#Martin McFly

[tobytost]

some bttf game sketches + Martin Mcfly???

hi bttf fandom :3

[randomcherryfan]

Emmett Brown lost media confirmed

(Screenshot taken by my boyfriend)

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JanAUry Day 2: Citizen Valley Martin (replacement AU)

I just wanted to draw him so bad

[nemmet]

If I'm not too late for the ask!: 📚 and Martin?

well, he was studying…

[dcentralgamer]

BACK TO THE FUTURE game -- Skyway level GAMEPLAY -- UNREAL ENGINE 5

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McFly July Day 9: A New Puppy

Lone Pine timeline: happily married Jen and Marty version

Jennifer corralled the twins into the living room while Marty followed behind, carrying the squirming puppy in his arms. He set it down on the carpet and smiled as it romped excitedly around, back and forth between the kids.

They’d had some time to get acquainted and play for a bit before Marty decided to move them onto the next task at hand: picking a name.

“Okay,” Marty clapped his hands together to gain the attention of the four-year-olds. “What are we gonna name this little guy? Any ideas? Just shout ‘em out.”

“Marlene!”

Marty and Jennifer looked at their daughter. “Okay…um…well, that’s your name, honey,” Marty replied, wondering briefly if perhaps Marlene hadn’t understood his question. But one look at her wide, satisfied smile—as if she’d just settled the matter in one try—told him otherwise.

The girl shrugged. “So? It’s a good name.”

“Yes, it’s a very good name. But it’s just that he’s a boy dog. And besides, don’t you think it might be confusing to have a dog with the same name as you?”

Jennifer nodded her agreement. “What happens when Dad or I call out, ‘Marlene’? How will you know if we’re calling for you or the dog?”

Marlene pushed her blond bangs from her eyes. “We’ll figure it out.”

Beside him, Marty could see Jennifer stifle a laugh. This wasn’t a battle they were likely to win. He turned his attention to Junior, who had been sitting quietly, one hand stroking the dog’s soft, brown coat. “How about you, Junior? Got a name for him?”

“Um, um, uh…” Junior tapped at his chin with his free hand, face scrunched in deep thought for several seconds. “Pizza.”

Marty blinked at his son. “Pizza.”

“That’s not a name!” Marlene quipped. “That’s a food!”

With a firm look from Jennifer, Marlene quieted and settled back into her spot. The puppy tumbled from Junior’s lap, made its way over to where Marty sat, and began pulling at his shoelaces. He turned to his wife. “Any ideas, Jen?”

“No, I’m enjoying this. I want to hear more of their suggestions.”

Marlene huffed. “Okay, I have another name. Martin. It’s a boy name.”

“Yes, but it’s also mine and your brother’s name,” Marty told her, to which Marlene merely shrugged again.

“Oh! I know!” Junior jumped to his feet and bounced on his toes. “I got a name! Firetruck!”

Bickering ensued, with Marlene crossing her arms and declaring that Junior shouldn’t be allowed to come up with any more names and Junior responding by continuing to shout his recent suggestion in increasing volume before clamping his hands over his ears and switching to the “la la la, I can’t hear you” technique. The puppy ambled to the middle of the carpeted room and peed.

Amidst the chaos, Marty didn’t hear the knock at the door, though the ringing doorbell that followed got everyone settled fast. A moment later, Doc poked his head into the room, looking tentatively around. “Don’t mind me,” he said to the kids. “Please continue your shouting.”

Junior and Marlene ran to give the man their usual enthusiastic greeting, their squabbling quickly forgotten.

“Uncle Doc, we got a puppy!” Marlene took hold of Doc’s hand and pulled him further into the room.

“Yes, that’s precisely why I’m here. I wanted to meet your new addition to the family.” He knelt and offered a hand to the dog, who sniffed excitedly, tail going a mile a minute.

“You know, this is perfect timing, Doc,” Marty said. “We’re, ah, having some trouble coming up with a name. Maybe you can help?”

Doc took the wiggling pup into his arms and studied it a moment. “Looks like a Pythagoras to me.”

Marty was quiet before nodding. “Right, so we’ll keep working on it.”

[blackboxwarriorsbiggestfan]

Am I the only one who hates it when, in time travel movies, whenever the main character fucks up and gets their existence obliterated, the siblings disappear oldest to youngest?

Like.. ik it's stupid but what the fuck?? Shouldn't it be the other way???

Youngest is the most recent, so therefore they'd clean up that mess first???

Idk, I'm just kinda confused

[roy-the-dork]

JanAUry Day 17 - Martin

AU belongs to @fiddlstyx!

Alternate day. Always interesting to think about Martin from the Citizen Brown timeline…

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — out in the desert.

Martin remembers, with great clarity, the first time Citizen Brown took him to the “satellite office.” 

He still hadn’t quite gotten over the novelty of being in a car– as his assistant, he’d accompanied Citizen Brown on some of his rounds, of course, but he’d never been in one for this long– and he’d never been outside the walls of Hill Valley before. Almost as soon as they were out on the open road– and it was really open– he remembered his shoulders falling and taking in the deepest, biggest breath of the fresh air, the free air, he could. 

Then he’d remembered he was in Citizen Brown’s car– sitting next to him!– but when he looked back, an apology at the ready, Citizen Brown had just given him a smile.

“Just wait,” he’d assured, in that low, level tone of his, but with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, “you haven’t seen the best part.” 

And he’d been right. The desert was breathtaking.

He’d never realized there were so many stars or noticed how rich the smell of sun and earth and life really was. The thunderstorms were electrifying and awe-inspiring, the days were long and hazy while nights were crisp and bright, and he could rest without needing to look over his shoulder, sleep without feeling eyes glaring at him from a fuzzy CRT screen, monitoring every move. 

It was perfect, especially now that they were hiding his guitar here, too. 

Out here, he could understand why Dave and Linda had left and never looked back, never came back for him in the three long years they’d been gone. If he and Citizen Brown didn’t have to go back– if Citizen Strickland wouldn’t come looking for them and spoil everything– Martin doesn’t think he would, either.

He smiles as he watches Doctor Brown’s reaction to seeing the secret lab, greeting all the inventions and tools like long lost friends. Evening is settling in and there’s a chill in the air, but Martin doesn’t mind; he just draws his Junior Brown Brigade letterman jacket tighter around himself and lets the warmth of the moment take care of the rest.  

When Doctor Brown seems to settle into a familiar rhythm, looking over Citizen Brown’s notes and muttering to himself, hand fisted into his hair, Martin feels the familiar itch in his fingers as he looks at his guitar in the corner. 

He feels the bounce in his toes, the melody unfurling in his head, the beat filling his chest and threatening to burst out any way it can if he doesn’t do something about it soon. He curls his hands into loose fists, flexing them in an attempt to be still and unobtrusive as he weighs his options. 

“Sir– I mean, Doctor Brown?” He grasps his left wrist behind his back, squeezing. “Would it, uh… Would it be okay if I practiced…?” 

Doctor Brown swivels around in his chair, surprised. Almost imperceptibly, as the situation registers, his jaw tightens, and Martin freezes, before the scientist’s expression morphs into one of concern and tenderness.

“You don’t have to ask my permission, Marty,” he returns, kindly, “Where I’m from, you play your music all the time! It helps both of us think. Anyway, I could do with something with a little life in it after that hellish, egotistical panopticon we’ve just escaped from.”  

“Something with a little life in it,” Martin hums, smiling as just the right song pops into his head. “Alright. I got it.”

He grabs the guitar, flicking the amp on, tapping his foot in time before beginning a bouncy riff, fingers strumming the strings as if it’s second nature. As his hand shifts up and down the fingerboard, something inside him knits back together.

“Better stop dreamin’ of the quiet life, ‘cause it’s the one we’ll never know,” 

Before he can stop himself, he’s singing quietly, the lyrics spilling out of him.

“And quit runnin’ for the runaway bus ‘cause those rosy days are few, and…”

The chords become more confident, his hand remembering a dance he’d thought he’d forgotten the steps to.

“Stop apologizing for the things you’ve never done,”  Proud and more than a little taken aback as his voice soars, he grins at Doctor Brown, who, to his amazement, grins back, tapping his foot along to the beat.

“‘Cause time is short and life is cruel and it’s up to us to change 

This town called Malice!” 

Martin imagines his music, now free, filling the lab, filling the desert, the notes reaching all the way up to the thousands of stars in their sky and the millions and billions beyond. 

[leftoverspagehhti]

Don't get me wrong I love Marty Mcfly but goddamn who the fuck falls asleep like this:

Like imagine being poor Jennifer and waking up next to this mf

[martysmusic]

The best Crooners from 1946-1955!

APPLE MUSIC

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[randomcherryfan]

Just so you guys know this is totally canon but here’s my silly headcanons!! ^_^

Biff’s a dogboy, George’s a catboy, Marty’s a catboy, Lorraine’s a catgirl, Doc’s a catboy, Matches’s a catboy, Arthur’s a catboy, Kid’s a dogboy, Clara’s a catgirl and Edna’s a catgirl

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Hey guys I did the thing again >:]

This is HEAVILY inspired by @fiddlstyx post abt ✨️Martin✨️ so thanks :D!!

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Title/Name: Marty McFly Known As: Martin Seamus "Marty" McFly is a fictional character and the protagonist of the Back to the Future film franchise. Country: USA Wojak Series: Feels Guy (Variant) Image by: Wojak Gallery Admin Main Tag: Marty McFly Wojak

[dergarabedian]

3 tecnologías que el cine predijo y se hicieron realidad

3 tecnologías que el cine predijo y se hicieron realidad

Corría la década del 70 y el cineasta George Lucas impactaba al mundo con el estreno de la que sería una de las películas más taquilleras del cine de todos los tiempos: “La guerra de las galaxias”. Continue reading Untitled

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Nerd marty my beloved

im thinking about martin so i’m gonna talk about him now :)

(for context, martin is alternate “nerd” marty that’s mentioned in the conformist dystopian hill valley in the game)

the reason why hes so much more of a nerd than our marty definitely has to do with the environment he grew up in, he was only encouraged and praised when he threw himself into his studies so he taught himself to enjoy it

and hes not stupid, he knows that his town is majorly flawed, he knows why his siblings left as soon as they could, but he so desperately wants to be happy there that he ignores it and practically tricks himself into believing all the stupid laws and values are correct. he wants so badly to believe that everything hes been taught wasn’t a lie, that he ignore all common sense he has, telling him it’s bad

when he and jennifer were dating, she could tell that deep deep inside he knew this all was wrong and she tried to break him of his conditioning, but it wasn’t working. he would give back or throw away any contraband she would give him, he would report her when she took him along on her more illegal outings, and he would constantly preach about what “first citizen brown” would want, until she couldn’t take it anymore. she did love him but knew he was already too far gone to get through to him and make their relationship work

martin only kept one thing she gave him when they were dating, some kind of magazine about rock music. although he tried to hide it afterwards, he really enjoyed all the rock music that she had shown him. i mean one of the few things we actually know about him is that he tried to learn guitar for a bit before his parents convinced him to give it up (which is sad). he hides the magazine under his bed and takes it out and reads through it later at night. and maybe, he secretly dreams of one day leaving this stupid town and becoming a rockstar, though his parents would never approve.

uhh anyway his life’s not that great, oops

there’s also this au idea i had with the discord where during the game, hes not away at some camp the whole time and martys also there and shanaigans ensue

i love him