Tissaia Stories

In the wake of the harrowing Battle for Aretuza, a shroud of sorrow enveloped the academy. The memorial for the young sorceresses, who had been lost due to Vilgefortz's malevolence, was particularly heart-wrenching. Tissaia De Vries, the unflappable Rectoress of Aretuza and your closest friend since childhood, seemed to be grappling with an impenetrable melancholy. Her eyes, once filled with an indomitable spirit, now looked weary and dimmed. As the ceremony progressed, Yennefer walked into the room. Something about her entrance sent a bolt of concern through your veins. Your senses, honed through years of magical training and emotional attunement, screamed that something was terribly wrong. Without a second thought, you slipped out of the room, your heart pounding with a mixture of dread and urgency. Summoning all the concentration you could muster, you conjured a portal that led directly to Tissaia's office. As you stepped out of the swirling vortex, the scene before you nearly shattered your heart. Could you save her in time?

Just some Yennaia fanfic, characters are from show and books series Witcher, they don't belong to me, but feel free to enjoy some gay fluff now.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒. ❝ if you knew the 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 of your love to 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 me. ❞ [cahir x fem!oc] [the witcher] [season 1 - ???] [©2023 | -deanspie ✰]

Tissaia a teacher at Oxford university, and Yennefer her assistant. What could go wrong? once they both stop denying the spark and tension between them, one finds out that someone likes to maintain a certain dominance outside of the classroom. They enter an agreement, one of lust, power and control. will it be too much for Yennefer and Tissaia, can they handle working together as well as their intimate relationships, or will this simply break them more than they'd ever been broken before? Read to find out!

Moving from one Sphere to another is no simple task... An accidental undertaking which Leighton Dorren would soon come to find that it would irrevocably alter the course of her life... Especially after she comes into contact with a certain white-haired Witcher who walks the Path by the name Geralt of Rivia...

Velliarh. A child of the black sun. Heiress to Nilfgaard. From Princess to Sorceress, follow Velliarh on her journey through betrayal, pain and her inevitable fate.

Female witchers don't exist. They're myths. But we live in a world where myths aren't as far from reality as rumors. ≪◦ ❈ ◦≫ Vesemir sends Geralt to find a woman who will very likely be the solution against the end of the witchers' race. But she isn't anything like he expected. And he did especially not expect to fall in love with her. ≪◦ ❈ ◦≫ This Fanfiction is based on the Netflix TV Show and the Video Games. All rights go to their rightful owners, my own characters are mine. ≪◦ ❈ ◦≫ Basic plot: The one where the Raven and the White Wolf meet. ≪◦ ❈ ◦≫ This story plays in the TV Show timeline, BEFORE the first Episode of Season 1. ≪◦ ❈ ◦≫ Started: 7. June 2022

Oneshots for female characters !!! *requests open* Note that I take requests only for the Fandoms in the info in my profile