bakerstreet | Daemon Meme

In the universe of the His Dark Materials trilogy (or the movie The Golden Compass), every person has a creature called a dæmon that accompanies them all their lives, and is emotionally and metaphysically a part of them. Dæmons are often described as sort of external souls (while the part of the personality in a human's body is the spirit).

Basic Dæmon Facts:

- They take the shape of animals
- They can talk, no matter what their shape
- Children's dæmons can change form at will; around puberty they 'settle' and become one animal permanently
- Neither the person or the dæmon chooses the final settled form, but it always reflects their personality (although not necessarily in obvious or simple ways)
- They are almost always the opposite sex as their human
- If a dæmon feels pain, so will their person, and vice versa
- Being physically apart from one's dæmon causes horrible emotional and physical pain
- Dæmons frequently talk to and touch each other, in ways that reflect or complement their persons' interactions, but dæmons talking to humans other than their own is considered strange, and touching humans not their own is extremely taboo; it generally occurs only between long-time lovers. Touching someone else's dæmon without permission is a terrible violation.

How it works:

Just design a dæmon for your muse and put as little or as much information as you like about them (shape, name, link to a picture or species wiki if you are so inclined) in a comment, with your muse's name and series in the subject. Check out other people's dæmons and let your dæmons interact too.

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"Didn't really approve, no, but..." He shrugged, "Didn't really outright ban it, either." It wasn't even particularly discouraged, it was just that there wasn't a lot of time for anything of the sort.

"I just wasn't that close with anybody." It wasn't that he'd been particularly shunned, he just hadn't had any close friends, not like some of the others did. It was part of the reason he was very nearly touch-starved now, why he hadn't yet let go of Poe's hand, and why he still hugged anyone who would let him, though mostly settled for friendly shoulder-pats and arm-clasping.

As far as Poe was concerned, Finn could keep hold of his hand if he wanted to. It was Poe's nature to be a tactile person and he was easy with his affection. His pilots were constantly being patted and poked and hugged and his friends even more so. Most everyone just knew that was how Poe was.

Finn's words made him pause for a moment, glancing over at him in quiet disbelief.

"You haven't... have you?"

"What? Had sex?" He shook his head, "Nope." He shrugged, "Most of us haven't, too easy to get caught."

And while sex drive hadn't been completely bored out of them, it was nearly so in most cases, "Nobody wants to get sent to reconditioning just because they got close with a friend."

That was yet another thing Poe had to hate about the First Order. Sex was a normal part of life and a damn enjoyable one at that. The thought of someone being reconditioned just because they wanted to sleep with someone was appalling.

Poe couldn't help but keep staring, an eyebrow cocked in open disbelief.

"... that's horrifying. You'd get in trouble for just fucking around?"

"Only if we're stupid about it and get caught. Because it's a distraction and we need to stay focused." He'd been getting better about talking about his time with the First Order in the past tense -because he knew it was over- but sometimes the present tense still slipped in, because he'd been a trooper far longer than he hadn't been.

His smile emerged a moment later, "But I don't have to worry about that, now."

Poe stared a few moments longer, oddly silent as he watched Finn. The slight frown faded away at the sight of his smile but he didn't smile back. No, the look on his face was earnest concern and a moment later, he tugged on Finn's hand to pull him closer, then wrapped his arms around him. A quick breath and he leaned in, burrowing his face against Finn's neck.

"And you'll never have to worry about it again, either. I promise."

He returned that hug easily, realizing after a moment that Poe had been more disturbed by that information than Finn was. As far as Finn was concerned that was just the way things were and there was nothing different.

Of course, he knew better now, and had every intention of taking advantage of that fact.

He bumped his head against Poe's gently, voice having dipped a little, "Hey, I came out of it alright, didn't I?"

Chuckling softly, he leaned up to drop a kiss on Finn's forehead before he stepped away, though his hand remained curled up with Finn's.

"That's because you're special. Strong. I'm glad we found each other."

He smiled at that, not about to object to the hand-holding, "I don't know about 'strong', 'lucky' maybe, probably 'kind of crazy', but if you want to call it 'strong' we can go with that."

He was trying -and failing- to keep the amusement from his voice, and the fact that Lorr was chuckling was probably the best indication that he wasn't managing as well as he wanted.

Shaking his head, Poe started walking, his hand squeezing Finn's once again. He could hear the amusement just fine and his smile echoed it, but he stayed pretty quiet until they found their way back to the base. Ishara had fallen oddly quiet as well, but between the two of them, there weren't any signs of a problem. He didn't say much until he paused at the junction that led to his quarters where Ishara mumbled something, then took off down the hall.

"... this is actually something I've only done once before. Not sex, I mean. Everyone knows that. I just want to make sure everything is good for you."

With Ishara gone, Lorr settled, leaning against Finn's leg again as she so often did.

Finn's brow creased at the statement, though he reached over to clasp both of Poe's shoulders, giving him a gentle shake, "Poe. You trusted me to get you off of the Finalizer and you didn't even know me. I do know you know, and I'm pretty sure I can trust you with this."

Mostly because as far as Finn was concerned, it wasn't that big a deal, even if it was going to be the first time.

It might not be a big deal to Finn, but it was a big deal to Poe. As far as he knew, Finn was very inexperienced and Poe was well known for being a demanding lover. The last time he'd been with a virgin had been when he'd lost his own virginity as well, and that was to someone that Finn might be appalled about if he knew. Since then, Poe'd had his share of lovers and while he was fond of every single one of them, they weren't Finn.

Smiling a bit wryly, he reached up and curled his fingers around one of Finn's wrists, his thumb idly stroking along the throb of his pulse.

"Alright, then. Come on."

His smile returned at that hold, nodding once, "Alright, lead the way." Not that he didn't know where Poe's quarters were, of course, but it seemed like the right thing to say in this case.

Mostly Finn was thrilled because this was the first time he could remember actually getting something that he wanted instead of just living with what he was given, and he couldn't remember ever wanting another person as much as he wanted Poe right then.

Which was why, even though his pulse had already kicked up, not racing but definitely excited, he clasped Poe's wrist in turn, not letting go as he let himself be led.

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