#TriReign

[thotpuppy]

Triskelion Reign by ThePurebloodPrat

Chapters: 1/? Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale, Lydia Martin, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Medieval, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse Omega Stiles Stilinski, Omegaverse Alpha Derek Hale, Arranged Marriage, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, Prince Stiles Stilinski, Prince Derek Hale, King Derek Hale, King Peter Hale, King Regent Peter Hale, Political Alliances, Political Drama, Political Intrigue, Court Politics, Open Relationships, Minor Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Minor Derek Hale/Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd & Derek Hale Friendship, Minor Derek Hale/Vernon Boyd, Minor Derek Hale/Erica Reyes, Alternate Universe - Harem, Penis In Vagina Sex, Rough Sex, Rough Kissing, Gratuitous Smut, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Mpreg, mpreg is not a significant plot element, Age Difference

Summary:

"Since the day Stiles had reached the age where his womb could become fertile, he’s expected this duty to arrive. He knew his hand would be given to a suitor not for love, but for political security. Such is the way of a monarch born with a cunt between their legs." ----- At sixteen, Stiles is as prepared as possible to be given away as a tool for political alliance. He's not terribly happy with the choice of destination, but he knows his duty is important to more than just himself. Derek is the Crown Prince of his country, but has been held back from ascending to the throne for years by his uncle, the King Regent Peter. Peter is doing everything within his power short of assassination to keep his hold on the crown. Stiles has no idea what he's walking into, entering his marriage only to be faced with suspicion, confusion, and possibly subterfuge at every angle. He must work to navigate this foreign political landscape while balancing duty, emotion, and tactical conversation at every corner. Not to mention the mysterious, fantastical tapestries that tell the story of the Hale lineage, perhaps more literally than he'd thought.

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#sterek #stiles x derek #sterek is eternal #sterek fanfic #TriReign #my writing

[vigilantdesert]

@trireign liked for a starter

"If you think something as trivial as death is going to stop me," Urbosa muttered through gritted teeth, "You've forgotten your people's spirit!"

Using all of her strength, she wrenched Naboris away from its path towards the capital, the monstrous automaton hurtling towards the cliff side instead.

#trireign #Duty #let me know if this is okay! I don't get to use her ghostverse much

[gerudospiriit]

@trireign replied: @gerudospiriit "You've given me many things, Nabooru. That only adds to it."

" Hm. Well, since I know at least one of those things is a headache, I suppose I can be content. "

#[ ☀ ᵈᵃˢʰ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗᵃʳʸ ;; ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒˢˢⁱᵖ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ] #[ ☀ ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ;; ⁱᶜ ] #trireign #the sheer sass between these two always deserves its own post

[lunarscaled]

@trireign replied to your post “a reminder that Lyric is a whopping 5'6" and can...”:

mmkay *picks them up by their scruff with a massive hand*

"Do I look like a chew toy to you?? Some kinda handbag?? Put me down before I make pork cracklins outta you."

#trireign #* visage. #⋇ A HUNDRED ARMS A HUNDRED YEARS---YOU CAN ALWAYS FIND ME HERE: LEGEND OF ZELDA #THEYRE SO UPSET

[archaictunic]

✨✨ me ?! :)

send ✨ & i’ll tell you at least one thing i like about you. | x. | @trireign

i like how DARK your gan is so much. i adore how terrified and excited i am for when you and your zelda start DOING STUFF oh my god. oh my god. its like there's a freaking ferret in my brain worming around the concept of your characterization of him. like every time i'm minding my own business i see your icons in the back of my head. this is a positive thing its just my adhd being like "rhghhrhrhrhrrhrhRHRRKk PRETTY" and it is RIGHT. every time you post an ooc post about an inspiration you've used or found for him i want to absorb it like a fruit gummy. does this make sense. i'm in love. is what i'm saying.

#╰ △ ╮❝ ᴀ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ⋰ 「 ooc . 」 ⋆ #trireign

[gloryseized]

@trireign || [ cont. ]

Breath comes ragged from his lungs, each inhale a painful jab ending in a pitiful wheeze. Ribs broken, it must be, but he doesn't have the time to reach for something to heal him now, not with the dreadful sword poised over his neck. Right shoulder bleeds aggressively, almost immobilizing anything that hand might do, and the Sword that Seals the darkness is just out of reach from his left hand, not that he could do anything with it now with the demon king so close.

Is this how it ends? Is this how the story goes? Lives not his own flash before his mind like flares, casting a brilliance before fading away, and the coppery taste of blood colors the back of his mouth--that at least is not new. Is there a defiance simmering in his chest? Or perhaps it is despair. And he trembles, the last vestiges of the fight begging him to surge up--to fight again even as several dozen nicks all over his body bleed sluggishly in concert with the wound on his shoulder. His mind knows he is done.

And he considers the question, emotions warring on his face before his fist bobs in a nod. << Yes. >> Yes, he wishes he could change his fate. Yes, he doesn't want to die. There is so many things he selfishly wants, and yet--the despair curls around his heart, a dreadful inevitability making a knot in his throat. Thumb of his fisted left hand sweeps away from under his chin before he curls his right hand into a weak fist, sweeping his left hand over the top as well. Right hand relaxes and his pointer finger of his left hand slides underneath the now opened palm. His signs fade off for the moment, panting a couple times before he repeats the signs of before, thumb pulling away from his chin, hand sweeping over a closed fist. Both hands curl into loose fists, fingertips connecting before relaxing again. And his left thumb jabs into his chest with a note of desperate finality. << Not enough to kill... not enough to lose myself. >>

#cutting the threads of fate #trireign #mute courage || link #I AM A WRECK THIS IS FINE #uhhhhhhhhh not exactly sure which link this is but uhm ='] im barely keeping it together

[zoranzeal]

@trireign replied to your post “"It's time, everyone! Let's set a glowing example...”:

*clears throat* No.

Okay, clearly they all need to re-sync if this sort of scheduling confusion is still happening.

#trireign #{ can't believe the first thing I write to another living person after 5 years is this } #crack tag pending

[lichtreich]

continued @trireign

Invitations were just that - the faked courtesy of acknowledgement in the face of unknown powers when powers like their own were easily brewing and burning around them. He could guess, in a sense, that if not careful, this whole court could be ground to dust in seconds [ in a sense, he felt like his kin would enjoy that? ]. 

" We were merely moving through. " Not a lie. Not a pure truth either. A return to their own Kingdom, a part of it, mayhap even visited one long gone, one long forgotten - there had been multiple reasons for his current presence at this court, one, additionally, was displeasure. But not with the King that would request for the fine company to be established the moment they were both there to witness it, no. " I do have to admit, your servants at court are rude. I requested for my arrival to be brought to your stead, yet, undoubtedly, it has not been done. "

#trireign #★ [ ic ] #★ [ 01 ] trireign #[ this can go either really well #or can go REALLY wrong ]

[thotpuppy]

Trying VERY hard not to be obnoxious about this but! Hey new chapter of trireign just dropped!

plz read it adgkkajdg

thank u (i love u)

#sterek #stiles x derek #medieval fantasy #arranged marriage #omegaverse #there are so many tags im so sorry but if you're worried please give it a chance while it's still short #it's entirely possible it's not what you think but i believe tagging should be transparent so #im tagging #TriReign #enjoy akdgjakdjg

[vigilantdesert]

❛  you are so brave . i'm proud of you .  ❜

Empathy

She probably should have taken the approval of the most notorious member of their tribe for millennia as a sign that she was doing something wrong, but that wasn't the sort of thing that had ever stopped her before. If the pleas of King Rhoam, Dorephan, and Daruk fell on deaf ears, it was unlikely that this was what turned her back.

If anything, it sounded like a challenge.

She bit back the urge to sneer, instead fixing her ancestor with the same cold, dashing smile that she so often flashed foreign dignitaries before offering them unreasonable terms of peace.

"Thank you for your offer, but I've made it this far without you, Risah Krish. I'll kindly take your encouragement, but I need little else."

The smile hid more than her disdain. There was fear in her emerald eyes, though not for the reason most would fear the greatest sorcerer known to recorded history. If she did accept his power, she suspected she would lose more than her bragging rights over her power. Tales of Ganondorf were always muddled in Gerudo history, half through shame and half the natural dissemination of information, but one thing was certain. Whatever Ganondorf became, it was more and less than man. A relinquishing of control. Something she would not abide by anybody's will beyond her own.

"I can't imagine you came only for congratulations. What did you require of me?"

#trireign #sorry still got evilbosa brainrot #answered asks #Lady Cobra #oh whoops translation note: risan krish - My king

[gerudospiriit]

cont. ☀ @trireign

It required a certain amount of gall and daring to approach the Gerudo king, his aura, his very presence--physical and metaphysical--overwhelming and suffocating. The sheer idea of merely sharing the same room with Ganondorf often kept the least prepared and weakest at bay, and even those that worked closely with him always made sure to remain wary of their decorum in his presence to avoid his wrath.

Thus, the sheer audacity one had to possess to taunt the sorcerer, no matter the intent or severity, defied quantification. And logic.

" Hm...I suppose the peace and quiet would at least be nice enough, " Nabooru mused, draping her arm loosely over the back of the chair across from him. " I would say I feel bad about interrupting it, but I've never been in the business of lying. "

In truth, the Gerudo second was not unaffected by the king's otherworldly aura. The unknown limits of his power and capabilities terrified her. Intrigued her. He intrigued her. She despised magic herself, her view erring more on the side of the tribe's general caution and disdain when it came to sorcery. Twinrova and, now, Ganondorf proved to be special cases, each party respected among their people. However, Nabooru did not know if that was simply out of fear or true reverence for, at least, Ganondorf's title.

" What kind of tea are you drinking? " A casual question. A toss up, likely, on whether it would only further incur agitation with her presence or soothe his prickled nerves. " It smells different than your usual choice. "

#[ ⁱᶜ ☀ ⁱ ᵃᵐ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ] #trireign #she likes to play with fire #but she does...somewhat know the limits of that risk

[lunarscaled]

@trireign replied to your post “"If I turn into a dragon I'm gonna be so much...”:

*is a shapeshifter who can turn into a demonic massive boar* okay. how tall can you get

-> They're holding themselves in a hunched posture vaguely reminiscent of a puffed-up, angry cat.

"Like---so tall. Huge. I could take up a whole island if I wanted. How tall can you get?"

#trireign #⋇ A HUNDRED ARMS A HUNDRED YEARS---YOU CAN ALWAYS FIND ME HERE: LEGEND OF ZELDA

[deathleadsarc]

@trireign / cont.

― 🜛 ― they claim the King is cruel. that his very desire for bloodletting stops the heart and rips the soul asunder, further and further into damnation ― but when her eyes observed the unsheathing of his great weapon, all she could do was gaze upon it in utter reverence to its unmatched gloriousness. for who would reject a fatality against such a weapon? to meet your end by the beast of power, personally running through your flesh and bone, how could anything compare? 

once more. once more. the alchemist drew her weapon, but not in the manner she had done for the chunks of filth still steaming at her heels, no, not ever ― against Ganon? to do so would be an insult. As he had given her the honor of brandishing his weapon to her so seriously, she would grace him with the same love. in a battle of pure strength, she was not so foolhardy to believe they were evenly matched. None could match him in strength alone, not even those far larger and more muscular than herself. Yet in magics! In magics they rung in equal volumes ― yes indeed she had been bold enough to believe in it! and when his steed had trotted calmly to a far off distance, she knew in her heart that he believed in it too. 

he did not fear her violence. he did not stray when she spoke of her magics. of her wants. of her lust. only Ganon could give her what she wanted. Something that she could not create for herself, no matter the years and sacrifice involved. destroying your own creations had not the same results as facing a man who could rival your own cunning and beyond. only he could have granted this desire.

and so in an echoing song, she imbued her sword in a powerful magic of ice and fire, shining in a glow of deepest purple to rival that sunset of Hyrule overhead. she inhaled sharply before her eyes flicked wide open in an eery and unblinking stare.

a KICK off the hard ground sends her flying toward him, her sword reeled back to deliver a starting blow against his blade, shrieking her delight at his willingness to battle her ― near shuddering as their blades met in sparks and flames of magics and dried blood. surely. surely he could feel it too!

     " Come, Habibi ! Give unto me what no other deserves! "

#☀ red eyed witch of the desert | living in the twilight | legend of zelda #trireign #i kiss them..... a whole lot

[wolfvirago]

@trireign - s.c.

Once upon a time, her mother had created little slips of paper, scrawled with letters the young girl had only meager understanding of at that point. It was a prayer, her mother had explained. A warding spell to keep yokai and other demons away from their door. As long as those slips were there, and they were blessed by the sun wolf, then no yokai would ever step foot in the Calatia cabin.

That had been then. Robin had become a young adult, her parents and big brother all gone. The slips tacked around the house had eroded with time, and the blessings had begun to slip away with the daughter’s reluctance to perform the Kagura every year. This fear, this anxiety and self hate… Had let a demon in.

Despite slaying many ugly, terrible creatures every night per her inherited mission… Robin had never seen a demon so beautiful... but it was a beauty one might find in the shimmer of a knife, or shining blue of an poisonous octopus. Something about that made her more frightened than anything ever had before.

“What are you? Who are you?” The wolf didn’t make a move for her mother’s sword, still laying in its sheath on the living room table. Waiting. A distant hum, holy sun-lit magic beginning to awaken under the leather exterior keeping the blade safe. Keeping the stranger safe from it.

#trireign #;ic #v; tbt #;a walled off ruin (closed rp) #i figured i could try the default au or mix my usual lore into this #but if you rather i use my loz au pls lmk and i'l fix this :> #;howling at the queue

[unblemisheddesertflower]

“not you again ,“ for nabooru. In the most annoyed manner he can possibly muster.

Not Again

"You took the words right out of my mouth," she replied, her tone so dry it could have come from their homeland. 

She should have been more frightened of him; once upon a time, she was. However, easy as she knew it would be for him to kill her current form, she'd been through death enough times for it to lose its sting. One of the few drawbacks to her method of reincarnation, the death. Other beings could simply switch between the mortal and spirit planes as they pleased, but Nabooru had to go through the exhausting prospect of creating a body, living in it for however many years with the same aches and pains that she'd lived with during life, then unceremoniously die where hopefully nobody would notice her.

And they wondered why she didn't announce herself when she returned to the living.

She tried not to do so too often, to be honest. Even beyond her personal issues with the nitty gritty of reincarnation, she found that the Gerudo were generally best left to their own devices, with the occasional prophetic dream or omen placed where things were better left untouched. Since she died as chieftain, she'd only come back a handful of times - perhaps ten? She couldn't quite remember, they started to run together.

She doubted she would have trouble remembering this one. Nabooru's role as "ancestor" may not have granted her a quarter as much power as the monster before her managed to beg, borrow, or steal, but it gave him far less power over her than once he or his damned mothers processed. She'd been tempted to stay behind the scenes, running supplies and interference for the already battered Gerudo nation, but either spite or anger drove her to once again kick the bee's hive that was the Traitor King's  temper.

"If you put your energy into anything else you could have been great." She knew it was pointless, but the ability to talk without fear was too tempting. "Our people have ruled twice the land we ever did through trade, culture, and treaty, but here you still are, hacking away at something as useless and indestructible as Hyrule's monarchy."

#trireign #answered asks #M: Nabooru #V: Reincarnation #listen generally in verses she's terrified of him #Here tho? “What u gonna do kill me again? Hold me hostage again??”

[za-baransu]

what is your lifetrap---?

Your lifetrap is: Unrelenting Standards (67%)

Followed by: Emotional Deprivation (63%), Mistrust-Abuse (38%), Social Exclusion (33%), Defectiveness and Subjugation (29%), Vulnerability (25%), Abandonment and Entitlement (17%), Dependence and Failure-Impairment (0%)

Your primary feeling is one of pressure. You feel as if you can never relax and enjoy life. That you must always push to get ahead. For you, life is only doing. It is having to work or achieve all the time. You feel frustrated and irritated with yourself for not meeting your own high standards.

Physical stress is common with you. You may have headaches, digestion or bowel problems, as well as high blood pressure and/or insomnia. At root, you probably feel chronically angry, but with no apparent object to direct that anger towards. Instead of staying with that anger, you channel it outwards to your surroundings. Everything has to be perfect. You need to feel in control. 

Most likely you are successful. But you rarely stop and enjoy your success. The balance between work and pleasure feels lopsided. You turn many forms of activity into work and it enslaves you. You seem to have lost touch with your basic self. You go through the motions, but no longer know what makes you happy.

One of your parents may have used shame or criticism when you failed to meet their high expectations. As an adult, you feel you cannot let go of your need for perfect order, achievement, or status. But your excessively high standards are in fact impinging on your quality of life. You are successful, but not fulfilled. You need to learn that you can lower your standards without feeling like a failure.

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Tagging: @quirofiliac | @pwophet | @chernozemic ; @thusspoke | @humificates ; @kuraikyu ; @adenial ; @jinjahime ; @bornhollow ; @kamitakes ; @hxbiris ; @reiiishii ; @cinghialefedele ; @keikakudori ; @imagend ; @inouehs ; @despairforme ; @baishouqijia ; @owabisuru | @gyakusama ; @zajevre ; @deathleads ; @liecoris ; @lured-into-wonderland ; @mikroteros ; @determinazione ; @deityforged ; @trireign ; @huntiburon [ and whoever else wants to, else i'm gonna go off for pages again ]

#☆ [ headcanon ] #[ early morning meme #it's kinda fascinating to see because i know where the explanations come from #they apply on a sort of meta-level for him #but he wouldn't agree if told ]