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A Wisp of Smoke - Chapter 1 (Mike Duarte x F!Reader)
Summary: An unconventional member joins the Bronx Gang Unit.
Word Count: 3364
Content Warning: This is mildly canonical but like not really, so if that bothers you, then Iâd skip. Some physical description - gave hte reader some gray hair cause I'm old and I want to represent some old people lol. Edit that out of your mind if you need to. Foul language (if that bothers you?), Gang talk, coworkers who donât like each other, this part I donât think has anything that would be triggering, but if you feel differently I can update the warnings.
A/N: When I tell you that I started writing this in OctoberâŚit means exactly that. This has morphed into something different than I was expecting and I imagine I will have to scrap some stuff I have written once the next episode airs, so this is EVOLVING. Who even knows what this will be about by the time itâs finished. God help me. If there are typos, I apologize - I proof read this a few times and i'm sure somewhere there is something wrong
UM, Minors probably shouldnât read this but Iâm not your mother.
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The thing about the subway is it takes time to understand the quirksâthe nuancesâof the subway lines you take. The majority of your time is taking one line to and from work if youâre lucky. Youâve been taking one train line for so long, youâre at 90% accuracy of predicting when something is about to go wrong. You like the routine of itâknowing if you get to the platform right at 8:01 AM youâll only have to wait a minute before the train comes and youâll get to work early. Itâs an art and a science, but it takes practice. Itâs why taking a job so far out of your usual subway line is annoying; you have to learn it all over again. Itâs made even worse by having to switch to another line, if something goes wrong on that first leg of the commute, youâre fucked for the rest of it.
And today, you feel like youâre fucked. You leave your apartment like a parent leaving for the airport; panicking about the time and trying to make sure you have everything. You feel smug catching the subway right when it pulls into the platform and getting in a nearly empty subway car. The smugness fades when you transfer to another train that happily sits between stations for 30 minutes and then decides to switch to the express track. Itâs not express for you though, of course. It puts you a good mile away from where you need to be, instead of the five blocks you planned for. The extra distance isnât an issue, for once you might show up on time without having to walk around the block ten times. It is, however, unseasonably warm for February and now your coat is overkill. You stop and take it off, juggling your bag from hand to hand as you remove it. Itâs insane, not even being able to feel cold in February in New York.Â
While you walk the unfamiliar sidewalks of the South Bronx you think about how this is your brother-in-law Tommyâs doing. You donât even know how or why heâs sending you up to the Bronx as some kind of backfill in the Gang Unit. You arenât a cop, so you have no idea why theyâd want you up there. You feel like itâs going to look pretty strange, a senior analyst for the NYPD in the Intelligence Bureau, joining the Gang Unit. Gangs in the Bronx arenât really on your radar; the majority of your time is spent juggling mostly empty threats against NYC. Analyzing the message boards and social media where people spew garbage 24/7. Itâs weird to think that maybe this will be a break from that.Â
You do know a little about Duarteâs reputation. For as much as Tommy thinks gossiping is a female trait he certainly loves to partake in it. You heard all about the drama between him and Captain BensonâTommy was almost gleeful when recounting it. You get the impression that like most men in the NYPD Duarte is only happy when he gets his way. You could be completely wrong, itâs not like Tommy is the most reliable narrator.Â
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The precinct looks different than you thought it would. You had imagined something along the lines of a bland box with windows, but this is a beautiful limestone building. Some of the stone work looks like it belongs in an Italian palazzo in the 16th century. The inside reminds you of an old library with the heavy wood furniture and dim lighting. Itâs really quite somethingâall these disappearing architectural gems throughout all the boroughs. As you walk towards the Desk Sergeant you wonder how much longer it will be around before the city turns it into a glassbox citing progress in the neighborhood.Â
When you ask where you can find Captain Duarte you realize the charm seems to end with the interior and doesnât really extend to the people. She looks like youâve just ruined her day by speaking to her. She nods her head towards the stairs and says itâs the third floor. You thank her, thinking maybe thatâs her problem, no one ever sounds grateful for her assistance. Halfway up the stairs you do consider turning around and walking right back down and out of the building. You suppress the urge; dealing with Tommy in the aftermath of flaking would probably be worse than whatever fresh hell is waiting for you a few flights up.
You duck into the bathroom when you get to the third floor and are relieved when you find it empty. You set your bag on the edge of the sink, and drape your coat over a stall door. You turn back to the mirror and give yourself a once over. You were going for an overall look of extreme competence so you went with all black. Black silk button down, black skinny jeans, black thick soled loafers. You think maybe you look like youâre about to attend a funeralâprobably your own. You hike up your jeans a little and try to ignore how much your feet hurt. You look back up to your face in the mirror to check your makeup. It still looks good; your eyeliner is intact and hopefully giving the impression that youâre precise, detail oriented. Your hair looks fine, the gray pieces framing your face, glossy under the overhead lights. You used to hate that you started going gray fairly young; you must have spent thousands covering it up over the years. At some point you stopped caring and just let it be. It came with a fun bonus, men you worked with suddenly thought you were old and left you alone. You give yourself one last once over before washing your hands. As you grab your things and head out of the bathroom you run through the little information you have like youâre cramming for a test.Â
An officer shows you to Captain Duarteâs office and tells you that you can wait inside, that he doesnât know when heâll be back. Itâs very you to think that youâre going to be late to something and be the person that ends up waiting. When the officer leaves you put your bag on one of the chairs and drape your coat over the back. His desk is neat and you donât see much in the way of personal effects on it. Thereâs a few books and youâre tempted to go to the other side of his desk to get a better look, but restrain yourself knowing the moment you do, he will come walking in. You sit down in one of the chairs and wait.Â
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As Duarte approaches his office he can see you sitting inside. He had put your arrival out of his mind once McGrath had told him and seeing you now throws him off for a moment. He should be prepared, he only knows what McGrath told him. Although, heâs sure that since McGrath is the one who sent you here, the information isnât reliable. When you get up and introduce yourself, his initial impression is that youâre prissy. The way your coat is folded over the back of one of the chairs. How youâre now clasping your hands in front of you. Your outfit, a far cry from the recently departed, hoodie-clad Muncy. He canât tell what he hates more right now, the way you look or that you were foisted on him by McGrath.Â
Duarte closes the door to his office and turns back to face you.
âI donât really know what youâre doing here. You have no gangâno actual police experience. Iâd wager to say youâve never used a gun. I donât care about your intelligence experience. Frankly, you could single handedly bring down all gang activity in this city and it wouldnât matter to me. If you think whatever relationship you have with McGrath is going to help you here, youâre wrong.â
Itâs a lot all at once and you try to ignore the way he says ârelationshipâ. As if you slept with Tommy to get you a job with the Gang Unit. If youâre going to sleep your way to a new job in the NYPD, it wouldnât be for a mostly lateral position all the way in the Bronx. You can feel yourself about to do that thing where you match the energy thatâs being directed your way. Itâs great when the person youâre dealing with isnât an asshole. But if theyâre looking to take the low road, well you own a home there.
âIâm sorry, I must have blacked out. I think I missed a part where you said something like âIâm glad to have you on the team.ââÂ
The look on his face tells you he was expecting you to be more yielding in your response. Maybe eight or ten years ago you would have been. Youâre tired of minimizing yourself to make men in the NYPD feel better.
âIf I felt that way, I would have said it. This is real shit we deal with, no one here has time to babysit you.â
âWell, Iâll just have to cut the crust off my own sandwich then, wonât I?â You try to keep your voice calm. âLook, Iâm good at my job and whatever it is Iâm supposed to do here, Iâll be good at that too.â
Duarte grabs a box off of his desk and thrusts it at you.Â
âI think youâre going to find your confidence is misplaced.â
You balance the box on your hip as you pick up your coat and bag from the chair. You consider not saying anything else, but when you get to the door you turn around and smile.
âI just have to say, this has just been so pleasant. Really looking forward to working with you.â
He huffs in your general direction before turning back to his desk. You know heâs setting you up for failureânot giving you a single inch already. Heâs probably looking forward to watching you spin your wheels and flame out. If thereâs anyone that can dig their heels in itâs you, so if he is looking for some kind of low level fight youâre ready.
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Youâre unpacking the box at your desk when you see a friendly face standing at the desk across from yours. It could be Satan smiling at you at this point and youâd take it. You both introduce yourselves as he sits down.
âShould I call you Jordan or Williams? I know how much everyone in the NYPD loves going by their last name.âÂ
âHa! True. Honestly, either is fine.â
You pull another stack of files and a hard drive out the box and look at your computer for the time. When you see itâs barely 10AM you know itâs going to be a long rest of the day.Â
âWell, Jordan, can I ask you something?â
âLet me guess, your face is giving me, is he always like that?â
âHa, yes that is the question.â
Jordan lets out a sigh, âIt depends. Heâs still pissed at McGrath I think. After he let Captain Benson snatch Muncy from us. And then Benson gets attacked, I donât know, thereâs a lot going on.â He pauses for a moment. âItâs fucked up, but heâs probably worried McGrath sent you up here as a spy or something.â
âWhat if he did?â
Jordan leans back in his chair and scans your face trying to determine if youâre telling the truth.
âDid he?â
You give Jordan a wry smile.
âNo. But it will be fun letting Captain Duarte think so.â
You canât help but laugh because itâs so dumb; that someone would think you were sent up here to spy. It seems like something Tommy would doâsend someone up here to unknowingly spy for him. Tommy is an idiot, but youâre not.Â
Jordan chuckles as he shakes his head.
âI think itâs going to be good having you around.â
You both chat a little more and youâre able to get from him what you couldnât from Duarte; what heâs actually looking for. You already had a feeling that he wanted to treat gangs like terrorist groups and your theory proves true. It also proves true that he wanted someone with your experience but who was also a detective. He must think Tommy short-changed him with you so he could have a person on the inside. At least now you have a clearer picture of why he hates you. Youâd probably hate you too if you were in Duarteâs shoes.
You spend the rest of the morning going through everything Duarte gave you. Itâs strange trying to apply everything you know to a completely new set of circumstances. You can already feel some doubt creeping in. Yes youâre good at your jobâbut this is not that. You think that Duarte probably views you as some interloper trying to use this as some kind of play to get ahead. Take credit for fixing a problem and leave behind other growing problems. Itâs only partially true; you donât care about taking credit for things but you are an interloper. Itâs not like this is really your community; you donât live in areas impacted by gang violence. You donât have the depth and breadth of knowledge on the specific systemic issues that allow this type of thing to flourish. With counter-terrorism it always seems like a much broader issue where the violence impacts many, where gang violence only affects the few. Itâs something that you feel like youâre going to be unpacking for as long as youâre here.Â
Duarte and Williams leave early in the afternoon. You donât know if you were expecting Duarte to tell you whatâs going on, but he doesnât. He just gives you an annoyed look as he passes by your desk and you give him a tight lipped smile. You think back to this morning and wish you would have taken the high road and acquiesced to his running commentary of your lack of abilities. Itâs the ârelationshipâ jab thatâs bothering you the most for some reasonâprobably because it was so unnecessary. You wish you were the type of person that could just move on from comments like that but youâre not; itâs probably why your last relationship ended. So you know youâre going to hold on to that relationship comment much longer than necessary.Â
With Duarte gone you feel like you can finally relax; your shoulders drop and you take a few quiet breaths. You plug in the hard drive to your laptop and try to figure out where to start. When you first started with the bureau in counter-terrorism, it was overwhelming, but you quickly found your footing. It was a lot of research and developing counterintelligence reports. It was your job to plan, research, develop, and communicate in-depth analysis of targets, networks, and issues to key leaders in the department. You know how to plan and implement strategies based on a combination of information and gut feeling. At least here you wonât be starting entirely from scratch. You have your experienceâand while this is a different set of circumstances you know whatâs needed. You settle in and start familiarizing yourself with all the information you have.Â
You want to memorize the faces, the names, everything about the people in the files and computer in front of you. You know right now the focus seems to be BX9, but you also know as these groups collapse they splinter off or join existing gangs. You work on putting something together that you can leave for Duarte. The thought crosses your mind that if he doesnât expect anything of you then why bother, but you have enough self respect to not do that.
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He sees you in his office as he comes into the squad room. He can see through the open blinds that youâre standing behind his desk, looking out of the window towards the street. He was hoping youâd be gone and that he wouldnât have to deal with you again today. He just wants some fucking peace.
âDo you need something?â Duarteâs voice is quiet as he enters his office but he sees you jump a little in place at the sound of it. As you turn around and see itâs him you half smile. He recognizes it as the kind of smile that says you didnât want to see him either. He thinks for a moment how this could have gone differently. How he could have been given someone qualifiedâa real detective. He wouldnât have this generalized annoyance heâs been feeling since this morning.
âNo, sorry. Was just leaving something on your desk.âÂ
You brush past him as you say it and it breaks him from his train of thought. He watches you grab your things from your desk and then turn to leave. He sees you stop as Williams comes back to his desk. He watches as you say something to Williams but itâs not loud enough for him to hear. Whatever it was it must have been funny because Williams laughs. Duarte calls him into his office and he hears you say goodnight as youâre walking out of the squad room.Â
âYou need something, Cap?âÂ
âI want you to keep an eye on her.âÂ
âYeah, of course.â
âI need to know if sheâs��â
Williams cuts him off and shakes his head.
âI donât think sheâs like that if thatâs what youâre getting at. I like her.â
âGood for you. Just do what I ask.â
âAye, aye Cap.âÂ
Williams turns to leave and Duarte closes the office door behind him. He goes over to his desk and opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a bottle of bourbon and a glass. Itâs incredible how fucking exhausted he is every day. Every day since the subway attack in Manhattan has steadily been draining him. And then Benson getting attacked and her inserting herself into the investigation; he feels like everyone is coming at him from all sides. He feels like a tire slowly losing air. He uncorks the bottle and pours himself a drink and downs it before sitting in his chair.Â
He mulls over the decision the DAâs office made every single day. On the surface he understood the reasoning behind it. But deeper, he felt it was a mistake, a decision made for optics. A lie that Manhattan has rid itself of BX9. That only the poor fucks in the Bronx have to deal with them from now on. Well that went out the fucking window once Benson got kicked in the ribs. If she had listened to him instead of only thinking about her case it would be a different story. Instead he has two dead kids in Rikers and heâs hunting for more. He pours himself another drink while he tries to ignore the pressure building in his chest. Heâs grateful for the nearly empty floor, the quiet.
He leans in his chair and notices a manilla folder on his desk; it has a post-it with his name on it scrawled in unfamiliar handwriting. Maybe youâre already resigning, it wouldnât surprise him. He knows he wasnât very welcoming. He has no desire, no energy to beâthis job is all consuming. He grabs the file folder and opens it. Inside he sees youâve put together a briefing based on all the information you went through. You seem to have analyzed what you view as gaps in the systems that are being used to monitor gang activity currently. Youâve even outlined the resources youâll need. Itâs not even entirely focused on BX9âyou included other gangs in your briefing, gangs that werenât included in the information he gave you. He feels a little sting of something reading through everything. He canât tell if heâs impressed or irritated that you put this much together in a day. He realizes that he knows almost nothing about you, having put in almost no effort to find out. He closes the folder and starts making some calls. He wasnât expecting so much from you on your first day.
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so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi prime defenders#jrwi prime defenders spoilers#jrwi pd spoilers#jrwi pd#william wisp#vyncent sol#THIS ONE IS FUUUUCKIN OOOOOLLDD RAAAHHHHH i made it like. a year ago. but didnt finish it for so so long bc i just wasnt happy w it.#BUT LIKE A CENTURY EGG the decades of being encased in salt n lime n ash have done WELL to bring out the flavores of this piece#i sorta recently cleaned it up and posted it onto twitty. didnt tag it bc it was SO OLD AND SCUFFED(i see so many MISTAKES NOW)#that i didnt want to expose it to the open air just like that#if i show smth to my small circles then it shall only be understood in those small circles.#open air and open interpretation from minds i cannot predict are NOT something i enjoy the thought of. usually. i am brave tho#BUT EVERYONE ON TWITTY WAS SO NICEEE i was like damn... i guess it IS good enough to be enjoyed by the masses...#lets work on being nicer to our art together. THAT BEING SAID. i really love my colors here HELL YEAHHHH#FIRST TIME IN A WHILE COLORIN THESE BOYS.... i dont use proper color enough..I ALSO RLY LIKE MY BACKGROUNDS HERE#i LOVE when the bg is hyperrealistic (i frankestiened stock photos) and when the subjects are all flat colored n cartoony#recently rewatched Making Fiends and they do that similar thing!! soft shading! lotsa details! almost painted? ill paint one day#ive already rambled so much abt the art im runnin out of ROOm to ramble about WWWIILLIAM GODDAMN WWIIIISP. its been a minute since i saw-#-this episode..but i DO remember the funny smoke trick that will did to his funny brother. EVERYTIME U GIVE AN ORDER. THAT BRINGS HARM-#-INDIRECTLY OR NOT. YOU WILL HEAR THOSE SCREAMS. YOU WILL FEEL THAT PAIN. OHHH WHAT A COOL PUNISHMENT THAT IS#its still an olive branch in a sense! a final chance for big bro bell to show that hes NOT an irrideemable piece o shit. and if not#well. to the wolves of psychosis with him!!! i really think william did the best he could here. if i was in his shoes i have no doubt i-#-woulda done the same. IM ALSO GLAD THAT VYN DECIDED TO STICK AROUND N SUPPORT HIM! thas character development baybe!!#i loooove prime defenders.. its been so long since i watched any eps of it but i KNOW it still has such a grip on my heart..GOTTA rewatch i
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What S2 Ep 32 William could have been.
#jrwi pd#jrwi prime defenders#just roll with it#prime defenders#jrwi#jrwi fanart#jrwi william#william wisp#the smoke form William that they mentioned will never leave my brain#ep 30-33 is my roman empire ok#i kinda lost motivation halfway into this drawing so its not like completely finished but like#its still presentable#i originally wanted to rig this drawing and like add silly creepy music#but thats tooo muchj work#he has that wolf in him ok
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smoker wiwi you will always be famous
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#william wisp fanart#william wisp#jrwi pd#prime defenders fanart#jrwi prime defenders#I think he canonically smoked one cigarette and I never let it go#you can pry smoker William from my cold dead hands LMAO#besides that tho I fear that everytime i draw this loser his design strays further from canon#when will the time come that Iâve oc-ified him too much đ#for now tho this design is v fun to draw and I will not be stopping đŁď¸#I miss pdâŚâŚâŚ..#s3 announcement soon guys trust (delusional)
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In grief of AR 15 not dropping I made Petro and Wisp angst.
I think Petro's mother dying was the Wisp/Angle of Darkness doing. She very much acts as Petro's mother figure, and she's very much for sabotage to a point of risking or even sacrificing life to do so for her own gain. So if she needed a magic user to do her biding that was vulnerable so she could use them, killing and then impersonating their mother would definitely work.
#favremysabre#alux rising#ar petro#ar wisp#>:]#we may get more petro this next ep !!!!#soo this might just be preparation đ¤#but either way#i had this concept of the angle of darkness forming herself from smoke#i just needed to draw it out finally đ
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#ryn art#jrwi#jrwi show#jrwi fanart#jrwi pd#prime defenders#jrwi prime defenders#prime defenders fanart#william wisp#jrwi william#jrwi william wisp#tw smoking#cw smoking
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#smoke#smoking#smoke cloud#sparkle#lips#found images#lipstick#mouth#sparklecore#wisp#wispy clouds#drugcore#breathe#lungs#black lungs#sparkle lungs#cigarette#cigarettes#fairy dust#fairycore#fae folk#ectoplasm#dereality
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Day 10: anti hero
Having major style struggles bro idk. Hereâs the morally gray wet cat
#jrwi#jrwi fanart#jrwi prime defenders#william wisp#william wisp fanart#arttheloco#jrwitober2023#cw smoking
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my family is visiting today. itâs gonna be rough, whether we talk about the ongoing issues or not. pray for me, please. Iâm gonna need it.
#blue chatter#prayer request#st Dymphna I beg of you please intercede for me#mother Mary petition your son on my behalf#Iâm scared and lonely and donât know what today brings#but as God wills all shall come to pass#so please: may our prayers rise as thuriferâs wisp-smoke#wind round Godâs nose and ears til we are heard#God please let today pass without disaster#let today pass without my family or I left hurt
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Untitled(28) - 2023
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Then your heart canât take this / Have you heard the news that youâre dead?
#jrwi fanart#william wisp#jrwi prime defenders#jrwi#jrwi pd#cw smoking#experimenting with rendering and stuff kinda like how it turned out smile#also tried using more texture and a weird color pallet#also side profile!!!!#i rlly struggle with them so im happy with how it came out :)#if u see any mistakes no you dont#junosart
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You go to leave but something stops you. Maybe itâs how beat down he looks or your own morbid curiosity, but you sit down in one of the chairs across from his desk. He doesnât look up right away and you think heâs doing it as a way to get you to leave. It wonât work, your ability to sit and wait is unrivaled.
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VIOLATOR!! DESECRATOR!! TURN AROUND AND MEET THE HATER!!
VEEERRRY HAPPY WITH WILLIAMS LIL SCARY ARC. HORROR MOVIE BOY. LIL ZOMBIE GUY. UNDEAD AND PIIIISSED OFF LIKE CMAAAHHHNNN I HOPE HE KEEPS THAT CHAINSAW FOREVER. IF YOURE UNDEAD CAN YOU STILL GET A NICOTINE ADDICTION? I SURE HOPE SO!
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi prime defenders#jrwi pd spoilers#william wisp#FIRST: IF YOU DONT PUT ROB ZOMBIE IN YOUR WILLIAM WISP PLAY LIST I KILL YOU. SECOND: BEHOLD MY EASTER EGGS. FIRST EASTER EGG IS THE CHAINSA#I WROTE CHAINSAW ON IT A BUNCH BC I DIDNT WANNA DRAW DETAILS. ALSO ITS FUNNY. SECOND EASTEREGG IS THE LOBOTOMY CORP HOODIE.#THIRD : HEY KIDS YOU WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY? QUOTE FROM HELLSING ABRIDGED. REMEMBER HELLSING ABRIDGED? YEAAAH YOU DO#OKay those are the easter eggs. also i hope william actually gets into smoking i think thats SO funny. also its cool as hell#like with the blue wisp fire n everything? COOOl as hell i hope he gets his leather jacket back too. REMEMBER KIDS!#smoking is COOL AS FUCK but also itll kill you so dont. if ur undead its fine though.#IN OTHER NEWS! williams 'need a hand?' bit was SO fuckin funny. like it didnt need to be that funny. I WISH I COULD ANIMATE THIS WHOLE SHOW#ITS SUCH A CLEAR CARTOON IN MY FOUL BRRRAAAAIIINNN!!!!!! SPEAKin o my foul brain i LOVE SWIRLS!! CAN U TELL???#I LOVE DRAWIN WILLIAM WITH THE SQUARE/ROUND SPIRALS DEPENDING ON HIS MOOD. ESPECially in the black/white/grey arc#i draw him with only sharp spirals in that arc. the spirals soften once he chills out tho. YOULL SEE IN THE NEXT DRAWING I POST#guyyysss i love william so mmuuuuch i project all my middleschool gothness onto him and it makes me so happy#im sO GLAD I FIUCKIN FIGURED OUT HIS HAIR BTW. IT LOOKS SO GOOD NOW. LOOK AT ME IMPROOOVOEEE AAAAAIUURURUGHHRAAAUUGHHHHHHH
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text in the speech bubble says "Stop fucking flinching!" and the text pointing at Drag Strip's engine says "approximately 2.7ms from overheating and passing out"
#drag strip#sketch#dragstrip#transformers#traditional media#monochrome#stunticons#contents: blood#red-redesign g1 stunticons#his life suuuuuuuucksssssssss#he Is going to die. not today. not tomorrow. but it's really a question of when more than will#pov the Decepticon trying to beat your brain through the back of your skull emits a wisp of smoke#looks a little confused and then fucking blows up and dies because his dumb ass engine isn't rated for long durations of heat strain#why were there two of these.
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I gave into the erges- so ahve some emo wiwi :)
Closeups + extra wiwi drawing
#i wnated him to be very 2000s emo#also i know he got a diff body anter the trickster byt shhshhshss lemme draw cool scars#cw smoking#for extra art#anwyas my artstyle is very incosistant soooo#jrwi#william wisp#prime defenders#prime defenders fanart
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Hello, hello. Itâs your friendly neighborhood Mod Moth (any pronouns)! I will mostly be drawing William in whatever various situations I see fit. Happy to be working here on this fine blog.
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