#modverse

[roselightfairy]

I know it’s been a million and a half years since there was any modverse collab content, but in honor of the WIP prompt reminding me that this existed - and our own sweet friends at home - have some modverse kitty content from me and @deheerkonijn to you!

(elf cats live a long time shhh)

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The furniture in the parlor was . . . stiff.

Not hard, exactly – the sofa where Gimli sat was cushioned enough that no one could have complained, and even if that had been the problem, there were enough throw pillows (lying scattered across the floor where Legolas had tossed them) to remedy them. It was just that it was almost . . . a little too upright to be quite comfortable, as though made for someone with better posture than he had – even if Legolas, lounging horizontally with his legs across Gimli’s lap, seemed to belie that thought. It was like everything in this manor so far: ornately-carved taps and deep-basined sinks; vast archways and tall, narrow windows with fastenings too high to comfortably open. Beautiful architecture: a building made to be looked at, not lived in.

And yet live in it they did – Legolas, who had navigated this place as easily as he did his apartment at home, knowing exactly which staircase to tug Gimli up to dump their luggage unceremoniously on the bed, rummaging unself-consciously through a tall liquor cabinet to help himself (and Gimli, too) to wine that would have come with an absolutely forbidding price tag in Minas Tirith. Thranduil, who had walked in on Legolas doing this in the kitchen and made no comment but a droll, “More excited to see the wine than your own father, then?”

He sat perfectly upright across the room in his own armchair now, nodding along as Legolas spun an epic narrative of their train journey here. Gimli sat quietly and watched him – watched them, father and son, the ways they took up space in this sitting room. Thranduil’s posture made the space into a council table, the armchair into its head; he sat as though holding court – but Legolas was the one who ran it, whose conversation held the room in rapture, both of them rotating into the captivating orbit of his presence. Gimli wasn’t sure how he felt yet about the Prime Minister of Eryn Lasgalen, but this at least he could admire – that he had made this place, stiff and upright as it was, a home for Legolas.

“– and then he was like, ‘Who do you think you’re visiting, the PM?’ and Gimli just said, ‘Yes,’” Legolas was giggling now, nudging Gimli’s thigh with a heel. “Completely straight-faced! I couldn’t stop laughing. Tell him the rest, meleth.”

Gimli laughed, despite himself – and was this a skill that Legolas had inherited from his father, then? He could feel the effort to put him at ease, to spread Legolas’s own comfort into Gimli – and it was working, softening the room around him like the furniture at his back.

He closed a hand fondly around Legolas’s ankle, trying not to track Thranduil’s eyes tracking the motion. “There’s not much more to say,” he said. “Or, at least, he didn’t seem to think so. Shut up for the rest of the train ride. Not a peep.”

“It was great,” Legolas interjected. “You would have loved it, Dad.”

“I’m sure I would.” Was that smile indulgent or tolerant? Either one was more than Gimli had dared to expect. “Well, I am glad you made it here, at any rate.”

“Me too.” Legolas twisted to aim his most endearing hopeful smile right into Gimli’s face. “I’m glad to show Gimli this place finally.”

“I had hoped you would manage it before your wedding,” said Thranduil. “Some other fathers might have hard words to say about that.” This with an arched eyebrow to match the wryness of his voice. “But, ah well, at least you came eventually. Oh – hello, Smudge.”

Gimli blinked, the non sequitur soaring directly over his head. Had he missed something? – but then, even as he opened his mouth to speak, a patter-clacking interjected in the silence and he turned towards the sound to see a slender tortoiseshell cat slinking its way through the gap in the half-ajar door. It moved very slowly, one dainty paw in front of the other, pale eyes narrowed as it took them all in.

“Smudge?” Gimli said.

“Smudge!” Legolas exclaimed with delight at the same time. “My best friend! Oh, Gimli, she’s been around forever. How is she doing, Dad?”

“See for yourself.” The cat – Smudge – made her way slowly across the room, pausing in front of the couch where they sat even as Legolas dropped a hand to the floor. She sniffed delicately at his fingers, nosing up and down his hand before stretching her head forward until his fingers parted around her ears – but just as his hand contracted to scratch her head, she turned deliberately away, letting his fingers drag along the full length of her body before leaving him to hop up onto the arm of Thranduil’s chair.

“Oh,” Legolas laughed. “Is someone mad at me for being away?” His voice turned into a croon at those last words, the tone he used when mock-scolding Athelas and Simbelmyne. “Were you so, so lonely without me?”

“You might have come back to visit earlier for her sake, if not for your father’s.” Thranduil’s long-suffering tone was spoiled by the twitch of a smile at the corners of his lips – and, to Gimli’s amazement, by the way the cat shoved her head into his hand, his fingers curling around the top of her head to scratch vigorously behind her ears. It might have looked regal, a monarch with his cat, except for the loud purring of the cat and the speed of his scratching fingers – not halfhearted at all, whatever he might claim.

“How are the kittens?” Legolas said. “I haven’t seen a picture in weeks – they must be so big!”

“Big enough to cause trouble.” Thranduil waved his unoccupied hand dismissively. “They’re around somewhere – they always turn up just when you don’t want them. Just like her.”

Did his voice – was that a shade of Legolas’s own croon in his voice?

“Smudge,” Gimli repeated, looking at the cat with a new respect. His first day in the home of Lasgalen’s Prime Minister and he had somehow already seen him soften!

“Smudge,” said Legolas, so fondly Gimli could practically see the hearts in his eyes. “She’s been around since I was a little kid; she’s like the mascot of this place. Cats live a long time here,” he added, at Gimli’s questioning look. “Must be the air.”

The air, or maybe the elves themselves – something about them that kept everything around them just a little younger than it should have been, just a little more sturdy. “How old is she then?”

“Late twenties now?” Thranduil mused. “She was only a kitten when she moved in” – moved in, Gimli noted, as if it had been a business negotiation – “but we didn’t know how old exactly.”

“But I was only a few years old,” said Legolas. “So yeah, must be late twenties. She was my best friend when I was little, Gimli. But she’s got a good few years left in her. Don’t you, Smudge? Come here!” He clicked his tongue.

Apparently, the cat’s ire was no more serious than Thranduil’s, for she hopped down from his chair and pattered her way across the floor back to Legolas’s beckoning fingers. When she reached them, though, he swept a hand under her and scooped her tiny body into the air as she squawked in displeasure. But Legolas only laughed, holding her up above his head as her paws flailed in the air.

“Ohh, you’re such a sweet girl, aren’t you,” he cooed, and lowered her onto his chest. “Come here, yes, that’s it.” In the same motion she had applied to Thranduil, Smudge drove her head into Legolas’s face, their noses colliding as Legolas giggled again. “Do you forgive me for leaving? Yes, I missed you, too. Oh, yes” – He laughed helplessly as the cat nuzzled his face, his neck, her paws now kneading at his chest. “Come here, I have someone for you to meet.” And without further ado he scooped her up again, sliding his whole body upright in the same motion, to present her to Gimli.

“Be careful,” Thranduil warned. “She doesn’t always take to strangers.”

“It’ll be okay,” said Legolas. “Just give her your hand to sniff.”

Gimli extended it cautiously. He’d never been much of a cat person – had never really understood how they ticked. But if this cat loved Legolas, surely they had at least that in common, right?

Her whiskers tickled his fingers, her nose cold and wet and velvety as it brushed just against his fingertips: once, twice. She withdrew, as if thinking – and then, cautiously, she nuzzled up against him just as she had with Legolas and Thranduil.

Gimli glanced to Legolas, and at his encouraging nod, he dared to scratch her behind the ears, too.

“She likes you,” said Legolas, grinning. “See, I told you she would!” He rested a hand on Gimli’s shoulder, warm and reassuring and meaningful. “Everybody does.”

In that moment, Gimli wasn’t sure Legolas was talking about the cat.

He flicked his eyes across the room to where Thranduil still sat, watching them – still with that tiny, almost soft smile, as though at the sight of his son, all of his dryness couldn’t help but fall away.

At least they had that in common. And Gimli felt, all of a sudden, a rush of fondness for Thranduil – for his father-in-law – for the home he had made for Legolas here, for the love he felt for his son and his cat. For sharing his fancy furniture and his expensive wine with Gimli, for welcoming him here, for the sake of the person they both loved.

And as an irrepressible smile began to bloom on his face in turn, as he relaxed back into his seat, Gimli thought that the sofa might have become just a touch more comfortable than it was.

[ask-post-dgs2-crew]

To er12eu

Hi Rosie 🥀

You might be dead but do you KNOW that I love you???

Hi ace-chaser!

I may be dead, this is true, but I am so glad to know that you love me!

I am confused how you know me, though...

Love, Rosie!

[tathrin]

A Youtuber AU would mean, like, "What if the characters made and/or uploaded youtube videos? What would be posted, how often, and why?" Either that or "What chaos would ensue if the events of the story were revealed to the public through youtube videos (either through being recorded in real-time or like, an explanation after the fact)?"

Ahh, thank you! That's helpful, very much.

(And let me just take this opportunity to recommend, if anyone is interested in this concept, that you check out this Modernized LotR Verse where Legolas is an influencer because it's really really good.)

[zerosocialskillz]

Tabi: Demons stole my visibility! Can’t have shit in Philadelphia

[deheerkonijn]

Gimli and Legolas' first kiss in modverse. :)

[storfulsten]

Hey carol can you please ship boyfriend and girlfriend 💞

Friday night funkin' AU A Goofy Movie?

well no I don't ship it really, but out of all the ships out there involving either whitty or bf outside of bombeep, that's the one I tolerate the most, and I do really enjoy seeing some cute fanart of them from time to time tbh lol

and I do kinda like that idea though, I fuckin adore that movie and I loved the max/roxanne ship growing up, and I could see it workin as a fnf bfgf au thing indeed xD I kinda do wonder who tf would fill the role of goofy though, I don't keep enough track of fnf as a whole to know if there's a proper father figure for bf out there in the modverse ha ah well

[kakaewpeak]

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[omegaverse-daily]

y’all I’m 23 today holy shit 🎉 -OM

[tortulja]

“did you eat all the popcorn?”

[Prompt]

Tortulja slowly placed the last piece of popcorn in her mouth, shaking her head ‘no’ and offering Halldis as innocent a look as she could muster. Standing from the couch, she grabbed the now empty bowl of popcorn and made her way toward the kitchen. 

“I’ll make some more!”

[roselightfairy]

Apropos of nothing in particular, but an aggregate of many things, I wanted to share a little modern AU positivity today.

I've been thinking about the phenomenon in general quite a bit lately, because one thing writing a fusion modverse gets you is a lot of "I hate modern AUs but." And as someone who won't seek it out on a first fic go-around, but generally really enjoys it, I wanted to give it some love.

I see a lot of distaste for modern AUs of fantasy or sci-fi fandoms specifically describing them as dull compared to their original settings. Obviously, fanfic is for us all to chase our bliss, but I find that argument so interesting because while modern AUs are often a different kind of bliss from the source setting, so many of the ones I've encountered are actually so vibrant and interesting? I love a modern AU that takes place in a very specific setting or centers on a very specific thing, because I just love seeing people geek out on a thing they love. I've learned so many random real facts about hobbies or places or careers through modern AUs! Musical settings that are clearly a place to work out personal music nerdery and stereotyping, imagining each character as their corresponding instrument; athletic AUs that get into the nuances of sports culture. (This is something I do myself in modverse with GImli's teaching career, as someone who has been in or adjacent to higher ed for many years now. Once I sent @deheerkonijn a message that was just a bunch of different academic personnel's email signatures.)

And then there's another flavor of modern AU that I adore, which is the way that canon events or relationships are reimagined into a more familiar setting. I love when people will take injuries or betrayals or fantastical situations from the original story and recast them into a more familiar setting: a fatal duel recast as a corporate takeover; an injury imagined as an accident. I like trying to spot all the details and being delighted at how things fit together.

I think that if canonverse fanfic is about exploring the world more deeply or trying to get "more" story, modern AU can be a really fun way of using the story or the characters as a way to explore/write about beloved familiar things, or a way of playing with and scrutinizing the story to capture its essentials in a totally different setting.

And even if it's neither of those things, it can just be such comforting fun! I love a good modern AU and wanted to sing its praises a little as a subgenre!

[ask-post-dgs2-crew]

Dear sister,

Who is the man living in our house? The tall one with the white hair. Why is he here? Did you allow him into the home… on purpose?

-Barok

[modverse]

Dear Barok,

I have grown rather fond of the strange man living in your house. He is so very fun to watch! He sits upon any surface open to him, crawling inside of cabinets, bathtubs, closets, fireplaces... He reminds me of a feral cat in a very charming way.

As for who let him in, it was actually you! Benjamin asked you if he could have a friend visit, and that person just so happened to be Enoch. It seems you may be stuck with him, as he appears to be rather happy there.

Best of luck!! Rosie

[fnf-writingz]

Don't have the motivation to write another super important character right bow so here's two slightly smaller ones

Toriel!Sarvente & Ruv:

-In LLNL, Kris lives in the city in which FNF and it's Modverse is located instead of Hometown. More specifically, lives with Sarvente & Ruv

-Meaning Selever will probably only exist as the Secret Boss of Chapter 3

-Sarvente is I would say honestly worse taking care of their mental wellbeing than Toriel, as she is, expectedly, your average overbearing mother, as Kris has to live with things like having to look "Presentable", feeling pressured to join in on some familially-tied stuff that they don't want to, and not being able to do things other kids can do because they're "Unholy"

-But most of all, they think she wouldn't approve of the Dark World. She's told them many times not to get involved with Magical shit, and they don't even wanna think about how she'd react upon learning the Prophecy involves essentially fighting God

-As you can expect, Sarvente was not happy about the fact that Kris's "ideal self" had red horns. Her throwing them away was when their relationship started to go South, as well as the first time she told them not to get involved with Magical shit

-In fact, Kris opening a Fountain at the end of Chapter 2 is the result of an argument that occured when Sarvente told them she didn't approve of Susie. The only reason she was allowed to stay was because they had predicted that, and went prowling around outside to make it look as if it was too dangerous for her to leave

-Ruv, on the other hand, thinks they should have more freedom than that. A privilege as small as being able to pick out their own clothes shouldn't be something they have to fight for, just because they partake in some activities that normal kids their age do doesn't mean they're gonna end up doing something worthy of jailtime, etc. And sure, them having a friend that pretty much goes against everything they stand for isn't a good look, but Kris isn't their Good Looks Generator. They're their child

Oo, I see...These are incredibly interesting concepts. :]

[tathrin]

12 for the fic writer asks!

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

I'll be honest, I don't tend to think about things in terms of tropes very much (maybe I'm just too old and they weren't being discussed/codified as prevalently when I was first learning how to think about stories; more likely it's just another case of me being bad at Paying Attention To Popular Culture lol). So my brain isn't very good at coming up with types of tropes off-the-cuff.

So I'm going to go slightly off-topic, because I'm struggling to come up with a more topical answer, sorry. (If anyone has a specific trope they want thoughts about, I can answer that! I just need more of a Multiple Choice Test for tropes it turns out haha.)

Instead let's talk about my least favorite type of AU: the modern/non-magical AU. "Ewww, why would you take out all the stuff that makes the setting fun?" I say, already wrinkling my nose and recoiling. (Note that replacing said trappings with alternative ones—e.g. taking a high fantasy society and shunting it into space, or turning an intergalactic faster-than-light galaxy into a steampunk one, or replacing shape-shifting with pirates, etc etc, does not count as "taking out the fun stuff" to me, because you're applying different trappings rather than just a boring default "normal life" setting.) Part of this I'm sure is that I dislike the concept, so I don't read it, so I don't ever see the good ones. I am self-aware enough to realize that at least lol.

However, I recently did poke my nose in on a Modern AU for Lord of the Rings...and LOVED IT. The world building is captivating, because they keep the story in Middle-earth. There are still elves and dwarves and hobbits. Minas Tirith is still there with its seven tiers, it's just also got public transport and smartphones. And seeing how the world of Middle-earth fits into a modern society is every bit as fascinating as it would be to apply it to pirates or space-travelers, and I am finding it absolutely delightful to explore and discover the world building as it trickles-out through stories. (Labels to designate elf-safe meat, what!?) So this AU I love, and highly recommend.

That said I'm still avoiding the tag on AO3 for the most part, because now my problem is that instead of just being bored by the idea as a concept over all, now unless the story has world building to compare to that of @roselightfairy and @deheerkonijn's exquisite Modverse, I'm disappointed by that XD

So I suppose this is one that's grown on me in some ways, and yet remains a no-thanks overall. But that still counts as progress, right? At least now I can recognize the theoretical merit of the concept, even if I still tend not to like it in execution!

[zerosocialskillz]

At this point, Boyfriend and Girlfriend in the modverse are just guys who witness other people’s stories while trying to woo each other.

They have their own stories, don’t get them wrong, but as they travel around the place, they meet people with their own stories (or their stories happen to put them in the crossfire), and they are seeing it through, even if it’s just a part of it.

I think it’s beautiful. These two sees other people living out their lives, and they are there because they just happen to be involved. Assuming that they aren’t too stupid to forget, they still remember these stories.

They still remember Whitty. They still remember Garcello. They still remember Hex. They probably still remember Spirit.

They still remember the stories that they saw, even if it’s just a part of it. And they are just there to have a good time.

Yes, they have their own story, but so are the other people they meet.

[deheerkonijn]

Some recent Modverse from Twitter (and also my cats). :) I think my early New Year's resolution is to figure out how the fuck to draw Aragorn.

[dalamusrex]

‘mornings are for coffee and contemplation.’

“A-fucking-men. I mean, you know, not ‘a fucking man’ or ‘fucking men,’ although the latter can be fun--hang on--” He lifts a finger to ask for a moment of pause while he shoved his coffee mug into his face and began gulping it down. He did not even like the taste of coffee, but the caffeine was an essential part of this particular vampire’s diet. Or, so it seemed--Did he just fill and down another cup?