Þriðjudagur: Books

[foxxygoddess]

Hey, fanfiction lovers. I am foxxygoddess and today's theme is Books. Prompts can be from your favorite book series to a character getting lost in a book to cursed books that attack.

Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row

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[vanillafluffy]

Author's Choice, any, "No harm ever came from reading a book." (The Mummy)

Fill (Cahir/)Istredd + Ciri + Triss + Yennefer + Jaskier (The Witcher [Netflix 'verse]) - part 1

[creepy_shetan]

(I've been saving this prompt, and this is what I did with it. 6^^;;; Crackfic ideas with some canon tossed in and a bunch of feelings, set after s3. Whenever s4 happens, they'll all be on very different paths than this sorta-fix-it mess, haha.)

You Must Not Read From the Book (Heard Nobody)"No. Absolutely not

Fill (Cahir/)Istredd + Ciri + Triss + Yennefer + Jaskier (The Witcher [Netflix 'verse]) - part 2

[creepy_shetan]

Yennefer, Triss, and Ciri waited precisely five seconds before they filled the small room with laughter

Fill (Cahir/)Istredd + Ciri + Triss + Yennefer + Jaskier (The Witcher [Netflix 'verse]) - pt 3 (end)

[creepy_shetan]

"Well, I've only seen them in the same room a handful of times, most of which were in the past decade..." She froze suddenly. "They were really odd once. As if they were hiding something, or avoiding something. Istredd made a comment, and Geralt was quick to change the subject. Oh, what was it..."

"I'm ashamed."

The trio jumped in their seats. (The tabby cat was a little irritated, but closed its eyes once more, nuzzling Ciri's abdomen.) Jaskier leaned against the wall next to the still-open door of the small bedchamber, crossing his arms.

"You're telling me there's a strong chance that Istredd has seen the most people here -- minus our precious Cirilla from the entirety of the equation, of course, ugh, my apologies -- the most people here naked? The weird, not-so-little history bookworm mage, with the honestly far-too-captivating eyes and voice, who seems to have gotten quite the upgrade in his personal styling, since I last saw him anyway, and oh my gods, that dark horse candidate may have actually bested me on this front. How.