march nineteen eighty-three 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 :) "𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞" In which teenage Stevie finds the success of her bestfriend's band drives them further apart - and her massive, insatiable crush of course. horror movies, comic books, vhs tapes, midnight waffle house runs, action figures, the 80s & thrash metal

⭒°˖⋆ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 . ʻ 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔴𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔶 ‚ 【 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖘 . 】©𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

Sirens, screams, cries is all I heard around me. My vision blurs with tears glazing over my eyes. This was not how I was expecting the night to go. It started with a broken down motel room and a hangover; now here I am laid out old the cold wet grass with nothing but pain all over. Hi my name's Viola and heres how I fucked my life up.

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗧 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀. 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸 request in either A: dms or B: comments WARNING: some chapters may contain smut levels of intensity (1-5) fluff - just plain ole sweet sad fluff - bittersweet fluff w/ smutty undertones - no sex but very suggestive tragic fluff - depressing, but usually has a happy ending smut - there will be sex