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What I would REALLY write on Stefan’s computer

FIONN WHITEHEAD.

Someone gimmie the Fionn Whitehead imagines im deprived of. 😭

THIS 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

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AO3 lads, just have to look hard enough

me in my desperate attempt to find a colin ritman fic 😞✊

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.

NOT IN CONTROL ↝ stefan butler x reader

prompt ▹ The reader is in somewhat of same situation as stefan, having the feeling as if she is being controlled.

warnings ▹ not much, female!reader, cussing, implied drug use, lowercase intended, and some violence. (if not in this chapter, it will be in the next ones.)

this is part 1 | part 2

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your alarm went off at 6:00 am, you gasped trying to catch your breath from the dream you just had. This happened often for the past month or so, you could never remember the dream fully. it was almost always something normal happening to you.. the only thing that stood out of place was that peoples faces were always blurred out and their voices slightly muffled so you could never pinpoint who it was in your dream.

wake up | sleep in.

you went to reach for the ‘snooze’ button but something stopped you from doing so. slowly you sit up and rub your face to wake up.

you wanted to sit there on your bed and try to think over your dream so you weren’t left in the dark yet again, but you felt like something was pushing you along to get moving and start your day. it seemed like you could never have time to yourself anymore. it was absolutely bonkers. was it too much to ask of yourself to just sit and be alone with your thoughts for a few fucking moments?

the annoying thought in the back of your head got the best of you when you got up, your feet hitting the cold floor as you made your way to the kitchen.

i could eat, i think i have enough milk for cereal today.

eat cereal | grab an apple

you went to reach for the milk in your fridge but you suddenly stopped, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you tried to push yourself to grab the milk. no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t reach it. you let out a frustrated breath and slammed the fridge shut, grabbing an apple as you passed by the table on your way to the bathroom.

what the FUCK is going on? can i not even enjoy some cereal?

your mind raced as you bit into the green apple, your face scrunched up at the taste. why did you even have that in your house? the flavor is horrid.

oh yeah, you felt like you needed to get it a day or two ago at the store. lovely.

you swallowed the chewed up piece and tossed the rest of the apple in the little trash can near the sink. without any hesitation you started to brush your teeth, then your hair.

you glanced down at your watch and saw that it read 6:30 am. already? you needed to get moving or else you’d be late again. walking to your closet you had two options, a simple long sleeved shirt with jeans or a short sleeved shirt, jeans, and a baggy orange jacket.

the jacket, i haven’t worn it in a while.

long sleeved | baggy jacket

you grabbed the jacket without any trouble, thank god.

after getting dressed the rest of the morning went smoothly, you put on a little bit of makeup before leaving the house and began your walk to work. it wasn’t far so it didn’t bother you, plus traffic is a pain.

you managed to walk in right at seven, five minutes early.

elevator | stairs

biting your bottom lip out of habit you walked into the elevator and pressed the floor number where you worked. you hands stuffed themselves into your jacket pockets as you looked down at the ground, your stomach growling in hunger from only having a bite of an apple this morning.

“h-hold the elevator!” a voice called out as the doors began to shut, quickly your foot shot out in the middle of the two doors, making them stop before they even came close to closing. the boy who seemed to be your age, perhaps two years older stepped in next to you and smiled shyly. he went to press a button but stopped, he must be going to the same floor as you.

odd.. usually choices like that take a little bit to happen.. that one seemed right away, normal even.

you got snapped out of your thoughts when the boy started to speak again, when you looked at him to pay attention you could feel your cheeks heat up a bit.

he’s cute.

“uh, thanks.. f-for holding the elevator i m-mean!” he stuttered, clearly nervous for many reasons. you couldn’t seem to tell why though. all you did was smile and nod softly, taking note or his eyes. definitely one of his many beautiful features.

“yeah, not a problem. i like your jacket by the way.” you smirked, seeing that you were wearing the same jacket, yet his was yellow. it fit him, the color.

he looked down quickly at his jacket as if he forgot he wore it today then looked back up at you with a toothy smile, it seemed genuine.

“thanks, i like yours too..” he spoke, looking like he wanted to say more but the elevator came to a stop as the doors started to open. he hesitated for a few seconds before gesturing for you to get off before him.

you grinned and stepped out only to see your boss waiting by the elevator. his face lit up when he saw the boy in the yellow jacket and went to shake his hand. “ah steven! how are you?” he greeted warmly and quite excitedly.

“uh— its stefan actually..” he replied, glancing back over to you for a moment before you realized you were already looking at him. (more like admiring)

you swallowed and quickly looked away. you muttered a to yourself about how dumb you may have looked while walking over to colin’s desk that was right across from yours. he seemed to be working on his newest game, Nohzdyve.

“how’s it going ritman? making yet another hit game?” you teased in a friendly manner before hopping into your own chair infant of your computer. colin looked up from his screen and simply gave a lazy thumbs up.

“it’s going alright L/N, now that you’ve found the bug it’s been much easier. i owe you one.” he spoke as he pushed up his glasses and finished typing a code needed for his game right as stefan and mr. boss man walked up to his desk.

“colin, this is stefan. he’s going to be showing me a demo for his new game. he’s also expressed his admiration for your games.” mr thakur spoke while putting his hand on a smiling stefan’s shoulder.

you simply rolled your eyes and smiled to yourself, typing away at your computer. what you did here was make the graphic art for most of the upcoming games made here, but you did also have a great talent for coding. colin often used your talent for help with his own games.

as you were working on the ideas for cover art that might be used for Nohzdyve, you got snapped back into reality.

“i couldn’t have done most of my games without the help of Y/N over here, well i could have, but not as quick.” colin grinned, gesturing towards you.

“ha ha ritman. very funny, piss off. but i’ve been somewhat acquainted with stefan. nice lad.” you smiled, snapping and giving him classic finger guns with your left hand.

stefan’s smile grew as his ears turned a light shade of pink. “th-thanks y/n.”

before you could say anything else colin let out a short laugh, almost a scoff. when you looked over at him with a questioning look he just smirked and turned in his chair to face thakur and stefan.

“y’know, i don’t think i need anymore assistance with my game, y/n has already done her part with my game. perhaps she can work with stefan if everything goes well.” colin suggested nonchalantly. wingman of the year.

agree | disagree

yes! YES! why aren’t i agreeing outloud? i don’t want to say no!

she clenched her jaw and held back the urge to say no to colin’s idea. she looked up at stefan and saw that his smile dropped and he looked somewhat confused.

you pushed with everything in you to get an answer that you liked out, for once it worked.

“i..i say yes, i’m free and i’d like to work with you.” you managed to get out, not seeming too forced.

after a few seconds he nodded, biting his nails what seemed to be out of habit. “sure, th-that’d be great..” he smiled, seeming suddenly calm.

“right then, should we get moving?” colin interrupted as he stood up and patted stefan’s shoulder, practically marking the other two men move to the office.

stare at stefan | get to work

y/n watched as they left, before the door closed she couldn’t take her eyes off of stefan.

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A/N: please leave your thoughts and let me know if you want to be on the tag list!

ok i’m thinking about making a choose your own path for bandersnatch but i don’t want to end up like my boy stefan lol

DUMB MARKS ↝ colin ritman x reader

prompt ↝ the reader has her soulmark like everyone else, one part is meant to represent her while the other part is meant to represent her soulmate. the reader chooses to wear long sleeves whenever they can, not sure if they are ready to meet her soulmate.

warnings ↝ cussing, fem!reader, and that’s it i think hehe

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you tugged at your sleeve of the yellow hoodie you wore often. your head was pounding from the stressful day at work and at home. your roommate was being a jerk and so were your co workers.

“late coffee, get it while it’s hot!” you announced to the remaining people at the work place, it was ten pm after all. your bedtime was starting in thirty minutes. sleep is important!

after handing four people their coffee you moved over to colin ritman, easily one of your favorites here.

“coffee for the bleach blonde boy, don’t spill it.” you winked teasingly. there was a close call the last time he was around his computer with coffee in his hand.

“yeah yeah, piss off girlie.” he deadpanned, typing a few times before stopping and facing you.

“why is it that you always serve the coffee but you never have any for yourself?” he questioned, your eyes flickered down to his left wrist where a bandage covered it. his soulmark.

“that’s an odd thing to point out, but i suppose you’re right. coffee is for the weak.” you spoke, a smirk tugging at your lips. even with the joking and conversations you had with colin you always thought about the bandage wrap around his wrist.

“what’s up with the bandage?” you asked, playing with your necklace without much thought, nervous habit.

“oh this old thing? as you probably thought, it’s my soulmark. i’m not sure if i’m ready to meet my one and only yet.” he scoffed, leaning back in his chair and looking at your covered wrist. “what about you? already found your true love?” he questioned, pushing up his glasses as he spoke.

you only laughed at the last bit, shaking your head and leaning against his desk. “nope, same reason as you. i don’t want to end up with some bloke i know nothing about.” your hands removed themselves from your mouth to pull down your sleeve covering your own mark.

“find anyone close yet?” he asked, running his hand though his hair. he had decided to stop working for the day since he had already gone over the usual limit for himself.

what ‘close’ meant with soulmates and the marks was when you would share one of the two marks in common. but it was only meant to be if both of you had the exact same ones.

you had pac man and a necklace that resembled the one that hung around your neck since you were a child.

“yeah actually, i’ve met two other people with pac man that looked identical to mine, yet it never matched up with the second mark.

“no shit? i have pac man too. they are probably just some dumb marks anyway, so who cares?” he chuckled, grabbing the end of his bandage and un wrapping it. he set the bandage down on his lap and looked at his marks, not able for you to see though. when he looked at his own marks it was as if a wave of realization hit him.

“come closer.” he mumbled, putting his left arm down where his mark stained his skin, out of your sight. you raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to him as he asked. his right hand reached up and lightly grabbed your necklace. out of your control you cheeks heated up.

“this wouldn’t have anything to do with your mark, would it?” he asked slowly, tearing his eyes away from the necklace to meet yours.

you swallowed and licked your bottom lip before nodding lightly. his fingers still holding your necklace. “yeah, it’s.. it’s my other mark.” you replied in a soft voice, never had you ever been this close to him. it wasn’t a problem though, not at all.

you rolled up your sleeve to show your mark to colin, once he saw it his face reminded still. the only thing that moved was his left arm so he could show you his marks.

they matched yours. they were identical.

“at least i know you.” you spoke, a smile forming on your face. you looked up to see his reaction, when he was grinning like an idiot you were surprised to say the least.

“i’m definitely okay with this, i guess i was ready to find you.” he spoke as you stood back just as you were before he asked you to come closer.

“so, i guess it’s time to ask.. you wanna go out sometime? somewhere other than work.” you asked, shoving your hands into your back pockets.

“i know just the place.”

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tag list: @stefansritman @eightiesbae

sorry this was short and cheesy! let me know what you thought + if you want to be added to a colin / stefan / or bandersnatch (both boys) tag list!

NOT IN CONTROL ↝ stefan butler x reader ▹ part 2

prompt ▹ The reader is in the somewhat same situation as stefan, having the feeling as if she is being controlled.

warnings ▹ not much, female!reader, cussing, implied drug use, lowercase intended, and some violence. (if not in this chapter, it will be in the next ones.)

part 1 |

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6:25 pm

it’s been three days since stefan came to the office for the first time. stefan thought it would be best if he worked mainly on his own. you didn’t blame him though, seems like a smart move. you thought that would have meant that you wouldn’t be able to work with him, boy oh boy were you wrong.

he suggested that you could come over every so often to see what he was really working on so you could get a better idea for the cover art, perhaps even helping him with notes, coding, all of the above. of course you said yes. if you didn’t where would this story go?

wait, what?

before you could start thinking about anything else you felt something pinch your arm, you winced and swatted whoever did that. when you looked up you were met with the face of colin ritman.

“what do you need ritman? can’t you see i’m working, helping you with your horrid coding.” you joked, smiling a bit while he just rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“helping? you were stuck in another day dream. plus, i wanted to know how it’s going with stefan. you seemed to be a pretty big fan of him ever since you walked out of that elevator with him.” he replied, sipping his drink and leaning against the desk.

“oh piss off! i’ve finished anyway, take a look for yourself!” you shot back, pushing the office chair you were in so he could get at better look at the screen without getting too close. personal space is a thing. “everything is well with stefan, his game is going great and so is my cover art. it’s not done completely but you know what-“

“what you mean, yeah. you sure do take your time. other than that i was talking about between the both of you, personally. not just work. i mean you showed up wearing the same thing for fucks sake l/n! must be a sign.” he continued to tease as he grabbed the chair and pushed her out of it just so he could have his office back.

“the jacket wasn’t even the same color you fool! just- it was just the same type.. it’s no sign, just a coincidence. but to answer your question of some sort, things are fine. i’m going to see him after work, i need to show him what I’ve made for some cover art plus I’ve also gathered notes on the book that he might not already have. oh! i was also thinking about bringing something to eat, he just gets so sucked into the game..” you rambled on, starting to trail off when you looked at colin and saw his ‘are you kidding me’ expression.

“how does one get so whipped after only three days?” he spoke, rolling his eyes for what seemed like the tenth time that day. you simply just kicked his leg and flicked him off before sitting down at your desk.

make an excuse | agree with colin

“choke pitman, i am not whipped. i simply ramble. you know this.” you replied, opening closed tabs and grabbing your note book that already had three pages full for stefan and his work.

“oh, yeah, alright. what ever you say l/n. i just think it’s funny th-“ he went to continue but you put on your headphones and let your music start to play.

“sorry, i can’t hear you, i’m ignoring you.” you managed to speak at a normal volume even though the music was almost too loud for you to even hear your own words leave your mouth.

turning back to your notes you read over everything you wrote, you didn’t want to seem sloppy with your note taking skills or handwriting for stefan, not that you cared or anything..

‘davies had gotten so sucked into making the book it is presumed that he went crazy because of it. he later killed his wife, her head was cut off at the hands of him. his room was filled with the same symbol. that symbol was written in his wife’s blood.’

you didn’t remember writing that, you must have been so focused on getting these notes that you weren’t paying attention? how does that make sense?

bite lip | bite nails

your hand let go of the page you were reading from and went up to your mouth, you found yourself biting your thumbnail without notice. you quickly brought your hand down and furrowed your eyebrows. you never did that, any other nervous habit, you had. not biting your nails though.

shaking your head you looked down at your watch, 7:05. damn, time went by fast.. too fast..

you got up and packed your bag with everything you needed, shutting down your computer after saving everything that needed to be saved. quickly you made your way down to the exit and started to walk to the bus stop, just in time for the one you needed to get on to get to stefan.

sitting down in an empty seat you pulled out two tapes for your walkman.

Frankie Goes To Hollywood | Thompson Twins

putting back the Thompson Twins tape you picked one you haven’t listened to in a while. leaning your head against the window you watched the world pass you. people walking from work to go home, to go to a party, to go to eat, anywhere.

‘relax, don’t do it

when you want to go to it

relax, don’t do it

when you want to come’

the music played and you tapped you foot lightly to the beat, you felt calm. relaxed. fine with life.

SHIT! weren’t you going to get food for yourself and stefan? oh god, its most likely fine, right?

it’s fine | get the food!

suddenly you calmed down, after only about five seconds of panic. odd.. why did you get so worked up in the first place? it was just some food. not like you wanted to impress stefan or let him know that you genuinely care for him and his health. yeah, as if.

taking a deep breath you looked back out the window and saw that your stop was coming up, you grabbed you bag and made sure everything was with you. the bus came to a stop and you stood, being the only one for some reason. the you walked down the aisle to get to the exit you felt almost everyones eyes on you. why?

shaking it off you exited the bus and started to walk in the direction of stefan’s house, it was only three or four minutes until you arrived at his door step. you knocked at the door just three times and waited patiently, pausing your music and putting the headphones around your neck.

you were surprised to see stefan’s dad open the door. his face looked tired, but it quickly changed as he smiled and stepped to the side to let you into the house. “oh, come in. you must be y/n. I’ve heard quite a bit about you from stefan. he’s up in his room. now if you’ll excuse me, i have to be on my way. it was nice seeing you.” he spoke, seeming rushed as he walked out the door. you stood there confused for a moment before shaking it off and walking to stefan’s room.

you opened his door and knocked lightly, making yourself known as you stepped into his room. he jumped in his chair since you seemed to have shocked him. he was always so focused in his work it was impossible not to scare him a bit when he was that deep into it.

“sorry! i didn’t mean to scare you, i brought notes about the book that could help you, some demos of my work for your cover art, and.. this..” you spoke, puling everything out as you listed them off, the last thing was a stress ball that would sit at your desk, it became really helpful when you got overwhelmed. you bit your lip lightly and tossed it to him.

would he think it was dumb?

“oh! th-thanks y/n, i’m glad you came. I need someone to talk to, other than myself and a screen for a little bit.” he chuckled, playing with the ball in his hands and smiling up at you.

that boy had a smile that could light up a damn room.

talk about the game | talk about him

you were going to talk about the game and all the notes you had gathered up when something stopped you. you opened your mouth to speak but you stopped, you bit your lip as you sat down on his bed across from him. he could see the confusion that flashed over your face. it felt all too familiar to him.

“h-how are you? other than the game and all of that.” you spoke, almost sounding unsure of yourself. he took note of this but didn’t say anything about it. he didn’t want to seem too forward after all.

“i’m..” he paused. it looked and felt like he wasn’t done talking, like something cut him off. like what happens with you.

“i could be doing better. i feel like i can’t make choices on my own ever s-since this game.. and i-i know you said to talk about something-ing other than the game but, th-that’s become all i think about- well not all i think a-about there is another thing but- uh, i just- i don’t know. y’know?” he rushed out, his mouth was moving too fast for his brain. you took note that his hand squeezed the stress ball lightly as he met your eyes, looking for any sign in them.

“oddly, i.. i do. i feel out of control sometimes. and time has been, it’s felt like it’s moving faster? in a way? plus when i go to make choices i pause for some reason or i do something completely out of the ordinary.” you replied, speaking your mind for once on this whole thing going on with you. why to stefan though? he did bring it up, but why are you so.. open with him? why did he feel right in a way?

“you’re the first person i talked to about this.. thank you y/n.” he spoke, his voice growing softer as he finished speaking.

“same here, i should be thanking you. so, thanks stefan.” you replied, a smile spreading across your face. you two just stared at each other for a bit. it didn’t feel off, it felt normal.

back to work | ask stefan out

you went to grab your papers but you stopped yourself. clenching your jaw and closing your eyes for a moment.

no, i want this. you can’t stop me! i’m asking this boy out!

“stefan, would.. would you like to go out with me? like get out of the house, perhaps grab something to eat.. i dunno..” you trailed off, slowly putting your hands back into your lap, looking up at him for an answer.

“yeah! uh- yeah, sure. that sounds great. i know a place, not too far of a walk.” he spoke right away, standing up from his chair and setting down the stress ball on his desk before grabbing his jacket.

“you all set?” he asked you, tugging at his yellow jacket and sending you a quick smile.

“yeah, lets go.” you grinned, you had control now. it felt good.

not for long.

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A/N ok this is longer than i planned but i like it!! let me know what you think!

taglist: @kickasskittie23 @punk-lycan @creativedogs @rxletheworld @littleme08 @seattleiite @mawkishmondays

@the-outrages @eightiesbae tell me if you want to be added!

why my x readers aren’t out yet

thanks lily !!!! @spedmed 

i have one that she’s going over + a request i have started :)

MY TURN ↝ stefan butler x reader

requested ↝ @kikizori

warnings ↝ gender neutral reader, cussing, and change from the original movie.

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stefan was freaking out. he was pacing around his room, his hands were frantically tugging at his dark hair. he knew he wasn’t in control of his life anymore. he could feel it, the freedom to do anything that he desired was not his anymore. it’s been like this ever since he started working on this fucking game.

“I know you’re there! Just-just..give me a fucking sign! Anything! Please! I can feel-” he was cut short when his computer screen suddenly came to life.

‘Hello Stefan,’ it read, his mouth fell, unable to react to his own computer communicating with him. he quickly sat down in his chair and didn’t dare take his eyes off of the screen that sat in front of him.

“h-hello.. what’s going on? Please, I need to know..” he asked his computer, as crazy as that sounded.

‘I’m from the future, I’m using something called Netflix to interact with you.’ flashed across the screen.

“Netflix? What the fuck is a Netflix?” he furrowed his eyebrows while leaning closer to the computer

With every question Stefan had asked the computer, (or person from the future) the device tried to answer it so he would understand. this went on for hours before he finally was able to grasp the  information that was given to him.

“So.. what now? Am I supposed to continue to live like this over and over again for every person that just happens to watch, or play this? Is this my life now?” he questioned, his voice was shaky and panicked.

‘Would you like to try?’

[ yes ]     [ yes ]

he couldn’t say no. what if he didn’t say anything? what would the person from the future make him do? would he control someone he knew or someone completely random?

he took a breath and pressed one of the options, it didn’t really matter what one though. that was obvious.

seconds later the words left his screen and it started to load in the oddest way, a red circle that was spinning around until someone popped onto his screen. they were sitting at the breakfast table with what seemed to be their older brother.   

“alright, it’s time to get going brat. do you want to ride the bus or do i have to drive you again?” the brother asked. he seemed uninterested and hoping that they would pick the bus.

just for that stefan pressed the ‘make him drive you’ option after a few seconds.

the brother groaned and shut off the rectangle device in his hand. was that the future phone? he got up and grabbed his keys and grabbed the back of your chair, pulling it back and then tilting it forward so you were forced to get off the chair.

rude.

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stefan continued to play for three hours and twenty minutes. he had killed you three times, made you kill your brother five times, and pretty much ruined your life countless times.

you could feel it, you could feel him controlling you.

this resulted in you pacing around your room while you chewed on your nails and started thinking over everything. you swore that you could remember doing horrible things that never really happened. like killing your brother.

“i know something is going on, just help me find out what! i need to know before i go insane!” you shouted at nothing in particular, your voice was shaky and unsure of itself.

“just- i know you’re there! give me a fucking sign! anything!” you had sat down in your chair in front of your computer desk, your hands were shaking at this point.

stefan had been through everything you were going through, he felt your pain in the moment.

another choice popped up at the bottom of the screen for stefan to choose from.

[ introduce yourself ]      [ ignore ]

stefan thought for a moment before thinking about what he wanted when he was in that situation a few hours ago. he had clicked the ‘introduce yourself’ choice. it took a few moments but your computer screen went black while stefan watched you with a text box put to the side of his screen to use.

he quickly started typing, watching it as it showed up on your screen seconds after he typed it.

My name is Stefan Butler, I was going through the same thing as you.

“what is going on? please.. i need to know what’s going on.” you begged, voice breaking as you spoke. 

he nodded and started typing, doing everything the other person had done. he told the person everything he was told, even bringing up Netflix. he went on for about two hours before a choice popped up on his screen.

[ leave, you can’t come back! ]   [ let them play. ]

this wasn’t like the main ones, the past few choices have been directed towards him. if he picked the second one would it just continue a never ending loop?

there was only one way to find out.

[ let them play. ]

HERE FOR YOU ↝ stefan butler

requested? ↝ yeah!! by my favorite follower! @edgyandbi-michielle

summary ↝ Hey I have an idea for you. A Stefan x reader imagine where the reader and him are really good friends and the reader has been checking up on him pretty much everyday (like bringing him food/music and whatever) but they don’t show up for longer than usual and he notices so he stops takes a break from his game to check on them because they are really important to him. It could be a romantic ending or like just a platonic show of care and stuff up too you.

warnings ↝ fem!reader, cussing, mentions of verbal abuse.

i love this! i adore this idea and everything that came to mind when writing it. i may have gone over my five hundred word limit i wanted to stick by, but it’s okay!! i hope you all like it!

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chinese food in hand you managed to fish out your spare key to stefan’s place. you had gotten one a week ago since you’ve been coming over so much to check up on him and make sure he isn’t going crazy from the game he was making.

you slipped off your shoes and moved over to stefan’s room, knocking on the open door lightly to let him know you were here.

he would usually jump a foot since he was so focused. now though, he had become used to it.

he immediately turned around and faced you, getting up and helping with the food in your hands.

“wh-what time is it?” he asked, his voice always so soft since he barley spoke to anyone besides you lately. the game had become his top priority ever since he got into it.

you glanced down at your watch and sat down on his bed. “half past seven, just in time for dinner.” you responded while taking the noodles and chopsticks from stefan.

he seemed shocked at the time, quickly glancing at his clock on the wall and rubbing his face softly. “oh, alright then.” his tone was still soft as he sat next to you.

“you didn’t know it was that late, did you? let me guess.. you haven’t eaten since this morning. and that was just a banana with some juice?” you sighed, looking his way, stuffing some noodles in your mouth.

“you know me too well..” he chuckled as he picked at his rice and crab rangoon. he usually ate really fast when you brought food since he barley ate otherwise. this wasn’t normal of him to pick at his food.

you nudged his leg with your foot trying to get his full attention, even if that rarely happens. his mind was always all over the place, never thinking about just one thing.

“talk to me stef, what’s up? you aren’t eating like it’s the end of the world.” you chuckled, setting down your food on his side table.

he shrugged and took a bite of the food, avoiding your eyes.

“am i a bother to you? i mean you come around a lot to look after me.. and i don’t want to be holding you b-back or anything.” he spoke, unsure of himself. he was obviously nervous about what he said and the meaning behind his words. he set his food down on his desk before looking down at his hands.

you frowned, scooting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his body. your head leaning on his shoulder and a hand softly rubbing his back.

“you’re the best person in my life right now. of course i’m going to be here for you when needed. even when you don’t think you need me, i’ll be here. i want you to understand that you’re not a bother to me, if anything you’re a breath of fresh air.” you reassured him, speaking with emotion in your voice. everything you said came from your heart, it was true.

he smiled, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in until that moment. he relaxed while wrapping his arms around you, letting the both of you fall back onto his bed. 

you calmed him, eased his mind. like always.

you looked up at him as he looked down at you, eyes meeting. your hand was rubbing the side of his arm softly while his fingers played with your hair.

you two didn’t notice your faces slowly getting closer until stefans dad opened the door abruptly. “y/n? you mother w- oh, uh- your mom wants you home.. so..” he stepped out when he saw how close you two were and shut the door quickly. 

you sat up, pulling yourself away from stefan and rubbing your face a bit. you heard stefan chuckle from behind you as he followed your lead and sat up.

“thank you for everything y/n. i’ll see you soon, yeah?” he asked,getting up to walk you to the front door. you nodded and hugged him, kissing his cheek like normal before you left. 

the smile on his face didn’t drop until later that night when he passed out.

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it’s been a week you last come over. the longest before this was four days when you didn’t see him. so this was really out of the ordinary. 

he took a step back from his computer and put on his yellow jacket, walking out the front door and just catching the bus to get to your house. 

it only took a few moments to get there since you didn’t live too far from him, he got off the bus and walked to your front door. he knocked on it hesitantly, waiting for an answer. 

when he didn’t get the answer he was hoping for he remembered the spare key under the ‘welcome’ mat. quickly, he lifted the mat and grabbed it. once he unlocked the door he walked in, calling your name.

“s-stefan..?” your soft voice was heard from your room. right away he rushed over to your room, almost falling before he opened your door to see the messy room and your body curled up on the bed.

you sat up and looked at him with tear filled eyes, your cheeks already had tear stains on them. his heart broke at the sight. 

he didn’t say anything as he sat down next to you and let your body fall into his warm embrace. 

“what happened?” he asked, rubbing your back soothingly. you stayed silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and answering.

“my mom and i got into an.. argument. it was more one sided.. she said that i wasn’t allowed to go see you until she said otherwise. she hasn’t come back for two days and i don’t want her getting mad at me again.” you spoke, starting to ramble before stopping yourself. your head was laying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and breathing pattern. 

“it’s okay, it’s okay. i’m here for you, always. if you e-ever need a place to go.. my door is open anytime.” he responded, keeping his hold onto you to keep you calm. your heart fluttered and you could feel yourself smile.

“thank you stefan.” 

send me an ask with a song name and a character, i’ll write a x reader based on the song for the character!!

ok sorry to the people that request things, those will be out later! BUT I AM MAKING A STEFAN BUTLER X READER BASED ON BURY A FRIEND BY BILLIE EILISH BECAUSE IT FITS HIM SO WELL I THINK

WHERE DO WE GO? ↝ stefan butler

summary ↝ based on ‘bury a friend.’ stefan has been working on his game for months, everything was getting to his head. the game was so close to breaking him completely, but not quite. he still had you. so when you spend the night with him you’re shocked to wake up at 2:28 am to see a side of him you haven’t seen before. only in your nightmares. 

warnings ↝ GORE GORE GORE!!! death, self doubt, and could cause anxiety.

(it starts off from when you wake up)

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“y/n.” you heard your name from next to you, the voice sounded like it belonged to stefan but much deeper and raspy.

you woke up and rubbed you face, looking over at stefan to see him standing at the side of your bed, his eyes watching your every move. his face was emotionless. the only light in the room was from his computer screen, flashing white then red over and over again in a slow pattern.

“stefan..? are you alright?” you asked, sitting up fully and reaching out to him. he only looked down at your arm and grabbed your wrist. his grip was much tighter than anything you’re used to with him. 

his eyes burned into your skin as they trailed back up to your face. his eyes meeting yours. right at that moment the room went a blood red color because of the computer screen. “what do you want from me? why don’t you run from me? what are you wondering? what do you know?” he asked, he spoke slow and his voice was still deep and raspy. the way he asked the string of questions seemed like he read from a script for the first time. no emotion was heard at all. 

you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. you were sure that if you looked down you would see each beat of your heart. but you couldn’t. you were frozen, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t move. your eyes glued to his.

“stef.. i don’t kn-know what you’re talking about-t..” you stuttered, swallowing deeply as your breathing picked up. the room went white when you spoke.

he ignored you and tightened his grip slightly on your wrist. he leaned down to come face level with you, you could feel his breath on your cheek. he was leaning closer to your ear to speak. “why aren’t you scared of me?” the room flashed red when he spoke again, but he wasn’t done. “why do you care for me?” he asked, the room felt like it was closing in on you.

“what? stef.. because i love you.. y-you know this.. but you a-are kind of scaring m-me now..” you made out between sharp breaths, room going white.

with that he pulled back harshly and made you stand with him. he grabbed the sides of your face with his hands and you swore his eyes went black. you weren’t breathing now.

“when we all fall asleep, where do we go?” he asked with a smile growing on his face. his smile continued to grow up to the sides of his face, the ends of his lips almost reaching his eyes. red room.

you weren’t breathing still. your body was shaking. the pressure in your lungs growing, the desire to breath becoming too much. after what seemed like hours of looking at his growing smile and deep black eyes, you felt your own eyes roll to the back of your head. your body went limp and fell to the bed. you experienced death.

when you fell back you somehow still expected a soft feeling of the mattress. but all you felt was something hard and damp, when you moved you felt sharp pokes cover your body. you gasped for air and sat up. you breathed hard and looked around, seeing the same color of brown surround you. it was dirt. when you moved you still felt the pokes, when you looked down you saw glass shards. you looked up and saw stefan with a shovel looking down at you. he looked like his younger self, around 15. when you first met.

“i never liked you y/n. i just got stuck with you because my dad was friends with yours. i tried to stand you. but i couldn’t. i’d say i’m sorry. but i’m truly not.” he spoke, venom laced in his tone. with that he took some dirt in the shovel and threw it on you. the dirt he threw down had even more shards in it.

you went to scream but couldn’t, you gasped and opened your mouth, sliding your fingers in and feeling for your tounge. it was gone, a few staples were on the end. this was straight out of a nightmare.

you could feel you heartbeat pick up again, breathing became a struggle as panic grew. before you knew it, a bigger glass shard hit your eye. it went through your skull and killed you instantly. you experienced death again.

if you were dead again, why were you still in pain?

your eyes opened again and you felt a pain in your head. you gasped and looked around, you were at a park. sitting on the bench. when you rubbed your face you heard a laugh next to you. it was all too familiar.

you looked next to you and saw stefan, laughing with his hand over his mouth and eyes shut.

you furrowed your eyebrows, you body still shaking from everything.

“you love me? ha! pathetic.” he chuckled, eyes opening and meeting yours. they were his emerald ones again.

it clicked for you. this was where you told him you loved him for the first time. you were 17 and he was 18.

“what is going on?” you managed to ask, trying to move but you felt pain rush over your body.

“don’t you remember you idiot? you just said you love me! you really thought i felt the same way? why would i love you? why would anyone love you?” he laughed louder, his hand on his stomach and his head thrown back.

this can’t be happening, it felt like your heart was being ripped out of your chest and stepped on. this felt like a long string of nightmares. and this was the worst of them all. you couldn’t run, you had to deal with this.

he then stopped out of nowhere and looked at you in your eyes once more. this time his eyes were black again. the veins in his face were visible and black. he looked demonic.

“when we all fall asleep, where do we go?” he asked in that horrifying voice again. and just like that, he reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out a knife. stabbing you in the heart.

and for a third time, you experienced death.

and this time, you didn’t feel anything.

you didn’t feel stefan shaking you, trying to wake you up.

you didn’t feel his hot tears land on your face.

you didn’t hear the screams, the pleads, the sobs for you.

not even the constant “i love you! i need you! you’re the only thing keeping me sane!” over and over again.

it seems like you died in your sleep, painless, peacefully, and content.

but stefan knew it was so much more than that.

you were the only thing keeping him sane. keeping him himself. keeping him alive.

he knew the game won.

it was game over

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taglist; @yesitsvaughn @s0cial-retard @edgyandbi-michielle

fight with colin bcs he’s always working and high 24/7 but end with a fluff please?? thank you so much, have a great day!

Omg finally a Colin request, I love that handsome junkie. I hope YOU have a great day, and I hope you enjoy, sweet Anon!

Warning: Spoilers for Bandersnatch, drug use, and mentions of suicide

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You huffed tearfully as Colin entered your shared flat, not even giving you a kiss hello before immediately going to his in-home office to get high...again.

This had been going on for quite some time, Colin finding drugs and his work more important than you.

As soon as you started dating Colin, you knew what you were getting yourself into. You knew he was pretty much an almost 24 hour stoner, LSD being a close second in the drugs he loved taking.

It's not like you were a narc or were disapproving, you smoked an occasional doobie when you were feeling stressed or had trouble sleeping, Colin had no trouble providing in that regard.

In the beginning of your relationship, Colin didn't usually get high every single day. He was present, attentive, basically all over you whenever he got off work. You understood that his work was very time consuming and sometimes it stressed him out, but whenever that happened, he'd go to you for comfort, not pot and acid.

The situation definitely fed into your insecurity: what if I'm not good enough? What if you were lacking something that Colin needed? What if he was filling that specific absence with drugs? Was this all your fault?

You'd never get your answers if you did nothing. Though, you weren't that much of a confrontational person, you never were, but this constant cycle was starting to push your buttons. You knew you needed to confront him, whether he likes it or not.

You decided to square up, roughly wiping away your tears and shaking off your nerves. You didn't want to be weepy when you talked to Colin, you wanted to seem confident, aggressive. You needed to be taken seriously.

You took deep breaths as you walked to Colin's office room, doing your best to shut down the part of you that wanted to cry. You barged into his room with no warning, but that didn't seem to phase him as he was already high as a kite.

Colin's eyes were red and glassy, the room strongly smelling of weed. He didn't even seem to notice you, only looking around the room in wonder as he kept smiling giddily. "Colin." You said sternly, only getting a hum in response. "You're high."

"Oh, you noticed?" He laughed to himself, clearly not grasping the fact you were visibly upset.

You stomped past Colin sitting on his couch and over to the record player, harshly turning off whatever music he had currently been listening to. And with the loud record scratch, Colin's head snapped towards you angrily. "Hey! I was listening to that."

"I want you to listen to me!" You snapped, standing in front of Colin with a scowl. "For the past several weeks, you haven't been talking to me. All you do is smoke pot and take acid nowadays. It's like I've been living with a stranger." You stopped midway through your rant only to see Colin not even paying attention, a slight smile on his face as he focused his gaze on a painting on the wall behind you. "Colin!"

"Wha-?" Colin finally snapped his gaze to you and laughed. "You look so silly..."

"You're not even listening to me..." You scoffed, fighting back tears that threatened to fall.

"Nah, I'm...I'm listening, ha." Colin mumbled, swaying back and forth to the music only he could hear.

You huffed, shaking your head. "I can't do this..."

"Woah, what's wrong?" Colin stood up suddenly, genuine concern in his voice, taking your face in his hands.

Colin quickly lost his footing, stumbling and putting all his weight on you in order to try to catch himself, but that only ended with both of you on the floor.

Colin laughed as your tears finally shed, getting up off the floor and speed walked into the living room. You quickly threw on your shoes and coat, quickly grabbing your keys and walking out the front door. You didn't know where you were going, you just couldn't be in that flat anymore, not with Colin there.

Maybe you were overreacting. Maybe you should've tried harder. Maybe you shouldn't have waited until he was fuckin' high to have that conversation. But it didn't matter now, you were gone and you decided you would stay gone until morning. Colin would be going in to work early as usual and you'd have the flat to yourself.

Or so you thought.

You were surprised to see Colin still at the flat, sitting on the couch in the living room with a distressed look on his face.

You quickly turned around to try to leave again, but Colin saw you before you could escape. "Y/n!" He called out, and you could hear his footsteps coming towards you. "Where the fuck have you been? I've been worried sick."

You chuckled bitterly. "Oh really?" You turned around to see his perplexed expression, but you walked past him to your bedroom, but Colin followed.

"You think I wasn't worried about you? Especially after last night?"

"Oh, so you remember, huh?" You were kind of surprised, a part of you hoped he'd forget, but you never were that lucky.

"Of course. What? Were you hoping I'd forget?"

Despite everything, he could always read your mind.

You sighed heavily, rubbing your hands over your face in frustration. You didn't want to have to repeat yourself, but you felt it necessary. "Colin...I feel like you don't love me anymore..."

Colin furrowed his brows, looking at you like you had just said the most ridiculous thing in the universe. "Why? Why would you ever think that?"

"In case you haven't noticed, we barely ever talk to each other anymore. All you do is work and get high, I can't remember the last time we actually had a conversation."

"Y/n, you know how time consuming my job is, and you know I get high all the time."

"When we first started dating, you only smoked pot like, twice a day. Now, you always have a blunt in your mouth, and you take acid almost every night. That didn't happen before, Colin. You can't tell me that you didn't realize that."

Colin sighed, avoiding your gaze. He didn't know what to say.

"Is it because of me?" You finally asked. "Am I the reason you feel the need to get high all the time, is that it? If it is then...you shouldn't have to deal with me."

Colin quickly shook his head, taking your hands in his. "No! No, that's not it at all! It's not..."

"Then why, Colin?"

It's not like Colin could really tell you the truth, you wouldn't understand and he wouldn't want to burden you with that knowledge. He couldn't tell you about everything he's done and seen, then you'd only worry for him more. No, he couldn't tell you the truth, but he could partially.

"I used to have this friend, his name was Stefan. About a month ago, I found out that he killed himself..." Colin sighed. "He was...probably my only friend, and now he's gone."

Your heart sunk, tears immediately coming to your eyes. You felt how much pain Colin must've been in just from him telling you. You quickly enveloped him in a hug, as comforting as you could. "I'm so sorry, Colin. I had no idea."

Colin soon wrapped his arms around you, accepting your warm embrace when he himself felt so cold. "I've been too afraid to talk about it, with anyone. It would just make it more real. I thought...taking all the drugs would help. But no matter how much acid I took, or weed I smoked...those bad feelings would still be there."

You couldn't find the right words to respond with, so you just hugged your love tighter, hoping and praying it might be enough. Colin burying his face in your neck, and you could feel light wet droplets hitting your skin. It would be barely noticeable to most people, but you noticed instantly. You've never seen Colin cry, or show that much emotion, so you couldn't help but feel a sense or relief and honor that he felt comfortable enough to open up and be vulnerable with you. The realization finally forced your tears to fall.

"I'm sorry..." Colin whispered, "I never wanted you to feel like it was something you did."

"You don't have to apologize, love. You're grieving, trying to process what happened. I understand now. And if you'd let me, I'd really like to do whatever I can to help you through this."

Colin looked down sheepishly, slightly playing with the end of your shirt sleeve. "Just stay with me?"

You smiled sympathetically, bringing Colin's head down gently to place a loving kiss on his forehead. "Of course."

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Poor angsty babies

can you please write riding colin or just fuck in his home office to distract him from stress bcs of the game :D thank you

Oh...of course😏I made it f!reader if that's okay!

Also, I got a little carried away and added some sadomasochist vibes in this one...and blood. So, may want to skip this one if you're not down with that!

NSFW WARNING - MINORS DNI (and you know what, maybe nobody read this cause i'm lowkey embarrassed lol)

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Colin had been working on his new game ever since he got home, and you were starting to get frustrated.

You and Colin hadn't been able to see each other all the time due to your work schedule, and now that you finally had time off, Colin had none. And that would not work out well because of each others...appetites for one another.

You wouldn't necessarily call yourself, or Colin, a nymphomaniac, but you did overindulge from time to time. And you absolutely could not live without that occasional overindulgence, and you knew Colin couldn't either.

You smirked as you saw Colin with his head in his hands at his desk, his computer showing yet another buffer error in his game.

You snaked your arms around Colin's shoulders from behind him. "Frustrated, darling?"

Colin huffed. "You have no idea."

"How about I fix that for you?" You whispered seductively, running your tongue along the helix of his ear, a satisfied smile coming to your lips as you forced a shiver out of him.

Colin forced himself not to smirk, swallowing a sigh that he always let out when he knew you wanted him. He wanted you too, but he wanted to make you beg first. "I have to fix this, Y/n. I don't have the time tonight."

You narrowed your eyes in suspicion, humming in thought. "I don't think you're being serious." You let your hands wander down his torso, placing kisses on the back of his neck. But before you got halfway, Colin pushed your hands away.

"Not tonight, Y/n. Let me work."

Ah, so that's the game he wanted to play tonight. Well, you'd just have to play some games of your own.

You quickly stripped down, the sound of your clothes hitting the floor gaining Colin's attention. "What do you think you're doing?"

You smirked, taking a seat on the loveseat in his office across from him, spreading your legs and rubbing your hands over your breasts. "Well, if you're not gonna satisfy me, I'll just have to do it myself."

Colin tried to show no emotion as you put two of your fingers in your mouth, sucking on them and getting them wet. You knew he was trying to fight the urge of taking you right then and there, but you knew you still had some work to do to get him to break. But if his fogged up glasses were any indication, you were positive he'd break first.

Colin silently sucked in a breath as you started to trail your fingers down your body, biting your lip as you pushed both of them inside you. He quickly turned back around in his chair, determined not to give in. He could hold out. He was strong-willed. You would be begging for him first. But Colin quickly felt his pants getting tighter as he heard the squelching sounds that came from behind him as you finger fucked yourself, sighing and whining wantonly. He tried to ignore the cute little gasps that escaped your lips when you started to rub your clit.

"I wish these were your fingers touching me like this, Colin." You moaned, causing Colin to dig his nails into the palms of his hands.

"Fuck." Colin spat, slamming his hands flat on his desk, finally standing up from his chair and stomping towards you. He quickly slapped your hands away from your dripping cunt harshly, grabbing a fistful of your hair and crashing his lips onto yours.

You yelped as Colin bit down on your bottom lip roughly, cutting into the soft flesh and drawing blood, both you and Colin tasting the coppery tang on your tongues as they fought each other. He soon replaced your fingers with his, easily slipping three of his fingers inside you, chuckling darkly as he felt you squeeze around him.

"This what you wanted, pet?" Colin growled, forcing a cry out of you as he thrusted his digits in and out of you roughly, his bloodied lips smirking as he saw a couple tears run down your face. "What? Can't take it?" He then pulled you down from the loveseat onto your knees, hastily taking his hardened cock out. "Take this instead."

Colin forced your mouth open, stuffing it with his dick, quickly making you gag as he hit the back of your throat again and again, finally stopping to let you breathe. "Sometimes it's hard for me to decide which I like better, your mouth or your cunt. Both take me so well." He thrusted into your mouth again, groaning loudly as you sucked him, ripping off his own shirt.

Colin gasped as you grabbed his balls tightly, standing up and wrapping your other hand around his throat even tighter. "This wasn't how it was supposed to go, my dear." You pushed him down on the loveseat roughly, quickly straddling him before he had the chance to move. "Darling, you've been working all day, you must be starving, hmm?" You moved so you straddled the bottom half of his face, lowering yourself down onto him, his tongue quick to lap up your arousal and his eyes staring up at you with longing.

You moaned loudly, grabbing onto Colin's bleached hair as you rode his tongue, the momentum of touching yourself and the added pleasure from Colin getting you so close to your release. "Fuck, I'm so close." You exclaimed, the lower half of your body flushing with an intense heat as your muscles tensed up, soon untensing along with the climax that made you let out a loud moan.

You cried out as Colin kept tonguing at your overstimulated clit, the pleasure quickly becoming painful. "Colin, stop, please!" You whined. "It's too much!" You squirmed vigorously, trying to escape his relentless hold on you. "Please, baby, please...I can't take it..." You begged, letting out a sigh of relief when Colin finally stopped. But the overstimulation didn't stop you from going back to pleasure him, ripping off his pants and underwear, and rubbing your hand up and down his erection.

"Resilient, aren't you?" Colin smirked, throwing his head back as you sucked on the head of his cock.

You soon stopped, moving to straddle him once again, lining up his cock with your entrance. Colin let out another groan as you lowered yourself onto him. "Fuck, Y/n. Forget what I said before, I love your pussy more than your mouth."

"What a relief." You sassed, rolling your hips to elicit a moan from the man beneath you. "I love seeing you like this, at my mercy."

Colin raised a brow. "At your mercy?" He chuckled. "I don't think-" You grabbed a hold of his balls once more, rendering him speechless and only able to whimper, just how you wanted him.

"Keep this up, darling, and I won't let you come at all. Maybe you should start behaving." You smirked when Colin finally shut his mouth, causing you to reward him by slowly bouncing up and down on his cock.

Colin whined at your slow pace, trying desperately to keep himself from plowing into you. "Fuck, you're gonna kill me, Y/n...can you go a little faster?"

"Sorry, what was that?" You teased.

"Can you move faster?" Colin asked with a raised voice.

"Maybe...if you beg."

Colin gently slammed the back of his head onto the couch cushion beneath him, annoyed with your teasing but also annoyed at how quickly he decided to obey you. "Please, Y/n, can you move a bit faster? Please."

You leaned down and kissed him roughly, just like he had done to you, biting down hard enough to draw blood. You wrapped one of your hands around his throat as you sat back up, bouncing on his cock at a vigorous pace. You smirked as Colin let out strangled moans, admiring the way the blood from your lips mixed with his.

You gasped as Colin grabbed onto your hips roughly, flipping you over so that you were beneath him, and started thrusting in and out of you like his life depended on it, causing you to squeal. "Colin!" You cried.

"You didn't think I'd let you get away with that, did you? This cunt belongs to me, and I'll do what I damn please with it." Colin lightly slapped you across the cheek, roughly grabbing your jaw with one hand and forcing you to look up at him. "Do you understand me, darling?" He grinned darkly. You nodded, causing Colin to slap you again, a little harder this time. "Use your words, slut."

"Yes, Colin!"

"Good girl." He let go of your jaw, using one hand to hold himself up and the other to grip onto your hip tightly, surely tight enough to form bruises. You almost screamed when he started to rub your still oversensitive clit, added with his relentless thrusting, you felt like you were going to die. "You're gonna come for me again, okay? I wanna feel you come around me."

You didn't think you could, but Colin had a way of getting your body to do what he wanted.

Colin kissed you sweetly and delicately, a great contrast from how rough he was being on your pussy. That juxtapose caused shocks to pulsate through your core, the pleasure you felt making you dig your nails into Colin's back, causing him to groan from the delicious sting. "You're close, baby, I can feel it." Colin smiled breathlessly. "I am too."

You finally let out a strangled scream as your second orgasm seemed to knock the lifeforce out of you, the intensity of it making your vision go hazy for a few seconds, leaving you limp and drained of energy. All you could do was whine and whimper as Colin chased his own orgasm, exhaling shakily as he released inside you and pulling out to watch it leak out of your wrecked cunt with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Are you okay?" Colin asked as he gently caressed the slightly red mark on your face.

You smiled lazily, pulling him down to kiss him softly.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"I guess you'll have to get back to work now?" You huffed.

Colin hummed in thought, looking back at his computer then back to you. "Nah. Let's just go to bed, yeah?"

You grinned happily as Colin picked you up like a princess, carrying you to the bedroom.

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yup, definitely got a little carried away...yikes, sorry bout that😳🤦🏻‍♀️ But like, I also watched those movies Nymphomaniac I & II and...yeah, sure, I'll use that as an excuse

Coming Out - Colin Ritman (Bandersnatch)

This was such a cute ask, I tried not to project what I would want if I were to come out to a friend, tried to make it as Colin-y as possible lmao. Anyway, thanks sweet Anon, I enjoyed writing it!

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia, hate crimes, Colin acting like Colin (mostly), and drug use

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You were so nervous, palms sweaty and a layer of skin on your bottom lip freshly chewed off as you anxiously watched buildings and trees pass by from your window seat on the bus.

In an another world, this would've been easier, simple. But unfortunately, the time you lived in was less than simple.

Every day you heard horror stories of people getting beaten to death, kicked out of their homes, shunned by friends and families, so you felt justified in your nervousness for wanting to finally come out. You just couldn't live like this anymore, at least, not to your best friend.

You had been friends with Colin for years now, everything just made sense when you first met him. It was magical how quickly the two of you bonded, it was almost like you were soul mates. But that feeling didn't make it any easier when you decided you wanted to share your deepest secret with him.

In your heart, you might've known that Colin would never stop being your friend just because you were attracted to women. Colin was one of the most progressive people you ever met. But this kind of thing wasn't really talked about often, if so, it would be discussed in private in hushed whispers even if nobody else was in the room. You knew how your parents felt about it, thinking it's unnatural and never hesitating to throw around every homophobic slur imaginable. It was a good thing you were able to provide for yourself, so you didn't have to worry about being thrown out on the streets. But Colin was your chosen family, and being rejected by him would feel a lot worse.

You arrived at Colin's flat, the bus ride over feeling like it was over too fast. You thought you'd have more time to hype yourself up. Despite your intense nervousness, you put one foot in front of the other, trying not to think about why you were there, but just that you were visiting your best friend. Tried to ignore your rapidly pounding heart, how acutely aware you were of your heavy breathing, the puffs of air being visible in the cold weather.

As soon as Colin opened his front door, he immediately took notice of your state. "You good, mate?" He asked.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Yeah. It's just really fuckin' cold out." You laughed dryly.

Colin could tell you were lying, but he kept a neutral expression. "Well, come in then. I'll fix you some tea." You smirked slightly, knowing it wouldn't be just tea. But maybe it would relax you a little, so you didn't refuse.

You sipped on your tea while watching Colin work on his latest game, already feeling the effects of whatever drug he laced it in, it was a pretty relaxing one due to how calm you started to feel. But that one reason you agreed to hang out with him still floated around in your mind, and you wondered if it would be better to get it over with or build up to it with conversation.

"So..." You dragged out, "do anything fun recently?" Colin immediately looked at you in confusion, feeling the underlying judgment in his expression. Yeah, you weren't one to make small talk. You sighed, putting down your mug on the table that sat in his office, your nerves coming back in full force that even drugs couldn't save you from.

"Just tell me whatever the fuck's on your mind, mate." Colin spat out, obviously annoyed. "You tell me everything, what's so different this time?"

You chuckled nervously, most people finding his bluntness rude but you found it as a sign of trust between the two of you, he was never afraid to speak his mind around you. "It's kinda hard to talk about, for me, at least."

Colin's eyes softened briefly when he saw how nervous you actually were, he had a sense of it when you first arrived, but he could clearly see how much your hands were shaking as they rubbed together. He probably should've been a bit more sympathetic. "How long have we've been best friends?"

"Uh, almost five years now, I believe." You answered.

"If I can put up with you for as long as I have, what makes you think that'll change any time soon?" That's the best he could do, but he tried. You giggled, which he took as a good sign that he didn't fuck up his words too much.

"Well," You started with a stutter, "there's something about myself that I haven't told you yet. Since we've been friends for so long, I've started to feel guilty about keeping this from you. I'm, uh...I'm attracted to women...only women." There, you said it, but you didn't expect such a weight to be lifted off your shoulders, but it happened. You felt like you could finally take a deep breath, but you still tried to focus on Colin's reaction, if he even had one.

"Cool. So, that's it?" He said simply, leaving you shocked.

"What do you mean that's it?" You asked, slightly offended.

"I thought you were gonna tell me that you murdered someone or something."

"Wait, wait, wait...did you know?"

"No."

"And you're not, like, shocked?"

"Why would I be? You're still you, preferring one gender to another isn't gonna change that, not for me. What? Were you expecting me to want to stone you or something?"

"Well, no. It's just, not many people accept people like me."

"Y/n, really. You know me. You know I'd accept you for whoever you are. I'd accept you even if you did murder someone, I'd even help you bury the body." Colin chuckled dryly, bringing a joint to his mouth and lighting it, taking a long drag before turning to look at you again. You still had a slightly shocked expression on your face, and he felt the need to say something else. "Look, I," He sighed, "I'm no good at emotions and all that shit, but I do hope you believe me when I say that I do accept you for who you are."

You smiled softly. "Of course I do." You grabbed onto his hand and squeezed lightly. "Thank you, Colin, really. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He pulled his hand away in annoyance, but even he couldn't hide the small smile that made its way onto his lips.

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Gotta love short and sweet, well, I love short and sweet. Hope you enjoyed it, at least. Sigh...if only everybody was like Colin

Omg could you like ,,, 🤞 write something ab jealous colin ritman like someone flirting w reader or something like that up to your imagination (cuz you have a big one ) It can lead to smut or angst grr doesn’t really matter just want some juicy colin fanfics cuz there’s like zero of them 😭💔

Yeth❤ Also, didn't know if you wanted F!Reader or not so I just didn't mention any pronouns, just to be safe

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), gagging, slight choking, spitting, possibly degradation (if you squint), Colin being a dom (but we already knew that he was), pining, jealousy, possessiveness, angst, mentions of drug use

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Never in your life have you seen Colin Ritman jealous, about anything, especially when concerning you. So maybe that's why it took so long for you to figure out what exactly had ruffled his feathers.

You had started working at Tuckersoft a few years ago, as an assistant to the man himself, Mohan Thakur. You were supposed to be a video game programmer, but you apparently had to "earn" your position. You were used to it though, being underestimated, so you were the best damn assistant to ever work at the place.

When you finally got promoted to be what you actually signed up for, that's when you met Colin. He was blunt, sarcastic, undiplomatic, and those were his best qualities, but you found him oddly pleasant to be around. Sure, he wasn't that great at being emotional supportive in any regard, but he was loyal, and that was enough for you.

You and Colin would often smoke dope together, work on side projects, and just bitch about Thakur behind his back. It was nice, just spending time with him. When he finally told you that he had a kid, you felt like you leveled up in your friendship. He actually trusted you, and you knew you could trust him. After that, it didn't take long for you to fall for him. He wasn't the typical person you'd fancy, but it's not like you had a choice in the matter.

You would try to bring it up sometimes, just subtle hints here and there that may suggest you would like to be more than friends, but the man was totally oblivious. You felt your heart almost break in two when he told you that he and Kitty were going to try to work things out for the sake of Pearl. You couldn't exactly say that you weren't okay with that, you had no right to, you weren't his and he wasn't yours. You had no choice but to sit back and watch as he slowly distanced himself away from you over time, and you felt like a shell of a person. You'd still see him at work, but you'd rarely ever talk to each other, only a simple greeting to one another in the morning then sitting silently at your own desks.

You couldn't bare to ask him how things were going with him and Kitty, and you weren't sure if you even wanted to know. Colin told you had often she'd get into arguments with him, over anything and nothing at all. It definitely didn't seem like a healthy and loving relationship, but you knew that you had to keep your mouth shut, no matter how much it hurt.

You had your interest peaked when Thakur hired a new assistant, a handsome one at that, not as handsome as Colin though. But if you couldn't have Colin, maybe you'd just have to start talking to this new guy. You quickly noticed how he had his eye on you when he got the tour of the building, giving you a small smirk as he passed by your desk. It made your stomach flutter with butterflies, but not the good kind. It was more of a disgust, almost nauseating. But if you were going to get over Colin, you had to tolerate it, at least for now until you could find someone you could actually see yourself being with.

For Colin, he couldn't have been more furious when he saw this new assistant talking to you at your desk, wearing a smile to show off his pearly white teeth and his perfectly coiffed hair, looking you up and down like you were a piece meat just waiting to be devoured. Being the perceptive man he was, he could see how uncomfortable you were, your body language giving it away easily. How your body stiffened, your weary smiles, how you almost flinched as he moved a piece of hair out of your face. No, no, he needed to shut that shit down.

You couldn't have been more thankful as Colin made his way over to your desk, giving you a tight lipped smile. "Hey, Y/n, could you help me out? Got that buffer error again." He faked a frustrated huff.

"We're in the middle of something, mate." The new guy chuckled, looking back and forth between you and Colin.

Colin's face fell, a deep frown setting in his face. "Look, new guy, we have actual jobs here that need to get done. Now run along and fetch Thakur's coffee order or whatever it is you do here, yeah?" The new guy frowned, awkwardly nodding and walking away with his tail between his legs.

"Thank you, Colin." You breathed out, trying to calm your heavily beating heart. "He would not stop talking."

"Why were you even allowing that arsehole to talk to you anyway?"

You shrugged. "I don't know. He looked nice, handsome."

Colin scoffed, his face heating up. "Handsome? Really? Posh looking motherfucker."

"Well, excuse me if I'm looking to get laid."

"You could do better."

"Right, like with you?" You quickly joked, but instantly regretting it as you felt the air turn tense. You coughed awkwardly, "Anyway, thanks for saving me from a terrible mistake."

"Come round by my flat after work." Colin said plainly.

"Wha-? Why?" You stuttered, but you didn't get an answer as Colin walked back to his desk. You spend the rest of your work hours wondering what possibly Colin had planned, and honestly, you were a bit scared. What if your joke pissed him off and he was waiting to yell at you cause it would be unprofessional to do it at work? You tried not to think about, trying to focus on your actual work, but you had no control over your thoughts as you walked to Colin's flat.

"Come in." Colin stepped aside to let you in, stopping in his tracks once you both reached the living room.

"You really wanted to get laid by that new guy?" Colin spat suddenly.

"You invited me over just to repeat what you said at work? I don't need a lecture from you."

"You know, I wasn't joking when I said you could do better."

"You're one to talk. From what you've told me, Kitty isn't exactly the best partner. Plus, you have no right to tell me who I shouldn't fuck, okay?" You huffed, crossing your arms in a pout.

"Wait, you think I'm with Kitty?"

"You said you were going to make it work for Pearl."

"Yeah, but it's not like it was gonna work out anyway."

"So, you're not with Kitty?"

"No." Colin said in frustration. "We really tried but...I don't love her, I never have. If it wasn't obvious, Pearl was an accident."

You sighed, tired of the games. "Why am I here, Colin? Really? You wanna lecture me? Fine, you succeeded. Now what?"

"I didn't like seeing you with that man. Even if you were flirting with him, I still would've ran him off. Because I don't want to see you with anyone but me. Understand now?"

"You...you mean that?" You blushed.

"Why would I lie?"

"I guess, I never thought you'd feel that way about me."

"So, I take it you feel the same?"

You laughed. "For a perceptive man, you sure are oblivious."

Colin scowled, marching up to you and grabbing your face, planting a hard kiss on your lips. Blunt and direct, just like him, but it also took your breath away. "You're mine, only mine. Understand?"

"Yes." You smiled, leaning forward to kiss him again, albeit a bit softer than the first one. "Why don't you take what's yours then?" You smirked, tugging at the hem of his shirt, your body getting very anxious to feel him; all of him.

"You sure you're ready for that, love?" Colin whispered lowly, his hand reaching up to squeeze your neck gently.

"Yes. God, yes." You whimpered, leaning into his touch, pressing your body against his, feeling warmth radiating off of him. "I've wanted you for so long."

"Then who am I to turn you down?" He smirked, planting sloppy open-mouthed kisses down your neck, practically ripping off your shirt to to mark up your chest with love bites, eliciting breathy moans from your lips.

The both of you stumbled your way through his flat, ungracefully entering his bedroom and promptly falling to his bed. You would've been a giggling mess if it wasn't for his continuous attack on your lips with his own, his hands wandering all over your body and groping everywhere he could, surely leaving bruises that you'd find later.

Tugging off each others trousers finally allowed for more pleasant friction as Colin grinded against you, his hardened cock rubbing against your aching sex, the tension dizzying as you craved for more. "Fuck me, Colin, please." You begged, tugging at his boxer briefs, running your hand along the outline of his cock, hearing him inhale a sharp breath.

Colin wasted no time obeying your request, sensually removing your underwear with his cold fingers, raising goosebumps all over your body as he kissed his way back up to your lips. You and Colin both let out loud groans as he pushed himself inside you with no warning, your slick of anticipation softening the sharp pain of the stretch, but even the pain made you crave more. "This what you wanted?" Colin wrapped your legs around his torso, keeping a firm grip on your thigh as his other hand gripped your jaw, forcing you to look up at him as he rocked against you.

"Yes." You moaned, your walls clenching around him perfectly.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Colin." You clawed at his back, trying to pull him closer than what was humanly possible, bringing his hand up to kiss his knuckles; the otherwise sweet and innocent gesture being ruined by Colin forcing his fingers into your mouth, bringing tears to your eyes from gagging on his digits and the pleasure his cock was giving you. "Fuck-!" You yelped, though muffled until Colin removed his fingers, only to roughly grab your face.

"Open your mouth." Colin ordered, spitting a wad of salvia into your mouth as soon as you obeyed. "Swallow." You whimpered as you obeyed his every word, too lost in pleasure to even consider refusing him, the smug smirk on his face only adding to your ecstasy. "So good for me, aren't you?" He bit his lip to suppress a moan, your eagerness to accept his every command getting him closer and closer to his climax, and from the way you had a vice grip on him, he could feel you were almost there as well. "Close, aren't you?"

"Yes." You cried, the blunt tip of his cock hitting that special spot inside of you over and over again, unrelenting and unforgiving in his swift pace, your eyes threatening to roll back into your skull.

Colin groaned loudly, his own orgasm taking him by surprise and spilling inside you, but he kept up his pace, determined to get you there as well. "Come for me." He squeezed just below your jaw, applying just enough pressure to fast track your climax. Your walls fluttered around his cock and a deep moan escaped your lips, straining your vocal cords from the euphoria. Your moans were like music to Colin's ears, and oh, how he vowed to hear you sing for him a few more times before the day was over.

Laying by his side with your head on his chest, you listened as his heartbeat slowed down and his breathing evened out. You smiled as he traced his fingers up and down your upper arm, hearing him sigh. "I'm sorry it took me this long to figure out my feelings for you. I know I can be a right dickhead sometimes."

"Sometimes?" You chuckled jokingly, making Colin roll his eyes, trying to hide his growing smile.

"Yeah, alright." Colin pushed you away, only to pin you down on your back with a smirk, placing feather light kisses on your neck, causing you to squirm. "Ticklish, hm?"

"Shut up." You giggled. "But hey, don't feel sorry. Better late than never, right?"

Colin nodded, looking over your face with a content expression. He was happy, and he realized he didn't know when the last time he could've honestly said or thought that. It was a foreign feeling, but one he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.

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Sorry, I can't write Colin smut without making it slightly kinky, it goes against my dna. ugh, colin, my precious little junkie❤🥵

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