Digital Dæmon Diary

Faelen (dæmian) · he/it · schizophrenic. Vesper (dæmon) · he/they · Serval.

[servotic]

Hello there! This (here below) is our official introduction post to the dæmon community!

I’m Faelen (he/it), my dæmon is Vesper (he/they).

While I am not new to dæmonsim and have had a few in the past, Vesper and I are definitely new to one another!

Even though our relationship is fresh, I would say that we have a very strong bond. Vesper appeared on 1/29/2026, (his CIE day)! His main form is a Serval, and it’s very comfortable for the both of us luckily!

So this blog is gonna be our journal! I’m going to be writing about nonhumanity, our adventures together, and also random dæmonism thoughts that I have!

Nice to meet you all!

[servotic]

same anon as before, thank you for the response! I think that makes a lot of sense. social pressure can be so hard to deal with, especially when juggling the uncertainty of personal identity discovery. I can relate in a lot of ways myself. I think the privating thing might be a great idea, you deserve to be able to explore and post freely without having to worry about if people are judging you, or prefer you as one thing or another. it's your identity after all!

Aaa thank you, it means a lot!

Yeah, I might just give out the blog on an ask-for-it basis, and tag it with things to organize it rather than reach others. Thanks for your input!

[servotic]

genuine question, why not just make side blogs? Or just leave your old posts up when you want to post about something new or a new identity discovery? You switch rapidly between wanting your account to be about daemonism or nonhumanity, and clear out the posts about one or the other when you switch, so it's impossible for me to keep up with the things you've been posting. I'd love to get to see your blogging, but your account is almost always empty because you hide all of your old posts...

It makes me really happy to hear you have an interest in my blogging!

I struggle with people pleasing, to a point where it's extreme. I am currently questioning my dog breed as a nonhuman/were-dog. However, because of my people pleasing tendencies, when people react or don't react, it seems to nudge me in a certain direction. This causes me to be "volatile" or "switch" around a lot. Say I am talking about possibly being a border collie, and lots of people like that post, I am more inclined to feel that I might be one because of the positive reinforcement. Or the opposite, I get really anxious because I left up a post about being, say, a australian shepherd, but it gets no likes in a certain time period, I get anxious that people aren't receiving me well and then would look into another breed. Not because I genuinely feel I must not be an aussie shep, but because border collies were received better and I felt better presenting as one because of it.

See the issue? Yikes.

It's something I really need to work on, but that's why my blog posts disappear, it's because I get anxious and hide in the simplest way possible, I private my posts. Out of sight out of mind I guess.

Issue is, I don't know how to work on this problem. Maybe keep my blog more private and only people who request it get access to it? So there aren't as many prying eyes and less social pressure? Who knows...

I would get off tumblr and keep a private journal, but problem is I am a very social dog, I need that sense of the nonhuman community to stay happy, as pathetic as it may seem to some. I have a nonhuman blog that is separate from this one, I just haven't been really public with it and it was only created a week ago.

If you have any tips or advice let me know!

[servotic]

So first thing, is that we haven’t posted in a while on here. That’s on me. My bad, whoops.

Second thing… Over 100 followers on here??!!

What??? When in the hell did that happen??? Thank you all for the interest! We will definitely start blogging on here more often! Just… Wow!

Ves and I are currently just sitting at our dining table thinking of what to make for dinner. We don't have many options, especially because where we currently live doesn't have any food delivery and neither of us can drive... Rip. I'm sure we can get creative, but I am desiring certain foods. While we both like bacon, I don't want it for dinner again like last night lmfao... Oof. Next time we shop, we should make an emergency food stash, just things we wouldn't mind having for dinner. Hm...

[servotic]

Waiting in line to get my blood drawn, Ves is a European pine marten. He’s never been one before, so it’s an interesting development.

[macaquesrottingcorpse]

Daemons and gender

I've taken quite an interest on the correletion between the gender of a deamian and their daemon, so I've decided to do a survey. I'd be grateful for any answers :D

[servotic]

New blog banner of Vesper, by @radiantreign!

[servotic]

I’m listening to music while cleaning the kitchen before going to bed, and Vesper is currently a cockatoo dancing on my shoulder.

We’re vibing together so hard, this is fun lmfao.

[servotic]

Thank you to Vesper for sitting by and watching while I punch myself in the face attempting to remove a clicker septum ring.

They’re a real one for that.

[hareextraordinaire]

Can you believe some people don't have daemons. They're just out there rawdogging consciousness.

[servotic]

Vesper has convinced me to get sushi for dinner.

Here he’s supposed to be the voice of reason, instead he’s convincing me we need raw fish…

I mean he’s not wrong, but still fjdidnkfsns-

[servotic]

Vesper keeps pestering and prodding me to go to bed, but things keep distracting me and my brain won’t settle… I don’t want to sleep.

“Your eyes are going to fall out of your head.”

Okay? And? Psssh— we don’t need those.

[servotic]

My brain spawned a new dæmon last night.

It’s been a while since I’ve had one or truly communicated with my own. I think I’ve changed as a person to the point where my brain went “Well… You have changed to the point where your dæmon is now vastly different than they were before. Time for a fresh start!”

Anywayssss his name is Vesper. His form of choice so far is a King Cheetah, but he will change into a serval or savannah cat depending on how convenient being a smaller animal is in our current environment. He’s currently a savannah cat laying across my shoulders watching me write all of this.

So far we are getting along really well, he also helped my paranoia last night a ton. I forgot how much having a dæmon around helps me. Last night when I heard a noise he hopped up on our kitchen counter as a serval and puffed up, going “I stg I will fight you.” to whatever that noise was, it made me laugh and I wasn’t frightened anymore. I kinda adore Ves lmfao.