Ifa Has Had A Few Patients Who Fear Sitting On His Examination Table Or Fear His Needles. He's Cared

do you ever think about how cacucu was an outlier among qucusaurus for his different appearance and was shunned, bullied, and pecked at, and do you think about also how ororon is 'the weirdo' of the masters of the night wind clan, shunned and abandoned, used in some ritual that didn't work and abandoned again like ... these are Ifa's friends, his bros, the shunned weirdos i just-

I love his nightsoul so much guys 💀

Sesame is busy making biscuits on Cacucu

“Oh dear! Oh dear!” Cacucu is shaking like a leaf. This is it, this is how he goes. Wait for him ancestors in the Night Kingdom. What will he tell them? Eaten by the chubbiest cat? 

Sesame is proceeding to make biscuits on his leggy, purring softly as he claims his new spot even if he's ruining his pants.

❝ Sure, little dude. Get all comfy. ❞ Ifa chuckles as Sesame joins him.

He's in the middle of tuning his guitar and Ifa plays a a few chords, smiling at Sesame as the cat continues making biscuits on his leg. The weather is nice and warm, the breeze gentle and cool. The perfect spot for a little jam session in the shade of a tree. 

❝ ~ ♫ ❞ 

@ifadoc sent: “Don’t shoot the messenger, Granny.” Ifa holds up his hands to Citlali, knowing she’s about to erupt with temper. Ifa honestly tries his best to stay out of familial disputes, but it’s a little hard when Ororon sends Ifa as his delivery person and learns firsthand that Ororon has been avoiding her for a reasons, avoiding a lecture. Either way, Ifa ends up in the middle of it and can only nod his head, listening to the elder. “I’ll make sure to scold him an’ grab ‘em by his nose, for real.” Ifa jokes as he lifts the heavy basket of fresh produce and carries it into Citlali’s home. “Oh, I also threw in some fruits and jerky for you, Granny.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 vibrating with anger around her ... the youth these days! "Do you really think I'm just going to let this slide?" Citlali scoffed, arms crossing over her chest as she looked up at the said 'messenger'. "You know, Ifa, you're just as bad as Ororon. How many times are you going to come all the way over here to our tribe on his behalf? You're just enabling his behavior!"

Even despite her height, Citlali waited for the vet to set down the produce in her home. It wasn't like she was going to turn down the free goods. However, it was far from enough to get Ifa out of this predicament. "Hold up, young man," She remarked, "I can't be bribed with food." Her annoyance was only growing the more she thought about Ororon's avoidance. When would he learn to take accountability?

"Since Ororon is going to stay in hiding, you're going to have a seat right there," The woman pointed to the table nearby, brows creasing as she somewhat pouted in her expression. "Do you really call yourself an adult by allowing Ororon to flounce around like he's still a rebellious teenager? You're supposed to be setting an example for him as his elder! Honestly—how long does it take you kids to learn what responsibility is? Frankly, Ifa, I'm disappointed in you. For starters—"

She then proceeded to lecture him for the next forty-five minutes.

@ccaptain sent: ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ / particularly if it addresses the little iktomisaurus coming off his head. its a very adorable coo-ing hat

Ifa has a few infant saurians in his clinic today, all of which are requiring their milestone vaccinations. He's encouraged the young dragonkin to stay together using saurian crackers he's baked early this morning, but just as the vet readies his tray of syringes, he's counted one baby dragon short of the bunch.

Ifa swivels his head 180, searching for the small Iktomisaurus. How could it slip from the group? Those baby bat saurians are the most timid and well-behaved of the saurians. Then Ifa notices the visitor from Mondstadt and his new hat. 

❝ C'mon, dude. Quit foolin' 'round the babies and lead me a hand, willya? ❞ 

The Tlalocan holds out a cracker and the tiny Iktomisaurus coos with interest. 

IFA ❖ paralogism

Ifa always descends from the sky, charging into the fray with gun in hand. Such dramatic entrances result in most people instinctively assuming that reinforcements from the Flower-Feather Clan have arrived.

@ccaptain is kaeya aware he’s been adopted by a flock of baby iktomisaurs 🤔🤔

Puts a cute red bow on Cacucu's head 💙

“HAHA!” Cacucu squawks happily, fluttering his wings with joy and swaying in the air back and forth around Kaeya's head. Oh, he has to show this off in front of Ajaw

❝ Aw, thanks, bro. He really loves it. You're awesome sauce for that. ❞ Ifa offers up Kaeya a fist bump. 

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Details of a Muse

What does your muse usually smell like? Do they use colognes, body sprays or perfumes? Are they clean-smelling, or dirty?

Regardless of verse, Ifa smells clean-smelling, like soap and alcohol based disinfectants mostly. He’s always in clinic or by bedside of a patient, so it’s important to keep proper hygiene and prevent the spread of bacteria. However, he is a cowboy and has a gun to his thigh so he does have some faint hints of gunpowder on him, a scent one can only distinguish if they put their nose to his clothes or neck. If he were to smell like anything, it would be earthy tones and sundried scents, especially if he’s been grinding herbs for medicine.

What are your muse’s arms like? Do they have muscles or prominent veins, are they missing a limb?

Regardless of verse, Ifa has an athletic and toned built. He’s not Wriothesley or Mydei beef shape, but he has lived to carry his weight and defend himself. Without a gun, he can still fight and hold his own. A fighter in structure and circumstance, but a healer at heart. His arms and chest are well defined and toned, his jacket hiding his arms, but the shirt, those buttons are hanging on for dear life lmao.

No prominent veins, but has scars on his forearms, left eye, and back. In verses were he is a vet, animals can lash out when they’re scared or hurting. In his hsr verse, it’s darker and something I will talk about in greater detail, but the scars were from the IPC when he attended their boarding schools. An attempt to “educate the people” of Aeragan-Epharahel or rather indoctrinate.