumfuck USA which is like. sigh. i will mourn you forever, efficient public transit. but also hooray! because now i have time to write! i have also received TWO more bingo cards in my inbox, a harringrove summer themed bingo, as well as a steddie themed bingo! so stay tuned for more stranger things nonsense from me! also maybe some photos from europe? or a little blog post about it bc i had much fun.

ok adios kiddos, xoxo

one of my favorite little details (that i really hope was intentional). so the melon already draws attention to itself by being the only fruit, but then having a cauliflower next to it??

melon + cauliflower = meloncauli = mr melancholy

Steve’s hand brushed Billy’s as he handed the cigarette back to him. He was surprised he even showed up to prom, he never thought he’d see Billy Hargrove in anything other than skin tight jeans but here he was in a surprisingly well fitted black suit.

And here they were. On the back steps of the school, sharing a cigarette. Another thing Steve would have never guessed would happen in a million years. 

“Pretty boy like you should have a date.” 

“I did. We didn’t click.” 

Billy hummed, bringing the yellow filter up to his lips and taking a deep breath, letting his eyes flutter shut as acid smoke filled around his lungs. 

“Why’d you always call me that?”

He raised an eyebrow, opening his eyes and turning his head to face Steve, gently blowing the smoke into his face. 

“Asshole-” Steve muttered but continued, “pretty boy, why do you always call me pretty boy?”

“I mean I know you aren’t the sharpest tool in the shed but I thought that one was self explanatory.” 

Steve looked at him unimpressed, clearly needing this to be spelled out. Billy rolled his eyes at him.

“You’re pretty.” 

“Right, my bad for expecting a real answer out of you.” 

“That is the real answer.”

Billy looked away, taking a quick drag before elaborating. 

“You’re just, pretty, I suppose. Not many guys are pretty.” 

There was a moment of quiet and Billy swore he heard Steve’s heart beating next to him. Then again, it could have been his own.

“Oh. Well, thanks. I guess.” 

“My pleasure, pretty boy.” 

the way i RAN to make this after hearing the news. good riddance.

“What’s the matter pretty boy? Didn't you have ‘Billy Hargrove’s a dirty queer’ on your bingo card?”

OR After their fight at Tina’s Halloween party, Nancy is propositioned by the one and only, Billy Hargrove. Steve spots them and all hell almost breaks loose. But it appears that was all a part of Billy’s plan.

Halloween fic posted BEFORE Halloween, point 1 Apple