#bandersnatch imagines

[ultraintrovertedgryffindor]

Sucking off Colin Ritman while he’s working on his new game….that’s it….that’s my scenario request 😋

hell yeah, sure thang. sorry it's so short, but hope you enjoy nonetheless

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), oral (m!receiving)

914 Words🤙🏻

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You could hear Colin groaning in frustration from the sitting room. He had been trying to work on his new game all day and was starting to feel stuck. You felt for him, you really did. You didn’t know the tediousness and intricacies of making a game, nor did you want to.

Seeing how tired your boyfriend was all the time did not make you envious of his position. You just wished you could help him. Somehow. To relieve at least a little bit of his stress…

Then an idea sparked in your head on how to do exactly that.

You gently knocked and entered Colin’s home office, wearing a sympathetic smile on your face. “Not going so well?” 

“This goddamn code doesn’t wanna work for me today.” He huffed, tightening his fists in order to keep himself from smashing his keyboard.

You walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, darling.” You rubbed up and down his upper arms, lightly kissing his neck and adding pressure little by little till he sighed. “Maybe you should take a break for a bit? Clear your head?”

“My head’s never clear, I’m afraid. I just gotta carry on, it’ll never get done if I keep taking breaks.”

You frowned slightly, a wrench thrown in your plans. You’d just have to improvise. “Okay then, keep working.” You lowered to your knees, Colin watching you crawl underneath his desk with a confused but amused expression.

“And where are you going then?” He chuckled.

“Nothing.” Your voice echoed from under the desk, situating yourself in between Colin’s legs and rubbing your hands along his thighs. You smirked when you heard him make a surprised noise when you started palming him through his trousers.

“Oi, what do you think you’re doing, love?” He asked darkly, his lowered voice sending a shiver down your spine and made your clit pulse with arousal.

“Don’t mind me, just keep working. Don’t let me distract you.” You stifled a giggle, undoing the zipper and button on his pants, slowly taking his cock out.

Colin let out a shaky exhale as you lightly fisted his cock, grinning proudly at yourself for your ability to make him hard instantly. “I don’t think I’d be able to concentrate when you’re doing that. Oh-!” He yelped as you took the tip of him into your mouth, letting your saliva drip down his dick and using it to pump the rest of him slowly. He slowly lolled his head back up towards the ceiling, letting out a throaty groan as you took all of him as much as you could, the tip hitting the back of your mouth briefly.

“Continue working…” You smirked from underneath his desk, continuing to bob your head up and down his length as you heard him continue to tap on his keyboard with heavy panting breaths.

Colin tried his best to work on that stupid game, but you were making him feel so good he could barely register what he was doing. He definitely was not making progress on the game. He tried to shake his head to get himself to focus, managing to code for twenty seconds at the very least before you started massaging his balls. “Fuck…” He stuttered, his toes curling and clenching his fists, moaning as he grabbed the back of your head to encourage you to move faster.

“Done with the game?” You teased with a giggle, gasping as Colin forced you out from under his desk, making you kneel before him where you were visible, finally seeing his flustered face. 

“Fuck that game. It can wait.” He huffed, pushing your head back down to his aching cock and groaning loudly as you continued to suck him off faster. “Goddamn, you know exactly what I need all the time, don’t you, darling?”

“I try.” You smiled up at him, keeping eye contact with him with tears in your eyes from gagging on his dick, the sight making Colin’s cock twitch in your mouth. “Close, baby?” You teased.

“Yes…” He panted, his eyebrows knitting together as he bucked up into your mouth.

“Come for me, darling.” You spoke breathlessly, moaning around his cock and eagerly awaiting for his climax, unable to stop yourself as you started to touch yourself while you pleasured him.

“Oh, fuck-!” He groaned, his release painting your tongue and hitting the back of your throat. You pulled off of him to show you his cum on your tongue, smiling as you swallowed every last drop. Colin bit his lip at the sight, looking down on you with a blissed out expression.

“Satisfied?” You grinned, standing up and hovering over his slouched figure in his chair, kissing him softly.

“Even more so.” He whispered, grabbing your hips to pull you in between his legs. “You didn’t have to do that for me, you know?”

You nodded. “I know, but I wanted to. You deserve a bit of stress relief, especially from this job.”

Colin pinched your side, eliciting a squeal from you. “Well, now I want to return the favour.” He smirked.

“You don't have to.”

“I know, but I want to. Now go to the bedroom while I finish up here.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Is that an order, Mr. Ritman?”

You moaned as he smacked your ass, his expression turning very serious. “It is. Go now. Or else I won’t be so kind tonight.”

“Promise?”

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mm, to be able to suck this man's cock🥵

[preservationofnormalcy]

So I’ve got a sundial in garden, and I’ve had some troubles with what I at first thought were moles, digging up the garden. But I put out a camera and the culprits seem to be a family of creatures that look a bit like a badgers, a bit like lizards, and a bit like corkscrews that have set up a nest under the sundial.

What are they, and what can I do to stop them from gimbling holes all over my soil?

Did they show up around 4pm? Because if so, you've got Toves! That's amazing, there have been rumors for years that there's a breeding population in the US, but no one has been able to confirm it since sundials have gotten scarce on the ground.

Toves are a quasi-real, mostly nocturnal cryptid with parafictional origins, just like our office pet Frumie here. Ow, ow, Frumie, no claws!

They're pretty ow harmless, aside from the holes in your lawn, and you probably don't need to worry about a bandersnatch showing up and eating them, because you don't get bandersnatches in most of the US; the climate is ow wrong for them. Like I said earlier, the Slithy subspecies in Europe is the only confirmed one, but if we have evidence of a North American subspecies...

Be glad they’re not mome raths. I saw some when I visited HMES sites in London. God they’re loud.

I can only imagine! Norm, can you distract him while I get his claws that catch out of my sweater?

More to the point, if the gyring and gimbaling is becoming a significant problem, we can have someone come and relocate them, but as long as you've got a wabe in your garden, they're gonna come back. Why not make it a more inviting place for them; maybe set up a specific pit for them to do their gimbaling, rather than having them do it all over the yard? Leave out some nice soft toys for them to chew on, if you can. The same basic strategies you'd use to redirect a cat's attention are gonna work on these little guys.

Genuinely I'm floored, this is huge for the cryptozoological community; can you send us the footage?

Our local conservationist.

Oh, hush!

[mynameis-noe-body]

Wonderland Chronicles

Tarrant Higtopp (Mad Hatter) × Alice Kingsleigh

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Alice and Tarrant get inspired by fruit juices and enjoy smutty time, all alone during a tea party.

Alice has seven, beautiful pieces of cloth — which is a very fine number, for clothes. And he knows about that, surely, he made them with his own magical hands, and his good heart, obviously. Tarrant loves to believe there's a little bit of love in every of his artworks and Alice's dresses are his most fabulous creations. She has two majestic, opulent suits — with long coat and embroidered pants — that she loves to wear during the most elegant nights at Marmoreal Castle, with Queen Mirana and the whole court. Then, there's her night gown, which is made of the finest silk — and Caterpillar knows that better than anyone else in the Underlands — and is of the loveliest shade of avory, as pale as the big moon in their night sky. She wears a lilac jumpsuit when she's about to travel through the lands on the back of the Bandersnatch, who's the most affectionate towards their Champion. And — last but not least — there are those three tea-lenght dresses, cut and sewn from long fabrics of organza, lace and tulle, painted of the most intense shade of cobalt, or vivid cerulean or perhaps light blue sky. Yes — every shade of blue is Alice: among the softest clouds and in the deepest water, everywhere there's a little bit of blue that reminds him of his pretty, pretty Alice.

Tarrant is the happiest as she comes at his door wearing one of those three dresses, because that means they are going to spend some time together, and that would be one of the best days ever (as any day spent with Alice is the most beautiful of them all). And that one is a very fine day. Time has fallen asleep somewhere, and it seems the sun itself has stopped in the middle of the afternoon to leave them happily bathed in his warm light; sitting on a big picnic blanket, the Hatter opens his wicker basket. «Come on — hop hop — time to jump out of the cupboard, little friends. We have a very important guest to entertain!» and suddenly, two small cups of fine porcelain and a puffy teapot pop up and land on the blanket. «Oh, good. Tea's ready.»

«I wish cups and teapots could make tea on their own in the Upland, too. I could not imagine Mother's surprise at this!» Alice says; her little smile is the extremely satisfying.

Tarrant, however, suddenly feels Sadness thighting her hands around his neck. «Why, Alice — are you already planning to leave? I couldn't bear it, honestly. You've just come back» to me, he would add, but he isn't sure how she would take that. Brave she is, yes, but sometimes too unfocused on her Muchness to see what truly happens around her.

She shakes her head. The yellow porcelain cup jump on the open palm of her hand and she sips the green tea. «No, Hatter. This time I've come back for good, I promise.»

And she had promised, many moons ago, that she had wanted to stay this time. Business were finally done and gone in the Upland, that very strange place had no more sense to her; evil people there, and no fun at all. Not for a woman, anyway. While there, they had valiant Queens and brave Warrior lasses. Tarrant had made her tell the story of how she had chased a dream through a painting to fall down there all over again; a big tableau on the wall above the fireplace, she had painted just little details here and there: a white rabbit, big scarlet mushrooms and singing flowers, two funny children in white and red stripes and — obviously — a Mad Hatter. And when she had seen them walking together down the green, grassy road, she knew she only had to reach out. She didn't even bother to say goodbye.

He smiles at the thought, and his eyes sparkles emerald. «Well that's the best news, Alice! Many things I desire to show you.»

«Tell me about that.» Alice lets the cup go, and lays on the blanket; her golden hair are scattered around her just-right-seized head as a mane, her pale, soft skin shines in the lovely light of the day, a sweet breeze blows on her cheeks and goosebumps runs on her chest. Nice breast — round and soft under her garments, plump as ripe fruits and oh-so sweet, he'd die so happy is he could just... if 'is greedy slurvish tongue could tast' ta' bonnie lass — nice 'n' slow, just a lil' bite — «Hatter!» she exclaims, and his eyes, which had become so purple just a few seconds ago, turns back green.

«I beg your pardon.» Oh — good Absolem and all his little caterpillars — those thoughts have been haunting him for quite some time now. He doesn't wants to ruin their friendship, but the Madness is getting stronger. Harder to control when she's around him. She smells like spring and cupcakes, and such lov— no, not again. «Right, where were we? Ah yes, our new adventures, dearest Alice. I plan to bring you to the Merry Lake, maybe fishing, and you'll need a new hat obviously! A nice boater with black 'n' white stripes. Then, I'll bring you to the Fairy Forest, to catch flying seahorses, and you'll wear a cartwheel — pink, yes! Or maybe just coral and blue. Oh, I must not forget, I still need to show you how to pick spurtberries!»

Alice laughs loudly. She sits up again, next to him and Tarrant isn't sure he's breathing again. Her scent is intoxicating, the warmest desire inflames his loins — dear, the gods couldn't compare her fine beauty — such a bonnie gurl, mmmh, yes, I wanna lick ta' lips 'n' bite her neck, luvely creature my Alice. Mine. Mine to tast' fffuck — «...a spurtberry?» her voice breaks into his mad mad head and he smiles back.

«I believe I'm distracted today, Alice, thinking about hats... A fez! Yes! Forgive me, love. What were you saying?»

He doesn't notice, at first, but then her cheeks turns of the prettiest shade of red, like two ripe, sweet peaches, and her eyes grow big and wide, her short breath on his face betrays some new emotion. He's so bewitched by her image — the tip of her tongue wet her lips, and he wants nothing more than to kiss her, and taste her, and let his mouth run down her skin of the neck to bite her there, and on the swell curve of her breasts — he forgets he's just called her love.

Alice's heart is thundering in her chest, but she doesn't know what do with it. Would it be so scandalous to touch him? She let her hand caress his knee, softly, with reverence. «What is a spurtberry, Tarrant?»

Oh, his name. Such a sweet sound on her lips. He closes his eyes — his iris are turning purple and it isn't good, very much not good — and he tries a smile. «Spurtberries! Yes, delicious. Wait, I may have some here» and he opens the basket again; his whole arm search for that plate deep inside the casket, as if it was as the deep as the heart, and finally he finds them. Round, bright red berries, as big strawberries, as round as blueberries and as sweet as currant. He takes one between his fingers and smiles. «Here, try it» he shows her how to bite.

And she bites. Her theet sink into the soft texture of the fruit while she hums her delight. It looks so innocent, his two slim fingers feeding her hungry lips and however, it feels so naughty and erotic — the way is index barely touches her lower lip, the moan in her throat as delicious juices flow down in her belly, that scarlet tint dripping down on the palm of his hand, and now on her chin too, and now — good gods, her white neck now painted in red. That single drop slides down on her skin, and slowly disappear behind the hem of the cobalt neckline. She has worne that dress, that one that shows so much of her fine body, and her think naked ankles; it wraps her like a previous gift. And her chest swells with fresh air, their dreamy gazes meet in mid air.

She barely breathes, and he knows now how their lips are just few inches away. Her sapphire eyes sparkle with want and desire. «Tarrant» she whispers.

«Yes?» — it pains him so much, please, he silently begs her, please I'm so miserable, my dear Alice.

«Don't you want to taste it, too?» and she smiles, teasing.

Tarrant smirks. «Yes.» And he kisses her.

Sure and firm his lips press on hers, and they catch fire. There's everything in that kiss, how they've missed each other, how deep is their need to belong, finally; they move together, the kiss depeens and their tongues make love amog their lips. It's slow and sensual, she's so sweet he thinks he could die right there, on the lovely softness of her mouth, listening to her little voice moaning his name. He growls. Gods — he hasn't felt this wild in a while, she inflames his desires. Hot, it feels so hot suddenly he aruptly takes off his cravat and unbutton his jacket, but that only turns on Alice's Muchness, for her bare hands grab the back of his neck, and his frizzy hair, and she takes him so tight — her mouth is so lovely open, her tongue slides over his upper lip and he snarls. Fuck. Yes. And he bites her, moaning her name, and suck lavishly on her tongue.

«Mmh — oh me' dear Alice, me' bonnie, luvely lass — lemme just, there, lemme taste your sweetness. Gods, lemme giv' ya everthin'» and he sucks on her neck. Her desperate cry of pleasure is the most perfect music. He's drinking on her, licking the purple trace of juice on her body, his tongue gliding down her naked chest. A kiss, another kiss. And he sucks, hard, leaving big red marks on her, if his name written on her skin. Her hands in his hair urge him; she's always been so greedy — his Alice — hungry for more, impatient and eager. There's no way he can open his mouth more or he'd swallow her all. He has to stop — he must. When he breathes into her breasts her scent fills his soul and he can just feel it, how hard he is. No pain has ever been so sweet. «Lemme luv you, lass. I want to tell you, how deep my live for you is, my Alice. Mine.» He presses his lips closed on her skin. «I will show you, luv — how I can give you the greatest pleasure with the tip of my tongue, and how you'll feel with my finger on your pretty, wet quim. Are you, Alice? Wet?»

It is, she is. Alice has no words, there's a hot warm feeling spreading between her legs and she's whimpering, begging him with wide, liquid eyes to touch her more, to kiss her more. Yes — those lips on her breasts feel so good, so soft and hungry. She embraces him, sliding her hand on his back; she just need so much of him against her body — more skin, more everything. «Off, Tarrant. Please, show me!»

They rip their clothes off: he takes off his waistcoat, his white shirt and he opens his breeches — it feels good, his hard clothed cock against her thigh as she fumbles with her gown. Avory long legs are now bare before his thirsty gaze. His fingers are rough, calloused on her skin and she squirms under his touch. Steady, yes — his Alice never wears stockings, or corset. Naughty, naughty girl. He licks his lips as a kitten in front of a delicious bowl of sweet cream. Her cream, yes, between her legs, on the soft flesh of her pink, virgin cunt. What a sight. «Do not be afraid, luv. Trust your mad, mad Hatter — for only good may come from such a sinful folly. Open your legs, open for me — yes, nice and wide my brave Alice.» He gently takes off his hat, and smirks maliciously as he sinks into that arousal.

He presses his lips on her wet flesh, kissing his way down her cunt; she suddenly whimper and whine, like a little cat begging for more. She doesn’t know what to do with her hands as her legs slowly open more, more, and she offers everything and every bit of pleasure she may give. Yes — she's gone for good, Madness has caught her finally, taken her to the warm ocean of lust in which she's drowing now. And it feels more than good. She was made for this. «Oh — Tarrant! More — God, more!»

«No gods here, love — just your faithful Hatter. Delicious, lovely Alice. Lemme ea'tis pretty pussie here.» Tarrant shoves his tongue inside her, there where sweet juices drips out of her sex and onto his lips, he licks and suck, and his skilled fingers caresses her most sensitive part. His thumb presses on that little bundle of nerves, her small clit, the lovely pearl between those pinky lips and she moans his name. Again. Greedy, ravenous, he's feeding on her — yes.

Alice grabs his hair, and finally starts to ride his face: she rocks her hips up and down, up and down taking everything, bucking into his hot mouth. More — she needs more, there yesyesyesyes. She's so empty, but of what she does not know. There something wrong, a void, and she's crying again for him. «Empty — so empty, Tarrant please! I need... I need —»

«I ken what ya need, luv.»

He lies on the blanket, taking her in his arm, kissing her cheek. His crotch humping against her thigh feels so good... And he can't wait anymore, two wide fingers thrust in, all the way in — inside her, so soft and tight, that virgin cunt takes him so well, it was made to be marked by his touch. And she arches her back so he can press into the perfect spot. «There, Tarrant!» and he knows what he's doing: come — his fingers sing into her soul, into her loins, turning on the burning flame of a sweet orgasm into her cunt. Licking his lips, he watches her losing control; her nails press deep in the flesh of his back, and can't help himself but wish to bring those scratches on his skin forever.

He bucks his hips against her, thrusting his hard cock on her soft hips, more and more, wetting his garments with precum and moaning in her ear. «Nngh — fffuck, Alice my luv, jus' like tha' — feel so good — good gurl.» And as she's rocking against the palm of his hand and his fingers shove deep inside, he's pressing his cock harder on her softness. It feel too perfect to last. There they are, shuddering hard as he sinks his theet on her neck, sucking another red love-bite, moaning her name — AliceAliceAlice — and she screams her pleasure, sobbing against his warm body, tears of happiness sliding down her pinky cheecks. Then, it subsides, slowly like the waves on the shore, and all that's left are their whispers of love. They kiss, barely pecking their lips, smiling happy together.

Tarrant eyes turns of the most intense, deepest green as she breathes against his neck, going limp in his arms. «Are you well, dearest?»

Alice smiles and reaches out to grab a little red Berry. She bites, scarlet juices dripping on her fingers; she let it slides on his chest — and he hisses, smiling knowingly. «Never better, Tarrat» she licks his neck. «But I believe now, it is my turn.»

[f0point5]

I’m so confused about this movie. It seems like one of those pick an option as you go phone games.

OOP.

Imagine it’s just a choose your own adventure story like that bandersnatch thing on Netflix like ten years ago 😂

[p4xman]

Bandersnatch's 2023 tag Wrapped!!

- the ball jointed doll community's hairless cat doll

- someones resident evil fanfiction

- colin ritman x reader imagines going as strong as ever

- random photos of will poulter and fionn whitehead unrelated to bandersnatch

- stray alice and wonderland tags

- maybe like 32 bandersnatch related image posts

great year everyone lets all keep it up for year 6!!!!

[salehasposts]

CHILD TALIA IS SO PRETTY AND CUTE.

I love how Talia has one/two of her down bad days, and her parents are right there cheering her up.

Can you imagine her fighting with Iracebeth daughter? 😂 and Mirana daughter just watching agitation. Mc Nivens telling the parents. Cheshire Cat looking at them. Bandersnatch roaring. The tweedles “yikes!” 😮

Then Tarrant and Alice picking Talia up, because she’s too busy punching and kicking iracebeth daughter, iracebeth daughter screaming like her mum, Talia saying “ya slurvish!”

[the-hateful-shrimp]

Elica and Heisenberg from the fic "Bandersnatch" written by thenightsibling on AO3. 😁 Or rather what I imagine her to look like. 🤭

[kostenkos]

one  of  the  things  she  enjoyed  the  most  about  being  stuck  in  that  damnable  place  was  that  she  was  able  to  explore.  it  wasn't  hard  to  spot  the  walking  redwood,  but  finding  her  hare  was  much  simpler.  and  also  he  was  much  better  company.

finding  things  in  the  hell  they  all  lived  in  wasn't  exactly  EASY  by  any  stretch  of  the  imagination,  but  she  tried.  she  dug  up  a  small,  dented  tea  kettle  and  a  box  of  tea.  where  did  she  find  it?  she'd  never  tell,  but  julie  was  amazing  at  getting  in  and  out  of  tight  spaces.

pushing  the  mask  up,  she  smiled  and  looked  around.  ❝  psssst  silly  hare,  where  are  you?  ❞  she  knew  he  was  here,  and  outside  of  the  legion,  he  was  her  favorite  to  visit  （  minus  the  bandersnatch,  he  could  go  fuck  all  the  way  off  ）.

♡  ─── @mrchare + starter

[alicesought]

{{ --OKAY But it's the CONTRAST you knOW--

There's so many parallels and contrasts like Being set in modern day instead of literally victorian london, but the way jervis perceives the gutters of Gotham parallels precisely with the rotten underbelly of London in the era his mind is always pretending to be in anyhow, and he would distort through his eyes just as Liddel does and see Gotham as this colorless, smog filled, ugly and mean reality where everyone is either malicious or apathetic. He can easily go into Wonderland and come to reality accidentally in the company of human traffickers and violent drunks much the same as Liddel in modern Gotham, I have no doubt.

And then the fact that he doesn't resent his lost innocence, he resents whats trying to tarnish what's left of it, and thoroughly believes, probably even subconsciously, that the good and just thing to do is to restore the innocence of his Wonderland-- not grow and mature in the same way Alice does. and I think that part comes from not being a teenager as well-- he's not coming of age, he's nostalgic, and he has much more experience with control over his Wonderland. So his Wonderland likely wouldn't antagonize him in that way naturally, if it does, it might even be guilt for failing to save them, seeing his imaginary friends as victims of... whatever it is that's invading his brain. it would only be oppressive toward him if the story needed him to go against his own delusions. ( Then, it very well could begin tearing his self worth down, I'm sure lol ) But I feel like that wouldn't be his end goal, he wouldn't kill any Wonderland character besides maybe some card guards or a bandersnatch. Jervis loves the characters of Wonderland, Alice Liddel is... apathetic to them often times, sometimes outright hates them. That's one major difference. If Jervis is driven to kill or hurt a Wonderland character something is very wrong. And maybe that's his conflict...

You see, he must be the lesser of two evils, because he's not a good person, and I don't feel like this story would be aiming to make him so. No, if you're going to root for him, he needs to be in the right enough to empathize but still in character. So his growth would involve being resolute, able to act on his own strange moral code in a way that gives him self respect. AND I SAW someone mention Dr. Strange could take the place of Dr. Bumby in the story-- and I am shocked I did not consider that lmao,, That could really be it tbh, a more complicated spin on what Arkham Jervis went through. A fascist scientist, intent on exterminating the mentally ill, twists jervis' perspective in a way that turns him against his fellow mad men in some feigned promise of safety and happiness in his delusions, as if something is keeping him complacent, but he feels this itch of wrongness from it and just can't be happy, and he has to realize that his desire for escapism and avoidant personality has nearly driven him to acting exactly opposite to his own principles as someone who sees madness as a virtue. So he isn't unravelling his Wonderland delusion, he's solving the mystery that all the conflict he's imagining is a distraction-- or worse, maybe some characters of Wonderland represent other rogues and he's accidentally doing Strange's dirty work and harming-- and so he has to find out who he actually needs to fight.

Rambling rambling rambling, throwing out random thoughts, this has been one long run on sentence, only barely coherent, but I'm done-- }}

[patchodraws]

so, something that keeps coming back to me over and over is the idea of adapting Life is Strange - or rather, how can you adapt life is strange ?

a lot of other adaptations of narrative games rely on the fact that the game is telling you a straightforward (if not always linear) story, where it doesn’t matter how you get through the plot beats, just that you get through them. but with life is strange, the whole point is that it does matter how you get through the plot beats, and not just in the way that it affects the end choice or whatever: it’s in choosing which plot beats to go to - which decisions to ultimately make - that the player crafts their version of the story, and you can’t get a straightforward story out of that.

the other tricky part is the controversial ending. out of all the LiS games, the first one definitely had the most impactful ending, yet people are still debating which one is the better or more right ending, and that’s just not something you can really get with a traditional adaptation.

just as a thought experiment, i’ve been racking my brain for solutions to this little dilemma, and i’ve come up with a few:

the first is an interactive show, like bandersnatch or all the other interactive specials netflix got obsessed with after bandersnatch. the problem with that is that it’s a lot of resources for just one episode, let alone five; plus, at that point, why not just play the game itself? it doesn’t offer a unique enough experience to justify it

the next idea is an original prequel story. i know before the storm already exists, but there’s still plenty of time between that game and the first one. hell, there’s definitely a story to tell with the time leading up to and following rachel’s disappearance, and given teen dramas are still fairly popular, this could scratch that particular itch. it does unfortunately mean no max caulfield, who is just as iconic as life is strange itself, so it’d be a bit tricky to exclude her and still have it feel authentic.

one potential option is to not canonize any ending, simply finishing the show on max being given the choice and not having made it by the time credits roll. i imagine as much of an interesting artistic choice that would be, though, plenty of casual viewers would probably feel extremely shortchanged by not showing what max chose. of course, you could also canonize one ending, but then you just get the same problem of the original ending being controversial but on a potentially larger scale.

something less offensive could be to make an entirely new ending. DN had indicated before that the original bay ending would see chloe survive the shooting but end up in a coma, letting the story end on max being in the hospital with chloe waiting for her to wake up. on the other side of things, the bae ending could finally get the reworking it’s been owed for years, showing much more of the storm’s aftermath, who survived, what became of chloe and max once leaving the town, all that jazz. it could be new enough to appeal to fans tired of the same two endings from before while also not immediately alienating casual viewers

at the end of the day, this is all just me thinking out loud, and personally i’m not sure if i want a life is strange adaptation. i love the aesthetic and vibes of the original game and would love to see that put onto television/streaming, but this is such a tricky story to adapt like this that i would only want to see it if it was done right and in a way that would respect fans of the original game while also reaching a new audience of people who might’ve never played the game. until then, i’m glad the adaptation that was rumoured to be in pre-production is still, well, in pre-production

[theredofoctober]

I think Bandersnatch gave me a white van fetish 😭 no hate love your writing!!

Howling 😂 I just couldn't imagine Karl driving a decent car, I was like what is hideous and creepy enough for him

[tickledpink31]

Since Minako is great with animals, this might also includes non-magical animals, OMG imagine the chaos that might unfold if she gather a rat army 😂 to sick at Crowley or whatever dirt bag she has on her list

Minako actually prefers large and dangerous magical creatures, especially Occamies. Anything that snarls, bites, and can catapult her into next week, she will gush over. I remember this one fanart I drew a while back about her taming the wild bandersnatch, so now she gets scary dog privileges.

When someone has upset her, she will keep running into them with even more scarier creatures in tow each time. Minako may or may not have also swapped their soap with frog spawn soap so that their baths and showers are now infested with tadpoles.

[naturesbeat]

Bandersnatch starters / ACCEPTING » @oathofpromises said: my head is all over the place . i keep having vivid dreams .- Bandersnatch starters from My Wol Stella recalling their time as Azem to Venat

"𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂." It wasn’t unheard of to catch glimpses of the past – echoes, she liked to call them – through residual ripples of aether. No one could move through this world and leave it completely untouched; as waves in a pool, or footprints in the sand, they all left their mark upon the star. Yet those imprints were meant to fade with time. And if Stella’s tale was to be believed, there were some ten-thousand odd years between the life of her protégé, and this new soul. 

“Perhaps your time here in Elpis has acted like something of a trigger,” she mused. Something in her being, however small, remembered this place. This time. It struck her as a comforting thought that whatever happened, perhaps some part of them would go on living in the souls of those that followed in their footsteps. Though she could imagine it just as frightening a notion from the other side. A gentle concern pinched her brow, and when she spoke again, her voice had softened. “These dreams – do they trouble you?”

[salehasposts]

Alice & Tarrant + plus the bandersnatch….

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I’m just going to say this one thing,

did anyone ever notice Alice staring at Tarrant from behind the back whilst he was walking forward?

She’s just staring at him smiling awwww! 🥺

So Alice and Tarrant, we all know you love each other’s❤️

I just love hatter face, he has no clue 😂, he is just walking forward until later (ykwim)

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Imagine if Tarrant saw her looking at him and she noticed, like most girls do they turn their head away, and get embarrassed

Me: “Tarrant! Alice! she’s looking at you, she loves you!”

Tarrant: “is she now? i know I’m handsome” 😂😂😂

Me: “boy, don’t get too fond of yourself in front of me, so save it for your Alice”

Why is it every time I watch these movies and whenever I see them together, I just blush and smile at them, my HATTICE heart ❤️

[chadleys]

Blonde Will gives off the biggest fuckboy vibes but I’d still risk it all for him. He was so hot in Bandersnatch

colin ritman is soooo fucking hot i 100% agree.

imagine running your fingers through that bright ass hair or adjusting his glasses for him. i am SENT

[chillingcinemachronicles]

the Best Sci-Fi Movies on Netflix Right Now

Embark on an interstellar journey where the boundaries of reality dissolve, and imagination takes flight. Brace yourself for a warp-speed adventure through the cosmos with our curated selection of mind-bending science fiction wonders!

5. Annihilation (2018)

EW grade: A- (read the review)

Director: Alex Garland

Talent: Natalie Portman, Oscar Isaac, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Gina Rodriguez, Tessa Thompson, Tuva Novotny

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In the swamplands of Florida there sits a forcefield that formed after a meteor hit the area. Separated from regular life by a kaleidoscopic shell whose circumference continues to expand, The Shimmer, as it’s called, has claimed the lives of every man who has gone inside — except one. Biologist Lena (Natalie Portman) lost her husband Kane (Oscar Isaac) after he was presumably killed during a military operation, but when Kane returns home with his memory gone and his health failing, Lena looks for answers.

She then joins an all-female research team consisting of a physicist, a geologist, a paramedic, and a psychologist, all of whom volunteer to enter The Shimmer in what amounts to a suicide mission. While inside, the women find a gorgeous world that defies nature — but the mutations taking place within threaten to destroy the women, their team, and eventually, the world.

4. Anon (2018)

EW grade: (read the review)

Director: Andrew Niccol

Cast: Clive Owen, Amanda Seyfried, Colm Feore, Mark O’Brien,

Privacy and anonymity are luxuries afforded to no one in the 2018 British-American sci-fi thriller Anon. Clive Owen stars as Detective Sal Frieland, a troubled cop operating in a dystopia where the entire populace is implanted with an ocular device intended to record and track the movements of the people around them. The government’s transparency methods ensure that all criminal activity is caught on tape — but when a mysterious woman with no digital footprint (Amanda Seyfried) crosses paths with Sal, he realizes she might have a connection with a series of unsolved murders he’s investigating. Director Andrew Niccol tells EW “I always wanted to do a movie about privacy and the fact that there was never a war for privacy, because we already lost — we gave away our privacy without a fight, all for convenience.

3. Bird Box (2018)

EW grade: B (read the review)

Director: Susanne Bier

Cast: Sandra Bullock, Trevante Rhodes, John Malkovich, Danielle Macdonald, Sarah Paulson, Machine Gun Kelly

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Sight becomes a handicap in Bird Box, a post-apocalyptic thriller where the enemy must go unseen, or else. Sandra Bullock stars as Malorie Hayes, a woman responsible for transporting two young children down a river while wearing blindfolds, a strategy intended to help the survivors avoid seeing the entities that attacked Earth five years earlier, and who cause those who look upon them to commit suicide. Jumping between their present journey and the past events that led Malorie and the children to this point, director Susanne Bier leans into the tension of the unknown and relies on her talented but eclectic cast to do the rest. Released the same year as A Quiet Place, and possessing a somewhat similar premise, Bird Box received less attention when it first premiered, but this sci-fi horror film is a great option for fans of both genres.

2. Black Mirror: Bandersnatch (2018)

Director: David Slade

Cast: Fionn Whitehead, Will Poulter, Craig Parkinson, Tallulah Rose Haddon, Catriona Knox

As it turns out, the only thing missing from the British anthology series, Black Mirror, was options. In Black Mirror: Bandersnatch, the TV show gets a movie makeover, but with a twist: The film was shot in the style of a “choose your own adventure” novel, and viewers are able to customize their viewing experience through their scene selections. Centered around a young programmer named Stefan (Fionn Whitehead), Bandersnatch follows Stefan’s journey in developing a video game for a famous gaming company, a journey that puts Stefan under a great deal of mental and emotional stress, and results in one of ten main endings. Black Mirror is beloved for its eldritch and tech-focused content, and Bandersnatch keeps that tone alive, using the main storyline to explore themes like free will and mind control, even as the viewers’ choices drive the story forward.

Don’t Look Up (2021)

EW grade: B (read the review)

Director: Adam McKay

Cast: Leonardo DiCaprio, Jennifer Lawrence, Jonah Hill, Meryl Streep, Timothee Chalamet, Ariana Grande, Cate Blanchett, Mark Rylance, Melanie Lynskey, Chris Evans

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As a comet sets its sights on Earth and prepares to wipe out human civilization, two astronomers (Leonardo DiCaprio and Jennifer Lawrence) rush to warn the world of the impending collision — only to discover the world doesn’t really care. “Based on events that haven’t happened yet,” as the film’s trailer states, Don’t Look Up is a sci-fi satire that skewers climate deniers and government inaction in the face of scientific evidence pointing to looming catastrophe. Directed by Adam McKay (Vice, The Big Short), and featuring everyone in Hollywood from Jonah Hill and Meryl Streep to Timothee Chalamet and Ariana Grande, Don’t Look Up offers great jokes and fun cameos, but be warned: it’s not exactly light fare. Still, as far as sci-fi comedies go, this one is worth a watch — just don’t think too deeply about the implications of the film’s ending.