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[vanillahina]

Xenoblade Modern AU: La Science du Coeur

I can't believe that I forgot to share my 1st fic in 8 years, also the first one in English.

Modern AU with the Trinity Processor. They're attending University.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48001567/chapters/121030735

[lazybearvanilla]

As soon as I heard King Dice’s voice I was SOLD. It’s so fitting and I hope they stick with that voice actor when the show is released cause brooo ❤️😭

[vanillamawrites]

A Damned Universe

The universe is really big, Tony thinks.

A large and vast space inhabited by stars, planets, black holes, and aliens of every size and shape.

A space so large you feel comforted when you know that there are other living beings that live in your same universe.

So why did he feel so alone?

Probably due to the fact that Thanos won and wiped out have of all life in the universe, that definitely sucked. Maybe it’s due to the crushing and hollow feeling that settled in his chest after the battle was over. Maybe it was due to the fact that Tony watched his companions turn to dust one by one. Maybe it was due to— “I don’t wanna go...”

The crushing feeling in his chest is stronger now.

Tony’s breath came short and shallow as he watched the blinking stars drift by as the ship floated, drifting endlessly through space. 

Food and water ran out two days ago, oxygen would run out in a week and Tony had no hope for rescue. This wasn’t his first brush with death of course. There was Afghanastan, New York, and space was just another death trap in Tony’s life. 

Tony wonders why the universe is so determined to keep him alive. Why keep him alive whern there are other people so much better than him? Why won’t it just let him die?

People like Pepper, Rhodey, Peter, even that damned wizard doctor. Of all people, why him?

Pepper, god he didn’t even know if she survived... 

And Peter... oh god Peter. 

The kid— no, his kid, Tony knew he should’ve turned around when Peter was on board, he shouldn’t have put Peter in danger, then maybe...

... maybe it wouldn’t have made a difference.

But it was just so unfair. Peter was sixteen, he had a whole life ahead of him (if somehow he survives, what is he going to tell May?) and was so much better than him. Peter was everything Tony wasn’t at his age. It was absolute bullshit that the universe decided that Tony Stark deserved to live and Peter didn’t. 

Tony took a shuddering breath of the already thinning air, and suddenly thought maybe it was better that Peter wasn’t stuck in this death trap with him, suffering from dehydration and hunger pains.

Tony just wished he wasn’t so alone.

Nebula wasn’t much for conversation, caught up in her own grieving. Tony understood and leaves her to her own brooding. 

He’d take anyone at this point, any reassurance he wasn’t alone. Rogers, Romanoff, Rhodey, anyone. Even that annoyingly snarky wizard (Strange his brain supplied) he fought with on Titan. 

(Tony wonders what Strange saw in those fourteen million six hundred and five futures to think that trading the time stone was worth saving Tony’s life.)

And despite his best efforts, a sob built up and tears begin to to form in his eyes as his body begins to shake. He wheezes, sobs racking his body as he cried for those lost and for those he lost.

All the while cursing the universe for letting him live.

[vanillamaa]

With a family like this, how could she ever be bored?

Also on AO3!!!

Robin dropped the quill she was using onto her desk and leaned back in her chair, groaning as she stretched. She rolled her wrist in its socket as she breathed out and grimaced at the stack of papers she still had to look over and sign.

Just a few more and then she can call it a day.

She wondered how on earth Emmeryn dealt with this much work. Despite her grievances, Robin picked up her quill again and began to look over another proposition. In her two year absence after defeating Grima, her work had piled up, but she would gladly do the mind numbing task of paperwork if it mean future generations would never have to deal with Grima ever again.

After sealing the parchment in an envelope and stamping her personal wax seal of the Queen of Ylisse on it, she set it aside and began to reach for another, but a yell made her stop and jerk her head up in alarm.

Another familiar high pitched scream followed and she stood quickly, not caring that her seat fell too the ground. That scream came again and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she realized who it was.

"Oh gods... Lucina!"

Bolting from her office she followed the scream from where it came, an arcfire tome in hand, ready to burn the person who dare lay a hand on her daughter to a crisp-

"Ahhhhh! Back you monster!"

Robin burst into the courtyard, ready to start chanting the spell, but abruptly stopped in disbelief. Lucina, now at five years old, stood brandishing a stick at Chrom, who had a giggling Morgan secured under his left arm. Chrom began to chase her, roaring as Lucina shrieked, giggles falling through.

Robin stood in surprise, the arcfire tome still opened in her hands as she watched the scene play out in shock. "Wha- Chrom?"

The trio took notice of her, and still playing along, Chrom went to her side and gently grabbed her wrist, holding it up so Lucina could see.

"Hahaha! Not only have I captured the Prince, I have also captured the queen! Now the kingdom will fall without her!" He said in possibly the worst fake villain voice Robin has ever heard.

"He got mama!" Morgan shrieked helpfully from Chrom's arms. "Save us Luci!"

Lucina gasped dramatically. "Unhand my mother and brother you fiend!"

"Never! You cannot stop me! I am to powerful!" Chrom laughed still holding on to her wrist as Morgan laughed.

Finally feeling her heart slow and her confusion disipatate, Robin smirked and let her tome fall harmlessly to the ground.

"Oh, save us princess! Im afraid my magic wasn't strong enough!" She cried in her best damsel in distress voice and placing a hand on her forehead.

"No one can save you now!" Chrom said, gently shaking Morgan, keeping his grip strong around the small boy.

"Do not worry mother! I shall save you! For I have the power of Naga on my side and she shall bless my weapon!" Lucina cried, brandishing her stick upwards to the sky. After a few quick seconds, she rushed at Chrom with a cute yell, stick at the ready.

"What! You're more powerful than before! How is this possible?!" Chrom cried as Lucina beat her stick against his legs. He lowered himself onto his knees, releasing Robin's wrist and Morgan. "How was I defeated by you?!"

Lucina poked her father in the chest with her 'blessed weapon' and Chrom, quite dramatically, falls onto his back, seemingly to have died to the final blow.

"I have slain the monster!" Lucina cried, raising her stick in victory. "I have saved you and Morgan, mother!"

"That you did brave knight! And a brave knight such as yourself deserves a reward!" Robin said as she crouched down, a smile playing on her lips. Lucina grinned broadly as her mother kissed her cheek.

"I was brave too!" Morgan said, tugging at her coat sleeve.

"Of course you we're! You were a brave Prince and someone as brave as you deserves a reward as well!" Robin said, gathering her children in her arms and peppering their faces with kisses, making them squeal with delight.

"And don't I deserve a reward as well?" Chrom asked, sitting up.

"Monsters who kidnap princes and queens do not deserve a reward." Robin retorted, a sly smile on her face.

“Yeah!” Morgan and Lucina cried, agreeing with her.

“What’s this? Being ganged up on by own family?” He said, crossing his arms.

Robin rolled her eyes and leaned forward, kissing his cheek as well. “There. Are you happy now?”

“Not quite, my love.” Robin narrowed her eyes at the mischievous smile on her husbands face. She then yelped in surprise when Chrom pulled her close to him, his chest shaking with laughter.

“Chrom!” Robin said, the blush on her face standing out against her pale skin. “L-let go! I still have work to do!”

“It can wait!” Chrom said. “You’ve been holed up in your office for a few hours now, you deserve a bit of time to relax.”

Robin sighed. Honestly, sometimes it felt like she was raising three children instead of two. But, his grin was infectious as Lucina and Morgan tackled their parents, the force of it sending the four of them to the ground, all giggling and smiling widely.

But It was nice. Robin could feel the tension melt away under the warm sunlight and practically being smothered by her family’s cheeriness. Lucina’s blue hair tickled her nose as she drew closer and Chrom’s loud laughter echoing through the courtyard.

That was how Frederick would find the royal family just a few minutes later. Rolling around in the ground with pieces of grass stuck in their hair, and while Robin knew the inevitable lecture was going to come from the dutiful knight, she found she didn’t really care. All that mattered was the happiness she felt at being with her family. No war, no Grima hovering over their shoulders, just peacefulness and her children getting the childhood their future counterparts didn’t get to have.

And Robin wouldn’t have it any other way.

and that’s it!!! hope it was good

[vanillasweet]

Joe when leaving the White House: Well, good-bi den.

[vanillawg]

rippin apart my writing making myself cry and drinking coffee im a writer

[vanillahina]

La Science du Coeur - Chapter 2 is out!

Fall Semester is starting~!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[vanillahina]

Know my ship (Shalvis)

Headcanons and Future Redeemed spoilers below:

Shulk/Alvis

It was fascination/love at first sight. While Shulk was confused about his feelings, Alvis didn't really know what love was. He just knew that he appreciated Shulk a lot. Eventually, Shulk realized his feelings so he confessed first, much to Alvis's surprise.

Alvis doesn't have proper relationship experience, but he did experiment with his Homs body with others.

Speaking of which, both of them have good libido. Alvis will often start things off, just so he can see how Shulk will react to his flirting. (He finds his reactions fascinating) And Shulk will strike back eagerly, though bashfully. Who tops? Who knows.

Neither of them can cook: they make their meals super nutritious, but atrocious. Fiora tries desperately to teach them a thing or two.

They tend to switch, but Alvis is the big spoon more often,

Shulk likes to wear Alvis's fluffy coat when he's working and when the weather is getting colder.

They never use pet names: only their name.

They mostly show their affection through actions, especially Alvis. It took him a little while to say "I love you".

They're not really into PDA, but they can be seen holding hands in public.

While Shulk is a protective guy, he tries his best to not be overprotective with Alvis, since he knows that Alvis can take care of himself. Alvis isn't overprotective, because he believes that Shulk needs to grow stronger by himself. Shulk appreciates it. Alvis will save Shulk if his life is in danger though.

Shulk/A

Since he got taller, Shulk tends to be the big spoon.

They still don't use pet names. Shulk calls A "Alvis" when they're alone.

When they found each other again, both of them knew that they loved each other immediately, even if it took some time for A to realize it properly. They didn't wait for their confession: Shulk tried to confess first, but A beat him to it. They laughed about it.

They still can't cook, though A makes good battle soup and Shulk learned how to make Fiora's sandwiches.

Because he wants to keep a strong face by being the Liberator's leader, Shulk doesn't want PDA anymore. A doesn't mind at all.

They're both very protective of each other since they can't rely on their visions anymore.

Shulk is better with relationships thanks to the one he had with Fiora. He's still a little awkward, but he's getting there.

Shulk is a little self conscious about his body and his age, especially since he thinks that A is beautiful. But A reassures him and he feels like he's 18 again with them afterwards.

A respects the relationship he had with Fiora. There is absolutely no jealousy.