#my inner demons leif

[jobycewl]

MY INNER DEMONS MY BELOVED ‼️‼️ RAAAAAAH

[keyokayo]

Asch, leif, noi, and rhys

PRAYYYINGG THAT APHMAU MAKES SEASON 2 🙏🙏🙏🙏

(Reblogs are appreciated!! <3)

[thevyladsafespace]

doing all of that harmed my soul but it is done- I'll probably refine Pierce, Asch and Rhys at some other point. But I just wanted to get them done.

I think you can tell my motivation for ARMOR died at Pierce. Hence why there's so little on Asch and Rhys.

ALRIGHT- urrgehrgeh I'll make more posts about them sooner or later.

Asch tore off the sleeve of his jacket, that's why it looks like that, don't @ me.

[strawberrym1ko]

ORANGE PEEL THEORY || MID

ᯓ★ CHARACTERS: Asch, Rhys, Peirce, Leif, Noi

ㅤᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 SYNOPOSIS ― Testing the "Orange Peel" theory on your Daemos boyfriend ㅤᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 C.W ― None

ㅤᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 B.C ― Author having a favourite Daemos (See if you can spot him). Reader and Asch having that old-married couple vibes. Asch being jealous of Leif being mentioned. Leif being jealous of Asch being mentioned. Baby Noi. Reader forgetting how Leif acts and his motives-

M.LIST || APHMAU M.LIST

"BABE, WILL you peel this orange for me please?" You were sitting on the sofa, scrolling mindlessly through TikTok once again, when that trend once again popped up on your page. You scrolled past a few of them, thinking not much about them but this time you got curious and decided to watch it. And after that video, you went and searched some more to see the different results.

A test of faith almost. If they would peel an orange for you, it's like they would do anything for you. You sighed, knowing it could only go two ways for you and your partner. You didn't have any hopes your boyfriend knew exactly what an orange was, just from the little details you had about their home land.

But sure, it be a fun little experiment to do on him. So, you placed your phone in your pocket and went into the kitchen, snatching an orange up from the fruit bowl.

Now to find that Daemos of yours

ᯓ ASCH .ᐟ ASCH WAS difficult to find at first. You weren't really sure where to search for him. You huffed, hands holding your hips as you began thinking where the royal pain in your arse could be. Only place you didn't really look was the make-shift castle the boys just magically made in your walls.

Stepping in the drawn wall Ava created, you looked around the main area first in hopes he might just be wondering around. But, at last. He was not. So, you went straight to his bedroom, since this addition was mainly used for bedding and whatever other magical shit they be doing.

"Asch" You knocked on the prince's bedroom before entering. You were doubtful at first, but the fabric shuffling noise confirmed that he was in there, just laying in bed. Guess they have lazy Sunday's in Daemos as well.

Just as you expected, Asch was laying in the bed, sprawled out like a starfish with half the blanket on his torso and the other half dangling off the bed. "This man" You whispered to yourself before walking to his bed side, taking a seat beside him and gently shaking him.

Asch moved. But, he did not wake up. He was a stubborn sleepier. It was a nightmare trying to get him up and even if you did, he was the grouchiest thing you would have ever met. "Asch" You said, shaking him more violently this time. He stirred, but did not wake up.

"Ugh! you are such a pain" At this rate the orange theory was slowly slipping through your mind, with waking him up now being your main goal. You stood at the end of the bed, grabbing the covers by their corners and yanking it off the Daemos prince body. But, of course due to his fire abilities, this man was always warm.

"Asch!" You grabbed one of the decorative pillows he always had at the bottom of the bed and threw it at his head. H E A D S H O T style.

That got him flinging up. He wasn't fully awake, his eyes were still shut closed. He was attempting to open them, but sleep was still in charge and his lids were too heavy for him to fight off.

"Who's there!" He demanded. his head falling left to right, his eyelids raising in attempt to lift his lids. But, it didn't work.

"Asch. I need you to open this orange" You held out the orange, an innocent smile gracing your lips.

Finally, he was able to open his eyes. Dark orbs fell down onto the orange. His mind busy at work, attempting to understand the concept of him peeling something you were more than capable of peeling yourself. "What?" He said.

"Peel this for me" You stepped forward, holding your hand out even more. "Please" You politely said, like that would help change his mind.

"You wake me up for this?" His slumber was disturbed for something that small? He was woken up for this while he believed something bigger had gone down?

"No" was his response.

"Fine" You caved in. "Suppose I'll ask Leif" You taunted, knowing he hated it when you went to Leif with anything.

"No! I'll do it!" You turned back to your Daemos lover, smiling brightly at him.

"Thanks babe!"

Conclusion: Failed success

ᯓ RHYS .ᐟ "RHYS? ARE you in the bathroom again?" He had such an odd obsession with the bathroom, always saying how it was a secret potion making liar that you and Ava refuse to admit. Just what did cauldrons look like in Daemos?

The bathroom door knob twisted and turned before finally opening, revealing your boyfriend in all his glory. He slicked back his hair, that was a new one. You never thought him how to, or where the gel was.

"How'd you find the gel?"

"what is this. . . gel?" Rhys questioned, his eyes squinting closer. He lost his glasses again.

You shook your head. "Never mind that. Can you peel this for me?" You held the orange out in front of you, pushing it closer towards your lover. Who, was undoubtfully confused.

"Are your hands sore?" He questioned.

You shook your head. "No. I just want you to do it for me"

He still didn't seem to grasp the concept of the whole idea, but none the less, he took the orange and began to peel back the skin, handing it to you once he was finished. "Why ask?"

You knew he would get fascinated by the theories people come up. "Its a theory"

"A. . .theory?"

You hummed. "Between couples. A partner who will peel the orange for you will make sure that your needs are met."

"Interesting"

Conclusion: Success

ᯓ PIERCE .ᐟ IT WASN'T hard to find Pierce. Everywhere you were, he wasn't far. And as you turned the corner of the kitchen, there stood Pierce. It seemed like he was leaving your room, which was reasonable considering he would spend most of his time in there. Something about your presence in that room being comforting. You didn't understand it.

"Pierce" You said, looking up at your boyfriend, who was looking down with those gentle eyes. Gentle eyes you could melt in, every time, without a fail.

"[Name]" Even how he said your name was so soft. You slapped yourself, stopping yourself from melting at this mans voice and looks. He glanced at you with concern. "Are you alright?" A worried hand hovering over your shoulder, not completely sure what to do.

"I'm fine. . " You paused. It be a trick and cruel, but could work? "Actually. . .can you peel this for me please?" You held the orange out to him.

Pierce took the orange from your hands and peeling the skin back in no-time. No questions, no confused looks. He just did as you asked and once the quest was complete, he handed it back to you. "Like so?

"Perfect"

Conclusion: Hard Success

ᯓ LEIF .ᐟ LEIF WAS sitting on the sofa, watching socky. You found it so funny how the boys became attached to the kids tv show.

You approached your boyfriend from behind the sofa, leaning forward with your arms wrapping around his neck. Your head resting on his shoulder. "Leify~" You called.

Leif leaned back to look at you. "Mhm?" He seemed unbothered. I mean, when he acts like this towards you as well it becomes a normal. And you don't get as flustered as before so it was no fun.

You pulled the orange from behind you, holding out in front of both you and your boyfriend. "Can you open this?"

"Why"

"Because. I want you to do it. Like, a test of loyalty"

"My loyalty lies with the Daemos royal family" That seemed funny to you. Considering he hated Asch and always made it his personal goal to keep a distance between you and the prince.

"That's funny, considering you hate Asch"

"Never said I liked them"

Mhm. Interesting.

Sighing, you stood up straight and unwrapped your arms from around his neck. "Alright. Guess I'll just ask Asch than"

Both Leif and the sofa almost toppled over with how fast the Daemos assassin stood up and leaned over, snatching the orange from your hand so he could peel the fruit for you. "No! I'll do it!"

Conclusion: Success

ᯓ NOI .ᐟ SINCE HE arrived to Earth, both you and Ava's cat Johnny had taken a big liking to the youngest Deamos. So, you knew exactly where to go to find your boyfriend.

You turned to your side to where Johnny's bed and tree post were to see both Noi and Johnny sitting there. Johnny was sitting on top of the tree post while Noi was sitting beside it, talking to the cat. You never understood why, even though he tried to explain it to you.

You approached the pink-haired Daemos, kneeling down beside him. "Noi" You asked, turning to look at him.

Noi looked at you, his wide sunset eyes staring into your soul. A weird feeling of peace washed over you. "Yeah?"

You held the orange in front of you. "Can you peel this please?"

Noi glanced at the orange than at you, a wild grin plastered over his lips. "Sure!" He gladly took the orange and peeled back the skin, handing it back to you once it was all peeled. A sense of pride coming from the Daemos.

Conclusion: Success

[littlewonders7]

[fartzapril]

[asadpoolnoodle]

drew these awhile ago and never got to posting them lol

[garcargofarfar]

MID Boys Headers

Asch, Pierce, Rhys, Leif, Noi

[senjiiblogs]

Hair on loose

Huhu

[jobycewl]

Have some moar of these cutie patooties!!!

[thevyladsafespace]

My "My Inner Demons" overhaul

alright, since I'm bored- here's what I got so far.

I renamed Asch's kingdom to Phobos, in reference to the original term of Daemos (probably an aphmau 'sound it out' name like Ein and whatnot.) With Mars' moons. Phobos and Deimos. While the general species of Asch's kingdom are referred to as Daemos.

Appropriately, I gave the kingdom a family name. Dacite, a type of Volcanic rock. Asch Dacite, Rhal Dacite. ectect.

Backstory time:

Noi Barter. I gave him the backstory of "sole survivor" from a long dead and fallen land, the story of a late bloomer/ someone whose actually more powerful than the rest. He just has amnesia. The key item being the locket around his neck, changed from a lightning bolt. To a sun shape. Spending most of his days fighting for his food, he found strength in stealth and being quiet. Due to having little muscle mass compared to his future companions made it easy for him to sneak into Phobos. Being caught and eventually set up for Execution, Asch recruited him. Being the last addition and stuff. (Similar to the original story, but I put a bigger spin on it since we know very little of a majority of them.))

Leif and Pierce now come from very different kingdoms. Since.. an entire universe dedicated to one kingdom is weird.

Feng Leif, or just Leif appropriately is from a Chinese-inspired kingdom, exiled for assassination crimes, later hired by Asch the same way in canon. And leaning into another horned creature from the same culture, the Dragon. While his name was chosen by himself after seeing it somewhere. While knowing it correlates to wind, which I HC him being rather proficient in using it with magic. And instead of.. entirely insane maniac, he's definitely smarter than he appears. Not book smart, but very street smart and survival wise. The insanity is a choice for him. Instead of being soothed/ calmed by an E-girl over time. (/lh j)

(The rest of the designs are being worked on. I'll make full body posts later. )) Pierce Stone, making him originate from a Japanese-inspired kingdom. Y'know, with his kimono and whatnot, I'm leaning into my other culture fixation! Youkai. I made Pierce an Oni. A wanderer that eventually got hired like the rest, by Asch himself. How? I'm toying with the idea Pierce signed up for a tournament/ exhibition kind of event in Phobos. Recognized by Asch and eventually hired.

Rhys Wynn, (It's pronounced Reese, Aphmau.) is a scholar from Phobos. Someone finally from the same Kingdom as Asch. Designated by Lady Grandma to be an assistant to Asch. It's.. pretty straight forward with him, I'd say.

[strawberrym1ko]

TEENAGE LIFE || MY INNER DEMONS

SYNOPSIS: You're staying with Ava for the school terms and the Daemos boys have taken an interest in your day to day life as a young person WARNINGS: None AUTHORS NOTE: This took two days to complete and I got lazy near the end. Hope it's still good though. I'll do Noi justice in the future

M.LIST || APHMAU M.LIST

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Ava was a family friend. After finding out that your family were moving out of state due to your moms job, she offered to shelter you while you finished your studies in your final year of high-school instead of you moving high-school and restarting your life.

At first your parents rejected the offer, thinking it was better that you went with them, but once Ava's dads talked to your moms, they were both convinced. With monthly pocket money, your own room and public transport. All was well.

Well. . . .minus the five demon boys that lived in the walls. As schizophrenic as it sounds. It was true. Five boys lived in the ways of Ava's apartment. And none of them would give you warnings before popping out of the walls. You and Ava had to set some ground rules after some incidents.

You had met them prior to moving in, Ava asking for your assistance in a lot of the social aspects. So, you weren't too shocked by the sight. Yet, it still unsettled you a little. Even if they were from a different world, there was no way their lives were that different from yours. You imagined a medieval world from the little things they would say about the world, so life couldn't be that different. Could it?

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ᯓ ASCH .ᐟ

YOU WERE out in the streets, Asch by your side. Ava had gotten fed up of the daemos prince and sent him off with you. Claiming he needed some air to cool himself off. Like that was ever going to help this hot-headed prince to cool down. But, you gave in and agreed to take him. He was oddly okay with this? He didn't curse, yell or protest. He just, accepted it. Which isn't very Asch of him.

"How come you didn't put up a fight back there?" You questioned the prince. For someone who is to one day rule his kingdom, he isn't exactly an ideal figure. Lack of intelligence, common sense and that temper of his can't be a healthy mix for a royal.

"To observe you"

Observe you? What could he possible want to witness that he wouldn't witness in the apartment? You were going on a walk, not meeting up with a group of friends or going off to school. You shook your head, finding no sense of this man.

You had gone through a few shops, spotting something nice in the window view. Asch noticed how you would always spot something, walk in, examine the object or fabric, examine the price, furrow your brows in thought, place the item back down then leave the story without buying anything. He found it odd, and was slowly getting annoyed at it after the fifth shop you had walked in to.

"Why do you do that?" He asked, frustration clear in his tone.

You were looking at a dress, placing the fabric up against you and looking in the mirror to see how it would hypothetically look on you. You pressed your lips into a thin line. "Do what?" You placed the dress back, deciding not to get it.

"You haven't bought a single thing yet come into every shop you see" He followed behind you, watching you pick up yet another piece of fabric, an off-shoulder shirt. But, you instantly placed it down before walking further into the clothing shop. Asch not far behind.

You shrugged your shoulders. "Girl math"

". . . .girl. . . math?"

"Yeah. Like. This" You picked up a pair of pumps, the strap made out of fake pearls, a little white bow tied in the front. "It's cute no?" With the look Asch gave you, it was clear he didn't see the attraction. You softly scoffed at him. "Well. It's cute, in my size and would go well with many outfits and affordable"

"So you get it"

"No"

"What?!" You harshly hushed him, his voice getting to a dangerous level. A level that would alert anyone with human decency that would call security in fear of your safety.

You placed the pumps down. "They are cute and I would love them, but I don't need them now"

"That's stupid"

"And you're stupid, yet here we are"

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ᯓ RHYS .ᐟ

SCHOOL HAD been rough on you in the past few weeks. With exams, university talks and graduation preparations. You were under a lot of stress. You had a few assignments due in the next few weeks along with exams prep and presentations. You had done nothing but study, work, study, work, repeat. Everyday. You hadn't rest, or eaten properly. The monster cans you downed were slowly catching up to you, with the lack of sleeping and one meal every two days, you could feel your stomach gaining in on itself.

"[Name]?" You heard the muffled voice come from outside your bedroom door.

"Come in" You yelled out, flicking through your ipad that showed you possible college courses you could take. You were calculating the points you would need in order to apply to these college's. How much points you had already and how many more you could get with both exams and assignments. So far, it wasn't looking good and that added to the already over-flowing bottle of stress.

The door creaking caught you off-guard. Startled, you turned to your bedroom door to see Rhys standing at the entrance, in his hands was a true full of various foods. Well, whatever Ava had in the apartment. Cereal, toastie, pizza, and it seemed like [Favourite food] was made as well. It looked appetising, yet your stomach felt ill just looking at the food. You swore you could feel liquid travelling up your throat. Placing a hand over your mouth, you spun back to your desk, that feeling slowly vanishing.

Rhys brows knitted in worry. Your reaction wasn't a good one. Wasn't what he was expecting. He entered your room and placed the tray down on your drawers. "[Name], you haven't left your room in days" He expressed his concern.

"I have. For school" You corrected.

You turned to Rhys, an apologetic look on your face. "I'm sorry Rhys, but I can't chat now. I really need to get this figured out"

Curious, the daemos walked to your desk, leaning over your chair to glance at the papers and technology below him. Numbers, letters, words, stuff he couldn't comprehend. Reading them would do him no good if he can't understand them. "What is this?" He pointed at the work on her desk.

Sighing, knowing the advisor won't go away, you spun around. "College work"

"College?"

"Further education. Like a way to boost yourself up a social status in Daemos" You attempted to use the knowledge you had on Daemos and the knowledge you had about medieval times to try help the man understand.

"Daemos don't have these education systems"

You perked up at that information. You looked behind you "How did you get to where you are now?"

"excessive training"

You turned back to your desk, taking up your ipad to scroll down the colleges websites. "Well, it's like training. Each course based on a different career. Like training"

"We train under the same class"

"well. . . ." You began thinking. What differs from them all? What do they individually have that the others don't. Then it dawned upon you. Their magically abilities. "It's like training in certain magic abilities. Some may work under the same class for certain topics, but others may work under some. . . fire class for fire abilities" "Makes sense?"

Rhys nodded his head, understanding to a degree. "Suppose so. But, why is it important"

"Everyone judges you based on career you choice. Parents set your path already, but some don't want that path"

"Do you wish to follow your parents path?"

Silence

"Sometimes. . . .we don't have a choice in the matter"

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ᯓ PIERCE .ᐟ

FRIDAY NIGHT. You were originally going to go home and show the boys some movies and shows you grew up on while explaining what shows and movies were and how they worked, but a friend of yours asked you to attend a small party a class-mate was having. A first you rejected it, but after hearing about the party from your friends period, after period, after period, you caved in and said you would go.

She did not tell you people would be drinking, nor did she tell you she said you would take part in said drinking, even if you were against drinking under the age limit. At first you didn't and ignored all the comments made at you, but you snapped. Caved in. Started drinking.

Now, slummed over Ava's apartment door with keys in your hands, you were beyond intoxicated. The snacks at the party were picky foods, not enough for the amount of alcohol that was present at the party. You were lucky enough to get home without the cops being called or stopping you on your journey. You can't remember how you got home to be honest. A friend helped, you think.

"Come on! Stupid keys!" You couldn't stand still for a second, your hands were too shaky to insert the keys into the key-hole. Frustration kicked in and tears began to build. Vision gone blurry, which made the task even more impossible for you. "Come on!" You cried out, losing all hope of getting into the apartment

C L I C K

You got it!

The tears were quick to vanish as you turned the door knob and walked in, fully expecting everyone to be asleep. But you were mistaken. Not everyone had gone to sleep.

As you entered the apartment, too zoned-out to pay attention to your surroundings, you had bummed into something, or well, someone. Patting the surface you bummed into, you looked up to see cold-blue eyes staring down at you with a hint of concern in them. You smiled once you realised who it was.

"Pierce!" You chirped, wrapping your arms around his torso and stepping closer for a hug. "Hi" You giggled. Out of everyone that could have found you in this state, you were glad it was him.

"You are sick?" He questioned.

You leaned back, shaking your head. "No silly. I am intoxicated" you whispered the last part, afraid Ava would magically storm out of her room, sandal in hand, ready to assault you with it. You shivered at that thought alone. Lord please don't wake Ava up.

"In. . . toxicated?" Pierce seemed confused on the concept. Do they not have alcohol in Daemos? They sound like no fun.

"Alcohol. A drink that makes you. . . . . not yourself" You tried to explain.

"Like brewery"

You nodded your head.

You squealed from shock when the Daemos picked you up, bringing you to the living area. Having connected the dots seemed to change the male. He placed you on the sofa and sat down beside you. "You need some healing" He stated.

You shook your head, a slight giggle escaping your lips. "I just need some water and rest" You went to stand up, but Pierce stopped you, pushing you back onto the sofa. A soft "oof" coming from you when you landed on the pillows.

"I will get the water" And just like he said, he got you the glass of water. You were surprised he remembered where the cupboard full of glasses were and how to use the tap. A brief moment of pride washed over you.

As you sipped on the water, the cool liquid travelling down your throat. Pierce couldn't help but ask a question. A question you were afraid of answering. "Why drink?"

You settled the glass on the wooden table ahead of you. You shrugged your shoulders. Though, you were very sure on why you did it. "Because, I was asked to"

"You do not have a say?"

You let out a heavy breath. "I do. I should. But, it's difficult when your a teen who's trying to fit in. People pressuring you" You tried to explain. Peer pressure is such an odd concept, even to humans. Some people believe its a bunch of excuses. An easier way to pin your actions onto someone else, but others do believe in it. You did. It's so hard ignoring all the comments people say about you. You cave in so they would shut up and leave you be. But one thing can lead to another and your sitting on your sofa trying to explain to a Daemos what peer pressure is.

You were expecting a question about peer pressuring. But you didn't get it. Instead, you felt a soft pat on your hand, then a hand ruffling your hair. Slowly, you turned to Pierce who was looking at you with sympathy. For someone who gives cold vibes, he's really soft.

"Humans can be cruel"

You laughed at that statement. "Not even the half of it". You scooted closer to the male, leaning onto his side. The head pats slowly lulling you off into a sleeping trance.

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ᯓ LEIF .ᐟ

"WHO GOES there!" Leif had heard some commotion coming from inside the apartment and went to check it out. It was three in the morning, everyone was in their rooms, yet he heard footsteps from the apartment, so he went to investigate.

"Don't assault me! its [Name]!" You spun around, a wooden spoon full off batter in your hand. But when you saw it was Leif, your guard fell in an instant. "Oh, it's just you" You turned back to the cupcakes your were making.

Leif placed away his weapons. "what are you doing?" he asked, tilting his head to the side to get a glance at the cupcakes you were baking. At three in the morning, for some reason.

He swore human women get weirder and weirder by the day. He even wondered if it was even a bother to take over the world. Humans seemed unbothered by their surroundings half of the time.

"I am making cupcakes" You responded.

"Okay. . . " Leif made his way to the kitchen, watching you swirled the dry and wet ingredients together. "But why?"

You shrugged your shoulders. "Because. It's better making them late in the night"

"Okay, but why" He really wasn't grasping the concept of this. Night-time was for sleeping and assassination. Not for baking cupcakes.

"Because. During these silent hours, no one expects anything from me. I can make cupcakes in peace without pondering Daemos boys leaning over me" The last part was targeted towards Leif was leaning over the girls shoulder, watching her.

He didn't get the hint.

"Ava doesn't expect much from you. Why still do this?" He was right. Ava didn't really care what you did as long as you cleaned up after yourself. She knew you could handle yourself and so she doesn't bother you with things unless it had to do with the Daemos boys, grocery's or bills. Even then, that was on the rare occasion. Minus the Daemos boys. That's almost daily.

"It's a force of habit really. With school, friends, family and work. It's constant stress and I have to be careful with who I speak to. Like. . . you boys and lady Grandma" You scooped the cupcake batter into little cupcake cases, making sure each one was half-way full and were done neatly. Didn't want any spillage. "But during these times. I can do what makes me happy without any duty worries. Without having to teach what seems like fully grown men how our society works and just. . .me time" You placed the tray of cupcakes inside the oven, crouching down to look at them.

Leif crouched down with you, also looking at the cupcakes. "That's. . . sad" He said.

"To me, it's peaceful"

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ᯓ NOI .ᐟ

YOU AND Noi had decided to go out for a walk one evening. You brought Noi because well, it's Noi. Out of them all, you enjoyed his company the most. To you, he was easier to talk to.

"But why do adults hate teens?" Noi had noticed how some adults were giving you some sort of glare. Like, disrespect and disgust and he couldn't understand the reasoning. They didn't know you, but he did and you were one of the sweetest humans he has met.

"They believe youth are nothing but lazy trouble-makers" You hadn't noticed the adults stares since you and Noi were indulged in conversation. Besides, who would give them any thought. All they did was hate.

"Are adults in Daemos like this?" You now turned the tables, asking him about his world instead of him asking you about your world.

Noi's bright aura dropped to a low. His smile slumping into a soft frown, his eyes losing a bit of brightness. A touchy subjects. "Only towards me. . " He said softly.

Not wanting to bug him about it any more, you bumped your hip against his, startling him and making the boy fall to the floor. He was so dramatic sometimes. You rolled your eyes and held your hand out for support "Luckily, people like us stick together" Noi took your hand, hoisting himself up beside you.

That bright smile was back on his face and his eyes sparkling with sunlight.

[littlewonders7]

Just wanted to post one part of the sketch

[bushkit]

Some headcanons for the daemos boys cause I got bored!

Some of these are just silly ideas but I have quite a few genuinely serious headcanons in there as well!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Asch:

23 years old.

6’3 (very slightly over average for daemos)

Smells smokey and sweet, like cedar in a bonfire.

Great at archery, initially learned from his mother and has devoted himself to mastering the skill in her honor.

Takes his role as a leader very seriously, no funny business.

Hates nikargas with every fiber in his being. He will go out of his way to slay one if given the opportunity.

Fears failure and loneliness.

Hates physical touch, it causes him to flinch hard if he isn't expecting it.

Has oddly cold hands, very insecure about it.

Would laugh at videos of children falling.

Nonexistent spice tolerance (I took inspiration from Moistcritical).

Has a beloved pet phoenix, but sadly doesn't have much time to take care of her himself.

Wears a little eyeliner, slays the day.

Leif:

22 years old

6’2

Smells like he was rolling on the wet forest floor (he was).

Very knowledgeable about animals, even survived an encounter with a nikarga.

Has a very soft spot for children.

Low alcohol tolerance, gets drunk easily.

Drank quite often until he became a knight. (Still can't refuse a few cups if offered, but is getting better.)

Serious abandonment issues and mild separation anxiety.

Distrustful of higher authority, though secretly respects Asch and is grateful to have been spared.

Meditates quite a bit, prefers to do so in the wilderness (with supervision from Strike of course).

Loves thrills, riding on Strike’s back is his preferred method of travel due to the distance from the ground and the breeze in his face.

Will eat just about anything, eats like he hasn't in weeks.

Highly flirtatious, gets no bitches.

Rhys:

24 years old

6’4

Smells very clean and posh, like a fine cologne.

Nearsighted, needs glasses to see properly.

Very cautious, likely due to his vision impairment.

LOVES puzzles, anything revolving around strategy and riddles is his cup of tea.

Massive sweet tooth.

Extremely polite, like to the point he gets walked on sometimes.

Very mild temper as in common frost aligned fashion, but when his bottle breaks, it breaks.

Loves stargazing, constantly trying to figure out what those white dots in the black sky really are.

Perfectionist, hate hate hates when things are even slightly imperfect he goes insane.

Highly artistic, has journals apon journals of people and creatures he's doodled.

Often viewed as being boring (even by his own family), hates it.

Noi:

Youngest of the group at 20 years old.

5’9 (short ahh)

Smells citrusy, like lemons and grapefruit.

Autistic, has trouble picking up on certain social ques.

Experiences a phenomenon similar to Pinkie Pie’s “Twitchy Tail”, this is related to his ability to sense incoming storms.

Loves romance stories, forbidden romance is his favorite trope.

Scared of loud noises, he panics when he smells a thunderstorm coming.

Insecure about his size and strength sometimes, but tries to find loopholes.

Introverted, though highly extroverted when comfortable.

Values kindness and empathy.

Most loyal to Asch of the knights (even more so than Pierce and Rhys)

Highly curious but cautious, prefers to learn visually.

Mostly used as a messenger because of his swiftness and fantastic memory.

Pierce:

Oldest of the group at 25 years old

6’7 (very over average for a daemos)

Smells subtle but floral, with notes of lavender and water lily.

Gentle giant, gives wonderful hugs. (it would probably cure depression tbh)

Most mature among the knights.

Neurodivergent, some form of synesthesia and/or autism. (I'm leaning towards sound-color synesthesia.)

Does not enjoy killing or viewing fights, attempts to play peacemaker in most hostile situations.

Sensitive to violence and especially death, there's a reason why he doesn't speak much.

Distant, prefers to not make attachments.

Likes animals, used to nurse injured critters back to health before releasing them.

Surprisingly funny, isn't aware of it.

Carries his sword everywhere like its a comfort plush toy.

Has a very approachable demeanor, he may not speak much but he is a fantastic listener.

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And those are my headcanons! Enjoy the goofy drawing of Asch simply ✨passing away✨ because a jalapeno was too spicy for him. Rest in pepperonis my love. Anyway Its almost midnight rn and I'm sleepy so goodbye!

[justcallmeskylar]

Headcanons that I didn't get to spit out from last time

-The deamons have tails!!!

-Leif and Noi have longer tails to help with balance as their subspecies are more equipped to climbing compares to Asch, Rhys and Pierce

-'deamons' itself has multiple subspecies depending on the environment and the nook is made out of five different subspecies individually

-Their eyes glow in the dark as they have great night vision considering the planet is constantly night.

-Like everytime we get a shot of that place its constantly dark so I think of it as a sort 24/7 cold dark place like certain areas that are too close to the north or south and only get 6 months of darkness and six months of light. Except that place is just really dark or the only light that ever comes in from the sun that god damn planet must being orbiting is enough to just turn the sky from black to blue.

-The have a much higher body temperature and fat percentage compared to a normal human on earth to be able to handle the harsh cold of their homeplanet.

-Rhys is the only person who has the balls to smack asch over the head when he does something insensitive or stupid

-Silly idea is that so basically it's  where the deamons don't exactly understand English when they first came to earth and they were just slowly learning with the help of Ava and Asch was actually the first to get it. Anyways the deamons eventually get the hang of it but there are times where they want to say more complicated things but don't know the word for it so they start to get creative when describing it and Ava is having the time of her life figuring out what they want.

-play fighting is all fun and games until one of you ends up getting smacked in the face by one of the hard plastic eyes of a teddy bear (Asch)

[fartzapril]

Normalize using cards from idol rhythm games as references