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This is from a Yennefer x Triss wip I'm not sure I'll ever finish ...

Triss felt hatred roll off the sorceress in waves and wondered if she’d ever find a way to redirect that passion into something that would benefit them both…

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Yennefer’s Body

+18 Witcher fics

Most of these fics are only posted on Ao3, but here they are! enjoy! (Oh, and a few more to come.)

- Mating season Words: 6004 Geralt avoids Jaskier in the spring, but they meet and Geralt has a hard time controling himself

-Thorns, lutes, and happy endings 2/2 Words: 5,321 Jaskier is a strong, independant bard and can take care of himself. So when our strong independant bard gets attacked by wolves, he whack'em with his lute.

-Say yes to the dress Words: 2,950 Dandelion needs a disguise but they get...sidetracked.

-How to silence your bard Words: 1,050 Jaskier is very loud during sex

-Wanna bet? Words: 1,312 Can Jaskier stay in Geralts lap?

- Patience Words: 1731 My excuse to let Triss push Yen against a wall

- Snack time Words: 3446 Jaskier is a hangry vampire and Geralt kindly volunteers as a snack.

- When in need for a place to sit (with ART) Words: 1526 Where Jaskier has to sit in Geralt’s lap, and Geralt riles him up a little

-Pink lace corset Words: 853 Jaskier’s restraints snap finally, when he comes back early and find Dandelion in a pink, lace corset.

-Friends with benefits to lovers Geraskier ficlet where fucking becomes making love

-Dusk til dawn Words: 4652 Where Alpha Geralt and Beta Jaskier, who despite the signs, are surprised when Geralt's rut hits. A loveletter.

-In a dark corner/tied to you (smut battle) Words: 2,935 They have planned this for a while, but now it is finally time for Jaskier to warm Geralt’s knot in a busy tavern.

-The more the merrier (smut battle) Words: 1,418 Where trans Jask decides to have both his witchers at once.

-What I want is on land (smut battle) Words: 2,270 Geralt slowly gets to know all of Jaskier, including what it means to share his heat in his mer form.

-Waenk Morhen (smut battle) Words: 1,325 Because for some reason they need to know who comes the hardest and shoots the furthest. A competition.

-The right person (smut battle) Words: 537 Triss has never seen a porno, and Yennefer decides they are fixing that

-Changing room changes (smut battle) Words: 1,162 Eskel is dealing with his stressful work in the restaurant by jacking off, and somehow Jaskier joins

-Good dreams (smut battle) Words: 950 Where Jaskier wakes Geralt from his wet dream and Geralt tells him all about it.

-Gather me close (smut battle) Words: 2,999 Half-mer!Jaskier longs for his witcher during his heats, until Geralt offers to join him

-Work for it (Bard week) Words: 2,233 Only when Jaskier is in heat does he seek out Valdo’s bed, and they are not very good with dealing with it

- Ruin me Words: 4402 Jaskier and Dandelion team up to wreck Valdo.

-Let me worship you Words: 1777 Jaskier is determined to show Eskel how very loved he is.

-Fairy marks Words: 5007 The mark needs to be pressed by someone to go away, or the marked limb will remain unfunctioning. When Jaskier’s tongue is marked, Geralt will either have to hold on or give in.

-Taste that your lips allow Words: 3288 Beta Geralt helps omega Jaskier when his surpresants are stolen.

-Never enough Jaskier takes a phonecall while Geralt fucks him, which in hindsight might have been stupid

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A greedy panda is back for more.

May I please beg for some 40 post-nightmare hug Trissifer? And just, fingers in hair and just gentle gentle gentle, please and thank you <3<3<3

CW: canon typical violence and blood, nightmares, hurt/comfort

Sodden had taken its toll on the two sorceresses from Aretuza. Despite being incredibly powerful and very capable in battle, they weren’t soldiers. They weren’t warriors. Yes, Yennefer could break a man’s neck without even blinking, and Triss could fell an army as she bended nature to her will, but that didn’t mean they wanted to. Yennefer’s drive for power had never been about killing people or destruction. There was no power in death.

The real power was in living. She’d learnt that lesson on her very first night at Aretuza, possibly the most important thing that Tissaia had ever taught her. To die was to give up, to live meant defeating all of those who stand against you, even if it is your own mind.

And poor, darling Triss, she was a healer. Her knowledge of plants and their properties had stemmed from a desire to help people, to love, to heal. Triss, who treasured every living thing, and even apologised to the pitiful bugs and insects that were needed in their potions and enchantments, the healer who had been forced to kill a hundred men. Men with families, wives, husbands, children, fighting for a ruthless monster who saw them as pawns, fodder to be destroyed in a bloody battle.

A battle that had nearly killed them both.

Yennefer’s hands were still scarred from the inferno she’d let rip through the forest, and Triss still struggled to sit up, her body still healing from the blade that had buried deep into her gut, but they were alive, and they had each other for when life seemed to get too much. So, Yennefer didn’t regret her decision to help Tissaia in the slightest. For once, it felt like she had done something meaningful, something powerful, something more than running round the Continent on a wild goose chase in search of what she had lost.

“Yen…” Triss murmured from the bed, her rich chestnut curls falling in front of her freckled face. “Yenna, n-no…”

A nightmare.

Yennefer probed at Triss’s mind, just enough to see a fireball surrounding herself. She looked wild, ferocious… beautiful. That made her smile despite the fear clutching at her heart. Triss always saw her as beautiful, no matter what. With a soft sigh, Yennefer crawled into the bed next to Triss, gently pulling her into her arms, Triss’s head resting in her lap. She closed her eyes, keeping close contact with Triss’s mind, as she ran her fingers through the soft curls, filling Triss’s mind with happier thoughts and memories.

The day they spent in the cornfields together before Triss had been stationed in Temeria. Flower crowns conjured from thin air, sweet smelling and fresh, a picnic of the finest food laid out in front of them, just two dearest friends enjoying the day.

The day spent at elven ruins, a field trip from Aretuza in Yennefer’s later years, Triss had been in her first year at the school, young and timid and afraid. They’d been thick as thieves, mocking the Ban-Ard boys as they got far too excited over shit in the dirt. Yennefer had pulled Triss to one side, sneaking around the ruins until they found a patch of feainnewedd, the chaos rippling around them. As the more experienced mage, Yennefer had delighted in showing off, creating fireworks in her hands that resembled the pretty blue flowers. Triss had been so excited, reciting all the properties of feainnewedd, chattering away until it was dark and they’d been left behind. Yennefer had portalled them back to Aretuza to face a very angry Tissaia de Vries, but it had been worth it.

Triss had been worth it.

The whimpering settled down into steady breathing, and Triss stopped wriggling in Yennefer’s arms. The raging torrent of fire in her mind melting away to reveal a beautiful wooded area, the giggles of fae child echoing from the treetops. So, Yennefer opened her eyes, gazing down at her friend, fingers still carding through her hair, and she smiled warmly when she saw the serene expression on Triss’s face.

The nightmare was over… for now.

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18. “You can be wearing a trash bag, and I’d still want you.” Bedroom, Telling each other I love you. Someone being soft with Yennefer, doesn’t matter who she’s paired with as long as she is loved for more than her beauty and power

So I changed the phrase a bit to make it fit canon. But I love this prompt! Here’s my first femslash in decades. Probably since I wrote super bad Buffy fic in middle school lol.

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“I could look at your freckles all day, you know,” Yennefer says before reaching out to trail her fingertips across Triss’s cheek, tracing the pattern of the marks. They’re laying in the master bedroom of Yennefer’s latest home, the early morning light just starting to stream through the windows. She’s propped up on one elbow, staring down at the other woman who is currently blushing in such a delightful way.

“I’d probably die of embarrassment before the day was over,” Triss snorts, but she leans into the touch so Yennefer just smiles widely at her.

“Oh please. You know how much I adore you and your natural beauty,” she tells as she runs a finger down the bridge of Triss’s nose. It’s true. Her lover is absolutely gorgeous and she hardly ever works at it. Yennefer spends hours perfecting her clothing, her makeup, even the way she carries herself.

And it never seems to be enough.

“I hope you want me for more than my looks,” Triss says softly, raising a hand up to tuck Yennefer’s wavy hair behind her ear. Yennefer turns her head and presses a gentle kiss against her palm, smiling when Triss sighs happily.

“Glad to know you think me so shallow after all these years,” Yennefer teases before adding, “We all know I’m the pretty one in this relationship.”

“How could I forget?” Triss giggles before adding, “sometimes I wonder if you even know how lovely you are without all the nonsense you put yourself through.”

“Of course I’m lovely. Traded a bit of my soul for it, didn’t I?” she spits out.

“Don’t be purposefully dense,” Triss tells her with a roll of her eyes. “Your beauty is in your head, in your heart, in the way your hand fits so perfectly in mine. It’s in the way you pretend like you don’t give a shit about the world’s problems but then give all of yourself over and over and over again to solve them. You’re so much more than your looks. You could be wearing a burlap sack and I’d still want you.”

Yennefer ducks down, hiding her face against Triss’s neck. She wraps an arm around her lover and nuzzles at the sensitive skin beneath her ear. Every single fucked up thing she’s had to endure was worth it to get here; to get to this moment where they’re able to just lay here with their legs tangled together beneath the covers. She wouldn’t trade it for anything.

“I love you,” she whispers, her lips brushing Triss’s ear, and it startles her a bit to realize just how much she means it. She’d both live and die for this woman, for the chance to have stolen moments like this until the end of their lifetime. It should probably terrify her, but instead it just warms her to the core, makes her feel like she’s worthy for the first time in ages.

“I love you so much,” Triss says before rolling onto her side and catching Yennefer’s mouth in a kiss. Her lips are so soft and yielding, and Yennefer can’t help running her tongue across the seam of her mouth, begging for entrance. Triss gives in so beautifully, letting out a breathy moan as Yennefer takes control and deepens the kiss.

They don’t leave the bed for hours.

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I consider it to be an atrocity and a crime against lesbians everywhere that there's no a/b/o trissifer like yall, I refuse to believe yennefer wouldn't bite a man's hand off if he even Acted like he was gonna reach for triss meanwhile triss is smug as hell that she's one of the two (2) people yennefer of vengerberg, aka That Bitch, would throw hands over

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