Cat in the Sun

Ao3 Cat in the Sun. Ace Author. Pronouns: (Apply All). Always Welcomes Fanart, Writings, & More. Feed the Author.

[catinthesun2]

Welcome!

Welcome to my little corner of the internet. Pull up a chair, a cuppa of hot tea, and let’s talk about stories. Everyone has a story to share and I can’t wait to hear yours. I go by Cat, and I am a student who loves writing, acting, and drawing. I hope this can be a place of community and positivity.

You can find me on ao3 @Cat_in_the_sun where I am posting my more current works. Older works can be found on Wattpad under the same name. Here I post updates, encouragement, story snippets, prompt responses, poetry, and other writing related information. Feel free to shoot me a message!

Current Works:

Burned & Bandaged Bridges (In Progress): Danny Phantom Fanfiction; Dr. Madeline Fenton is working in the lab when she receives a phone call from Amity General Hospital. They are asking for her to consult on a case. Not just any case, they want her help with treating the elusive ghost boy, Phantom. While it would mean helping the ghost, it would be a unique opportunity to study the elusive specter. What Maddie doesn't know is that by accepting this case, she will have to confront all the bridges she has burnt and try to bandage what is left of them.

Completed Works:

Do What They Never Would: Stay: (34,966 words) ATLA Fanfiction; The day of Azula's coronation has come, but she finds herself wandering into the depths of the palace to visit their latest prisoner— Zuko. Seeing his sister, Zuko no longer sees an enemy, but a girl just as broken as him. He decides to do something no one ever did for Azula: Stay. Facing a new world, Zuko and Azula must usher the Fire Nation into a new era.

When Heroes Fall: (28,831 words) Original Work; When a city’s hero dies, who will rise up and take his place?

Monsters & Manuscripts: (76,781 words) Podcast script; A small library in Northern Maine holds more secrets than anyone suspects. Neil joins a new book club in hopes of making friends, but little does he know how close he is to the monsters he is reading about.

[oonightmareoo]

“Excuse me, Mr… uh, Kent, was it? May I ask you some questions?” The kid was hardly older than Clark’s own son, so he thinks he could be forgiven for ignoring the Bat-insignia’d alarm bells the kid set off with his gaze alone.

“Sure? How can I help, son?”

“Er, well, the questions are about a um, sensitive topic so… is there like, a meeting room we could talk in or something?”

And really, is it Clark’s fault that the boy’s green eyes look so earnest? “Yeah, of course, just this way.” He leads the ginger to a meeting room not that far away, shutting the door behind them and watching the boy walk a few paces ahead of Clark.

The boy abruptly turns toward Clark, earnest and honest expression forgotten and in its place was an expression that caused Clark’s hand to automatically reach up to help - true desperation. “How do you make people not notice that you’re Superman?”

Clark’s hand froze, “I- what? Superman? Son, you’re joking, right?”

“Don’t patronize me,” the ginger snapped, “I know you’re Superman, even if you hide it better than- that doesn’t matter. How do you keep people from noticing? Is it the glasses? Is there some Kryptonian material that influences people into looking the other way? Is there any way that I can have some of that material?”

“I- they’re just normal glasses?” This was not how he’d anticipated the day to go when he’d been informed there’d be a tour group in the building.

“Then, is it the posture? The hairstyle? Magic from JLD? What do you do, how can I help him hide?”

[catinthesun2]

Which Insult Fits Danny Fenton Better?

Dorkwad

Dirtbag

Other (share in comments)

Voting ended onFeb 24

Working on a potential DP where Paulina & Star accidentally summon Danny Phantom. It’s very early stages but working title is “A Girls Guide to Summoning a Teenage __________”. The fic is set in Danny’s senior year and is non-phantom planet compliant

[striving-artist]

something I think we all know about fanfic, but don’t talk about because it would hurt writers feelings is that some fics are like fast food. I mean this as a compliment. I don’t always want to sit down for a six course meal that will be a flavor experience. Sometimes I just wanna dip some fries in a frosty. Sometimes I want something homecooked and delicious and super niche, but super comforting. Sometimes I want to eat an entire dark chocolate cheesecake in one sitting even though I know Its gonna make me sick. Just. holy crap, y’all. Sometimes I don’t even want fast food, I just want to eat an entire bag of chips. and yeah, I’m ashamed of myself afterwards, but at the time it was exactly what I wanted. So, no, we’re never going to say to our fanfic writers that we consider their writing to be the equivalent of a midnight run to taco bell - and we shouldn’t, feelings would be hurt by that. But writers, please, please, please, remember this. You don’t need to create a six course meal if you don’t want to. You don’t have to make something complex and homemade if you don’t want to. You don’t even have to finish cooking it - because someone will be thrilled that you brought a bowl of cookie dough and a spoon, because they cannot even consider sitting down and having a proper meal right now. It’s okay writers, whatever you decided to make. Someone was happy to have it. You gave them what they needed. You made them happy. You did good.

[thou-breath-of-autumns-being]

I don’t know why being fast food would be considered insulting!

A few years ago, I read an essay by a romance writer who openly admitted that her books were trashy, formulaic, and not Great Art. But what she said is that she gets fan letters all the time. From women with six kids whose only time for themselves is reading her books. From women in abusive relationships who read her books to give them hope that loving relationships exist. From women with depression who manage to eke out some pleasure reading her books. From women whose lives are awful and who read her books to give them the strength to live another day.

And– she points out– the writers of Great Art have many virtues, but they do not generally get fan letters from people whose lives are miserable and who seek out comfort and joy from the books. Because most of the time when our lives are awful, we don’t seek out Great Art. We seek out, well, literary fast food. We seek out emotionally manipulative hurt/comfort or fluffy coffeeshop AUs or Mutual Pining where there is Only One Bed.

Be proud of your work! Be proud of making literary fast food. Try to make the best damn literary fast food you can. Because somewhere out there– you might not know who, you might not know when– there might be someone who has just finished their last final, or who got fired from their job, or who is up all night with a newborn, and your fast food fanfic made their lives better. And that is no small thing.

[professorsparklepants]

I'm gonna be real I don't think anyone is ever gonna figure out Danny Phantom is living teenager Danny Fenton unless they see him transform. Because like. What the fuck is a half-ghost. Makes no fucking sense. If Danny Fenton is dead surely someone would have noticed by now.

What I think is more likely is that someone notices Danny Fenton bears a striking resemblance to Danny Phantom and delicately (or not so delicately) asks if he has an uncle or something who died young and that's why his parents are super into ghosts.

[humminginker]

Sparkle Danny ✨️

Thanks, @mooseymi for sending me down the dp rabbit hole ヘ(゜ο°;)ノ

[mirlumae]

Hiya! First post on tumblr! I may not be new to Danny Phantom, but I am new to the fandom or interacting with fandom and social media in general so go easy on me. Here’s some old art as a peace offering

[catinthesun2]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62357467/chapters/162572869

Chapter 7 Burned & Bandaged Bridges!

“GHOST!” Jack shouted, whipping out his ecto gun. For one brief second, no one moved. Then, the room exploded.

[matineaux-deactivated20260222]

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

[caats]

[ottisbuns]

Post that also work from the perspective of the cat.

[liones-s]

a big lesson for me was learning that most things are not as fragile as I’d believed. missing a class, or turning in a bad assignment, won’t instantly destroy your professor’s opinion of you. accidentally saying something harsh won’t make your friend want to end the friendship. it takes work to repair these things - it takes effort and research and sometimes a sincere apology - but you can do that because they’re not irreparably broken. what you’ve worked to build, in academia and in relationships and in life, is stronger and more enduring that your mind may teach you to believe. don’t let imagined fragility lead you to giving up

[ectospacecadet]

Still can’t believe the Phandom gaslit ourselves into thinking so much that is headcanon is canon.

Ghost King Danny isn’t a thing, Wes Weston doesn’t exist, Ghost Cores are debatable, Red Huntress isn’t Valerie’s ghost hunter name, Bones is not Youngblood’s parrot’s name. Etc.

It just goes to show how powerful, creative and influential one person’s idea has spread amongst the community, many times, and I love that for us.

[catinthesun2]

Burned & Bandaged Bridges Chapter Drop!

Back from the dead to update, we'll see when I am revived again *crying internally as I look at my work calendar*

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62357467/chapters/161461603

[jaseisdory]

The people of Amity always questioned what type of ghost Phantom was. Based on the information gathered, they were able to categorize ghosts, but they were unable to label Phantom.

Phantom was an oddity.

He would do one thing then do something that completely contradicts it. He didn't seem to fit in just one category, he seemed to fit in almost all of them.

Died from an element, raved about someone's actions had killed him.

Has ice powers, then turns around and can use fire, which none of the other ghost seem to be able to do. They had one element power and was stuck with it.

Protects the living from the dead, but also stop the living from attacking or capturing the dead.

Speaks in modern English and slang, but there is proof that Phantom has been around since the pre-historic times.

But there is something that has never changed.

He always knew where there was trouble.

They don't know what to believe or even how to approach this.

Even with the usage of the internet, it would take everyone a good minute to figure out where a fight was taking place.

But Phantom was always there the second something happened.

And taking into considering the fact that Phantom was a new to Amity, just like the rest of the other ghosts.

But none of them knew Amity like Phantom.

It was like Phantom could communicate with the city.

They wanted to know the answers about Phantom, and they were going to get them.

Well.

They was actually a random reporter and his cameraman that was never given the type of day or any assignments, so they took it upon themselves to research this all on their own.

The rest is on ao3.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59894254

[plagueislost]

this started out as rendering practice (love myself a good shrinkwrapped reflective suit) but it turned into “how many photo compression/degradation mimicking effects can i put on this guy before he becomes unrecognizeable” and the answer is A LOT

[thyym]

Hi guys!!! first time on tumblr, enjoy my attempts at drawing danny

also oh my god i probably spent more time figuring out the background than the doodles themselves lol

[rbvcdeluxe]

there are only two genders btw. people who are alive and people who are fucking dead

[ifellbecausegravity]