#shonnacred #shonnaraha #lightpartypolycule (technically. gang's all here)
#shonnaspicy #shonnacred | sowry not to log on and immediately hornypost about thancred waters but I Do think he's freak enough to ask shonna to use his teeth
#shonnacred #shonnaspicy derailing Again it would be funny if after marking urianger suddenly it all Makes Sense and his instincts just sorta click into place and he realizes what's been missing between him and thancred (they've been half-bonded since pre-edw and neither know it)
Vio had asked him, once, if it would help, should he have someone to blame. A place atop which his grief could rest. Thancred had been at odds with the phrasing ever since it was uttered. He'd been silent as she continued. "I'd imagine it would grant some release," she'd said in that tired, quiet voice of hers, "were you to offset it elsewhere." They would go on pretending that she held no grief of her own. That only his own eye was beholden to the ache of absence and the solemn duty that came with filling the gaps. That Minfilia only ever meant anything to Thancred and even during the many years where he'd left her to grow up in F'lhaminn's care alone not once did she make any further connections beyond the man who'd renamed her. An act that in so doing he'd prayed to the Twelve would be enough to protect her. He should have known better, in hindsight. He rarely ever does.
But the both of them had nowhere else to go beyond the biting cold that awaited them outside their borrowed room in House Fortemps, and much less to do besides. And right now Vio's unglamoured wrists are doing far more speaking than her mouth is. And it was true that he spent every waking moment either thinking about it or making every effort not to, and his common vices were no longer indulgent, and every time he closes his eye he can see the fading blue in hers and hear the defeated sorrow in her voice that at the time sounded so shallow and fake but after more than a half-second of thinking about it realized it was meant to come across as haunted. And so he agrees if only in the hope that he can let that part of him go, that in one aether-hot tryst he can bathe and drown himself in his fury and he'll no longer be dripping with it when he comes up for air, and when Vio next decides that her blood does not belong in her body it won't be his fault.
They discussed quietly their stipulations and he swallowed his uncertainty so that it would instead gnaw at his gut rather than press against his throat—or worse, overflow and slosh against the glass of the sole hazel pane through which she would be able to view it. Because, as was the case with most things he does, he was acting in service of another. He owed it to her to face his unfounded ire. To uncover this ugliness that really was unbecoming of the person he was trying to be. It was meant to be a type of interrogation. He was good at those.
They were meant to wait for nightfall, as was expected of the prim and proper Ishgardian nobles. Except neither Vio nor Thancred were any of those things and having plans for later did not give them anything to fill the time inbetween, and with nothing to interrupt them due to Vio having been ordered to remain bedbound for the next sixteen suns—because who could have predicted she would have such an adverse reaction to Minfilia's functional death—and the star seeming to revolve around the trials and tribulations of their vaunted Warrior of Light that they can ill afford to lose, all that either of them had was their thoughts and each other. Of course, they were both trying to avoid their thoughts until the time came so they turned to each other, appeasing their boredom with idle touches and tangling of limbs that were all innocent enough until the gentle tightening of her smalls beneath her nightgown betrayed her.
#shonnacred written more as a character/scenario study, PROBABLY not canon unless I change my mind. Go my car crash wolcred
CW: nsfw , dubcon , cnc , under-negotiated kink , age gap , hatefucking
Labeled for text. Apologies in advance for the lack of italics/bold in alt text!
I did have a passing thought abt him struggling mid-sex that he appreciates the fact that her cock isn't "monstrously huge," like he can take her not just easily, but comfortably in a way that feels good for him
#shonnaspicy #shonnacred before I forget
ok #shonnacanon #thanuri #shonnacred it's very important that their "pleasure jaunt" is a very convenient excuse for thancred to buy time knowing that he and shonna very much need to Have A Talk about them and the state of things
in my heart of hearts I KNOW that talk is gonna be difficult
#shonnacanon #shonnacred
I'm sure while thanuri are quite literally dicking around in Tural they have Talks about how thancred needs to Have A Talk with shonna. I don't think they ever FIGHT over it but I DO think Things are Said that makes them tense for like. A day.
(Unfortunately because something is Severely and Critically wrong with both of them they're a bit too touch-starved for all this very close and intense contact to be registered as fully hostile in either of their brains.)
#shonnacred | #shonnaSHB | #shonnaspicy
#shonnaaotd | #shonnalore | sliiight #shonnacred
idk why I made two separate threads under this post but.
#shonnalore | #shonnaspicy | #urishonna | #shonnacred
Now that I've developed more of her lore, Estinien ALSO comes to learn her true name before she divulges it publicly. He only half-slips up once in the presence of the Scions sometime later (between 7.2 and 8.0 probably)
#shonnaaotd | #shonnalore | #shonnacanon | #shonnacred