There’s a classmate I have who always greets and says things like “hi friend!” “Hello friend” “have a good day friend” just like Corvus and I love it so much she’s so cute.
I saw someone post this idea forever ago, I think it was in a YouTube comment? I can't remember anymore. But the idea was that when demons die, they come back as humans and when humans die, they come back as demons.
So imagine: it's been centuries since Gavin lost the people he cares about. He's healed, but he still misses them. Especially Freelancer. He used to call them the love of his life and they would laugh that they couldn't be the love of his life because of how long his life would be. He was completely serious when he meant it.
He works at DAMN now, as a sort of councilor for demons to help them understand how many options they have and navigate the human world. He likes helping them, and he never thought he would have any problems.
Then, an inchoet walks into his office. Bright, curious eyes and an excitement about learning he is all too familiar with. They look and act so similar, but so different all at once. He does his best not to make it their issue. It's not their fault they remind him of his love.
Then more show up. There is an incubus, who is incredibly competitive but more relaxed than he ever saw his friend. A serenity demon who is so sweet and incredibly smart, choosing to sit outside to tutor other students. A shock demon who rambles about the things he enjoys, the anxiety he had been raised into finally leaving him. And a misery demon, cheerful, bold and impulsive but so caring and kind.
It hurts a little, he knows they feel it, but he treats them the same he would anyone else. There's no way they could possibly be the same people. He doesn't notice that all of them gravitate to him, doing anything they can to get closer to him, because for some reason it just feels right.
also probably not canon-compliant but see if i care
> morgan is almost entirely blind
he was born with cataracts, and the world has always looked to him like a watercolour painting that never dries, colour and light bleeding across his vision
seer obscura never commented when he squinted through the lenses of his glasses as they sat opposite him, or when he fumbled for the handle of his mug.
he can see. just… in a different way.
pry the blind seer trope from my cold dead hands i dare you
> sam has chronic migraines
he’s struggled with them ever since he was a kid. the throbbing pain behind his temples that never ceases, the burn of light creeping under his lashes and searing his nerves, the nausea that rises in his throat and the ringing in his ears whenever he moves his head too far in one direction.
he’s tried everything there is.
painkillers. herbal tea. lying in a dark room for hours on end. eventually, he has to grin and bear it when the responsibilities of life come knocking once more.
it’s only when darlin shifts and and curls up on his chest, every breath rumbling through his bones that he finds himself relaxing. the pain dulls. the sickness fades. he even falls asleep for the first time in days.
a furry tail thumps happily against the bedsheets.
> asher uses he/they pronouns
he started exploring his identity in college, when he kissed a guy for the first time and really didn’t hate it.
they discovered the label “demi boy” in the middle of a lecture when he was really supposed to be taking notes. it stuck.
they haven’t told anyone other than david and babe. not because he’s ashamed - he really doesn’t mind just “he” - but it’s something that feels personal to him.
a discovery that he keeps as his own.
> asher has six toes on one foot
yeah i can’t elaborate on this one
he just does
wiggles them in babe’s face sometimes
> milo used to have anxiety attacks - still does
they were bad when he was a kid. he used to collapse in his bedroom, slamming the door behind him as his throat closed up and his lungs failed every breath.
he had a childhood cat who would only ever come home through milo’s window and never explored the rest of his house. really, his parents never knew they did have a cat. it was his.
he’d keep pieces of chicken from his school lunch to leave on the windowsill. when he was having an anxiety attack, the cat ignored the food. it leaped down, prowling over to him and nudging his leg insistently, purring like an engine.
aggro does the same thing.
> milo still gets growing pains
and it pisses him off
because where is the GROWING
no growth. just an ache deep in his bones.
> vincent had epilepsy
he was never supposed to be at the theme park that night. they were a catalyst for disaster, the flashing lights and stress of the crowds the perfect breeding ground for his condition.
his friend had begged him to come - and then bailed last minute. something about a project deadline? whatever. vincent was going. he’d already convinced himself.
he’d taken his medication. avoided alcohol all night. he was very proud of himself as he stood in the queue for the “surge” rollercoaster. although, he felt himself getting fidgety at the prospect of getting on it.
the stranger next to him seemed just as nervous. so he grabbed their hand. it grounded them both.
> david lost his ring finger
he had an accident as a kid. it was stupid, really. he’d wanted to help his dad build the treehouse in their backyard. begged him to please let him cut the wood - he was strong too, wasn’t he?
reluctantly, gabe handed over the powersaw, holding his son’s hands in his own to keep them steady.
a noise from beyond the backyard. too close to the wards gabe had put up to protect what was left of his family, he glanced up for a second, loosening his hold. david was giddy with excitement.
very poor hand placement led to the crunch of bone and a very vulgar exclamation from his dad.
they had to take it at the hospital. david had never minded. he thought it looked badass - it was proof of the trust his dad had in him, the trust he’d fight to earn again. after all - he was strong too, wasn’t he?
around the time of his and angel’s wedding, he grew to hate the loss of his finger. what kind of husband would he be? unable to properly wear his ring, to let his mate stake their claim over him. they kissed his chest, and told him to go back to sleep.
david got a tattoo the next week. a wedding ring, on the knuckle of his missing finger.
and the real ring would always be threaded on the leather cord around his neck, pressed close to his heart.
> damien has a hip implant
he developed osteoarthritis in his hip at a very young age. even walking around became a chore.
his mother picked up on it very quickly, signing him up for the implant as soon as it was offered.
damien was terrified. he hated the idea of surgery - being unconscious while someone with a scalpel looms over you.
he couldn’t deny that it helped, though. finally, he didn’t wake up in pain, and he could stretch without being in agony.
when he told huxley, he made it part of his routine to drop to his knees and press loving kisses to the scar there while damien blushes and expresses his embarrassment.
he loves it really.
> gavin has a chipped horn
he coalesced with it.
now, gavin knows he looks good.
he’s never felt the need to change his appearance for people - if someone desires him, he’s all theirs
however, that small imperfection always draws his eyes when he admires himself in the mirror, and he feels his mouth tilt down, clicking his tongue
it’s just so… obvious
freelancer spent months working on their contra earth elemental abilities, struggling over each and every detail
until one day, they presented him with a small, gold cap, encrusted with little jewels, about the size of a thimble to sit atop his broken horn
they didn’t leave their room allll dayyyyy
> avior is nonbinary
yeah.
he uses he/they pronouns but the concept of gender has always baffled him.
boy? girl? uhhh… no thank you
demons have no need for such trivial things as “gender”
hilarious
also he has knee length hair and it’s long and silky and never tangles ever??
> guy has a prosthetic hand
it’s his right hand and he lost it a few years ago in a motorcycle accident.
lucky for him, he’s always been left handed.
still, he’s absolutely insufferable with the puns
“hey, honey… need a hand? ;)”
“oh my god guy.”
> camelopardalis has tremors
he’s just shaky. he doesn’t know where they come from.
maybe the memories he relieves from his clients and is haunted by every night .
maybe the coffee he can’t stop drinking.
maybe the fact that he’s somehow always cold, even in the height of summer.
they’ve never stopped him.
> porter used to have a hearing aid
he was only impaired in one ear, but still found comfort in turning his aid all the way down just to tune out the noise from one half of the world.
after he was turned, he no longer needed it, and there was a strange sense of melancholy in shutting the aid away in his bedside drawer.
his ear still rings sometimes.
> vega’s tail was clipped
when he was sent to prison, the tip of his tail was severed. not a catastrophic injury - just enough to make a statement.
i was caught.
he hides it under a cloak when he can, only sparing the blunt end a distasteful glance when he wraps it around the waist of his warden.
