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blahaj-ch · 7 months
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2 is enough, maybe too much.
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8omi · 1 year
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  マーカスとおじさんズ
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hacktehworld · 5 months
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cartierdreamx · 1 year
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Hacked into you (AU)
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Hi! This is my first story that I’ve written in years, so sorry if it’s bad and also my first x reader. This is based on the gameplay of Watchdogs 2, my all-time favourite videogame!! Not everything will be 100% accurate, as I haven’t played in a while and the real game is so detailed and complex, and it’s so worth it to get! Anyways if any parts of the story is confusing because it is apart of the gameplay, like characters and organisations, search up Watchdogs 2 and whatever confuses you and the web should clarify it :), but I am also more than happy to help you out with it. The mapping of San Francisco and it’s other details in this story is also based on the Watchdogs 2 map that I played on, this can also be searched up!! Anyway, I hope you enjoy <3
Pairings: jenna ortega x fem! Reader
Warnings: swearing, light violence, slightly suggestive
*I plan to write smut in this story and it does have some dark themes like violence involved, the game itself was rated MA15+ where I am from (might be different depending which country you are in) so my fic will be 18+ because I am involving more adult themes, if you do choose to proceed, please keep that in mind*
Birthright – 1
Initiation time. Dedsec, notorious hacker group taking over the world, the world in your hands is a metaphorical saying but for them, it’s literal. One single camera gave access to you, us, the world. At first thought, they’re menacing, however, Dedsec takes on the Robin Hood cliché, take from the rich, give to the poor, except it was exposing big, major companies running with corruption like the blood in my veins. I never knew what I wanted, but this was so certain, almost as if my stars was aligned with their coding. But back to initiation, my face, my life, it’s still out there, but after tonight, my name is the past, just letters. My mission tonight, as the initiation ritual is to erase myself from the world, from databases, as if I’m a myth.
Blume, they’re always watching. Blume’s home system CTOS rules the world, it rules San Francisco, Dedsec’s mission is to take them down, take down Dusan Nemec. Ironically, I’m breaking in, well hacking into their security quarter, one button and I’m gone. My breathing is shallow, nervousness doesn’t know my name, it was never my weakness, any normal person would be shitting their pants right now, me? well, just hunger, hunger for everything, both physically and mentally, hunger to get this mission done successfully, hunger to join the group, hunger for food, the juices of a burger, although other juices linger my mind, hmph. They’re watching me, no, not Blume, but Dedsec, if Blume were watching me, which ironically, they’re watching everyone but me right now, I’d be serving time. Dedsec’s running basepoints, making sure I don’t die, of course, I’m only armed with a taser.
I run my scout on my quad crasher, 4 blume guards, armed with pistols, my mind sculps a route like it’s my second nature to see the future. I jump over the ledge onto the metal platform below, I’m lucky my feet don’t attract the loud banging sound. The guard closest to me scouts the area I’m hidden in. One. Gone, not fatal but unconscious, my taser is wired to control their body where paralysis is their only control. The other guards run their area before alternating onto the next, I knew I had to take down all 4, or else it’ll raise alarm bells. Two. This time, my mele and my hands take over, my taser isn’t the only thing that can control, one blow to the head rendered him unconscious. I swiftly move around to the next area, closer to my area of entry, jumping any barricades that restrict me. Three. This time proved a bit harder, he let out a ‘HEY,’ and after a blow to the face, not enough to knock me down though, my heart beating proves I’m stronger than that, though a few loose baby hairs detach and fly loosely as my head knocks back. I manage to slick back my h/c into place, away from my face, the sweat helps to keep it in place. Intuition places the thought that the last guard is around the corner of the wall in a position where his knees are bent, gun in hand, safety off, ready to shoot, shoot me that is, threat eliminated. Four. Of course, I don’t let him, the ability of agility and flexibility allows me to slide across from him and tase his body to the ground before he could even blink.
“She’s good” Sitara scoffs, she means this in a positive way, her smirk is seen visible by the other members, watching from the van, but in true Dedsec fashion, the van’s location is unknown.
“I like her already” Wrench exclaims, whilst his mask displays a digital smiley face lit by from the white LEDs wired in his mask.
“Jenna?” Sitara leers at her.
Jenna’s doe eyes analyses the sight of y/n taking down 4 armed guards with ease, she tilts her head a few degrees to the right and smirks whilst letting out a soft huff from her nose.
“Mesmerised, she is, Tara”. Marcus says as he lets out a slight laugh.
“Evidently, Marcus.”
I bring out my phone, smartphone doesn’t do her justice, she’s engineered with certain abilities that allow me to hack through systems, coded with endless possibilities, my biggest accomplishment was creating her, she was a bitch to make though, nearly gave up. But I knew she wasn’t perfect, getting into Dedsec though, God she’ll be the holy grail, Dedsec’s apps and coding system is pristine, I could get into anywhere, anytime, no problem, but only when I’m successful, I’ll get the upgrade. Nevertheless, I was able to hack the door open, ironic, the biggest tech company but easy to hack doors, once I’m in, I wave to the cameras, I knew they’d be watching me, they as in Dedsec. But every camera I come across I knew I had to discard off. This stops Blume from seeing me but it also lets Dedsec know what stage of the mission I’m in, indicated by the room, or if I failed, indicated by a lack of heartbeat. I know not to rush, but I know how to be swift and still get the job done. However, this mission is time sensitive, there’s more guards than I can count limbs on my body, I knew it’d be a matter of time before they found out I’m in here, and that time? It’s now. Funny enough, it's when I’m in the stronghold, rows and levels of technology wired with intelligence and information so strong only corruption could hold it, though corruption is holding it. So, I could just find the big screen with everyone’s data and erase myself, but where’s the fun in that?
“SPREAD OUT AND SEARCH”
“SHE’S IN HERE SOMEWHERE, WHOEVER FINDS HER HER GETS A WEEK OFF, PAID”
“Shit” I whisper out, now that’s a problem, it’s one thing having countless guards come after me, but guards with a need to get the reward? I’m fucked, but I’m stronger, I’ve trained myself enough to get myself out of this situation. I place a virus into one part of the mainframe, causing lights in this section to turn off.
“SHE’S THERE”
I fight off three shooting guards, I won’t lie, this raises the hair on the back of my neck, the new section I’m in is begging for a virus, so in true Dedsec fashion, I let another one loose, which only causes more shooting, but that was a given, I find myself hiding instead of fighting. Now, I could easily pick up a gun and shoot too, but first mission, no fatalities, my taser, my hands, my mele, which consists of two billiard 8balls connected by a short rope. My destination is in my peripheral, one floor higher than me the door on the right, by now I’m sure backup has been called from other branches along with the cops, so now speed is a necessity. More guards come, but their bodies drop to the ground, they don’t learn. After placing another virus in another section, I’m finally in the room, I turn the screen on, and so many options floods the screen, it’s overwhelming, I plug in my phone to transfer data for Dedsec but then I find it, I find me, my profile, my data.
“y/n l/n.” Delete, hmph, I never liked that picture of me anyway, I laugh at the data they have on me, it’s all bullshit, they have me for petty crimes I didn’t commit, but I know they wont have me on crimes I did commit, this mission being one of them, a crime, but crime with moralities.
Now to find a way out, but first, one last virus. But unfortunately, this one does it for the system, alarms blaring, I’m sure the entire San Francisco heard it, and that’s saying something, considering we’re on a small island, treasure island under the bay bridge, now that’s going to attract more guards. “Fuck.”
“Watch her, she’s going to get caught” Marcus exclaims
“Jenna bring up the site blueprint for me, let’s see if we can meet her somewhere, if she makes it out” Sitara says
Jenna pulls up the map and they analyse it closely.
“Wrench drive here” Marcus tells him
He does.
Fuck, okay, I can do this, it’s lightwork, I say a little prayer, though I need a miracle to get out, I quickly scout the area so see my exit point. My luck increases and my survival percentage increases if I take the highest point out to the roof and climb my way down. Lucky for me, my planted virus took the lights.
“I WANT HER CAUGHT”
“Y/N, WE KNOW YOU ARE HERE, COME OUT AND YOU WON’T GET HURT”
Yes, yes, I will get hurt, if Dusan Nemec, the CTO of Blume even has five minutes with me, death will be a mercy. Lucky for me, their smartest guards are sleeping on the floor, courtesy of me, so I find it easy climbing my way to the top where I can kick down a vent. It’s hot, so hot I can see heat lines, to be fair the mainframe has a shit load of wires and energy and electricity surges through them, so heat is expected to radiate. Once I reach the top of the vent, I break this one down too, the fresh cool San Francisco breeze, accompanied by a crisp ocean scent, overruled by sea salt. I creep away to the side of the building where Blume’s guards doesn’t have their cars in a blockade, once my feet touch the floor, the recoil is enough to make me trip a little, I giggle a bit over it. Mission over, mission successful.
“Bag her.” Sitara says
Next thing I know, my eyesight is black, not pitch black, but enough darkness with hues of grains from the material of what they bagged me with.
About 20 minutes of driving later and muffled voices, filled with conversations and laughter, the van comes to a stop. The bag is still on my head, and as easy as it sounds, standing up was a challenge, the unfamiliar flooring and noises threw me off but two hands were helping me up, the feel and build felt masculine so I immediately assume it’s Wrench and Marcus. As I step out the voices, laughter and cheer illuminates the room and a piercing light shoots through the bag my head is in, the adrenaline is rushing in and my heart beat races, my breathing slows to calm myself down before they remove my bag, the calm before the storm.
“5”
Loud cheers.
“4”
More loud cheers.
“3”
Louder cheers
“2”
Here it goes.
“1”
My bag gets taken off and the lights blinds my eyes, I slowly open them, and blow my lose strands of hair out of my face, the screams and cheers pitch in and now are clear unlike the muffles I was hearing under the bag, and then when my eyes focus, that’s when I see her.
Beauty.
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4kscope · 2 years
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almost forgot how much i love this evil hipster cto
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There's so many things that I wanna know about in both Watch Dogs.
How was Aiden and Damien's life before everything hit the fan?
By the way Nicky talked, she and the kids never knew Damien's existence. Even though I'm pretty sure Aiden and Damien knew each other for years. I doubt that Jackson even know that Aiden knows of Damien. Even then, I still think Jack's is a smart kid and connected the dots if he ever saw Damien. Did he even saw the guy to begin with?
I remember Jacks saw a car and that's it. Nothing about if he saw Damien.
How did Aiden even find Jordi? I mean yean, Fixer's business, but it got me curious. A fan art has inspired my curiosity about it too.
Was Dusan surprise that Ray, out of all people, would be founded with Dedsec? Like, this guy who Blume been after for so long turns up to help Dedsec out? Why didn't we get to see Ray in that costume again? The one in the desert? Or anyone else? I mean I don't know about Wrench's outfit, but still.
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swanimagines · 4 years
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E28 Dusan nemec x fem reader? Pretty please?
Fandom: Watch Dogs
A/N: I hope you like it!!
Warnings: a fight
Word count: 482
Prompt: E28. Admitting something
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You always believed Dušan would never hide anything from you - you loved him more than anyone in the whole world, and you felt so lucky that you’ve found him.
But finding out disturbing facts about his business - what Blume and CTOS really did, collecting private information from people and always having a huge risk for it to fall into wrong hands, which would make the city a mess - was a tough thing to swallow. And Dušan didn’t even admit it at first.
“Y/N, listen to me. CTOS is the safest system possible, hackers won’t get in. The police is immediately alarmed if…. DedSec, for example, tries to penetrate it.”
You scoffed, showing him a screenshot from a video of a hacker sneaking around in a Blume’s building, distracting guards by making their headset malfunction and sending text messages. “What’s this then?”
“It’s…” he pursed his lips, knowing very well you’d see right through his lies. “All right, that’s a DedSec member, but we know who he is. We can catch him.”
“If he’s skillful enough to attack the system, why wouldn’t there be others?” you laid the picture back to the table, still trying to process that CTOS could actually put the whole city upside down - cars malfunctioning, driving over people and to the sea, making false alarms to the police, distracting them from real crimes… the system was dangerous.
“Because if we catch Marcus, we can force him to tell us their methods - and we’ll improve CTOS that way so hackers wouldn’t get in ever again.” he sounded frustrated, speaking quickly and his voice rising momentarily with some words.
“I can’t believe you’re still running the system even when you can clearly see it’s not safe enough.” you averted your eyes to the floor from the picture. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because it’s none of your business!” he shouted, his frustration finally getting hold of him and you staggered back, turning your back to him. He was scared himself too, knowing that maintaining such system which was unsafe and collecting private information from people was against the law too. If he was caught, his whole life would be ruined. But he had too much money in it, he couldn’t pull it back, couldn’t give up.
But now when you had found out, was he choosing his company and money over you? You didn’t approve it. He pondered a bit and approached you, rubbing your arms from behind.
“I assure everything will be alright.” he muttered and you turned to face him. “I’ll talk about this in a meeting tomorrow.”
You smiled in relief, and Dušan felt a squeeze of guilt in his chest. It was a lie to protect you. He cared too much to let you go, but too little to get rid of his company. He just couldn’t help but hope that you’d see that one day.
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yumi-rouse · 4 years
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There is no game without good villain.
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w-4-t-c-h-e-d · 5 years
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WATCH_DOGS 2 AS VINES
I tried to make this as much accurate and funny at the same time as possible 😂 😂 😂 
you’re welcome
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*blows a kiss at a game store* for dedsec *flips off a skyscraper* for dusan nemec
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blahaj-ch · 5 months
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happy 7th anniversary to WD2! and also happy 7th anniversary to the arrest of my guy Dušan lol
post is chris’s own post (the actor of Dušan)
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firecrackerswt · 5 years
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Bonus: manbun becomes bunbun
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something Dusan with number 4...
Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss 
4. …where it hurts.
let’s have some dusan/reader maybe?
“What on Earth have you gotten yourself into now, Nemec?” Dusan Nemec averts his gaze at your tone and use of his last name, not particularly wanting to meet your eyes.
You pause in your search for neosporin to look at your boyfriend in exasperation. Because really? He does some stupid shit like actually meeting a member of DedSec and setting up a cop bust on him, and he expects you to just accept it when he comes home with a busted lip and a black eye.
“Dusan,” you say, and he looks back up at you. “You’re such an idiot.”
He sneers, and then winces as it tugs on the split in his lip. “I do what I have to do,” he tells you. “You know that.”
Your hands clench around the first aid kit for a moment before you let it go and face him, eyes narrowed in such a scowl that a lesser man might have been intimidated.
“You have to be an idiot? You have to, to, to entertain these hackers? You have to put yourself at risk?” He opens his mouth to argue and you cut him off, “No! You don’t have an explanation for this, Dusan! You’re playing their stupid little games and a punch is going to be the least of it at the end!”
When you’re done, Dusan raises his eyebrows. “Feel better?” he asked in that almost patronizing tone he has perfected. “I’m not playing any games. I’m going to topple DedSec, and if I have a little fun doing it there isn’t any harm.”
You stare very pointedly at his bloodied lip and blossoming black eye. “No harm, huh?” you snark.
“If you’re so worried,” Dusan says, “then patch me up.” Oh, you really could smack the smirk right off of his face but that would defeat the purpose of trying to patch him up in the first place. “Better yet… Maybe you should kiss it better.”
Almost instantly, you scoff. “What are you, five years old?”
The pout on his face would be believable if he wasn’t, well, Dusan fucking Nemec and you didn’t live with him and deal with his shit every single day.
“You can’t even give me a single kiss better instead of yelling at me?” he whines.
This man… “You deserve more than being yelled at,” you inform him as you step between his knees. “Where does it hurt, stupid?”
“Here,” he says smartly, tapping his mouth.
“I see.”
“I’m afraid it’s quite urgent. If it’s not kissed better soon, the patient might not make it.”
You roll your eyes. “You’re really something, you know that?”
Before he can answer, you do as you’re asked and kiss him where it hurts.
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bonkage · 5 years
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has this been done or.......
sorry about horatio
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gay-trash-pandas · 5 years
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Just saying...
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Same energy
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rul-am-i · 5 years
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Happy Holidays!
                                     --Secret Santa 
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