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oglegoggle · 1 year
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Weird double emotion of lonely and longing & too mistrusting of others to really even want to attempt to date now (if ever again tbh)
#this is goggles#just tired of relationships that make me feel like I am the sun to them when really they’ve lit me on fire and are burning me up#so they can in a way pretend to be tragic Icarus who flew too close#I continue to feel like a MPDG to the people I date#like I’m eccentric and handsome and dreamy and fun yeah#But I am not always my best traits#and often I have weird and tricky needs that nobody I’ve been with has really be able or willing to accomodate#I know that I’m very very hard to love at my most raw#it hurts so much to warn someone of this and they insist that they can in fact love me when it’s hard#but then when my hard time love times roll around whoopsie doopsie guess you were right after all#and just I put a lot of work and effort into my relationships desperately wanting to milk even a tenth of the effort in return back out#and I’m tired of it#I’m tired of putting work into others who think I’m some perfect dreamboat who is going to swoop in and fix their life#I tired of putting work into people who won’t put the work into me#couldn’t even schedule fucking counseling for us immediately after his evil cat slashed my literal eyeball#pathetic slob an absolute manchild a sorry excuse for a partner or a son#I sure as fuck felt like a crazy hybrid of partner and dad to him as much as I tried to convince him to do his chores and do them right#this isn’t even the first time that this shit has happened don’t know why I keep letting it#I’m the nameless love interest in your back story that was sooooo dreamy and romantic and good in bed that you dream of him for life#the one you fantasize about when you’re inevitably having problems in your 23 year marriage decades down the line#think about what ever happened to him and wonder if you could’ve made it work#but I’ll be long long gone#you won’t know whatever happened to me or if you could’ve made it work#you’ll go back to your unhappy marriage and tell yourself it’s what you deserve for fucking it up with me#me? I’ll have probably asphyxiated on my vomit or something by then ol’ Jimi style#because let’s be real I’m probs gonna lose grasp on my little Habit eventually#it gets worse and worse with each major trauma I endure#I need the traumatic experiences to stop please I am so so tired#may solitude in the Parks give me peace#may peace give me detachment
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staczak91 · 4 years
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Future Ties: A Family Ties - Back to the Future Fan Fiction
Posting Part 2 now!
If you want to check out part 1 if you missed it, I’ll post the link right here:
https://staczak91.tumblr.com/post/622481652344668160/future-ties-a-family-ties-back-to-the-future-fan
This part was a lot more difficult to write. It’s the first meeting between Alex P. Keaton and Marty McFly, with a little Doc thrown in for good measure. I had a lot of trouble making the meeting believable and fun, and hope I did it justice.
These characters are so much fun to write, and I’m definitely going to continue this until the story finds a natural ending. 
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I’m kind of a newbie with fan fiction writing, so take it all with a grain of salt please. 
But without further ado, here is part 2!
Later that night, Marty escaped from his house, carrying his skateboard with him. He had a meeting with the Doc tonight, and he was excited the time had finally come. After seeing Biff earlier that day, and how his father had just taken the abuse, had put him in a foul mood for the rest of the night. But now things were going to get better. Doc was working on something, something he was extremely excited about. Marty was to meet Doc at their usual hangout: the Twin Pines Mall.
Stifling a yawn, he jumped on his skateboard and began the long trek to the mall. With his mind running every which way, he thought of what Jennifer had said earlier that day about Doc; about his parents living together in misery; and about his own miserable self, and how he would amount to nothing.
It took him a moment too late to notice that somebody was waving frantically right in his direction, trying to get his attention. Scrambling to change course with his skateboard, he crashed right into this stranger, as they both toppled to the ground in a cloud of dust. “Goddamnit!” If his night could only get worse. Now he was going to be late to see Doc, and had to apologize to this idiot.
“Smooth moves,” the boy said, cracking his back and slowly picking himself up. Although he was a boy, to Marty, he acted like a forty year-old adult. “Did you even see me, or do you make a habit of crashing into strangers on that thing of yours?”
Marty picked himself up, and gave the boy a glare. A part of him already wanted to punch this boy for making him late and making a mockery of himself. “Me? You’ve gotta be kidding me! Didn’t you even see what I was doing?”
“Zoning out, most likely, from the looks of you.”
Marty just shook his head, flabbergasted at the boy’s forwardness. “And who are you?”
The boy stood up straight and proud. “The name’s Alex P. Keaton.” Marty had never heard somebody introduce themselves this way before. He already didn’t like this boy. Taking a closer look, he saw the boy, Alex, stood up straight, wearing a blue vest with the letters “APK” written on it. Clearly the boy thought very highly of himself.
“Look, I’m sorry, I’ve gotta go. I’m supposed to be meeting someone soon. Nice meeting you….Alex P. Keaton.”
“Wait, wait, wait!” The boy, Alex, put up his hands in a melodramatic fashion, as Marty waited tensely. “I need your help! Okay, I’ll strike you a deal! You need help with school? I’m really good at that. Or how about the stock market? I’ve been studying it since I was a kid-.”
“No, thanks.” Marty pushed past the strange kid, glad to finally be on his way to the Doc.
The boy, Alex, though, stepped in front of Marty again. Marty felt his hand begin to form a fist, as he tried to calm himself down. Brushing Marty off, Alex began to speak in a much more pleasant tone. “Okay, sorry about that big fall. Hope you’re feeling better now.” The kid spoke in rapid motion, not missing a beat. “Okay, I’ll get straight to the point. My family and I – we’re on vacation. Our car broke down right here in Hill Valley. I have two younger sisters who are miserable right now, and parents who would hate me if I don’t find someone to help. I’ve been looking all day for help, but everyone in this godforsaken town has been shooing me away. They just won’t help! What’s your name?” Alex asked, taking Marty by surprise.
“Marty. Marty McFly,” Marty answered cautiously. Was this a prank his friends were throwing on him? Or maybe the Doc had something to do with this? One of his experiments perhaps?
“Marty, Marty, Marty.” Alex placed a hand on Marty’s shoulder. Marty just looked at it. “You seem like a handsome fella. Got a girl that you love, don’t you?” Marty just gave Alex an incredulous stare. What was this boy driving at, anyway? “Well, I’ve got my family and they need my help right now. So, if you can find it in your heart of hearts to help a friend out, I’d greatly appreciate it.”
Marty gave the strange kid a long, hard stare, finally letting his fist relax. He seemed genuine enough. “Alex, is it?” The boy nodded. “Alright, I’ll help.” If this boy’s family was as important to him as he said, who was he to say no?
He wished he could think of his own family in that way, but those were thoughts for another day.
“Yes!” Alex whooped, and did a little dance. Marty stared at him, unsure if he had made the right decision.
“So, you can fix cars, then?”
“No,” Marty answered, grinning, “but I know somebody who can.”
 The first thing Alex noticed was that the boy, Marty, was wearing a lot of layers: an undershirt, a buttoned down shirt, a denim jacket and a bright red vest. How he kept track of all these layers, Alex had no idea.
The boy, Marty, walked silently beside him, carrying his skateboard firmly under his arm. Alex tried to think of something to talk about – anything – to deal with the stifling quiet.
“So, are you close with your family?” Alex finally asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
“No,” Marty answered shortly, and Alex could tell this was the end of the conversation.
“So, who are we seeing, anyway? And where are we going?” Alex asked, once again trying to get the conversation going.
“His name’s Doc. And he knows about everything.” Alex saw Marty swell with pride, and couldn’t help but smile. So, this Doc knew just about everything? He would see about that. “And we’re going to the Twin Pines Mall. It’s just over that hill over there.” Marty pointed ahead of him, and Alex nodded in affirmation.
Alex couldn’t help but wonder if his family missed him, or were worried about him at the moment. He had been gone all day long. Mallory and Jennifer, though, were probably still making fun of his short stature, while his parents laughed along with them. So much for being the eldest, and the supposed perks that came along with it.
“Do you have siblings?” Alex asked, once again trying to make conversation.
“Yeah.” Marty nodded. “I’m the youngest.”
“Lucky! I’m the oldest. And my youngest sister, Jennifer, gets away with everything. You must get away with so much.”
“Not in my family, I don’t.” Alex thought he saw a glimmer of sadness in Marty’s eyes. Although they had gotten off on the wrong foot, he was really starting to like the kid now.
“Oh, come on! That’s not true!” Alex laughed, trying to break the tension. “I’m sure you have some great stories to tell.”
Marty just shrugged. “Nah, not really.”
“Do you have a girlfriend? Because I’m still looking.”
“Yeah!” Now, Alex had finally hit the right spot. Marty gave a dreamy look and smiled to himself. “Her name’s Jennifer, and we’re in love. We can’t live without each other.”
“Jennifer, huh?” Alex was about to go on, when he saw Twin Pines Mall come up in the distance.
“We’re here!” Marty exclaimed, suddenly looking a lot happier. “Now, Doc doesn’t like visitors, so just let me handle it. I’ll get him to help you in no time.”
“Doc?” Alex asked cautiously. He never heard someone use that name before/
“Yeah, Doc.” Marty smiled to himself. “You’ll see.”
As they walked past the sign and into the mall parking lot, Alex saw an older, eccentric- looking man and a big, fluffy dog playing with some sort of experimental device. He gulped. Now, what had he gotten himself into?
As soon as Doc saw Marty and Alex, he frowned. Walking up to them, he sighed. “Marty, now what did I tell you about visitors?”
Alex took a closer look at the man: he had stark white hair, and big, wide eyes. He wore a big white lab coat hanging over his jeans. Alex, for once, stood there silently, unsure of what to say.
“I know, Doc. I know,” Marty answered, giving Doc a small smile. “But this guy, Alex here, needs our help. He told me. His car’s broken down in Hill Valley-.”
“Great Scott! He doesn’t look tall enough to drive.”
Now, Alex, finding his voice again, just pouted. “Excuse me, but I’ve had my driver’s license for a few years now, and have driven many places-.”
“Alex!” Marty interrupted him. “Geez, Doc. This is heavy. It’s his family. They were on vacation in Hill Valley of all places, and their car broke down. You’re good with cars, right? I thought maybe you’d be able to help.”
Doc looked from Marty to Alex for a moment, trying to decide what to do next. Then, he slowly nodded. “Well, Marty. I had an experiment to show you tonight. That Einstein would be a part of. A great experiment!” He began to walk frantically around the parking lot, waving his hands in frustration. “You’re telling me we’re not going to get to do this experiment because this boy’s car broke down? Why doesn’t he just go to a gas station?”
“I couldn’t find one,” Alex lamented sourly. He was certainly not warming up to this old man.
“Come on, Doc. Please. I already promised we would help. And I know what you told me about broken promises. I’ll see the experiment tomorrow. You’re the Doc, Doc.”
Doc stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment. “Alright, I’ll do it. But, Marty, you’d better make this up to me!”
Alex just stood there, silent and confused. It looked like this young, cool boy and this old, eccentric man were very close. How was this even possible?
“So, you two…?” Alex began cautiously, unsure of himself for the first time in years.
“No questions!” Doc said abruptly, grabbing Marty by the arm and giving Alex another strange stare. “So, where are your family, anyway, young man? Mr…?”
“Alex P. Keaton, sir!” Alex held out his hand, as Doc just stared at it, nonplussed. Doc didn’t shake it. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Alex put down his hand.
“Hmmmm…Alex P. Keaton. What a strange name.” Doc stroked his chin thoughtfully again. “You must have really got on Marty’s good side to have him cancel his plans with me.” Marty just blushed. “I’ll clean up my experiment and then we’ll be on our way. So, where did you say your family were situated?”
“All the way on the other side of town. By the clock tower.”
“Great Scott!” Doc gave Marty a slight glare. “This is going to be a long night.”
Half an hour late, the three of them headed towards the clock tower. As soon as he got back to the car, Steven and Elyse gave Alex a huge hug.
“Where have you been all day?” Elyse asked hurriedly. “We were worried sick about you.” Out of the corner of his eye, Alex saw Marty give him what looked like a jealous stare.
Alex coughed slightly. “Doing what you wanted me to do, Mom. I found someone who could help.”
“Oh, thank god!” Steven said excitedly. “Who is it? A technician? A car salesman? A gas station attendant maybe?”
“Even better!” Alex grinned, pointing to the strange duo of Marty and Doc. “I’ve  got a Doc!”
“A Doc?” Elyse asked, looking slightly confused.
“What’s a Doc?” Steven asked, looking just as confused as Elyse. “Which one of them is it?”
Doc stepped forward, and the Keaton parents gave Alex a look of pure disappointment.
“Doctor Emmett Brown, at your service,” Doc said, giving the Keaton parents a wide smile.
Mallory stepped out of the car and giggled at once. “Look. Alex!” Mallory exclaimed, pointing at Marty. “Alex has someone else to talk to just as short as he is!”
Marty gave an embarrassed smile. “Doc, Keatons. Keatons, Doc. And I’m Marty. Marty McFly.”
There was an awkward silence permeating the air, as the group of people sized each other up.
“So, how can he help, anyway/” Jennifer asked abruptly, not one for niceties.
“Great Scott! This just got awkward.”
Doc glanced at Marty, and the Keaton family gave Alex a look of pure humiliation. And Alex knew he had failed them.
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