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Another prediction for tonight’s episode of Mr Robot. AN hour and a half of Elliot telling bad jokes while Mr Robot boos him in the background.
“H-How many programmers does it take to change a light bulb?”
“GET THE FUCK OFF THE STAGE SON”
“None. It’s a hardware problem.”
“YOU FUCKIN SUCK KIDDO”
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jo my elliot muse is super loud like this for a starter maybe?
Tyrell’s eyes flick up to Elliot’s lips at the movement of a smile, managing a meager little one in return. It disappears pretty quickly when Elliot gets to prodding - ah, forever tactless. At least there are some things that don’t change.
Tyrell relases a sigh that’s more weary than annoyed, and trots over to one of Elliot’s chair. Sinks down, lets the present bag dangle in his fingers. Does he get to the meat of it? Does he dance around it the way he always does? He knows that second option will end him up in hot water. Those eyes are piercing at him, waiting for an answer.
“..I brought you a gift.”
It’s a start.
Ah. So Tyrell brought him bribery. But now Elliot is curious and while he hates that this trick is working on him he also can’t deny his nature. Curiosity is such a big part of it.
Tyrell knows, for sure. Tyrell probably knows him best of all.
“And?” Another short question, and god, why does he have to pull every single sentence out of Tyrell by force? Maybe he’s stalling. Maybe he fears Elliot is going to kick him out again, but the truth of the matter is that Elliot cares.
He can’t stop him from leaving though.
“What is it?”
What you can’t say owns you. What you hide controls you.
Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
biigthings replied to your post:-bangs pots together- please take care of elliot...
darlene: nah im gonna kick his ass
elliot: who the f are u
-bangs pots together- please take care of elliot hes smol and scared
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
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“You’re not real. You’re not re- are you?”
#tfw u wanna play dark things
I think that’s what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the people who could be important to you might just pass you by. Or you pass them by.
Peter Cameron, Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You Â
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Alright, so maybe he’s a little paranoid. There are tons of people out and about at this time, and probably a ton that go in the same direction too. It has nothing to do with him. At all.
And yet... “Uh...can I help you?”
biigthings replied to your post:me @ m. night shyamalan: I will pay u actual money...
someone pay me money to stop him
petition to stop him from making movies at all
Elliot in “eps1.8_m1rr0r1ng.qt” // Darlene in “eps2.2_init1.asec”
me @ m. night shyamalan: I will pay u actual money to stop
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a dick grayson blog
you know what’s unrealistic? Elliot’s smart mouth hasn’t gotten him into a physical fight a single time
Got a couple friends murdered though
Tyrell’s cheeks are already burning with shame, fists balling up in the handle of the shopping bag as he steps inside. You’d think he would learn. Elliot has made it obvious to him before - he’s less important than work. Than pretty much anything, it seemed like. There’s that old resentment creeping up again, but he squashes it down.
No, no self-fulfilling prophecies. Maybe he could get him to listen this time.
Bribe him, if he has to.
He tries to keep his chin up and keep the humiliation to a minimum. Try not to think too hard about the fact that he was here to beg him to come back with him.
“..Apartment’s looking nice.” He mumbles conversationally.
The only reason why Elliot keeps the annoyed sigh down is because he forces himself too. It’s not like he doesn’t care about Tyrell - he does, really. It’s just that relationships have proved to be...not practical.
Tyrell wants attention, Elliot’s attention, and while he understands the need of a partner for their other half to spend time with them there are just so many things to do. He had told Tyrell as much.
Still he gives a small smile even as he wishes the other would get to the point already.
“So?”
