emotionally i'm still at "[...] you are the most selfish, arrogant, impulsive, enraging person i have ever met. you never consider anyone else's feelings. you never care about how anyone else feels or what they want. you put me in an impossible situation today and i hate you for that. i hate you so much that i'm going to cry now because that's how i express anger and i'm going to hate you even more because you saw me cry and the worst part is you saved her. you saved my favorite person. so, now, i don't get to just hate you. i have to love you, too."
because jules is 100% right, blue is all those things except he's also shown he's the complete opposite when it comes to her because the moment he realized what maxine meant to jules and how worried she was about her, every decision and action he did was with jules in mind.
has he gone about it the right way? no lmao. but given what we know about him, this definitely seems like new territory for him. like he's definitely in denial about it not just him falling but that jules fell too :'-)))
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DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 12 / 31 * TRAIN TRACKS 」
September 11, 1885
Emmett wakes with a shout and rakes a hand through his slightly damp hair, pushing some of his wild locks out of his face.
Early morning sun steals in through the small spaces between the stable's panelling but Emmett still feels caught in limbo, neither here-nor-there. When his heart finally stops screaming in his ears and he gets his breathing under control, it's then that he realises his surroundings—wooden, rustic, dusty.
He's still back in 1885.
Four days ago, Marty went back to the future to the most spectacular fanfare, and three days ago, the ravine was officially renamed Eastwood Ravine in honour of a man who never truly existed, not as they knew him, yet still perished on the train when it lost control and plummeted off the incomplete track.
Only he and Clara knew that Marty was safe. Safe in 1985, where he would have talked this all over with Jennifer, gone back home to sleep, and gotten on with his life.
Or, he thought he did.
His subconscious, since that morning, has cruelly painted vivid images of dozens of other possible fates, knowing precisely what to show him to inflict the most pain.
Again, Emmett has dreamed of the way Marty dies.
It always involves the train. The train is too early, Marty is distracted, Marty cannot get the doors open in time to save himself and the train horn blares—
In the dream, Marty yells for him, terror plastered on his face, expecting he would come to save him. Emmett would if he could, but even he cannot penetrate the barrier of time that separates them now.
All he can do is watch as the DeLorean is ripped to pieces and Marty with it.
It only took the first two days for him to notice a pattern and this morning's nightmare has only confirmed it. Four days does indeed a pattern make. Tomorrow, too, he expects will be more of the same, and if this is to be his fate so long as he's trapped in the past, how is he ever supposed to live out the rest of his days while still maintaining his sanity?
He'd factored everything into his calculations; the train schedule as he remembered it, unchanged for the last fifteen years, how long it would take the DeLorean to slow to a stop when taking into account the level grade and precise length of the bridge over Sh—Eastwood Ravine.
In theory, it was foolproof. Marty would have plenty of time to escape and save himself and the train would be there not two minutes after to destroy the DeLorean and prevent any further misuse.
Thinking about his life's work destroyed so completely brought with it a pang of regret, but it was a necessary evil.
That was supposed to be the end of it. Now, even destroyed, it is a source of persistent misery.
If this keeps up, he may very well earn the moniker of mad scientist that's been hurled at him since his return to Hill Valley all those years ago.
He can't go on like this. He needs that closure, he needs to know that his best friend in the entire space-time continuum is safe because he deserves nothing less after everything he's done for him.
Emmett doesn't realise he's pulled himself out of bed until he's slapped in the face by the chilly morning air, the stable door slid wide open. He sucks in a breath of fresh air that chases off the last of the nightmare and the fitful sleep he got, allowing him to focus on the rough beginnings of his brand new project.
A time machine constructed entirely out of parts from the nineteenth century.
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DEARLY SMEGGING BELOVED
Rimster wedding day. 💖 These boys are so shaped.
[ID: a digital illustration, in vibrant shades of blue in a cartoonish style showing the Red Dwarf characters Lister and Rimmer getting married, officiated by the Cat, while Kryten and Holly stand to the side as the wedding party and several guests look on.
Kryten is wearing a frilly hat and blouse in "mother of the bride" style. He is holding a handkerchief and crying dramatically.
Lister is wearing a tuxedo without the jacket, shirt partially untucked and bowtie undone. He is wearing his work boots. He is smiling fondly at Rimmer, arms crossed, confident.
Cat stands in the center in a black suit with a priest collar and thigh high white boots. He is wearing blue lipstick eyeliner, as well as silver heart-shaped dangly earrings and a natural hairstyle with gray hair on the temples and a braid in the back. He is posing with his eyes closed in a smug smile, as though he is modeling for a photoshoot.
Rimmer stands with his back very straight and his arms behind his back, wearing a white tuxedo with navy epaulets. He is blushing and smiling nervously at Lister.
To his right, the head of Holly in her female form is present on a screen, which is attached to a stand with wheels. Holly is wearing pearl earrings and her hair is in a neat updo with bangs. To the corner of her screen, there is a basket of rose petals.
The wedding party is standing in front of a large window with criss-crossing lattice, looking out onto the blue and purple starscape of space through the glass.
Small text in the upper left-hand corner reads "Jack D. Goodfellow, 2022"
In the foreground of the image, some wedding guests are visible in the audience, seen from behind as though the viewer were seated behind them. the guests appear to include Hogey the Rogue-y, two of the skutters leaning on each other romantically, Kochanski, and Snacky the snack robot.
The rest of the images are all various crops of the first image for the purpose of making the detail work easier to see.
End ID.]
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