Multi-fandom X Reader One-shots

Brian Thomas||Marble Hornets||"If I could take one thing back."

{No Creepypasta here, just regular Marble Hornets}
{saw some people having really good Brian headcanons on instagram, because it was an answer story I can't credit them, which is sad <3}

 Brian Thomas. Who was he? He was my light in the dark, my one wish, my best friend, and the man I had hopelessly fallen for years ago. Yet, if I could take one thing back, it would be the fight that inevitably lead to his death. If I could take away that one argument he would've never spiraled into what he became, he would've never gotten to the point of isolating himself for as long as he did, he would've never been chased by Tim, and he sure as hell would've never died that day. Yet, I knew all too well that I could never take that back. However, I wished that I could've saved him after he fell, maybe even before. If only I had fucking been there.

 Suddenly, I felt as if my wish was granted, as if I was thrown back into my body from before. I took a quick deep breath, and looked at the date and time. My breath hitched at what I read. The day Brian died, which meant I needed to get out now. I didn't pay any mind to anything but getting to Brian and Tim as soon as possible. I was speeding on the way yet I gave no care, and as soon as I arrived I found my way inside, and sprinted to where he had fallen from. He wasn't there, until he was. Brian hung from the windowsill as I heard Tim.

 "Tim!" I yelled, "Tim you need to stop, that's Brian!" I screamed, and the masked man shot a look to me, then to the man who had stopped where he was standing in front of him.

 "You're lying!" Tim yelled, to which at these words I could noticed Brian growing more and more panicked, he quickly looked to me and the ground. He was gonna let go again.

 "No, I am not!" I shouted, "Brian don't you fucking dare let go." I basically screamed at the man, who only listened to me.

 Tim was frozen, so I took it upon myself to run up the stairs as fast as humanly possible. Once I was around to Brian and Tim, the latter hadn't yet let the former up. I promptly moved Tim out of the way, and helped Brian. Who almost tried to run away again before my grip on his arm tightened again. Tim finally snapped out of his mind, and looked to the hooded man.

 "My pills." Tim spoke, holding his hand out for the bottle.

 Brian turned his head to me, the exit, and then to Tim. The man stuck his hand into his pocket and handed them to Tim, who quickly took some out. This is when I finally realized what had just happened, my legs giving out from underneath me, however Brian had quickly caught me. Tears filled my eyes, yet I couldn't help but laugh. My arms wrapped around Brian's shoulders, his mask still on and he had yet to speak a word.

 "You're okay." I spoke, my voice giving out halfway through. I was in disbelief. I laughed, "I'm so glad you're alive." I sobbed. "I'm so so sorry for what I said all those years ago, if I could take it all back I would." My tears were freely flowing at this point as I uncontrollably laughed. 

 One of Brian's hands reached up and pulled his mask off, revealing none other than his face. A few scattered scars had been added to his face since I had seen it last, yet he was as good looking as before. He had gained stubble, along with his hair being longer with the years. I still loved how he looked. His expression was calm, maybe with a light smile on his face. His eyes held much more pain than they used to, and didn't have the stars I used to see inside. He looked tired, so horribly tired, and like he was holding back what little emotions he had left. One of my hands found it's way to his face, and he leaned into it. This motion made me sob aloud, yet it didn't stop my next words.

 "It's okay, I promise it's okay. You're going to be okay, you can cry." My words brought a shocked expression to the man, which was swiftly replaced with sorrow.

 His arms that were already wrapped around me tightened while he sank to the floor, taking me with him as his head went to my shoulder. My heart broke as I felt him shake as he sobbed into my shoulder, tears already soaking my clothes. I spotted a bewildered Tim, who stared at us, mainly Brian, in complete disbelief. Only then did it hit me that Brian was here, Brian was alive, he was breathing right here in my arms. Sure, he was far from okay and we aren't out of the woods yet, but hell, we were alive. I held him tightly as if he would just disappear out of my arms if I didn't.

"[Y/N], we need to go." Tim spoke, gathering my attention.

 With Tim's words I nodded, standing up as Brian didn't really move. His hand slid to grab mine, and he looked at me as my heart skipped a beat. Over 5 years and I was still in love with him. I intertwined our fingers, and he quickly kissed the back of my hand. 

I was sure this time things would go better, after all I got to take one thing back.

END

LMAO I added ONE sentence at the end and said "yeah i can publish this now I guess." After starting this months ago. Anyway, thanks for reading! Sincerely, Elliot.