#second book of enoch

[m0th-person]

my mother asked me who my favorite Biblical character was and I responded with Enoch. Enoch is fascinating because he’s popular off of one verse. In Islam, he’s revered as a prophet and gets his own lore too. He’s an incredibly popular character, or at least popular and interesting enough, that He got 4 spinoff texts, people were that interest in him. People just love him, a character that is only referred to in name and never speaks unless it’s in a Hadith, Dead Sea scroll, or a book of Enoch or giant.

HE’S. JUST. TOO. DANG. FASCINATING.

[splongebobby]

me when jacob is one of the three to win the poll (i should have expected it but i didn't and because of that it messes up my plan of showing how the charecters that are disliked in their world are loved in ours because jacob is arguably more disliked amongst the fandom compared to how the characters perceive him)

ill work with it.

[leebrontide]

You can't bear to hear the story of the ugly duckling.

You only wanted to be one of them. To be a person. But you were too much. Too powerful. Too frightening. You knew - you figured it out- you were a monster, not a person.

But you've grown up, and you're beautiful, even though you're still not a person. They're all still afraid of you. They all know you're not like them. They know you're something else.

Now, they say you're too bright and powerful and beautiful to be a monster.

You're a god.

They're still terrified of you. But they say they love you. They will do anything for you. They will kill for you, die for you.

None of that can erase what you know- you're a monster.

[unwavering-devotion]

LEA VE ME ALONE!!!! OH M Y GOD, LEAVE ME A LONE.

Count Dracula from Bram Stoker’s novel

[lov3-lik3-ghosts]

Hello! First off, congrats on your mum’s business🙂‍↕️

Here’s a one shot request that you can shape to your liking:

f!reader overhears Enoch talk badly about her and an argument arises. The classic miscommunication trip hahah

have fun and thanks🍝

Leak Death

Pairing: Enoch O’Connor x fem!reader.

Summary: Enoch has refused to let anyone else know of your relationship for months but still acts out when someone else takes an interest.

Warnings: Not beta or proofread. Use of Y/n. Slight mentions of an OC character.

Word Count: 2.4k

Note: Hi, lovely! You’re so kind, I’ll be sure to pass your congratulations along <3 First time writing Enoch dialogue so I hope you enjoy!

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“Y/n?” His fist rapped against the wood of your door, each tap sounding through your room with the same erratic pounding of your heart. You don’t answer him, huddling deeper into the corner of your bed, against the wall.

He doesn’t let up.

Your name is called two times more, said through a gradually thickening accent. Your bottom lip wobbles. The longer he speaks the more his words echo through you, forming half collerative truths.

Enoch had always told you the truth, harshly said or not and he’d always been able to read you like a book. It was lovely when you’d been new to the loop, something you could easily latch onto and take comfort in. But now, when he knew everything about you, spilled from your lips and dripped from your soul… Enoch couldn’t keep your secrets, only his own.

“Y/n, please!” He pleads, his knocks fading into silence.

“She’s pathetic.”

Pathetic. That’s what he thought of you and Enoch never lied. Never to you, never about you.

“I’m s- I’m sorry.” The apology is forced through gritted teeth, as foreign to your ears as it was his tongue and to you, nothing but insincere. “Please just open the door?”

“Her peculiarity was intriguing to me at first too. Now I know it’s nothing but an inconvenience to us, a curse really.”

You are cursed. One touch of your body in the wrong place and you risk the possibility of unintentionally taking someone’s life. Poison runs through your ulnar veins and produces a slick substance on your wrists, never ending and never washing away, no matter how hard you scrub it always comes right back. A brush of the skin there or a leak through your gloves, everything becomes unsafe.

“There’s been countless times we’ve had to spend the day out just because she caught her glove on something. You think you’d be safe kissing her? Holding her hand? You’d die quick and painful. The loop couldn’t save you.”

The poison acts quick, leaking through most fabrics and seeping right through the pores of any skin it touches. Death is almost instantaneous once it’s been touched.

“She’s a walking hazard.” He scoffed. “She leaks death.”

You are always a hazard. You’ll always leak death.

You don’t always have to be pathetic.

Your door shakes under the weight of his fist once again. His voice has stayed quiet until now, speaking as though you were conversing face to face. “Y/n,” He pleads louder. “Please. If you just open the door, I can explain. Or- or don’t open it and just let me know you’re listening.”

You scoot to the edge of your bed, shoving your blanket to the side. The mattress squeaks lightly under you and you cringe, praying he didn’t hear and take it as a sign to keep talking. Trying your hardest to stay quiet, you shuffle over to the door.

The brass of the door handle makes a funny noise against the leather of your glove, squeaking as your fingers curl around it.

Enoch is silent on the other side and you wonder for a second if maybe he’d given up like you’d earlier knew he would but then his voice sounds again, only this time he’s not speaking to you.

“What do you want, Emma?” He spits, a dagger of defence spearing through the silence.

You pause, every breath feeling too loud, too incriminating.

“You’re a jerk, Enoch.” Emma claims. You can almost picture how she stands, tall with her shoulders back and frowning in the way only she can, sure and disappointed. “I can’t believe you.”

“Leave. This has nothing to do with you.” Enoch snarls.

This Enoch was more familiar to you, angry and defensive always. This was the Enoch you’d met way back when, fresh to the loop and in need of a friend. This was the Enoch who could only ever keep his own secrets, have his own back.

“Y/n is my friend. This has everything to do with me.” Emma defends, scoffing loud enough for you to hear. “You’re a jerk. How many times did Miss Peregrine have to convince us that there was nothing wrong with our peculiarities despite what non-peculiars had to say about them? All for you to become a part of the problem.”

“You don’t think I know that?” He spits. “I’m trying to apologise, so just go away, Emma.”

“No!” She exclaims. “You do this all the time! You’ve treated her badly since you met her, the only difference this time was that she didn’t just let it happen.”

Your heart pangs. They all knew. They all knew how much of a pushover you are, how pathetic you are. Embarrassment gnaws at your gut.

“Y/n is more than capable of sticking up for herself.” Enoch says firmly, his accent twanging into a growl. “Don’t make her out to be stupid. You're not around to see it.”

Emma stays silent for a moment. “You think that makes what you say acceptable?”

It’s a rhetorical question really but Enoch answers anyway, with words you never expected to roll off his tongue. “No.” He grits. “But my girlfriend is more than capable of telling me if she has a problem, she doesn’t need your help.”

Your breath catches in your throat. Your hold on the handle tightening.

There’s a collective gasp through the hallway that causes your eyebrows to furrow, the sound much too loud to be only Emma.

You open the door before you can really think about what you’re doing, coming face to face with the wide eyes of your loop-mates. Miss Peregrine stands behind them, her sharp gaze flitting sternly between you and Enoch. When her eyes catch yours she stares for a long moment, one that has your heart pausing for a whole new reason, before she smiles softly.

“Come along, children,” She beckons, gesturing to the stairs beside her. “I think Enoch and Y/n have some things to discuss.”

The youngest of the children go without question, muttering between themselves as they glance between you and Enoch with unbidden excitement. Olive gives you a long glance before she follows, one that you can’t quite decipher the meaning of but don’t yet care much for.

Jacob, Emma and Sam all linger. Emma’s mouth gapes and snaps shut twice before she turns to you. “Y/n?” Her wide eyes glimmer with question, straying only to further scan you. You shuffle uncomfortably, her eyes scorching your skin.

“Emma?” You murmur back, avoiding her piercing gaze.

“Girlfriend?”

“I-“ You take a deep, grounding breath. “Maybe? I’m– I’m sorry for not… telling you.”

Emma clenches her jaw. “Why didn’t you?” She spits.

You ignore the tightening of your throat. Jacob steps forward, resting a grounding hand in the crook of her shoulder. Emma seems to sense something in the touch, taking a small step back into his chest.

You stammer over a few words, trying to scramble together a response that wouldn’t paint Enoch in a bad light.

You’re not sure why you’re still trying to protect him, still defending his case even when you didn’t agree, didn’t understand it but you are; you’re not sure you’ll ever be able to stop.

Words fail you.

But like he always does, Enoch reads you like a yawning book, wide and full of secrets. He does something he’s only ever done once. “It’s my fault,” He takes the blame. “I didn’t want anyone to know. It wasn’t anyone’s business.” Even if it was his fault.

“Of course it was.” Emma says, exasperated. Raising and dropping her arm in his direction for full effect.

You see Enoch’s jaw clench in the corner of your eye, pulling taught in the way you’ve always loved, but he doesn’t respond. You look away.

“Emma,” Miss Peregrine interrupts, tone as firm as always. “Take a minute to cool down before you get ready for super. Jake, go with her.” She instructs.

Emma takes a breath, lips forming a would be argument. One look from Miss Peregrine has her quickly relenting, her lead boots clanging roughly with the floor as she stomped down the stairs, Jacob scurrying after her without so much as a glance in your direction.

“Sam.” The ymbryne calls sternly. Sam doesn’t look away from you, hasn’t once since you opened the door but he tilts his ear in her direction. “Downstairs to get your hands washed. Super will be ready in precisely five minutes.”

He stands dead still a few seconds longer, staring right through you with something unnerving lighting his gaze. Your skin crawls. Enoch steps before you, his shoulder shielding your face from Sam’s watching eyes. As angry as you are with Enoch right now, you couldn’t help but feel safer with him before you.

Sam’s smile is sharp as he finally looks away, something malicious gleaming his teeth as he finally pivots and travels down the creaky stairs, muttering a ‘yes, Miss Peregrine’ along the way.

“Don’t take too long, children.” Miss Peregrine says as she steps towards the stairs. “We wouldn’t want you to be too late to super, would we?”

“No, Miss Peregrine.” You and Enoch murmur simultaneously.

Enoch turns to you the second you can no longer hear her footsteps, gripping you by the waist and walking you backwards into your room before you can protest. The door clicks shut loudly behind you, forced closed by the toe of his shoe.

“I know you don’t want to talk to me right now,” He rushes out. “But please just listen before you start scolding.”

You choose to stay silent out of pure curiosity to what excuse he could pull together, ready and willing to call him out. If anything, he’d buttered you up by believing you were capable of scolding him.

“The others were playing one of their undeniably idiotic games again and he- Sam expressed a… liking for you.” He spat like the words were poison in his mouth.

You furrowed your brows, waiting. Nothing more came from him. “That’s it?” You scoff.

“That’s it.” He confirms, fingers twitching against your sides. You shove him off in frustration.

“Are you pulling my leg?” You frown. “You said all that you said because Sam might like me? That’s it? Are you kidding me, Enoch?”

Enoch narrows his eyes at you. “Might? He might as well have had Fiona grow you a flower garden.”

“I don’t care!” You snarl, exasperated. “You called me pathetic, a walking hazard! You said I leak death! You humiliated me, you backstabbed me. You used my words to make me look bad. I trusted you! I trusted you and you took advantage of it!”

“I was trying to make him leave you alone!” Enoch’s bellow echoes through your room, loud enough that you’re sure the others heard him too.

You inhale deeply, your shoulders dropping with defeat. “What does it matter anyway?” You heave a rough sigh.

He pauses, chest rising and falling erratically. “What?”

“What does it matter?” You repeat, swallowing. “He didn’t know we were together. No one knows we’re together. Hell, half the time I don't even know if we’re together!”

“I-“ He starts, face dark with anger before taking a deep breath. “You’re right. You’re right, I’m sorry.”

“You said I was cursed, Enoch.” You whisper. His frown deepens. “Is that what you think of me? You think holding my hand and kissing me is nothing but dangerous? Is that why you won’t let me tell, so you don’t have to do those things?”

“No!” He exclaims, stepping forward with an outstretched hand. “No. You think I would be with you if I thought all those things? You think death through love scares me? I-”

“You said those things, Enoch, not me.” You interrupt, pointing an accusing finger into his chest.

“I know!” He snarls. “I was just trying to get him to leave you alone. I know he makes you worry. I was saying the things I thought would scare him, not me.”

“It had to come from somewhere, Enoch O’Connor.” You growl back, fisting his shirt. “You think those things. Probably always have. Stop treating me like I’m naive.”

“You’re not naive, Y/n.” His tongue pokes out to softly wet his lips, a subtle nervous gesture you’d never been able to take your eyes away from. “I- I have thought them.” He looks away from you, guilty.

Your heart hurts as you take a step back, unfisting his shirt. It was different to hear it come from his mouth than you just thinking it; it cut much deeper. Your eyes water quickly, clouding over with pooling tears that spill down your cheeks quicker than you can stop them.

“In the beginning,” He rushes to continue, his voice thick and frantic. “When we first got together. I couldn’t help it, it was a possibility. Is a possibility. But you’re worth the risk — and more than.”

Your lip wobbles once more, trembling uncontrollably against your words. “What you said was downright nasty.” You cry. “I don’t think it was just the beginning.”

“It was.” He almost pleads. “It was. I don’t care about your peculiarity because you don’t care about mine. You take all the precautions, you make it safe. My peculiarity is all about the dead, I could hardly be scared of you.”

“Don’t brag.” You scoff, trying to smother your emotions back down into the chest box through distraction. “You do enough of that already.”

Enoch huffs a chuckle. “Whatever.”

“You have a lot of making up to do for that.” You sniffle, finally glancing over at him.

“You forgive me?” He swallows lightly, almost unnoticeable if not for the bob of his throat.

You shrug. “Are we still a secret?”

“I don’t think that’s possible anymore.” He shakes his head, dark curls ruffling with the motion.

“Your fault.” You pursue your lips.

“Never said it wasn’t.” He smirks lightly. “I’ll fix it. All of it.” He promises.

You relent into his lure, awaiting the upcoming weeks of him making it up to you in all the best ways with bode excitement. “I want at least a week of fights between my favourite homuncoli.”

Enoch steps up to you, the toes of his shoes meeting yours. His hands find home on your hips, pulling you flush against himself. Your cheeks flush pink.

“Deal.” He grins, leaning his head down to yours, connecting your lips with a tender passion.

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[frost-queen]

Hollow's invasion (Reader x Enoch O'connor)

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You took a deep breath, taking his cold hand carefully in yours. Sitting by his bed, making sure his blanket was kept neatly. – “Jacob has visited again. You might have liked him. Bronwyn seems to take an interesting like in him.” – you spoke laying his pyjama’s collar straight. You heard whispers as it made you gasp startled.

“Not like that silly.” – you responded at the corpse. – “Jacob is much older than your sister.” – you answered back. – “I meant to say she is interested in him like a friend. You know someone she can hassle around.” – you chuckled out, looking back at the corpse. Seeing it lay stiff in bed, yet it spoke to you.

Hearing his voice like whispers in your ear. Almost as if he was still here. – “Bronwyn is doing fine.” – you responded after having heard more whispers. – “She misses you every day… we all do.” – finishing as it made you look saddened away.

“Speaking to the dead are we again?” – a new voice came through. Louder, belonging to a living person. Turning your head, your eyes widened seeing Enoch lean against the door. – “The living are interesting too.” – he added with a jealous smirk.

You laughed loud. – “Are you referring to yourself?” – you teased back. Hearing another whisper around you, you started to laugh loud. – “What? What did he say.” – Enoch called out in curiosity. Wanting to know what made you laugh so easily. – “You are right Victor.” – you responded, pinking a tear of joy away.

“No he’s not.” – Enoch let out. You gave Victor’s corpse a wink before disappearing. Enoch getting startled when you appeared right in front of him. Having teleported. Curling up a smile, you came leaning in.

“Are you jealous O’connor?” – you asked, moving your hands behind your back. Enoch swallowed nervously. – “No I am not.” – he said, crossing his arms. – “Victor said so.” – you added with a smirk. – “Well… well Victor is a liar!” – he shouted out at Victor’s corpse. Your sudden laugh caught his attention, making him lower his gaze to you.

“Oh Enoch, you are so easily to tease.” – you breathed out, patting him against his cheek. He blinked surprised when you had teleported away from him again. Gone in a split second. He heard a sound, leaning back into the hallway. Seeing you had re-appeared at the end of the hall.

“No I’m not!” – Enoch called out back to you. You stuck your tongue out to him. – “Y/n!” – Enoch shouted, puffing his chest up. He closed the door behind him, running into the hallway. You screamed loud, running down the stairs. Enoch on your tail.

Downstairs, you nearly Emma over. Teleporting just in time to appear somewhere behind her. It confused Emma for a second. – “Y/n!” – Enoch called out, nearly knocking her over as he needed to clear the way. Emma jumped aside with a loud squeal. You had run out of the door, gasping loud to come to a sudden stop.

Needing to catch your balance, before you would bump into her. Miss Peregrine. She already quirked her eyebrow up, hands sturdy on her hips. It made you swallow nervously. – “Y/n!” – you heard a second later. Two arms wrapping around you as his chest knocked against your back. Chuckling with his victory of having you caught. Miss Peregrine cleared her throat, crossing her arms.

It made Enoch gasp and look up with terror. Only now noticing the headmistress in front of you. He quickly dropped his arms from around you. Rubbing the back of his head shyly. – “I see you two have found a way to ‘entertain’ yourselves.” – she spoke firmly.

 “Sorry Miss Peregrine.” – both of you said with a lowered head. She took a deep breath, untangling her arms. Dismissing both of you. Enoch and you walked away from the house, more into the gardens. – “You could’ve warned me.” – Enoch said giving you a nudge.

“I’m sorry I was too busy, trying not to knock her over.” – you responded, nudging him right back. It took but a moment of silence for the both of you to start laughing. Somehow still finding the fun in it. Turning around, you sighed deep. Staring up at the pink house. Your home. Enoch came standing beside you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Do you ever think you’ll miss it?” – you asked him. – “I have a complex relationship with it.” – he responded. – “Sometimes, I wish I would never have to look upon that pink house ever again. Yet on other times, I believe I would miss it terribly when I could never see it again.” – you confessed with a saddened smile.

Enoch let his hand slide in yours. Giving it a comforting squeeze. The two of you remained outside. Talking, enjoying each other’s company till it was time to head inside. After diner all of you sat upstairs. Hearing the heavy rain clatter against the window.

The little one’s curled up by Emma and Olive. – “Do you think the monsters will take us?” – Claire spoke with a frightened voice. – “No, my angel.” – Olive responded, stroking her cheek. – “We have Jacob to protect us.” – her gaze flashed upwards to Jacob standing not far from Horace and Hugh. Jacob gave her a sheepish smile back.

Feeling a sudden pressure on him. It made him swallow nervously till a new feeling settled in his stomach. Like a nauseating pointing, twirling around in his stomach. Twirling and spinning till it gave him a tug. A tug on the inside. It felt strong and close by.

Enoch walked up to the window, wanting to see how heavy the rain was. It was raining cats and dogs. Enoch peered outside and before he could warn him, it was already too late. The glass shattered, screams erupting as Enoch got lifted up.

Lifted up by something invisible. – “Enoch!” – you screamed out wanting to run to him, but Hugh stopped you. Enoch was shouting, squirming as he felt something slither up his face but couldn’t see anything. – “Olive, there!” – Jacob called out. Olive shot a fireball. Not even sure if she would hit anything, but she trusted Jacob.

Jacob covered up his ears, hearing the loud screeching. Enoch dropped to the ground. You broke free from Hugh, teleporting right beside him. Panting loud as you took a hold of him. Teleporting further away. – “Everybody out!” – Emma shouted.

Emma took Claire and Fiona’s hand, taking a run for it. Olive took Hugh and Horace’s hand. Enoch got up to his feet as Bronwyn ran up to him. He took her hand firm, taking off. – “Millard!” – you shouted loud, looking around for a sign of him. – “Here.” – you heard a frightened voice, feeling a hand slip in yours.

You clasped your hand tight around the invisible hand, going after the others. Emma screamed loud in the hallways as glass broke somewhere behind her. Olive, Hugh and Horace coming to an abrupt stop. Not knowing where it was. – “Right!” – Jacob shouted loud. Olive fired a ball to her right, before running off.

“We need to get everyone out! “- you shouted over the loud thundering rain. – “Jacob take Millard!” – you ordered. Jacob nodded, coming to run beside you. He felt Millard’s hand slip in his as you let go. – “What are you going to do?” – he asked, panting loud to keep up. – “Get everyone out.” – you made clear.

Jacob gasped when you teleported away. You appeared right in front of Emma and Claire. They came to a sudden stop, panting loud. Without much say, you pulled them against your chest, arms wrapped around them. – “Keep breathing.” – you told them before disappearing.

In the blink of an eye, stood you outside. Emma gasping loud as it felt weird to teleport. The rain drenching them in seconds. – “Stay here.” – you told them before disappearing again. You re-appeared in front of Olive, Hugh and Horace. You took Hugh and Horace’s hands first. Olive blinking surprised when she saw you vanish. 

“Keep running!” – Enoch shouted at her, grabbing her by the shoulder. Dragging her away with him. You dropped Hugh and Horace with Emma. Going in for a third time. You teleported once more, this time having Millard with you.

By the fourth time, you teleported right in front of Olive, Enoch and Bronwyn. – “Remember to keep breathing.” – you told them. You had never teleported with three at a time, but you needed too. Hearing more glass shatter behind you. – “All hold me!” – you shouted feeling sudden hands on you. Taking your arms firm in their grip.

Focusing on the outsides, you teleported out. Gasping loud, you felt the rain on your head. Olive and Emma running to each other for a hug. – “Y/n!” – Enoch called out, holding you back by your shoulder. – “I still need to get Jacob out.” – you told him before taking off. Enoch sucked in a breath, waiting anxiously for you.

You found Jacob near Miss Peregrine’s office. – “Where is miss Peregrine?” – he asked concerned. – “I’ll look for her later. We have to go now!” – you ushered him. Tugging at his arm to let go of the door knob. So he did as you teleported outside.

You ditched Jacob, teleporting back in before anyone could protest. – “Y/n!” – Enoch screamed out. He grabbed Jacob firm by his shoulders. – “Why is she back in there? Everyone is out here?” – he called out, shaking him back and forth. – “She… went to look for Miss Peregrine.” – Jacob answered. – “What?!” – Enoch called out in a panic.

He shoved him aside, staring in shock back at the house. Seeing how it was burning from Olive’s fire balls. Panting loud, he couldn’t steady his breathing. Moving his hands desperately up in his hair. – “We need to get out of here.” – Olive spoke. – “Not without Y/n!” – Enoch made clear. – “Leave! But I will stay!” – he gestured at the others to get a move on.

You were panting loud, teleporting around the house. Shouting out to Miss Peregrine. Not knowing where the hollows were for you could not see them. Perhaps you should’ve taken Jacob with you. You felt like you were going nowhere. Till you heard loud bird caws. It made you look outside the window.

Seeing a bird circle above the house. Alarming caws. – “Miss P!” – you shouted with tears in your eyes. She was save. It was getting hot underneath your feet as you needed to get out quickly. A tangle around your ankle made you drop to the ground. Screaming loud as you got dragged back. Hands clawing your way at the ground for grip. Scooped up from the ground.

You felt the tangle around your body tighten. – “Teleport.” – you told yourself, focusing on the outsides. Already feeling it slither up your face. Gasping loud, you felt sturdy ground beneath your feet. – “Y/n!” – Enoch’s voice called out, nearly knocking you over with his hug. Grabbing you firm by your shoulders. – “You stupid, reckless girl!” – he cursed at you, shaking you back and forth.

“I thought I was going to lose you!” – he forced out with a relieved sigh. Seeing the tears in your eyes, he softened up. Pressing his lips on yours. Needing to seal just how much he had missed you. To have something to ease his bleeding heart for he thought to never look upon you again.

“Enoch! Y/n let’s go!” – Emma shouted loud, making you break off the kiss. Enoch took your hand, running up to Emma and the others towards the cave. – “I’m never letting you go.” – he told you. By the cave, you turned to look one more time at the burning pink house. Your home. Destroyed. For you would miss it dearly.

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[cece693]

Please I need more Enoch O’Connor content! （＾ω＾）

I’ve read so many of your posts and am awed by your writing! You write so detailed and I can tell the effort you pour into writing! You really nail characters and their personalities!

(Note: If you can’t write Enoch could please due sick male reader with hannigram or something with Bill and Stu with Y/N (together)?)

(note: male reader plz)

I surely can! Enoch, for me, is kinda of a comfort character because ever since I read the books in middle school, I've always found his character so interesting and complex. He's a boy who came from another loop and is sooo misunderstood. Anyways, I just wrote this on a whim because why can I totally see this happening?

HE'S ONLY NICE TO YOU

pairing: enoch o' connor x male reader synopsis: The kids accidentally break one of Enoch’s prized creations and, terrified of his temper, beg you to tell him instead.

You knew something was up the second you walked into the parlor and saw every single kid in the house lined up like they’d been caught in the act. Hugh was avoiding eye contact. Olive was fiddling with her gloves like she was trying to burn holes through them. Even Bronwyn—sweet, gentle Bronwyn—looked like she’d rather be anywhere else.

“What,” you said slowly, narrowing your eyes, “did you do?”

A chorus of “nothing” went off, which only confirmed your suspicion.

Emma sighed, stepping forward like she’d been nominated as spokesperson. “Okay, so…something of Enoch’s may have gotten…broken.”

Your stomach sank. “Broken how?”

Millard’s invisible voice chimed in, “The how isn’t important—”

“It is very important.” you said flatly.

Claire piped up from the back, “It was the little music box he made. The one with the skeleton that dances.”

You groaned. “Oh no.”

The kids exchanged quick glances, and before you could say anything else, Olive blurted, “We thought maybe…you could tell him?”

You stared at them. “Why me?”

Bronwyn shuffled her feet. “Because…well…he doesn’t yell at you.”

“He yells at me all the time.”

“No, he doesn’t.” Hugh muttered under his breath.

You pointed a finger at them. “You’re all insane. This is Enoch we’re talking about. Enoch.”

Emma crossed her arms. “Exactly. Which is why we need you.”

It didn’t take long for you to realize there was no escaping this, not when all their guilty faces were practically pleading with you. So, with a deep breath, you headed down to Enoch’s workroom.

“Come in.” his voice drawled when you knocked. He was hunched over his workbench, fiddling with a doll’s porcelain face. He didn’t look up until you cleared your throat.

“Uh…so…” you began, rubbing the back of your neck, “there’s something I need to tell you.”

His eyes finally met yours, sharp and calculating. “Go on.”

You braced yourself. “The kids accidentally broke your music box. The one with the dancing skeleton.”

There was a long pause. You could almost see the moment his jaw tightened, his fingers stilling on the doll. Normally, this was where the storm would hit—sharp words, maybe a slammed drawer—but instead…

He blinked at you, sighed softly, and set the doll down. “Was it an accident?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Total accident.”

“Then it’s fine.”

You stared at him. “...It’s fine?”

“Yes, Y/N. It’s fine.” He leaned back in his chair, shrugging like this was no big deal. “I can make another one.”

You waited for the sarcasm, the cutting remark—but it never came. He just looked at you, eyes softer than you’d ever seen them, like the whole thing really was no trouble at all. “Well, okay then,” you said slowly, still half in disbelief. “Uh…sorry anyway.”

He smirked faintly. “You don’t have to apologize. Just tell them to be more careful next time.”

You didn’t even make it to the kitchen before you were ambushed. “So?” Olive demanded.

You blinked. “So what?”

“He didn’t yell at you, did he?” Hugh pressed, buzzing faintly with bees as if they were in on the gossip.

“No…?”

Emma grinned like she’d just solved a mystery. “Told you. He’s got a crush on you.”

Your face heated instantly. “What? No. Absolutely not.”

Bronwyn tilted her head innocently. “Then why didn’t he get mad? He gets mad when I so much as move something an inch.”

“Because it was an accident!” you protested.

“Uh-huh,” Millard’s disembodied voice said. “Sure. And next you’ll tell us it’s totally normal for Enoch O’Connor to smile at someone for more than two seconds.” They all stared at you with smug, knowing expressions.

You groaned, covering your face. “You’re all impossible.”

Claire giggled. “So he doesn’t totally have a crush on you, right?”

“I’m not answering that.”

“Which,” Emma said triumphantly, “means yes.”

[anniflamma]

hi anni! I wanted to share some information from my family Bible from my mom’s mom’s side of the family that’s history section only goes up to 1877 when it talks about Russo-Turkish war staring. And the pictures might be horrible.

The antediluvian patriarchs apparently lived during the Neolithic era which just happened to be when us humans were first starting to use farming and we started to domesticate dogs, sheep, and cattle. It personally helps with me as I’m a historically accurate nerd when it comes to clothing and just searching up ‘Neolithic era’ clothing rather than ‘caveman’ clothing is much more specific. Enoch in Islam, Idris, was also apparently the first man who learned how to write with a pen.

now, onto Greece! The Trojan war happened in around 1204 bc (Eratosthenes of Cyrene says it happened around 1194-1184 bc but judges still happens at the same time) which during that time, the judges Jair to Abdon were alive and the book of judges happening the same time Odysseus, Achilles and Patroclus, and hector were doing their stuff I just funny to me.

Troy was also a vassal of the Hittite empire, a major power in the Bronze Age by Uriah’s people, since 1400 bc. Troy was called Wilusa by the Hittites. Later, in 1240 bc, in a historical note called the Milawata letter mentions a ‘recently disposed pro-Hittite king of Wilusa’ which the king of the Hittite king Tudhailya IV intended to re-install as the king, who was named Walmu, was dethroned due to possible occupation of the raids by the Ahhiyawa people who most believe are homer’s early Mycenaean Greeks. During the Trojan war, the Hittite empire fractured and the Egyptian new kingdom fell into disarray , two of the major powers during the Bronze Age. I personally believe that might be a reason why in the Bible the tribes want a king (for safety and unity reasons) but I don’t know.

and here’s a timeline in the book with the year, the biblical event, and the non-biblical events: ⬇️

There were also two Jonathan’s in the era between the old and New Testament.

One of the advertisements of the book, in the book, was that it had 1500 illustrations and I wanted to share some!

David and Michal during the dancing naked incident and Michal looks like she’s SO ANNOYED and about to hit her head on that stone wall like she’s had enough of it all.

This is in the second book of Samuel illustration, and I think it’s David with Bathsheba and Solomon but idk if it actually is because it didn’t say.

and also here’s part of the Daniel illustration.

that’s all I’ve shared, I hope I got enough right history-wise and again, sorry this was SO long and sorry if you already knew some of their stuff!

This is genuinely some really cool stuff, especially who it shows the timeline and comparing to other non biblical historical events. I seriously need to read more about the Hettites. They were like one of the first major civilizations in the bronze age and I know barley anything about them.

[indigovigilance]

Baraqiel and Azazel

Disclaimer: DO NOT ask Neil Gaiman to confirm or deny any of this. He doesn't want you to ask. I don't want you to ask.

SO DON'T ASK.

Edit: Neil confirmed this theory and it's not my fault: see the reblog

Now, on with the meta.

Thesis and evidence below the cut:

Dominion...

Angel of the Sky...

Hair an eye-burning ginger, eyebrows like grisly slugs, often draped in red…

Occasionally damp...

Most likely singed…

Most likely singed…

Most likely singed…

Most likely singed…

So that's everything from purely within Good Omens canon.

Baraqiel is described, additionally, in the Book of Enoch as:

Lord of Lightning

Who taught the forbidden knowledge of astronomy:

He is also the overseer of the Second Heaven, wherein lies the prison of Fallen Angels. More on that later.

The story of Baraqiel’s ejection from Heaven is contained in the Book of Enoch, but he’s not a main character. In fact, he’s only one of twenty major fallen angels, specifically, the ninth. The tenth is Azazel.

Who, then, is Azazel?

Firstly, Azazel is a fallen angel:

Who is damned because he introduces humans to forbidden knowledge, specifically, the knowledge of swords [and other devices of warfare]:

And also the knowledge of adornment, specifically, “the art of making up the eyes, and of beautifying the eyelids, and the most precious stones, and all kinds of coloured dyes.”

And insofar as Azazel is synonymous with Azzael, he denounces the authority of the Metatron:

In fact, Azazel is given all the blame for revealing the secrets of Heaven: “​​the whole Earth has been ruined by the teaching of the works of Azazel; and against him write: ALL SIN.”

and God orders Raphael punish Azazel: “And further the Lord said to Raphael: "Bind Azazel by his hands and his feet and throw him into the darkness. And split open the desert, which is in Dudael, and throw him there.””

We never learn in the Book of Enoch that Raphael actually does this (based on my reading), but it was commanded. In fact, Raphael would have had to throw Azazel into that prison which was in the domain of Baraqiel.

This puts Baraqiel!Crowley and Azazel!Aziraphale among the ranks of angels that went to Earth and delighted in Earthly pleasures, which caused them to be “fallen,” that God refused to speak to from then on, that Enoch!Metatron was ordered by God to tell that they were unforgiven and would never be forgiven.

It’s worth noting that there seems to be some disagreement among rabbinical scholars over whether Samyaza, Azza, Azzael, and Azazel are separate entities or if these are different names for the same entity. We should also remember that in the universe of Good Omens, entities change names when they ascend to or fall from Heaven.

Tying this all back to the Metatron: In 3 Enoch, the book which describes the ascent of Enoch the man to Metatron the angel, we learn that the overseer of the Second Heaven is Baraqiel, angel of lightning. The description of the prison in the Second Heaven and the angels trapped within it is terrifying, but not more than Enoch’s own actions when he is there.

At this point Enoch has not been transfigured into the Metatron yet, but when he passes by, the angels ask him to pray for them to the Lord; and he refuses, for “who am I, a mortal man, that I may pray for angels?” He is told about them again in the Fifth Heaven, about their sins, how they followed Satan, and that they will be punished on Judgment Day.

So we have a lot of reasons here to see that there would be enmity directly between the Metatron and Azazel, for questioning his authority before God, and between Baraqiel and Enoch!Metatron, for either Baraqiel was guarding the prison or already in it when the human who would become Metatron was supplicated for prayers of redemption and refused. Either way, the Metatron is responsible for Baraqiel’s fall, most directly because he refused to take the petition of the fallen angels before God and instead relied on his interpretation of a dream.

There’s been a lot of implication and even exposition throughout S2 that memory is vulnerable to erasure. We’ve gotten some direct hints that Crowley doesn’t remember all of his past, but I would venture to propose that Aziraphale has a very troubled past that he does not remember, that the Metatron (and possibly Crowley) does, and that further, because his memory was [partially] removed, his name was changed to Aziraphale, for which we see precedent in Jimbriel and all the demons.

My absolutely unhinged, unsubstantiated S3 prediction is that Angel!Crowley sacrificed himself to rescue Azazel from damnation, and the price of Azazel remaining an angel was losing the memories of his transgressions, including (and especially) those he formed with Angel!Crowley. That at the Garden of Eden, Crawley!Crowley knew that these things had been erased, and that he was probably talking to a husk of his former friend, the way that Jim was a husk of Gabriel, but that when he learned that Aziraphale had given away the sword, realized that the soul of the person he loved was still in there.

Partner post: For a meta on why we should believe that Enoch!Metatron aka Human!Metatron is a possibility, go here.

Edit: I read the Book of Enoch from front to back, twice, but if you want to check my work (or write a response meta!) you can find the source material here and here.

If you liked this husbands-centric meta, you may like A Nightingale Sang in 1941

If you liked this historic event speculation, you may like Sodom and Gomorrah

[catnipuff]

plot hole?

the way loops work is that they repeat the same day over and over again, right? So anyone and anything that is not peculiar will experience the same thing, kind of like someone hitting a reset button every night.

so, in theory, if you, say, smash a plate, the next day it will no longer be broken, right? Well this raises a few questions.

first is the leaf sculpture of Adam and later on, Miss Avocet. But for this I’ll just assume Fiona made them before the day became a loop.

second is the fact that Enoch will have infinite clay, and his homunculi will last for one day before he has to make new ones. And also he will have infinite hearts.

Also, Enoch’s Homunculi. In theory first book, it says he spent days in the basement doing experiments. The basement slowly started to resemble a civil war hospital. But won’t the ‘dead’ homunculi disappear after the loop resets??? And Enoch gave Victor his best homunculi when they bury him. How does that work? I assume he didn’t make his best homunculi the same day, because he almost died from dr golan’s hollow. It doesn’t make sense.

can someone pls explain 😭

[dragonsdendoodles]

What do you like/dislike about mphfpc content (videos, edits, art, fanfics, theories, headcanons, fanons, gacha reactions, etc.)? Do you have any favorite content makers?

I love love LOVE the art, cosplay, and writing in this fandom, it’s fucking FANTASTIC. The video makers too, I don’t know how edits work but they do not miss, they’re awesome.

As for favorite content makers, y’all know I can’t resist bragging about my friends 🥰

@tomouraline is one of my absolute ride or die buddies and makes some AMAZING edits on TikTok (emwyns) and her art??? Chef’s kiss. Absolutely wonderful. Go look at her Emwyn and Fugh art it’s adorable

If you want hollowgast art, @carmine-golde has the most badass designs and definitely my favorite OC to play with, especially paired with the government-assigned ymbryne she gave me in return 🤣

@trainwrecksys with Bentham is me with Enoch. He single-handedly made me like (at least his) Bentham. That’s an achievement, I am stubborn and hold grudges. Go look at his art he will also make you like Bentham (plus his animation skills??????? Give me your BRAIN how do you have the patience for this)

Since we’re talking wights, check out @cauls-antique-pepperbox-pistol for literally everything about Caul and Murnau. He has the COOLEST art style and also the awesomest headcanons ever??? I literally never think about the wights how do you guys come up with these things for them this is COOL

Speaking of cool art styles. @theducklingart has such a fun one omg. His designs for the kids and his own OCs are to die for, and he’s just as fun to talk to as his art is to look at! (Plus he has commissions open y’all should go support him 👀)

If you want absolutely adorable Enorace fics like I always do, @metaphoricallymagpie has some of the sweetest fanfics on AO3 I’ve ever read. I beta read Fortunes and Formaldehyde and the sheer number of times I have kicked my feet and giggled like a madman over her writing omg

@ollibeuu isn’t active anymore, but please please PLEASE go to his AO3 (ollibeu) and check out his fanfics. He inspired me to start writing myself, and I haven’t seen a single one that hasn’t been phenomenal (and I got the opportunity to cowrite one with him! 🤭) I will literally always recommend his work go look at it if you like Enorace

@nerdypeculiar (peculiarinacostume) on TikTok has a V cosplay???? And so many other cool ones????? V, Miss Peregrine, Enoch, and they also make The Owl House and Hazbin Hotel content too??????? Go follow them. Right now. Before the ban please their account is CRIMINALLY underrated

I don’t think @evil-feather even needs an introduction. If you’ve seen her Miss Peregrine, you know she is the QUEEN of that cosplay. Hands down. She’s absolutely fantastic

@peculiar-shark has moved on to comic books (which you should 100% check out their videos on that on YouTube if you’re interested 👀 sunshine_sharkks) but will forever be known as first one of my oldest friends in this fandom but also second probably the biggest design inspiration for my Horace. Their old cosplays on TikTok (peculiar.sharkks) are UNMATCHED

(Honorable mention to my irl best friend literally ever @pixie2k5 who is not in this fandom but is the bestest Emma for my Enoch when we can cosplay together thank you for putting up with my insanity sis ilysm 💚)

I could honestly list so many more because we truly have just the best people ever but I feel like this is getting long 😅 I love literally everybody here and no matter my occasional complaints I’m so proud to be part of this community I love everyone here so much

[m0th-person]

Younger Nir and Sopanim from the second book of Enoch

[tyrantisterror]

Who's THE Devil?

You know, from, like, The Bible?

One of the things the various takes on Hell more or less agree on is that there is one demon among the legions of Hell who more or less reigns supreme - The Devil with a capital The. What they rarely agree on, however, is which devil that is. So, for funsies, let's look at all the candidates for The Devil, shall we?

Belial

The concept of demons arguably predates Abrahamic religions, at least if we take it at its most nebulous definition of "supernatural people from an Other world who are somewhat antagonistic toward humanity." But the more specific and probably more familiar version of them began with The Book of Enoch, one of many texts that were deemed non-canonical by Christians yet still holds a great deal of influence on Christianity as a whole. It's an extended account of the Noah story, positing that a group of angels rebelled against heaven because they wanted to sleep with mortal women, and created a race of giant half-human half-angel offspring called the Nephilim (Goliath, of David and Goliath fame, was one of the nephilim). God wasn't happy with this, and sent the rebel angels to a fiery pit before killing most of the nephilim with the big ol' flood (though Goliath's lineage survived somehow I guess).

It's not quite how most people picture the War in Heaven and rebellion of the angels, but it's nonetheless where that story started, and that makes it important. This is the first take on what would become the classic origin story for demons and Hell itself. And who is the leader of the rebel angels in this story? Why our good friend Belial, of course. Belial would remain a prominent demon from hereafter, but despite having the earliest claim for the crown of The Devil, Belial has not remained the frontrunner in the race, and is generally demoted to just being a high ranking demon, rather than the Highest ranking one.

2. Beelzebub

I've talked about Beelzebub before and I don't want to spend too much time rehashing that post, so brief recap: Beelzebub began as a mean nickname for a god from a rival religion to Judaism who was named Baal Zebul, which means Lord of the Heavenly Place. Baal Zebub, by contrast, means "Lord of the Flies." Eventually Baalzebub becomes Beelzebub and, divorced from the original context of its creation, becomes a character in his own right, being a prominent demon. And because Beelzebub appeared in a lot of texts, many of them very old as demonology go, he became a major competitor for the title of The Devil, and remains so to this day. I think it's partly because the name "Beelzebub" is really fun to say, but the sheer history and volume of demonology texts portraying him as a big, powerful devil also help. In the rare stories where Beelzebub appears but does not get to be The Devil, he's still portrayed as fairly high ranking, with both Milton's Paradise Lost and Marlowe's Faust making him The Devil's right hand demon, second in command of Hell. So even when he loses the crown, Beelzebub takes home a good silver medal

3. Asmodeus

Asmodeus is another of our "predates Christianity" demons, right up there with Beelzebub and Belial, and as far as I can tell from what I've read he was originally intended to be The Devil rather than just a devil. It's kind of right there in the name - "deus" means god, so Asmodeus having that name marks him as a demon who thinks himself equal to God.

(well, ok, there's some debate about the full origin of his name, with some arguing the "deus" part was originally a play on "deva," which in turn is loosely translated as... demon. The fact that Asmodeus's name is pronounced/spelled differently to a preposterous degree is part of why the water is so muddy - Asmoday, Asmodai, Asmodee, Osmodeus, it goes on and on)

One of his better claims to the crown comes from the story of Solomon - you know, the wise king who told people to cut babies in half. Solomon's less canonical feats include enslaving a shitload of demons to build a temple for him by way of the rite of exorcism, using a magic ring and the power of Christ to compel the damned to do manual labor for him. Asmodeus is specifically stated to be the strongest demon he summons in part because he is the King of all Demons, i.e. The Devil - and the other demons weep at the sight of their king being reduced to a slave by mortal hands.

Why is this a strong claim? Because the story of Solomon in turn inspired The Lesser Key of Solomon, a text about using the rite of exorcism to summon and use demons to do your bidding. The Lesser Key of Solomon includes the Ars Goetia, which is basically a big ol' bestiary of demons, and where many of your favorite pop culture demons - like, say, Stolas the owl guy - come from. Being the King of all demons in the story that inspired one of the more thorough and exhaustive lists of demons and their hierarchies should count for a lot.

There's one other great claim to fame Asmodeus has in his favor. While not directly named in Dante's The Divine Comedy, the description Dante gives of Satan's physical appearance matches with the most popular descriptions of Asmodeus - in particular, his three heads, one of which is yellow, one red, and one black. Granted, it'd be more of a smoking gun if one of those heads was a bull and the other a goat, but they're all very ogre-like, so I still think it stands. Dante's Devil is, more likely than not, Asmodeus, and that's a BIG point in Asmodeus's favor.

4. Hades/Pluto

Ok, so, a great deal of the Old Testament was originally written in Greek, and the New Testament was written in Latin, both of which happened when belief in the Olympian Gods was pretty strong. As such, the word "Hades" appears in the Bible a lot when talking about the place where dead people go, though it probably wasn't meant to literally be the same underworld as that in Greco-Roman mythology. Probably.

But because Christianity was spread primarily by the Roman empire once they converted to Christianity, and because Europe ended up getting a centuries-long case of stockholm syndrome for the Roman Empire that involved many people in power declaring that Greco-Roman mythology was super important literature and Latin was the language of God Himself, there is a good chunk of Biblical apocrypha that treats the use of Hades as, well, a literal crossover of sorts. Which is to say that Hades the god is sometimes treated as, like, a figure in Christianity, generally a demon specifically. And because he's, you know, Hades, from, like, The Odyssey, people feel he needs to be prominent. I mean, Hades RULED the underworld in Greek mythology, so if we're stealing him for Christian folklore, he should at least be in upper management, right?

The strongest case for Hades being The Devil comes from The Book of Revelation, one of the few books in the Bible that actually contributes to demonology (despite what people tell you, demons really don't show up in the Bible that much - most of what we think of as iconic demon lore come from non-canonical works). You know the four horsemen of the apocalypse? War, Famine, Plague, and Death, right? HA, WRONG! It's Conquest, War, Famine, and Pestilence & Death, you fake horseman fan. Well, anyway the line that introduces Death/Pestilence & Death ends with "And Hell followed with him." Except, no, not really, because the specific word used is... Hades. "And Hades followed with him." Which, depending on how you want to interpret the line, could very well mean a literal, King of the Underworld Hades.

Of course, the problem with using Revelation as proof is that Revelation itself is pretty unclear on who's leading the forces of evil. Is it the Seven-Headed dragon who's cast out of Heaven at the beginning of the end of the world? Is it the seven headed leopard monster that the dragon gives his crown to? Is it the monster who crawls out of the ground to speak for the seven-headed leopard with the voice of a dragon? Is it Hades? Is it God, the one who's allowing all this violent shit to happen and frequently sending his angels to make it way fucking worse? Who can say.

So, while it's not super common, there are more than a few works where The Devil is none other than Hades himself. Disney... might not have been completely off the mark, I guess?

While I think Hades's claim is pretty weak, I should note that one of the works that puts a LOT of Greek mythology into Hell is none other than Dante's The Divine Comedy. 70% of the demons in Dante's Hell are just Greek monsters, with the remaining few being Asmodeus and some OC demons he made up with portmanteu names a la Pokemon. Notably, Hades is one of those demonized Greek figures - presented as the Judge who decides where in Hell sinners end up based on their crimes. He's not The Devil, though, so while Dante kind of helps Hades's case, he also kind of ends up making a counter argument to it.

5. Abaddon/Apollyon

Ok, so, the word "abaddon" is used in some texts to refer to Hell, and sometimes it's personified as well. It literally means "ruin." Well, in time, Abaddon is personified and become a demon, which should feel like a familiar story to you by this point. And because Abaddon can also literally be Hell itself, it's only natural that some stories posit Abaddon the demon as the rule of Hell, much as Hades is the ruler of Hades in Greek mythology. This is Abaddon's big claim, and it's not bad, but it's not super strong. Nonetheless, it was enough for at least one prominent Christian text, Pilgrim's Progress, to make Abaddon (under one of his synonym names, Apollyon) to be The Devil, so we can give him that too.

6. Sheol

The sections of the Bible that are written in Hebrew use the word "Sheol" to refer to the underworld/afterlife rather than Hades. Now, Judaism doesn't have the same Hell as Christianity, or the same concept of Heaven either for that matter, and Sheol is less a place of torment for the damned and more of a waiting room for the dead to hang out in until the Messiah comes.

Nonetheless, Sheol did get personified like Abaddon and Hades, and that personification (which, in some versions, is a batty old lady, which is fun) later became a demon in its own right, and thus, for the same reasons as Abaddon and Hades, has a claim to being The Devil by dint of also being, you know, Hell itself. Not the strongest, most popular claim, no, but a claim nonetheless.

7. Satan

Feels rather obvious, doesn't it? Ok, so, in The Bible, one of the characters who was retconned into being The Devil is the angel in the Book of Job who takes on the title of Satan. In the original context of the story, "Satan" is not a name, but, again, a title - a job title, really, roughly akin to "prosecuting attorney." The Satan in the Book of Job isn't a rebel angel, but an angel whose job is to argue for the opposing view point to make sure everyone is doing the right thing. Less "The Devil" and more "the devil's advocate."

But! Christians fucking LOVE the devil, and they want more devil in their Bible, so many translations treat (the) Satan not as the hard-working servant of God he was originally written as, but as, you know, The Devil, arch-enemy of God and justice. And so Satan becomes synonymous with The Devil, and over time more and more appearances of The Devil give him the name Satan.

I can see an argument for this being the strongest claim, because the sheer amount of works where "Satan" is treated as The name of The Devil is enormous. But I think it's important to note that many of those works actually treat it as a name for the devil, which is to say, not the only name. I guess a lot of modern works think the name is so commonly used that it lacks its punch, and so they have The Devil pull the "I have many names" schtick to sound more imposing.

8. Lucifer

So there's a part of the Bible that talks about a star falling out of Heaven as a sort of metaphor for how people can fall from grace. Well, good ol' King James translated this as not just a falling star, but specifically The Devil himself, giving him the name Lucifer, which means "light-bringer." The King James translation of the Bible is bad in that it's immensely inaccurate, but good in that it's a beautiful piece of poetry in its own right, and since it had the authority of a goddamn king behind it, it quickly became a prominent Christian text and is still the preferred translation of many Christian sects to this day.

So, you know, that's pretty fucking big as claims go. There is one incredibly prominent (if woefully inaccurate) translation of the Bible where Lucifer is The Devil. Kind of hard to fight that one.

But it doesn't end there! I would argue that the most influential origin story for Christian devils, the one that has become ingrained in the cultural consciousness as THE story of the War in Heaven, is Milton's poem Paradise Lost. That's where most of the tropes we associate with The Devil and demons and Hell really come together to form the great devil mythology - well, it and Dante's The Divine Comedy, anyway. You know which name Milton chose for The Devil?

Lucifer.

Well, ok, he also calls Lucifer "Satan" with about equal frequency, but still - Lucifer is The Devil of Paradise Lost. And because of the sheer weight that both Paradise Lost and the King James Bible have in culture, Lucifer has ended up being used as The Devil in countless works since! Not bad for a translation error, right?

While the sheer number and notability of literature that uses Lucifer as The Devil is kind of argument enough for him having the best claim, I'd like to add one more argument in his favor: dramatic irony. I think what draws people to Lucifer is the meaning of his name - "the light-bringer" - and how it contrasts with his role as the king of a pit of darkness and misery. "Light-bringer" is a heroic name, the name of a character who brings hope and joy, which makes it so delicious when it turns out our "light-bringer" is an utter bastard. It's just irresistible, isn't it?

9. Mephistopheles

A good number of demon stories - arguably the majority of them - focus on mortals who make deals with demons and end up damned to Hell for doing it. We call these stories "faustian pacts," and we do that because the most famous story of this kind is the story of Faust, a scientist/alchemist who makes a deal with a devil named Mephistopheles to learn the secrets of the universe and ends up doing a lot of sinning in the process. Since Faust is such a famous and influential story, it only follows that its main devil is frequently viewed as The Devil.

...except

In most versions of Faust, Mephistopheles is not presented as The Devil within the narrative. He's a henchman, a flunkie, with one of the bigger names like Lucifer or Beelzebub pulling the strings. So while there are a number of stories (including a few versions of Faust itself) where Mephistopheles gets to be The Devil, it's far more common for him to be a devil - perhaps a prominent devil, maybe even one of the strongest and a close member of The Devil's inner circle, but rarely the one in charge.

10. Baphomet

Baphomet is a god whose name and appearance was repurposed as a demon by The Church of Satan, and so while I have to admit that is a claim to the crown, I don't think it's a great one. First, nothing about the Church of Satan's belief system is meant to be taken genuinely, with them admitting that they view Satan/Baphomet as a symbol rather than a literal supernatural being they believe in. Second, by rights Baphomet should be allowed to be Baphomet instead of being literally demonized. I honestly think it's better for Baphomet to lose this race than to win it.

11. Iblis

Demons in Islam work differently from demons in Christianity. Rather than being fallen angels, demons are wicked Djinn - a race of people made from fire and smoke rather than ash and dirt like humans. Djinn aren't quite as powerful as angels in Islam, but do have significant supernatural powers that humans lack. Like humans, Djinn have free will and can choose whether to be good or evil - and those that choose to be evil reside in Islam's version of Hell, where they are ruled by Iblis, the first Djinn to choose the wicked path and the ruler of Islam's Hell.

Unlike Christianity, there isn't really any debate on this. Iblis is, for all intents and purposes, the CANONICAL ruler of Hell, The Devil of Islam, and thus has the strongest and really ONLY claim to be The Devil of that religion.

...but, at the same time, Iblis can't really be the Christian devil, because Christianity doesn't have Djinn, and all the iconic parts of Christian demonology kind of hinge on the idea of demons as rebel angels, which demonic djinn very much aren't. So while Iblis's claim in Islam is irefutable, he doesn't have one in Christianity. Ain't that wacky?

I think it should be noted that there are more-or-less canonical texts where Iblis isn't treated as purely evil, either, including one where he actively asks for help in repenting and is turned down because, well, evil has to exist, and someone has to rule over it, and like it or not, that's Iblis's job now. It ends with Iblis wailing that he has become the greatest martyr of Islam. Which is so fucking hardcore, I love it. In Christianity, the texts where we humanized demons are non-canonical at best and deemed heresy at worst, but Islam allowed it to be more-or-less canon. They saw the coolest takes on the Devil and said "yeah we can allow that" - so much more rad than what Christianity did with them.

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So, who do YOU think is The Devil? You know, from, like, The Bible?

[leebrontide]

I was watching some anime and started thinking about when I used to draw a lot of very sparkly anime eyes when I was younger, and thought I'd do it again. Very soothing.

Y'all have been talking about the beauty of various types of brown eyes, so here's a variety.

These are the characters from the Second Sentinels books (Secondhand Origin Stories, Names in Their Blood, Brittle Idols)

From the top:

Enoch- The quiet and reserved custom-engineered messiah. He was raised and educated by one of the genetesist who built him gene by gene to conquer the world in anticipation of a new golden age. He's not used to having the freedom to make his own choices and consequently makes some very questionable ones that come from a place of deep moral conviction and unexamined trauma.

Issac- Keeps saying he doesn't want anything to do with the world of pro superheroing and has 0 superpowers. Keeps winding up in situations where weapons are pointed at him because he has 0 capacity so not backtalk and because he loves his family. Perpetrator of the nanite incident, and is hoping to go to college and not spend his early adulthood dealing with felony charges.

Opal- She reads a lot of gothic novels (especially more modern, queer ones) but isn't thrilled whenever her actual life starts resembling one- which it turns out is a thing that can happen when you involve yourself in multigenerational superhero's families.

Yael- The only child of the US's most notorious and dangerous supervillians, raised among superheroes after their deaths. But xe's totally fine with that. No hangups at all about the cult that produced xyr genes or how taboo xyr origin has been for almost xyr entire life. Everything is fine and xe's going to be a superhero. Yael's all golden retriever vibes right up until xe's NOT- and xe hasn't got any hangups about that either- nope not at all!

Zipporah- She's got a whole array of genetic modifications and most of them don't work right. Unlike some people, she's perfectly willing to tell you about her trauma and that the process of being genetically rewritten because her foster parents decided she wasn't good enough, and she'll be charming the whole time. But there are plenty of others things you'll never get out of her.

Jamie- The weakest child of a superheroing family, she knows what she wants from her life, but has no expectation of making it. She has no desire to be a rebellious daughter but also 0 capacity to let things go, stay out of the way, or prioritize self-preservation. Her first crush, on Opal, hit her like a mac truck.

[sancta-seraphina]

THE SEPHER METATRON

Although this was included as a part of [Angeltober 2023 Day 22 - Theophany], I wanted these slides to have their own post, in case people are more interested in an introduction to the project instead of reading such a long excerpt.

You can follow updates for it and see WIPs of the illustrations on my patreon, where you can also see many more of my drawings and read excerpts from my other angel-themed projects. Text of the second slide is under the cut.

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The Sepher Metatron (Book of Metatron the Blessed) is a part of [The Divine Tragedy universe] and is written as if Metatron is speaking directly to the readers, taking them on a tour of the Spheres of Heaven. It is inspired by 3 Enoch, and it is in three parts:

The first part is the fully illustrated story, where the reader is shown all of the Spheres of Heaven and taught about the Hierarchy of the Angels.

The second part is additional worldbuilding information. It features a question & answer section with Metatron, tables of information about the worldbuilding, multiple maps, simpler explanations of the choirs & the names of their jobs, and a list of all of the names of the angels, both fallen and unfallen, in The Divine Tragedy series.

The third and final part is Metatron telling the readers the story of his metanoia—his transformation from a regular angel into the Angelic Mediary we know him as in Holiest and The Harrowing, since this transformation is only alluded to in Heresiarch (when it takes place).

[devine-devil]

Book Jacob : I killed Golan with just one accurate shot to the throat! What about you?

Movie Jacob: ...

Book Jacob: So? You didn't have a gun?

Movie Jacob: Actually, I had a crossbow... I just didn't hit it on the first try... Or the second... And not even on the third attempt, but the important thing is that in the end I hit an arrow.

Movie Enoch : Damn, why was the guy with the good aim only in the book?