#bandersnatch

[joeyclaire]

happy rewatch this was good

colin, smoking a blunt on his balcony: when i graduated secondary school you would’ve been in grade five isn’t that weird

stefan, so high he can’t breathe right: can you put that out on me

[operationandre]

Movie Recommendations for Zero Day (2003) fans!

*Movie descriptions are from Letterboxd.*

1. The Passenger (2023)

RIDE OR DIE. Randolph Bradley is perfectly content fading into the background, but when his coworker Benson snaps and goes on a violent killing spree, he's forced to face his fears and confront his troubled past in order to find a way to survive.

2. As You Are (2016)

Set in the early 1990s, "As You Are" is the telling and retelling of a relationship between three teenager as it traces the course of their friendship thorugh a construction of disparate memories prompted by a police investigation.

3. Klass (2007)

THERE'S NOWHERE TO HIDE. An average guy of an Estonian high-school decide to defend his bullied classmate. This starts a war between him and the informal leader of the class.

4. Thoroughbreds (2017)

GOOD BREEDING GONE BAD. Lily and Amanda, two high school students living in suburban Connecticut, rekindle their unlikely friendship after years of drifting apart. Together, they devise a plan to kill Lily's abusive stepfather by hiring a lowlife drug dealer.

5. Black Mirror: Bandersnatch (2018)

In 1984, a young programmer begins to question reality as he adapts a dark fantasy novel into a video game. A mind-bending tale with multiple endings.

6. Like Minds (2006)

FEAR AND EVIL MAKE DEADLY COMPANIONS. A forensic psychologist must determine if a minor should be charged with murder.

7. Chatroom (2010)

CONTROL. ALTER. DELETE. When strangers Jim, Eva, Emily, and Mo meet William online in his new "Chelsea Teens!" chatroom, they're completely seduced by his fast-talking, charismatic character. But beneath the surface lies a much darker ruth. William is a dangerous loner, channeling all his energies into cyberspace. He's become an analyser, a calculating manipulator who finds it almost impossible to interact normally with others in the real world, instead turning his hand to manipulating people online.

8. Elephant (2003)

AN ORDINARY HIGH SCHOOL DAY. EXCEPT THAT IT'S NOT. Several ordinary high school students go through their daily routine as two others prepare for something more malevolent.

[transfloppa]

is this even anything

[voidsaez]

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— lifetime #38 ( colin ritman x reader ) major char death !!

a/n : bare with me this is my first time posting + made a version w colin’s pov but idk if i like it

summary : colin falls in love with you, but no matter how many times he tries, he loses you in every lifetime.

Timeline #38 - July 14, 1984 at 9:07am

your pov :

I walked into the office, the faint sound of pens tapping and keyboards clicking the only thing filling the silent atmosphere.

Holding a bag over my shoulder, I scan the room to look for the supervisor. Thakur, his name, was it? He approaches me.

He speaks cheerfully, “New hire, yeah? Y/N? Nice to meet you, I’m Mohan Thakur.”

“Welcome to tuckersoft, we’re all pretty uh, unorthodox here, you’ll fit right in.”

I smile politely, trying to be nice while having no idea what to expect from an office full of guys who’re all stuck in their minds.

He jerks his head over to the other side of the office as he speaks up. “Let’s get you settled in. You’ll be next to Colin Ritman. He’s one of our brilliant minds, a bit quirky, but you’ll get used to him.” He says.

I give him a silent nod as I make my way to approach the desk, the man is too delved in his monitor to even realize I’m approaching him.

After standing there for a while, in silence, I speak up. “Hi, sorry, I’m Y/N, the new hire.”

The man- Colin, doesn’t look away from his monitor as his finger taps on the desk.

“Doesn’t matter, none of it does.” He mutters under his breath, barely audible. I didn’t understand and I didn’t really want to.

Still, I take a step closer, “Sorry, what was that?” I ask, looking at him.

He looks up at me, smiling unusually, but for a second, there’s a split moment wherein I can see some sort of recognition in his gaze, which was odd. I’ve never seen him before, at least I didn’t think so.

He swivels his chair slightly to turn over to me, taking the cigar out of his lips as he extends his arm for me. “I’m Colin, yeah?”

I swallow, nodding, “Yeah, Y/N, game design.” I say, taking a peek at his computer monitor “Looks intense.”

He smiles cryptically, his gaze following mine at the computer. ‘BANDERSNATCH’

“It is, but it doesn’t really matter. Every choice leads to the same end, you’ll see soon enough.” He says, grinning.

I raise my eyebrow, intrigued by the concept, It was odd. “Well maybe I like a good challenge, let me see.”

He moved over slightly, giving me enough space to stand next to him as I looked down at his glowing monitor.

“It’s more than just a game, really. It gives you the illusion of free will, when in reality, all the choices lead you to the same ending. Ever feel like you’re repeating things? like you’ve done it before?”

I was left a bit unsure on how to respond, I was expecting normal first-day small talk.

“Isn’t that what making games is kinda like? trying out different outcomes and seeing what works.” I say.

“Maybe.” He says, taking a drag of his cigarette as he speaks back up. “Or maybe it’s something else we’re stuck in, some game we don’t realize we’re in.”

I smile, letting out a soft chuckle. This guy really was a quirky one.

“Lucky for you, I’m good at solving patterns. Maybe I could help you break the loop.” I say, smiling softly.

His eyes narrow, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he nods.

“I wouldn’t count on it.” He says after a long exhale, looking up at me.

After a brief pause, I speak up. “Well, I’ll leave you to it, then.” I say, giving him a polite nod as I make my way to my cubicle.

Timeline #38 - July 21, 1984 at 10:36pm

your pov :

It’s late, and most of the office is empty. only him and I are left, working on our respective projects. The office’s dimly lit and the only sound is the faint hum of the computer fans.

“I swear some of these games are puzzles designed to make you lose your mind.” I say, stretching back as I yawn.

Colin looks over at me, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“That’s the point. Life’s a puzzle too, the more you try to solve it, the deeper you fall into the hole.” He says.

I raise an eyebrow at him, intrigued but by this point, used to his behavior.

“Is that why you’re so — existential all the time? you think we’re in some unsolvable game?” I ask.

He pauses, looking at me as if he had something serious to say.

“What if I told you, you’ve said that before?” He questions.

I chuckle. “Déjà vu? Happens to the best of us.” I say, not taking him seriously.

His smile fades, and for a second, it doesn’t feel like a joke anymore. “No, not déjà vu. We’ve had this conversation before, 37 times. In different timelines.” He says.

I lean back in my chair, confused. “Okay, now you’re just messing with me.”

He leans back, pulling away as he returns to his project. “Forget it, you wouldn’t believe me anyways.” He sighs.

Timeline #38 - July 27, 1984 at 1:47am

your pov :

Walking down the empty streets of London at night, discussing our game mechanics and creative ideas.

“You know, I think you’re over complicating it. Not every choice has to lead to some dark spiral.” I say, nodding.

“In your game, maybe, but not in mine. No matter what I do, it’ll always end the same.” He says.

I smile at that, despite his serious demeanor.

Timeline #38 - Aug 2, 1984 at 11:27pm

your pov :

Tapping my pencil on the desk, I start to notice Colin’s behavior. He seemed nervous, waiting for something. Maybe he was just on something, eitherway I was concerned.

“You’ve been acting weird, is everything alright, Colin?” I ask, growing worried.

He stiffens, speaking in a serious tone. “No, no it’s not.” He shakes his head.

“There’s something I need to tell you, but I’m not sure you’ll believe me.” He says.

“Colin, what’s wrong?” I ask, scared.

He doesn’t look at me, but he speaks up. “We’re living in a simulation. And I’ve lived through this moment, through us, over and over again. Every time, I meet you. Every time, I lose you somehow.” He says.

What was he talking about? He can’t be serious. I was trying to process his words, trying to laugh it off, but his desperation made it seem as if it wasn’t a joke anymore.

“Colin, I-“ Before I can speak, something happens, a glitch of sorts.

There’s a flicker in the lighting, in the computers around us. His eyes widen.

“No, no, not yet. Not again.” He says, at this point, he was scaring me.

When the glitch grew worse, the numbers in the walls started growing more visible. He pulled me by my wrists, bringing me closer.

“Listen to me. When this resets, you won’t remember any of this. But I will. I’ll find you again. I always do.” He says, leaving me nothing but confused.

“Colin, wh- what’re you talking about?” I ask, frantically wanting to understand him.

The room begins to destabilize, pixels and light warping around us as the room starts to collapse. His grip tightens.

“I love you, I’m sorry, I wish you could remember, I wish I could save you.” He says, but when I try to respond, things start fading away.

I try to pull away, feeling nothing but fear and confusion as everything around us begins to fade into white noise.

Timeline #39 - July 14, 1984 at 9:07am

your pov :

I walked into the office, the faint sound of pens tapping and keyboards clicking the only thing filling the silent atmosphere.

Holding a bag over my shoulder, I scan the room to look for the supervisor. Thakur, his name, was it? He approaches me.

He speaks cheerfully, “New hire, yeah? Y/N? Nice to meet you, I’m Mohan Thakur.”

“Welcome to tuckersoft, we’re all pretty uh, unorthodox here, you’ll fit right in.”

I smile politely, trying to be nice while having no idea what to expect from an office full of guys who’re all stuck in their minds.

He jerks his head over to the other side of the office as he speaks up. “Let’s get you settled in. You’ll be next to Colin Ritman. He’s one of our brilliant minds, a bit quirky, but you’ll get used to him.” He says.

I give him a silent nod as I make my way to approach the desk, the man is too delved in his monitor to even realize I’m approaching him.

After standing there for a while, in silence, I speak up. “Hi, sorry, I’m Y/N, the new hire.”

He looks at me almost immediately, as if he was expecting me. He doesn’t seem happy.

“Yeah .. I know.” He says.

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[emo--chanel]

scrolling thru the interwebz like

pic source: @poulterplease

[calebauer]

colin & stefan bandersnatch ・❥・

[filmluvgraph]

Let the spooky season begin🎃💫✨️

[musicalthought]

if Netflix ever makes a whitewashed version of haikyuu I'm begging them to cast will Poulter as tsukishima. the way I called him the bandersnatch kid for the entire first season..........wow. they are the SAME PERSON

[ghostiddie]

I LOVE YOU EERIE SCIFI TROPES WITH UNRELIABLE NARRATION.

I love you cloning. I love you alternate reality. I love you time loops. I love you everything is a simulation. I love you time travelling.

[johnnieguilbertsgirlfriend]

jealous? (smut) part 1

Part 1 --- Part 2 --- Part 3 (part 2 and 3 are on my wattpad @willpoulterswife)

word count: 1.2k - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - fluff, eventual smut

*beep beep beep* your alarm went off at 8:30 am. needing time to get ready, you sighed as you got up to start the morning. it would be your first day working as an intern for a game-developing company named Tuckersoft. being pretty new to this area as you had just moved, your place was in good condition. wanting to make a good first impression, you took a shower, did your hair and changed into a nice outfit, and applied light makeup. feeling good, you walk out of your apartment, turning up the music in your earbuds, only to see a blonde man, no older than 25, fidgeting with the door handle that presumably led to his apartment. thinking nothing of it, you head into the lift and out of the building. the crisp and semi-cold air hit you as you stepped outside, being glad it wasn't hot otherwise you might've melted. conveniently, the office you would be working at was only a few blocks down, so you could walk to it. "This it it." you whisper to yourself. taking out your earbuds and slightly fixing up your hair.

when you walk in you are greeted by Mr.Thakur, your boss. you two had spoken before when he was doing your interview to see if you were fit for the position. (good thing you were) "Hello y/n, it's a pleasure to see you again! Please, come into my office." together you discussed the workload for today which, to your disappointment, was only sorting through papers. while in your head you thought it was a little dumb, you didn't show it on your face and agreed. "Now follow me," Thakur said, "There are a few people I would like you to meet." he introduced you to almost everyone on the floor since you would be working with some of them often. taking a stop at the last cubicle, he said "And finally we have Colin."

you recognized the man's face from your apartment building, but didn't mention it. you were hesitant to greet him as he looked far in the zone, but Thakur tapped his shoulder and he pulled of his headphones. "Hello, I'm y/n." you said, giving a warm and gentle smile. you see it in his face that the man seemed to have remember you as well, saying "I'm Colin, yeah?" shaking your handing and then pushing his glasses up. "Ah no need to be cold Colin. Come on, show her what you've been working on!" Thakur said cheerfully. he's told you about the boy before, saying how he was his star employee. you took his word for it, but were still interested in him. the blonde started up the game and said "This is my latest, it's called Nohzdyve." playing a little through the game, there seemed to have been a glitch. "Buffer error." you quietly blurted out, but just enough for them to hear and they both look at you. awkwardly, you try to revive yourself in the situation "The sprites have overrun the video game memory..." your cheeks turning to light pink. "How did you know that?" Colin asks. Then, Thakur turns to Colin giving him a hearty pat on the back "Looks like you've got some company" he states, chuckling afterwards. "Anyways, you two will be working together. For now, y/n will be helping sort your papers and may be able to help you out if you get stuck on something, have fun." he places some of Colin's papers onto your desk and grins, walking away. you turn to look at Colin and after a few seconds he looks back at you saying, "Well, let's start."

as you were working together, you and Colin seemed to get along naturally, without having to force anything. (almost as if you two had met before...) being Colin's temporary assistant is not what you had in mind, but you didn't mind it at all. the conversations between you two were effortless and it seemed like you were both interested in the other. the two of you enjoyed each other's presence. actually, you found him quite handsome and the way he focused while coding games made you focus on him and not the papers. "Y/N," Colin said, snapping you out of your bubble. "It's lunch break, wanna grab a drink?" you nod your head and stand up, flustered that he caught you staring. honestly, you didn't even have an appetite, you just wanted to be around him. he felt the same way.

walking through the small city, talking about anything and everything. you were glad you had him as a colleague. both of you find a coffee shop not far away from the office building. Colin greets the barista, "I'll have a (idfk any drinks be fr). What do you want love?" he says, turning to you. "I," you take a second to think "I'll get the (insert ur drink here) please." grabbing your card out of the wallet, you tap him on the shoulder and attempt to give it to him. he pushes the card away with his finger, "It's alright, pretty girls don't pay." Colin says while taking his card out. you thank him for being so polite and a rose color appears on your face again. he smirks and takes the two coffees, handing one to you. a bench outside attracts your attention and you sit down and pat the spot beside you. Colin starts the conversation,

"So what made you choose here? We live in the same apartment and I've never seen you before, meaning you're new." this definitely meant he saw you walk out. you respond with, "We'll I've heard of Tuckersoft and happened to like video games, and coding." he quips back, "You like coding? I could've sworn you like sorting papers." you found it really funny and started to laughed. being a more serious type of guy, Colin rarely laughs, but your laugh made him laugh, and he found that cute. "No, you're right, I really like being your personal assistant." coming out more flirtatious than you intended it to be, he returned the gesture "Oh yeah? Prove it to me darling."

more weeks go by since that interaction and your "friendship" grew. Thakur had gotten rid of the "papers" job and had put you and Colin to work on games together. being put next to him almost all day, staying up late with him, making flirty remarks towards one another, you would be lying if you said you didn't have a crush on him. Colin gestures for you to come over to him. "What's up Col?"

"Can't seem to find the mistake here, could you help?" you reply with a small mhm. wanting there to be more between you, and feeling bold today, you sit right on his lap. Colin's eyebrows raise but he would be lying if he said he hated it, because he loved it. unconsciously, you move a little bit and it makes Colin's breath hitch slightly, biting his lip a bit. he takes both hands and places them on your hips, making sure you're stable. you fix his error within a couple of minutes, "All done." you say innocently, getting up, making sure to move a little more, and returning to your side of the desk.

this full story is on my wattpad!!! <3 (link on blog)

[squishedrodent]

OH MAN DO I LOVE BANDERSNATCH!!!

How is this movie so underrated!?!? Where the fans at 😔

[joeyclaire]

if you’re a 19 year old artist/some kind of creative you have to choose one of these two men to base your entire 365 days of being 19 around

[officialbananabro]

a departure from my usual endeavours but I had a brief bandersnatch phase a while back and NEVER POSTED THIS??? anyways let me throw some colin at you

[voidsaez]

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— not with code. ( colin ritman x reader ) no warn !!

a/n : he needs more love. i cant find any colin fics anymore i feel like ive read all of them, ao3, tumblr, wattpad ..

summary : colin doesn’t enjoy how the new guy, stefan, tries to waltz in and mess with the game you two worked on.

July 10, 1984 at 2:48pm

your pov :

He’s laid down on the couch of the office, flicking through pages of his magazine while I’m working on the code, does he ever get off his ass?

My thoughts are interrupted when his nasal voice breaks the silence. “You’re doing it wrong.” He says, not even looking up at me.

“Very helpful, Colin, gonna tell me how to fix it anytime soon?” I say, rolling my eyes at him.

Sighing, he gets up from his chair as he puts the magazine back down. I can feel him leaning over my shoulder to look over at the monitor.

“See this line of code here?” He asks, as he’s pointing at the screen.

“There’s nothing wrong with that one.” I say, looking over my shoulder, up at him.

He raises an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? Look again." He leans even closer, his cheek almost against mine.

How’d I miss that? God, I’m stupid. I hold down on the backspace key, undoing that part of code to re-enter it.

“Have you met the new guy yet?” I ask, “Stefan, his name was.”

sitting back down, he rolls his eyes. “Oh, that guy. Yeah, I’ve met him.” He says. “Cocky little know-it-all, isn’t he?”

Colin scoffs. He’s so judgmental sometimes, Stefan’s nice.

“He’s nice, you know.” I retort, huffing as I continue working on the code, my fingertips pressing against the keyboard.

“Nice?” Colin narrows his eyes at that. “A pretentious little prick, he’s been here one day, and he’s already trying to one-up me.”

I seriously don’t understand why he has to be an asshole about everything sometimes.

“You know, he helped me with the code earlier, without any hassle.” I say, an emphasis on the last statement.

At least Stefan didn’t get frustrated anytime I asked for help.

I could tell his expression souring after that. “He helped you?” Colin mutters.

“You were on a smoke break.” I say, shrugging. “Plus, we could always use some help on nohzdyve.”

He grumbles, sounding irritated. "Nohzdyve is our game, if you need help, you get it from me.”

Seriously? “I think you’ll live if the kid helps me with what- two lines of code?” I say.

Colin crosses his arms, his irritation growing even further.

"It's not just about the code, it's about the principle. We don't need some newbie coming in here and taking credit for our work.” He retorts.

“He’s not taking any credit,” I pause, to turn and look at him. “It’s two lines of code!” I say, raising my hands in the air.

He clenches his jaw, clearly frustrated, and over what? some script?

"It’s not about how many lines it is, it's about him sticking his nose where it doesn't belong." He says.

Before I can even respond, he gets up and throws the magazine down on the floor.

He huffs in annoyance. "Fine, have your new friend help you with your code, but don't come crying to me when he messes it all up." He rolls his eyes at me.

He turns and walks away, I could hear him mumbling under his breath about how he knew the code better.

“Colin!” I call out his name, knowing we’re far from done for the day, he doesn’t even try looking back.

Could he get any more immature?

July 11, 1984 at 10:39am

your pov :

Colin being unusually late, and leaving me needing help with the program, I called in Stefan to help me with a few parts.

Of course, that’s the same time Colin walks in, and hour late.

“Colin,” I pause for a second. “You’re late.” I say, looking at him.

He huffs, walking to take a seat down next to me. “It’s not my fault, I was late because-“ He pauses, looking over at Stefan.

“-Nevermind, it’s none of your business.” He mumbles, a harsh tone in his voice.

His gaze flickers over to Stefan, give me just a split second and I could already tell he wasn’t happy with him here.

I look back over to Colin, and then to Stefan.

“Sorry, I just needed him to help me with some code.” I say, “You can go now, Stef.”

Stefan gives me a polite nod before getting up from his spot on the couch, gathering his things as he leaves.

The silence between Colin and I is almost palpable, when I turn over to look at him, we break the silence, speaking over each other.

“For fuck’s sake Colin, it’s just code.”

“You really asked him for help, again?”

Colin rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed. "It's not just about the code, it's the principle. We’ve been working on this project together for months now, and suddenly you're asking the new guy for help? What happened to trusting me?"

“I do trust you, but I’m also allowed to ask for help from others when you’re not around!” I say.

He huffs in frustration. "And what makes you think Stefan can help you any better than I can? We started this project together. Shouldn’t that warrant some loyalty?"

I stand up from my seat, though, it doesn’t make much difference. He’s got maybe 10 inches on me.

“You’re making such a big deal out of this, my god, Colin, it’s just code!”

He stands up, towering over me, his irritation clearer. “Are you stupid!?” He asks.

“It’s not about the code- It’s about-“ He trails off, looking at me.

Then just another second later, he closes the gap in between us, his hand on the back of my head as he brings our lips together.

What?

My fingers are wrapped around his arm, the one which hand is gripping the hair at the back of my head. I part from the kiss.

He looks at me, and we just stay like that for a while, in silence that speaks volumes.

He leans in even closer, his forehead against mine. "It's not just about the code," he mutters, his voice a low rumble.

"It's about us having something special and I don't want some new guy coming in and taking part in that." He says.

I hold his wrist, my thumb running over the back of his hand.

He shakes his head, “I don’t want anyone taking my place. Not with the code, not with you.” He says.

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[leoritman]

i’ve been wrinting stuff these days yk

[obsessedbyneon]

Bandersnatch in Personal Computer Games, 1982.