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“How can you tell? Me from the others”

“It’s easy. Your eyes....you can look at me, talk to me, speak like you aren’t riddled with anxiety. Elliot, mastermind or normal elliot can’t. It’s how you speak too. You tend to try and be intimidating, straight forward. Elliot can’t. His mask is his silence. Yours is your over compensation.”

Mr robot sat watching you, asleep in the kids bed, your conversation replaying in his head...you could see when it was him, when it was Elliot, he wondered if the others ever tried to show themselves, if they did, did you have a way to tell? Mother and young Elliot? Could you tell them from normal Elliot?

You told him once it was easy for you, it was like walking through a familiar house but someone had moved everything just slightly to the left or right. Unnoticeable until you ran into something.

“When Elliot kisses me it’s like he’s afraid I’ll break. Or suddenly it’ll scratch the part of his brain where good can’t exist. When you kissed me, you were forceful, in a not bad way, just not Elliot. It’s small I don’t think anyone else would notice but. I do because I notice everything about Elliot, and now you.”

He didn’t know how to feel about you. You were a cog in the machine he knew he couldn’t break. A wire Elliot needed to function. With out you he would self destruct, a bomb when the wrong wire gets cut. So he would let you be. For now.

“Elliot....” your voice was a whisper, hand reaching out to touch the empty side of the bed, how long had he been sat up watching you. Thinking. How long had the kid been locked away so he could. He knew if Elliot had his way, you would never see him. Never know he existed.

He felt him shoving forward, the door to the movie theater that was there inner world opening and slamming shut,

“Alright alright kid, I just needed to think. I didn’t do anything to your little bug”

Elliot felt himself come back to the front, mr robot gone for now

“El? You okay? Nightmare?” He saw you sit up rubbing your eyes, the loose grey shirt you stole to sleep in scrunched up over your waist

“No sorry, got lost in thought.”

Slipping back next to you he let himself tug you towards him, his arm over your waist, one under the pillow you slept on.

“Night Elliot” he smiled leaning forward to kiss your forehead softly

“Night bug”

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*crawls from the alternate reality mind space*

I feel like my job is evil Corp.

Might binge some Mr robot and actually write something for this account.

But uh. How are you guys? How are your world elliots? I hope good. Well as good as elliot can be.

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Hello friend.

An: Sup. Here’s I guess a continue of the last thing I posted? It’s elliot *MM* inner world things. Again the alters have there own inner world, as many systems do in people who have DID. So yes.

Hello friend....are you still there.

It’s been a while, inside the inner world of Elliot. He hasn’t needed me or Mr robot. They like to sit in the theater and watch his life.

I did for a while. But you didn’t show up. Since I found out who you really were, someone I made up to.....

I miss you friend. Mr robot says I need to explore the world built for us. The world that is outside the theater and the doors.

Are you out there? Waiting for me to realize?

I’m in bed, in a copy of the apartment in the outside world. It smells like you. The bed does, the pillows. Everything. Flippers here.

She misses you. I can tell. QWERTY swims by the window where you set him when you first showed up. You remember that day? I do.

“He’s probably bored. He deserves to look out at the city”

You were brazen like Shayla, soft like her, but stern like Angela. I didn’t notice it then. I do now.

You always made sure I was safe at night. When I wouldn’t sleep because of the drugs. You held me to your heart and let it lull me to sleep.

I miss you. But I think you know that. You know I miss how you laid next to me, even when you were t really there. You were to me.

Maybe when I close my eyes I’ll see you again.

“Hello Elliot” I can hear you.

“Elliot” pressure on my hips, like when you sat on my stomach. I thought it was annoying at first, you wore my hoodie. But I liked it on you.

“Open your eyes”

I see you, hair disheveled, my hoodie on, sat on my hips, legs on either side of them. My hands on your thighs

“Hello friend”

Your smile is.....warm.

“I missed you too. Welcome home.”

Home....home.

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You have? 🥺👉👈 really. Awe that makes my heart all happy.

Hey friendos. So again this blog is still ya know alive not abandoned I just have been brain dead for a while. But ya know how it is. Anyway enjoy this. If ya want. :)

You were real....you had to be. You were sat across from him, Krista stood next to you, in her home office, Vera was staring at you.....wasn’t he?

“Elliot. I need you to answer me. Do you think we can see Her.” Elliot turned looking at you then Krista again

“What are you talking about. She’s right there. You can see her she’s not like....she’s real” Elliot looked at you. He could see the fear flash in your eyes. You couldn’t look at him, why couldn’t you look at him?

“Right? You see her? She’s.....” he looked at Vera who was looking at him his eyes squinted at him

“I don’t see no bitch here. Besides you. Only female is Mrs. Krista.” Elliot turned to you, you stood up quick

“Elliot” your voice shook.

“You....you’re part of....you’re like him” He watched you rush up to him. Kneeling to look him in the eye as he sat on the couch

“I wanted so badly to tell you but I couldn’t. You weren’t ready to know what was really going on. Mr robot....he wouldn’t let me.” Elliot could feel him slipping forward again.

“What did you want me to say? Sure tell him all about how his brain works. He’d question everyone he’s ever met” Elliot didn’t need to turn to know mr robot was behind him.

“Kiddo, I didn’t let her tell you because you weren’t ready and now. This meth head has us forcing it out.” Elliot only looked at you. He had touched you, felt you, kissed you. You had to be real.

“Please tell me you’re real. Tell me they are just fucking with me”

You didn’t say anything. Tears slipped down your cheeks

“Elliot. When did she appear....when did you meet her?” Kristas voice rang out

“We met.....in the apartment complex, she said she lived a floor above me....” Krista sighed sitting where you once were

“Why do you think she suddenly appeared after you lost Shayla?” Elliot looked at you

“Because.....because I was...” Elliot felt you grab his hand

“Because you needed me. Someone who could make you feel safe again. Like....”

“Like shayla did, or Angela....” you nodded

“I never took over though I swear. Never.” Elliot looked at Krista

“She appeared, because your mind and heart needed her. Your mind needed an escape when shayla died. So it slowly created her.”

Elliot looked at you, his hand gripping yours again

“She’s not real....but....” he felt you stand up leaning forward your hands cupped his face

“I’m real to you....elliot. And I’m not leaving you...I’ll be back when....when it all is explained. I promise”

he felt you kiss his forehead before you were gone. Mr robot stood behind him, Krista in front of him in her seat.

“Elliot. We need to talk about why you think mr robot appeared. The day you were knocked out the window”

Elliot looked at Krista, mr robot behind him.

You were gone, a piece of his mind that shattered when shayla died, when Angela died. You were just another piece of him.

“What did she mean when it’s all explained?”

Krista stiffened a bit

“The day with the window. What do you remember”

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Hey friendos. So again this blog is still ya know alive not abandoned I just have been brain dead for a while. But ya know how it is. Anyway enjoy this. If ya want. :)

You were real....you had to be. You were sat across from him, Krista stood next to you, in her home office, Vera was staring at you.....wasn’t he?

“Elliot. I need you to answer me. Do you think we can see Her.” Elliot turned looking at you then Krista again

“What are you talking about. She’s right there. You can see her she’s not like....she’s real” Elliot looked at you. He could see the fear flash in your eyes. You couldn’t look at him, why couldn’t you look at him?

“Right? You see her? She’s.....” he looked at Vera who was looking at him his eyes squinted at him

“I don’t see no bitch here. Besides you. Only female is Mrs. Krista.” Elliot turned to you, you stood up quick

“Elliot” your voice shook.

“You....you’re part of....you’re like him” He watched you rush up to him. Kneeling to look him in the eye as he sat on the couch

“I wanted so badly to tell you but I couldn’t. You weren’t ready to know what was really going on. Mr robot....he wouldn’t let me.” Elliot could feel him slipping forward again.

“What did you want me to say? Sure tell him all about how his brain works. He’d question everyone he’s ever met” Elliot didn’t need to turn to know mr robot was behind him.

“Kiddo, I didn’t let her tell you because you weren’t ready and now. This meth head has us forcing it out.” Elliot only looked at you. He had touched you, felt you, kissed you. You had to be real.

“Please tell me you’re real. Tell me they are just fucking with me”

You didn’t say anything. Tears slipped down your cheeks

“Elliot. When did she appear....when did you meet her?” Kristas voice rang out

“We met.....in the apartment complex, she said she lived a floor above me....” Krista sighed sitting where you once were

“Why do you think she suddenly appeared after you lost Shayla?” Elliot looked at you

“Because.....because I was...” Elliot felt you grab his hand

“Because you needed me. Someone who could make you feel safe again. Like....”

“Like shayla did, or Angela....” you nodded

“I never took over though I swear. Never.” Elliot looked at Krista

“She appeared, because your mind and heart needed her. Your mind needed an escape when shayla died. So it slowly created her.”

Elliot looked at you, his hand gripping yours again

“She’s not real....but....” he felt you stand up leaning forward your hands cupped his face

“I’m real to you....elliot. And I’m not leaving you...I’ll be back when....when it all is explained. I promise”

he felt you kiss his forehead before you were gone. Mr robot stood behind him, Krista in front of him in her seat.

“Elliot. We need to talk about why you think mr robot appeared. The day you were knocked out the window”

Elliot looked at Krista, mr robot behind him.

You were gone, a piece of his mind that shattered when shayla died, when Angela died. You were just another piece of him.

“What did she mean when it’s all explained?”

Krista stiffened a bit

“The day with the window. What do you remember”

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Valentine’s Day love notes.

HI HELLO I AM NOT DEAD THIS BLOG IS NOT ABANDONED! I just have a mind that jumps around in my hyper fixations. I know it’s techniqully the 15th for us on the east coast but shhhhhh. Anyway enjoy....uhhh whatever this is.

Also in my mind MM is elliot prime because we only ever see MM as Elliot and Fake world Elliot is Elliot core. Anyway have some live letters from our favorites 🥰😘

Elliot *core*

“Hey babe. So I’m writing this because being on call for work means even the stupid holidays like Valentine’s Day mean I get dragged to a downed server room. So I hope this dumb love note suffice any missing me when you wake up. I was gonna try and make breakfast for you but last time I tried. Ended up almost burning the apartment down. So we’re ordering pizza tonight and watching your fav dumb romance movie. Yes I hate it but you love it so it’s worth the almost 2 hours watching the same tropes from every movie ever. Uh I don’t know how to end this. But....I love you. A lot. Krista said telling you was a huge thing in healing and I was freaking a bit but I like writing it. So I know I’ll like saying it. I love you. I, Elliot Alderson, love you. I’ll see you when I get back. We can even cuddle if you want.”

Mr. Robot.

“Hello sweetheart. Fuck me, how did people write shit like this back in the dark ages? Maybe they hoped one of them would die before the letter got back home. It’s Valentine’s Day also known as the day the world buys love at far too high a price. You know how me and the kid are on this kind of thing. Fuck Valentine’s Day, it’s another corporate holiday used to make you buy stupid cheap slave labor made bears and chocolate that’s more sugar and corn syrup then actual chocolate, never mind the children dying to get the smallest fraction of the chocolate that makes even one bar of the sugar goop that stacks the shelves. Anyway. I guess I’m just saying I won’t be here when you wake up, because F society calls. But I’ll be back tonight. Just some routine plans that need some kinks worked out. Maybe I’ll grab a stupid heart shaped pizza and we can watch a stupid movie. Till then...”

MM. aka Elliot prime

“Hello friend....well we’re so much more then friends now right? I mean you sleep next to me in bed, you help me when the emotions build to be too much. Sorry about that. I’m trying to handle it better. But with shayla gone and everything going into chaos, the normal routine is a bit bugged. Do you know what a bug is? What it does really? Bugs help the systems learn, help them kill or embrace problems. I know I don’t say much about what you are to me, a friend, a sex partner, a small comfort in a broken world. No. Your my bug. The thing that could kill or fix me. The thing that I tried so hard to delete but never could. The thing trapped in the blank CD right next to....never mind. Today’s Valentine’s Day. It’s early though, youre asleep. You always say how you hate today, it’s all about buying love, but you also had tabs stared in your laptop about cute things to do for your partner now that the world is collapsing. I didn’t mean to see them. I grabbed your laptop by mistake. I tried to figure out what would make you happy today, do I buy you something expensive that you’ll never want to wear out in fear of it being stolen? Or do I try and cook for you, and burn our apartment down? Our apartment....Krista would call me saying that progress, maybe it is. Maybe me thinking about wanting to give you something for a stupid made up day is progress too. I’m writing this because I have to go help darlene with things for a bit. But I’ll be back tonight. Maybe we can watch a movie, I think the pizza place down the street is doing a special for the fake love day, maybe I’ll grab one for us. I’ll see you later though. Happy fake love day to you my bug.”

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The difference.

So these are the differences I see in elliot and MM who I do thinks name is actually Elliot. Like how mr robots name is ‘mr robot’ because that’s what Elliot calls him but he never corrects Krista or anyone so it’s assumed that’s his name. So I think MMs name to his is Elliot as well. But that’s a whole other thing. I hope the anon who asked likes this I tried friend.

First: MM

He is much more closed off to touch, to people, to everyone. He is very very touch sensitive. Because I think MM is a trauma holder so he remembers the feeling of what their dad did. So being touched is just a reminder.

MM is much more cynical about the world. I don’t think he sees much good in it at all. I think he sees small pockets of decency but it’s rare.

He needs Krista. Needs her more then anyone else because she is his one place where he can say and feel anything. Because Krista is a therapist it’s what she does. She helps. And Mm sees Elliot and himself in her. As he says in the first season. “I want a way out of loneliness just like you”

MM is lonely, he doesn’t have friends, he has people who are elliots friends, but not really his. We see that with how he acts with Angela, and the small bits we get of how they were before he joined allsafe. And Mm is just slightly off on what they all remember.

MM has Schizoid personality disorder it’s in the way he acts, his lack of emotional range, him not really getting signals of people.

MM is different. But not so different it’s noticeable. It’s just like someone mentally moved the couch 1 inch to the left and now everyone is ramming into it.

Now. Core Elliot.

He I think, from the small scene we saw of him, the one on Halloween when Mm first came to be. I think he was a sort of normal cyber security guy.

He talked about how much the govt sucked, he maybe had an Instagram to follow on what Darlene and Angela were doing but he never posted.

He had a Facebook but he deleted it after he realized how dumb it was. He was normal.

He smoked a lot of weed to keep himself calm, he’s like Mm but way more chill. He seemed to have a strained sort of relationship with Darlene but not one so bad it was weird.

He was normal. Well as normal as he could be. He questioned if Darlene was still having panic attacks so it’s implied he probably has them. Not knowing the reason but having the feelings of it.

I think Elliot core is much more open to sex, he’s not a tinder guy but he’d hook up with someone. The rare one time a year he wanted to go out.

He loves Angela, like he loved her through and through. And Mm took that small part of Elliot and kept it I think.

Core Elliot was for all things a normalish computer hacker. He hacked his friends and anyone he wanted. He wasn’t all about world domination and saving the masses but he would talk about it.

I think before the event that brought MM to the world I think Elliot was not normal, but he faded into the background he didn’t want to be seen he liked his work as a white hat and that was that.

He maybe talked to a few people but he was content with his invisible status.

I think after the events of season 4 it took him longer to process that he was in control, and now is in therapy to understand what happened to him, the year he was gone.

He works on his relationship with darlene, and they become close, like they were when it was MM at the hold.

It’s hard, it’s not easy, but Darlene is his anchor to helping him through things.

I think Elliot, finds someone, maybe in a group therapy that his therapist suggests to help him branch out and talk to more people in a safe environment.

And over time they sort of help each other. Maybe Elliot and this person get married years and years down the line maybe they don’t. But I think Elliot tries to be better, to become himself again.

But MM, Mr robot, young him and mother are always there in case he needs them. When something is a little too much and none of his steps from therapy work. He has them. And he learns to be okay with that.

Core Elliot is a lot like MM but small differences, small things that are noticeable to Darlene and others now.

Core Elliot is like MM but more open to certain things that MM wasn’t. Like touch, Elliot doesn’t like to be touched but he doesn’t always shove people away, relationships, he can see the good in some people. Still hates the corruption but he knows not everyone is evil.

Core Elliot is and was just a normal, awkward, mentally ill hacker, socially awkward and not good with people per say, but he tried at times.

In a way I think he sees he needed MM, even if he doesn’t know why just yet, he knows he needed MM to help him. Just like how Mr robot was always in his corner to make sure no one fucked with him.

Core Elliot and MM are vastly different but also eerily similar. MM is all of elliots inner traits heightened and forced to the surface.

They both need the other.

So I hope this is okay on what you wanted anon. I tried my best because in my opinion MM and Elliot are vastly different but eerily similar because MM is just all of elliots inner traits brought to the surface. MM is all the traits Elliot core had to mask to seem normal in the real world.

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Yass, exactly, how Elliot was before MM was created. Or even after (like after the end of s4). But take your time, it's holliday tiiiiiiiime ^^

Ahhhhhh okay okay. So like how elliot was before and how he is now that MM isn’t in control. Okay. I got ya. I have a draft of the post it’s coming along should be up today or tomorrow.

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What would get Masterming to be happy, after he gives control to Elliot? Would Elliot's happiness give him happiness, or is he just condemned to be forever sad and lonely?

So my knowledge of how DID inner worlds work is, it’s not just a dark space, it can be, but since we can clearly see each personality and a vast world that is basically our world. It’s obvious that the personalities have there own inner world. So I think what would make Mm happy, is Elliot finally being happy. Elliot finally being able to be in control and him realizing he doesn’t have to be the savior of the world.

I think what makes him happy is knowing if he is ever needed again, Elliot would be able to handle having MM or Mr robot around. I think what we saw wasn’t them being integrated into Elliot because that takes years and years of therapy, but I think what we saw was the personalities watching Elliot and being there if he ever needed them.

So I think MM is content in the inner world. And who knows maybe he has someone that is his in the inner world cause inner worlds can be vast and filled out with ‘NPCs’ so to speak, so I think MM now has time to explore his inner world while Elliot is figuring out the real world.

So I think as long as Elliot is happy, then MM is happy. Because MM was created to protect and save Elliot from the evil of the world. So as long as he know and can see that Elliot is okay then he’s okay.

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I see you write some thing about Mastermind which makes me happy, cause after the series finale, everytime I see an Elliot x reader I wonder who am I reading about. Anyway, since we don't see Elliot a lot, but we see Mastermind and since you are such a good writer, could you do a parallel description of Mastermind and Elliot? Cause I'm extremely curious about Elliot himself, in real world, not in the fantasy MM created.

So Iike what Elliot is like vs what MM is like?

Like Elliot in the real world before MM was created. Yeah I can give it my best attempt. Sorry I didn’t answer this yesterday tumblr decided to not tell me I had asks on this blog.

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How can you tell? (Mastermind x reader sort of)

[sup. So this came from the gifs attached idk it was in my brain. I hope you enjoy. @edteche2 I just really love MM okay shhhh]

The way He kissed you was always breath stopping, as if the earth stopped slowed so much but your head could never keep up with the feeling of it.

Your head spun, toes curled, eyes shut. Needing more but him always pulling away, your body moving towards his again in attempt to get one more second of the seeming addictive feel from when he pressed his mouth to yours.

This was different then when Elliot had kissed you

when you first met him as some secretary in a soul sucking cyber security job, he was a white hat hacker, and you met him the night he smashed the server room into bits of unretrivable code and systems.

He was fired and the people who had locked him inside for a long weekend with no actual knowledge of if he would be able to figure a way out, or even care if he did, they were tasked with sensitivity and bullying training. You watched them escort Elliot to his desk, pack his things and walk him out.

That was when you decided. You stood up your chair slamming into the wall behind you, everyone turned to the noise, Elliot and the man walking him stopped turned and before you could think you had picked your computer monitor up, and slammed it to the floor, following with the landline, and appointment book you kept for your asshole of a boss.

Finishing with a quick throw of your keyboard at the next closest wall you walked out, hearing your now ex boss screaming at you to come back but you didn’t.

You had met Elliot outside the building, the security had grabbed your bag and coat and together you stood at the bus stop.

You had started laughing and couldn’t stop yourself, he must have thought you were a basket case. But he slowly joined in, his laugh a slow, even chuckle.

“I don’t know why....I did that. I just. Had too. Ya know. The assholes who lock a guy just doing his job, in a server room for god knows how many days, and they get a slap on the wrist, while you get fired it just.” You looked at him shaking your head

“Sorry, I swear beyond this I’m pretty normal.” He smiled at you a tiny crooked half lift of his lips but it was there.

Somehow it had ended up with you under him in his bed, one hand holding your face, the other keeping your leg up around his waist.

He sounded beautiful, his moans low and almost too quiet to hear, his lips on yours, it was as if this was all either if you would ever need...

But this wasn’t Elliot kissing you. No. This was Someone built inside to protect your Elliot, like mr robot who you had met many times, and when he had asked how, how did you know, you had answered simply,

‘Your eyes, Elliot, unless he’s baked off his ass or were fucking, he can’t really look me in the eye longer then a few seconds. But you look me dead, right in the face. No issues. That’s how’

If this Elliot ever asked you, how? How did you know it wasn’t Elliot, you would answer just as simply

“How you kiss me. It’s....it’s like you’re afraid I’ll shove you away, or you’ll hurt me if our lips touch. You wait for me to kiss you back before you fully commit. Elliot is....different....Not better or worse. Just different”

(Gif credit to @s-k-y-w-a-l-k-e-r )

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My bug.

(Mastermind x reader)

[AN: DONT know what this is but ya know that’s most of my writings. Uhhh tagging @edteche2 cause she’s my only mr robot friend currently)

He loved her. He didn’t pretend, not like with everyone else in elliots life. He loved her fully. Her smile, her eyes in the morning, her soft touch when he was breaking inside.

He needed her, he needed her like he needed morphine, she was his bug.

His systems bug. The one that would fix him or kill him. He hoped it was the ladder of the two. He knew Mr.robot thought she was a virus at first. A flaw in the code he had crafted so carefully.

She laughed and he felt his stomach clench, his heart race when she looked at him. Is this what elliot always felt around her? Is this what he knew from the second she stepped into his life? That she was one of the rare good ones?

Her eyes. He loved those most, they didn’t hide anything, not with him, they told him everything she said was the truth.

He wondered if that’s why Elliot had more then one disk on her. He used to let her take photos, let her have moments captured just for her. He had them printed out, saved in an old shoe box.

He found himself looking at them, while she slept, ones of her and Elliot on the boardwalk, in the old Ferris wheel, one of her, laying asleep, the blanket tucked up against her, Elliot had taken it.

He loved her. He didn’t think he could love, he didn’t know much of the world outside the mission mr robot had given him. But he knew. He loved her.

Krista asked about her, he was honest then.

‘It sounds like, you love her Elliot, that’s a good thing, you let her in...’

He let her in....he let the bug in and make a home, in his system.

It wasn’t scary, not in the slightest.

He needed her. Her touch made him calm, her kiss felt like it was healing all the cracks inside him, she was his bug.

Fixing him.

He embraced this new coding. she wouldn’t be just another memory. She would be his forever. Even if Elliot fought him.

She was good. She was safe. She was home.

“I love you”

his voice sounded like a question, she looked up at him, her legs hitched up around his hips, he hadn’t been paying attention, they were in the middle of kissing, maybe that’s what made his mind think of everything. His hand was resting on her ribs, his thumb brushing the soft skin.

Her hand reached up, cupping his cheek, he leaned into her touch, needing it, craving it.

“I love you too. So much”

He believed her. Knew she didn’t lie.

“My bug”

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Dating roger means being able to see the moments behind the music videos.

Polaroids are your fav way to remember the moments no one else sees.

You’re still confused how roger made a prettier girl then most woman you meet.

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Dating roger Taylor meant you saw the more privet moments of things. So why not take photos.

Memories to keep when the fame faded away.

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Elliot/Mr robot/ Mastermind head canons

(It’s like 2am I couldn’t sleep so here have some random ass head canons of the different personalities of Elliot @edteche2 I hope these hit you in the feels)

Elliot:

His nickname for you are the basic cute ass ones.

Babe, baby, hun.

Like core Elliot is pretty simple on his nicknames for you.

He loves to sit on the sofa with you, talk about the shitty world run by capitalism and mass corporations.

Your head in his lap. His fingers in your hair.

He smokes a joint and you guys just chill.

He loves it.

You guys end up passing out for a while.

He likes to sit with you and do tech things

He’s tried to teach you.

It ended up with you guys banging against his computer desk.

Mr. Robot *this gif gives major mr robot is in control vibes*

Mr robots nicknames for you is simple

Sweetheart

Or doll

That’s it. He calls you one of the two and it depends on his mood towards the world and you.

He is always the one to make the first moves sex wise.

He’s the dominant and oh you are his sub.

It’s a thing you both agreed on when you first realized Elliot had DID.

At the start He was not about you. He didn’t like you taking away from the work he was doing and he wanted you gone.

But you stood up to him, and he flipped a switch and realized

‘Oh okay yeah she’s the one for him’

It’s hard to explain

But it works.

Mastermind:

MM calls you your name.

That’s it

He doesn’t care about pet names.

Though you have heard him, when he assumed you were asleep. Call you his one nickname for you

“My bug”

Because you are the bug in his system. One he never wants to fix because as much as he won’t say it outwardly

You are his safe place. His one true home.

He’ll tell you that one day.

He hopes.

Sex is much slower and you on top

Very touch heavy when he’s in that mood.

It’s rare he is the one to instigate it

But he loves to have his head in your neck and moan in your ear.

You tell him you love him.

He can’t say it to you

But you know he loves you.

He shows it in how he cares for you.

Only you and a specific few others can touch him.

He openly accepts you hugging him.

He loves when you do. He craves it sometimes.

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[your-democracy-is-fucked]

The start of a mastermind.

Flashes. That’s all he had of her. Flashes of a bright smile, a laugh so loud and joyful it hurt his stomach to think about. Hair running through his fingers. Her eyes looking up at him.

He remembered the first night he had come out, smashing servers for some far to rich corporation, he had been locked in, the fear and same closing anxiety had ripped him open again.

So he raged, yelled, screamed, smashed anything in sight. He remembers his knuckles hurting. Blood drying as he blinked in and out of reality.

Then he saw her, a worried face, eyes so soft, holding his hands, carefully cleaning the busted knuckles, testing his fingers, none broken or sprained. Her voice. He couldn’t pin point her voice. But he liked the sound.

“Elliot....they locked you in a server room for who knows how long, those assholes deserve to be fired, not you, fuck them. Fuck that damn business. All they do is protect companies like Ecorp and Apple. Disgusting billionaires who can’t even treat there employees like humans”

She was right, who ever she was. He blinked in and out for the next few weeks, seeing her asleep next to him, sitting across from him at a table, hand in his.

“Elliot....” he saw her under him head to the side, his body against hers. He liked this view. He liked her warmth, he had learned her name, Y/N l, it was pretty, beautiful even.

It suited her.

Only when blinked into reality again did he realize he was in a bed, naked, next to him was y/n her slow even breathing meaning she was very much asleep. Standing he stumbled to the bathroom shaking his head, looking in the mirror he saw himself, right? This was him.

“Trippy huh?” Whipping around he saw a man, older, his jacket held the patch ‘mr robot. Computer repair’ blinking he looked around

“I know kiddo, it’s trippy, fully coming into reality. But I’m gonna help you. I’m gonna let you have some information. That woman is the person beyond Angela that you have memories for. Until I can trust you won’t try and ruin what we started, you get base line shit kiddo. Your names Elliot, you work at all safe with Angela and recently a new company has signed on, the mighty Ecorp. And now we begin the process of taking them down”

He remembers the CDs, flashes of memories with people, Angela, his best friend, Ollie her boyfriend, his boss, his therapist, everyone mr robot showed him, everyone that he deemed mattered.

He saved one for last

“Now this one kiddo, is my favorite. Y/N the beauty in bed next to you. She is a lock and key inside this nice brain of ours.”

He saw photos, her smile, her eyes, videos she left on his computer, everything, a small bracelt hanging from the edge of his computer monitor, two keys from an old white keyboard, their initials.

“Welcome to the world kiddo. Soon, soon I’ll be back to help you remember what we started. But for now.”

The world went black. His voice the last thing he heard, before-

“ELLIOT!” He felt his body being shook awake, slamming up he was hyperventilating. Looking around he saw you,

“Hey, hey, breathe baby. It’s okay...you started tossing around, nightmare?” He nodded not trusting his words.

“Hey look at me....it’s okay,” he turned looking at you

“Sorry...I...” you shushed him your hand going to his cheek, warm and safe.

“It’s okay. Want me to...” he nodded laying down on his stomach.

He felt your nails scratch up and down his spine, sighing he liked this feeling, safety.

It was just a nightmare, he’s sure of it.

“Love you Elliot” he felt you kiss his shoulder blade as he drifted again. Back into blackness.

It was a dream, a nightmare....

Right?

(Whoa I’m writing on this blog again? Yeah I started rewatching Mr robot again and made a friendo @edteche2 so here have a story. It’s unedited because fuck it right)

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[your-democracy-is-fucked]

Happy capitalism made up love day (Elliot alderson x reader)

You groaned feeling your phone alarm vibrate under your head, opening your eyes you turned it off looking up at the ceiling. You turned your head smiling at the still sleeping Elliot next to you, you normally woke up before him, you worked early, from 6-2 you worked in a diner and from 3-7 you were filing documents, open cabinet, slide file in, close cabinet, open cabinet, slide file in, close cabinet, it was a monotonous routine, but it helped buy food...

what little you and Elliot actually ate, you shared the bad eating habits with him. Sighing you slipped out of bed walking quietly, leaning down and scratching flipper behind the ears, she barley moved still asleep, 'I take no offense, but I expect kisses when I get home'

moving around you looked out the window it was still dark out, it was only 4:45, you figured Elliot had fallen asleep not long before you had to get up. You made coffee sipping it while you sat on the couch legs pulled up to your chest, your phone showed the date 'Happy capitalism made up love day' laughing you stood quietly getting ready for work. You left the normal note for Elliot smiling as you set it in the same spot, as every morning, before leaving, it was cold out, you were used to the cold, yours and Elliot's apartment was like a freezer, you didn't mind, you slept better in the cold, which elliot found odd, you shrugged its how you'd always been.

Getting into work you waved at your co workers, clocking in and starting the work day. Love was all around, red and pink hearts, special things for couples on every corner, you groaned, Valentine's Day was never something you cared about, never having someone to share it with, after the elementary school mandatory valentines cards kids were forced to give you, you stopped caring.

Until you met Elliot you had never so much as written a card since elementary school, but your first Valentine's Day as friends, you shrugged making a cheesy valentine, smiling at the memory....

'Elliot? Come on I know your up' you,stood,outside his door, as it opened revealing your friend. Once inside you rummaged through your bag ‘Got ya something...well made ya something' his eyes watched you as you pulled a red heart from your bag, tapped to a box ‘Happy made up love day' you held it out to him smiling he took it looking at the card 'You hacked into my heart valentine' he opened the box, finding cookies shaped like computer keys and things, 'It's dumb I know cause it's a holiday like every holiday built to make us buy shit we don't need, but I made mine so the only like giving into the man part was buying the stuff to make the cookies' Elliot had smiled slightly looking at you, setting the gift down on his desk he walked over to you hugging you, you stiffened before relaxing hugging him back 'Thank you' you smiled ‘It's no big, I'll always be your valentine, what are friends for'

You laughed at the memory, not long after that Elliot rambled out his feelings, and thus you and him...were together. After what felt like years you sat on your break pulling out your supplies, 'I need more cheesy hacker puns for cards, I'm running out' you felt your phone vibrate clicking it on you smiled at the text 'Happy capitalism buy your love day. :)' you smiled reading the text. 'Happy my boyfriend has dried up my supply of cheesy hacker puns to write on his cards day. :p' you finished your break the rest of the day going slow, finally walking your way home. Opening the door you called out 'Elliot, flipper, qwerty I'm home' you were met with silence and a dimly lit apartment, 'Must have took flipper for a walk' you changed grabbing your gift for Elliot, putting the finishing touch on it smiling, a cheesy hacker pun, and a few random tech words to show you really had no clue what he did most of the time and it was perfect.

Inside was a small cord bracelt you knew he wouldn’t wear but would keep on his desk around his lamp neck. It had two small keyboard keys one with an E and one with your first initial on it. Silly yes, but that’s what the tradition was for you two.

Silly and far less capitalist friendly.

‘Go out to the fire escape’ one eyebrow raised you listened to your boyfriends ominous text, stepping out side, looking around, it was dark, with random power outages thanks to the new Ecorp expansion getting fucked the next few weeks would be random power outages while they fix it.

‘Look towards the E Corp building’ confused you turned looking out towards the dimly lit up sky scraper, waiting.

It didn’t take long, before you could blink the windows of the building lit up one by one, until it formed a heart in yellow lights shining through the windows. Laughing you smiled

‘Happy made up love day’

Jumping at the voice in your ear you turned seeing Elliot stood behind you,

‘You know you just hacked an entire power grid right? That’s probably illiegal to some extent’

Elliot shrugged, his arms going to wrap around your waist

‘Happy made up love day’

‘Happy made up love day.’

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