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crimescrimson · 8 months ago
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'Like, I'm sure no matter how mad he is at you, your buddy in San Francisco wants you to call him back.'
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hacktehworld · 1 year ago
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reddenedrust · 8 months ago
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Watch_Dogs Fanart Volume One: Blackjack Wrench | Wrench Hiding from Leni | Pissed Off Wrench | Heart-Eyes Wrench | WD2 Wrench Study | Wrench & Sitara Reunion | Matching Wrench in Club | Wrench & Marcus in Club | Matching Marcus in Club | T-Bone Third Wheel
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type1diabeticdilf · 4 months ago
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watch dogs 2 season pass is on sale!!
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highly-invested · 1 month ago
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thealexdesu · 2 years ago
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🥴 🥴 🥴 🥴 🥴
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plantywitchofficial · 11 months ago
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It's been two years and this clip still haunts me
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taco-enthusiastt · 2 years ago
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this-is-not-a-slow-burn · 9 months ago
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and now: Songs You Discovered Via Videogames
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danielladigitalbunny · 9 months ago
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Don't ask me why... but the art of body paint has always intrigued me.
Also, yes I'm a lesbian, that has nothing to do with the pic...shush!
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crimescrimson · 8 months ago
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Wrench Blechman & Marcus Holloway in the Visual Introduction to Watch_Dogs 2
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hacktehworld · 1 year ago
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omniscientprostitute · 11 months ago
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Problem Solver
A drabble about Marcus Halloway
When questioned about what he did for a living, Marcus told people he was a contractor or freelancer. His parents bragged to their friends about all the big companies he worked for not knowing that they were actually listing companies he had hacked. A more honest answer would be problem solver. Need to install malware directly into the city’s servers. Call Retr0. Human traffickers have smuggled data analyst into the country to make money on the Stock Market. Call Retr0. A large technology company has been black-mailing politicians and trying to rig elections in order to get laws passed in their favor. Call Retr0. He’d snuck into every technology company in the city, ran from police forces in multiple jurisdictions, and manipulated the code running the city’s infrastructure in every way imaginable. For a supposed freelance software developer, Marcus spent very little time sitting at a desk, typing on his computer.
Marcus liked being a problem solver. Knowing that every time he stuck his nose into other peoples’ business it became harder for the general population to get fucked over felt good. His work most likely wasn’t what his childhood Sunday School teacher had in mind when he talked about vocation, but it felt like what he had been put on Earth to do. His mother had always preached about making the world a better place and the importance of community. She had taken Marcus with her to soup kitchens, women’s shelters, hospice facilities, and bake sales. She told him to always think about how his skills could be used to help others. He couldn’t lie and say his mom would approve of him using his skills in the way he did, but he also knew that if he ever were to stand trial for his hacking escapades, she’d be at least a little proud.
Not that solving problems was a solely philanthropic past time. Marcus had almost hurt himself cringing when Sitara started talking about “acts of service” being his “love language” during one of their celebratory events. Her diagnosis wasn’t completely off-base, but she could have phrased it in a less white-woman-wellness-class kind of way. Marcus liked helping his friends. It felt rewarding to watch some of the stress leave his friends’ bodies when he offered to run an errand. If he went to a therapist, they’d probably warn him about basing self-worth off of one’s usefulness, but Marcus knew that wasn’t what was happening. Dedsec was a community. It relied on cooperation to get things done. They could celebrate more successes when a team took on multiple operations instead of a bunch of individuals doing their own thing. So as long as there were problems, Marcus would solve them because really what felt better than a win?
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reddenedrust · 9 months ago
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R U S H
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okyuei · 1 year ago
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mundanemodulus · 1 month ago
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✨ open for ficlet/doodle requests ✨
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I'm accepting watch dogs requests <3 here's what I'm open to:
games: watch dogs 1, watch dogs 2, watch dogs legion
ships: basically everything, including platonic ones — my main ships are jordi/aiden and wrench/marcus though!
rating: sfw for doodles, sfw/nsfw for writing!
shoot me an ask or reply to this post 😘!
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