Assuming this follows the lore you established for the characters, how would Tim/Masky react to seeing partner, who managed to escape the Operator during when Jay was involved (events of MHs), years later after getting caught by him and forced to join the mansion?
I actually gotta remember what I even established for them LMFAO
Um.
Well, assuming Tim was in college and had a partner, they split and MH happens, or split during MH… He’d be absolutely horrified to see his former partner getting involved. He’s selfishly relieved you’re still alive and not killed but also so, so angry that you’re caught up in all of this. It feels like all of his effort was for naught. How could you?
But he also blames himself for failing you and not doing better to protect you. Did he think about you too much? Did alex..?
Either way, he’s horrified and angry and full of self loathing
Hey could you maybe write some fluff headcanons with Masky and fem!reader? If not, that's totally fine, have a good day!! :)
Of course! I know it's suuuuuuper late, but I always love a good creepypasta fic! It's not QUITE a fic, but fun to write nonetheless! There's not a ton of outright FEM reader mentioned, as it focused mostly on Masky's feelings, emotions, and actions. But there's one here and there ^^
Thank you for requesting, and I'm happy I got to write for the secretly sweetest boy...sometimes. Def some soft yandere vibes, but he is, in fact, a killer. Nothing too crazy, but def still gonna tag it just in case
So! I hope you enjoy <3
Before Relationship Starts:
It can take Masky a while to become open about his feelings, and denies them avidly. Not even just to you, but to himself
It’s easy for him to get insecure, and will initially put distance between you
He doesn’t want to involve you in his life of crimes, fearing he would hurt you rather intentionally or not
But as soon as he starts to accept his feelings, he’ll give you gifts casually and not act like it’s a big deal
He takes mental notes on things you may like, or that you’ve expressed interest in
As you talk, he’ll be sure to buy anything and everything he can just to see the excitement on your face when you see it
He’s not one to buy flowers outright, but would in a heartbeat if he knew it would make you happy
He does have a jealous streak, but tries to downplay it
It would certainly be suspicious if all of the men who talked to you just…disappeared, right?
Once he’s developed feelings, there’s not anything anyone could do that would keep him from you
It doesn’t matter how far away from you he lives, he’d move to be as close to you as possible
It doesn’t help that the windows in your bedroom are just so easily visible
He’ll watch, not entirely out of his protection over you, but because the peaceful side warms his heart in ways he’s never felt before
He knows everything about you, both from what you’ve said but what he sees when he’s “not around”
Despite that, he knows it’s wrong
But above that he knows that he’s not the average person one would want to fall in love with
He was dangerous, and if anyone hurt you in any capacity they’d realize just how dangerous he really was
But he’d never be that way to you
He’d change his life, his world, anything if it meant he could really be with you
Though right before he’d ask you to be his, he’d disappear
Not for long, a couple weeks to try and decide if he really was worth being yours
He wouldn’t want you to regret it instead of being excited
After a long period he’d decided, he wasn’t going to calmly take no for an answer
He truly didn’t know what he’d do if he heard the word no…but that wasn’t what you’d say
When he heard you return his feelings, he had to scream at himself internally not to be TOO openly excited
But hearing that? He knew he’d burn the world down and take everyone but the two of you with it
In The Relationship:
Once in the relationship, things shift
He’s more happy, he smiles anytime he sees you
When he’d come to your apartment covered in injuries, you asked no questions
If he wanted to tell you, he would
Anytime you’d patch him up, it was impossible to hide the fact that he would look at you with immeasurable adoration
When he’d come to you, furious over something, it’s like any negative emotion he had would vanish
His world truly revolved around you, and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to keep that beaming smile on your face
While he would initially avoid you when discovering his feelings, once you’re in the relationship it’s like he never wanted to leave your side
He’d cuddle with you, and protest when you’d have to leave for work
Your life together was full of laughter, almost childlike excitement when you’d force him to dance with you when your favorite songs would play
It was messy, and he’d have a bashful look on his face at how uncoordinated he was when it came to dancing
Hurting people? Taking over missions he’d been sent on? Easy. Effortless
Yet when it came to the light-hearted antics, he was full of doubts he’d be able to keep you happy and enjoying your time with him
Overtime it grew easier, being with you made him more open to try new things
He’d try making your favorite meal, only to burn it terribly
He’d look so guilty when he showed you, but widen his eyes when you laughed and told him that he did his best
He never had anyone to tell him that even if he failed, his efforts mattered more than the outcome
It was difficult, to contain just how much he loved you
He wondered if you were as crazy as he was, to fall for someone so mysterious
You never asked what his job was, only mentioning that you hoped his work day went alright
He had told you once, that he was an ask no questions kind of man, and it seems you took that to heart
One day he may tell you the truth of what he did…the people he hurt
But until then, he was more than content to keep his darker sides to himself
Besides, no matter how dark and damned he was, your radiance was enough to make even himself feel that maybe he had a purpose in life other than harming those he was told to
He knew long ago, that he found his purpose
All he aimed to do was keep that beautiful smile on your face until the end of time
Even if it meant harming any who distressed you…or even just being a shoulder to cry on
No matter what, he’d keep you safe…no matter the cost
Hey genuine question I don't think making the creepypasta/marble hornets bigots is ok however I feel that Tim and possibly Brian could have a misogynistic view... WAIT WAIT HOLD THE PITCHFORKS!!! I mean that they view women as delicate things that need to be taken care of like they don't think they are stupid and def aren't abusive or anything but with the age they are and where they grew up at least in my hc (deep south) I believe it's very possible that they don't intentionally discriminate against women obviously I feel like maybe Tim and Brian kind of offhandedly say some things that could make a women in their vicinity/their gf raise a brow but they could definitely be educated as to not say such stupid things
All that being said... Thoughts on that?
All the love just offering another perspective and genuinely want to hear her thoughts
Turning off anon so please don't harass me everyone
I'm not really educated on marble hornets, and I still have yet to finish the entire series. however I do know a few things about tim and brian! anyways, personally I don't really see any of the creeps as sexist, not even a tiny bit. I understand your point! and I appreciate how you're being respectful unlike SOME people... so thank you for that!! <3 but yeah, I don't think tim or brian have a traditional mindset. do they do sweet things for women and take care of them? abousltely!! but it's more of a respect thing rather than a "I'm doing this because you're a woman and you're incapable of taking care of yourself" thing. their actions are out of kindness, not patriarchy beliefs. but this isn't me jumping on you or anything! I'm just telling you my honest opinion! ^_^
I love your work so much 💕 if your interested would you share your headcanons on how the creeps would be like pinning after their crush? I’m hoping for EJ, Masky, and Hoodie but feel free doing what you are comfortable with!
I just love your characterization of them and curious in how they would flirt, attract their crushes attention, act around them. Would Masky be even MORE jealous than usual with the fact he doesn’t have a say in who you’d talk to since he’s not in a relationship therefore has less control? How would quiet men like Hoodie and EJ gain their crushes attention, through their skills? Would they attempt in being slightly more talkative towards them or would they clam up even more in nervousness? What little things would the men do differently when pinning after someone?
Thank you! Ughhh this is such a perfect question, I love it. Let's dive right in! 💗
Jack is precise, in how he thinks, how he moves, how he feels. When he develops feelings, it’s not casual or fleeting. He doesn’t pine in a romantic sense, he likes to analyze. Watches the way you walk, the cadence of your voice, the micro expressions on your face. He’ll know when your scent changes around him. When your pulse quickens. When you hesitate before touching him. These are the things he studies, hoping they’ll tell him if you want him back.
He’s not one to flirt or make advances. Jack waits for you to come to him. If you’re patient and consistent he may start to let you into his world. He might invite you to the infirmary under the excuse of needing help, then just… sit there, quietly asking you to pass him tools while you watch him work. He likes your presence. Your scent. Likes when you're still next to him. He may ask you to read to him, or tell him stories while he works. Not necessarily because he’s interested, but because he finds your voice calming.
Jack doesn’t trust easily. He doesn’t move quickly. You won’t get grand romantic gestures from him, but if you notice how close he sits to you now compared to before, how long his gloved fingers linger when passing something, how he doesn’t flinch when you touch his arm, that is his form of affection, his version of pinning. And once he decides you’re safe to want? He won’t rush. He’ll let it build slowly and patiently, because you’re worth doing it right.
Tim/Masky
Tim carries himself like he’s the full package, and honestly? He kind of is. He’s confident, capable, rugged in a way that doesn’t feel forced. He knows how to turn on the charm when he wants to, flashing that sharp smile of his and saying the right thing in the right tone to make your stomach flip. He’s the type to flex just a little - lifting something heavy with ease, fixing something for you without being asked, lighting your cigarette with a smirk. He thrives on being seen as strong, dependable, the kind of man who handles things.
He’s a gentleman when he’s pinning - pays for your dinner, holds doors open, offers you his jacket when it’s cold. He wants to impress you, not just with looks or words but with action. That’s how he earns affection. That’s how he expects to be loved in return.
That said… Tim is jealous. The moment he realizes he’s into you, he wants a level of loyalty that most people don’t ask for during the talking stage. He’ll be pretty upfront about his interest, makes it clear he wants to take you out, that he sees you as his girl. And while it might be framed with charm and confidence, there's an underlying possessiveness that’s hard to miss. He won’t hide how much he dislikes seeing you talk to other guys, and he will tell you, either directly or with a cold glance and a sharp shift in tone. He doesn’t do casual. Once he wants you, it’s serious.
Brian/Hoodie
Brian, when crushing, defaults to a more traditional mindset - in another life, he'd be the type to court you - bring flowers to your door, fix your car, and walk you home just to make sure you’re safe. But the life he lives now doesn’t really allow for soft courtship, and that conflict weighs on him. He wants to pursue you with care, but the world he lives in is far from gentle, so instead, he hesitates. Waits. Observes.
When he’s into you, Brian becomes curious. Not just in a romantic way, but curious about you as a person. What you like. What makes you tick. What your routines are. He appreciates when you ask about him, too - when you take an interest in his truck, his guns, the kind of gear he uses. Those small things matter. They tell him you’re paying attention.
He’s not overly talkative, but he’s definitely not shy either. His affection is quiet, confident, very restrained. And when he’s ready to act on it, he doesn’t waste time. There’s no flirtation game, no drawn-out lead-in, he’ll simply ask, “Want to go for a ride with me?” or “You free later?” It might feel abrupt, but it’s honest. Brian doesn’t chase unless he’s sure, but once he is, he’s intentional. Steady. The kind of man who won’t speak often, but when he does, you listen.
Jeff the Killer
Jeff doesn’t pine. The second he decides he wants you, he’ll let you know, bluntly, inappropriately, and probably in public. Expect something like, “You wanna fuck or what?” before you’ve even figured out if you like him yet.
Subtlety? Nope, not in his vocabulary. If he’s trying to impress you, he might pull some ridiculous knife tricks, flash a cocky smile, maybe do something reckless just to get your attention. He feeds off reactions, he wants you flustered, shocked, laughing, annoyed. Anything but indifferent.
He’s not romantic, definitely not sweet. But he is direct. You’ll always know where you stand with Jeff, even if where you stand is against a wall with him licking your neck just to piss someone else off.
BEN Drowned
Ben is a chaotic little shit and knows it. When he’s into someone, there’s no filter. He texts you at 2AM with “u up?” or “netflix and chill?” and means it. He’s quick to suggest hanging out, whether that be playing games, smoking or watching dumb horror movies, and doesn’t really beat around the bush when it comes to what he wants.
He’s touchy, flirty and inappropriate. But he’s not totally heartless, he just doesn’t have much patience for the slow burn. If you’re into him, great. If you’re not, he’ll act like it doesn’t bother him (even if it kinda does).
Ben gets attached fast. You’ll probably notice how often he’s online right when you are, how he always seems to be hovering nearby, how he starts sharing music and inside jokes and memes like you're already his girlfriend. He moves fast, both emotionally and physically, sometimes too recklessly, but there’s sincerity buried under all the dick jokes and weed smoke.
Ticci Toby
Toby is a mess of nerves, desire, and self-doubt when he has a crush. He probably thinks you’re too good for him and spends way too long admiring you from a distance before working up the nerve to do anything about it. He hovers, lingers near wherever you are, listens carefully when you talk, steals glances like he’s trying not to get caught.
He’s not great at flirting - his “moves” might involve handing you a rock he thinks looks cool, or telling you some weird fact he read online that he thought you’d find interesting. His attempts at connection are strange but sweet, a little clumsy, very earnest.
Once he gets more comfortable, he might try to be funny, cracking a joke or teasing you, just to hear you laugh. He touches you more when he’s feeling braver, a hand on your shoulder, a brush of fingers when he walks by. And when he really likes you? Expect some unexpected bluntness. He might suddenly tell you your throat is pretty, or let his hand linger too long on your thigh without quite realizing what he's doing.
Toby doesn’t always know how to act “normal” in romantic situations, but his feelings are genuine. His version of pinning is awkward and intense but ultimately deeply loyal, the kind of attention that feels odd at first but turns into something strangely grounding once you see how real it is.
If no one has asked yet can I get some Tim/Masky headcanons plsssss 🥺🙏
Yes yes yes. I love Tim so much. Here you go babe 🫶
Tim Wright/Masky Headcanons
Appearance
Stands at a solid 5'11, maybe a hair taller on a good day, broad shoulders that fill out a hoodie like a damn threat. There’s a physical weight to him, not necessarily bulky, but dense. Strong arms, the kind that stretch the sleeves of his shirts, and you know he doesn’t even work out that much anymore, he’s just built like that
Hair is a very dark brown, slicked back in that John Travolta Grease way, but messier, not styled for looks. A lazy comb-through and he's done. Occasionally falls into his eyes, and he never fixes it unless it’s actively bothering him
Smokes like it’s religion. You always catch the faint scent of cigarettes on him, but weirdly, weirdly, he’s probably one of the best-smelling creeps. He wears good cologne, something dark, woodsy, expensive. Like he walked out of a GQ spread (if the model also had a few bodies in the basement haha). It mixes with the smoke and somehow just works
His eyes are dark and tired, always like he hasn’t slept enough, because he probably hasn’t. There’s always some shadow under them, some heaviness. He's got this way of looking at you like he's reading more than you're saying, and it’s unsettling how still he can be when he’s doing it
Wears layers - hoodies, jackets, flannels, tactical gear when needed - mostly neutral tones. His mask is scratched and worn, but not falling apart. He keeps his style maintained and functional. He never dresses for aesthetics, it's always for work
General Behavior
Not a talker. Doesn’t waste words, doesn’t overexplain. But compared to Brian, he’s practically a social butterfly. He’ll hold a conversation if it matters, if it gets something done, or if he actually likes you. He’s blunt, but not cruel unless he wants to be
Definitely the type to bark orders - his brain’s wired to move fast and take control. If there’s chaos, he’s already in the middle of it shouting “Move!” or “Stay here.” His voice cuts through the noise, sharp and gravelly, like he’s been yelling since he was born. Doesn’t ask twice. Doesn’t wait around for confirmation
Has this underlying “man’s man” kind of vibe. Opens doors, carries the heavy shit without asking, lights cigarettes with one hand. It’s not at all performative, it’s just how he is. He’s naturally protective, naturally steps forward when shit gets tense
He’s got that rough-around-the-edges provider instinct. Doesn’t matter if he’s broke or pissed, if you’re hungry, he’ll buy you food. If you’re cold, he’ll give you his jacket. If you ask for a smoke, he’s already holding the lighter out. Doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t brag about it. That’s just how he shows care - by giving, by doing. Even shares his cigarettes with Jeff, which says a lot, because Tim hates that "filthy, smug son of a bitch" as he likes to call him
Moody as hell. Some days he’s decent company - dry humor, quiet jokes, sarcastic smiles. Other days he’s a storm cloud in human form, and you learn to read his mood by how hard his jaw is clenched
Anger issues he tries to manage. Pills when he remembers. Deep breathing that usually turns into pacing. When he does explode, it’s loud and you’ll feel it in your bones. Slams his hand on the table hard enough to rattle glass, throws whatever’s nearby, storms out and comes back hours later without a word
Eats like someone who didn’t grow up with much - like every meal might be his last. Big, heavy bites. Chews like it’s serious business. Doesn’t talk while he eats, just hunches over his plate and goes in. It’s primal. He’ll finish his burger in like three bites and still swipe a few fries off your plate without asking
Keeps to himself most of the time. Observant. Notices everything - where you place your drink, how many hours someone’s been quiet, the way someone’s hands shake. Doesn’t always speak on it, but he knows
When he laughs (which isn’t often), it’s this deep, chesty thing. Catches you off guard. Doesn’t last long, but when it hits, it hits. Usually something dark or stupid that sets him off
In a relationship, Tim is jealous as fuck, and it runs deep, the boiling under the surface kind. The kind that comes with icy silence, clenched jaw, and eyes that follow you a little too sharply. You’ll feel it before he says a word. The air gets tight when he sees you laughing with someone else, especially if it’s a guy. He doesn’t trust easy, and he trusts even less when it comes to you
He doesn’t like you going out without him. He won’t forbid it outright at first but you’ll hear it in the way he says “Where are you going?” and “With who?” over and over, like he’s testing the story for cracks. And when it becomes a pattern? Yeah, then it’s “No. You’re not going.” Just like that. Final. No debate
Tells you not to wear certain things. Says it’s for your safety, or because “you don’t need other eyes on you.” But really, it’s because it drives him crazy knowing someone else might get to see what’s his. Short skirts, tight tops - if you wear them, expect him to either make you cover up or stick to your side all night like a fucking shadow
Random Details
Always carries a Zippo lighter. Even when he’s not smoking (which is rare), it’s in his pocket. A sleek, silver one. Clicks it open and shut when he’s thinking, annoyed, or just needs something to do with his hands
Music taste is darker, heavier. Think Nine Inch Nails, Tool, maybe some grungy 90s rock. Doesn’t talk about music much, but if you hear it leaking out of his room, it’s always angry and low
Has a soft spot for old horror movies - the grainy, practical effect kind. Says the new stuff is "too flashy." Will never admit it, but he gets weirdly into the atmosphere and aesthetic
Keeps a notebook. No, seriously. Doesn’t talk about it, doesn’t write in it daily, but it’s filled with messy handwriting, checklists, thoughts he can’t say out loud, and half-sketched maps or memories. There’s probably a page with your name on it, written over and over in the margins from a night when he couldn’t sleep and didn’t know what else to do
Good with his hands - in a mechanical, practical way. Can fix a busted pipe, rewire shit, stitch up a wound. Doesn't complain, just does it. There's something steady and sure about him when he works
Drinks black coffee, doesn’t do sweet stuff
Toby’s the only one who can make Tim laugh on command. Usually something stupid, like making weird faces at Brian when he's not looking or imitating Jeff’s voice in a high-pitched whine. Tim will try to hold it in, but you’ll catch the smile twitching at the corner of his mouth. Sometimes even a real laugh - rare, but sharp and short like it caught him by surprise
You'd expect him to like whiskey, but he's a beer guy through and through. Cold, cheap, no-nonsense. The kind of guy who pops the cap off with a lighter and drinks straight from the bottle, no glass in sight
He’s into girls who don’t break easy, girls with teeth. Someone who’ll bite his lip back, roll her eyes at him, match his sarcasm. He doesn’t want soft and docile, he wants real, wants someone who’ll sit on the porch with him at 3AM, share a smoke in silence, hold space for the shit he doesn’t know how to talk about
A girl who can cook? Game over. He won't say anything about it, won’t compliment it outright, but if you feed him something good - hearty, made with intention - you’ve earned a kind of quiet respect from him. Might kiss your neck from behind next time you’re at the stove, arms wrapped around your waist like he needs you. Might even mutter “Don’t fuckin’ leave,” into your hair without thinking about it
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The kind of man that runs hot and intense, but quiet. Doesn't talk much in bed - a few gritted-out words, low and raspy, but most of what he gives is in the way he moves, how he grabs, how he breathes. Every inhale like he’s trying not to lose control
Strong. He knows it. You feel it in the way he holds your hips, in the press of his chest, in the way he leans in and you don’t move unless he lets you. Never reckless, but there’s weight behind everything - he wants you to feel it
Can be rough, definitely, but not without care. You’re not breakable to him - you’re durable, something to be used, but not disrespected. He’s not cruel unless you ask him to be. And even then, there are limits he won’t cross
Quiet dominance. Not flashy or cocky - just this natural control. A hand on your throat, a quiet “stay still,” the way he waits to see if you’ll obey without raising his voice. It’s never a question who’s in charge when he’s in that mood
If this man really likes you - like, deeper than he knows how to say - he’ll go down on you. Not often, not out of obligation, but when he does, it’s intense, like he’s trying to prove a point without words. Still, Tim is more of a pounding, take-what-he-wants kind of guy. He wants to fuck, he likes the grind, the weight, the rhythm of it. He gets off on the raw physicality. Fast, deep, hard - that’s his language
Definitely prefers receiving over giving. He's not selfish, just wired that way. There’s something about your mouth on him that turns his brain off in the best way. He doesn’t even have to be in control during it - he’ll lean back, smoke in hand, and let you go to work while his eyes burn holes into you. Might say something rough, low, like “Don’t stop,” and you can feel the restraint in his voice
Tim likes curves - hips he can grip, an ass he can smack, thighs that leave marks when he holds you too tight. He likes that hourglass edge, that balance between softness and structure. Something strong, feminine, and made to take a hit - and give one back
Definitely carries that “he hit me and it felt like a kiss” energy. If you’re into pain, he’s not shy. He’ll slap you across the face without thinking twice. And then his fingers are brushing your cheek right after, voice low as he mutters something like “You're so beautiful.” That’s his apology. That’s affection, in his language
Tim lives for being called daddy, even if he pretends it doesn’t do anything for him at first. That first time you say it - maybe soft and breathless, maybe with a little smirk just to test him - you’ll see it hit him like a brick. His jaw tightens, his eyes flash, and whatever restraint he had? Gone
He doesn’t ask for it directly, but he rewards it when you say it - harder thrusts, rougher grip, maybe even a quiet “Say that again.” The word flips a switch in him. Makes him go darker, deeper, meaner. You’ll be wrecked by the time he’s done
After sex, he's rarely affectionate, never in the soft cuddly way. But he makes sure you’re okay. Pulls the blanket over you. Lights a cigarette and sits on the edge of the bed until your breathing evens out. Says nothing, but stays
He likes to think he's taller than he actually is. To him, he's 6'1. In reality, he's like 5'7.
He is cismale, goes by he/him pronouns, and is pansexual.
He's currently dating both Jay/Skully and Brian/Hoodie.
He got a dad bod and he's proud of it.
Despite his weight, Tim is actually pretty strong and hince is why he's the unofficial leader of the proxies.
Like with the other OG proxies such as Brian/Hoodie and Cat Hunter, he doesn't call Slenderman 'dad' in any way and usually just refers to him as 'Master' or 'Mr. Slenderman'.
He has a very sarcastic sense of humor.
Despite his tough exterior, Tim is very protective and caring towards those he cares about especially the children proxies.
He and Liu are pretty close to each other to the point where he usually refers to Jeff and Liu as the brothers he never had.
He's such a dad friend. It's just in his nature.
Growing up, he had an abusive mom who was addicted to meth. His father was too afraid to divorce her because he didn't want Tim to grow up without a mom in his life until Tim was 13.
As a kid, Tim would often have hallucinations and have extremely unexplainable nosebleeds. He would also feel like someone is watching him all the time which caused his sleeping problems.
He hates cheesecake as it was part of a joke a high school bully made in order to fat-shame Tim which eventually caught on.
Because of this, Tim ended up having anorexia which his father would eventually found out about.
When he was 16, his father caught him cutting himself in the bathroom and Tim told him it was because the 'tall man' couldn't stop following him.
This resulted in him getting sent to a mental hospital that later burnt down when The Operator took control of Tim.
His father died when he was 18 due to "mysterious circumstances".
He doesn't know where his mother is now or if she's still alive and he like to keep it that way.
Masky is an alter of Tim that is more reserved and more aggressive towards the other proxies. The only people that doesn't Masky doesn't seem to be aggressive towards is Brian/Hoodie, Jay/Skully, Slenderman (ofc) and Jeff.
Him and Masky are frenemies with Cat Hunter. They work together well during missions but outside of that, they hate each other's guts.
He used to go to the same college with Liu, Brian, Randy, Keith, Troy and Jane.
He always hated Jane even before Jane's eventual bullying towards Jeff. He just always thought she was a huge bitch.
He was one of the few adults in Jeff's life that didn't betray Jeff's trust in any way, shape, or form. He would listen to Jeff's every complaint whether it was school or family problems and sometimes he would wish that he could take all the pain away from the kid.
He usually didn't mind whenever Jeff had to come along on him and the Marble Hornets cast's filming and would often defend Jeff against Alex whenever he would accidentally ruin the shooting.
When he found out what Randy did to Jeff, Tim was very shocked and saddened by what happened to Jeff. He would come visit Jeff sometimes along with Liu to check up on him.
He was also one of the few people that wasn't freaked out by Jeff's appearance after he was released from the hospital.
He was working late on the night Jeff went on his murderous rampage. When he was driving back home from work, he would find Jeff lying in a ditch while bleeding from his mouth.
As a result, Tim would take Jeff into his home and patch him up.
After Jeff explained everything about how he snapped and killed his family and some of the neighbors out of anger, Tim didn't seem to be angry and offered to let Jeff stay with him despite knowing the dangers it would put him in.
He had to keep Jeff a secret towards Jay and Alex out of fear of putting him in danger.
He also didn't tell Jeff about his sickness out of fear that the Operator would come after Jeff.
When Alex burned down Tim's house, Tim couldn't find Jeff anywhere and thought he had perished in the flames. This is one of the many memories that would haunt him forever.
After escaping town, he would eventually come across a manor in the woods and meet Slenderman, who offered him to join his team in exchange for safety. He would later take the offer and join the Slender Pact.
He can play the ukulele very well and once even considered becoming a famous musician.
He thinks X-Virus is annoying.
While he was able to break out of the Operator's curse, he still has nightmares of the past especially the ones with Alex.
He loves pineapple pizza and corn flakes. Liu and Toby often make fun of him for that.
He has really insomnia and it usually takes about like one whole edible for him to get a full night's rest.
He smokes a lot because it helps him with stress. He usually smokes like 3-4 cigarettes a day.
He hates the smell of beer and perfume.
He's of Italian ancestry and he loves any kind of pasta.
He was raised in a Jewish household.
He knows of Liu's crush on Toby and he and Jeff like to try to get them together.
His favorite tv shows growing up was Ed, Edd, n Eddy and Hey Arnold!
He's a brony since Jeff introduced it to him during the time period Jeff lived in his house. His favorite pony is Applejack. He absolutely hates the G5 My Little Pony and considers it to be an insult to the previous generation.
His favorite music artists are Taylor Swift, Skillet, Twenty One Pilots, and Eminem.
He secretly loves all the Barbie movies and sings along to all the songs.
He's allergic to amoxicillin.
His voice tends to become deeper whenever he's in his Masky alter.
He considers Brian to be his best friend on top of being his boyfriend.
He does have some medical knowledge as his father was a nurse.
He does have a bit of a sweet tooth but he doesn't want to admit it.
"Why do you have that..?" - General Resident Headcanons
Part 1
Headcanons on what specific objects the Slenderman mansion residents they always have on their person ^^
I don't own any of the characters written here! They are all based on my au!
Apologies in advance for Slenderman fans for he will not be included in this series!!
It's creepypasta content so expect mature themes!! Also warning for incorrect grammar :'>
Masky
A pack of cigarettes
This man is tired, okay? He needs to smoke almost every time he gets free time for himself.
It doesn't matter if it's with people either, he will light one up doesn't feel sorry if you have asthma either lol
Expect him to have at least one pack with him, doesn't matter if it's new or almost empty- Tim will have one with him at all times.
For some reason, he doesn't always have a lighter with him cough cough toby
When he wants to have a smoke and his lighter isn't with him, it's automatically a bad day for him.
"Goddamit.." Tim mutters under his breath as he pats himself down in search of his lighter.
Seeing his predicament, Brian fishes out a lighter from his jeans. He flicked the lighter to life, the flame steadies as he held it out, waiting for Tim to lean in and light his cigarette.
"Lost it again?" Brian asks steadily, watching as the dark haired man finishes lighting his cigarette. With a quiet click, he turns off the lighter, tucking it back into his pocket.
Cigarette now lit, Tim adjusts his mask, taking a long drag. "Fucking Rogers... I'm gonna kill him..."
Hoodie
A compact digital camera
He has many other cameras for different purposes- one for picturing bodies, one as a body cam during his missions, but there's one specific camera he uses for personal stuff.
He likes to bring it with him if he's going out on walks to take pictures of random things.
I imagine he has about more than 1000 pictures, all of which with different subjects and captured moments.
You'll see sunsets, beautiful nature pics, and even photos of him other residents mostly Tim, Toby and Kate doing silly stuff on camera roll.
He built a habit of looking through them every now and then, he'll only do it when he's alone or with people he trusts.
"Yo Brian!" Toby shouted from the roof of the rundown gas station convenience store, standing tall with his chest out, fist raised, and a stupid grin stretching across his face.
Kate walked over to where Brian stood, arms crossed as she stared up at the twitching brunette. "Is he... always like this?"
"Not really," Brian replied, pulling out his digital camera. "But he's clearly in a good mood."
Toby struck a pose, both hatchets in hand, just as Brian snapped a picture.
Drawn by the noise, Tim stepped out of the store, looked up, and immediately clocked Toby on the roof.
He turned to Brian and Kate, who stared back at him with blank expressions, then looked up again.
"You're walking back home!" Tim called out.
Kate the Chaser
A colorful beaded bracelet
You know those cheap plastic beaded bracelets—pastel-colored, strung together with tacky kiddy charms? Yeah, Kate wears one of those.
She has it on her left wrist and is neatly tucked away under her hoodie sleeve. Kate made sure it wouldn't fall out during heavy duty stuff.
It was one of the few things that reminded her there was still a flicker of humanity left in her- along with the memory of a very special woman.
The bracelet dated back to a time before her Master, before the blood. And every time she glanced at it, a part of her wished she’d never grown up.
There was something in the way the colors had worn down over the years that made her ache—to be small again, to cling to her mother and never let go.
The delicate clink of fine china echoed faintly as her companion's voice began to dissolve into static-fading more and more the longer Kate stared at her right wrist.
No longer hidden beneath her sleeve, the bracelet's faded pastel colors came into view. Kate stared, unblinking.
A quiet yearning erupted in her chest- an unfamiliar ache in a heart, so used to emptiness. For a moment, she could almost feel her mother's arms around her, warmth brushing against memory like a whisper.
"Kate...?" A feminine voice cuts through. She looked up and met Jane's eyes- or rather, the hollow gaze of her porcelain mask.
Jane held a cup of tea delicately in both hands. The mask may have hidden her expression, but the concern in her voice was clear. "Is the tea not to your liking?"
Kate blinked, snapping back to the present- the warmth of the teacup, the fading memory, and Jane's steady presence.
Kate shook her head. "No... It's fine. The tea's good."
Jane didn't answer right away, simply watching Kate in that quiet, unreadable way of hers. After a pause, she adjusted her mask and took a sip of tea.
Kate mirrored her. The tea was lukewarm, but it gave her something to hold onto in the silence.
She glanced once more at the bracelet, then quietly pulled her sleeve back down
Ticci Toby
A black hair elastic
If anyone looked carefully, they would notice a piece of elastic around Toby's right wrist.
Toby doesn't let anyone use it, Hell- he himself doesn't even use it.
Maybe it's him trying to reserve his late sister's memory, but Toby just likes it's around his wrist, that's all.
But all he knows is that it was one of many hair elastics Lyra Emily Rogers had in her vanity.
That same hair elastic around Toby’s left wrist was the only thing he took with him—the last trace of his sister, clutched in a moment of clarity before he set his home ablaze with his own hands.
Toby snapped the hair elastic against his wrist again, the sting dull from repetition.
"Can you stop that!?" Tim hissed, throwing a harsh glare at him. "We're in the middle of hunting a journalist who knows too much- if you wanna play with your damn ponytail, you should've stayed in the car."
"Shh!" Brian shushes Tim, eyes locked on their moving target. "She's on the move... Toby, you ready?"
Toby muttered, "Y-Yeah."
He tucked the elastic into his sleeve, gripped his hatchets, and broke into a sprint toward the fleeing journalist.
In the blur of movement, it still stood out to Toby- blonde hair tied back in a neat ponytail. Something about her looked... familiar.
Just for a second, he wasn't a killer running after a nosy journalist- he was Lyra's younger brother chasing after his dear older sister.
