The death of Kristen broke the Craft family. Phil, in his grief, neglected his youngest, Tommy, subconsciously blaming him for the death of his wife. Techno, who was never great at handling emotions or children, followed suit. Wilbur, who was closest to his mother, was cruel and vicious to the child, and even though a part of him loved his youngest brother, his grief was far stronger. If Kristen's death broke the Craft family, Tommy's suicide shattered it. Each family member blaming each other for the fate of the youngest son, the no-longer Craft family split apart. Ten years after the suicide of Wilbur's younger brother Tommy, Wilbur drunkenly opened up to his friends about his biggest regret, but when he asked if he wanted the chance to change what happened, Wilbur and the rest of his estranged family members wake up ten years in the past, one week before Tommy killed himself. Wilbur and the rest of the Craft family must put aside their hatred for each other to save their youngest, and hopefully, in the process, fix their family. *Read First page for detailed trigger warnings*

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𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒘- 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒘 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔! 𝒊𝒇 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎, 𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚! 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅!! 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒊 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕- 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕 :𝑫 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚! 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆.

~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //