#lastborn tag

[m0r1bund]

shoulda never let you go (everybody knows, everybody knows) three years and baby, don’tcha know, it’s time to let it go

My piece for the Commander of Your Heart zine. This was such a blast to be a part of, getting to see everyone’s pieces develop over the last few months and learning about their relationships with their Commanders… I only started playing Guild Wars 2 in ~May of last year, and yet the community has been so warm and welcoming to this newbie. Thank you for bringing me aboard, it was a pleasure and an honor!

As for this piece… I originally wanted to do something saccharine-sweet for Valentine’s Day, but Heart of Thorns won in the end. It’s been living rent-free in my brain since @snoodls and I finished it last year. I’ve been acting accordingly normal e.g. constructing elaborate Trahearne AUs and putting Commander Yuri Six-Cants into situations, which is outside the scope of this description, but if you want you can see it all here.

YIPPEE

[1ore]

giuuuiiggghhhn. Firstborn Dagonet. Dags. Hair and coat modeled vaguely after genus Castilleja.

we’ve been sending blighted Trahearne on the run from the authorities on a journey of self-discovery, which has been causing problems for most people in general, but particularly for Siren’s Landing. Trahearne makes a covert/reluctant return to Orr during an effort to clean up Balthazar and Kralkatorrik’s mess, and absolutely gooses it in front of everyone. now they know Mordremoth is still alive and still skulking around in the body of The Disgraced Pact Marshal Trahearne and that he’s also here, for some reason.

But more importantly he gooses it in front of his brother, who just kind of gets to live with the knowledge that he’s still alive, now.

[scalproie]

now that we have melinoë I hope/think itd be fun if we'll get macaria eventually. that way I could self-indulgently project my own brotherhood onto the hades kids

[orexias]

when you are stripped clean, what is at your core?

BENIGN CULPABILITY. everyone hates you because you are a facetious lying bitch. …kidding, i think. seriously, though! you try way too hard to look like a picturesque example of class and responsibility, but you use your position as a social butterfly to take advantage of those weaker than you. it’s rare for anything not to be your fault, and everyone thinks you’re crying wolf when you actually HAVEN’T done anything. it gets kind of tiring to have everyone on your dick all the time, but it’s less interesting to actually behave. good luck with the therapy?

tagged by stolen from: @weavewilled tagging: @gildedthrns @dreadspvwn @gloomedhands @lastborne @thepalelfe @seluniite @wrlckd

[herspawn]

what does your heart look like // a tangled ball of red strings

Who are you without the company of others? You aren’t sure, but you know that you aren’t fond of whoever it is. You are an actor, a pretty face and a pleasant song. Many idolize you, or love you, but you can never be sure of how sincere it is. Your heart is buried under the letters they leave you, sealed with a kiss. It can’t be untangled from the red strings they’ve attached to you. You deserve to find something, someone, true and faithful to hold your heart in place. You don’t have to be everything to everyone.

tagged by: @dreadspvwn & @gildedthrns <3 tagging: @lastborne, @underdarken, @headsmansax

[mycelebrityandi]

Actress Annie Idibia clapped back at trolls over ‘Last Born’ tag on her husband 2baba and daughter Olivia. #annieidibia #2baba #lastborn #actress #singer #trolls #mycelebrityandi https://www.instagram.com/p/ClDviV3rKKT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tribus-mantodea]

[ POV ]

(video in question https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6ogBK4NmtE)

let him in vs “what u see as a bug trying to enter deepnest.”

[heldvisionsarch]

okay here is the Beaulieu family drama / information. it’s a lot. mind the tws.

andromache, 9. electro catalyst. they / them.

 a very sickly child.

disappeared after going for a walk in the woods near the city, could not for a week, then reappearing with no explanation- seemingly unharmed, but there’s something . . . off about them now.

basically what happened was childe . . . 2 ! ( now with 50% more mental stability. )

 they hide their vision from siblings until arriving in mond due to the Incident with their father. 

likes to hang out at the library. not much of a talker. prone to trailing off mid sentence and overall unnerving vibes. ( actually quite sweet, though. )

the one who gets coddled the most by their siblings and hates it just as much.

 selene, 4 ( and a half ). anemo bow . she / her. 

she is just a little creachure. she cannot hcange this. 

she’s just existing and playing with other kids. 

likes sweets and easily bribed.

excitable! talkative! basically she’s baby.

doesn’t really understand why their father is bad and they can’t just go home.

helene, 43. cryo polearm. she / her.

the frosty matriarch and the heiress of the beaulieu family.

her father was a mondstadter, and married into the beaulieu family. 

originally planned to leave her husband, with andromache’s disappearance being the final straw with his inferiouty complex, and planned to return to mondstadt to sort out her life.

the public story around her disappearance is that she supposedly abandoned her family- but in reality she was killed by her husband to sell her vision.

her former vision is now jason’s.

the reason her vision was compatible with him, was because they both shared the same devotion and love of family, and a desire to protect them.

 arsène, 43. visionless. he / him.

he and helene had an arraigned marriage.

used to be a pretty chill dude, but only did things he wanted to, and was a reckless spender, and skirt chaser.

started with a mostly minor inferiority complex about his wife having a vision, which got worse and worse as ariane gained one, and he sort of went off the rails andromache came back with one, with the last straw for his mind being when helene announced she was leaving him. 

he killed helene for her vision, and was planning on selling it- and was planning to do so with both ariane’s and andromache’s visions, but andromache had exposed his plan and the four siblings left fontaine and ran to mondstadt to see if they could start over with out him around.

he posted a 4 million mora reward for the siblings’ “ safe return ” but he doesn’t have the money to even begin to pay that back.

[lovelypidgeon]

Gotta start posting more on here, so here I go! Introducing Shining Armor’s and Cadence’s daughters!

Flurry Heart - Firstborn daughter of Empress Mi Amore Cadenza and Emperor-consort Shining Armor. Despite being the firstborn of the royal couple, Flurry Heart wasn’t meant to immediately inherit the throne as royal tradition decrees that only a genuine alicorn could possess such a high status of power and to reach alicornhood, one must be pure of heart and prove themselves. Well, Celestia decided to throw that out the window when Flurry Heart was born, proving to be the first of her kind— a natural-born alicorn— believing it to be a sign that the young filly was meant to rule the Crystal Empire. It’s sufficient to say that decision is one that Flurry Heart grows to resent when she’s older. Not only does the idea of being an Empress terrify her, but she also feels it’s a role that shouldn’t have been dumped on her just because she was born an alicorn, which is also something that Flurry Heart believes that she shouldn’t have been born as. She just feels like the odd one out when compared to the rest of the royal alicorns, who’ve all done something to earn their status, unlike her. She struggles internally to tell her parents and the other adults in her life about her thoughts.

Two-Beat (designed by @/babypaste on DeviantArt) - Secondborn daughter of Empress Mi Amore Cadenza and Emperor-consort Shining Armor. Although being the second oldest, Two-Beat’s childish character has many assuming otherwise. Since Flurry Heart is the Crystal Empire’s crown princess, Two-Beat has been living a stress-and-responsibility-free life ever since she was a foal. She has no interest in participating in stuffy, royal duties and performing royal etiquette. Instead, she strives to be a musical performer. At the moment, she helps out in local musical theater performances.

Grandiose Floss (designed by @/babypaste on DeviantArt) - Thirdborn daughter of Empress Mi Amore Cadenza and Emperor-consort Shining Armor. Out of all the sisters, Flo’s the only one who thrives in the life of royalty that she was born in and can’t help, but flex it when in the company of other ponies and creatures, especially to those who live common lives. She heavily admires her older sister, Flurry Heart, wishing to change places with her, but alas, that can’t be and Celestia’s word is final (and in Flo’s eyes, law). So, Flo settles on the next best thing— Flurry Heart’s future court lady.

Heartstruck - Fourth daughter of Empress Mi Amore Cadenza and Emperor-consort Shining Armor. Usually considered to be the “black sheep” of the family due to her quiet and aloof personality. Despite that, Heartstruck is a very good listener and can provide great words of advice. She’s probably the only one who’s aware of Flurry Heart’s true feelings on inheriting the crown and she respects her older sister’s boundaries by not telling anyone of what they talk about most of the time. She’s very close to her mother, which is something most family relatives and close friends like to playfully tease her about as she’s the only one out of her sisters who looks a lot like Cadence. Like her older sister, Grandiose Floss, Heartstruck is training to be one of Flurry Heart’s future court ladies, but for an entirely non-ambitious reason.

Angel Kisses (designed by @/Bubaluv on DevaintArt) - The lastborn daughter of Empress Mi Amore Cadenza and Emperor-consort Shining Armor, thus making her the baby of the family. Angel Kisses is a really timid and gentle pony. She enjoys spending most of her time inside the Crystal Empire— mostly inside the palace— and loves tagging behind her parents or older sisters. She can get quite vain when it comes to her looks.

[m0r1bund]

No, you are right. I lied to you. I was not birthed, but expelled, like a malignant tumor being cut out of a body. The Tree deposited me here with her furthest root. I crawled out of the dirt and into the desert, alone.

When the Court finally found me, they said that they had created me, that they had finally inoculated the Tree with their nightmares. But I believe they were merely taking credit for what was a natural immune response—that is, ridding her body of trauma— in order to groom me.

Nonetheless I carry it inside of me. I am called every day by morbid visions that are mine, but which do not belong to me. The Court wants to use me to sow anguish and heartbreak among their kin, and the Wardens want me dead. Some believe this is why I was really created, so that this immortal and intangible evil could be made into something mortal and tangible… Something that could be killed.

But you are already familiar with such things, no, dragonslayer?

Why are you really here? Did the Pact send you? The Wardens? The Tree herself? Because I cannot imagine why someone like you would come to meet someone like me, except to do their dirty work.

◆◆◆

The Lastborn is a sylvari(?) pariah who mostly keeps to himself and fucks around in the desert. He is dry (pun intended) and emotionally austere, but insightful. People typically get a selfish and callous vibe over a thoughtful vibe, though, because of his rigid commitment to isolation and nonintervention. In truth, he feels that he must “go it alone” to protect himself and those around him.

Everyone knows that something went wrong during his creation… or maybe something went wrong long, long before his creation, and he was just collateral. Either way, the Lastborn emerged from the Pale Tree less like a daughter sprout and more like a root parasite. The Dream that he was fed is completely unrecognizable to most of his peers, a fever dream of great sadness, fear, and pain. The Court considers him to be the first son raised from their Nightmare, and whether or not this is actually true, this narrative has been compelling enough to estrange him from the Tree and the rest of her children. His apparent abandonment—coupled with his induction into the Court during his formative years—is the ultimate condemnation in the minds of his peers.

Worse still, he feels his Wyld Hunt calling him to return to these morbid memories, the way you might pick and scratch at a wound that won’t heal. The possibility that he’ll be called to do something terrible has frightened him into living in isolation—or at least, that’s what he tells those who have the grace to ask first, instead of attacking him on sight. Really, he’s a hermit by choice as much as he is by circumstances outside of his control. He’s not as desperate for belonging as he used to be, and it’s been years since he made his quiet exit from the Court… Though he’ll probably never be out of the shadow of (indicates generally) whatever that was.

Other schtuff:

Not in touch with the Dream, but constantly receives Visions And Nightmares against his will. You could probably consider him an oracle, but only for worst case scenarios, intrusive thoughts, and terrible ideas. And he can’t even tell you if they’re actually going to happen or not.

Not outwardly hung up about being estranged from the Pale Tree and her kids, but maybe a little bit on the inside. Un poquito. I think the two of them reach an understanding later that she did All That to try and protect him (for better or worse.)

Unsure if he emerged with a name or not. If he did, he has never spoken it to others. “The Lastborn” (sometimes “Lostborn”) is an epithet bestowed on him in lieu of a true name. Later on he learns from his friends that you can give yourself a name, or ask other people to name you, and you can change it as many times as you want, and he goes appropriately ham.

Ofc not actually a lastborn (others have come after him, albeit in a more normal way.) but my lot in life is that every couple of years I recreate the last firstborn

⠀

I just think it’s funny if the Court did all these awful things and put all this effort into making a fucked up and eeeevil treebaby. But in the end you fucked up a perfectly good sylvari is what you did. Look at him. He has anxiety.

[1ore]

icebrood saga is going great

[follow-bsdtakanenohana-instead]

Masterpost of Info for my OTP (self ship)

❗️this post can be updated at any time with appropriate changes made

I look kind of like the MC that’s in all the official artwork & that everyone draws so when I reblog things with “her” in it I’m seeing it as me/my SI.

my fictional husband: Saeyoung Choi* (707) from Mystic Messenger

“you are my pearl, the remedy to my pain”

[no, I am not a yandere irl, and no canonically I/my self insert is not a yandere either. we’re just both possessive. I do however like yandere AUs whether it’s my self insert being the yandere, my fictional other, or both. please do not kill people irl it doesn’t matter why. That being said DON’T INTERACT if you ship with my man 🔪 and if you ship him with someone other than me you can interact but DON’T FOLLOW]

“I could give him his good ending.” “You’re the only one who can give him his best ending.”

I am the one and only, real and official 606, Holder of Correct Opinions on 707. I know him like no one else does and what I say in regards to him is true.

Self Insert’s Background:

Name: Gabriela Lopez

Age (as of when she joins the RFA): 20

Lives in (as of beginning of my canon): U.S.A (permanent) S.K. (temporary)

Religion (at the beginning): Christian who is confused about denominations but is leaning Catholic.

[to be updated]

About Us:

While I sometimes talk about us referring to the future (like when I gave the date our son was born), I also tend to refer to us in real time. Meaning, for example, if it’s currently July 7th, 2021 irl, then I am talking about us on that day too (only married for 2 months in that case). Everything below is what happened in my canon (I try to stay as close to canon as possible).

We met when I was in S.K. studying abroad and was dragged into the RFA by a mysterious hacking incident. After being in the RFA for a couple weeks, the events of his route begin to happen. Fast forward a few months later and we get engaged, and within a year, married!

After I graduated college, we moved to the U.S.A. (bringing his brother with him) as it would be safer from his dad who is still in power. There, he continues working on electronic things to continue making some money, and I begin a job at [tbu]

& we have children! A boy named Hwanyoung Nathaniel Choi*, twin girls named Eliana Sunhui & Anastasia Sunjin Choi*, Florencio Byeol Choi*, and Seonlyang Theodora Choi*.

I will be writing my canon down as a fanfic, for anyone who is interested enough to read! x x

Here is a link to our “Understand My Ship in 5 Mins”

Tags:

for Saeyoung: #main f/o: syc❤️🖤💛

for my SI in this universe: #main s/i: gal❤️‍🔥🫀❤️‍🩹

for our ship: #OTP: if God allows it... I’ll always have you in my heart 🤍

for myself through his eyes (f/o takeover posts): #my one and only love ❤️

fanart of “us”: #fanart: s/i + f/o = otp

for questions that I answer about us: #otp questions

for our boy Hwanyoung: #fan child: hnc 💙🤍🖤💛

for our older girl twin Eliana: #fan child: esc 💜🖤🤍💖

for our younger twin Anastasia: #fan child: asc 💖❤️🤍💘

for our youngest boy Florencio: #fan child: fbc 💙💜🤍🖤

for our girl Seonlyang: #fan child: stc 💛💖❤️💝

Anniversaries*

day we met (SI logged into the RFA app): 8-1-20

day we became official bf/gf: 8-21-20

day he proposed (right before end of SE): 10-31-20

day we got married: 5-1-21

firstborn’s birthday: 3-13-24

twins’ birthday: 4-7-27

second son’s birthday: 10-11-30

lastborn’s birthday: 5-3-34

*not the days I was playing the game, but my self insert

* I know in Korea surnames are listed first but since we move to a Western country (mostly likely we won’t be staying in America but moving to Europe but I haven’t made any decisions) legally & socially their surnames will be listed last.

[100woblings]

Rules of the 100 baby challenge on Sims Mobile

Welcome to wobster plays the 100 baby challenge on Sims Mobile! This challenge is based on Snarky Sims Witch’s challenge for Sims 4. Basically, the goal is to have 100 babies with 100 different partners, raise them all, and not artificially speed up the process. The original challenge and full rules can be found here: https://snarky-sims-witch.tumblr.com/post/181535303038/tos-i-am-the-original-writer-of-the-sims-4-version

The mobile version is different, so I’ve adapted a few rules to fit the platform. I tried to keep the spirit of the original rules. Here are the modifed rules I’ll be playing under:

Start with an adult Sim (the “Parent”).

When prompted, use a randomizer to choose any Sim’s traits, including the Parent’s. (Originally, the first Parent’s traits could be chosen while subsequent Parents had randomized traits, but I’m a stickler for consistency.)

Have babies with other adult Sims (”Donors”). Any gender of Sim is allowed as long as the Parent can have a baby with them. Donors can be other players’ Sims or NPCs, but they can’t be player-controlled. 

These donors are fine: NPCs in your household, children of your other Sims, Sims that you used to control but are now retired NPCs. 

Off limits: Any Sim that you can assign to do actions. (These are off limits because they can contribute to building a relationship or parenting.) Any Sim born as part of the challenge, and their descendants.

The challenge ends when the 100th baby is an adult. (There’s my need for consistency flaring up again! I want all the children treated the same.)

Each child must have a different Donor.

Children may age up to the next stage when they get the birthday cake notification and the following levels of Good Upbringing trait: 1 to become a toddler, 2 to become a child, 3 to become an adult.

Any Sims’ clothes and makeup can be changed, but their physical traits can’t be changed. Hair style can be changed, but not hair color. The first Parent can be customized on character creation only.

The rules about moving or lots don’t apply. (In Mobile, you’re stuck with the starting lot, and it doens’t have traits.)

The rules about money (Simoleans) don’t apply. Mobile Sims don’t have needs, (food, bed, etc.) so money does not help in any way. The Parent may work or marry.

No form of currency can be used to speed up a child’s growth.

Only the Parent is allowed to complete events with the children. No other Sims may help raise the children.

Children can be moved out of the household once they become adults.

Sims must age and become elders, and the role of Parent must be passed to the next generation (see next section for details).

The details of passing on generations are a little complicated here. Player-controlled Sims don’t automatically age. The closest thing to aging in Mobile is retirement, which immediately makes the Sim an unplayable NPC. Therefore, I came up with the following procedure, for having the Parent tie up loose ends before becoming an NPC.

When prompted to retire, the Parent must not retire right away.

The Parent must stop having babies.

The Parent must continue to raise their children who are not adults yet.

When all the Parent’s children are adults, then the Parent must immediately be retired.

The lastborn child then becomes the new Parent.

If there are no children (including adult children) in the household when the Parent is prompted to retire, then the Parent may have exactly one more child.

Navigational Tags

I’ll be using some tags to use as filters! 

#100wobParent - posts where a new Parent is made or promoted

#100wobling - posts where a child is introduced

#100woblingM - see male children

#100woblingF - see female children

#100woblingN - the Nth child (e.g. search for #100wobling3 to see the 3rd child)

#100wobIndex - list of Sims in challenge with links to each individual

#100wobThoughts - commentary on how it’s going, observations, rants, or just thoughts

[fluffmiester-blog1]

Tagged by @moechorr​ Rules: put your iTunes/mp3/Spotify on shuffle, list the first 15 songs then tag 10 people

Caravan Palace - Lone Digger

Mario Kart 8 - Rainbow Road (SNES)

Ratchet&Clank 2 - Starship Phoenix

MGR: Revengeance - Stains of Time

Yugioh, Duelist of Roses - Lancastrians

Carton/Juri Pootsmann - I Remember You (Xilent Remix)

Massive Attack - Teardrop

Celldweller - Lastborn Firstborn (Voicians Remix)

C2C - Delta

Madagascar 2 - Volcano

AC/DC - Back In Black

Glitch Mod - Drive It Like You Stole It

Madeon - Pop Culture

Bleach OST - Number One’s One Else

Skrillex - Father Said

Tagging: @hhemeraa​, @bcdygold​, @d-d-disgusting​, @sneakthiief​, @kaledvoul​, @deviliciious​, @kiraahachi​, @elvaliiente​

[ao3feed-thehobbit]

The Lastborn: A Middle Earth Story

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30AyQEW

by GerithorDunedain

Sauron, the greatest evil Middle Earth has ever seen, has arisen once more in Mordor, the land where shadows lie. His reach extends far beyond Mordor itself, even into the North. His most deadly servant, the Witch-King of Angmar, has sent an ancient enemy to defeat the Dunedain, last of the race of Kings. It is up to Gerithor, a young ranger nineteen years of age, to stand against this growing menace. Join him now as his life changes forever, and the fate of Middle Earth itself hangs in the balance. Set twenty years before the events of the Fellowship of the Ring(the year 3001 of the Third Age), his story sheds light on the bigger picture of the War of the Ring. So draw near, and listen to the tale of Gerithor, Lastborn of the Dunedain...

Words: 3276, Chapters: 2/36, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Middle Earth Stories Series

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: Gerithor Lastborn, Caledorn Ingwalen, Kalan, Aragorn, Arnakhor, Gerimond, Elena

Additional Tags: Battle, War, Middle Earth, Fantasy, Arnor, Witch King - Freeform, Mordor, Angst, Family, Death, Lore friendly, elrond - Freeform, Original Character(s), Original Male Characters - Freeform, Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, Third Age, Rangers, Dúnedain - Freeform, Angmar, Revenge, dwarves are the best comic relief, but elves can be too, Middle Earth Stories Series

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30AyQEW

[tribus-mantodea]

[ Memories told through markings. ]

had this a month ago but forgot to tidy it up and post it so. here ya go (pre-betrayal)

WC ~ 820 | the youngest lord’s entrapped by his own thoughts... again.

He was well aware of what such a vile and vibrant orange meant. They saw how their proud warriors lost their minds, how their youth forgot their pride and fell into baseless instincts. It was testament to how foolish it was to cheat one's way and tarnish their efforts. Leveling them to nothing more than mere beasts—no. Lower than that. He knew his sisters shed no remorse to it, and in turn, neither did their tribe (at least expressively).

Surrounded by shrooms in unmarked grounds, he brandished his claws and danced a pace back among the spores, pivoted, clashed against a warrior and deflected them swiftly. The Lastborn belatedly regarded them, still musing over the same situation he and the other Lords had deliberated on their thrones. He bent low, leapt back from the impatient thrusts of three youths who mistimed their attack one after the other.

"Then what if they kept their minds?"

Accepting something so abhorrent meant committing the gravest sin upon their faithless culture (unless one considered their devotion to strength and pride as something zealous). The mantid lifted his forearms and forced his legs into the ground, pushing back against the heavy claws of two, white-strikes singing throughout his frame as the younger ones fell back and watched. Yes... he had remembered foolishly asking it, once. Just an afterthought (that he mulled over for far too long, remembering how often he had failed them, how inferior he was in comparison to—) that was easily met with dismissal, fury, and silence all in turn. He doesn't remember any concern (and they shouldn't fret over him anyways).

Standstill.

The older mantids stepped away when he straightened his back, commanded the bout closed with the sweep of his claw, arm lowering to the side as he looked over the five assigned to the hunt today. Worn appearances that wept a shaky confidence. An impatient frustration. Yet he knew firsthand the extent of their efforts, and so he’d found them admirable. They weren’t ignorant though. They had all heard the sowing tell of what went on outside their domain, how things were beginning to change what felt like too long ago. Would they be able to hold if the beasts grew beastlier? Likely. He knew his sisters would not dismiss them as a threat, but would certainly not change their minds too much on the matter. Yet he wondered. Had to wonder.

Wonder if it would be better if...

The Lord did not bow, but he folded an arm behind him and began his address respectfully. "There is some hesitancy in your swings—the both of you." Two nods. He then eyed the three that shied their gazes away (oh how they reminded him of his own sisters), snapping their widened eyes back to his pensive own only when a chiding warrior clicked their mandibles. He hummed. They all didn't need his guidance, not like this. They knew without him having to say. It was nothing more than… formality, he thought. He wasn't like the Firstborn who could eloquently advise, the Secondborn who could be blunt and brief, nor the Thirdborn who could ease and encourage. “Your aggression and teamwork was adequate and needs practice.” No, he wasn't like them at all. 

“Nevertheless—” He struck his claws together—grinned. “A sure improvement I’ve seen from all of you since our last hunt.”

There was nothing more he needed to say. And even with the position he held by merit, he couldn’t understand the glint of joy and hidden aspirations in their stares when his words felt empty with how lacking they were. He was distracted. Still was—and he’d curse himself later for not giving enough of his attention as he should. For now, he allowed them a minute longer of rest before they reorganized and set off again, the band promptly idling among themselves when he turned and acted as watch.

He swore he’d explode from all the ideas polluting his mind today.

Should he burden the infection alone—? His heart crushed the foul thought, yet he’d tried to reason it. Was his mind not hardened? Shouldn't he along with anyone strong enough be capable of keeping their minds so long as they had their kin to leave them sane? He wouldn't force anyone; he wouldn’t exert influence. It would be his own will. His want, to ensure their tribe even in face of consequence. But. They could just cull him when the time came and—!

He hissed lightly and stomped the ground, wondering when these whispers had taken root. Shook them off. Resolved to think about it another time when there was not a more important matter at hand. How foolish; as Lords the others wouldn’t want that. As Sisters, they would rebuke him to no ends (and he himself knew how mindless it was, yet… it was something still within consideration and…).

The Lastborn Lord quickly called for the other members and set off.

aka I like to imagine him seesawing between “My confidence is well deserved. I’m a Lord for a reason.” and “,,,,,,I could be better, and my sisters and tribe would be able to live more comfortably if I was, so I don’t understand all their sentiments that well when they look up to me because surely they’re just looking at the idealized form that I portray?”

aka-aka I may have pushed inferiority aspects a bit too much in certain areas and resulted in the slight savior complications but das just how it be...

(sure put him in for a loop when he had to rule over the defectors all by himself when it came to be, ha ha.)