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owlsoldwritingcorner · 4 years

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The Ghost (Part 2)

Pairing :Wrench x Reader

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Summary:

“So. You a big fan of hackers?”

“I guess you can say that. ” You may not be able to make a coherent string of codes but you know that vague code speak means: He’s in the group.

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Here's the look reader has in this chapter!

(The helmet and biker suit is the main canonical look reader has cuz it's important to the fic, underneath you can insert your own look)

Chapter 2: Fresh Air and Graffiti

You woke up to the smell of your grandmother’s cooking, checking your phone revealed it was 8 in the damn morning. God you weren’t ready for the strong smells so early in the morning. Looks like Ripley wasn’t either considering she was already away and giving you her big ole puppy eyes that just scream “Walk time? Walk time!”.

Such a sweetie.

“Let’s get you some breakfast first before we can think of any w-a-l-k-i-e-s, alrighty?” Oh gosh, she gave you a little nod and a gentle ruff, you’re gonna get killed by the cuteness of a pup. Not by any of those burly men with guns that you’re so used to on the job, and obviously, you welcome this kind of death with open arms.

Getting up, you cleaned yourself up from the rest of your grogginess and went to the kitchen to fill up Ripley’s food bowl but not before taking a puff of your daily asthma medicine.

Gah… The smell of dried fish was getting more and more prominent now. The dried fish your grandma makes for the conge tastes so good but god it smells like the ocean flooded the house and dried up.

“Mom! Did you really have to make that fish so early in the morning?” Looks like your aunt was up and at ‘em too now. Strong smells always did make her grumpier.

“ It takes so long to fully seep and cook this fish so I should just cook it now! ” Your aunt looked as if she was going to pop a blood vessel already.

“Mom. Now the whole house smells like fish. You could have made it tomorrow or even later today!” You just sighed as your aunt and grandma argued, you really didn’t want a headache so early in the morning…

Ripley was done eating her breakfast so it was time to go for some walkies. Maybe Ripley will make some friends in this neighborhood? You brought out some body spray for yourself to put on once you’re out of the house, your emergency inhaler, then finally you put the pit-bull on her leash. Hopefully a walk around will ease your headache a bit.

So far so good.

It was sunny and surprisingly nice out, your little pup was letting out some energy and you got some fresh air. You finally arrived at a small dog park, certainly not the park Clara told you about. That hideout is about 20 more minutes away from where you’re currently at.

You sat at one of the benches to give your feet some rest, your little pit-bull laid down next to you on the bench, her head on your lap and wanting you to pet her as you two relaxed. You smiled before slowly starting to go into a daze, your eyelids drooped a bit from the nice temperature and your little friend snored away on your lap before your mind finally started to dream away as you stared into space.

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Run.

You needed to run.

You have to get out of here.

Opaque silhouettes slithered after you, their limbs contorting as they ran on all fours, letting out whaling cries as if trying to coax you into stopping. Its grotesque body leaving mucus in its wake.

But it didn’t work.

It only made you run faster.

Faster and faster until--

You choked.

The air was knocked out of you as one of the silhouette’s slimy, long arms grabbed one of your legs causing you to fall forward. You tried to crawl away, your nails scratching the concrete below to no avail. You looked behind you to see the mass of disgusting limbs catching up to you, still holding onto your captive leg.

As you continue to try to get away from the creature, you see another silhouette step in front of you and kneel down, and outstretched as if saying “Here. Let me help you up”. This one was different from the ones trying to chase you, they weren’t contorted or slimy nor did they have any extra limbs on their body.

You were so close to reaching for that gentle hand when--

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“Excuse me?” You woke up from your daydream by that new voice trying to get your attention. Looking up, you see a man (probably just a couple years older than you) wearing dark lensed glasses and had a light moustache and a soul patch. You also noted the shirt he wore.

Dedsec.

You wanted to snort. The Chicago branch would instantly kick that person out for wearing something so blatant. They’d hate seeing their name with a face.

“Hey, uh, sorry for intruding, I just wanted to pet your dog. Don’t really see many Pitbulls in this neighborhood.” You raised an eyebrow, most people would be terrified of Ripley and cross the street from you two (Granted, she is a big dog with large scars and cropped ears, you can’t fully blame them for being intimidated.) But you gave the man a little nod, he seemed nice enough.

“Sure, she’d love the attention.” The man immediately went to work, giving Ripley little scratches behind her ears, cooing as she gave him some kisses.

“What’s her name?”

“Ripley.”

“As in Ellen Louise Ripley ?”

“Yep. They’re both super tough, so, I just named her accordingly.” You mumbled, god it’s been so long since you had social interaction with a new human. The man just chuckled.

“I can tell, she definitely looks like she been through some stuff.”

You let out a little hum, “She was rescued from one of those dog fighting rings.” He nodded.

“Poor girl. Looks like she’s in better hands now though.” You chuckled as you scratched behind Ripley’s cropped ears, your eyes wandered back to the man’s Dedsec shirt. Honestly you can’t tell if he’s just a big fan or actually part of the group.

“So. You a big fan of hackers?”

“I guess you can say that. You into what Dedsec has to say?” You may not be able to make a coherent string of codes but you know that vague code speak means: He’s in the group.

“They have some good points. Highlighting vulnerabilities and weaknesses in the CTOS systems, showcasing how Blume truly acts. It’s like embarrassing the prom king on stage, I’m all for that.” The man raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

“You seem to have your share of Dedsec knowledge.”

“I’m from Chicago, they’re a pretty big deal there too. Dunno about here.”

“That explains it. Heard they released some pretty big blackmail over there.” You gave the man a nonchalant hum. Dedsec’s blackmail, huh? Aiden did most of the work though…

“I heard that too.”

Checking the time it was already almost 12 pm, that fuckin online college got you on a damn leash. Plus, you were getting pretty hungry, you did skip out on breakfast in favor of feeding Ripley.

“Well, I need to be on my way now. Hope you have a nice day.”

“Oh, you too. I’m Marcus by the way. I have a feeling I might see you again.” Well that sounds only mildly ominous, but, certainly not the worst you’ve heard. The taller man reached out his hand for a handshake, to which you reluctantly shook and gave Marcus your name.

“It was nice meeting you, Marcus.”

You nudged Ripley a bit to let her know you two were heading home now only for her to whine a bit but obliging. Yeah, you don’t wanna smell like fish again but… You really needed to at least finish the week’s assignments. You gave Marcus a final goodbye wave as you walked home with your dog by your side.

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You flopped onto your bed in defeat.

Why the fuck did this online school have to give you so much work every week? Well, you managed to do a few weeks worth of work and should be free earlier for Dedsec work.

Speaking of, it’s almost time to meet your new “coworkers”. It's time to suit up.

Donning your binder, biker’s helmet and suit, you made sure to test out the helmet’s voice modulator and check for any kinks. Afterwards, it was time for some real clothes! The skin tight biker suit feels pretty breezy despite you not being actually naked. At least the binder makes you look like a super buff guy, not to mention the boots give you some extra height. You really need those 3 extra inches…

Let’s see…

Pastel week? Or maybe something vintage? Or perhaps some fall colors would be nice! Sweaters always feel nice. But, it has been a while since you’ve done a punk week…

Well! It’s been decided!

Finally, you were ready for work. Giving Ripley a final forehead kiss and head pat, you headed for your destination.

Weird that a notorious hacker group put one of their hideouts in a nerdy tabletop shop. Then again, it doesn’t raise a lot of suspicion on the outside. Looking around, you see a bunch of people rolling their 20 sided dice on the tables. You always did want to play Dungeons and Dragons, never had the time to read up on it though. You walked towards the back, ignoring any wandering eyes. But no one really spoke up against you being there, they looked too scared to even try if they actually wanted to.

Aha. There was the entrance. You pushed in the pass-code Clara gave you and viola! You’re in. You took in the appearance of the entrance down the hackerspace. The graffiti is quite a look. Most of the Dedsec graffiti back home were mostly on CTOS ads or other signposts, this is a stark contrast from those dark hacker rooms in Chicago. But, you certainly didn’t mind it. Actually heading into the space itself revealed it looked more like a hacker’s man cave or hangout spot than a big name hacker group meet up room. Dedsec’s name was graffitied around every inch of the room, the table in the middle was filled with snacks, beers, and some computer equipment, and there were some really old rage comics memes near the 3d printer area.

Looks like you’re the first person here though. You sat at the sofa area, crossing your legs. God, the spaces back home needs a sofa like this instead of those rackety pull out chairs. Just as you were getting used to the appearance of… Everything. The sound of the sliding door and footsteps catches your ears. Guess it was introduction time.

Turning around and facing the first person you got to the space first, you were greeted with a familiar face.

“You guys should have seen Mr. Weak Chin’s face in perso--” The man locked eyes with you as you gave him a little wave.

Marcus. Your instincts had always been pretty on point.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” His hand was hidden behind him, probably reaching for a weapon to prepare himself from any surprise attacks. You only raise your hands to tell him you don’t mean any harm. Just as you were going to let him know why you’re here, the rest of the crew came down. Marcus wasn’t the only familiar face around here.

Your hidden eyes gazed into familiar digital Xs.

#wrench watch dogs #wrench #reader insert #Wrench x reader #marcus holloway #Watch Dogs #my art #My writing

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kyimu-blog · 6 years

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OC Interview Tag

Originally created by xFroggiii

I was tagged by @lunanelfeah. Thank you ♥ Can’t wait to do that!!

Rules: 1. Pick one of your OCs. 2. Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your OCs. 3. Tag at least four people to do this meme!

OC Chosen: Luca, one of my “bad boys” *giggles*

1. What is your name?

We start with such a boring question? Yes? I hope you don’t plan to waste my time. The name’s Luca. Never let me repeat it, clear?

2. Do you know why you were named that?

Better ask the stupid one over there who created me. As far as I know Kyimu, she just googled for male names. (Kyimu: That’s...! ... true...)

3. Are you single or taken?

This will shatter your hopes and dreams, but I’m taken. For now.

4. Have any abilities or powers?

I’m good in bed. ... ...... Don’t look at me like that! You wanted to know, right!?

5. Stop being a Mary Sue!

As I said before, don’t waste my time. But I like that ratty attitude of yours, it’s kinda cute *smirks*

6. It’s fine, let’s move on. What’s your eye colour?

Deep brown, it’s almost black.

7. How about hair colour?

Are you blind, sweetheart? Should I come closer? It’s black.

8. Have any family members?

I live with my Grandma. That’s it.

9. So, how about pets?

My girlfriend is my pet. *sighs after a long pause* This was a joke. You shouldn’t believe everything I say. I always wanted to have a dog, but I don’t have enough time for a fluffy ball.

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don’t like.

Things that bore me. Like this interview. I think my leg has gone dead.

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

Sports.

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

Many times, but it is none of your business.

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

Well, if you keep asking stupid questions, I know who’s gonna be my first target.

14. What kind of animal are you?

Okay, I think you want to be killed...

15. Name your worst habits.

I don’t have something like “worst habits”

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

Why should I?

17. Are you gay, straight, or bisexual?

Straight. Nothing’s better than soft boobies. (Kyimu: Come on, are you serious...?)

18. Do you go to school?

If I feel like it.

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

Shit, no.

20. Do you have fangirls/fanboys?

Many girls at my school want me. It’s quite annoying. All their squeaky voices and loud screams give me a headache every single time.

21.What are you most afraid of?

That I’ll lose my Grandma one day.

22. What do you usually wear?

Clothes *insert trollface*

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

My Grandma’s fried noodles. You MUST taste them when we’re finished here, okay? Okay.

24. Am I annoying you?

Yeah, and that’s why you have to return the favour and eat fried noodles with me.

25. Well, it’s still not over!

You little sadist. Having fun while torturing me, right?

26. What class are you (low class, middle class, high class)?

I’m rich af, so I guess... high class?

27. How many friends do you have?

I don’t have friends, I have subjects and they love kissing my feet. (Kyimu: I’m so sorry. Don’t take his words seriously. He’s only joking... hope so.)

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

I don’t care.

29. Favourite drink?

Energy Drinks.

30. What’s your favourite place?

My girlfriend’s place. I love to be surrounded by her good smell. Her home is a really warm and charming place.

31.Are you interested in anyone?~

Only in me. And maybe a little bit in my girlfriend... and my Grandma. Sheesh, just keep going on, it’s starting to get embarassing...

32.That was a stupid question. ...

Yeah, just shut up and try these fried noodles already.

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

And here we go again. One stupid question after another. Water is water, I don’t care as long as I can swim.

34.What's your type?

I like cute but confident women. And of course, they mustn’t look ugly.

35.Any fetishes?

Wait, where do these questions lead to??

36.Seme or Uke?

Okay, shut up already. I really hate this kind of questions... (Kyimu: Why are you blushing, Luca? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

37.Camping or indoors?

Camping will ruin my skin. All these insects and that dirt. It’s disgusting. (Kyimu: He’s afraid of all kinds of insects *whispers*). Yeah, fuck you, too. dumbass. We’re finished, right? Let’s go, I’m hungry.

I TAG: @daniparadise l @a-kind-red l @pixelsinmyveins l @twistedsimblr (but just feel better soon first ♥) and everyone who wanna do that, too. :) You don’t have to do it, I’m just curious about your OCs ♥.

#luca #ocinterview #He is an asshole sorry #But I love that about him #hate myself

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