saint julian's church

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My dear lamb: @obedientbat 💌

This is a roleplay blog centered on the character of Father Enoch Farrier, a catholic priest with ulterior motives living in 1680s France (currently). Posts are mostly in character as Enoch, or his student Ambrose. I am in a relationship and am only interested in explicitly in-character roleplay, which is limited to a quick back-and-forth in asks, and extended narrative roleplay pre-discussed outside of this blog. I'm not starting any new longer-form roleplay.

Don't repost/copy my writing. Reblog or link the post.

This is a sideblog, I like and follow from chalicechipper.

also, being home from uni for the summer, I'll probably be pressed into going to church at some point. I'll be thinking of you if I do have to go, father <3

-priest's son

How exciting! The voice does often convey lack of control…

— @anonymous-bjd-siren

— @anonymous-bjd-siren

🍰 first slice of cake !

In Enoch’s time, the revival of paganism hadn’t really happened yet. However, he would find it very intriguing, yet ineffective. He wants to destroy the church from the inside and build up a new one in a Satanic image, but that philosophy is limiting. Ironically, he sees going beyond Christian structure as ineffective when he is actually the one limited by the structure of the church and the grip it’s had on his mind. He struggles with the idea of a world without Christian morality, even if he has embraced being “bad” in that system.

A few days after the meetings, the history will usually be rather chaste. It’s a week or so in that I start to see what the men are watching. Lots of boring stuff, generic porn site front-page videos. But there will always be a few with more interesting taste. Hardcore fetishes, bondage, and my favorite to see, gay videos. A supposedly straight, married man getting off to gay porn. Nothing is better.

I’ll call the husband to see me the next day, show him what I saw. They always try to deny it, but they can’t argue with concrete proof. Then comes the begging, the pleading to keep it secret from the wife. Oh, I’ll keep it secret. So long as he gets on his knees.

I do not accept drinks or food from others, and even you couldn't persuade me. But I'd let you lead the conversation quite easily, being fairly laid back on the surface (it's a act). It's also because I have no idea what pulled me here. liable to cause people to doubt their beliefs without answering questions about my own beliefs, but I'm polite, I try not to.

Of course, you probably don't need herbal things to lure me into the conversation you want. Opening my mind up, now that would be a challenge. Are you capable of that? If not, well, there's loads of ways to drug someone who doesn't suspect you to be trying to and who would probably treat it as a game if he did. - 🧭

When someone declines I know they're usually a bit tougher to get, less likely to succumb to social pressure or hierarchy. Makes it more fun for me. Perhaps to the front room of the rectory, then. Somewhere more intimate, quiet, secret. It's a short little walk from the church itself, but lots of interesting things on the way. The monastery becomes visible, as does the graveyard, the garden, one of the monks' cats skulking by the trees. Inside, plenty of books, an astrolabe, lots of herbs and a mortar and pestle spread out on a tabletop. What most catches your eye that you've seen? Perhaps that can tell me what you're here for. Attention can be rather revealing.

what kink is most on your mind at the moment?