bakerstreet | Daemon AU

DAEMONS
A dæmon is the animal embodiment of a person's inner self - their soul made corporeal. In childhood, daemons can shapeshift; around puberty, they settle into one form which represents a person's personality.

Daemons can talk, are typically of the gender opposite their human, and can't go more than a few yards from their human half. Any pain felt by a person is felt by their daemon, or vice versa, and to touch someone else's daemon is painfully intimate and the greatest taboo.

RNG:
1. meetings (mean snap judgments; what do you think of someone with a snake soul?)
2. fight scenes (are a lot more badass with a lion at your side, or tricky when your weak spot is a poodle)
3. rescues (are difficult if your daemon can't drag theirs to safety. you won't break the taboo, will you?)
4. cuddling (gets weird when your alligator snuggles up to their rabbit)
5. confined spaces (are more claustrophobic with the risk of touching someone's soul)
6. poor conditions (when your cat can't swim or your dragonfly might freeze)
7. lies (are harder to tell with daemons telegraphing body language)
8. touching (from a torturer is horrifying; from someone intimate, it's powerful)
9. abnormalities (include same-gender daemons, limitless separation ranges, or inhuman lack of a daemon)
10. suddenly (everyone has daemons. they didn't before. what the hell.)

Want to rehash a canon scene, now with daemons? Make up your own prompt? Just here to dump your "why X has Y animal" in a toplevel? Go nuts.

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"I know.." Otherwise it wouldn't have felt right, not when they touched each others daemons. A warm smile was on Illya's face and it only grew after they had sipped his drinks.

"There's many Russian things out there for you to enjoy, Cowboy. I could show you a few."

"I would love to try more and I have a feeling you would only show me the best." He said, winking at him before taking another drink before setting it down.

A moment later he leaned over, kissing his cheek and then he started dishing the food out so they could eat.

"Be sure of that."

It was impossible not to smile, and Illya started to eat as well right after the kiss to hide the stupid grin that tugged at the corner of his lips. Under the table, Yana snuggled close to Danielle, looking as relaxed as she could be, for once completely at ease with life.

He smiled as he started in to eat, breathing out and licking his lips. He hummed as he ate, grabbing a bliny and taking a bite.

"I'll have to learn a few more Russian dishes as well." He said, smiling over at him.

"And I have to learn any dishes in general." He did know how to make a basics meal but cooking class was not part of his KGB training. "We could learn together."

A suggestion and a promise, one Illya planned on keeping. He smiled back and relaxed, enjoying the company.

Daemon AU

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should we start wrapping this up?

If you want to, we can end after this one.

Sounds perfect o7