Story of his life.

Credits:

• Left column: here

• Right column: @knickynoo

Happy Pride Month, from your favorite Pepsi addict in time! 🏳️‍🌈

Beer and a bath, while contemplating life, on his birthday.

. . . Oh, and the hot water ran out thirty minutes ago. He barely noticed.

9, 10 and 11?

Memes for Roleplay Muns

9. Have you ever written fanfictions?

10. Why do you write?

11. Do you welcome duplicates of your character or stay away from them?

// *i have, but i wrote a few involving a self-insert of myself back in 2015-2016. they were those Adoption AU fanfics, imagining yourself being adopted by your said idol. and honestly? i read a few of those, and i loved them a lot. i was going through some stuff at the time, i think. i wanted to write something that i was passionate about, but i havent really gotten back into it. as of recently, i tried starting a new one, but it hasn’t gotten anywhere for a while

// *honestly?? i find joy in it. i’ve found that with how i write, i have a unique way of forming stories in my head, piecing together everything to make sense. and i have a dream of making some show of my own one day with my OCs. make one involving monster girls, but not one with the weird reputation they have in the anime community. i’m HOPING i can do that one day, though i’m not entirely sure if i will

// *YES!! i would love to see duplicates of characters that are super rare to see! i THINK this counts, but me and @notachicken15 have a thread featuring two characters with the SAME faceclaim (and from movies that were made like, a year apart i think?). THAT i would love to see eventually in a thread again!

⏰

— From @notachicken15

Ginger glanced down at her clock; it was 11am, huh, Marty was usually awake by now. That’s when she decided to lace up her roller skates and tell her parents she’d be back later then she left with her walkman and her backpack, she began skating across the street to reach his house. Three quick taps to the door and 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆, his mom answered. The girl explained that her and Marty had plans downtown today; it worked because Lorraine let her in and she began to take off her skates before quietly walking upstairs. One hand grabbed the doorknob and the other rested on the door. 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 can be heard as she slowly pushed the door open to see that he was, in fact, asleep. She took slow and steady footsteps as to not wake him yet; that’s when she slipped her hand onto his back and sat down beside him.

“𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚? 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒑. 𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.”

She spoke softly and sweetly; gently shaking him to try and stir him out of his slumber.

@notachicken15

Closed starter for @notachicken15

Slider flipped his board up and walked into the busy school, not bothering to lower his headphones that were playing music from his walkman. He'd only just moved to Hill Valley was his father and now he was starting school midyear. He wasn't exactly the most social of kids and being short, new, and younger than everybody sure wasn't going to help his social life. He'd been bumped up a few grades so at 13 was starting as a freshman at the High School. Now if only he could find his locker... He moved to turn around when someone slammed into him as if they'd been running down the hallway, making him drop his books and sending some papers scattering. Still holding onto his board, Slider blinked and shook his head before sighing and starting to gather his stuff on the ground. "I'm sorry dude, are you okay?" He gave the older boy a tiny smile.

Update on my accounts:

So next week is Spring Break for me (whoopie!!) which means in between studying, I hope to catch up on some much-needed replies. I’m still working this weekend, but will be off starting Monday.

If I owe you a reply here, on Peter-Two, let me know! If I owe (or you wanna start) something over at either my Marty McFly account ( @notachicken15 ) or Clark Kent account ( @notabirdnotaplane ) let me know!

Thank you!

// Looking for Marty?

He’s over at @notachicken15 !

I hate that I have to repeat myself, but I will say this again: if you are a supporter and shipper of Mammett, stay away from my accounts. That is beyond disgusting and pedophilic. Stop it. Get help.

Happy birthday to. . well, me !

➠ June 12, 1968.

No, I am not 54 years old—

Starter for @scottisgreat85

“Hey Doc?” Marty asked after taking a long sip of the coffee from his mug.

Yesterday was a big day for the McFly family, as George’s novel, “A Match Made In Space” had just passed the half-a-million in sales. While the family celebrated the patriarchal McFly’s success with a fancy dinner at a high end restaurant, Marty found himself sitting in silence, staring at each member of his family.

They were his blood relatives, no doubt, but… who exactly was his family? He didn’t know these people; he held no recollection of their history. His parents would be happy with a celebration at a Applebees, not a Michelin-star restaurant that was $60 a plate.

The only family Marty felt he had… was Emmett Brown himself.

And that was why, directly following dinner, he had excused himself to visit the scientist’s garage. He was surprised to find said man at said garage, instead of whenever with his family. (Maybe the old man missed his friend, Marty hoped).

“Uh, kinda curious but… why do you have a saxophone hanging on your wall? I know you had it since ‘55, but… it’s not just for decoration, is it?”

Hi friend! Your anons aren't on so I can't do the send Anon ask! But imma do it anyway bc I'm a rebel. I love how you write Marty so passionately! You give him such character while also staying true to canon and it's so fun to rp with you!

Oh my goodness, many things to say about this:

1) Thanks for the heads up; just fixed that! Anons are now turned on for my most popular muses (didn’t realize they were off!)!

2) That’s absolutely one of the sweetest things anybody has ever said to me!!! I love love LOVE Marty McFly, and have been writing as (1) (definitely not) a chicken since 2015. Back To The Future is my favorite movie trilogy, and the first movie is my favorite movie, period. I kinda put my heart and soul into both of my Martys (shout-out to @notachicken68 !) and, although it’s kinda sad BTTF RP is basically dead on tumblr and I only get activity from crossovers like yourself, it makes me extremely happy to know I’m solely keeping the nearly deceased verse alive.

I absolutely love writing with you, too!! As I do with all of my mutuals! You guys are what inspire me to continue! ❤️

Thanks again for such a kind and sweet non-anon anon!! ❤️❤️❤️

Happy birthday, Mom! 🎂🎉

Despite what I say - or how I act - I am forever thankful to be your son.

And I cannot be any more proud of you.

Love you lots,

ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 ℳ𝒸ℱ𝓁𝓎

❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘵, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑔𝑜𝓉, 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮.

𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙜. .

. . '𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. ❞

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Edit dedicated to my top three muses: Marty McFly (@notachicken15 & @notachicken68) Peter Parker (@notthehumanspider), and Clark Kent (@notabirdnotaplane)!

Update: Anybody who stumbles upon this edit,I wanted to say I made a full-length version that you can watch here!

Starter for @beautifulxfun

Five-thirty in the afternoon, on a Friday before Labor Day weekend. Marty McFly exited the front doors of Hill Valley High, with a frown upon his features. Another four tardies caught up with the tiny time traveler, causing the teenager to have to endure another session of detention. He still wasn’t anywhere close to being one of Mr. Strickland’s favorites, of the student body.

Now that he had successfully endured his punishment, he wanted nothing more than to relax. . or celebrate.

As he began down the front steps, he looked up and froze. Was. . . was that an angel, down at the bottom? Looking up at him, with a breathtaking smile?

Instantly Marty’s mood improved dramatically as he took steps two at a time, before stepping before the beautiful brunette.

“Jennifer! You waited here for me?” Marty asked as he took his girlfriend by her hand, smiling wholesomely up at her. “I thought you said you had plans with your girlfriends. Did that not pan out? I wasn’t expecting my day to improve like this.”

Don’t mind the lovestruck boy as he snuck a kiss upon her cheek.

Starter for @densxty.

Marty looked down at his wristwatch - 5:45 AM. The teenager didn’t purposely seek out to wake up this early, but his bad dreams had other plans for his sleep schedule.

It had been almost one month since he had hurled himself out of the DeLorean, and one month he had lived with a family he barely recognized. Sure, George and Lorraine McFly were still his blood parents - he still shared the same DNA as them - but for the last month, Marty hated to say, but none of who he shared the same roof with felt like family.

Familiarity was watching his mother drown herself in the bottom of a liquor bottle, pretending life was better than what it truly was. Familiarity was watching his father work tirelessly for his life-long bully with little of a thanks in return.

While there was little to no doubt in Marty’s mind that this was the superior life - all around - for every member of the McFly family, he couldn’t help but feel homesick for the people that raised him. Would he never see them again?

After keeping his inner turmoil under wraps for so long, early one Monday morning he finally felt like he needed to talk to somebody about his feelings. Given the fact that his best friend - Doc Brown - was away in another time raising his own family, Marty took a seat on the living room recliner, hands and fingers clinching and unclinching as he motivated himself to open up to the oldest McFly.

Not long after, George McFly had woken up from his slumber and entered the living room, being greeted by a timid voice from his youngest son.

“Da- Dad? Do you have a minute? I need to speak to you… about something…”