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#and that baby. was albert Einstein.

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reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals

#i'll use up the last of the good butter for you guys

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These two (x)

#fellas

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Don't follow me if you wouldn't write old lady Imperator FUCKING because "old people are gross".

#blocked. moving on. #imagine saying this in the we fuck old people fandom. couldn't be me.

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Is now a good time? Sunshine ☀️💙

She is technically the last of the Impera Miasma ghouls but I want to fix up Dew and Rain. I hit my stride with Phantom…. so they could be better. Then I’ll post them all together. Next is Prequelle Ghouls Red Year Zero.

#sunny bunny!!

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#are these not the ghouls #every so often i remember this exists and i die of jealousy

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Sometimes fic research is diving down a Wikipedia hole or watching YouTube and sometimes it's casually admiring the cute neighbors doing car maintenance conveniently in the parking lot directly outside my window.

#they could talk a little louder so i understand what they're doing though

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cumulus in crotchless red panties. nothing else.

thats it thats the post

#mountain stop that. the plants do a fine job with the birds and bees as pollinators. #not even primo knows what to do with you. #freak nasty motherfucker

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I am a trainwreck of a human being but id make a good cat

#or a borzoi

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#me walking to rcmh if my boeing flight crashes

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this fucking guy (gn)

#Zephyr design of all time

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No in between. Reblog if you vote pleas

#cool #cold even >:(

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I've been trying to come up with a way to debut this thought in an actual fic but I figure it's gonna take too long and I'm sick of people not knowing it so here you are: Ifrit is psychically deaf.

He just... straight-up cannot connect to people mentally. Can't hear their thought-speech, can't feel their emotional state, even his "outgoing" mental activity is significantly muted.

It's why he spent so little time in the band - usually the band ghouls can interact with each other mentally, like built-in IEMs. And he can't do that, he had to rely purely on the electronic monitors and it was absolutely hellish (derogatory) for him.

And, obviously, it's incredibly isolating for him. He's from a species where mental communication is both a biological norm and a cultural touchstone. It's partially why he's so bombastic and expressive - he's overcompensating for the fact that other people can't sense his mood mentally. He can't hear what's going on around him, he can't read the vibe of a group like everyone else can, he can't communicate privately in public. Apart from among a very select group of people, that is.

He has tattoos on his scalp, a ghoulish technology created by a combination of quintessence and water magic. Ink is mixed with the blood of a particular ghoul and treated with quintessence, then tattooed onto his scalp, and an artificial connection is forged between them. It's not perfect, the connection is still a little muted and takes some effort to get used to, but it works. Ifrit can hear the minds of his pack now.

Before he got his tattoos he kept quiet about it, was afraid to let anyone find out that he "didn't work properly". But now he has them, he's very open about it - he even keeps the sides of his head shaved so everyone can see the swirling lines of ink and know exactly what's going on with him. So everyone can see the marks of His People on his skin and know that these are the ones he trusts, the ones he allows to know him so deeply. Bragging on behalf of his pack, almost. "Look! Dew asked to be inside my head and I let him! Because I adore him so fucking much it makes my stomach hurt sometimes! You WISH you could be as cool as him!"

And, because it wouldn't be Mal lore if I didn't make it hurt a little: He has a tattoo for Terzo. It didn't work, because obviously the rat'hal doesn't really work with human minds, but it was a symbolic thing more than anything. A token of trust, a promise of belonging. The night Terzo died, before any of them really knew what had happened, it itched so badly he scratched it until it bled, and Bell swears the blood smelled just a little different.

(as a side note this does not apply to priest au!ifrit for reasons that will become apparent in ch5 which by all logic i should be writing now instead of writing little rambles about ifrit)

#i ADORE this #so good no notes 💯

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i don't smoke for the obvious reasons of not wanting to develop an addiction to nicotine but god do i so often feel the emotion 'i need a cigarette'.

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MCC - How To Play ’Sway’

#i am going to run away with him