Day 12 of Sirentober / Doctober
Turnabout / Goodbye
Yes I do things that cater to me specifically
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Doctober day 7:
▪︎|■ Family ■|▪︎
We stan Marty's Lone Pine identity crisis 😌
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doctober 2023 || day 6
Ticking Time Bomb
vi.
Marty and his evil counterpart stared at the intricate bomb fused into the fabric of the space-time continuum rippling between their timelines.
“I didn’t put that there,” No Pines Marty insisted. “You know I’m the first one to own up to my shit. This isn’t me.”
Marty wasn’t buying it. “Who else is planting time-ending time bombs across the continuum?”
“That would be me.”
Doc entered – a version of Doc with brass goggles on his head and a logo on his lab coat.
“3P Laboratories?” Marty asked.
No Pines Marty sucked in a breath.
“Fuck.”
“What?”
“He’s from Triple Pines.”
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day 29: 2023
"My god, the time circuits are apparently in need of repairs again," Doc noted, slamming his palm down on the device as their current time blinked in yellow. July 21st, 2023.
"What kinda timeline is this? No one has hoverboards!" Marty pointed out, gauging at his surroundings through the window, "Instead, they’re all in line in front of the Essex."
Emmett turned to look at their local cinema. "Black and Pink seem to be the only colors legal to wear to the movies."
"Come on, Doc, let’s try and get home." Marty shrugged. "This is some joke we don’t understand."
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give it up for year 2
doctober 2023 prompts for you all hehehe
1. sunrise
2. desert
3. gun fight
4. light blue
5. alarm clock
6. ticking time bomb
7. family
8. outatime
9. zipline
10. nuclear
11. briefcase
12. train tracks
13. photo album
14. coffee
15. invention
16. stage
17. einstein
18. letter
19. memory
20. rear-view mirror
21. improvement
22. constellation
23. nostalgia
24. record player
25. cafe
26. anniversary (PART 2!)
27. thunderstorm
28. metallic
29. 2023
30. sunset
31. finale (free day)
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Day 22: Psychic
Another banger! I really wanted to lean into Hatterene’s creepier side and I’d say it definitely paid off
Maybe I should do more creepy art..
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Dr. Frank-N-Furter by Wilfredo Torres
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DOCTOBER TIME!!!
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Dr Flatline meets his ‘brothers’
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Doctober day 8 (and last years 6) : OUTATTIME
Time Lord Doc. 2023 vs. 2022 A bit of an improvement!
Being Time itself is hard. But what if a certain boy rewrites his own history over and over using you. Leaving old timelines on loose threads, which you have to fix.
And you thought befriending a local boy would be a good idea.
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Day 25 of Sirentober / Doctober
Mirror / Different
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doctober day 23: nostalgia
fact: doc has a saxophone in his garage in both 1955 and 1985, with seemingly no ties to his scientific pursuits. hypothesis: theres some sentimental reason, maybe he played (plays?) it as a hobby since and/or prior to 1955...? conclusion: they def had at least one jam session
[[ proof of my claims >:0 ]]
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HAPPY DOCTOBER 2023 EVERYONE!!!!
I will try to also do Inktober but Doctober is the one I'm most excited about!!! Thanks to @odddelorean for making it possible!!
《▪︎¤ Sunrise ¤▪︎》
Just a small drawing for today, Cowbarty <3
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doctober 2023 || day 1
Sunrise
i.
On Sunday morning, Doc stood at his bedroom window watching yellow seep into the sky along the horizon. He turned the key to his time machine in his hand, then touched his bruised forehead.
This is ludicrous.
He crept down the hall to his childhood bedroom.
Marty was sound asleep, twisted strangely atop the blankets as he snored.
Doc blinked.
He shut the door, exhaled through rounded lips, and squeezed the key in his fist.
Ludicrous or not, it’s happening.
Doc brought his finger to his lips as Copernicus rounded the corner.
“How about we make our guest some breakfast?”
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day 5: alarm clock
Marty knew he was late the second he opened his eyes.
He quickly shot up, threw his blanket aside, and rushed to the bathroom to wash his face. After that, he ran back into his room, pulled on his jeans and changed his shirt, grabbed his watch, his backpack, and made his way to the kitchen to grab some breakfast.
“Damn alarm clock!”, he muttered under his breath. Why didn’t it ring?!
Something was off. No one was home, no one to hurry him to school.
Marty could slap himself. McFly, you idiot.
His graduation had been three days ago.
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