Desmond Sycamore (Reverse!AU)
@rvrsedesmondsycamo.bsky.social
"Can I research the Azran civilization in peace?!"
Without even knocking, Desmond 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 the door down, its hinges falling right off. He motions @acidicmechanic69.bsky.social and @lillian-daae.bsky.social to enter. Clive supports Archer.
He goes to the opposite side as to where the Angela group is standing as he places @alanaorchid.bsky.social -
He goes to the opposite side as to where the Angela group is standing as he places @alanaorchid.bsky.social -
July 12, 2025 at 10:55 PM
Without even knocking, Desmond 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 the door down, its hinges falling right off. He motions @acidicmechanic69.bsky.social and @lillian-daae.bsky.social to enter. Clive supports Archer.
He goes to the opposite side as to where the Angela group is standing as he places @alanaorchid.bsky.social -
He goes to the opposite side as to where the Angela group is standing as he places @alanaorchid.bsky.social -
Desmond was slowly getting control of his mind again. Still, he was a little dizzy. The creak of the floorboard caused him to turn his head, and..
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢..!" The professor gasped.
Now that he had his fill, he could finally look at her without his mouth watering.
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢..!" The professor gasped.
Now that he had his fill, he could finally look at her without his mouth watering.
June 22, 2025 at 8:02 PM
Desmond was slowly getting control of his mind again. Still, he was a little dizzy. The creak of the floorboard caused him to turn his head, and..
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢..!" The professor gasped.
Now that he had his fill, he could finally look at her without his mouth watering.
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢..!" The professor gasped.
Now that he had his fill, he could finally look at her without his mouth watering.
From the rows of book stacks in the library, one has hidden Desmond in the shadows.
Suddenly, there is a loud noise.
A book has fallen out of its shelf.
Suddenly, there is a loud noise.
A book has fallen out of its shelf.
June 16, 2025 at 9:22 PM
From the rows of book stacks in the library, one has hidden Desmond in the shadows.
Suddenly, there is a loud noise.
A book has fallen out of its shelf.
Suddenly, there is a loud noise.
A book has fallen out of its shelf.
Till' he 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴.
June 16, 2025 at 8:43 PM
Till' he 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴.
Till' he 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴.
June 16, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Till' he 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴.
-tell him that he can embrace her, to feel her 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩. He couldn't take the initiative. Everything felt so, foreign, unrealistic, dreamlike, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.
June 13, 2025 at 6:52 PM
-tell him that he can embrace her, to feel her 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩. He couldn't take the initiative. Everything felt so, foreign, unrealistic, dreamlike, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.
The all-too-familiar touch made him jolt, snapping his head to the culprit.
꧁𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥?! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦!꧂
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝙞𝙨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. He couldn't believe it. Her dazzling obsidian irises were finally looking right back at his poppy ones.
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.
By then, he had given up on-
꧁𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥?! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦!꧂
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝙞𝙨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. He couldn't believe it. Her dazzling obsidian irises were finally looking right back at his poppy ones.
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.
By then, he had given up on-
June 13, 2025 at 6:52 PM
The all-too-familiar touch made him jolt, snapping his head to the culprit.
꧁𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥?! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦!꧂
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝙞𝙨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. He couldn't believe it. Her dazzling obsidian irises were finally looking right back at his poppy ones.
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.
By then, he had given up on-
꧁𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥?! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦!꧂
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝙞𝙨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. He couldn't believe it. Her dazzling obsidian irises were finally looking right back at his poppy ones.
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.
By then, he had given up on-
Desmond gently scooped up 𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢, holding a determined face. He had just realized that his apprentice was witnessing his detour, so he had to tough it out.
꧁Haha, am I that easy to carry, Dessie?꧂
Eventually, he found a spare room. He gently placed her on the bed, then lifted the cover over her.
꧁Haha, am I that easy to carry, Dessie?꧂
Eventually, he found a spare room. He gently placed her on the bed, then lifted the cover over her.
June 10, 2025 at 8:42 PM
Desmond gently scooped up 𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢, holding a determined face. He had just realized that his apprentice was witnessing his detour, so he had to tough it out.
꧁Haha, am I that easy to carry, Dessie?꧂
Eventually, he found a spare room. He gently placed her on the bed, then lifted the cover over her.
꧁Haha, am I that easy to carry, Dessie?꧂
Eventually, he found a spare room. He gently placed her on the bed, then lifted the cover over her.
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢. Please, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱."
June 5, 2025 at 11:19 PM
"𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢. Please, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱."
Desmond didn't take any second chances. He was so ashamed of losing Shedra ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ that he started 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨. He went ballistic, scratching the thick hide that separated him from Shedra. Blood covered his elongated nails. He couldn't take it anymore.
In a flurry of blind rage, he 𝘣𝘪𝘵 the tail.
In a flurry of blind rage, he 𝘣𝘪𝘵 the tail.
June 4, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Desmond didn't take any second chances. He was so ashamed of losing Shedra ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ that he started 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨. He went ballistic, scratching the thick hide that separated him from Shedra. Blood covered his elongated nails. He couldn't take it anymore.
In a flurry of blind rage, he 𝘣𝘪𝘵 the tail.
In a flurry of blind rage, he 𝘣𝘪𝘵 the tail.
Desmond's hands trembled as he picked up his large umbrella.
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
June 3, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Desmond's hands trembled as he picked up his large umbrella.
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢.
He fell on his knees when he reached 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
The only 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 he had ever set his eyes upon.
The professor shakily caressed the front of her hair, feeling the volume of her hair. This feeling, he had lost so many years ago..
The professor stumbled backwards. He dropped his huge shield for light.
𝘕𝘰.
No, no, no, was- was this some 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 joke? Or was he dreaming? What's going on? Why was...
꧁༺𝘏𝘮𝘱𝘩! 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.༻꧂
𝘕𝘰.
No, no, no, was- was this some 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 joke? Or was he dreaming? What's going on? Why was...
꧁༺𝘏𝘮𝘱𝘩! 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.༻꧂
June 2, 2025 at 9:59 PM
The professor stumbled backwards. He dropped his huge shield for light.
𝘕𝘰.
No, no, no, was- was this some 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 joke? Or was he dreaming? What's going on? Why was...
꧁༺𝘏𝘮𝘱𝘩! 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.༻꧂
𝘕𝘰.
No, no, no, was- was this some 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 joke? Or was he dreaming? What's going on? Why was...
꧁༺𝘏𝘮𝘱𝘩! 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.༻꧂
He peeked out from his tree to direct a 'STOP' gesture to Descole, subly hinting toward him what the Murder was doing. However, when outstretching his hand..
May 28, 2025 at 9:50 PM
He peeked out from his tree to direct a 'STOP' gesture to Descole, subly hinting toward him what the Murder was doing. However, when outstretching his hand..
Desmond zipped right behind a tree that was one tree away from the Murder.
Would this be it? If he ambushed, then he wouldn't be sure if he could even succeed. The blood trickling on 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘢 dulled his academic brain.
He hid behind, deciding to trust the Murder for the time being.
Would this be it? If he ambushed, then he wouldn't be sure if he could even succeed. The blood trickling on 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘢 dulled his academic brain.
He hid behind, deciding to trust the Murder for the time being.
May 28, 2025 at 9:50 PM
Desmond zipped right behind a tree that was one tree away from the Murder.
Would this be it? If he ambushed, then he wouldn't be sure if he could even succeed. The blood trickling on 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘢 dulled his academic brain.
He hid behind, deciding to trust the Murder for the time being.
Would this be it? If he ambushed, then he wouldn't be sure if he could even succeed. The blood trickling on 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘢 dulled his academic brain.
He hid behind, deciding to trust the Murder for the time being.
When he heard Theodore utter out his name, he lost it.
Desmond hauled himself toward the Agent with inhuman speeds, bringing himself beside Descole.
His right hand reeled back, revealing his sharp nails, or claws in this instance. It was aiming 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 for the Agent's arms.
"𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙊𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙍𝙀!"
Desmond hauled himself toward the Agent with inhuman speeds, bringing himself beside Descole.
His right hand reeled back, revealing his sharp nails, or claws in this instance. It was aiming 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 for the Agent's arms.
"𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙊𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙍𝙀!"
May 25, 2025 at 10:09 PM
When he heard Theodore utter out his name, he lost it.
Desmond hauled himself toward the Agent with inhuman speeds, bringing himself beside Descole.
His right hand reeled back, revealing his sharp nails, or claws in this instance. It was aiming 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 for the Agent's arms.
"𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙊𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙍𝙀!"
Desmond hauled himself toward the Agent with inhuman speeds, bringing himself beside Descole.
His right hand reeled back, revealing his sharp nails, or claws in this instance. It was aiming 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 for the Agent's arms.
"𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙊𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙍𝙀!"
The Bostonius had flown over the forest to search for Shedra.
Eventually, a path was seen, and the rescue team roughly landed onto the trail.
Now, it was only a matter of time. Would they make it?
"This dastardly forest.. if this corner dissapoints me I'm going to burn this entire forest until I–"
Eventually, a path was seen, and the rescue team roughly landed onto the trail.
Now, it was only a matter of time. Would they make it?
"This dastardly forest.. if this corner dissapoints me I'm going to burn this entire forest until I–"
May 25, 2025 at 3:04 AM
The Bostonius had flown over the forest to search for Shedra.
Eventually, a path was seen, and the rescue team roughly landed onto the trail.
Now, it was only a matter of time. Would they make it?
"This dastardly forest.. if this corner dissapoints me I'm going to burn this entire forest until I–"
Eventually, a path was seen, and the rescue team roughly landed onto the trail.
Now, it was only a matter of time. Would they make it?
"This dastardly forest.. if this corner dissapoints me I'm going to burn this entire forest until I–"
The professor was facing his back against her.
Suddenly, he stared right at her.
"..Shedra? Is that you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Something tells him that he shouldn't get close.
He grumbled, almost baring his fangs. "This is utter madness.. !"
Suddenly, he stared right at her.
"..Shedra? Is that you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Something tells him that he shouldn't get close.
He grumbled, almost baring his fangs. "This is utter madness.. !"
May 22, 2025 at 8:50 PM
The professor was facing his back against her.
Suddenly, he stared right at her.
"..Shedra? Is that you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Something tells him that he shouldn't get close.
He grumbled, almost baring his fangs. "This is utter madness.. !"
Suddenly, he stared right at her.
"..Shedra? Is that you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Something tells him that he shouldn't get close.
He grumbled, almost baring his fangs. "This is utter madness.. !"
Desmond hides away from the sunlight, now standing on top of the stairs of the manor.
He covers his mouth.
"Grah, what is.. wrong with me?!"
He lifts it away, revealing...
He covers his mouth.
"Grah, what is.. wrong with me?!"
He lifts it away, revealing...
May 22, 2025 at 8:20 PM
Desmond hides away from the sunlight, now standing on top of the stairs of the manor.
He covers his mouth.
"Grah, what is.. wrong with me?!"
He lifts it away, revealing...
He covers his mouth.
"Grah, what is.. wrong with me?!"
He lifts it away, revealing...
ooo back with updating, he dont look too scrunkly!!!//
May 21, 2025 at 3:24 PM
ooo back with updating, he dont look too scrunkly!!!//
@lilliana-shedra.bsky.social
The scent of the lavender stirs Desmond Sycamore awake.
He groggily opens his eyes.
Instinctively, he reaches to his right, assuming his glasses are there.
Sure enough, he settles his pair onto his eyes, bringing the room into view.
He's still not back at the-
1/2
The scent of the lavender stirs Desmond Sycamore awake.
He groggily opens his eyes.
Instinctively, he reaches to his right, assuming his glasses are there.
Sure enough, he settles his pair onto his eyes, bringing the room into view.
He's still not back at the-
1/2
May 13, 2025 at 9:35 PM
@lilliana-shedra.bsky.social
The scent of the lavender stirs Desmond Sycamore awake.
He groggily opens his eyes.
Instinctively, he reaches to his right, assuming his glasses are there.
Sure enough, he settles his pair onto his eyes, bringing the room into view.
He's still not back at the-
1/2
The scent of the lavender stirs Desmond Sycamore awake.
He groggily opens his eyes.
Instinctively, he reaches to his right, assuming his glasses are there.
Sure enough, he settles his pair onto his eyes, bringing the room into view.
He's still not back at the-
1/2
The sudden stab in his chest caused him to cease speaking altogether. He forcibly sank himself onto the cushions, focusing on taking shallow breaths.
/Ohh look at that the adrenaline suddenly wore off not like he forgot ahaha cuz the ibuprofen aint on yet-/
/Ohh look at that the adrenaline suddenly wore off not like he forgot ahaha cuz the ibuprofen aint on yet-/
May 11, 2025 at 8:26 PM
The sudden stab in his chest caused him to cease speaking altogether. He forcibly sank himself onto the cushions, focusing on taking shallow breaths.
/Ohh look at that the adrenaline suddenly wore off not like he forgot ahaha cuz the ibuprofen aint on yet-/
/Ohh look at that the adrenaline suddenly wore off not like he forgot ahaha cuz the ibuprofen aint on yet-/
Desmond hissed at the contact of alcohol, but held himself from flinching. The closeness when Shedra wraps the gauge around his head gave him a clearer picture to who was tending him.
He doesn't let his eyes open.
"..Pain medication, please." He wheezed out, unable to think in this state.
He doesn't let his eyes open.
"..Pain medication, please." He wheezed out, unable to think in this state.
May 10, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Desmond hissed at the contact of alcohol, but held himself from flinching. The closeness when Shedra wraps the gauge around his head gave him a clearer picture to who was tending him.
He doesn't let his eyes open.
"..Pain medication, please." He wheezed out, unable to think in this state.
He doesn't let his eyes open.
"..Pain medication, please." He wheezed out, unable to think in this state.
(drawing cuz y not ahh)
May 10, 2025 at 7:50 PM
(drawing cuz y not ahh)
(2/2)-misdirected my annoyance." *His speech was beginning to slur.
"I suppose that is the best." *He responds, glancing at the Bostonius sorrowfully.*
"I would start with formalities, however.." *He leaned heavily onto the airship.* "..I may not finish.."
*He passes out, falling forward.*
"I suppose that is the best." *He responds, glancing at the Bostonius sorrowfully.*
"I would start with formalities, however.." *He leaned heavily onto the airship.* "..I may not finish.."
*He passes out, falling forward.*
May 9, 2025 at 8:02 PM
(2/2)-misdirected my annoyance." *His speech was beginning to slur.
"I suppose that is the best." *He responds, glancing at the Bostonius sorrowfully.*
"I would start with formalities, however.." *He leaned heavily onto the airship.* "..I may not finish.."
*He passes out, falling forward.*
"I suppose that is the best." *He responds, glancing at the Bostonius sorrowfully.*
"I would start with formalities, however.." *He leaned heavily onto the airship.* "..I may not finish.."
*He passes out, falling forward.*
"..Raymond..?"
*His eyes are yet to adjust.*
"Raymond..!"
*Desmond parts his hair away from his glasses, revealing the blood that profusely soaked the side of his head and eyes. He can't think straight.*
*He stumbles forward, kneeling onto the grass.*
"This can't be happening.."
(2/2 gg des)
*His eyes are yet to adjust.*
"Raymond..!"
*Desmond parts his hair away from his glasses, revealing the blood that profusely soaked the side of his head and eyes. He can't think straight.*
*He stumbles forward, kneeling onto the grass.*
"This can't be happening.."
(2/2 gg des)
May 9, 2025 at 1:21 PM
"..Raymond..?"
*His eyes are yet to adjust.*
"Raymond..!"
*Desmond parts his hair away from his glasses, revealing the blood that profusely soaked the side of his head and eyes. He can't think straight.*
*He stumbles forward, kneeling onto the grass.*
"This can't be happening.."
(2/2 gg des)
*His eyes are yet to adjust.*
"Raymond..!"
*Desmond parts his hair away from his glasses, revealing the blood that profusely soaked the side of his head and eyes. He can't think straight.*
*He stumbles forward, kneeling onto the grass.*
"This can't be happening.."
(2/2 gg des)