Small kids will look up at you and with no prompting be like “umdidjyou no dat um one time my mommy and me um we um we we we went to da zoo and when I was dere um last summer we went to da zoo and didjyou no what was dere? A koala I seen those on Wild Krats.”
Like wow you have no idea how conversation works but boy are you giving it your all - I will stand here and look mildly surprised the whole time and when you’re done I’ll say “really?” And you will nod and look so victorious.
welcome to *ifadoc. an independent, private, selective, and fandomless portrayal of 𝑰𝒇𝒂 𝑫𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒔 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝑫.𝑽.𝑴. renowned veterinarian for dragonkind and magical creatures. as Dx by shrimpy | 21+ she/her | not affiliated with any rpc. a fandomless portrayal heavily headcanon based off original lore taken from the genpact universe. writing in the genpact universe is low priority. mature/dark themes present with mentions of syringes and medical settings. sporadic to low activity & writes when the motivation hits.
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Cacucu Headcanons!
He's a juvenile Qucusaur. He's at an age between the infant and adult Qucusaur forms. He hatched way to late and is developing slow. He's a late bloomer (think Happy Feet) and his wingspan shows the adult plumage while his body shows the infant (dewy and soft) feathers.
From Ifa's character stories: When Cacucu hatched, the first person he saw was Ifa because Ifa was called to heal Cacucu's mother. My headcanon is Qucusaurs don't usually bond to humans until they're adults, but Cacucu did so in that moment. He searches for Ifa after his mother passed and ended up being attached by other Qucusaurs, a behavior I have explained before. The attack nearly killed Cacucu had not been for Ifa who saved him that day. Cacucu lost his left eye from the attack.
Despite developing late, Cacucu's vocal chords are advancely developed and evolved greater than the adult Qucusaurs, enough so that he's able to mimic human speech. While Qucusaurs have complex communications skills, none can mimic human speech.
Cacucu is bonded to Ifa even if Ifa has not realized this. Ifa explains Cacucu gets jealous when he takes another Qucusaur to flight and it's because Cacucu has bonded to Ifa, that's his bro (his rider) and even if Cacucu's little body struggles to carry Ifa in flight, the little raptor dreams he will one day grow to full adult and be able to fly and soar the skies with Ifa. If Ifa were to pass away, Cacucu will never take another rider. ever.
Cacucu is a bit of a glutton. Any and all unattended food will disappear, especially sweets like cookies and baked goods.
Cacucu is a bit immunocomprised and is vulnerable to saurian type infections and diseases. This becomes a challenge sometimes as Cacucu works as Ifa's assistant in his clinic and could potentially catch infections from patients. Ifa gives Cacucu regular checks up and monitors Cacucu's health & growth charts. Cacucu is also more likely to become abyssal infected.
Cacucu only rests on Ifa's head, but if he does ever land on your head know you are chosen (you make him feel safe, secure, comfortable and he trusts you greatly. a great honor)
i had the biggest crash out about ifaron in the gc does anybody need a laugh lmfao like peak delusional asdfgkih
❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞ \ ororon :3
Ifa is helping Ororon in his garden, having the time to spare since he finished rounds early and in a lull with new patients now that peace has settled over the land of war.
The saurian vet is crouched down in a soft bed of soil and moving the dirt with a garden spatula. Ororon is crouched down besides him also, talking up a storm of many and odd things, like always, and Ifa listens.
A whole afternoon spent together like this and it's not until the two Natlan warriors straighten up with their bounty of cabbages, potatoes, and fruits does Ororon speak another odd thing; and this time it makes Ifa chuckle softly, like the Mictlan ancient name bearer told a joke.
❝ Dude, you always talk like this when you're out here gardening. It's cool though. Sometimes, you have far more interesting things to say than I do. ❞ Ifa begins dividing the fruits and vegetables, knowing already which Ororon's will gift to friends tomorrow.
❝ I'm glad you can talk about any and everything, whether to me or these cabbages. ❞
Now... Ifa better keep an eye on Cacucu... (wrio leave ifa's buddy ALONE?)
❝ Hey now! When this turned into me being irresponsible? It ain't my fault Cacucu's part chicken an' flies off when he's scared. ❞ Ifa laughs, only kidding.
“No way, bro!” Cacucu huffs with a fluff of his feathers.
❝ Don't hafta' worry, bro … uh, Your Grace? I know he looks small an' dainty, but he's always got my back an' I got his. ❞ Ifa explains with a genuine, warm smile as he looks up at Cacucu.
The vet's gaze then looks to Wriothesley and Ifa senses something lingering in the warden's being, in his eyes of ice and Ifa understands; goodbyes are hard, but they are not the end of things.
❝ You ever in Natlan, make sure you drop us a visit in the Flower-Feather Clan. Cacucu took a shine to you also. ❞ Ifa smiles and Cacucu flutters his little wings with excitement, swooping side to the side in the air with glee.
“My little dude!”
hands cacucu a machine gun
❝ Sorry bro, but I don't think those talons can hold that gun. I appreciate it though. We at the Flower-Feather Clan have tried to arm Qucusaurs before in the past, but they have their own natural ways to defend themselves so there's no need to give these dudes guns. ❞
“Seriously! Seriously!” Cacucu squawks out.
❝ Qucusaurs, like Cacucu here, are able to blast fire balls from their mouths. Cacucu, however, can only fire one every four hours or he'll have wicked heartburn. ❞
“Nut-uh! No way, bro! The heck are you on about?”
❝ Sorry, he's a bit … touchy about that. ❞
Strong arms cross over the vet's ample chest and Kaeya's words, teasing as they were, did not ease Ifa's worries. In fact, he rethinks his decision and shakes his head; as obedient and capable as Cacucu is, he's easily influenced, especially by troublemakers and Kaeya …
❝ Y'know what, lets all go together. ❞ Ifa can finish writing in these medical journals later. He throws on his long jacket and Cacucu flaps happier, laughing.
❝ No, I'm not jealous. I'm not like you, Cacucu. It's bad banners to let guests pick up errands and make 'em work. ❞ Ifa shakes his head and brings a basket with him for the groceries they'll pick up.
❝ That sounds like quite a list. Are you trying to bake something? ❞
' Ah, are you sure you want to part from your companion just to make me feel safer? You're living up to your nice reputation, Ifa. ' Despite the joke in his voice, he's flattered. Cacucu can be a terrific support fluffball. He feels very supported already!' Alright, we'll be on our way then- remind me, what do we need to bring back? Grainfruits, berries, some flour...? '
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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.