My male Jordan the Pious design!
Connected to this post because my dumbass forgor he canonically has long hair too. I usually set Jordan as male, but I think female Jordan should also look exactly like this except wearing a white nun habit lol. The laced veil and halo are my personal preference, so maybe this is more accurate to the Jordan in-game:
Okay all three of them. Maybe these are all. Maybe...
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Have you ever wonder why Ivory Wraith mess around/find out with PC even when you literally haven't touch the necklace or trespassing on a blood moon? Why it'd still stalk you on the street out of nowhere just to give you that little bit of trauma and stress for funnies?
Beside the fact in the Schism event that Ivory Wraith is closed with another initiate, who's subtly hinted to be PC in their previous life. This relationship, however, was not explicitly confirmed what it was. Depends on your interpretation, they could have been a friend/crush/lover/spouse of Ivory. We don't know yet.
One thing we DO know, is that even after witnessing and dying in such cirtumtances, staying who knows how long under the lake, no doubt Ivory's mentality was fucked, and though it might have forgotten many things, it was clearly still hanging on to two things: the necklace and the memories of the initiate that's closed to it when it was alive.
Now imagine this: someone who's very dear and important to you passed away, and then after some time, an imitator with the same appearance shows up and does all sort of stupid shits, steals things right infront of you. Would you be at least, a teeny tiny bit, feels like you need to fuck with them out of spite? Yea, I thought so.
Even if PC turns out to be that initiate, I can tell there's no way they could be exactly the same person, despite many similarities. Think about how mocked and utterly pissed off Ivory must have felt when the very reincarnation of their friend/crush/lover/spouse, who they used to loved so much, just swam down and took away the last possession they have left, nosy and ignorant while doing so.
It's insulting to both Ivory and the person they held in their memory.
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how the LIs come
18+
pure!sydney buries his face into your chest, lapping at your nipple with a warm tongue. "you're beautiful," he breathes, eyes filled with adoration as he watches you roll your hips. you take him so well and yet, he is taken by you. when you place your hand around his throat, his eyes widen. "beloved," sydney gasps, clutching you as he fills you with the warmth of his worship.
"wonderful." corrupt!sydney's breath is warm against your ear as he rocks his hips into you. one of his hands is busy stroking you, coaxing breathy moans as you fuck yourself against him. your hand braces against the shelf. there are students milling around in the distance. "i can feel you clenching around me," he whispers, pushing himself in deeper. there's a note of fanaticism to his voice, an obsessiveness in his embrace that threatens to drive you over the edge. it takes all of your strength not to keen. thankfully, his fingers, so soft and smooth, slip into your mouth. "but we wouldn't want the others to know that, do we?"
"so fucking whiney," whitney curses, taking your hair in his fist as he fucks you against the desk. "you've been waiting for this, haven't you?" he sinks his teeth into your skin, rakes his nails across your hips as he comes. whitney is selfish, but his marks burn in a way you can't resist. he doesn't wait for you to adjust yourself and pulls up his trousers. you hear him fasten his belt. "better clean yourself up before the break's over."
kylar whines. he can't help it. all week, he's been saving himself for you, palming his groin whenever it got too unbearable, all because he wanted to fill you up once you were back in his arms. "you look so beautiful like this," he gasps against your neck, rutting into you with jerky, desperate thrusts. "you'll, hah, take everything that i can give you, right?"
there's a grumble that builds within eden's throat - part growl, part rolling of thunder as his hips meet yours. "you're mine," he says gruffly, his tongue licking a hot stripe along your neck. the hunter has you pinned. his massive body cages you in while he thrusts, cock twitching inside of you as he smashes his mouth against yours to swallow your moans. when he pulls away, he licks his teeth, admiring your sweat-slicked skin as his release leaks out of you. what a sight he is, your hunter. what a feast you are, his prey. "don't you ever forget that."
"we have to be quiet," robin muffles his moans by pressing his mouth against yours. he's got you in his lap, arms wrapped around your body as he thrusts. just a few minutes ago, he had been playing video games. now, his hands are occupied, sculpting your sides. your back. when you tangle your fingers in his hair and pull, he lets out a needy whine that you silence by taking his lips between your teeth.
ivory wraith hums, a sonorous thrum that vibrates the very marrow of your bones. when his pleasure crests, it is the surge of the current. the coiling of a great and powerful tide that washes over you, drowning you as he swells. "droplet," he sighs, pressing a cold kiss to your temple. the specter's embrace is gentle yet possessive, his caress carrying the promise of adoring you during this lifetime and a thousand more. "may we never part again."
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PC Merrill
I've been playing DoL for some times, so I'd like to share some sketches here, mainly sketches of my PC
Teacher's pet and every students' idol. The gentle big brother figure of the orphanage. Yet in fact Merrill has always been empty from the beginning. With no memories of his parents and only remember that he's been in the orphanage ever since childhood, he kept a mask while learning how to be "human"
Older sketches below:
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