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yns-world · 1 year

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uninvited guest - yan! elliot alderson x reader

title: uninvited guest

pairing: yan! elliot alderson x reader

tags: racially ambiguous, gender neutral reader, any size reader

summary: elliot breaks in but something else happens 😏

warnings: break in, stalker behavior, slight nsfw

a/n: @westernbaby here is your request for topping yan! elliot <3 ALSO I'M SO IN LOVE WITH THIS GIF I NEED TO USE IT ALL THE TIME NOW

Elliot didn’t mean any of this-- truly, he never did. In a way, he was astonished himself to see his perfect plan unravel in front of his eyes. He never predicted for you to be awake; he never intended to scare you; he never prepared for you to react so violently.

I mean, really, what did you expect Elliot to do when he saw your open window? Elliot’s been on the edge of his seat for weeks ever since he met you and fell into an endless well of love for you. Your window was just an open invitation.

But what puzzled Elliot was how did this go wrong? He was always so careful, so attentive to every detail, so how did he mess up so badly for this to be happening? Elliot’s been watching you for weeks, so he knew all of your habits by heart. You should be asleep right now, you have such a long day tomorrow. It’s not like you had any important show that you needed to catch up on or work you needed to finish, so why were you up?

That’s no longer important-- what is important is how well you can fight back. Your reaction speed completely took Elliot off-guard, he didn’t expect you to throw your iron flask directly at his head-- but then again, tonight was an unexpected night for you both.

The night seemed to get worse as you were close enough to throw punches, one of which landed straight in his jaw. This pissed him off. Why were you putting up a fight? You were the one that practically beckoned him into your home.

After the first punch, Elliot switched tactics. Clearly, playing defense wasn’t getting anywhere, so it was time to shift into offense.

You attempted to swing a second time but Elliot caught both of your wrists, his teeth clenching and a look of fury blazing in his eyes. In any other situation, that silent rage would’ve been terrifying. The worst part was that when you stared into his hateful eyes, you saw nothing but your own reflection.

But your own curiosity was your downfall. In the single moment where you took a glance into his eyes, Elliot was able to catch you off-guard and pushed you onto the floor so he was straddling you. Luckily, your self-defense lessons finally kicked in and you remembered a maneuver that flipped the table on Elliot so now you were straddling his hips and pinning his arms down.

The grunting and squirming from both of you came to a freeze when you felt a certain prick in your groin. A hush fell in the dark apartment, but even in the darkness you could feel the heat radiating off Elliot. He was thankful that you couldn’t see the blush creeping up his face.

Such a sick, pathetic creature. To be turned on in a situation like this? But Elliot couldn’t help it. His subconscious fantasies were finally coming to life and he was too scared to wake up. He didn’t want this to end.

The small voice of reason in your head was drowned out by the instincts that pulsed through your blood. All it took was a single roll of your hips on his groin, and you earned a soft whimper in response.

The moonlight from the open window spilled into the room, illuminating the scene-- Elliot’s fists unballed themselves so they rested on the hardwood floor, palms open. His mouth opened ever-so-slightly, and his cheeks a bright red as he stared at you with half-lidded eyes swirling with a pool of devotion and need. All previous traces of anger gone as he lay beneath you, squirming for more.

“Please,” he breathed, his voice coming out in a whiny tone, “do that again.”

With a single look at his needy state, you couldn’t help but do as he wanted. After another roll of your hips, you could feel a wet spot form underneath Elliot’s pants.

“So soon?” You mockingly asked, looking at him with a pitiful look, “we’ve only just begun.”

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as always, check out my pinned post for request rules and i'll see y'all in the next post ;)

#yns world #mr robot #mr robot headcanons #mr robot imagine #mr robot x reader #mr. robot #mr. robot x reader #mr. robot imagine #elliot alderson #yandere mr robot #elliot alderson x you #elliot alderson headcanons #elliot alderson imagine #elliot alderson x reader #elliot alderson x y/n #yandere elliot alderson x reader #yandere elliot alderson #rami malek #rami malek x reader

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ahkmybeloved · 1 year

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y’all will call elliot alderson your comfort character as if he’s ever had a day of comfort in his life

#mr robot #rami malek #elliot alderson #mastermind #elliot alderson x reader

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avcartist · 9 months

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made a TikTok with audio from Fantastic Mr. Fox and it inspired this… does this make them furries

Suns design is based more on the film version, while Moons uses the design from the books (specifically the blue coat version) and they actually fit pretty well for them. The poses and such are inspired by movie scenes!

#ignore how wonky they are #combining flat faced robots #with long fox muzzles #is hard #sun fnaf #moon fnaf #sundrop #moondrop #fantastic mr fox #fnafsb #sundrop x y/n #moondrop x y/n #sundrop x reader #moondrop x reader #fnaf security breach

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ponyosmom35 · 8 months

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I remember you (Elliot x OC)

Elliot Alderson x Original Character

Synopsis: The reader was dating Elliot before he forgot who he was, she never left his side. and months later he remembers.

He clutches his head as memories flash through his eyes.

There she was, standing in a dress, her hair was curled and she had a smile on her face as she opened the door to see who’d knocked. This woman, the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen in his life. All of the air is stolen from his lungs as he meets her eyes. Her aqua-colored eyes. After seeing the note she posted in the mail room about needing help with her computer, Elliot was curious. He surprised himself by responding to the ad and emailing her. Two days later he stood in front of her door, his heart beating out of his chest. His palms sweating. He’d never felt this way before.

“Hi, Elliot I assume?” she asks

“Uh yeah” he responds awkwardly

“I’m Willow, and I cannot thank you enough for answering! I tried taking it to a shop but they wanted to charge me $200, this was kinda my last resort” she explains

“I’m happy to help”

“I hope you’re good, because I don’t know the first thing about computers” she says “come on in”

Elliot follows her into her apartment, the layout the exact same as his. She’d decorated the place well, it looked like a home. She had tons of plants brightening up the space, as well as wall art covering every inch of space. A lot of color. He noticed her large bookshelf, a gorgeous color-coded collection. Her windows had sheer multicolored curtains which kept her entire apartment incredibly visible from onlookers. She had no tv and a large cat lying in the center of her bed. Her desk sat in front of the window just like his own, giving her a view of the apartments across the street. He wondered if they could see into her space just as well. The thought made him sick to his stomach.

“Here it is” she says leading him over to the desk, her MacBook sits in the middle of the desk, perfectly aligned with the planner next to it. As soon as he laid eyes on it, he could tell that it was a simple fix. Five minutes max. A part of him felt disappointed that it wasn’t a large project to keep him in her apartment for hours.

“I see what’s going on, its no problem” he says as he begins typing in a code

“Oh my gosh you are literally a lifesaver, I need this for work like seriously my entire life is on this dumb computer”

“Fuck me” he curses

“Elliot what’s wrong?” she asks

“No I told you, dinner is on me as a thank you” she smiles as she sits across from him in the diner. “What sounds good?” she asks

“I’m not sure”

“Well I can recommend their garden burger, it’s one of the best I’ve ever had”

“Garden burger?” he asks

“Oh I’m a vegetarian by choice. I watched an animal cruelty doc in high school and now I’m scared for life”

“Okay, I’ll try it” he nods

“Really? Nobody has ever actually listened to my recommendations before” she laughs

“If I hate it then that means you’ll just have to take me out again” he says, smiling at her

“Deal” she smirks

“you’re scaring me”

“How did you get into coding? It seems like such a niche skill” she asks as they walk down the street side by side. His jacket slid over her shoulders.

“My dad taught me my first code, I taught myself the rest” he shrugs

“Why?”

“I always found it to be interesting, the power of hacking into something and being able to see all of the secrets someone’s hiding. You can see exactly who someone is, no sugar coating no lies. You can always trust a code” he admits, shocked that he felt comfortable enough to actually say any of this out loud.

“Have you ever hacked me?” she asks quietly

“No”

“Why not?”

“You’re different, not like the rest. You don’t rely on technology to survive. I wanted to know you” he says

“I’m glad you responded to my ad Elliot” she smiles

“Me too”

“Do you want me to call Darlene?” she asks

Elliot stands to his feet and scrambles to his door to see who would be knocking at 9 pm. He looks through the peephole and there she was. He rips the door open and stares at her in concern. Before he could say a word she drops her head as her lips tremble. Tears fall down her cheeks and Elliot panics.

“What’s wrong?” he asks

“My boss, he asked me to dinner tonight to discuss our big meeting on Friday. But he never even brought it up, he told me that If I didn’t sleep with him then I would lose my job. I can’t afford to lose my job, Elliot! I love what I do, fuck I don’t know what I’m gonna do” she responds. His body is filled with rage as he takes in her words.

“What did you say?” he asks

“I told him I had to go and I ran straight here” she sniffles

Elliot pulls her into his arms, holding her body close to his as he lets her cry. He clutches onto her hair, smoothing it gently. He’d never been comfortable with touch before, yet at the moment he’d met this girl he wanted to touch her skin, feel how soft it would be. He craved her like nothing before.

“I’m gonna fix this, don’t worry” he promises as he places a kiss on her head.

“Please say something!” she pleads

Elliot had just gotten off of work. He hated his new job. A simple programmer, protecting Allsafe from any potential hacks. The simplicity of it was nice, yet he craved more. He was capable of so much more. He sets his bag down and sits on his couch. He was tired, after he’d spent the night talking to Willow’s boss, he hacked him and exposed him to the police for money laundering. He’d stolen millions. He closes his eyes to attempt to get some rest when a hand slams on the door, pounding angrily. He gets up and opens it to see WIllow.

She pushes past him and walks into the center of his apartment and crosses her arms. “Did you hack my boss?”

“Yes” he shrugs

“He got arrested at work today, they said he was stealing money” she snaps, he does not respond and stares at her blankly. “You can’t just do things like this Elliot!”

“I was protecting you” he says, causing her to stare at him with an unknown emotion in her eyes.

“Its not your job to protect me, you put yourself at risk”

“I don’t make mistakes, and I don’t leave evidence behind” he says moving closer to her

“I can take care of myself” she says in a small voice as he stands mere inches from her.

“I know you can”

“So why do this?”

“He made you upset, he tried to hurt you. He doesn’t t get to go free after that”

“Why does that matter to you?” she asks

“Because you - you’re everything to me Will”

“I - what?” she asks

“I refuse to let anyone hurt you ever again”

Elliot places a hand on her cheek and kisses her gently. She gasps in shock and melts into his hold. The touch of her skin against his makes him feel alive. This is what he’d been searching for his entire life. Peace washes over his anxious brain. All of the loneliness that consumed his nights melted away. This was it, this was everything.

His eyes finally focus on her own, noticing the panic in her eyes as her tears threaten to spill. Two years’ worth of memories flooded him. All of the unconditional love and support she’d given him. The hours she held him while his body fought his anxiety. The way she would curl into his chest at night, tucking herself into him. Her loud laugh bounced off the walls of the apartment as she forced him to dance. He was happy, he was loved. And he’d forgotten her. Treated her horribly. She’d never said a word about who she was to him. Despite all of his words she stayed by his side.

“I remember” he says simply

“What?”

“I remember us”

“Don’t fuck with me like that Elliot” she warns, stepping back. He reaches out and grips her arm out of instinct.

“Your real name is Margaret, after your grandmother, but you go by your middle name” he says, watching as her tears fall. “You’re a Taurus and your favorite flowers are roses even though you’re allergic. You are my girlfriend, the woman I love. You are real”

“El?” she asks

Elliot pulls her into a hug, holding her as though she may disappear any second. Willow breaks down into tears and cries into his shoulder. Her entire body shakes as she sobs.

“Fuck I’m so sorry - I can’t even begin to apologize for what I’ve done”

“It’s not your fault”

“I left you”

“I knew something was wrong, it wasn’t you. I’ve been waiting for you to come back to me” she says as he wipes her tears

“You knew?”

“I wasn’t sure, but I knew that he wasn’t you. I’m just so glad that your back” she smiles

#mr robot #rami malek #elliot alderson #alderson #smut #love #angst #did system #elliot x reader #elliot x y/n #mr robot imagine

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i-smoke-chapstick · 7 months

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i cannot get out of my mind a crossover for joe goldberg x reader x elliot alderson. Its just so perfect?

#you netflix #joe goldberg #elliot alderson #mr. robot #joe goldberg x reader #elliot alderson x reader

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thefanficmonster · 2 months

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My Fandoms

Here's a list of people and fandoms I will be writing for with some minor guildlines for requesting such as what I will and will not write <3

Feel free to make your requests as detailed or as vague as you'd like.

One rule - NO SMUT (there may be exceptions depending on the request)

Each fic will have warnings listed at the top and in the tags for safe browsing and avoiding triggering topics.

Content Creators:

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Nate Hardy

Sturniolo Triplets

Steve Brodt (Haunted Nights)

Dylan Stevens (Haunted Nights)

Team Theorist (Tom, Lee, Santi, Amy, Ash etc.)

Markiplier

Brennan Lee Mulligan

Media-based Fandoms:

Community (TV)

The Bear (TV)

Resident Evil (Gameverse)

Supermassive Games (Until Dawn, Man of Medan, Little Hope, House of Ashes, Devil in Me, The Quarry)

Hereditary (2018)

Scream (Movieverse)

Mr. Robot (TV)

Marvel (All media types)

DC (All media types)

Bridgerton (TV)

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kassiekole22 · 1 year

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Where Is My Mind?

Description: Elliot has a dilemma: he has been distracted by you and he doesn't know what that do about it. Surely talking it out with himself inside his head will help, right? Warnings: Swearing, Mr. Robot Goes On A Bit Of A Rant But That's It. 😅 Word Count: 587 MasterList: 🖤 TagList: @lorebite, @mornandil. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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Hello, friend.

Today I've been struggling to do everything. All I can think about is you—well—not you. You're just my imagination. I mean the girl who inspired your existence; You're merely just a version of her that exists inside my head. That's it.

I need to remember that.

But it's hard.

I just can't seem get you out of my head today. I could barely get any work done. Well—to be honest—it's becoming like that every day and Gideon is beginning to notice. Even Krista is noticing a difference in my behavior. And it's pissing Mr. Robot off because thoughts of you are getting in the way of things—

IT FUCKING IS PISSING ME OFF! YOU THINK WE HAVE TIME FOR THAT DUMB BULLSHIT?! WE COULD BE SAVING THE WORLD—TAKING DOWN THAT TOP 1% THAT'S TURNING IT TO FUCKING ROT! BUT NOOOOOOOOO! FUCKING HEART EYES HERE IS TOO FUCKING DISTRACTED TO DO SHIT! YEAH, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL—I'LL ADMIT THAT BUT WE HAVE MORE IMPORTANT SHIT TO BE DEALING WITH THAN SOME DUMB CRUSH!

Fuck. Speak of the devil. I'm sorry if his words upset you. Don't listen to him.

I wish what he said wasn't true but—It is. This is important. But there's another little voice in the back of my mind that is telling me that you're more important. This is weird for me; I've never been like this over a girl.

Fuck.

Where is my mind?

I seen you again today—at the coffee shop not far from my apartment—ordering at the counter. You weren't there long. You gave me a quick nod and a smile as a greeting when I bumped into you before leaving with a single black coffee and a chocolate donut—as you usually order.

I know you struggle with social anxiety. I seen texts between you and your best friend when I hacked you. I understand how that shit feels so I won't approach. I'll wait for you to approach me instead.

Talking to you inside my head makes it hurt less—the feeling of being without you. Ever since the day I copied you from the real world and pasted you inside my mind, I feel less alone. But—as I said before—it's distracting me.

I remember the time we first met. I was out walking Flipper around my neighborhood. She had been shitting around the apartment a lot so I figured that it was a sign that she needed to be outside more. And I'm glad I did because that's when I ran into you. You were taking a walk as well and Flipper almost tripped you. You weren't mad though. You gave her a quick pet and I muttered a quick apology. You shook your head and said it was ok before continuing on your walk.

I noticed right away that you looked stressed as all fuck. I later found out it was due to your boyfriend being a dick to you because I hacked you for the first time an hour after I got home. A week later I decided to send you the proof I found of him cheating on you—through an anonymous account on Facebook.

I'm glad you left him after that… He didn't deserve you…

Maybe I'll take Flipper out for a walk again? You usually always go out for walks on Tuesdays around five. Actually—That means you'll be out for a walk right now…

I should go get Flipper's leash…

Goodbye, friend…

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#mr robot #elliot alderson #elliot alderson x reader #KassieMrRobotFanFics

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alcblanc · 11 months

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withdrawing from morphine (Elliot Alderson x reader)

Summary: While Elliot is dealing with his withdrawal, you are left alone with him working on your part in the upcoming attempt to penetrate Steel Mountain. When Elliot wakes up distressed, you are there to comfort him.

Word count: 970

A/N: Not smutty at all! Comforting and a little angsty. The inspiration for this story was from Mr Robot - S01E04, eps1.3_da3m0ns.mp4. Where he is left alone to hallucinate about his life and is dealing with his withdrawal.

Everybody was pretty pissed at Elliot when he told us we have to stop somewhere so that he can sleep off his withdrawal. You didn’t really mind, because friends of yours and you yourself had struggled with drug abuse. So you knew the feeling, and understood his thought process.

When you stopped at the only place you could find on such short notice, Elliot was very quick to get in bed. He quickly took off all unnecessary clothes and sheets, got under the blanket and tried to sleep, you guessed.

Romero was the most angry of all, he thought Elliot would ruin this whole operation. Mobley tried to convince him it would be okay, and it would give us more time to finish what was yet to be done. To be honest, you weren't paying much attention to what they were saying, because you couldn't help but notice how much Elliot was struggling. He was moving a lot and sweating terribly. You were beginning to feel very worried, but didn’t say anything, because there was already so much tension.

Romero and Mobley decided to go check out Steel Mountain, just to be sure about all their calculations. You wanted to go along because you were the mathematician of this group, that was your status and place. You were responsible for developing the software. But Mobly and Romero thought I could stay because ‘’I'm very good and don’t need practice’’. You obliged.

While they were gone, you were mostly on your computer, doing last minute research. You were sitting at the end of the bed on the ground, so if Elliot were to wake up he couldn't really see you, because the bed was pretty high and worked as back support. In the background you could hear weird sounds and noises coming from Elliot, but you tried not to pay attention and not worry yourself. It sounded like he was having a horrible nightmare or something, maybe a sleep paralysis or lucid dream of some sorts.

Three or more hours had gone by, Elliot was still asleep (if you could call that sleeping), Romero and Mobley were still gone and that was lingering in the back of your mind, because they didn’t tell you how long they would be gone or nothing for that matter really, you tried to not think about that. Your eyes had gotten pretty tired from all the screens, so you briefly closed them, just for a second you thought.

When you woke up, all you could hear was Elliot saying, ‘’I’m alone, I’m alone! I’m alone again, they left me!’’ You struggle to get up so fast and you’re very confused , because you have no idea how much time had passed since you closed your eyes. When you finally stand up, Elliot has his face covered with the blanket and is rocking back and forth.

’’Hey, hey! Look I’m here, don’t worry!’’, you move closer to the bed, where he is sitting, still a little confused about what is happening. Elliot removes his blanket and looks at you slowly, you can see he was crying. You get closer to him and stand right next to him, you try to look at him, but can’t read his emotions fully. ’’Are you okay? I’m here, you’re not alone, look!’’, you say, in hopes that this somehow helps. You don't touch him, because you know he doesn't like that. Elliot turns his body to face you, not standing up, but putting his legs on the ground, the blanket still hanging over his legs and the floor. You’re standing over him, when suddenly he hugs you, very tightly. You’re not sure if you can hug him back, but you slowly lift up your arms and comfort him. When he hugs you even tighter and buries his face in your waist you almost lose your balance “Okay, okay, that's all right, you’re okay’’ you say to him, as you sit next to him not letting go of his embrace. So now you are both sitting next to one another, you can feel his wet face and breath on your neck.

All of a sudden you feel weird about this situation and don’t want him to get the wrong impression of you, that you are somehow using his vulnerability against him. So you slowly lean your body back and try to look at him. At first he doesn't look at you, and keeps his eyes at your neck, looking at your wet shirt. It's like you could read his mind and knew how he was thinking about how he ruined your shirt or this being embarrassing, so you touch his shoulder and shake it a little bit and say, ‘’Hey, It’s okay, I’m not going anywhere’’ This is when he finally looks up at you. He very softly and quietly says, ‘’Thank you’’. He then looks at your eyes, your lips, then your eyes again. It’s weird but you feel like you both are thinking the same thing, when suddenly the door opens and Mobley and Romero are finally back.

You remove your arm from his shoulder and you both look at the door. They didn't pay much attention to what you were doing or how you were sitting, they got right down to business. ‘’You know kid, It’s good that you decided to take your little withdrawal trip and delay the operation, because look what we found’’, Romero says to Elliot, while pointing at something in his laptop. You squeeze Elliots hand, before standing up and walking away, to give more room for Romero.

You and Mobley talk on the other side of the room, he is explaining everything that Romero is to Elliot. You are paying attention, obviously, but you can’t help think about something else, sitting across the room...

#elliot anderson x reader #elliot anderson #mr robot #mr robot x reader

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yns-world · 2 years

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I absolutely adored the Elliot fic and I was wondering if I could request yandere Elliot in a relationship with the reader? ^^

Yandere Elliot Relationship Headcanons

a/n: thank you!! i haven’t been able to post in a while because i’ve been so busy moving and starting my new job. with that being said, it would be super helpful if you guys could leave a tip or commission a piece :) i would appreciate it very much, thank you <3

You thought his nervous habits and possessive tendencies were cute, its what attracted you to him

But this is Elliot we’re talking about, and there’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with him.

With Elliot, you would never feel an ounce of love or affection from him. His wall would only build higher as you two got “closer” (you finally became aware of his presence and wished him a good morning once)

Normal Elliot is a self-sabotager, he has always been and always will be. So yandere Elliot will only be worse.

There’s a very low chance that y’all would even date, and even if you do manage to do that, it won’t last longer than two months.

He has a very toxic mindset, his intrusive thoughts range from wanting to be locked away in Alcatraz to having you chained in his basement.

In short, Elliot’s never happy unless he’s miserable.

You could do absolutely nothing and Elliot would just assume that you’re fucking someone and that you never loved him in the first place-- that’s just how he is, and nothing can fix him.

this took longer to write because i had trouble imagining elliot as a yandere lover, but then i realized he just wouldn’t be a lover, period. after i came to that conclusion, it all clicked in my head and i was able to write again LMAO

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i hope y’all have a great day, and i’ll catch y’all in the next post ;)

#yns world #mr robot #mr robot headcanons #mr robot imagine #mr robot x reader #mr. robot #mr. robot x reader #elliot alderson #elliot alderson headcanons #elliot alderson imagine #elliot alderson x reader #elliot alderson x you #elliot alderson x y/n

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bi-bard · 2 years

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Who Have You Been Talking To? - Elliot Alderson Imagine (Mr. Robot)

Title: Who Have You Been Talking To?

Pairing: Elliot Alderson X Reader

Word Count: 1,581 words

Warning(s): READ WITH CAUTION, mental illness (canonical), hallucinations

Summary: (Season 1) Elliot reconnects with a childhood friend. He finally feels like he has someone he can lean on without them pushing him to do anything. He had someone to care about and support him.

Author's Note: Wow. Apparently, this is my time to go back and write for fandoms that I haven't written for in ages.

**Written in third person

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(Y/n) carried this softness to them.

This softness that Elliot couldn't properly explain.

All Elliot knew was that he wanted to hold onto it for as long as he could.

(Y/n) was an old friend of Elliot's. The two had met when they were kids, but life had done what it tended to do and pulled the pair in separate directions.

The two reconnected years later. (Y/n) had taken the desk just across from Elliot's. He barely noticed them, but they had caught sight of his name somewhere and made themself known.

The pair continued becoming incredibly close over time.

Elliot let himself become comfortable with someone for the first time in a while.

(Y/n) had accepted him completely.

They were always there.

There were times when (Y/n)'s hand would hold onto Elliot's. It was usually when he was becoming anxious or overwhelmed. It was like he didn't even need to say anything. (Y/n) would just know.

When they were on their own, (Y/n) hug him, muttering that he was going to be okay. That he didn't have to be okay right that second, but he would get better.

(Y/n) would go with Elliot to his meetings with fsociety. They seemed more capable of keeping Mr. Robot in check than anyone else. Mr. Robot would sometimes just listen to them, give them a condescending smile, and then, walk away from them without another word.

And then, there were nights spent on Elliot's couch or mattress where (Y/n) would sit and listen. Elliot's head resting on their lap as their fingers ran through his hair. No solutions or arguments, just listening to whatever Elliot wanted to talk about.

There were nights like that that were completely silent. (Y/n) would just let him lie there for hours without a word being spoken.

He wanted to express how much (Y/n) meant to him. He never felt like he could find the right words.

He never felt the need to hack them. Which was a strange feeling, but Elliot accepted it. Maybe he just felt like the pair knew each other well enough for that to be unnecessary.

And then, (Y/n) disappeared.

One night, (Y/n) had fallen asleep on Elliot's couch. The next morning, they were gone.

He didn't have a way to get a hold of them, which he had never thought about before. (Y/n) had just left with no trace. It confused Elliot more than it worried him.

That seemed to be the start of a slippery slope.

It's when everything that Elliot knew started crumbling around him. He had learned the truth about Mr. Robot, who had promised to tell him the truth.

Elliot thought that if (Y/n) was there, they would've forced Mr. Robot to tell the truth then. In Elliot's apartment.

But here he was, dragging a limping Mr. Robot wherever the man told him to go after Elliot had pushed him out of a window in his childhood home.

The pair had ended up in a cemetery.

"Elliot!"

Elliot immediately felt a wave of relief when he saw (Y/n) walking over to them. He didn't know how (Y/n) knew where to look for them, but he was just happy to see them after everything that had happened.

(Y/n) made it over to the pair far faster than Elliot thought they would. "Are you okay? I've been looking for you everywhere."

Elliot slowly nodded. "Where were you-"

"What happened to you," they asked, turning their attention to Mr. Robot and ignoring Elliot's question.

"Rough fall," Mr. Robot grumbled back.

(Y/n) reached up to touch the cut on his forehead, hoping to wipe off some of the blood. He waved them off.

"Elliot!"

All of them looked over to see Angela and Darlene running over to them. Mr. Robot and (Y/n) shared a worried look for a moment.

"Shit," Mr. Robot muttered

"What the hell are they doing here," Elliot asked.

"Same thing as me," (Y/n) shrugged. "Taking care of you."

"Won't be long now," Mr. Robot turned to Elliot. "I tried to protect you, son, but they caught up to us."

"What are you talking about," Elliot pointed at the figures making their way over. "That's Darlene and Angela."

"I'm so sorry," Mr. Robot continued. "I wanted to tell you sooner. Things got too accelerated at the end there. You have to believe that."

He moved to hold onto Elliot's upper arms.

"No matter what anyone tries to do, I will never leave you. I will always be right here. You understand that? They're not gonna break us apart again."

"What going on," Elliot asked. Mr. Robot tried to speak, but Elliot cut him off. "Tell me right now."

"Listen to me because we don't have much time," Mr. Robot snapped. "They're going to try and get rid of me again. I need you to not let them."

"Why would they get rid of you," Elliot looked from Mr. Robot to (Y/n). He wasn't sure why. What answer would (Y/n) have? They knew less about this than Elliot did.

"Elliot, listen to me," Mr. Robot shook Elliot's shoulders. "I will never leave you. I will never leave you alone again. I love you, son."

(Y/n) stepped forward as Mr. Robot went to sit down at the grave. They held his arm so he wouldn't simply fall. They knelt next to him, checking on him.

"Are you okay," they asked quietly. Mr. Robot nodded.

"What's he talking about?"

(Y/n) looked back at Elliot when he spoke up. Angela and Darlene were standing in front of him now.

"What's he talking about," he asked. "I wanna know. I wanna know. I wanna know!"

(Y/n) closed their eyes for a moment, looking back to Mr. Robot for a moment before pushing themself off the ground.

"Elliot... who are you talking to," Darlene looked heartbroken. Like something in her heart knew the answer, but she didn't want to accept it.

"What do you mean," Elliot furrowed his eyebrows a bit. "I'm talking about-"

His words stopped when he looked over to see Mr. Robot gone. All that was there was a grave reading 'Edward Alderson'. (Y/n) stood off to the side. They almost looked guilty.

Elliot jumped back when Darlene went to touch his arm. He kept muttering for them to stay back.

"Elliot, you're bleeding," Darlene said.

Elliot furrowed his eyebrows as he reached up to find a cut on his forehead. His leg started hurting.

"Elliot... what are you doing here?"

"You didn't see him," Elliot asked, taking a few steps back.

"Who," Darlene countered.

It felt like the world was beginning to crumble around him. "That... No... you had to see him. (Y/n) was just talking to him."

"(Y/n)," Angela repeated the name like she had never heard it before. But that couldn't be true. (Y/n) and Angela worked together. She had to know who they were.

"Like (Y/n) (Y/l/n)?"

Elliot nodded at Darlene's question. Of course. Who else would he be talking about?

Elliot looked over at where (Y/n) was standing. They never once looked at Darlene and Angela. Just at him.

"Elliot... (Y/n) went missing a long time ago," Darlene continued. "Remember? We were kids."

It was another weight added to Elliot's mind. He shook his head, ready to deny it. That couldn't be true. It simply couldn't.

"You thought that you could find them on your own," Darlene said. "You were collecting 'clues' and stuff, remember?"

Elliot looked over at the grave again. (Y/n) was gone. They disappeared just like Mr. Robot had.

Everything felt like a mess after that.

Every event leading to that point was up for questioning now. All down to the smallest details.

The trip home was nothing less than awful and confusing.

Elliot was sitting in the corner of his apartment, head in his hands. His thoughts had become a tangled mess of wires. Nothing made sense anymore. Everything had taken a shift. He couldn't make sense of it.

He knew (Y/n) was there.

They were hard to ignore.

Even now that he had been told the truth, he still longed for them. This version of them that didn't exist. This version that his mind invented in the hopes of what? Relieving some guilt from his childhood? It didn't work.

(Y/n) sat next to Elliot, watching the man work through everything.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?"

The question was sudden, but not unexpected. (Y/n) simply sighed when it was asked.

"You never stopped caring for me," they said simply. "Why do you believe I would so easily stop caring for you?"

Elliot didn't respond.

"Mr. Robot was there for all the big moments," they continued. "For the plan. He forgot about those moments in between. That's when I take care of you."

Elliot lifted his head to look at them.

He wondered where he had gotten this image of them. In reality, he hadn't seen (Y/n) since they were a child. He should have no concept of a grown-up version of them.

Maybe he had seen some photo that was meant to be an aged-up version of them. Or maybe he had just stolen the image of some stranger he had randomly seen.

His eyes closed when (Y/n) reached out and touched the side of his face. He hated how real it felt.

"I'm not going to abandon you, Elliot," they promised.

His hand reached up to touch theirs. It was all too real.

"You're never going to be alone again."

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Author's Note: I had to put so much extra thought into this. Holy shit. Anyway, hello to the Mr. Robot fandom, I've missed you. It's been a while.

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Elliot Alderson X Reader Angsty Prompt with a brief fluffy and cute moment

!TW: Pills/Drugs (Aspirin), implied suffering from depression!

Elliot groaned as he woke up to you walking into the room with a mug and a small pill bottle, and he wondered what had happened the night before. “I made you coffee,” you stated, “did you want some Aspirin, too? In case you’re having as bad a headache as me.” Elliot nodded; his head was pranging. You passed the small bottle of Aspirin to him, and he smiled his thanks to you weakly. You laid back down beside him, surprising him as he looked over at you. “So,” you began again, smirking playfully, “how much for last night?”

“W-What?” Elliot murmured, shocked. He then realised that you both must have become intimate with each other the night before. “Y/n-..” Elliot looked away from you, a pained expression on his face.

You frowned when you noticed, and assumed that he wanted you to leave, so you slid out of his bed again. “Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes,” you mumbled, “I’ll grab the rest of my clothes and get out of here.”

“Wait!” Elliot called; he didn’t want you to leave, he was just shocked. You reluctantly turned to face him, your eyes glinting. “Are you sneaking out on me?” Elliot inquired, deciding to play your game.

“I might be,” you answered, grinning.

“I don’t want you to,” he claimed, “come back here.” You shyly approached his bed again, and he smiled faintly up at you. “Are you wearing my shirt, by the way?” Elliot questioned, just noticing it.

You winced, and he couldn’t help, but chuckle, amused. “C-Can we start over?” You requested, whining, and he nodded. “Okay,” you murmured, mentally preparing yourself to walk over to the door to start the conversation again. “Good morning,” you chimed, and Elliot tried not to laugh, “hope you don’t mind me borrowing your shirt.”

“Of course I don’t,” he responded, sitting up partially.

You expressed relief, before you sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. “I’m guessing this was a one-time thing,” you mused, and Elliot looked away, nodding gravely.

You tried not to appear too disappointed, hiding your face from him briefly. “Definitely - a one time thing,” Elliot replied, “congratulations, you actually convinced me to sleep with you.” Despite you trying to hide it from him, Elliot could see that you were upset. “Hey,” he spoke gently, intertwining the fingers of his right hand with the fingers of your left hand, “it’s better for the both of us to forget that this ever happened, and for it to stay between us, okay?” You forced a faint smile back at him, and he sat up to wrap his arms around you; he wanted to comfort you because he hated to see you upset. You returned the hug, trying to feel happy, but you found that you couldn’t.

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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

[woman reader] [poc friendly] [The events that take place in this piece of writing are before a romantic relationship develops.]

A/n: I am only on season two episode five, so, this may be inaccurate considering how Elliot may develop in later seasons

Inspired by the talented *⁠.⁠✧@yns-world*⁠.⁠✧

You'd probably have to meet through a mutual friend [Ex: Angela], and he took an unexpected interest to you. Ollie was quite obviously never Elliot's cup of tea, so, you could imagine Angela's surprise when he seems to be positively interested in you.

You were waiting outside of Allsafe for Angela since you were her ride when she suddenly walks out with a man in a black hoodie. He seems shy is what you tell yourself. He seems skittish and doesn't hold much eye contact but neither do you. Considering the fact that you want to make him feel welcomed and not shunned out, you greet him and he answers with a "hi."

Angela inevitably ends up teasing him for how intrigued he seems by you. When he rejects Ollie's offer to dinner, Ollie says, "maybe we'd have a greater chance if y/n came along." Angela nudges him with her elbow since he just now exposed the fact that she tells him about Elliot's untold feelings.

Inevitably, his feelings lead to him hacking you which opens up a whole different door to him. He figures out your music taste, how emotional that one episode of a specific tv show made you, those closest to you, your pets, celebrity crushes, etc. I have no need to go on.

He ends up talking to the special one in his head about you. How he can't believe that one specific friend treated you the way they did (even if it was only once).

"They treat her as less than the shit underneath their shoe, I know you may be getting tired of me talking about her but you may as well get used to it. You lied to me after all, this is the least you could do."

But don't you worry your pretty little head about it, he doesn't let your unneeded friend go unharmed, even if not physically. Elliot releases every single thing that a person wouldn't want anyone to have their eyes on. He sends the shameful findings to you and those around your grimy little "friend".

"I know this may seem over the top but it's something I have to do."

The ghost of his father eventually finds out because, Mr Robot is basically embedded inside of Elliot's existence. Edward criticizes him about how protective he is of you and how he wastes no time in defending your honor, even through hacking someone.

"There are people out there that need our help and you're here doing this for someone that knows nothing about this little habit of yours." Elliot pays no mind to his words since his father can't even be seen those around them and feels overly entitled to things, specifically, Elliot's attention.

He talks to his friend about how difficult it will be for him to move away from home and it's that of his mother's, because he's just moving away from you. There's no way for him to even look through your webcam. Though, you're smart. He only got to look through it once before he looked again a week later and the camera was covered.

Aside from that, moving in with mommy dearest still means he won't be able to see you, no matter how he goes about it. Elliot would still make an effort to go when he's invited by Angela somewhere if he hears that you're going to make an appearance. The two of you would make great conversation and he would even bring up the media he's interested in.

Coincidentally, youre also interested in the topics, but, that's why he said it. He knows his way inside of your mind already.

Elliot isn't really the type to make conversation but he is that way with you. You even get him to get that three-pointed smile on his face. That's just your affect.

Anyway, back to his mother's house.

Remember the time Leon gave him the whole:

"Do you ever dream, Elliot?" Speech (?)

When he went back to his mother's house that night, he saw you in his futuristic dream. A future filled with long lost friends, family, those he never imagined getting close to and seeing the ones he loves ending up happy.

Just before Elliot awakes, his dream has one last thing that it wants him to see. There you are, in all of your glory, sat in the seat right infront of him. Despite the long distance between you and him, he's still as happy as ever.

You're in his ideal future.

He'll make sure you stay, there's a wound inside of Elliot that'll only heal with your stitches.

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