I just think it's adorable and sad how Jordan does their best to protect the PC from harm while PC does the same in other ways (Fighting the corruption by doing the dirty work while Jordan's flock remains unaware, etc)
Yet, Jordan still fails to protect PC despite their efforts...
I wonder if PC will fail at some point and they will realise just how fucked up things are around town...
Idk, I'm having a huge Jordan brainrot rn cuz I have no one to ramble to about them
Also this quick doodle of May and Jordan cuz I just needed to draw them before going back to my personal jail :(
Edit: Forgot to include some moments regarding that!!
Random DoL drabble because I’m bored… I just imagined what if Jordan was a LI with the same corruption stat as Sydney. So here it is lol~
CW- Religious themes, it’s sfw but mildly suggestive
Jordan The Priest X GN PC
You are in the Temple. Your hands are loaded with gardening tools as you move in and out of the garden. Your habit is covered in patches of dirt, stray leaves stick to your head and other places. You can feel sweat on your body with the amount of exercise you are getting |++strength +fatigue
As you enter the temple, your shoulder roughly collides with someone making you fall flat on your butt. You feel a sharp twinge of pain, as everything in your grasp is scattered around you |+stress +pain
You look up to see a familiar face loom over you. “I am so sorry, my child” Jordan mutters softly as he bends down and helps you up, lifting you by your arms. “I wasn’t watching where I was going” His long golden hair, slips from the sides of his cowl and tickles your nose. He frantically moves about gathering your scattered items as you dust yourself off.
Jordan smiles at you apologetically as he hands over the items to you, “I apologize again. I see you’re hard at work.” They give you the items. Your fingers brush slightly. You smirk a little and hold his hand yanking him close to your face. His eyes widen as he stares at you, your faces inches apart, “Thank You” you mutter huskily making their breath hitch |+Arousal +Jordan’s Corruption
“Do-don’t mention it” a flush rises to their face, they stutter as they hastily pick up their book from the ground and walk quickly towards the pews without glancing back.
Its evening. You are at the orphanage at Domus street. You are wrapped in a towel as you move about your room, looking for your journal. After an hour long of futile search, your eyes land on a book with a brown leather binding.
It’s similar to yours, but when you flip it open, the name, “Jordan” rests on the page in neat and elegant cursive handwriting.
A curiosity fills you, and you sit on your bed and begin reading through the pages. Most of it is just mundane stuff, their schedule for everyday, some bookkeeping of temple allowances, and even regular musings. You mindlessly flip the pages, almost in a bored fashion when your eyes land on a very recent entry.
“I don’t understand what is happening these days. I find myself facing a deep precipice. This is wrong. So very wrong. In vain have I tried to cleanse myself of these thoughts. These vice like feelings are eating away at my mind. I can sense it. This darkness is slowly sweeping me in its corrupt hands, and I am willingly walking into its embrace.
I had to know you were trouble the moment I saw you drag Sydney into the depths of depravity. Yet I crave for you. I want you to look at me the way you look at them. I want to feel those emotions that feel so foreign to me. I feel alive in so very long a time. I have begun to look forward to the time you sneak up on me when you think I’m not looking. Those fleeting moments have ignited a flame of sorts. So Lord forgive me for I think I have sinned. Because I want to be loved by the sin incarnate”
Your mind swims with possibilities. This is a surprise. You never realised that Jordan reciprocated those feelings. Your heart thuds wildly as you realize something with a start. If you have Jordan’s journal right now, it means that your journal is currently in Jordan’s possession. And it has much more graphic and detailed entries inside it. Your own personal confessional of sorts that always begin with, “Forgive me Jordan, for I have sinned”
It holds several anecdotes about your little crush on the priest. Long paragraphs about the things you’d like to do with him |++ Arousal ++Jordan’s corruption
A lewd warmth fills you, as you think about running into Jordan tomorrow. You feel excited about the situation but it’s too tame to remove the cloud over your mind |-stress
[Silly bonus lols]- You are in the temple garden watering the flowers. You hear some footsteps approaching. It’s Jordan. He doesn’t look you in the eye, as he silently hands you over your journal. You can see his hands trembling a little. A wild tinge of red dusting his cheeks. When you think he’ll leave, he reaches inside his robe and pulls out a bottle. He uncorks it and just like that pours the entire contents all over your head. It seeps through your clothes making you shudder slightly as your habit clings to your body.
“It’s holy water” he mumbles, “You need it”. He leaves you alone in the garden, shivering as he walks back inside |++ Jordan’s corruption
So, those new outfits you unlock for becoming a priest/nun...would that not imply that's what Jordan is wearing + a cowl.
Also, what Sydney should be wearing when he become a priest
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I got a feeling Finn will betray the Judgment Day someday...replace him with either JD or Buddy Matthews. Congrats to Buddy and Rhea, but RIP to my biggest inspiration whenever I watch WWE...long live Bray Wyatt. We'll always love you and never forget what you've done for us.
Posting some Father Samuel, @400-gallons-of-catholic-guilt 's Faith OC because I love him.
Plus my man Father Jordan.
They're pals. They're good*, they are possessed, they ended up in a place where there's something worse than demons that they gotta hide from.
The Bishop implies that Sydney hasn’t passed the trial of anguish because Jordan is protecting Sydney. “[Sydney has] been in the flock for years, but has been stifled by the overprotective Jordan. I understand you're to thank for [Sydney] finally passing the trial of anguish."
Yeah, Jordan is implied to be very overprotective
Like momma bear type. I think that's adorable, that Jordan is both overprotective with Sydney and PC (Although they are even more overprotective with Sydney, cuz I don't see them sending their ass to that goddamn island 🙂)
I want to see more of how Jordan has been coddling Sydney, because I am curious of what they had done to get this poor soul to fail every single Trial of Anguish. Perhaps it's because Sydney hasn't been able to actually challenge themselves before due to Jordan's overprotectiveness? Idk, I just want more Jordan lore
(Also thx for the Jordan ask, anon. Rambling about them once again helped me relax 🩵)
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Jordan the Pious, more like Bore Ragnarok Jordan the Penis. (wait, I think Jordan's title is priestess now... oh well...)
I am very pious that is true, but I do not see what my genitals have to do with anything. Are you saying the fact that I have them makes me less pious? Makes me less devoted to my lord?
I understand that that may be the case for some, but I have spent many years focusing on my goals and ambitions, forgoing worldly pleasures that would only lead me astray. And where are you in life? What have you accomplished in your time on this plane? You sexually harass people online? Members of the faith no less? Is this amusing to you? Does the vow I took to uphold my faith have anything to do with your life, to the point where I should incure ridicule? If my existence has ever caused you pain directly or indirectly may my lord strike me down where I stand....