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“ 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕗 𝕨𝕖'𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝? 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖'𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕚𝕥? ”

- independent and selective ELLIOT ALDERSON

- promo by @behindaccents

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📢   //   tell  my  muse   ‘  stop  squirming   !  ’ . - Mr Robot (@mrf34r)

AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION MEME [ accepting] || @mrf34r

            STRUGGLING to break free from the arms restricting his movement, elliot clawed against the floor of his apartment. surely someone would hear him, but who was he really fighting. mr. robot was pinning his body to the ground but what would it look like if someone walked in... what if shayla found him like this. he decided to keep quiet, fighting off mr. robot by himself. elliot had been trying for weeks to insure another hacking attempt on evil corp was impossible. rerouting the paper data to different storage facilities, deleting the back door into the system, and covering his tracks. this put a huge wrench directly into their plans. “ you won’t get away with this... you and tyrell, everything you’re working for.. is for nothing. ”

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🔪   //   put  a  knife  to  my  muse’s  throat . /Darlene to Elliot because it was Mr. Robot for a moment

AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION MEME [ accepting ] || @behindaccents

            ELLIOT’S head felt foggy and everything seemed to blur together. he could vaguely make out darlene’s face about an inch away from his. ‘ what just happened, where am i? ’ that’s when he felt the cold steel pressed against his throat, the sharpened edge pressed to his throat. he scanned darlene’s face, silently pleading not to continue. his hands instinctively flew up to her right arm. that’s when he finally found his voice, “ darlene --- please... it’s me. ” he never thought that darlene would actually hurt him, no matter what mr. robot does. but, in the moment, the knife pressing into his neck cancelled out all the other thoughts in his head, “ put the knife down. ”

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RAMI MALEK ✗ MR. ROBOT - ELLIOT ALDERSON 

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@behindaccents

the world is ugly // my chemical romance

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behindaccents .

There was a bit of relief when she heard that, a part of her always wanting to believe that he wouldn’t keep something that important from her. Even before all of her recent mistakes, there had been no reason for him to keep it a secret so she had to ASSUME that he was telling the truth. He didn’t really have a reason to lie now. “I believe you … which sounds so fucking cheap coming from someone like me, who has been lying so much. I know you’re not going to be able to trust me again …. I mean, I’m pretty certain you stopped trusting me long before the bombs went off but you’re even less likely to now. I just – the moment I found out the truth, that she had manipulated me into believing things just to get what she wanted. THAT MOMENT, I kind of only wanted to talk to you about you and I couldn’t. I had no right to approach you about any of it and I still don’t. I did the worse possible thing any person can do. I lied to you, I drugged you and then …” Angela glanced down to her side, taking in deep breaths before she shook her head. She couldn’t do this hiding anymore and glanced back up, facing him, “I killed thousands of people. I believe everything she told me and I did it, I’m to blame for everything.”

             ELLIOT will be the first to admit that he’s not good with relationships, platonic or romantic. in moments like this, comforting words don’t just come to him. he can never seem to find the right things to say. he stood there silent, figuring the best thing to say would be nothing at all. the words seem to flow out of angela, never slowing or ceasing. in all honesty, when he found out what she’d done he was furious. the moment when someone you’ve spent your whole life with stabs you in the back. it hurt like hell, but she wasn’t in her right mind. neither was he, honestly. 

             REACHING his hand out, breaking the distance between them, his fingertips found her shoulder. it wasn’t the most comforting thing in the world, but it’s all he could offer. she seemed so... out of reach, even though he was close enough to touch her. all they needed was time... and they had plenty of that. “ angela... it wasn’t your fault. you have to believe that. ” his grip loosened on her shoulder and his fingertips trailed down her arm. trailing the fabric of the cardigan that covered her skin. “ you can always come talk to me... about anything. even... me. ” mr. robot that is. she could always come to him but.. what if he wasn’t there when she needed him, “ you could never lose me. ”

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He had only heard of Elliot by name before, but seeing him in person for the first time had been quite a shock to Matt.  Looking at the other man, it was almost like Josh Washington himself had come back from the grave to haunt him.  Visibly shaken, he took a deep breath to steady himself.

“Is it– uh… are you alright with me taking a seat?”  Matt sheepishly gestured at the chair opposite of Elliot, waiting for permission before he allowed himself to sag onto the chair and lean one elbow casually on the table.

“Exactly, yes,”  he answered nervously, eyes darting around the room before settling on the hacker again  “They’re trying to extort me about– about this thing–”  Matt gestured vaguely into nothingness again, seeming nervous and exasperated.  In truth he was… terrified. Just pretty good at hiding it.  “It happened years ago, I– I honestly don’t even know how they found out about it. They say they got proof, though. I need to see what it is and… erase it.”

     THE man in front of elliot seemed desperate, he could tell by his body language. how his lip quivered slightly when he talked, the deep breathing to hopefully calm the nerves that were waiting just below the surface. he felt bad for the guy, but elliot had his own projects to worry about, his own life. the man in front of him lowered himself down into a chair, cutting his height in half. elliot re-positioned himself in his chair as he listened. 

     ‘ DO you believe him? would you trust him, friend? ’  elliot ran a quick hand through his hair, nervous habit, before turning his chair in the man’s direction, “ sorry -- what’s your name, again? ” he had to look this guy up before he agreed to anything like this. you can never be too careful these days... especially now since fsociety started. he wasn’t just being held accountable for himself, but for a whole group of people. the man in front of him didn’t seem like he posed a huge threat, but there was something off about him. like he was looking right through elliot... like he was looking at a ghost.

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I was only supposed to be your prophet, you were supposed to be my god!

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“ The only place where different social types can genuinely get along with each other is in heaven! ”

mr. robot feat. heathers (2010) - please do not repost! thank you!

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open starter || elliot alderson

           elliot prided himself on his hacking abilities. it was a security blanket for him, a way to control what he otherwise couldn’t. ‘ a way to bring down the biggest corporation in the world.’ it wasn’t a secret that he worked for allsafe, but nonetheless, he was shocked to find the person standing in front of him at his cubicle, begging for assistance. 

           “ you want me to hack someone for you? ” it seemed like a fairly simple task, but of course, it wouldn’t come without consequences. for BOTH of them. elliot’s eyes scanned the nearby cubicles for a curious pair of ears. everyone was always taking their lunch breaks early… no one was around to hear them. 

                                                         “ what — what did they DO to you? ”

            the question was less accusatory and more genuine curiosity. he hacked everyone he met, even the person standing before him. but, he wasn’t one to meddle in someone else’s affairs unless it was a just cause. krista, his therapist, was just one example.

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mrf34r .

     HE CHUCKLED, looping his arm around Elliot’s shoulder. “ C’mon, Kiddo! I won’t talk about work, I just wanna meet the girl. You’ve been crazy about her for a while, right? I’m the Daedalus to your Icarus, here.. Gotta watch and see if you burst into flames and crash n’ burn, that’s all! ”

       ELLIOT shook his head, stepping back from the man’s touch, “ well, you won’t get to, because everything will be fine. things are --- GREAT between us and for once i don’t want to fuck it up.. okay? so don’t pull anything. ”

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[ i’ve been spending a lot of time on my other blog @choosewisxly, tomorrow i will try to conjure ALL of the muse i have for elliot and darlene and hop over here! i love you guys, all of my parents are awesome and so patient and yeah.

let me know if you wanna do anything on d.iscord ]

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“Fools… Drugs are better than Fortnite.”

- Elliot Alderson

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ooc: hey dudes, I recently got a discord! I can’t always get to a computer these days, but I always have my phone with me! let me know if you want it and we can do some awesome character stuff!