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Grian’s escape room gave me an existential crisis...
Good to know that Grian’s head is full of Mumbo and moustaches.
Also good to know that his two brain cells are a Mumbo head and a Grian head.
Escape Room 1 hits harder when you think about Amanda actually surviving that fall in the theatrical cut ;((
tol and smol friend, tough and soft friend, tired and fearless friend
✨ trapped in a room ✨
I was in my friend unitmc's Minecraft escaperoom!! It was a little tough but still very fun :D
Go and check it and him out! The vid turned out amazing :D
We’re sole survivors. We’re a statistical improbability. And now they want to see who will be the luckiest among the lucky.
ESCAPE ROOM dir. Adam Robitel
Thank you so much for considering doing a ben Miller escape room x reader the lack of fics for him hurts 💕
as someone who always loves exactly those characters that aren’t really popular for fics, i see you!! and i’m going to get to it as soon as possible!! 💕💕
James Riley Appreciation Week 2024
Day 1: I chose Escape Room! I wrote a Story Thieves one-shot fanfiction for it! Link to my Wattpad Fanfiction: https://www.wattpad.com/1454790058-escape-room-story-thieves-one-shot
Trauma Nightmares - Ben Miller (Escape Room)
I believe I will be at least one of the first people to make an x reader for this character, which is like, unacceptable. Ben is a cinnamon roll and deserves more love. Get👏🏻with👏🏻the👏🏻program👏🏻sheeple
! ! ! Spoilers for the Escape Room movies ! ! !
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(my gif)
You awoke to the sound of whimpering.
At first, your thoughts immediately went to your dog, maybe he needed to go out? But as you gained more consciousness, you realized it wasn't your dog at all.
You looked over to see your boyfriend's sleeping form in the dark, but you quickly noticed that something was wrong.
You quickly turned on your bedside lamp, illuminating Ben's face to show you his face contorted in a fearful expression, his eyes shut tightly and his fists clenching. He was whimpering and whispering words that only sounded muffled to you.
He was having another nightmare.
As soon as you saw tears streaming down his face, you gently shook him. "Ben." You said as softly as possible, caressing his face. He woke with a jolt, grabbing you by your shoulders tightly, wildly looking around the room in a panic. "Hey, it's okay. It's okay."
Ben was still tense, but his panicked look calmed when his eyes finally landed on your concerned face. He slowly released the vice grip he had on your shoulders. The tension finally being released made you want to wince, but you stayed quiet because you knew he'd feel awful about hurting you, even unintentionally.
Ben frantically ran his fingers through his tangled hair, exhaling a loud shuddering breath.
You took hold of his hand, bringing it up to place a kiss on his knuckles. "It was just a dream."
Ben frowned, "Yeah..."
It was more than just a dream. It was a memory that was even more fucked up being replicated by his subconscious every time he closed his eyes. There were nights where it wasn't so bad, but it was almost always the same...
Ben was in a large room, every inch decorated in a way that would make you think you were in a rich person's mansion. The walls covered with ornate looking wallpaper, the burning fireplace giving the gold patterns a reflective shine. It felt cramped, fancy furniture filling the room that emitted an old, sweet musk that permeated his nostrils. It might've been a cool place to hang out in, if only he wasn't trying to fight for his life.
The walls were closing in as Ben's mental timer counted down, only seconds away from getting crushed to death along with all the expensive looking and fragile furniture, pieces of splintering wood getting lodged in his skin and shards of glass from the chandelier quickly slicing flesh and making him bleed a bright red.
Ben thought he had gotten all the clues, he could've sworn the code for the door was correct. But the walls didn't stop pushing further and further in. The doors wouldn't open. There was no escape. He could never escape...
But he did. He did escape that wretched Minos building and he was here with you, the sweet scent of your freshly washed hair relaxed him more than you could ever know. Just you sitting with him was enough most of the time, he appreciated you so much.
Ben allowed his eyes to close when he felt your soft skin against his, gently running your thumb across his knuckles. Sometimes he wondered if you were an actual angel sent down to help him overcome his PTSD, it felt like it in moments like these.
"Do you want to talk about it?" You voiced softly.
Ben slightly shook his head. "It's the same as always. There would be no point."
You noticed the sweat stains on his shirt and came up with an idea. "How about I run you a hot bath?"
Ben looked at you. "Why?"
You offered a small smile. "It'll help soothe you." And without another word, you pushed your duvet off and stood on the cool carpet, walking to the joint bathroom without waiting for an answer from Ben.
You turned the valve almost all the way to the left, got water soon flowing out of the faucet and quickly filling up the tub. You stepped back into the room to see Ben blankly staring off into space, most likely thinking about his dream over and over again like he usually does.
You didn't understand what he was going through, because you were never in that type of situation. You were never trapped in those escape rooms, and you hoped you never would. The way Ben described it to you, you wouldn't wish it on your worst enemy. You wished you knew exactly what he needed, but alas, you weren't a psychologist and you felt helpless when it came to his nightmares/flashbacks. But you did research soothing techniques for people with PTSD, and it helped some.
Whenever Ben had a horrible nightmare and couldn't escape his own head, he'd allow you to take the lead and you'd try your best to help calm his mind. And tonight, it was a hot bath.
You lead Ben into the bathroom like a toddler, gently undressing him and slowly easing him down to sit in the tub. You smiled softly when you heard him let out a sigh, the hot water feeling like heaven against his skin. But he didn't have to say anything to let you know he wanted you to sit with him, his big green puppy dog eyes were practically begging you.
You quickly undressed, not as gracefully as you undressed Ben, but you soon placed yourself to sit behind him. You wrapped your arms around his torso, and he instinctually relaxed against you, your warm skin proving to be more soothing than the hot water that engulfed the two of you.
You soon entangled your fingers in Ben's long, blonde locks, gently working out the knots from his bedhead and massaging his scalp. You smiled softly when you heard him let out a whiny sigh, feeling the muscles in his back finally untensing in your embrace.
"I hate these fuckin' goddamn nightmares..." Ben voiced.
"I know." You frowned, giving a soft kiss to his shoulder. "I know...I wish I could do more to help you."
Ben turned his head to look at you. "Hey..." He brought his hand up to caress your cheek. "Just being here, with me, is more than enough. I honestly don't think I'd be able to keep my sanity if it weren't for you."
You gently shook your head. "You're strong, Ben. You would be okay."
Ben frowned, turning his head back to stare forward. "I'm not as strong as you think I am."
"You are strong. I wouldn't even survive the stress of a situation like that."
"You'd never know until you were in that place. That was the whole point of that goddamn murder maze. Seeing what someone is capable of when their life is on the line." He huffed, tensing once again at the thought of being back at Minos.
You hugged him tighter, laying your head on his shoulder. "You won't have to deal with that evil place ever again, okay? You're safe now."
Ben chuckled bitterly. "Zoey wants me to fly to Manhattan with her, to try and take down Minos. I don't the universe has much safety in store for me any time soon."
"Ben, I thought we talked about this. You don't have to feel obligated to go with Zoey when you want to move on. It's not your fault if she's still stuck there."
"She saved my life. I owe her everything."
You sighed, you knew you couldn't talk him out of it. Now, life debts, you could understand well enough. Zoey was a sweet girl, a bit intense, but for a good reason. If Ben was going to help her take down Minos, you wanted to help too.
"I'm going with you."
Ben's eyes widened, quickly shaking his head, turning around in the tub to face you. "No. No, you can't. It's too dangerous. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happened to you."
"And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something bad happened to you. If you're going, I'm going too, and you can't talk me out of it."
"Y/n..."
"I love you, Ben. And I'll be damned if I don't do anything I can to help you." You finally snapped.
Ben blushed, his lip trembling slightly as tears built up his in eyes once again. "I don't want you to go through what I had to. Minos is run by psychopaths and they'll do anything to people for money. I just want you to be safe, at any cost...I've never felt that way about someone before..."
You smiled softly, leaning towards him and placing your hands on his cheeks before fully connecting your lips with his. "As long as we're together," You started once you pulled away, "I believe we'll be okay."
Ben finally nodded, enveloping you in a tight hug and releasing a shaky sigh. "I hope so..."
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Ben is my boy, he is very precious so me😊
Escape the late late show.
Does anyone else think we need to start a petition to get the full version of Niall and Julia’s escape.