#bandernsatch

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for the fic ask: 1 3 8

1. What's the fic you're most proud of?

forest in the desert (LA Confidential, Ed Exley/Jack Vincennes, 14.3k) has the grim distinction of having been the fic I loved the most riiiiight before all the shit came out about Kevin Spacey (including his actions while making that same fucking movie) so it's in shitty-actor purgatory now.

Technique-wise, I'm really proud of this is the hand (Black Mirror: Bandernsatch, Stefan Butler/Colin Ritman) -- it's a relatively short fic but written in CYOA/branching storyline format to mimic the game itself. It's not a sophisticated set of storylines or a complicated game but I had so much fun working it all out. It's playable in Twine! Imagine how many more of my unhinged projects could be Twine games too!

3. What fic are you emotionally attached to?

deep red bells (The Stand - Stephen King, Nadine Cross, 2.3k) is maybe the completed fic of my own I think about most often. I'd love to expand it but maybe it's fine as it is.

8. Does anyone in your personal life know you write fic? If not, would you tell anyone?

People I know from fandom IRL know I write fic (but generally don't read what I write, lol) and my older sister, who introduced me to fandom, definitely knows. My mother knows that my friends write fanfiction, but she writes original fiction and her opinion of fic is pretty low. She doesn't get why anyone wouldn't just make up something completely wholesale original in plot (she's a big plot-oriented person) and doesn't have much suspension of disbelief for stuff that from a fandom POV seems obvious to me. (Like "how is it possible that all the members of BTS are all gay in this zombie apocalypse RPF AU, that seems statistically unlikely", or "why do people enjoy this danmei if it doesn't accurately represent the experiences of gay and bisexual men in present-day China". Rigorous realism only, hdu.)

[firewalksbymyside]

Bandersnatch's been nominated for Best Single Drama at Bafta Tv.

What a lovely morning.

[purple-ash27]

Bandersnatch

When Stefan was introduced to Thakur, he said 'sorry about the chaos, we just moved in monday.' But at the beginning of the movie, the date said July 9th, 1984.

Weird... 😂😂

[imaginedisish]

The daily update you guys never ask for:

1. I started writing chapter 3 of Devil’s Advocate, but unless I get a sudden burst of inspiration, it’ll be up tomorrow. If something changes, then maybe it’ll be up tonight, I’m not sure. It’s 11:20ish out here on the East Coast of the US, sooo if anything it may be up by 2 or 3am....idk!!

2. I have a lot of Bandersnatch requests, and I’ll be getting to them very soon!!! My requests are still open! They always are. I don’t really like closing them, bc they give me new, fresh ideas :) Request ANYTHING!

3. Thanks for being cool people and sticking with my blog for so long, or following me recently :) it means a lot.

That’s all for now :) see you guys later!

[synthsoup]

high heels (colin ritman x reader)

Request : Can you do Colin (Bandersnatch) x reader fic where reader goes to the office party (Tuckersoft probably?) and has to wear high heels. Since she doesn't get used to it, the shoe heels just gets broken, causing her feet in pain and then Colin offers her a piggyback ride? Thanks xx

Warnings : fl u f f oh m y go d

Words : 800

A/N : I think I changed the request ever so slightly but it basically the same, and this request is so cute I had sooo much fun with it. requests are open as always.

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Your face lights up as your eyes meet with his. You were currently at the offices release party for the new game, bandersnatch. You had worked at Tuckersoft for almost a year now, and after meeting the acquaintance of Colin Ritman the two of you had quickly evolved into friends. You never minded the office parties that came around when a new game was released, they were quite fun as long as everyone held their alcohol. As the company grew and parties were a more common occurrence, you had opted for a simple outfit this time - a comfortable loose dress that hung to your knees, and a pair of heels that were at least a few inches tall.

Now these heels, they were painful. As you make your way to the where Colin’s standing, you brush your hair out of your face and wince as you try not to stumble. Once you finally meet him he smirks at your grimace, looking down as he notices you seem a few inches taller than usual.

“Having troubles?” he says, chuckling slightly at the glare you shoot him.

“Of course not. These are brand new shoes, and my legs look amazing if I do say so myself.” You respond as he shakes his head laughing. Playful banter was just a thing that existed between the two of you, ever since you had first met. Flirting was commonplace, you just didn’t want to ruin any friendship the two of you already had, mainly suppressing your feelings.

“Fair point, but only if you don’t sprain an ankle.”

“Yeah yeah, i’ll be fine.” you reply, taking a sip of a drink he had handed to you and glancing over the room. You almost spit out your drink at the sight you see before you. You smack Colin's shoulder and he snorts as he looks in the same direction. Stefan was across the room, taking shots of an unknown liquid and looking as if he might pass out at any second. He puts his arms in the air and yells something incomprehensible. You’re wheezing laughing at this point.

“You reckon we should help the poor fellow?” you say, and Colin shakes his head.

“I thinks he’s having a mighty fine time as it is.” he snickers.

You smack his arm, “Well i’m gonna get another drink, i’ll be back in a sec.” He nods as you hobble off, putting your heart and soul into balancing on these heels that were already invoking blisters all over your feet. By the time you make your way back to Colin you’re about ready collapse. You set the drinks down before falling right into him.

“Woah, trying to get as drunk as Stefan?” he teases.

You let out a grunt and push yourself off of him as you look down, frustrated at your shoes. Yeah, you were done. You gently take them of and sigh as your feet are quickly relieved. Now barefoot, you look up at Colin who was once again, much taller than you. You let out a groan,

“It didn’t take me long to give up, huh.” you laugh.

“I’m not surprised.” he says taking one of the heels from your hands and examining it. “And you’re supposed to walk in these?” he says with a look of absolute confusion that you can’t help but laugh at.

“Yes, but clearly my willpower isn’t nearly as strong as I thought it was.”

He glances over you and gives a look you can’t quite comprehend.

“Well if it makes you feel any better i’m willing to be your main mode of transportation.” he says and turns his back to you. “Here, hop on.”

You almost laugh at the childishness of the idea, but after a moment of hesitation you shrug and jump onto his back. You wrap your legs around his waist and let out a small squeal as he adjusts his posture.

“All ready your highness?” he teases.

“Of course.” you respond.

You two remained like that for a while, he would wander around and the pair of you would make conversation with someone, first explaining your strange position, garnering a chuckle from most people, and knowing looks from others. You thought he might get tired after a while but he insisted there wasn’t any issue. As the night dwindled down your energy quickly depleted and you found yourself resting your head on his shoulder.

“Colin?”

“Yeah?”

You yawn and pat his shoulder blade,

“You think we could go home? I might pass out any second.” you say sleepily.

“I’m glad you said something Y/N, I was beginning to think we’d be here all night.”

He gently sets you down and you grab his hand for support as your bare feet touch the ground. Your eyes meet, and in a moment understanding you smile at each other faintly and begin to walk out of the party. He doesn’t let go of your hand, and together you make your way out, high heels long forgotten.

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requests are open!

[bandersnitchedmysoulthanksfionn]

Was tagged by the wonderful @program-and-control-study to do the username URL song thing : ) here is my long ass username

B - Blue Madonna ( Børns )

A - All Time Low ( Jon Bellion )

N - Nothing left to say/Rocks ( Imagine Dragons )

D - Dark Paradise ( Lana Del Rey )

E - Elevate ( Spider Verse )

R - R U Mine? ( Arctic Monkeys )

S - Salvatore ( Lana Del Rey )

N - Not Your Fault ( Awolnation )

I - I lived ( One Republic )

T - Trouble ( Cage The Elephant )

C - Come A Little Closer ( Cage The Elephant )

H - How To Be A Heartbreaker ( Marina )

E - Electric Love ( Børns )

D - Do you miss me at all ( Bridget Mendler )

M - Memories ( Thutmose )

Y - YoungBlood ( 5 Seconds of Summer )

S - Season 2 Episode 3 ( Glass Animals )

O - Ocean Eyes ( Billie Eilish )

U - Unsteady ( X Ambassadors )

L - Last Night ( Joe and Fionn )

T - Talk to much ( Coin )

H - Hold Me Tight Or Don't ( Fall Out Boy )

A - Atlantis ( Bridget Mendler )

N - No. 1 Party Anthem ( Arctic Monkeys )

K - Kiss With A Fist ( Florence + the machine )

S - Somebody Told Me ( The Killers )

F - Flashed Junk Mind ( Milky Chance )

I - I Walk The Line ( Halsey )

O - Ophelia ( Lumineers )

N - Not Going Back ( Childish Gambino )

N - Natural ( Imagine Dragons )

( lol I hope I didn't miss anything )

Umm I'm tagging @bandersnatchyourweave @incorrectbandersnatch and @bander-yikes

And anyone else who want to join in on this : )

[mirclealignr]

I recommend Bandersnatch and that was then this is now

i’ll check out that was then this is now but unfortunately i don’t have access to bandernsatch :(

thanks for the rec !!

[rinnysmuses]

“I got attacked today in the ruins by bears, Dhamels, Cyclops with clubs, thrown into walls by Bandernsatches, almost eaten by wolves, and...I feel like I’m forgetting something.”

Yes. That is a pool of her own blood at her feet.

[popculturebrain]

‘Black Mirror: Bandersnatch’ Has An ‘Ultimate Easter Egg’ That Will Never Be Seen

Black Mirror‘s interactive (but NOT choose-your-own-adventure) film Bandernsatch has a trillion permutations and multiple endings, one of which “embarassed” creator Charlie Brooker so much that he almost didn’t show it to Netflix.

[jakemorph]

why are you guys talking about bandernsatch so much lmao... i thought we decided he sucked after dr strange came out

[mswyrr]

bandersnatch HOT TAKE [SPOILERS]

Not really, I just wanted to use the phrase hot take. But basically: I personally play video games with choices to make a world better.

I am precisely that sad. I can’t make the whole world better in demonstrable ways irl. But in Dishonored 2 EVERY SINGLE TIME I can save that one person’s life that changes an entire community from oppression and misery into something brighter. I can gently nudge some of the character arcs in such a way that things are better. I can change leadership and save people in terrible situations and do all kinds of wild great stuff.

And sometimes, yeah, I play a dark runthrough and pet my inner Goth or w/e.

But I ragequit Bandernsatch because I felt something was wrong and then I checked spoilers and found out I couldn’t really give this poor kid a better ending.

Choice stories take multiples more of an investment of time, so I want to be able to craft a satisfying narrative and aim for something good if I am going to do that. The “good endings” available don’t have to be perfect all the time: storytellers can still craft thematic points and such. Not everything has to have a perfect HEA ending. Even the best possible outcomes of some games aren’t great, but they are *better*.

Once Netflix starts making choice stories where I can make things better, I’m gonna have to be careful of a Netflix addiction lol

[sblanco]

Repaso Televisivo #040: Bandersnatch

Yo no estoy entre los fans de Bandersnatch. Será porque nunca he sido muy "jugona"...

Esta semana he centrado mi atención en Netflix, sobre todo para decidir si sigue mereciendo la pena pagarla, porque cada vez la uso menos. Y claro, a todos nos ha pillado por sorpresa el estreno de Bandernsatch, aunque admito que a no va a estar entre mis episodios favoritos de la magnífica Black Mirror. Pero también he descubierto Bad Blood, que no está mal, y ha empezado también Diablero, que…

[bander-yikes]

*Dr Haynes has left the chat*

[imaginedisish]

PLS MORE STEFAN BUTLER STUFF IVE GONE BACK INTO MY BANDERSNATCH PHASE AND TYMBLR NEEDS MORE SMUT I BEG YOU

The fact that the bandersnatch community is still going strong is honestly so amazing to me lol. It’s the first fandom I wrote for on here. I’ll have to think about this....😏😏😏

[imaginedisish]

Hi guys!!!

I think I’ll be posting another multi part Neil x reader fic over the next few days.

Right now I’m quite wrapped up in Tenet, so if anyone has any specific requests for it, feel free to hmu or place a request in the request thingy!!

I also have a good deal of bandersnatch requests, so I may have to do something with that...

Finally, feel free to ask me what fandoms I write for (I write for a lot). I promise I’m not a scary person to talk to LOL. Request anything!!! You can also check out my masterlist as a frame of reference for what I’ve already written for :)) (I added some tags to show some of what I write for but there’s more!!!)

Anyway this is ^^^me trying to figure out a writing schedule/what to write for while balancing college and work ahhhhhhh!

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Don’t You Want Me Baby? (Colin Ritman x Reader) (Bandersnatch)

A/N: OKAY IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG I JUST GOT OUT OF DANCE AHHHHHH!!!! Okay so ummm this is MAD EXPLICIT. YOU ALL ASKED FOR THIS....so here it is. NSFW!!!!!!!! The concept itself is based on some requests I got, and the title is based on the song of the same name by The Human League. (Yes my taste is music is wack) I hope you all enjoy hehehe....also thank you for all your kind words as usual <3 it means the world to me. OKAY ON WITH THE STORY! 

Summary: You and Colin work together at Tuckersoft, but it seems as though you two can’t stand each other...until one day...when things get rather heated.  

Warnings: SMUT! SMUT! SMUT! Dom!Colin ahhhh, lots of language, some angst...ermmm kinda sorta choking AH OKAY BYE.

Word Count: 1,907

“So, what do you think?” You ask, a smile spreading across your face. You were so proud of what you created.

Over the past few months, you had been working at Tuckersoft, developing different games for the company. However, out of everything you had produced, you were convinced this was your best yet. 

You sat quietly, awaiting Thakur’s praise.

“Well…” Thakur trails off. “I’m sorry, but it isn’t exactly your best work, mate.” A look of disappointment spreads across his face as your jaw drops. 

“I-I worked so hard on this game, I-I d-don’t understand,” You stutter, choking on your words as tears angrily force themselves into your eyes. 

Thakur reaches a hand across the table, patting your shoulder awkwardly in an attempt to comfort you. You brush the gesture off, violently pushing the cold, metal chair you were sitting on out from under the white table. 

“Fuck off, mate,” You yell as the sound of your boots thumping across the floor bellows throughout the small space. You storm out of the room. Thakur follows close behind, trying to catch up. 

“A-alright, mate. W-we’ll catch up later! Cheers!” He calls out nervously, waving in your direction like the clueless prick you knew him to be. 

You pick up your pace, practically sprinting at full speed down the hallway. Out of the corner of your eye you spot the bleach blonde haired boy you simply couldn’t stand. He speeds up to you, walking at your side. 

“Ritman,” You scoff, trying to walk faster as to avoid Colin. But, it’s no use, Colin simply matches your speed. His hands nonchalantly slide into his pockets. 

“What’s the rush, (Y/L/N)?” Colin questions in a sarcastic tone, knowing full well what had just happened. A joint sits precariously between his lips. You roll your eyes as the air presses agains your body. You were walking so fast at this point that you created a wind. 

Suddenly, Colin grabs your shoulders, stopping you in your tracks. You practically fall forward into him.  

“I asked you a question, (Y/N),” Colin says firmly, casually dropping his blunt into the silver wastebasket next to him. “What’s the rush?”

“Why do you even care, Colin?” You ask as you arch a brow in his direction. You harshly pull away from his grasp, continuing to walk forward, only for Colin to stop you once again, almost instantly. 

“Did your game flop, or something?” Colin asks, searching into your eyes for some sort of answer. Even in the horrendous fluorescent office lights, Colin’s ocean eyes danced like stars in the night sky. He holds your shoulders tightly, reassuringly brushing over them softly with his thumbs. 

Is Ritman really trying to comfort me? What the hell is happening? You think to yourself. You quickly remember that he’s most likely being the dick he usually is, and that he’ll say something along the lines of I told you so. 

You’re surprised when several seconds of silence go by. There was no witty comeback, no sly remark. Colin stares into your eyes, patiently waiting for a response. 

“Colin, just fuck off,” You say, breaking the silence and pulling away from him once more. But, Colin is persistent, and he chases after you. 

“Would you stop running away from me for five seconds and let me fucking help you?” Colin shouts angrily, grabbing your right wrist with his hand, pulling you close to him.

Your eyes meet his, the crystal blue gaze intimidates you, causing a strange sense of excitement to bubble in the pit of your stomach. 

You can’t help but think…

Is Colin Ritman turning me on? 

No, he can’t be. 

But the feeling creeps up again, making your heart flutter rapidly against your chest. You realize how close you are to him, his nose practically brushing up against yours. Your stare falls down unto his lips, wishing that he would just take you exactly where you were standing. 

No, You think to yourself, shaking off the feelings of attraction you’ve somehow acquired for Colin. 

“Y-you’re an e-egocentric maniac, Ritman.” You breath heavily, Colin’s face becoming even closer to yours.  

“Trust me love, I know.”

Hips lips come crashing down on your own with a force you’ve never experienced before. The excitement in your stomach replaces itself with pure fire and lust. 

The kiss is hungry, messy and rushed. You try gasping for air, but Colin takes the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. His tongue dances with yours as a single finger creeps up your leg. You moan in anticipation. 

Colin’s hand comes up to cover your mouth. “Don’t make a sound, or we’re going to get caught,” Colin demands, pushing you up against a random door behind you. “Do you understand?” You nod in response to Colin’s question. 

He fiddles with the knob for a second, until the door finally opens and you two stumble into an old, unused office. Colin slams the door shut behind you. 

“On the desk, now,” Colin commands, pointing to the other side of the room. You turn around and walk towards the empty desk, sitting down on the edge. “Spread your legs.”

Heat rises to you cheeks, and stop for a minute, taking in the situation. All your hesitations melt away as you meet Colin’s alluring gaze from the other side of the room. 

You do as he asks, spreading your legs on either side of the desk, your knees propped up. Colin steps towards you slowly, licking his lips. “What do you want?” He asks, placing his hands on either side of your legs, looking down at you, his forehead pressing against yours. 

“I-I…” You trail off as the fire in your stomach begins to grow. All you wanted was for him to fuck you. 

“I asked you a question,” Colin whispers in your ear, coming closer to you as his hand wraps around your neck. “Now tell me what you want.”

“F-fuck me,” You mumble. 

“What did you say?” Colin asks again, his grasp on your neck becoming a bit tighter. 

“Fuck me, please,” You beg. Colin smirks as he pulls your skirt down, and shoves his hand between your legs. 

“Much better,” He says as his fingers pull at the hem of your panties, pulling them down and throwing them to the side. He slowly begins to massage your clit, sending wave after wave of wave throughout your body. A finger travels down towards your wet folds, teasing you, making you want Colin even more. 

“Now what?” He asks, pulling his hand away for a second, disappointment filling your face. 

“P-please Colin,” You whimper, desperate for his touch. “I want your fingers inside me.” 

Without hesitation, Colin does as you ask, sliding two fingers into your opening. “Sh-shit,” You cry out. The hand grasping your throat quickly makes it way up to cover your mouth in an attempt to keep you quiet.

“You’re so fucking wet, and I’ve barely touched you yet.” Colin’s smirk is wide, and he arches a brow in your direction, pushing his fingers into you harder. He knows what he’s doing to you. 

And he loves it. 

His fingers thrust in and out of you, with each thrust growing deeper and deeper every second. You let out small, incoherent moans and profanities, unable to keep them in. Colin’s thumb continues to toy with your clit. The sensation is overwhelming, and is quickly pushing you over the edge. 

“Colin I think I’m going to-,” 

But to your discontent, Colin stops you before you can feel any sort of relief, pulling his fingers out of you, and into his mouth, tasting you. The sight itself could push you over the edge, his teasing driving you insane. 

“Hmm,” Colin purrs. “You taste quite good.”

You wanted, no needed, Colin inside of you. 

“P-please Colin, I need you,” You plead. Colin comes closer to you, standing over you, his index finger trailing slowly across your jaw, and down your neck. 

“What happened to telling me exactly what you want?” Colin asks, staring deeply into your eyes as his hand comes up to cup your throat lightly again. You move your hand down to the bulge in his jeans, palming him slowly. 

Colin grabs your hand in response, placing it by your side. He quickly takes out his wallet from his pocket, and pulls out a condom. He then unzips his jeans, undoes his belt, and slips his pants off, his erection standing out in his light blue boxers. He stands there, looking deeply in your eyes as he unwraps the condom, and slides it down his shaft. 

“I want you to fuck me, Colin, please,” You beg. Colin takes his hard cock into his hand. He comes closer to you once again, lining himself up with your opening. He rubs his tip against your entrance, teasing you yet again.

“Please Col-,”

Suddenly, Colin thrusts deeply inside of you. “F-fuck. You’re so tight,” He moans as he begins to pump in and out of you. You hook your legs around his waist, raking your nails into his back in an attempt to stay up. 

“C-colin, f-fuck,” You cry out as Colin’s grip on your throat becomes tighter. His thrusts become harder, more intense.

“You feel so fucking good,” Colin coos, his hips slamming into yours. His words alone could make you come. He quickly grabs your hips, sinking his hard cock deeper inside of you. 

“How does this feel?” Colin grunts as his thumb begins to draw circles around your clit. You moan loudly in pleasure, the sensation overwhelming you. Suddenly, he hits your G-spot, making you scream in delight. 

“Holy shit,” You whimper. “S-so good.” He adds more and more pressure to your clit, speeding up his movements, hitting the right spot with every pump. “Colin I think I’m going to…” You trail off, choking on your words. 

“Me too, love. L-let go,” Colin breathes, his cock pulsing inside of you, his grip on your throat increasing slightly. His thrusts grow sloppy, and you know he’s seconds from reaching the edge.

“Colin!” You scream, your walls fluttering around his hard member. Rippling waves of pleasure hit you one by one as you come undone.

“Shit,” Colin breathes heavily, burying his cock deeply into you as he comes. He pulls out of you slowly, leaving an empty feeling where he had once filled you up. 

You lay back on the desk, and Colin joins you, pulling you into his chest, playing with your hair. It’s a stark contrast from the Colin you had just seen, and it honestly made you want even more. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” Colin says, smirking, kissing your forehead lightly. 

“I thought you couldn’t stand me,” You giggle, surprised at Colin’s true feelings. You trace circles around the center of his chest, pressing kisses there every chance you get.

“I’ve been trying to think of ways to ask you out, actually…” Colin trails off nervously. You’re shocked. After all this time, Colin had taken an interest in you, and you never knew. 

“Well then,” You say, pushing yourself to sit up on the desk. “Would you like to go on a date, sometime, Ritman?” A wide smile spreads across Colin’s face. 

“I’d love to, (Y/L/N).”