#buford and marty WILL BE FRIENDS damn it

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I've got one chapter left of my current fic, and my house is a sensory overload nightmare right now. Just let me finish the damn fic! 😩

#writing #fanfic writing #fic writing #writing problems #writer memes #please make it stop #i should be writing #buford and marty WILL BE FRIENDS damn it #fan fiction #fanfiction #memes #writing complaints #writing memes

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DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 3 / 31 * GUN FIGHT 」

And in that single moment, to the sound of the heavens being split by a lone gunshot, Emmett's plans for the future are violently derailed.

The heavy thud of Marty's body hitting the ground is what it must sound like when the universe shatters. He half-expects to see the very threads of reality unfolding around him, because this can't be how things are meant to play out.

The photograph of the tombstone from 1955 isn't even in his pocket if he somehow managed to free his hands enough to check whose name is engraved there.

Colour fades, sunlight cracks, his chest aches where his heart, too, is violently wrenched still-beating from his chest, and Buford Tannen's self-satisfied laughter over the fact that he shot a kid—a kid, and his best friend at that—makes the corners of Emmett's vision darken with a rage he has not known in a long time.

He'd always thought himself above falling victim to such barbaric emotions. He was better, he could control his outbursts of anger and emotional distress. The thought of taking a life was abhorrent in every way, and ever since 1945, that feeling had doubled exponentially, making him near-ill to even seriously consider adding more blood that, by proxy, was already on his hands.

But Marty, his best friend in the entire space-time continuum, the boy who has risked his own life time-and-time again for him, who has made his life better simply by existing in it, has—

No no no no. Don't think it, don't make it real.

So right now, contrary to the beliefs he had held his entire life, Emmett welcomes this poison infecting his mind, this rage he feels that curls his hands into fists and urges him forward, pulling and thrashing against the vice grip of Buford's lackeys.

Come on, kid. Get up. Get up, Marty!

The culmination of all his anger, his shock, his heartbreak, lands on the back of Buford's head in a stare so fierce, so bloodthirsty, that Emmett becomes the very monster that Hill Valley of the future fears he is.

I'll get you for this, Tannen!

His life for Marty's. An eye for an eye, and if he made himself blind, the consequences would be only temporary, for this timeline could not stay the way it was. Without Marty, there was no future to return to. He would have to figure out how to take the DeLorean back, not forward, singlehandedly and stop this entire chain of events before it could begin.

Emmett isn't sure of the passage of time in that long, torturous moment; time seems to have frozen to a standstill and it is only him and his thoughts and the fact that Marty is still—

A collective gasp cuts through the crowd, thrusting him back into the world and out of his thoughts, and Emmett's heart nearly stops as Marty rises from the dead, a veritable Lazarus, and reveals the secret hidden beneath his poncho.

Emmett's eyes go wide as all that anger festering inside is leeched away, making room for unbridled joy and relief. He gasps too, mimicking the crowd, realising only now through the burn of his lungs that he had been holding his breath, likely for some time.

A bulletproof vest...! I'll be damned, kid.

#slightly late with this one since i wasn't anywhere that would really let me write yesterday but!! #i'm getting this done idc - at least as much as i can #I HAD TO START TALKING ABOUT THIS EVEN A LITTLE OKAY. #so four will come later today as well #&; a great idea can change the world 「 hc 」 #doctober 2023 #i'm not proofing this we die like doc

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doctober 2023 || day 2 Desert

ii.

As wisps of the Milky Way painted the heavens, Marty whittled to the sounds of far-off thunder and Buford cleaning his gun.

Marty nicked his knuckle. Buford almost smiled.

“How you made it out of the cradle not knowin’ how to work a knife might be the most mysterious thing about you, Eastwood.”

“I can work a knife,” Marty muttered. He just couldn’t whittle very well.

“Bigger mystery’ll be how you do it when you’re missing half your fingers.”

“Why are you antagonizing a man holding a knife?”

“Because” – Buford snapped the revolver back in place – “I got the gun.”

#back to the future #bttf #doctober 2023 #doctober #fanfic #fanfiction #drabble #mood board #bttf aesthetics #the man who traveled time #100 words #Buford and marty will be friends damn it

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mcfly july 2021 || day 10 "Far Out"

x.

Near the California-Oregon border, Marty muttered under his breath as he lit the campfire, trying to wave away excess smoke from the damp wood. 

You’d think after ten years stranded in the nineteenth century he’d be better at this. He dared Buford to say a word after he left Marty to single-handedly set up camp.

Marty found him sitting on a cliff overlooking a rocky beach and green-grey ocean. The reverence in Tannen’s eyes gave him pause.

“I’ve never seen the ocean before.”

 “Never?”

Buford shook his head. 

Marty sat next to him, intrigued and mildly amused.

“Can you swim?”

#mcflyjuly #mcfly july #back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #buford tannen #buford and marty will be friends damn it #fanfic #drabble #100 words #bttf moodboard #bttf aesthetics #moodboard

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I said what I said.

(I'm working on the next chapter of Once Upon a Time in the South, and I love that I've gotten Marty and Buford's friendship to the point of "I'm the only one allowed to shoot you", okay? The frustration and confusion they feel about how this came to be delights me.)

#back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #buford tannen #buford and marty will be friends damn it #once upon a time in the south #once upon a time in the west #once upon a time in the east #bttf au #bttf fic

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Y'all got me obsessed with perfecting mood boards now, so have three more for "Clint", Buford, and Ann from Once Upon a Time in the West!

(I'll make a separate set for East!)

"It just sounds like nothing I'm doing is good enough."

"You made me your problem when you let me out of that wagon."

"Is it that wrong of me to want more?"

#once upon a time in the east #once upon a time in the west #bgsparrow #moodboard #bttf moodboards #these are fun! #marty mcfly #buford tannen #ann gardner #buford and marty will be friends damn it #frenemies #back to the future #bttf #bttf au

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Whumpril 2024 Masterlist!

In which Marty finds himself living an outlaw’s life alongside Buford Tannen in the Old West, where danger, death, and disease abound.

Stand There and Bleed || BG Sparrow || Rated T

Limp [X]

Sweat [X]

Shame [X]

Swaying [X]

Reckless [X]

Dizziness [X]

Hesitation [X]

Bloodshot [X]

Self-Doubt "Why didn't you tell me?" [X]

Adrenaline [X]

Can't Sleep [X]

Weak Pulse [X]

Angry Tears "You brought this on yourself." [X]

Urgent Care [X]

Mind Games Caretaker Makes it Worse [X]

Coughing Fit [X]

Hallucination Brain Fog [X]

Broken Glass [X]

"I need you." [X]

Touch Starved Crutch [X]

"Just hold on." [X]

Stoicism Breaks Allergic Reaction [X]

Presumed Dead [X]

No Time to Rest Eyes Rolled Back [X]

"Brace yourself." [X]

"How could you?" [X]

"Please don't go." [X]

Fight/ Flight/ Freeze No Appetite [X]

Reluctant Caretaker [X]

"We're out of time." [X]

ALTERNATES:

Crutch || Brain Fog || Contagious || No Appetite || Reassurance || Blanket Nest || Eyes Rolled Back || Allergic Reaction || "You're pathetic." || Reluctant Whumper || "Why didn't you tell me?" || Caretaker Makes It Worse || "You brought this on yourself."

#back to the future #bttf #whumpril #whumpril2024 #masterlist #masterpost #fanfic #fanfiction #drabbles #drabble collection #marty mcfly #buford tannen #frenemies #stand there and bleed #marty and buford will be friends damn it