Maybe Send Me Writing Asks I Will Write Some Small Fics/headcannons?

Maybe send me writing asks I will write some small fics/headcannons?

That would be so wonderful and enjoyable. I am primed to write about Mr. Robot and I want a break from writing my Within the Haze series.

Unfortunately, we’re all human. Except me, of course.

Within The Haze

Chapter One: Corrupted File: Error

Chapter Two: Restore_File-Backup_[Upload]

Total chapters: 2/3 posted

Rating: General audience, PG-13, swearing

Summary: A hazy night, fuzzy memories, and deep bruises... Something is amiss. Tyrell Wellick wakes up from a nightmare and has to piece his lost memories together.

There's an uninvited guest and a sinking feeling in his gut.

Ch. 2 Sample:

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Than why had he …?

His eyes found deep purple splotches across his body and had a yellowing afterglow under the skin. They were thick with fluid. The damaged muscles ached when he moved as he twisted and turned around in his inspection. In particular, his throat was deeply damaged, set with a heavy line of bruises wrapping around the front of his throat. His adam’s apple sent a sharp life of pain when he swallowed.

His hands grazed the sensitive flesh, massaging the sore muscles against the sensation.

His fingers slipped across the area, a single hand covering half the mass. It was clear he had been choked.

A pierce of fear lept through him, feeling his sense of control slipping. He really was breakable, a china doll.

He sneered and gritted his teeth, sharply striking himself across the face. He mustn’t be so pathetically feeble.

Mr. Robot season 3 gag reel [1/?]

Okay, after posting my next chapter I’m ready to crawl back into my spot and rest. Please munch on that while I re-coop and finally get around to that “Elliot Eats” post.