Jopper Is My Life

Steve:

Happy Halloween y’all!

this is all now(fic requests open)

“Is anybody seeing what I’m seeing?” Dustin asks. He is all but gawking down the rows of theater seats. His friends all seem to engrossed in their own conversations (Lucas and Max have carried an argument in with them, Mike was explaining the premise of the movie to Eleven while she helped Will pass bags of candy he’d stuffed into his backpack). Dustin, seated at the center of the cases, looks one way and then the other and lets out a long and exasperated sigh. “Are you shitting me?” he asks, and he jabs his elbow hard into Max’s ribs.

“Ow!” she yells. “What the shit, Dustin?”

“Isn’t that your brother down there?” He points and Max looks down the rows to where Billy is reaching for popcorn from the oversized tub in Steve Harrington’s lap. He says something that makes Steve nudge him away, and then they both laugh. 

“And in the end,”

I don’t care who you are or what’s canon, you cannot take this away from me, not after that last episode-

AMERICAN HORROR STORY 1984 feat. STEVE & BILLY ??

here’s an idea my dudes, cause I’m on a roll tonight!

This was heavily inspired by nonother than @plistommy

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There’s a new kid in school.

he drives riding this cool lowrider black motorcycle. He comes in wearing a black trench, dark blue shirt, black pants, and cool black boots. He always wears this cool Cheshire cat smile and smug hazel eyes. Girls swoon when he does a little wink and smirks at them

His name? 

Jason Dean.

He walks around school, about to go behind the school and light up a cig, when he bumps into someone. He takes a good look at whoever bumped into him and damn.

Bouncy big hair, pale skin dotted with beauty marks, one of the biggest Bambi brown eyes he’s ever seen, pink gradient pouty lips.

“Ahh!… Geez, Sorry!” The boy apologizes, JD lets out a chuckle.

“It’s fine”

The boy blinks, “Oh! you’re the new kid, Jason Dean”

JD smirks, “Greetings and salutations, and who may you be?”

The boy giggles as he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, “Steve, Steve Harrington.”

“Isn’t he a spitting image of Veronica?” JD thought. He puts his hands inside his pockets, “Well, Steve. I need some help finding my way around here. A pretty boy like wouldn’t mind helping a fellow like me? would you?” He asked, watching the other boy blush pink.

Steve beams, “Yeah, sure. I’d be happy to help”

JD smirks, “Great” He winked.

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“Who the hell is that?”

Tommy stops chewing whatever he’s eating, “Who?”

Billy glares across the cafeteria, watching angrily as this trench wearing freak ‘casually’ stretches his arms, his left arm around HIS Steve, who giggles at whatever that fucker said. “Him, the one wrapping his noodle arms around Harrington”.

“Ohhh..yeah, That’s the new kid, Jason Dean,” Tommy mumbles, his mouth full of food.

Billy continues watching them through narrowed eyes, his knuckles turning white in his clenched fists.