#maybe i'll do some fun sexy stuff for october

[rynwritesstuff]

I totally forgot to post this yesterday, but happy three years to this weird little blog lol. I know I don't post on here too often, but whenever I do, I'm always touched by the love I receive. I'm so, so lucky to have met so many wonderful friends on this funky website lmao. If you've ever read any of my stuff - thank you, I love you, I hope to be posting some shenanigans again soon <33

[nicolewritesthings]

What would Madonna do?

Summary: Hopper!Reader tries to have a fun night on her favorite holiday, but her best friend’s love life gets in the way.

a/n: posting my drafts now because why not! This is another installment for Steve x Hopper!reader. Can be read as a one shot, but also the earliest timeline moment I’ve written in the series so far. Please read the blurb that kicked this idea off if you’d like :)

Steve Harrington x Hopper!reader, Slight Billy in there too, drinking + light petting

October 31, 1984 - Tina's Halloween Party

Music blasts through the packed house filled with Hawkin's students dressed up in their very best, or worst, costumes. Nancy Wheeler beelines for the suspicious red juice, leaving her boyfriend, Steve, to mingle with his beloved peers.

He scans the room, his gaze settling onto Hopper!Reader, his new pal, who was dressed as a very hot Madonna. She smiles wide and waves even bigger, grabbing tightly to the tequila bottle in her hand and shoving her way to Steve.

Steve beams down at her, his eyes fleeting down to her lips just for a moment before snatching the bottle out of her hand.

"Hey! All you have to do is ask. No need to be so aggressive," she rolls her eyes as Steve takes a swig, handing the bottle back to her.

He shakes his head, "Madonna. Really?"

She shrugs, taking a gulp, "it's sexy and fun. Just like me!"

"And who's the lucky man tonight?" Steve wraps an arm around her, surveying the crowd. He points, "George from first period? Or captain of the football team this time?"

Hopper bites her lip and grabs Steve's chin, turning his attention across the room to Billy Hargrove doing a keg stand, the crowd cheering him on. She smirks, "I'm thinking I'll finally give the new kid a shot."

Steve straightens up, "absolutely not."

She puts her hands on her hips and glares up at him. "Like you have a say in this."

"He's a psychopath. Like, really hyped up on testosterone. It's intense," he states, trying to plead his case. She takes another swig of the tequila, leaning closer, getting up in Steve's face.

"Maybe an intense, testosterone filled psychopath is just what I want," she cocks her head, turning on her heel and strutting to Billy who is mid celebration.

Steve shakes his head, chuckling a bit. Hopper always managed to surprise him. After the events of last year, the two ran in the same orbit now. But their friendship really kicked off when they were partnered together for Chem lab, to which Steve was shocked to see she was even taking Junior chemistry as a Sophomore. He didn’t know much about Hopper other than her cemented reputation as the Chief’s wild daughter. From the bits and pieces uttered about her in the locker room and from what he gathered at parties, he heard she could hold her liquor and was extremely talented in the bedroom. Whatever that meant.

The rumor was, that while she didn’t sleep with a ton of guys, he had only heard of two or three, she was the best they ever had. So when the boys at Hawkins are saying that, some of the girls take it and spin it to create jealous rumors that she’s a total slut. But she doesn’t care about that one bit. Hopper knows who she is and now Steve was starting to as well.

Regardless of the dumb high school reputation, she got along with everyone and managed to slip easily through the different social circles. Partly because of her numerous extracurriculars, but mainly because she was a genuine person. Kind, funny, and completely herself.

So they spent all of last Spring meeting for school stuff, and their relationship turned more into a friendship, bonding over their shared Upside Down trauma and similarly stupid humor. He only hung out with one other person more - Nancy, who didn’t particularly get Hopper’s vibe. She mentioned they had been friends once, but inevitably grew apart. The girls genuinely liked each other, but Steve had a feeling they only tolerated their friendship because of him.

But, again, Hopper was so much more than he expected and so was their friendship. It was easy with her and fun, something he never quite felt with anyone before. So, he can only sit back and enjoy the show, waiting for her silly antics to blow up in her face.

He watches as Billy's gaze lands on Hopper approaching him. A smirk appears on his face. She offers him the bottle to which he gladly takes. Accepting defeat, Steve retreats to the kitchen, looking around for his very drunk girlfriend.

Hopper smirks as Billy takes long gulps of the tequila. He wipes his mouth, "I see you've finally come around, Hopper."

"Oh no, I'm just testing the waters. You've still got to jump through a few hoops," she grabs the bottle back and takes a sip.

Billy shakes his head, laughing, "so it's true what they say about you. Always can count on the chief's daughter to have a good time."

"Guess you'll have to find out and see,” she raises her eyebrows, “let’s dance.”

She takes his hand, letting him guide her to the dance floor.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Nancy gulps down another drink while Steve reluctantly watches Hopper move closer and closer into Billy. He watches as Billy leans down, her hand gripping his shirt and pulling him toward her. Steve turns away, taking a deep breath.

"Hey Nance, let's dance -" he stops short as Nancy haphazardly dunks her cup into the punch bowl. He rushes over to her as she tries to go back in.

"No, no, no," Steve pleads, grabbing her arm.

Nancy turns, "get off."

He pulls her away from the bowl, "No, you've had enough, okay?"

"Screw you," she warns, yanking herself away.

"Nance, I'm serious," Steve pleads but she's quick to dunk her cup back into the bowl. "Hey. Hey. Hey. Stop. No, I'm serious," he warns, reaching into the bowl.

The full cup teeters between Steve and Nancy as they yank it back and forth.

On the dance floor, Hopper moves her body against Billy, their lips connected just slightly as she plays hard to get. He moves a hand to the back of her head, gripping it. She let's out a small gasp at the sudden pressure, smiling into his lips and leaning into his touch.

"Careful," she warns playfully, "you're so close to winning me over."

Billy laughs, pulling back to look at her, "oh yeah? What's my prize then? If I win."

"If you win," she teases, "hm. I’ll think about it.”

He pauses, eyes glimmering with interest, “you’re good, Hopper.”

She goes to lean in when a GASP echos from the kitchen, catching the entire crowd's attention. Billy continues to lean in while Hopper looks over at the scene, finding a punch-soaked Nancy scowling at a very distraught Steve.

"Nance," Steve pleads, following Nancy up the stairs.

Billy follows Hopper’s hard gaze on Steve. He tries not to rolls his eyes. "The married couple will be fine, don't worry," he assures her with just a hint of annoyance.

She ignores his slight tone and nods her head, trying to push Steve from her mind and focus on the extremely attractive boy right in front of her.

As if switching on a light, she snaps back to the flirty girl she was just moments before. She grabs his shirt and pulls him in for a deep kiss.

Billy wraps his arms around her, his hand finding her butt, gripping it tight as the other cradles her neck. She lets her hands wander his tone arms and chest. His lips are softer than she thought they'd be. Actually, he's softer than she thought he'd be. While he grips her tight, it's never harsh, just purposeful. She pulls back. He smiles down at her.

"Let’s get out of here," he smirks.

She nods, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the side door and past the stairs. Just as they reach the first step, Steve rushes down, colliding with her and Billy. She lets go of Billy's hand.

"Whoa, whoa. What's wrong?" she asks Steve, putting a hand to his chest.

Steve looks down, "nothing, Igotta go." He tries to leave but she's quick to grab his arm. She looks up at his watery eyes and brings a hand up to his flushed cheeks.

"No, something's wrong," she insists.

Billy groans from behind her, "he said he was fine. Right, Harrington?"

Steve finally looks up, eyeing Billy then Hopper. "Yeah, don't worry Hop. Have fun."

"That's it, I'm taking you home," she loops her arm into his and heads for the door. Billy throws his hands up, "what the hell?"

She looks back, a smirk on her face, "guess you'll have to work a little bit harder to catch me!"

"Oh, we'll see about that!" he calls back, attempting to cover up his intrigue with annoyance.

———————

The cool Halloween night settles around her and Steve as they walk down the empty residential street, handing the tequila bottle back and forth between the two.

"Bullshit! She said our entire relationship was bullshit! That loving me was, was -"

"Bullshit?" Hopper interjected.

Steve threw his hands up, "exactly! I can go my whole life without ever hearing that word again.

She bites her lip, smiling to herself, "yeah man, that's total...bullshit."

He stops in his tracks, "fuck off."

She nudges Steve, frowning "Seriously though, I'm sorry that happened tonight."

"I don't know what to do. This is the first girl I've ever really seen a future with. What am I supposed to do now?"

Hopper nods, tearing her gaze from him. God, he really is obsessed with Nancy. Poor guy.

"Okay, first of all, we're just in high school. You still have time to figure your shit out."

"Easy for you to say miss captain of the varsity soccer team, class president, Ivy League bait bitch," Steve huffed.

She laughs, "did you just call me a bitch?"

"Yeah, didn't feel right coming out, but you know what I mean. You have your life figured out. You're going to get out of Hawkins and have a big career in the city and meet some really successful guy and make very beautiful yet devious children while I take over my dad's business and marry Tammy or Courtney or Brittany then have a beer belly by thirty-five and hate my life. Not to mention, you'll forget all about me," Steve groaned.

"Wow, you’ve really thought this through,” she chuckles, crossing her arms.

Steve sighs, “well, I’ve actually thought a lot about my future. You know, a few kids in a cozy home, maybe a dog.”

“Sounds lovely.”

“But, Nancy’s always there,” he shakes his head, “no one else.”

Hopper sucks in a breath. A dull pain pings at the pit of her stomach. It hurts her to see her best friend so dejected, but also, can he not see that he’s deserving of this future even without Nancy Wheeler there to complete it?

She clamps a hand down on his shoulder, “any girl would be lucky to share that with you, Steve.”

He looks down at her, catching the honest look in her eye. He wants to believe her, but it’s too soon. Wallowing is the best option for now.

She stares into his big eyes, Steve’s face closer than she realized. She eyes his pink cheeks, tinted from the cold. He breaks her trance, shrugging and looking ahead as his house comes into view.

“Thanks, man” he says sadly. Man. Could that get anymore friendly? Hopper shakes that thought away and loops her arm into his, snuggling into his side. For warmth, she tells herself.

Steve changes the subject, “so you ditched Hargrove for me? That’ll go over well on Monday.”

“He’d be stupid to give you shit,” she shrugs, “if he’s really interested in me.”

“Would you actually go out with him?”

Hopper contemplates this, “yeah, why not?”

Steve rolls his eyes, “you deserve way better than him. You know that.”

“Oh sure. But not everyone’s looking for the love of their life, Steve,” she teases, “I’m just trying to have a bit of fun before life gets too serious.”

They stroll up his driveway as he smiles, “you always are. That’s what I love about you.”

He says it casually but she’s pretty sure that’s the first time he’s said it. Even if it’s just friendly, it still means a lot to her, stopping her up for a moment.

Steve breaks apart from her, heading to the front door and unlocking it. Hopper follows, quickly catching up with him. A smirk on her face.

“You loooooove me,” she sings in his face.

He rolls his eyes, “yeah, yeah. Don’t let it go to your head, Hopper.”

She smiles wide, heading for the kitchen and making herself a midnight snack like she’s done before. Steve shuts the door, leaving the two teens to their familiar post-party routine.

But this time, it’s a little different. The most subtle of changes have occurred in their feelings for one another. A heartbroken Steve felt like his world was ending, only to have his best friend make him feel slightly less terrible, making him realize that he does care for Hopper so much more than he planned to. Hell, he loves her.

And then there’s her feelings. How that dull pain in her stomach intensified when he said he loved her. She would be lying if she never thought about it, loving Steve. She always chalked up the butterflies in her stomach to simple desire. He was a good looking guy, constantly flirting with her because that’s just how they are - two charmers who happen to be friends.

Well, for now.

[7central]

Ooh I’d love to know:

15. Do you have any unwritten scene that you think about a lot?

16. Is there any written scene that you think about a lot?

21. Is there any unwritten fic that you don't know if you ever will write?

ahh thank you! <3 giving u a big hug in my mind

15. yes! at the moment, it's a scene coming soon ish in the Texas fic! It's going to be (minor spoiler) Lupe playing with Jess' hair in an unexpected moment, and in a way that's kinda odd. I like the idea because it is a moment of physical affection and closeness, but it's not the typical tenderness that is usually in a romance. Lupe is goofy and I'll die on that hill. I think it will be sweet and a little silly, and I'm looking forward to writing it!

16. in terms of my published stuff, I don't think there's anything in particular I think of more than others, but maybe the 'transitive head' (idk what to call it??) scene in the October chapter of I've nowhere to be. I sometimes randomly remember that I came up with that premise and am a little surprised at myself. It's a little bizarre, I like how it turned out!

unpublished, there is a partial draft I have that's just fun and sexy bar shenanigans, inspired by a lady gaga song <3. but I don't know if I'll ever finish/publish it because I have a hard time writing within the 1943 season (even short little things) since I started writing the post-season angle (only 2 fics into my ao3 career lol). I think it's because Lupe's injury and coach/team position and frequent bar visits are all big and very relevant points that I find difficult to honor at the same time as dedicating a fic to a non-canon romance. I usually write Lupe POV and I don't wanna brush over all that (even though obviously she carries these things with her post-season)! I feel like I lose grip on the characterization to not get into all that, but at the same time need to narrow the focus to write something that's any good. there is just too much stuff in the canon for me to balance it all! I really commend the writers who manage it so well.

I also have a 1944 fun in the locker room fic that's honestly just baseball uniform based smut, which I think about posting pretty often. maybe! really the only reason I haven't is because I don't think I write sex very well lmao

21. YES! I would like to write something about Lupe teaching Esti how to use her camera (and instantly regretting it). I have some ideas for it! Just not sure how I'd go about it. Possibly both Lu & Esti POVs. Jess is obviously there too. Because of the reasons I mentioned before and Esti's ostracization from the rest of the team, it'd probably be set in 1944. I'm not sure if I'll ever get to it though, or if I'll take these ideas into the final chapter of just peachy instead. the last chapter of that is going to be Esti (eventually), and I have 3 different drafts of it and they all feel wrong lol. hence why it's not finished yet. I love Esti sm but she's hard to write, because we get so little of her in the show and even her background interactions are sparse :( I want to do her justice!! so I refuse to post something I'm not satisfied with

thank you!!! <3 <3 <3

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