Player 2 is a cosplayer. One of his favorite cosplays is The Crow.
He also has a major sweet tooth.
Players 2 and 3 are very silly together. Sometimes they'll make a day of going shopping for supplies for the next game. Player 2 will mostly screw around and try to scare 3 while she does the actual shopping. He got her real good with a Halloween mask once.
Since they both don't have much money still, 2 and 3 will split the cost of a motel room when they have to travel for games. If they end up in the "there's only one bed" situation, they build the quintessential pillow line they've been building between them since they were kids. Since they're so used to it, it's not really all that awkward.
Player 3 tried to make a social media influencer career happen for herself for a little while, but it didn't pan out. She still has a video on her laptop of her doing makeup on her brother.
Player 4 grew up in London and has a little bit of a British accent still.
(although they can live separately, like they are just players, kill people, are practically friends. And how they treat each other, 2 and 3 I'm sure are brother and sister) the narrator (idk his name) is the oldest of them
So I have so many headcanons for each players' backstories tbh
Player 1 is a cop who uses the games to let off steam. He spends all day wishing he could do to criminals what he does to people in the game. Not because he thinks they deserve it because they're "bad" but bc he's just a really aggressive and violent person who has a need for absolute control. The games give him that, if only for a little while. He's definitely the most standoffish of the players and just sort of has an off-putting vibe. I mean, they're all crazy psychos but player 1 really FEELS like a crazy psycho.
Player 2's backstory I've talked about before but I will say that outside of the games he can actually be quite shy, and he spends more time with his sister (and yeah Player 3 is his sister lol) than anyone else. He avoids Player 1 as much as he can, and if he does run into him he tries to get out of the situation as fast as possible.
Player 3 is a professional dancer who is trained in many different styles. She's had to deal with a lot of men in positions of power within that field taking advantage of their authority over her. This is why she dresses provocatively in the game - showing that much skin while she kills makes her feel empowered. Even though she's protective over her brother, she can be VERY competitive with him. She has a competitive streak in general, really - she has to in order to get the lead parts she wants in ballets/musicals/whatever else she auditions for. Also, she can be a VERY sore winner. I could see her hanging out with Player 4 a lot.
Player 4 works as a bouncer at a nightclub, so he usually keeps very odd hours. He sleeps all day and works all night. You would expect him to be the most stoic but in reality he loves to put on a show the most out of all of them (or he's at least tied with Player 3). He's a little protective of Player 2, mostly just because of his friendship with Player 3. He sees himself as an older brother to the other Players.
art loves sweets and candies. he has some in his bag like werther's originals that he pulls out and eats from time to time
he's also a fan of sweet drinks like flavored milk (he prefers strawberry milk over chocolate milk) and juices. his favorite juices are apple and mango juice
he likes to try on jewelry especially yours. he's not a fan of necklaces as most don't fit (thanks to his big noggin') but he does like bracelets (his big hands somehow fit in those). he will try on rings but won't take off his gloves so he wears them on the upper parts of his fingers
even though art doesn't like getting wet you will see him sometimes stick his hand outside a window or door while it's raining to feel the rain drops. he's scared of thunder but finds lightning fascinating
art will unfortunately step on bugs he finds inside the house (unless you physically push him away and take the bug/bugs outside) but he does seem to like praying mantises, ladybugs, and dragonflies
in the spring art will spend time tending to your garden. he likes to use a watering can to water the plants and likes watching the vegetables grow. art gets excited to help you pick them once they are ripe
he doesn't like vegetables in general (he's a giant kid let's be real) but if he has to eat them he prefers homegrown over store-bought
in the summer you will find art wearing his usual outfit but with a large hat and large sunglasses. he will either be sitting underneath an umbrella or in the shade. he will watch you from time to time but will be occupied with a book, his tools, etc. good luck trying to get him to swim or sunbathe
his favorite holiday is christmas (ofc) and he loves baking christmas cookies, decorating the tree, and sitting by the fire watching movies. some christmas movies he enjoys are home alone and the polar express
art loves learning new things and has to keep his brain busy. you will find him on many occasions curled up on the coach reading your books, newspapers, and magazines
art has some books in his bag as well. he enjoys reading all types of genres but especially likes mystery, science fiction, history, and true crime
he will also read the user manuals that most people throw away and will take things apart like the remote and vacuum cleaner (he always puts them back together correctly however)
art likes watching the morning and evening news (and yes he will silently laugh at the sad stories)
if you happen to mention that you need new clothes art will go out and steal some for you even if they are the wrong size and type. he will present them to you like gifts :)
Ship: Player 2 (Stream) x Reader
Words: 744
Summary: Being chased through an abandoned school building by a psychotic murderer doesn't go quite the way you expected
Ratings/Warnings: 18+ (sexual content)
Notes: This was a Valentine's Day gift for @artsfavoritehorn 🥰
Divider by: @/fic-dumpster
You hid beneath the teacher’s desk and watched the tall, lanky figure of the masked man currently stalking you as he made his way across the room, looking under each desk very exaggeratedly as he made his way down each row. You tried your best to keep your ragged breath quiet. You knew what he would do to you if he caught you.
When he didn’t find you, he opened up all the cabinets underneath the row of windows on the far side of the room, turning his head one way, and then the other each time he opened another one. He shrugged to himself, seemingly deciding he had searched the room thoroughly enough, and went skipping out the door. Once you couldn’t hear him anymore, you carefully left your hiding space, and went through the same door into the hallway. You looked both ways but didn’t see anything but the rows of lockers in every identical hallway of this abandoned school building. You started down towards the staircase. Just when you thought you were going to leave this floor safely, a locker door swung open, and you were captured by two long, wiry arms wrapping around you. You shrieked in surprise.
And then you couldn’t help but laugh.
“You said you would stay in character this time...” You heard a muffled voice come from beneath the mask.
“I’m sorry! I just can’t help but smile!” you squealed.
“Is that because you know what comes next?” You could tell he was raising an eyebrow under the glowing green eye holes of his mask. He moved his arms down to your thighs and lifted you up over his shoulder, leaving you squeaking in delight. He carried you back into the room you just left, and put you down behind the teacher’s desk in the front of the classroom. He pushed you forward so you were bent over the desk. You felt his body cover yours.
“You know, I haven’t had great experiences in the past with these kinds of places…” his voice was soft in your ear.
“Well, maybe you just need to make happier memories here.” You moved your head to look behind you at him. You kissed the skin on his jawline, right next to where the mask began.
His hands slid from your forearms and down your sides until they came to your hips and ass, giving special attention to his favorite part of your body. He flipped up the short skirt you were wearing - you purposefully hadn’t worn any underwear - and squeezed you tight. You could feel him getting hard against the back of your thigh, and you grinded into him, making him moan. In retaliation, his hand moved forward around you to rest in between your legs. He pressed his fingers into the spot that made your legs shake. He moved his fingers in small, fast circles, until your hips were bucking into his hand, then stopped suddenly. He straightened himself and shrugged off the strap holding his overalls up and let them fall to the floor while he worked on freeing himself from his briefs. Once he freed himself, he stroked his cock to cover with your fluids before easing himself inside of you.
He stayed there for a second, getting used to your tightness around him, before moving back again, pushing into you harder this time and building up a fast rough pace. He grabbed your wrists and pulled you back towards him while his cock slammed into you. You cried out in pleasure, leaning your head back while your legs shook. When the pressure became too much for him, he let go of your wrists, falling forward and slamming his hands down on the desk on either side of you. He let out a loud moan as he felt you tighten up fast around him as you reached your climax. He fell over the edge right as you did, falling from his hands to his elbows on top of you. You felt his chest heaving as you lay there, your heart racing in your chest. He pulled himself out of you and nuzzled into your shoulder. You leaned your head into his, reaching up to lace your fingers in with his soft curls.
You felt him let out a heavy sigh under his mask. “Thank you for this, by the way.” He said.
“Your welcome, baby. Trust me, I enjoyed this just as much as you did.”
