Note: Workers for the operators will have a prime age, they either get stuck at the age they were or get aged up the moment or a few months/years of working.
(Not a ship) Inspired by @s1llyfruitcke ‘s headcanon!! I hope you don’t mind but I absolutely loved the idea of Cody/x-virus being scene as I already hced Nina to be Scene ITS AWESOMEE‼️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Marble Hornets, Creepypasta - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Relationships: Brian Thomas | Hoody/Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Tobias Erin "Toby" Rogers | Ticci Toby & Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Kate Milens | Kate the Chaser & Brian Thomas | Hoody, Tobias Erin "Toby" Rogers | Ticci Toby & Kate Milens | Kate the Chaser, Tobias Erin "Toby" Rogers | Ticci Toby & Brian Thomas | Hoody, Skully & Brian Thomas | Hoody & Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Jessica Locke & Skully (Marble Hornets)
Characters: Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky, Brian Thomas | Hoody, Tobias Erin "Toby" Rogers | Ticci Toby, Kate Milens | Kate the Chaser, X-Virus | Cody (Creepypasta), Jessica Locke, Skully (Marble Hornets), Jay Merrick, Alex Kralie, The Operator (Marble Hornets), Jeffrey Woods | Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Sally Williams (Creepypasta), Jane Arkensaw | Jane the Killer, BEN (BEN Drowned), Sarah Reid, Seth Wilson, Amy Walters, Nina Hopkins | Nina the Killer, Lyra Rogers, Dina Angela Clark | Judge Angels, Helen Otis | The Bloody Painter, Jonathan Blake | The Puppeteer
Additional Tags: BAMF Masky, Protective Timothy "Tim" Wright l Masky, Protective Brian Thomas | Hoody, Timothy "Tim" Wright | Masky has DID - Dissociative Identity Disorder, Brian Thomas | Hoody has DID - Dissociative Identity Disorder, Brian Thomas | Hoody Lives, Everyone Needs A Hug, Blood and Gore, Character Death, Murder, Heavy Angst, Bittersweet Ending, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Psychological Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Childhood Trauma, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Slice of Life, but with a blood lust murder family, Hoody adopted Kate, like Masky adopted Toby, Cody is there for the ride
Summary:
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Tim raced through the woods, jumping over roots and fallen branches, heart pounding. The static in his brain growing louder. He pushed himself harder. He could see the treeline. 'Just a little closer!'
"Come on, Tim!" He barely heard Brian's voice through all the static. His limbs grew heavy and he couldn't move. "FIGHT IT! DON'T GIVE UP! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!" Brian's muffled voice shouted and with a last burst of energy, Tim burst out from the treeline and the static was gone.
So, basically, Brian Thomas lives rent free in my Brian, and I wanted to share a character study my brain formulated at 2am last night. So, here we go.
At first, Brian seemed like a funny, caring guy. He was pretty much best friends with Tim and good friends with Alex. He was cheery and a good friend. So, what made him drastically change to Hoody? Here's my thoughts: I have two ideas. Betrayal and Abandonment.
Let's start with betrayal. Brian trusted Alex, and Alex led him to the abandoned hospital and attempted to kill him. That would have made Brian hurt, confused, and angry. Focus on the angry. Brian would most likely wake up in the middle of the woods with memories missing and just a gut feeling that Alex tried to kill him. He'd assume that everyone thinks he's dead and that Alex if knowing Brian is alive, would want to finish the job. So, Brian would become Hoody to conceal his identity. Then Masky comes into the picture as his partner in crime. Both after Alex and both trying to stop the Operator. Then Jay comes in and takes Masky away, and Masky doesn't come back. One more betrayal. Brian fidns out Tim lied and knew about the Operator, another betrayal. Brian would be pretty pissed by now.
Secondly, abandonment. Alex tried to kill him and abandoned his body. Tim didn't bother to come looking for him, hence Brian assumes Tim abandoned him. That stung because he was Tim's best friend. Then Masky abandons him due to Tim teaming up with Jay. Brian felt like Tim chose Jay over him and abandoned him.
All of this on top of years alone would make Hoody closed off, aggressive, and manipulative. Hoody would blame Jay for bringing Alex back but also thank him so Hoody could kill Alex. He'd see Jay try to figure things out and formulate a plan to get rid of Alex and the Operator. Jay finds Tim and Jessica. Now, all Hoody needs to do is push everyone in the right direction.
A side note: if Seth and Sarah were part of ToTheArk, Brian and Hoody would appreciate them and try to protect them as well, but eventually they too left him.
Brian learned his lesson. Don't trust anyone every again. Trust only led to hurt. Anger is what pushed Brian. Deep down, he's just hurt and looking for someone he can finally trust and someone who he can trust not to hurt him anymore.
I believe Brian didn't want to hurt anyone because of his love and care, but Hoody was the protector. He had to push everyone away to keep Brian safe. To keep the hurt from growing. Brian would have held onto the window, asking Tim for help, but Hoody let go. He'd rather die to protect Brian than live and Brian hurt even more.
And that is what I have. This is all purely my thoughts and headcanons. So, don't come after me if I got anything wrong. I hope you enjoyed!
Trigger/Content Warnings: angst, mentions of suicidal thoughts, semi-graphic torture, bodily mutilation, dead dove: do not eat, DONT READ IF YOU CANT HANDLE
Word Count: 2094 words
Tags: @shreeader @charl13x (if you wanna be added, let me know)
It was supposed to be a normal recon mission. Brian had done this for years. He'd sneak around, making sure no one got too close to flock territory and kill those who did. That or lead hunters away and then kill them. Either way, Brian was one of the best of the best scouts and killers of the group. He knew how to travel mostly undetected and he could kill someone in complete silence.
Normally, flock rules were to always have someone with you. A buddy system, if you will. Hoody tended to work better alone or only work with Masky. As Brian would work with Tim. However, Tim was busy with his family and helping the flock adjust to their new home thanks to hunters infiltrating their last home. Both Brian and Hoody wanted revenge.
Thankfully, Alex stood up and convinced Tim to let Brian go alone, saying he had survived seven years alone. Brian could handle a simple recon mission. Tim had a bad feeling in his gut, but he let Brian go anyway. Only, Brian never came back.
Hoody followed a group of hunters, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. His wings lightly bristled in the wind, gently brushing some leaves. A smile crept onto his face and he pounced. An animalistic screech rang out followed by the sound of flesh being ripped apart before it all went silent.
“Tim!” Jay called, anxiously, blue and gray wings fluttering nervously. He, Alex, and Tim were on a mission to find Brian. He should have returned by then. “I found something!”
Tim ran over, footsteps thumping along the ground. “It had better be good,” he growled, protective instincts flaring. There was a reason he was known as Papa Birb Tim. “What the hell did you find?”
“Umm, Tim, calm down,” Jay nervously said, moving his wing to the side to reveal blood, Brian’s torn hoodie, and a note. Tim’s wings flared out with silent rage. “Don’t you dare tell me to calm down, Jay!” Tim bellowed. Jay shrank back.
“Tim, Brian’s most likely still alive,” Alex snapped, black wings tightly folded behind his back. “Don’t shoot the messenger. Jay just found this. If anything, be mad at me. I convinced you to let Brian go alone.” He squatted down and looked over the note, facial expressions grim. “Fuck.”
Brian screamed, pulling against the chains that secured his arms above his head. His wings violently flapped, slamming against the wall behind him, adding to the pain in his back. He snarled and snapped at anyone who got close to him, teeth clicking as they snapped together. He squirmed and tugged at the chains, metal digging into the flesh of his wrists.
“Well, well, well,” Doctor Harrison drawled, walking toward Brian, looking from the man to his clipboard. “Brian Thomas,” he clicked his pen. “You’ve been quite the thorn in my side. But don’t worry. This could all be over soon. Did you leave the note, my dear?”
“Yes, I did, Doctor,” Nurse Chaplan nodded with a gleeful smile. She waved to Brian. “Miss me?” Brian growled and spat at her. She narrowed her eyes.
“Now now,” Harrison spoke, interrupting the hostility. He glared at his nurse and ordered her to go check on some tests. As she left, he turned and harshly grabbed Brian’s chin, forcing him to look the doctor in the eyes. “Here’s the deal, Brian,” he cooed, eyes flashing dangerously. “You can get out of here safe and sound if your friends get here in time. If not,” he glanced back at his surgical equipment. “If not, then we are going to have a lot of fun.”
Brian’s eyes were blown wide and his wings subconsciously shuddered in fear. He forced himself to keep calm and not hyperventilate. Harrison let go of him and stepped back, jotting down notes onto his clipboard.
They had to come for him. They had to. Brian looked at the clock across the room, the hands and the ticking seemed to haunt him. With each passing minute, Brian lost a little hope. Twenty minutes to six o’clock. His arms hurt from being held above his head for so long. The operating room was cold. Too cold for Brian.
His mind wandered back to the past. He remembered Tim always acting annoyed when he’d go to bed alone and wake up with everyone in his nest. He remembered Jay being in his bird form, sitting on Jessica’s shoulders whenever she would go into town for food and supplies. Alex would always help where he was needed, part of him still working on forgiving himself for falling victim to the Operator. Everyone had long forgiven him, but Alex still had to forgive himself. Brian didn’t know he had started crying until he heard the teardrops hit the floor.
Ten minutes left. Tim pushed himself to fly faster. He traveled through intervals of running and flying. Jay and Alex struggled to keep up with him. Tim had to get Brian before he was killed. Brian was Tim’s first and only true friend. Tim remembered how they first met. Both bumped into each other when their two highschools had their graduation parties at the same complex. They ended up ditching the party to hang out at Applebee’s. Then, it all just happened.
Rain clouds gathered in the sky, light droplets falling to the earth. Soft thunder rolled in the distance and the pitter patter of the droplets hitting the leaves and puddles almost helped to calm the trio's nerves. Almost. Less than five minutes. Alex narrowed his eyes and pushed his tired, sore limbs harder.
—
Brian's entire body flinched as Doctor Harrison and Nurse Chaplan returned, both gleefully eyeing the surgical equipment. A pit of anguish and betrayal grew in Brian's stomach. They…they didn't come. Tears brimmed Brian's baby blue eyes.
"It's okay to cry," Harrison faked sympathy. "This is going to be very, very painful." He picked up a saw and handed Nurse Chaplan a pair of large tweezers. "Oh, such a shame your friends didn't come. I guess you're not as important as you think you are."
"Shut up!" Brian screamed, eyes blazing with fury. Those were the first words he had spoken since he got there. Hoody tried to take control back from Brian, but Brian's fear and stubbornness wouldn't let him. "SHUT UP!"
"Ooh, touchy subject," Chaplan giggled. "It was only a matter of time before your usefulness ran out and they'd leave you alone."
Brian shook his head. "No, no, no, you're wrong!" He snapped, lunging forward, chains clanging as they held Brian back. He clenched his fists and pulled with all of his strength. He hissed in pain as the irritated flesh burned as the metal dug deeper.
"Keep screaming," Harrison chuckled, shaking his head. "No one will hear you. Are you ready for our fun to begin?"
"I won't tell you anything," Brian hissed, glaring daggers at the two. Despite being abandoned, Brian was still loyal. He wouldn't destroy his friends because he's suffering. "Do your worst!" he spat.
"Oh," Chaplan cupped Brian's face with her hand, tweezers in her other hand. "We plan to." Brian went to bite her and, quick as flash, she snatched her hand back. She pushed a button on the wall and the chains lowered Brian's hands enough for her to reach them without being uncomfortable.
Brian screeched and tried to keep his hands away from her. Her nails dug into his palms and his talons came out. "No, no, please!" Brian whimpered, realization dawning. "Don't do this…AHHH!" He wailed as she yanked a talon out. Blood spurt onto her face and arms, but she didn't care. Brian's body jerked and tensed, throat raw from dehydration and pained screams. Blood dropped down to the tiled floor. Brian's knees gave out and he hung from his arms, tears streaming down his face.
"Hmm, I figured you'd have more of a pain tolerance," Chaplan hummed, cleaning the tweezers before going to the next hand. Brian weakly struggled and sobbed. "Oh, don't do that. I promise to be gentle." A sickening snap rang out as the next five talons were ripped out.
Black spots danced across Brian's vision. His hands burned and stung. Blood covered his hands and floor beneath him. His fingers were now shorter. The fight had left his body. He tried to fight as he was manhandled into a lying position. His boots and socks were forced off. "Please, stop," he whispered, throat shredded from screaming. He banged his head back against the cement. His mind flashed back to the fall and he struggled again. Pain spread through his wings that were pinned beneath him.
"Ten more to go, Brian," Chaplan cooed. "You're doing so well." She started the process again.
"Go to hell," Brian spat blood to the side. He cried out as Harrison harshly kicked his side. "Don't be rude, Brian. This is to better you." He laughed as Brian screamed. Ten more snaps rang out over the span of a few minutes. Chaplan's face, hands and arms were drenched with blood.
Brian's eyes rolled to the back of his head, the pain too much to bear. Yet, he wasn't granted the sweet release of unconsciousness. They forced him to stay awake. He barely registered being forced into standing position, feet in white hot agony. Only when his wings were pulled to full length did he perk up.
"No, no, no, not that!" Desperation filled his voice, eyes wide with pain and horror. "Please, no! I'll do anything! Anything!" He screeched. "Tim help please!" he sobbed, head drooping. "Alex, Jay, anyone, please! TIM!" He screamed and struggled, eyes bulging as air was forced from his hand. Harrison punched Brian's gut again.
"Quiet, this will soon be over, Brian." He took the surgical saw and stepped behind Brian. "Feel free to scream as loud as you can." He pressed the blade to the root of Brian's wing.
A bloodcurdling, anguished scream rang out. Brian's body went limp, all energy and fight gone. Blood splattered everywhere. Pain clouded his vision and mind. Brian begged for Tim to save him. He apologized and screamed, praying Tim would come save him. But, no one came. Two weights were lifted from his back.
"I thought you could have screamed louder," Harrison shrugged, dropping the two wings in front of Brian, forcing the man to look at what was taken from him. Brian sobbed, body sagging. "Shame." He gripped Brian's face. "Your mother did." Brian wailed, eyes full of hatred and agony.
"Chaplan, send the bill to Andrew. I'm sure he'd love to pay for this," Harrison manically grinned. "I'll tell your father you said thank you," he taunted before pushing Brian back. The chains let him go and Brian's head hit the floor, allowing him to finally go unconscious.
—
The rain washed away the blood that pooled under Brian's body. He couldn't move, body too spent to do anything but feel pain. Tears mixed with rain water slid down his cheeks. He peeled his eyes open and stared up at the clouds. The ground beneath his body was muddy and soft. Brian prayed for death. He wanted to die. Then the pain would go away. Then, Tim and the others wouldn't have to worry about him anymore.
He barely registered someone crying out and pulling his body into their lap. Brian made a soft noise of pain. The other hugged him tightly, whispering apologies. " 'im," Brian's words slurred together. " 'm sorry, 'm sorry. Tr'ed t' fight ba…back." Brian slipped back into unconsciousness.
Tim sobbed harder. He gently held Brian close and attempted to bring him back to the Flock. He blamed himself for being late. He, Alex, and Jay had gotten there at 6:04, but Brian was gone. Back at the Flock, Brian was treated by Amy and Sarah, both trying to keep their tears to a minimum. The whole night was a horrible nightmare.
Afterwards, Brian was placed in the middle of the cuddle pile. Tim held Brian. Surrounded by family and comfort, dull blue eyes opened, but it wasn't Brian who woke up. Hoody glared at the ceiling thinking of all the ways he could imagine to torture and kill Harrison, Chaplan, and Brian's father.
Brian Thomas died that day. Hoody failed to protect him. Now, Hoody wanted revenge. And revenge is what he will get. A cruel smile crept onto his face. Yes, Hoody would avenge Brian and every other Winged who suffered at Harrison's hand.
Less than twenty percent of the people in this world has wings, and those who do tend to travel in flocks.
Those in a flock share a bond with each other. They can silently communicate through emotions and feelings. Mates have this bond but ten times stronger.
The flock usually has one leader. Said leader can forcefully take control of the flock if needed to.
Every months flocks go through a period of time called the Hunt that begins at sunset and ends at sunrise. During this period, they all come under an extreme bloodlust and doesn't stop killing any living things until sunrise.
Winged people also have retracted talons on their hands and feet.
Cuddle piles. Lots of cuddle piles.
They sleep in nest like structures.
They can eat holly berries and raw meat without getting sick.
CUDDLE PILES!
Flocks will constantly help preen each other and allowing someone to touch your wings is a sign of trust.
They can sleep and stand on clouds.
With enough practice, they can transform into the bird their wings resemble.
Flocks are very protective each other. If one is injured or hurt, the entire flock will hunt down the person responsible.
Flocks are seen as dangerous by humans and there are facilities and groups trained to capture winged people and to conduct experiments on them.
Winged people can be declawed like a cat. And their wings, although strong, can be carved from their bodies.
*quick side note: I chose these specific birds off of vibes and what the birds symbolize and matched them to a character.
Timothy Wright: Eagle because they represent courage and power.
Brian Thomas: Nightingale because they represent love, secrets, and theft.
Jay Merrick: Blue Jay because they symbolizes faithfulness, devotion, awareness, loyalty, intuition, and trickery.
Alex Kraile: Raven because ravens are known as a bad omen and tend to travel alone.
Amy Walters: Humming bird because they symbolize intelligence, beauty, devotion, and love.
Sarah Reid: Wren because they symbolize cleverness, cordiality, dexterous, graciousness, family bonds, focused, handy, joyousness, liveliness, playful, quick-witted, shared responsibility, and watchfulness.
Seth Wilson: Woodpecker because they symbolize new opportunities, creativity, optimism, courage, motivation, revival, self-actualization, balance, communication, protection, and discernment.
Toby Rogers: Black Kite because they are known to light fields on fire. (purely chose this because of that one casual geographic short)
Lyra Rogers: Swan because they represent knowledge, light, twin flame, purity.
Jessica Locke: Cardinal because they represent focus, mystery, and trust.
Cody: Sparrow because they represent productivity, diligence, and creativity.
Maggie Martini: Owl because they represent Insight, wisdom, death.
Tala Foster : Hawk since hawks represent determination, focus, leadership, clarity, future planning, intuitive decision making, and protection.
Kate Millens: Osprey for hunting, goal-orientation and blind faith.
Tim Wright = 5'10, despite that is still teased from most of the taller members of the group. Would have been at least 6'0 if the pills shoved down his throat didn't stunt his growth.
Brian Thomas = 6'5, the tallest and the one Maggie and Zander cling onto the most. Despite his shit father neglecting and abusing him, he still managed to be rather healthy. Doesn't stop him from being a twink though.
Jay Merrick = 6'1. Was a healthy kid, sometimes people forget he's that tall due to how he acts. He and Tim love the height difference.
Alex Kralie = A good 6'2. Inspired by that one headcanon, he likes putting shorter people's shit up on higher areas where they can't reach.
Maggie Martini = 5 ft, the shortest of the group and (obviously) the most teased. In return she uses each of them as stools with no mercy.
Tala Foster = 6 ft 1/4, has noticable muscle on them, they're strong as shit. The most threatening out of the group.
Lyra Rogers = 5’6 and is completely fine with it. Being a ghost means she has no weight. She never has a problem reaching for items due to her ability to float.
Toby Rogers = 5'9 and could not care less. Even with him being just an inch taller, Tim loves to bully him. In return Toby calls him an old man.
Kate Millens = 5'2 but acts like an 8 ft tall tank. Does enjoy making fun of Maggie for being shorter, even if it is by two inches. Makes how's the weather down/up there jokes.
Jessica Locke = Happy 5'5 with a swimmer's build. Amazing woman that has beaten ass before and can do it again.
Amy Walters = 5'3 and is completely fine with it, even with her height has never been bullied. Can and will beat a bitch no matter their height.
Seth Wilson = 5'11, doesn't care about his height that much. His viewers were fairly surprised to find out he was a few inches taller than they thought. Nobody bothers him about it.
Sarah Reid = 5'7, taller than average height and likes it. Never really thought about her height, but does like how she can reach things easily most of the time.
Timothy Wright: Part Greek and Italian, is fluent in both languages, has learned ASL to talk with Brian. Tends to only swear when angry or annoyed. So...most of the time.
Brian Thomas: part Columbian, part Italian, small part Mexican, fluent in Spanish, Italian, and ASL. Has been known to switch between languages when angry and gets very colorful with his language.
Jay Merrick: one fourth Vietnamese, and is rusty with the language. He has been heard cursing people out in Vietnamese though. May or may not be taking Duolingo classes.
Alex Kralie: three fourths Russian and he despises when people try to mock the Russian accent. His Russian is also rusty, but he does remember the important words.
Maggie Martini: Italian and part Portuguese, fluent in Italian and Spanish. Knows some ASL (the swear words, definitely the swear words). Not as colorful as Brian but she has said sworn like a sailor.
Tala Foster: Filipino, knows Filipino, Tuwali, English, Spanish, French, German, and ASL. Will not hesitate to curse anyone out in any language. Is extremely colorful all the time. Even more than Brian. Has an accent.
Lyra Rogers: German and fluent. She prefers not to teach people the language just to confuse them, she has a noticeable but not heavy German accent. Sometimes she teaches people to say phrases but doesn’t say the actual meaning to mess with them.
Toby Rogers: German, and he is fluent in German. He teaches swear phrases and that's it. His language is his last secret he wants to keep. Plus, he likes talking to his siblings Lyra and Cody in German without anyone else knowing what they are saying.
Jessica Locke: Caucasian, knows some Hebrew and Latin. Has sworn a couple times but generally doesn't. She tries to keep things calm. But she will not hesitate to swear at the Operator.
Kate Millens: Half Japanese, fluent in Japanese and is selectively mute after being alone for so many years. She and Brian have communicated with ASL. Brian was one of the first to here her speak after she joined the group.
Amy Walters: half French, and she makes it known. She loves speaking French and her accent. She has all the tea on everyone and has a very colorful language when angry or during the time. Alex loves when she speaks French, no matter what she says.
Seth Wilson: Caucasian, knows a little of everyone's language. He taught himself so he could use it on his ToTheArk channel. After all, the Ark needs to know everything he can.
Sarah Reid: Caucasian, she's more fluent in French, Spanish, and Italian and has helped the Ark with her languages. She is kind and will always help people but won't hesitate to throw hands when someone insults her friends and family.
you know all your 'brian lives' aus? friendly reminder that if someone's reported missing for more than 5 years then they get declared legally dead (at least in Canada idfk about Alabama I'm Canadian)
so... have that legal drama, make him dead and shit!! its funky! its cool! have angst and fluff around it!
