#i wanted this to be something different

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 13 / 31 * PHOTO ALBUM 」

June 12, 2005, 1131 Park Lane, Hilldale

❝Now I know you said you didn't want any gifts, Marty, but showing up to your birthday without even a single gift was simply unthinkable. It doesn't matter how old you are; you're never too old to receive something from the people you care about.❞

Marty hurls a very pointed, accusatory stare Emmett's way and the way the soft blue of his eyes turns to ice digs it in a little deeper. ❝This coming from the man who didn't even tell me when his birthday was! I had to find out from Clara when you got back from the past!❞

Emmett waves a hand, hastily trying to change the topic. He remembers all too well their first year in the future as a family, when Clara had looked up Marty McFly to invite him to be part of what he would later learn were secret birthday celebrations, and the way the boy had actually managed to keep it from him until the day of, where he had vowed to never let him forget it.

In hindsight, this was a much lesser evil to occasionally be reminded of.

❝Yes, well, my point still stands. Here, Marty.❞ He presses a rather haphazardly wrapped gift into Marty's hands that immediately softens the stare that was just trained on him. Marty arches a brow and lifts the gift to inspect it, turning it over in his palms. Emmett can practically see his thoughts written on his forehead, but to his surprise, Marty doesn't shake the gift to try and find out what's inside.

❝It's from Clara and I, but as you may have guessed, I was the one who wrapped it.❞

Marty smiles. ❝Couldn't even tell, Doc. You're getting better. I remember the very first gift you ever tried to wrap for me; now that was a mess. You put so much tape on it I couldn't even open it!❞

How could I forget? They were only a year into their friendship at that point, but Emmett had wanted to get something special for the boy after everything he'd done for him to show him that he was appreciated.

❝I can promise this one has significantly less tape on it.❞

Marty tears open the red wrapping paper with the same enthusiasm he'd displayed on all his birthdays to-date. Inside is a photo album that looks like an antique book, adorned with the words, bonds through time, that reminded Marty of the photo he'd been presented with when the Brown family made their first leap back to 1985.

❝Clara actually inscribed that herself; she's got beautiful penmanship. Anyway, it's a photo album!❞ Emmett smiles as Marty continues to stare at the book in his hands. ❝Since we had the boys, we've been documenting all the milestones and adventures in their lives. And since you and your family have been such a huge part of that, we thought we'd compile some of our favourite photos for you to keep. We have copies, of course, so don't worry about that.❞

❝Doc—❞ Marty chokes on the word and instead of fumbling for something else to say, he flips open the book and starts looking at the pages.

An eight-year-old Verne has his arms spread wide, grinning as Marty gives him his first lesson about balancing on the skateboard.

Marty, Jennifer, and Jules are carrying boxes into the McFlys' new home while Verne and Curie watch from the lawn.

Clara and Jennifer smile from inside Clara's new car.

Emmett, dressed to the nines in a black suit, stands with his arm around Marty's shoulders on the morning of the McFly wedding.

Marty and Jennifer kiss at the altar, looking positively radiant.

The Brown and McFly kids run rampant in Emmett's backyard, being chased by a holographic dinosaur.

Marty and Einstein lay cuddled up on the couch together.

The clock strikes midnight on the year two thousand and the McFly twins are staring at the cake behind the camera while everyone else, decked out in ridiculous holiday gear, beams at the camera.

The photos are placed in seemingly random order and Marty flips through several other pages of photographs before finally coming to the first blank page. He blinks several times before looking up, and there must be a question written on his face, because Emmett says, ❝We didn't want to fill the whole album. There's plenty of space for you to add your own photos. We figured we'd start it, but it's up to you and Jennifer to finish it.❞

Marty sniffs and throws his arms around Emmett. ❝I love it, Doc. Really. Thanks.❞

❝Of course. Happy birthday, Marty.❞

[emmyrosee]

Could you maybe do smth like cuddling with sukuna

👉👈

Backs facing each other, you gently nudge his legs with your foot, smiling as you’re able to wiggle it between his calves. He traps your foot between his legs, and you giggle when you try to pull it back.

“I’m on insta, fuck off,” he grumbles, but you hear the annoyed smile in his voice.

“I wanna snuggle,” you mewl.

“Yeah, and I want to see how this dude makes this garlic bread.”

You slip your own phone off the nightstand and open your message app, clicking his name and quickly typing.

SENT I want attention, boyfriend 🫶🏻

You hear him snort and blunt nails briefly scratch down the sole of your trapped foot, making you try to tug it back and squeal in surprise. “You want attention?” He begins, letting go of your foot so he’s able to turn on his side and spoon you from behind, body contorting to be straight curled behind you. “Well let me tell you something- I always give you my damn attention. You just can’t live without it.”

You practically purr as he loops his arms around you, tugging you closer and letting his warm hands slip under your hoodie, warm touch on your tummy relaxing you. “You’re right,” you hum. “I just want you all to myself all the time. Not my fault you give in.” He hikes up his voice to offer you a mocking “mi meh mi meh mi”’s. You call him a brat in reply.

“If you won’t let me scroll on my instagram, scroll on yours so I can watch,” he demands.

“I can’t, I follow naked anime men.”

“Im sure you’re joking, but so help me god if you go on Instagram and there’s a naked anime man, I’m blowing up your phone.” You offer him a laugh and slip out your phone to scroll, relishing in the little kiss he plants to your jawline, then adjusting his head to be able to watch your timeline with you.

You can’t help but grin as you feel one of his feet prod to try and get between your legs, mimicking how yours was just moments ago.

[ronanlynchbf]

tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY

[ciderjacks]

An old friend

[teaboot]

You need to make art that nobody else likes. You need to make art that speaks to you alone. You need to cradle a serpent that eats its own tail and you need to love it until it loves you back

[paradox-n-bedrock]

me in big fandoms: oh cool, it's so active and there's so many people to vibe with, this is amaz-

*finds my niche angle that appeals to approximately six people*

me: okay, folks, it's you and me now

[inkskinned]

hey btw if you're in the USA at  2:20 p.m. ET on Wednesday, Oct. 4, they're testing the emergency broadcast system. your phone is probably going to make a really loud noise, even if it's on silent. there's a backup date on the 11th if they need to postpone it.

if you're not in a safe situation and have an extra phone, you should turn that phone completely off beforehand.

additionally, if you're like me, and are easily startled; i recommend treating it like a party. have a countdown or something. be surrounded by your loved ones. take the actions you personally need to take to make yourself safe.

i have already seen mockery towards any person who feels nervous about this. for the record, it completely, completely valid to have "emergency broadcast sounds" be an anxiety trigger. do not let other people make fun of you for that. emergency sounds are legitimately engineered to make us take action; those of us with high levels of anxiety and/or neurodivergence are already pre-disposed to have a Bad Time. sometimes it is best to acknowledge that the situation will be triggering for some, and to prepare for that; rather than just saying "well that's stupid, it's just a test."

"loud scary sound time" isn't like, my favorite thing, but we can at least try to prevent some additional anxiety by preparing for it. maybe get yourself a cake? noise cancelling headphones? the new hozier album? whatever helps. love u, hope you're okay. we are gonna ride it out together.

[bahngerz]

RAILWAY - BANG CHAN

[cuntylouis]

I feel like many people have a fundamental misconception of what unreliable narrator means. It's simply a narrative vehicle not a character flaw or a sign that the character is a bad person. There are also many different types of unreliable narrators in fiction. Being an unreliable narrator doesn't necessarily mean that the character is 'wrong', it definitely doesn't mean that they're wrong about everything even if some aspects in their story are inaccurate, and only some unreliable narrators actively and consciously lie. Stories that have unreliable narrators also tend to deal with perception and memory and they often don't even have one objective truth, just different versions. It reflects real life where we know human memory is highly unreliable and vague and people can interpret same events very differently

[planetsandmagic]

mirrors

[s0up1ta]

something about loving you like an alcohol addict

pspsps come get your billford

this was supposed to be longer but dear god that's a lot of work... so here's the storyboard for it:

maybe i'll finish it later,, for the tragic fiddauthor enjoyer in me

ok bye

[reds-skull]

Both me and price looking at that pic of them sleeping: do it for them...

(This was supposed to be like. 2 panels rip)

[placesyoucallhome]

Size/Height difference poses

I love height differences aesthetically, but posing them can sometimes be a pain! So to cater to those that also struggle with posing smols and tols, I have a few options-

Meant for art of any type and ask memes, for drawing, writing, photography (like gpose!), ect. Gender nonspecific and for any sort of relationship type, romantic, platonic, and antagonistic!

[petricorah]

relax bro no one's taking him from you [id in alt]

lineart below cut

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

Jazz, for some reason or the other, becomes a wielder of a red lantern ring. After going on her rampage and getting her revenge, she realizes that the feeling of rage won't go away. Instead of letting the anger destroy her, she decided to do something else with it.

That's how we end up with a stand-off between Hal Jordan and the most powerful Red Lantern he's ever seen. Because...

"What... what did you just say?"

The young woman smiled gently at him. He would've been fooled by it if not for the burning rage carefully hidden... No, she wasn't hiding anything behind those turquoise eyes. It was taking everything she had to hold it back.

"I said that I would like to join The Justice League." Her voice was soft and velvety. Comforting in a way that sends chills up his spine.

"But you're a Red Lantern."

There was a beat of silence, she cocked her head to the side while looking at the blood-red ring on her finger.

"I don't know what that means, but I'm guessing it's got something to do with this ring?"

Hal didn't respond but she took it as confirmation. There was silence between them once more before Jasmine sighed and continued.

"I feel angry, more than angry. This rage that I've been holding inside for so long has reached its limits and is finally bubbling over. Everything that I loved is gone so killed what took it away from me. But... but I'm still SO FUCKING ANGRY!"

She was screaming now. Tears of rage and sadness rolled down her cheeks as violent red energy radiated from her being. Hal flew back. He didn't want to fight her but was ready to do so if it came to it.

Just as easily as she lost it she pulled herself together, wiping her tears away, returning to her previously calm demeanor. It freaked Hal out.

"I... I know that blind rage without direction leads to meaningless destruction. I don't want to hurt anybody. No... I don't want to hurt the wrong people. I'm asking you to guide me, to guide my rage in the right direction... Please."

[lmaowh-at]

Lanns n Starks lineups/costumes sketches that I will probably add other houses to. Tywin and Joff & the rest aren't here because I was lazy and Cerseis dress took all of my energy. Don't ask me about inspiration or historical basis for these