I'm Not Dead Yet, I'm Just a Little Busy // Call me Whimsi // Legal Adult // Grossly overuses the queue // Traditional art, occasional writing, and confusion // Art tag is #Whimsi doodles fic tag is #Whimsi writes // Find me on DA and AO3 as WhimsiKitty
Chapter 4 of the Summoner's Second Chances fic is here!!!
She took the chance to study him: the mesmerizing waving of his hair, like seagrass… the illuminated curve of his cheekbones and his jaw, and of his slackened, chapped lips… the bridge of his nose—were those freckles? Aww! She’d never been close enough to notice.
So many concept sketches below cut! Spoilers, ig...?
Had to practice coloring dim lighting on the black paper before I did the official illustration >0> so here's ur bonus "color swatch"
(Shhhh don't think about how the position of their hands isn't exactly what I wrote, just,,, appreciate the silly unicorn blanket,,,,, skfhksfhdj)
The sketch. If u even care. >w>
"Waffle face" haha lol poor sucker
"Would it kill you to trust me a little bit?"
He scowled, sulky and hazy. "Well... I dunno. Will it?"
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GUYS WE DID IT!! ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*｡ The moment you've all been waiting for, ✨the date✨, Chapter 9 of The Summoner's Second Chances (the grand finale!!) is live!!!
“Promise not to look?” He asked.
She closed her eyes and nodded again, and an instant later, the chilly rubber of his other glove gently pressed over her eyelashes and the bridge of her nose, keeping her honest. It was kinda wild—with his glow, it was still so bright behind her eyelids!
His constant, purring vibration stuttered unnaturally. Something cold and eerie sparked in the pit of her stomach and spread like a hundred tiny lightning bolts up to her scalp and down to the soles of her feet with a numb, tingly chill, standing every hair on end and literally making her heart skip a beat. Pa … THUMP.
She gasped. Her vision had gone dark—truly dark, for the first time all night. The hand over her face was skin, not rubber, and cool, but not cold.
“D—aah!” She squawked, squeezing his arm like a plushie. “You can fly??”
“Y—.” That one clear syllable of Danny’s voice, with no ghostly echo, quickly switched to a less incriminating whisper. “Yeah. Surprised?”
Concept sketches and more deleted scenes pending! (maybe. Does anyone look at those things?)
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If you ever feel like you don't contribute to fandom because you "only" comment—
A regular serial commenter just joined a fandom Discord server I'm on and people are coming out of the woodwork to thank her for her service to the fandom, expressing how much joy her comments on their works bring them.
If you're a reader who gets nervous about leaving comments, please take a moment to read the notes on this post. The tags alone have been giving me life for the past week, and it's honestly lovely.
#fandom isn't about producing fan content anyway#it's about community and engagement#comments on fanworks and interactions with fellow fans IS contributing to fandom#never forget that
Shout-out to @raiphend for the addition of these very correct tags.
People who "only" comment are so so important. I recognise the usernames of people who regularly comment on my fics and I love them all. In fact I love anyone who leaves an uplifting comment on my work, whether it's once or repeatedly. Interaction is so important, it's really nice to feel like you're connecting with people via what you create, even if just for a brief moment.
How Danny transforms from Fenton to Phantom is... Weird...
Like the twin rings still go around him when he goes ghost, just... Turning bacm to human is the issue...
He has to hide VERY well because of it.
it's like- straight out of an alien type movie. A ghost saw him transforming back to human one time and never went back to Amity after that.
Danny's human form basically just bursts out of his ghost form's stomach his ghost form soon melting afterwards.
FUCK even VLAD says he doesn't do that!
During bitter reunions, Danny was kept in his ghost form and felt his human form... Trying to claw out... fuck he HATED that box.
Danny: "Vlad get me the fuck out of here I feel my body WIGGLING inside me and it doesn't feel good"
Vlad: "what the fuck do you MEAN?"
Danny: "You don't burst out of your ghost form's stomach like some shit from alien?"
Vlad: "NO??? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?? I JUST SWAP FROM HUMAN TO GHOST AND GHOST TO HUMAN!"
Danny: "Oh God my human form is gonna go through my mouth"
Skulker: "Oh shit- I forgot you transform like that and not like Plasmius"
Vlad: "WHAT"
*a fucking hand claws out of Danny's mouth*
Vlad: "OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT THE FUCK??"
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Oh god imagine when his parents are about to vivisect him and the only way he could get out is by turning back into human...
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*Jack and Maddie prepared to vivisect Danny*
Phantom: "fuck fuck- fine-" (*rolls a natural 20 on body horror and grossness*)
What they saw wasn't pretty... First it was the movement underneath the stomach of the ghost boy... "Jack?" Maddie spoke, a waver in her voice.
"what is it sweetkims?" Jack turned around. And right as he did, he saw something break through the ghost boy's stomach, Phantom making gargled sounds and his face looked... Annoyed...
It was a hand.... Clawing It's way out as another hand covered in organs and ectoplasm.
But the bones breaking... Fuck the bones... The rib cage breaking as something... Humanoid... Covered head to toe in ectoplasm... Jack and Maddie fainted right there...
i like to think sam met danny first and then met tucker through him. and that sam genuinely thought he was emo which is why she wanted to be his friend in the first place
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The latest chapter of The Summoner's Second Chances gave me all the cavities with how sweet it was!! @whimsimmortal thank you for blessing us with such a brilliant fic! I can't stop reading it - I don't want it to end!
You write them both so well so please accept this art from a scene in the most recent chapter as a thank you for all your amazing art and writing! 💖💖
Aaashfjsjfkdjfkd THANK YOU!! Aaaaah they look so cute!! Her peaceful face, the soft look he's giving her, oh my goodness 🥺 (and his little freckles ajhdkwjdkd)!! The colors look great, too - I feel like that slightly minty Phantom green is so iconic to your style, it looks so crisp 👌 - and tbh the clothing folds are so satisfying?? I say as one who struggles with it tbh 😆
Ty for all your kind encouragement, Booo! You're the awesomest ( ˶´ ᵕ `˶ ) and all of your comments (and this art!) have really made writing this story more special to me! <3 <3
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EYY WE'RE BACK IN BUSINESS, BABY, and Chapter 8 of The Summoner's Second Chances is not, in fact, the last chapter! \o/ What can I say; they ran away with me a little.
“I know, isn’t he handsome?” She dropped it on the bed and started to untie her robe. “Well. Maybe not as good as the real one, but. Still a nine, at least.”
“Paulina? What the—?” He drifted closer to watch over her shoulder, still shaking with stifled laughter.
“Shh shh, trust me.” She tied her robe around the pillow and cinched in the waist.
“Dang. Y’know? I think he wears it better than me.”
“Pff! Wrong. He might be cute, but you made it Gucci.”
AAAH oh my gosh booo-merang 😭💚 this is so cute already!!! Thank you for blessing my tumblr notifs and my fic with your art and encouragement!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
