#Royal Quest 3

[schadentekkers]

[daughteroftitania]

The number of times I’ve used this picture lately to identify something I want…it’s getting into meme territory for me. 😆

So, I figured I’d post the blank version so that people could also have the pleasure. 😁

(Also, every time I see it I hear ZSJ going “Hoshī desu” in my brain and I just…short-circuit for a bit. 🥵🫠)

Screenshot taken from this video on YouTube (the whole promo exchange is hilarious and you should watch it, but head to about 2:40 for the bit in question):

[rennarita]

[jamiehayterz]

Probably my favorite photos I took at Royal Quest III

[zivaninja]

Shota "Japanese sexy bitch" Umino gave himself that nickname, said he learnt english curse words from jon moxley, and told Ospreay to shut up in one segment.

Absolute king.

[sanguine-bond]

Main event was absolutely spectacular, but god damn what a hoss fest between my boy Ishii and Shingo, like goddamn

[shanmthebrave]

It’s about time I make an intro for this blog so…here we go I guess!

“Hi there! I’m ShanMTheBrave. You can just call me Shan or ShanM!”

Small bio:

- I’m from 🇵🇭

- she/her/hers (female)

- ✝️

- a huge yapper

- I like art, baking, coffee, writing fanfiction, and video games!

- I’m the AzuLeo (Azucena x Leo) CEO, so I oversee the Community as its admin and review posts :) do join our community if you like this ship! :D we’re super chill and would love to have you.

join here: https://www.tumblr.com/shanmthebrave/761152670132224000/join-the-azu-leo-community-community-on

Some fandoms I’m in/like!

- Tekken

- Street Fighter (I’m gonna play sf6 soon hopefully 🥹)

- Guilty Gear

- Persona Series (3 and 5 Royal + Strikers specifically)

- Fire Emblem

- Super Smash Bros Ultimate

- Honkai Star Rail

- Dragon Quest XI S

- Hi-Fi Rush (like it but I watched gameplay of the whole came cuz I am super broke hehe)

If you like any of these, hit me up, I’m looking so forward to yapping about these with you!!!

Some ships I like (normal, odd ones, rarepairs) DM ME IF YOU LIKE THEM TOOOO!!!

- Azucena x Leo (Tekken)

- Claudio x Zafina (Tekken)

- Asuka x Hwoarang (Tekken)

- Jin x Xiaoyu (Tekken)

- Anji x Baiken (Guilty Gear)

- Chipp x May (Guilty Gear)

- Sol x Jack-O (Guiltu Gear)

- Axl x I-No (Guilty Gear)

- Answer x myself (HAHAHAHA LOL JK)

- Rashid x myself :3 (joke again hahaha)

A few things you need to know before we can be friends…:

🔅 - Just kidding!!! You don’t need to be a certain way to have a chat with me/become friends. Come as you are, male, female, whatever country, lgbt or not, whatever religion, it doesn’t matter. It’s because Christ loves others, regardless of who they are, and I wish to set an example and do the same.

❤️ - I have beliefs and opinions that may differ from yours, and that’s okay. I respect whatever you all believe in or see as right, even though I may not like/agree with them. All people are equal and deserve to have rights/their opinions and beliefs accepted.

⚠️ - However I need to say this for my own safety: I am on the younger side of the users here on tumblr (I won’t say my age). So please do not send me any content that is NSFW or anything inappropriate please! A warning would be super appreciated if you decide to ignore this.

💔 - I should also note that I’m not perfect, and I do have preferences. I won’t be willing to chat with you if you’re into things like hate or violence, or talking disrespectfully about people’s beliefs, religions, or opinions.

The most important takeaway I want you all to have from this post is that: God loves you, no matter who you are and what you believe in.

He loves you so much, He sent His Own Son, a perfect man, Jesus Christ, to die on a cross for our sins and wrongdoings.

John 3:16 says that if we believe in His sacrifice, that He died and rose again, defeating death, then we will enjoy everlasting life.

I pray that when you read this post, if you haven’t received Christ in your heart and accept Him as your Lord and Savior today, that you will learn of His love, and consider researching the Scriptures / ask others to learn about Him, and one day, repent of your sin and accept Him into your heart.

You don’t have to believe everything I’ve said. I’ve given you the key to Christ’s love. I’m happy to have shared this with you. All I pray is that one day, you’ll see the key, use it, and share it with others so that they know Of Christ’s love, and that we call all enjoy Paradise with him when our short lives come to an end.

Thanks for reading my lengthy intro if you made it this far. I love you guys, and God bless you!

[connoisseurofcozycorners]

I... I don't think it's supposed to be this small

[kayzero]

ohhhh, i only ship them with the protagonist because i have an issue separating myself from the perspective character. i don’t like them together necessarily, i just like Her and i think i’m Them. i gotcha.

[divorceblogger]

regardless of my actual feelings about the saw franchise the saw bathroom is now like a staple in media analysis to me

[schadentekkers]

[hardcoregamer]

Perhaps you’re hungry for more though? Maybe you’re on a roll and are looking for another JRPG. Something that meets the same standards Metaphor has set with its engaging gameplay, fascinating new world, dazzling art style, and captivating characters. Thankfully, there’s no short supply of games that fit those descriptions, and this list will find the ones to scratch that role-playing itch.

[jamiehayterz]

[coffiishake]

Just a silly thing I made :)

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

yes i did enough quest to get a new elemental book🥳🥳🥳

[unknownmusing]

The Witcher Fanstory - Ioroche Fic: 'Will Always be there to Save One no Matter What Happens' - (Part 1 of ?)

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Notes:

A 'what if' fic where Vernon is captured before getting back to the Kaer Morhen Keep by Imlerith and taken back to Tir ná Lia (Aen Elle homeworld)

Vernon is a half-elf from the Royal Bloodline of Half-Elves

Iorveth/Roche relationship

CW: Slight dark themes in this with some mild references to gore and violence (Eredin forces Geralt to drink Unicorn blood), recovering from injuries ascertained and unwanted advances

For @chamotea, @apastandfuturenerd, @altebar and other Ioroche shippers out there

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PART 1 - 'Captured and in the Enemy's Grasp'

The clashing of steel against steel, the constant stream of the soldiers of the Wild Hunt attacking the keep of Kaer Morhen seems relentless as Vernon, scrambles his way through half-destroyed walls, broken crates and tears in the earth due to just the sheer power of the King of the Wild Hunt's powers, nearly reaching the gate of the fort when out of nowhere something slams into the side of him.

He goes flying hitting going through a gap in a stone-wall to hit another one where his head harshly smacks against it that slides down into crumpled heap to one side, heavily dazed by the impact with every sound around him muffling to a faint din.

Trying to lift himself, his elbows shake in the effort, Vernon collapses back down with vision fading in and out focus fast that the last sight he sees is off a large armoured elf bearing a mace approaching before sinks into unconcious state. Remembering nothing thereafter.

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It's a strange sense he's not in Kaer Morhen that makes Vernon flutter his eyes open weakly groaning in agony at the pain radiating still from the head-wound he ascertained - fragments of what happened come in, but quickly dissolve away like sand through one's fingertips before he can grasp and fully make sense of them.

He remembers running to the gate of the fort, but afterwards it was all a blurred jumble mess which he cannot make sense of then a large booming noise startles him into awareness with his vision fully clearing to reveal he's in large bedchamber placed on large bed with soft see-through drapes hanging down from the cieling over the bed. More booming, followed by orders being shouted in Elvish that his all body shudders immediatly - just the tone of it was overwhelming - that he finds himself letting out deep mewling noise - something he cannot stop from happening - rubbing himself into the sheets of the bed where a scent of....an Alpha.....Elf.....begins to make him move them with the pillows to create a Nest.

His rational human side is screaming at him to stop and realising what is doing goes to stop himself when a presance behind him makes him turn to look over his shoulder straight at one of the Wild Hunt, but their name he doesn't know just that the pheromones coming off them are so much he sways slightly because of them. "Little Omega..." they purr out to him, indicating with their gauntled hand for him to approach and gulping down saliva which has built up Vernon pads over to edge of the Nest he created using the large bed's sheets and pillows plus fur blankets to outline it.  Vernon keeps his head lowered down not wanting to look up at the large elf - Imlerith - he had found out when the memory of being knocked out by large mace had come flooding back, who stands near the edge of the bed sipping some wine, before places the goblet down on small circular table. "I see your confused." Imlerith says to Vernon, who flinches when gauntled hand reaches out for him - he can see it has specks of crimson flowers are still on it - that scrambles out of the makeshift Nest, grabbing a dagger placed on the table to hold it in front of him indicating to the large elf not come towards him.

"What do you want with me?!!!" He stammers out - his voice breaking with fear and horror, because he heard from Geralt the worst of the Wild Hunt was Eredin's Second-in-Command Imlerith, Slayer of Tulic - a Great Unicorn and the oldest of the Unicorn Clan who fought in vain to save his people only to be slain during the Battle of Frost and Horn as it was called in tales referring to how the unicorns gored the ranks of Eredin's Army and Eredin's Army used Frost against them. The large elf says nothing, just in few steps comes over to him to grab hold of his hand holding the dagger by the wrist tightening the gauntled hand around to make Vernon drop it then indicates to his other gauntled hand, forcing Vernon to look fearfully at it - Was he being asked to do what he think the large elf was asking him? - then shuddering leans forward to begin cleaning the gauntled hand of the crimson splatters and god knows what else.

"It's his blood you know. Manage to get me good for being a Leader of the Scoia'tael, but let's just say....he underestimated me. He will not be coming back, Vernon, my sweet little Omega." Imlerith smirks down at him, taking hold of Vernon's chin when he pulls back with widened eyes - the large elf had to be lying to him about Iorveth, there was no way he would go down like that.

"You're lying to me!!!? Iorveth would never.....!!!?" Vernon begins to argue back, only to cut himself off, trembling so much that he nearly revealed to the enemy how close he was to Iorveth beginning to mutter. "Iorveth.....would....he...."

A growl comes from Imlerith, indicating for him to stop muttering under his breath, where he knows the large elf will want out of his armour so moving his hands - his other which been holding the dagger which now lays on the floor - to start slipping the armour off the large elf, even though his hands are shaking and fumble slightly in the process.

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The corridors of King Eredin's palace are wide and vast, marble polished floors, tall spiralling pillars and gardens placed in different layered tiers where right in the centre is a large lake connecting to endless waterfall tumbling over the edge to the valley down below where large expanses of forest spread in all directions, mountainscapes towered above and yet, there is the strange stillness in the air that indicated the whole area had been once a happy place. Geralt, sitting kneeling on both knees beside Eredin - who is busy sitting at a table perusing some documents and occasionally taking sips of some deep rich wine or actually Unicorn blood - something so barbaric that he hated seeing the elf slaughtering remaining herds of Unicorns in the valley below for that sake. Vernon, he had overheard the other human Slaves had been taken as slave by Imlerith due to a certain reason that only Caranthir knew - and knowing that elf, it was no doubt due to Vernon's half-elf status and bloodline - when he been brought bound and gagged into the throne-room after having been captured. He had decided while Iorveth was in coma to try and rescue Vernon. Maybe been brash and too hot-headed rushing in on his own - but Vernon was his friend. So he could not abandon him to a fate of being slave for the rest of his life.

"You seem lost in thought, my White Wolf." Eredin saying, makes Geralt come back to the present moment at hand seeing the dark elf is looking down at him - those piercing, harsh cold eyes staring his - that he knows he must say something or will face intense punishment for not saying anything.

"A fleeting memory." Geralt tells Eredin, who he knows is not convinced by this. A hand comes up to turn his chin, followed the glass goblet filled with the unicorn blood to be placed against his lips, he knows he must drink it all - this was for the sake of not being harshly punished.

Opening his mouth, he allows the substance to be poured into it, with him gulping it down struggling when too much is poured it trickles down the sides of his lips until finally only few dregs remain in the glass which is taken away from his stained lips, while he wills himself not to sick it back up.

He must endure it.

"Good, White Wolf. No sicking it up, like before, remember." Eredin states, wiping a thumb over his lips to smear the unicorn blood over them smirking at how Geralt looks.

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"Come." Imlerith commands Vernon, checking the leather collar attached to a chain around his throat making him get up from his kneeling position on the floor to be lead out the large bed-chamber, passing by other servants who stop and bow their heads low - their frightened gazes telling him that the dark elf sent wave of terror through them that no-one dare disobey him.

Vernon, sticking close to his 'Master' or 'Alpha' shudders at the coldness radiating in the hallway of the palace and also the fact that he's wearing nothing but chemise-lace Slave clothing which did nothing to keep him warm or cover him that all he can do is bear being looked at by the dark elves' Lord and Ladies, who are either standing talking amongst themselves or heading to their own sleeping qaurters or other parts of the palace.

Reaching the gardens, he notices under a large stone-carved temple-like structure sits a figure in ornate throne near a circular table with another person kneeling beside them on a pillow - the silvery-white hair shaved slightly at the temples and short ponytail, minus his beard - that Vernon, lets out a gasp of his name when Imlerith, brings him up to the two people recognising Geralt, who looks equally shocked at his appearance.

"Oh, what's this. Does your Little Lily, now, my White Wolf, Imlerith?" the other dark elf purrs out, sending shivers up and down Vernon's body he immediatly grips the nearest thing closest to him - Imlerith's arm - trying to hide himself from the gaze, which feels like could render his soul in half. 

This elf was dangerous, highly dangerous that he worries if Iorveth - if he is still alive - were to fight them he might not survive at all. 

Imlerith gives out chuckle, moving to sit down across from the other dark elf indicating Vernon to kneel on the pillow beside it which at first because still frightened steps backwards shaking his head from side to side which makes a large hand grab his chin forcing him to look into Imlerith's amber eyes knowing he must obey that gulping down saliva moves to the pillow to kneel down in same position Geralt is in.

"Good, little Omega." Imlerith purrs out, settling in the other throne-like ornate chair to begin talking to the other dark elf, who he overhears is called Eredin, King of the Wild Hunt and can feel is paying particularly interest in him everytime Imlerith, discusses the results Caranthir Ar-Feiniel had made of him especially the fact Vernon Roche is a Half-elf Omega from a Royal Bloodline of Royal Half-Elves.

Vernon, flicks his gaze over to Geralt, who moves to crawl over to him on his hands and knees where remembers a servant Slave had told him that Slaves could greet each-other in the presance of their Masters.

But anything further like discussing escape or even trying to escape or even speaking without their Master's presance would result in punishment - with the Witcher, nuzzling his cheek to reassure him everythings going be alright he turns to nuzzle back to hide his tears forming in his eyes.

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