#phil/triss

[scredgirl]

The other one of those commissions ;_;

[essskel]

I keep writing posts and deleting them going round in circles over the same problem and that problem is Philippa’s mismanagement of the Lodge. Specifically when it comes to Triss Merigold. Triss is a fair-weather ally, and Philippa knows this because she comes from a background of espionage and political manipulation. Philippa knows people and she knows Triss and she STILL lets Triss’ leash get far too long and far too tangled.

You either leave Triss out or you put her in the center and tell her she’s the most important person in the room (see the Wolf Witcher’s careful treatment of her in Blood of Elves). Philippa doesn’t do this, or at least she doesn’t keep it up, which means that when Yen comes knocking, Triss is riding off to Rivia and the Lodge is six feet under. Something about that feels reckless to me, though at the same time I love it, because it goes to show that even someone as skilled at manipulation as Philippa is going to slip when it comes to Triss Merigold. Because Triss is not simply ‘selfish’ or ‘patriotic’ or ‘dedicated to the wellbeing of mages’, she’s often just hoping that everyone stops fighting and doesn’t ask her to apologize and that they forget the things she does when she’s scared or lonely.

[sugarbabywenkexing]

Me scrolling through Nexus mods: Menswear for Philippa? Menswear for Philippa please? 🥺

[hanzajesthanza]

how i remember the lodge of sorceresses

philippa: boss lady, dark-haired, assassinations triss: boss lady's lil bitch sabrina: the boorish racist one from kaedwen sile: the stern prudish scholar margarita: the nice rectoress, has amazing boobs keira: funny blonde with a temper and brass knuckles assire: others bullied her, has a cat named merlin fringilla: oysters, beauclair, illusions, green eyes francesca: queen of dol blathanna, great monologues ida emean: red-haired aen saevherne, wears no stones or metal in her jewelry

[blood-inthefields]

Summary of all my Yennefer/Tissaia fanfics so far...

♠ All we are (is dust in the wind) ¬ It takes four days for Tissaia to find Yennefer after the battle of Sodden.

♠ Pynk (is where it all starts) ¬ In which hot-shot lawyer Tissaia de Vries unknowingly walks into a strip-club and finds herself hypnotized by one of the dancers there. Not how she’d planned her evening to go.

♠ Get naked (i got a plan) ¬ The phone rang, drawing her attention. With a sigh, she picked it up. “Phil, is that you?” Distorted by the line, a muffled voice answered her. “Johnny got clipped.” Tissaia’s hand balled into a fist. “You know what to do,” she replied curtly. The line went dead. She hung up, ran a hand through her hair. A bath would do her good. And then she would go find Yennefer. 

1920s AU.

♠ I’m your sinner (and your whore) ft. JZXR7 ¬ Due to circumstances entirely beyond Tissaia’s control (Yennefer. Due to Yennefer), she’s found herself trapped in her bedroom with a human whirlwind during a minor pandemic.

She has decided, in all her collected wisdom as Rectoress, that the girl has ten minutes to stop talking before Tissaia takes drastic measures.

♠ Want you, yes i do (bet you never knew it) ¬ The first time that Yennefer considers throwing Tissaia on a bed is in Rinde.

♠ I’ll be loving you (til the end of the night) ¬ Tissaia comes home after a hard day at work to find that her girlfriend has a couple of surprises in store.

♠ The one where Tissaia is a freestyle dance teacher ¬ “It’s Tissaia,” Triss told her, concern evident in her voice.

“What’s with her?”

Now closer to the window, Yennefer leaned forwards and watched as her former mentor, way down below, was shaking her arms and upper body in very strange ways. Had the woman finally lost it?

♠ I will let you down (i will make you hurt) ¬ She feels the blade against her throat before she’s even done with her sentence. Tissaia remains calm, despite the cold metal piercing the skin ever so lightly. Something warm runs down her pale skin and she knows it’s blood. Still, her eyes never leave Yennefer’s.

“Why,” Yennefer begins, almost shouting, as she stalks forward until she’s all up in Tissaia’s face. “Why did you let them send me to Nilfgaard?”

♠ My immoral ft. thinkbucket ¬ What’s up preps, I’m Yennefer Fireball Darkness Purple Mist Vengerberg and I’m a teacher at Aretuza.

or, a parody of legendary fanfiction My Immortal.

♠ Didn’t wanna believe it (but now you are all I see) ¬ It’s on their third date that everything goes to shit. In hindsight Tissaia should have known crushing hard on the whirlwind that is Yennefer would mean her life would be turned upside down. However, she had never imagined it would land her in jail.

♠ And now the surface ripples¬ She’s been scouring the Continent, desperate for a cure for her barrenness when word reaches her.

Tissaia de Vries is dead.

♠Find my place (in the warmth of your embrace)¬ A look at some entries of Tissaia’s diaries about her ever-evolving relationship with Yennefer.

♠ Stay a while (and be mine) ¬  Post Sodden Hill, Yennefer and Tissaia are back at Aretuza. One night changes their relationship forever.

♠ After hours ¬ Could the torture be any worse? Yennefer wondered. It was bad enough to have to spend entire days with Tissaia stuck in a classroom together with noisy, dirty children but being around her after the day was over and the children and other teachers had left was pure torture.

♠ Wanna kiss you (til I lose my breath)¬ The woman is not just a powerful sorceress, she’s an absolute witch and Yennefer tries to hide but it feels pointless. One look from Tissaia and she becomes an open book.

♠ I will reach for you (when you’re feeling low) ¬ Set in 2.03 after Yennefer shows up at Aretuza and gives Tissaia a gay heart attack.

They know, they all know what Yennefer means to her, how long she’s spent trying to find her.

♠ I used to float (now I just fall down) ¬ Post 3.08. Petals descending from the ceiling. Yennefer knew right away it was Tissaia, from way above up in her study, honoring her fallen girls. She looked at them, admired how they fell silently to cover the freshly dug graves.

Then the pain came.

Sharp, burning, unexpected.

Yennefer gasped.

♠ For neither ever nor never (goodbye) ¬ Missing scene from 3.08. Drabble.

♠ This is a glove story ¬ Tissaia receives a gift.

♠ If you wanna go (then I'll be so lonely) ¬ When she finds Tissaia on the floor surrounded by her own blood, Yennefer’s first instinct is to run to her, so she does. Her knees sink to the floor and she wails, cradling Tissaia’s body, hovering over her as if to shield her from harm. But the harm is done, and Tissaia’s the culprit, and Yennefer curses her name.

♠ Sinking fangs (into pumpkin delights) ¬ It is Halloween and Tissaia's been invited to a party where she meets a bewitching stranger… one that could potentially bite her, if asked nicely.

♠ Somewhere in the darnkess (us together for a while) ¬

“You’re playing with fire, Yennefer,” Tissaia warned, a hint of regret in her voice.

The younger mage closed the small gap between them, gently but firmly grabbing Tissaia’s hands with hers.

“Maybe I've always been drawn to the flames,” she replied, her eyes never leaving Tissaia’s.

♠ Do not stand by my grave and weep (I am not there, I do not sleep) ¬

“What did she mean to her,” Ciri bluntly asks after a while. The question’s escaped her but now she can’t take it back. She wishes she could when Geralt remains quiet and a slight frown appears on his face. He doesn’t know, she realizes. Or he does not want to tell her.

And that, in itself, is the beginning of an answer.

♠ Oh, my lover (you made me feel like no other) ¬ Freshly divorced, British architect Tissaia de Vries embarks on a journey to Italy where she finds herself caught in a whirlwind romance with a beautiful and enigmatic young gondolier.

[troiings]

Triss Merigold for the character ask meme

How I feel about this character

i don't wanna say 'sweet summer child, cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure' but like. netflix Triss? babby. love that they chose to introduce miss melodrama by having her whisper some soldiers off their horses. don't think they actually accounted for that as part of her personality though so much as they thought it would be hashtag Dramatique but it is what it is. anyway i love Triss and i love how we got to see her progress to sporting her scars from Sodden with pride.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

idk why Sabrina/Triss exploded the way it did but i definitely feel there's something to be said for these two women who were some of a very few survivors of a horrible battle and who also had incredibly traumatic experiences during that battle, you know? Triss/Philippa also good, the more people Philippa can corrupt the better lmao

My non-romantic OTP for this character

i would just have loved to see more of her and Tissaia together. Tissaia accompanying Triss specifically out to the battlefield - not, apparently, to help her directly so much as for emotional support - lives in my head rent free

My unpopular opinion about this character

actually i always hate this question because i don't pay enough attention to anyone else to know if my opinions are unpopular or not xD

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

gotta go back to her and Tissaia on this one. would also like to see her clowning around in romantic entanglements with Phil and/or Sabrina for shits and giggles. because as we know, Triss is in fact the biggest clown

[nellieofthevalley]

Okay I just finished another chapter in Time of Contempt, and I have a couple thoughts.

First of all, I appreciate the small bouts of Humor that Andrzej Has speckled throughout the serious scenes, it gives me a break from the overall drastic nature of it

Secondly, tissaia.

I cant choose wether I like show tissaia or Book Tissaia more. They are both VERY similar, And I appreciate both of them but oh my god the spell of Last resort scene in the book was just, Haunting.

The moment where Triss was screaming at her to stop, and Tissaia only pausing to help triss get away gets to me. She tells Triss that even though she made a mistake she still loves her, and that makes me unbelievably emotional. Her interactions with phillipa as well? Im obsessed.

“I was proud of you phillipa, but now I am filled with nothing but contempt for you.” Chills. Literal chills.

I definitely like that We got to see more of Tissaia and Phil in the books than the show. In the show they just kind of trade a couple snarky remarks and glare at eachother but in the books there is genuine Regret and hatred from Tissaia and Anger and defiance from Phillipa thats just- so interesting to read about.

Im also almost glad that Tissaia ends up dying because I know if she survived Geralt probably would have screwed her at some point.

[cherryjuicegf]

we can make sorceressexual yen a thing ok. she kissed triss FOR SURE, also fringy, and sabrina. that's just growing up together and bonding aretuza style <3

but then you add keira and phil and marti and and -

yen kissed them all i know it 😌

aretuza is the equivalent of the all-girl religious summer camps actually

[corvo-bianco-lilacs]

Triss shivered slightly in the chill of the bedroom. While Novigrad had welcomed mages and non-humans back into the fold of daily life, she still shied away from wandering alone in the city.

"You're cold. Come here." It was Philippa's voice cutting through the dim room, drawing Triss' gaze to the owl sorceress.

"Even without sight, you always know..." Triss smiled, standing from the desk and making her way over to the bed, where Phil sat waiting with open arms.

"You shiver loudly." Phil teased, pressing a kiss to Triss' cheek as soon as she was settled in her lap, her head coming to rest on Philippa's shoulder. "But I do find it rather endearing that you would choose to suffer rather than come and sit with me."

"I don't choose to suffer, Pippa." Triss pouted, glaring at the older woman. "I simply wait for you."

Philippa chuckled at her words, hugging the younger woman closer to her, her nose pressed into auburn locks that smelled of verdania and lavender. She inhaled deeply, breathing Triss in, humming her appreciation of having her nestled in her arms.

"I would rather have you here with me all the time, darling. You don't have to wait for me to ask or notice. You are always free to come to me."

Triss smiled, wrapping her arms tightly around Phil's waist, pressing her face into the crook of Phil's neck, sighing at the other woman's warmth as it radiated through her.

"Very well, Pippa. I'll come to you." Triss breathed, pressing a feather-soft kiss against Philippa's skin, earning a hum of appreciation.

"Good. I love you, my little flower."

"And I love you, my owl."

[scredgirl]

Commission i did AGES ago and forgot to post!!

[essskel]

Smile, sweetheart. I’m not asking.

Triss and Philippa should have their portrait taken, but with one of those old fashioned film cameras where you have to sit still for a while, and it’s just enough time to realize how fucked you are. (ID in alt)

[vesemirsexual]

@essskel you got me THINKING

phil would absolutely be into triss calling her yennefer in bed in the nastiest way. and it’s like…hell yeah i get to see into your soul and see the lowest saddest parts of it, i get to see one of your deepest desires that you can’t have and you’re too ashamed to even admit when you’re not lost in the moment!! that’s foul lol do it again. i won’t tell if you do it again.

[windflowerofskellige]

Weird thought why is Dijk so invested in you getting in a relationship with Triss??? First of all he knows how head over heels Geralt is for Yennefer second like??? Is it cuz she's Philippa's bitch?? Is he hoping to cockblock Phil?? WHAT'S THE STRAT HERE I DON'T UNDERSTAND

[blood-inthefields]

Summary of all my Yennefer/Tissaia fanfics so far...

♠ All we are (is dust in the wind) ¬ It takes four days for Tissaia to find Yennefer after the battle of Sodden.

♠ Pynk (is where it all starts) ¬ In which hot-shot lawyer Tissaia de Vries unknowingly walks into a strip-club and finds herself hypnotized by one of the dancers there. Not how she’d planned her evening to go.

♠ Get naked (i got a plan) ¬ The phone rang, drawing her attention. With a sigh, she picked it up. “Phil, is that you?” Distorted by the line, a muffled voice answered her. “Johnny got clipped.” Tissaia’s hand balled into a fist. “You know what to do,” she replied curtly. The line went dead. She hung up, ran a hand through her hair. A bath would do her good. And then she would go find Yennefer. 

1920s AU.

♠ I’m your sinner (and your whore) ft. JZXR7 ¬ Due to circumstances entirely beyond Tissaia’s control (Yennefer. Due to Yennefer), she’s found herself trapped in her bedroom with a human whirlwind during a minor pandemic.

She has decided, in all her collected wisdom as Rectoress, that the girl has ten minutes to stop talking before Tissaia takes drastic measures.

♠ Want you, yes i do (bet you never knew it) ¬ The first time that Yennefer considers throwing Tissaia on a bed is in Rinde.

♠ I’ll be loving you (til the end of the night) ¬ Tissaia comes home after a hard day at work to find that her girlfriend has a couple of surprises in store.

♠ The one where Tissaia is a freestyle dance teacher ¬ “It’s Tissaia,” Triss told her, concern evident in her voice.

“What’s with her?”

Now closer to the window, Yennefer leaned forwards and watched as her former mentor, way down below, was shaking her arms and upper body in very strange ways. Had the woman finally lost it?

♠ I will let you down (i will make you hurt) ¬ She feels the blade against her throat before she’s even done with her sentence. Tissaia remains calm, despite the cold metal piercing the skin ever so lightly. Something warm runs down her pale skin and she knows it’s blood. Still, her eyes never leave Yennefer’s.

“Why,” Yennefer begins, almost shouting, as she stalks forward until she’s all up in Tissaia’s face. “Why did you let them send me to Nilfgaard?”

♠ My immoral ft. thinkbucket ¬ What’s up preps, I’m Yennefer Fireball Darkness Purple Mist Vengerberg and I’m a teacher at Aretuza.

or, a parody of legendary fanfiction My Immortal.

♠ Didn’t wanna believe it (but now you are all I see) ¬ It’s on their third date that everything goes to shit. In hindsight Tissaia should have known crushing hard on the whirlwind that is Yennefer would mean her life would be turned upside down. However, she had never imagined it would land her in jail.

♠ And now the surface ripples ¬ She’s been scouring the Continent, desperate for a cure for her barrenness when word reaches her.

Tissaia de Vries is dead.

♠ Find my place (in the warmth of your embrace)¬ A look at some entries of Tissaia’s diaries about her ever-evolving relationship with Yennefer.

♠ Stay a while (and be mine) ¬  Post Sodden Hill, Yennefer and Tissaia are back at Aretuza. One night changes their relationship forever.

♠ After hours ¬ Could the torture be any worse? Yennefer wondered. It was bad enough to have to spend entire days with Tissaia stuck in a classroom together with noisy, dirty children but being around her after the day was over and the children and other teachers had left was pure torture.

♠ Wanna kiss you (til I lose my breath)¬ The woman is not just a powerful sorceress, she’s an absolute witch and Yennefer tries to hide but it feels pointless. One look from Tissaia and she becomes an open book.

♠ I will reach for you (when you’re feeling low) ¬ Set in 2.03 after Yennefer shows up at Aretuza and gives Tissaia a gay heart attack.

They know, they all know what Yennefer means to her, how long she’s spent trying to find her.

♠ I used to float (now I just fall down) ¬ Post 3.08. Petals descending from the ceiling. Yennefer knew right away it was Tissaia, from way above up in her study, honoring her fallen girls. She looked at them, admired how they fell silently to cover the freshly dug graves.

Then the pain came.

Sharp, burning, unexpected.

Yennefer gasped.

♠ For neither ever nor never (goodbye) ¬ Missing scene from 3.08. Drabble.

[limerental]

I'm at 19.6k and doing my favorite thing right now where I chuck characters together who never got to meet in canon because I think its very fun

"You know, I promised myself I'd break both of Geralt's ankles if I ever saw him again. Kind of ironic given he only did it to protect you, and now you've burst in to save my life."

“To protect me from you?” she asked. A little of her brazen confidence waned, a careful wariness sneaking in. It was the tone of a person who had been fucked over more times than she could count and didn't feel much like repeating old mistakes. “What were you going to do to me?”

“Nothing awful. Offer you protection in Redania,” Dijkstra said. “You’d have been married off to the young prince Radovid, most likely. I’m sure Philippa had plans of her own.”

All of that felt like another lifetime. Things that happened to a very different man. His petty concerns at the Thanned Banquet… His lingering affections for Phil… His swaggering confidence that he had enough of the details to foresee the future of the Continent and his role in it…

“Oh yes, Philippa had her plans," Ciri said. "Everyone had their plans for me, so I won’t hold it against you. Unless you’d still like me to marry that twat of a prince?”

“Fuck no. I’m retired.”

“Good, good. I didn’t really want to break your other ankle.”

“What happened to Geralt anyway?” asked Dijkstra. “Triss Merigold said that… well. Rumors are my business, but I know not to trust every story you hear.”

"Geralt and Mama are dead," Ciri said simply. "For now, at least."

"You say some truly bizarre nonsense, Cirilla of Vengerberg. And I've heard a lot of bizarre nonsense,” drawled Iorveth.

"I try! Now hurry up. Hop to it! They're getting testy up there, I bet." She took another long sip from her drink. Her nose wrinkled. "Agh, I do think they used oat milk again, though I asked for whole. Cereal grains don't even have tits, you know?"

"She's insane," said Toruviel.

"Oh well, she's rescued us," said Yaevinn. "Faolitiarna’s in danger. She's welcome to go on about oat tits if she likes."

"Come along then. There are bound to be plot relevant things happening while you lot dilly-dally."

[dadralt]

📝

“You know how this works, right?” Yennefer asks while pulling her top over her head. “There are rules, like don’t fall in love.”

It seems obvious but it’s important to her. Triss told her rules matter – that it’s how she does things with Phil – and Yen’s not about to prove her wrong.

Geralt rolls his eyes but continues unbuttoning his pants. “Don’t you know I don’t have any feelings?”

Yen looks at him, raises and eyebrow. “Yeah, I’m aware of the rumors about you, Mr White Wolf.”

Geralt shoots her a grin as he toes off his socks.

He’s completely naked now and she looks at him and oh yeah, he’ll do just fine.

😏

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