george never was one to fit in at school and everyone knew that; they took ADVANTAGE of that. his home life was in shambles, his school life was no better, and all he had was memories of the one person he called home. for now. TRIGGER WARNINGS: attempted su!cide, od, abuse, panic attacks, death, swearing, yelling goals:) 10K(2/4/21) 15k(2/9/21) 20k(2/14/21) 100k(3/20/21) COVER ART MADE BY: @red_with_envy

the fight costed him his love, his everything. He couldn't turn back time; he couldn't get George back. right? --SEQUEL TO BRUISES SO READ MY FIRST STORY FIRST!!-- --very loosely based off of the song Hey There Delilah-- --cover art by the lovely @BenevolentDame!!-

"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. //