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coryosbaby · 5 months

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Enoch O’Connor x angel! Reader <3

“Enoch! Give it back!”

Your citrine voice echoes throughout Miss Peregrine’s Orphanage as you chase the dark haired boy down. In his hands is your favorite doll, cracked but still beautiful, one Enoch had brought to life for you in the wee hours of the night many (of the same) days ago. He stomps angrily through the house, his jaw clenched, large back muscles flexing. Ignoring the squirming of the doll— aka, Mary— and her annoyed kicks, he tears open the door of his room and slams it right in your face.

How rude he is! All you had wanted to do was have tea with him and show him your new book. He had snapped at you, snarkily said something about “the both of you being too old for tea parties” and that he had more important things to do then do something so childish. You had snapped back, hurt from his words, and he had stolen Mary from you.

You don’t understand how he can be so cruel. His mood changes like the seasons— one minute he’s got a small smile on his usually dull face as he listens to you speak, making you toys that live and breathe. And then the next, it’s like you’re satan spawn.

You rest your back against his bedroom door, pouting. Tears begin to well in your eyes. You just wanted to show him your new book.

It isn’t long before you’re wiping your face and strolling towards Claire’s room. She lets you rant about your book without fuss, fascinated by all the tales that you had enamored yourself with. She also cheers you up about Enoch.

“He’s just in one of his moods,” she explained. A frown had formed on both of her faces, even when the one on the back of her head was gnawing on a chocolate chip cookie. “You know how he can get. He’ll cheer up and apologize, like he always does. Besides, he knows how important Mary is to you. He’ll give her back, I’m sure of it.”

You wonder how a child so young can be so intelligent about such things. But you guess that’s what happens when you relive the same day over and over for fifty years. You learn things, and in a way, still grow mentally.

After your talk with Claire, you feel better. You bid her goodbye, say hi to Emma as you pass her, and wander down the halls barefoot in your flowing pink dress. You make your way to the library for a new book to read.

To your distaste, Enoch is sitting at the couch when you walk through the door. You let out a little “hhm” sound, stomping angrily to the shelves. He’s got his head in a textbook about anatomy and looks up from it at the sound of your voice. He scoffs, then looks back down at it again.

Your fingers skim over book titles, some pretty and dainty, some horrific and covered in fine, dark print. You decide to pick a book by William Shakespeare— A Midsummer Night’s Dream. You scratch your feathered wings, beginning to read the book as you make your way back out of the room.

You pause at the door when Enoch’s voice makes way through your thoughts.

“You’ve read that one,” he murmurs, as his eyes scan over you.

You waver, hand staying on the doorknob.

“I didn’t know you remembered that.” you reply. You had read it years ago. Or, what you presume to be years ago. If you can even count time here.

“You recited it to me.” he shrugs, taking a glance over at your wings. They always fascinate him, even after all of this time.

“I know what I did, Enoch,” you retort, not having much logic in your sentence. But when do you ever? “Don’t tell me what I’ve done. You don’t have a right.”

“What sense does that make?” He questions snarkily, but you’re already out the door.

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Dinner goes without much fuss. Miss Peregrine looks at the two of you questionably, wondering why you didnt take your usual seat beside Enoch, but doesn’t mention it out loud. After the reset you head back to your room and immerse yourself in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Your lace nightgown drapes down your body in silky waves.

Your shoulders are tensed, your feet tapping nervously. You’re used to Mary’s porcelain feet dancing across the hardwood floors, her tiny giggles as she looks at herself in the mirror. Usually at this time of night, you and the doll will lay awake in the dark, huddled under your ruffled pink comforter, and whisper to each other. It’s the only way you can go to sleep— Enoch had made her to help with your nightmares, after all. Your nightmares of children with no heads, monsters that pluck out children’s eyes in their sleep. Your nightmares of losing the people you love.

How could he be so cruel?

That anger flares up again. With a forceful hand, you slam the book down onto your desk and stalk across the hallway. Your knuckles rap against Enoch’s door ferociously, and when he finally opens it you force your way into his room with curses spilling off of your tongue.

“I don’t understand, Enoch!” Your wings seem to glow a dusty red hue from your rage. “I’m nothing but nice to you! I help you with your experiments, I try to be your friend, but at this point I don’t know if anyone could ever..“

You stop dead in your tracks. Enoch’s eyes dart to his work table, as if he was caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to. You look across to it.

There, sitting happily, all fixed up, is Mary.

She has a smile on her painted face, and a new dress adorning her. Shes cleaned, polished, and almost looks brand new. All the cracks that were once on her porcelain skin have vanished.

“[y/n]!” The doll giggles excitedly, saying your name in words only you can hear. “Look what Enoch made for me! Isn’t it pretty?”

You gape as Mary happily twirls in her dress. Enoch clears his throat.

“She was filthy,” he mutters. “You should really start cleaning your things. It tracks dirt and grass all over the house.”

Turning to him, your stomach racks with guilt.

“You fixed her for me?”

He shrugs, avoiding your gaze, acting nonchalant.

“I’ve been meaning to for a while. It was quite annoying, watching her face caked with dirt everyday. And her dress was practically torn to shreds.”

You pick Mary up from the table, holding her in the palms of your hands. You press a kiss to her hair. The doll yawns.

“I’m tired,” she mumbles. “Can’t we sleep now?”

“In a moment,” you reply. “Why don’t you go to my room and wait up for me?”

She looks between you and Enoch, does that off putting giggle that would make anyone else uncomfortable, but not you. She hops down from your fingertips, and skips away to your room across the hall.

You hear Enoch’s bedroom door close behind you once she’s gone, and jump. The familiar raven haired boy brushes past you, taking a seat in his chair. His curls fall into his face, and usually you would move them away while he silently grumbled at you not to touch them. But right now, it’s different. You rock on the balls of your feet as silence fills the dark space.

“Enoch—“ you start, but the boy picks up a scalpel and throws one of his toys onto the table.

“I need the jar of hearts on the third shelf.”

It’s all he says, and you know that this is his way of saying he’s sorry. It’s an odd way, but it’s a way you’ve picked up on continuously. The boy doesn’t have the mouth to utter an apology, so he just brings things back to normal instead.

You scamper over to the shelves, picking out the jar he wanted, and sit it down beside him. A small smile grazes your lips, and you sit on the chair that he had put there just for you. He works silently, and his bottom lip pulls in between his teeth. You think it’s quite enamoring— sort of like your books.

Your mouth can’t seem to contain itself, and within minutes you’re speaking up again.

“Thank you,” you say. “I’m sorry. I should’ve—“

“It’s my fault,” he replies. “I…I shouldn’t have came off so brash.”

Without thinking, your hand brushes up against his.

“It’s alright,” you explain. “I forgive you, even though you haven’t said you’re sorry. But I know you are.”

He pauses. He can’t help but trail his eyes down to where your hands meet. You smile up at him, and he adjusts in his seat.

You kiss him.

You don’t know why you do, exactly. Maybe it’s the way he’s looking at you, like you’re something special. But your lips meet, and it’s sweet. Innocent, really— a small peck. His eyes are wide when you pull away from him.

“What was that?” He asks.

Your wings turn baby pink, and a grin spreads across your face.

“I just felt like it.”

#not enough fics ab my bf #also bunny?? not writing smut??!#ITS A MIRACLE #Enoch o’ Connor #Enoch o’ Connor x reader #enoch O’Connor x fem! reader #Enoch O’Connor fanfic #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #mphfpc #mphfpc fanfic #Enoch mphfpc

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zvdvdlvr · 2 months

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Look After You - 1. End

My throat burned from screaming the other childrens' names. I struggled to stay upright, but the baby I was currently holding was flailling around, already fighting from my protective hold.

My legs, too, were burning. I had been one of the eldest, tasked with protecting the others should something happen to Ms. Dove. Jensen, the second oldest, had been the one to evacuate almost everyone before the Hollows raided our home.

He had shoved little Quinten into my arms before yelling at us to go, promising to find his way back to us. Some of the younger ones (Lola- aged 7, Ella- aged 9, Tommy- aged 12) were by my side. I shoved them forward, telling them to keep running, to not stop, and whatever happened to not look back.

Ms. Dove had been the one to start the fire, taking her and the Hollow with it. Jensen had refused to let me run back into the fire, reminding me of the promise we had made to our mother figure. He pulled me and Quin into his arms and sent us off, promising to find us.

That had been 13 days ago.

#enoch o'connor x reader #enoch o’ connor x reader #enoch #enoch o'connor #jules writes 📓🖊#zvdvdlvr; look after you #fluff #series

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pink-princess-pussy-pop · 1 year

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Dating Enoch O'Connor Would Include...

From my Wattpad

Warnings: Sexual allusions, not proofed

- Being the only person in the house to see him smile - Stealing his sweaters - You asking him to zip up your dresses - Him obviously helping you - Teaching him to braid your hair - Hand-holding under the table during meals - You convince him to go on walks - And to actually spend time outside - And with the children - Enoch is SUCH a tease - Touching your thigh during dinner - "Enoch..." - "Yes, love?" - "Stop." - "I don't know what you're talking about" - The damn smirk on that boy - Enoch is protective - especially when Jacob shows up - You can't be in the same room as Jacob without Enoch being there too - he just can't risk losing you - You are going outside? Enoch is going too - Going into town? Enoch is coming with you - It does get annoying at times - You got up to use the restroom and so did Enoch - "What are you doing Enoch?" - "Coming with you." - "Enoch, I'm going to the bathroom." - "Oh." - You go to the shore quite often - He loves it when you smile - He smiles when you smile - Miss Peregrine loves you two together - She knew it from the beginning - Even though you had hated each other - She had to set rules once you got together - She caught you two kissing one time - Along with Claire - Enoch was so embarrassed - When Miss Peregrine and the children go on trips to the town, you have the house to yourself - He's like, kinda kinky? - No but really - You have to cover up so many hickeys/bruises - You are so shy when it comes to PDA - Even when it is just you two - Especially when it is just you two - his accent is so hot - him saying your full name?? - DONE. ABSOLUTELY DECEASED - He teaches you how to do stuff - And shows you, many, many things - GoD he's a dom - But he won't do anything you are not comfy with - You two are just so cute together

#enoch o connor x reader #enoch mphfpc #enoch o'connor x reader #enoch #enoch o'connor #enoch x reader #enoch smut #enoch o'connor smut #mphfpc #miss peregrine's home for peculiar children imagine #miss peregrines home for peculiar children

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maybanksslut · 3 years

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dating Alma LeFay Peregrine would include...

Requested by anon

Being her assistant in the loop

She had realized she could use some help taking care of the kids, so she hired you

The two of you calling each other “ms. Peregrine” and “ms. L/n” at first

You being the first one to actually get to know Enoch well

Literally becoming his best friend even though you were supposed to be his babysitter

Making small clay soldiers to prank Alma, even though you’d never admit that you took part in it when she asked

“Me? Prank you? I’d never”

Becoming closer when she once asked you to drink some wine with her in her office

Talking all night by the fireplace

Her telling you to call her Alma from now on

Working together for almost three years before falling in love, mostly because she was scared of commitments

Telling her you love her during one of the resets

Resulting in her almost not resetting the loop correctly

“You really had to tell me now?”

Kissing right after (when the kids were asleep of course, Miss Peregrine still has some self respect)

Not showing much pda when the kids were around, because it was “inappropriate”

Usually having small dinner dates at her office, drinking wine and eating some nice salad or steak

Her loving to tuck your hair behind your ear

“I like seeing your face, it’s beautiful”

The kids figuring out your relationship quite early and teasing you about it

“Miss peregrine and y/n are in lo-oh-ove!” “Stop it, children! That is very rude to shout out loud”

You calming her down because it didn’t really bother you that much, they were kids after all

“I suppose you’re right”

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lesbewriting · 3 years

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Enoch O'Connor [mphfpc]

gone 🥀

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Eli Cardashyan [daybreak]

lose you 🥀

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Stanley Barber

[ianowt]

relationship secrets ✨️🧸

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Peter Parker

[marvel]

little love notes 💖🧸

he has a crush on you 💭🧸

broken 🥀

ruined prom 🥀

operation mistletoe 🎉🧸

unrequited 🥀

hidden secret 🧸

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Draco Malfoy

[harry potter]

currently rewriting imagines

abusive 🥀

dating draco malfoy would include 💭🧸

#masterlist #daybreak masterlist #miss peregrines home for peculiar children masterlist #mphfpc #enoch o connor x reader #eli cardashyan x reader #fluff #angst #daybreak netflix #ianowt #stanley barber x reader #peter parker x reader #marvel #draco malfoy x reader #harry potter

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karlnapsity · 4 years

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PLEASE SEND IMAGINE REQUESTS!

I want to write a bunch of fluffy imagines leading up to my 18th birthday in a few weeks. (25th July). You can still request angst, I just wont be completing those angsty requests until AFTER my birthday. I'll try to get to as many as possible! depending on how many requests I get.

AGAIN, If you would like to know who I write for! then check my requesting rules I have on my profile.

~Ellie

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itsjustahuman · 6 years

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It’s okay, sweetheart (Enoch O’Connor x reader)

Requested by: Anon “would you be able to do an enoch o’connor x reader where the reader has tourette’s syndrome, and is having a bad day? and he like comforts them, idk. thank u ❤️❤️❤️”

Warning(s): Fluff, Comfort for tourette’s, Gender neutral reader, Mentions of bullying

Words: 453

Summary: The townspeople have been making fun of you because of your tourettes. Enoch is there to comfort you while you’re feeling down.

A/n note: Sorry if I depicted tourettes wrongly because I don’t have tourettes and the internet could be wrong when I’m researching about this. Please don’t be mad but do tell me more about tourettes or anything that I wrote wrongly about, dms are always open :D Also writing based on movie Enoch.

You sniffled as you sat on the couch with your knees pushed up to your chest. Wrapping your arms around your knees, you rest your head on it. You felt your arm jerk against your knee, then your shoulders raised up towards your neck before relaxing back down. You grunted softly afterwards before relaxing back into your lumped up position.

You could feel your fluffy blanket being put around your shoulders, you snuggled into it nuzzling it softly with your nose. The couch dipped on your right, before you felt arms enveloping around your shoulders, stopping at your left bicep. You didn’t look up, you knew only one person in your life would touch you this gently.

Enoch pulled you closer to his body. Another jerk, raise, and a grunt came from you before relaxing again. You looked up from your safe little cocoon to look at the brown eyed curly haired boy you call your lover.

“Would you like a cup of tea, love?” Enoch asked softly.

You nodded stiffly nuzzling back into the blanket that your sweetheart put on you.

You could hear the sound of the cabinet being opened and closed, the sound of the stove being turned on and the soft padding of feet on the hardwood floor as they got louder towards you. Enoch slid beside you again shifting you so that you were on his lap. Now you were sitting sideways on his lap as his arms slid around your waist. You brought your head out of the blanket shield and nuzzled up into his neck. A milder jerk, raise, and a softer grunt.

“Hey sweetheart, it’s ok. Everything is okay,” Enoch said rubbing your arm comfortingly.

You nuzzled deeper into his body.

“But the townspeople didn’t have to make fun of me for it,” you said sniffling slightly. You could feels your eyes start to water again. Another jerk, raise, and a grunt.

“Hey now sweetheart, no more tears. Tomorrow let’s go play in the town and bring everyone along as well to practise our peculiarities,” Enoch said softly.

You started to perk up at the sound of destroying the town people for making fun of you.

“That proposal does sound quite appealing,” you said smiling slightly.

“Atta girl, there’s that bright smile. Where have you been, love?” Enoch said grinning while looking at you with heart eyes.

“Nowhere, silly goose,” you said pecking Enoch on the lips then hugging him.

Another jerk of the arm, another raise of the shoulders, and another grunt. There’s nothing Enoch loved more than having you in his arms.

“Now go get the kettle off the stove, love. I can hear it whistling from here,” you said into Enoch’s ear.

#tourette's syndrome #enoch o'connor #enoch o'connor x reader #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #enoch x reader #finlay macmillan #mphfpc #reader insert #fluff #comfort #fanfic #romance #enoch o' connor x reader #movie!enoch #comforting reader #fanfiction #reader romance #inaccurate #requested

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d3nbroughs-blog · 6 years

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Masterlist

+ I do Polyships, ships, hcs, angst, fluff

x I do not write incest, pedophilia, smut with kids, -actors x reader-

Self insert in: Finn/Ella, grey eyes, tanned skinned, freckled(or other characteristic) girl/guy, tall/short girl/guy.

Musicals

Veronica Sawyer (Htm)

Justin Laboy (21CSt)

Michael Mell (Bmc)

Jeremy Heere (Bmc)

Connor Murphy (DEH)

Jared Kleinman (DEH)

Sonny de la Vega (Ith)

Emma Nolan(Ptm)

Alissa Greene(Ptm)

PJO/HoO

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Grover Underwood

Thalia Grace

Jason Grace

Piper McLean

Leo Valdez

Nico di Angelo

Will Solace

Mphfpc

Jacob Portman

Emma Bloom

Hugh Apiston

Millard Nullings

Enoch O´Connor

HP

Ron Weasley

Ouat

Henry Mills

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Will Byers

Jane Hopper/Eleven

Max Hayfield

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler

IT(Losers Club)

Bill Denbrough

Stan Uris

Eddie Kazpbrak

Beverly Marsh

Richie Tozier

Mike Hanlon

Ben Hanscom

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bronwyning · 7 years

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the mphfpc tag experience

1st post: Beautiful and diverse moodboard

2nd post: A sweet headcanon that maybe makes you tear up a little

3rd post: Enoch O' Connor X Reader smut

4th post: An incredible piece of fan art that was posted in 2014

#please dont take this seriously #plea se #but yeah its wild ngl #mphfpc #elsy screams #mine

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thepreppypeculiar-blog · 7 years

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You Don’t Have to Ask

Pairings: Enoch O’ Connor x Reader

Summary: You are the newest member of the peculiar family, your parents dropping you off just a few weeks ago. As much as you want to forget your old life, you still find yourself getting homesick every now and again. Lucky for you there is a certain someone that makes the loop somewhat bearable.

The past few weeks had been hard for you. In such a short amount of time you had to adjust to a new home, a new ability-or “peculiarity” as Miss Peregrine and her children called it-and most difficult of all, the realization that you would have to relive the same day over and over again.

Miss Peregrine was extremely welcoming when your parents dropped you off at her doorstep, scared and confused when it came to the power you could harness. She and the other peculiars made it easier for you to be yourself and you loved them for it but it was still hard to let go of your old life.

And now, sitting in the garden Fiona had created, you pulled out a your old iPod, your only keepsake other than a few books from the modern world. It was a miracle that it was still working and you only listened to a few songs a week in order to keep the battery alive.

The sun began to set in the distance and you sighed, letting your thoughts run wild. It wasn’t your fault that you were peculiar and it wasn’t your parent’s fault that they didn’t understand you but something inside kept making you feel guilty for some reason.

The sound of footsteps behind you pulled you from your thoughts and you quickly hid the iPod under your sleeve. Turning, you saw a headful of loose curls. “Enoch, you scared me.” you admitted as he approached you with a smile that only you could bring to his face.

“I thought you were Miss P.” you stated and he naturally sat beside you. “You’re safe. I’m just here to tell you that dinner is ready.” You slipped an earphone back into your ear and thanked him. “Okay, I’ll be in in a minute.” “You alright (Y/N)?” he asked worriedly.

“I’m just homesick is all.” You slumped back against the tree and Enoch spoke quickly. “I can stay out here with you for a bit?” His cheeks flushed and his eyes scanned yours, trying to read your expression. “Uhm, only if you want that is.”

You smiled up at him, admiring how he looked on this beautiful day and thinking about how it would always be like this with him. You couldn’t believe that the two of you had grown so close in such a short amount of time. Hell, you didn’t know if Enoch could be close to anyone.

“I would like that, Enoch.” you said and he once again sat next to you in the grass. For a while you just sat there, drowning out reality with your music and pointing out the occasional cloud, until Enoch finally spoke. “So what is that thing? I always see you on it but I still don’t know what its for.”

“It’s an iPod.” you said nonchalantly and he knitted his brows together. “Right, it is like a little music player.” you added and he nodded. “Cool. Can I...Can I listen?” His request surprised you but you obliged and scooted a bit closer to him, handing him the opposite ear bud.

“Wow.” Enoch grinned as the song went on, closing his eyes to better absorb the music. The lyrics carried and soon the two of you were humming along to Between the Bars by Elliot Smith, the words perfectly describing how you felt and making the tension rise between you and Enoch.

“Drink up, baby, stay up all night, with the things you could do, you won't but you might. The potential you'll be that you'll never see, the promises you'll only make.”

Enoch was closer now, his face just inches away from yours and his breathing growing faster. The only thing you could think about was kissing him-something you’d thought about often but had never actually done. But now, looking into his deep brown eyes, it seemed nearly impossible.

“Drink up, baby, look at the stars. I'll kiss you again, between the bars. Where I'm seeing you there, with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught.”

When he finally spoke, his voice was low and his words rushed. “Can I kiss you?” “You don’t have to ask.” you laughed and met him half way, eagerly placing your lips on his, the two of you sharing a soft kiss.

Side Note: This is my first ever imagine and feedback is welcome! Requests are open for all things MPHFPC! :)

#enoch o'connor #enoch o'connor imagine #mphfpc writing #mphfpc imagine #imagine #miss peregrines imagine #miss peregrine's imagine #miss peregrines #mphfpc #mphfpc fanfiction #miss peregrines home for peculiar imagine #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrines home for peculiar children imagine #enoch #enoch o'connor x reader

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zvdvdlvr · 2 months

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Look After You

Enoch O’Connor x Original Character

Description to be added (help)

Published on my new wattpad acc (zvdvdlvr) and will probably be updated earlier on wattpad then on tumblr.

Part One - End

#enoch o'connor x reader #mphfpc #enoch o'connor #enoch o’ connor x reader #enoch oconnor #enoch o’connor #fluff

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pink-princess-pussy-pop · 1 year

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Staying in Bed - Enoch O'Connor

Summary: A slow morning in the Loop

Warnings: suggestive at the end but PURE FLUFF

"See she won't wake up!" You heard Claire say.

"I think she's just tired, hon." Was Enoch's response. You slowly opened your eyes to see Enoch shuffling Claire out of your bedroom. You snuggled into your floral sheets and hear footsteps returning to your bed.

"Hi." You said, looking up at your boyfriend, his expression blank on his handsome face.

"You missed breakfast, love." He replies. You shrug, disregarding your grumbling stomach. You move over to the side of your bed, making room for him. He sits down on the edge of your bed, still looking at you, the darkness of his clothing contrasting with the pastel colors of your bedding.

"What Enoch?" You ask, pulling your white sheets up to get more comfortable.

"You're annoying." He stood up from your bed, walking over to your door. "Get dressed, we are going out today."

You groan into your sheets before making eye contact with your dark haired boyfriend, who is currently glaring at you from across the room, in the doorway.

"Now." You giggled, his accent making you laugh.

"Fine." You throw your blankets off of your body, the cold air of the house chilling you through your thin nightgown. Swinging your legs over the side of your bed, you reach for your hair ribbon on your nightstand. As you begin to tie your hair back, you hear your door shut. You see Enoch's feet walk closer before stopping in front of you. He reaches his hands to yours, letting your hair back down. Stepping between your legs, he lifts your head up.

"Or I suppose we could stay here." You finally meet his gaze, his dark eyes flaring. You nod shakily before he dips his head and kisses you slowly, pushing you back down into your bed.

#enoch o'connor x reader #enoch o'connor #mphfpc #enoch mphfpc #enoch o connor x reader #miss peregrine's home for peculiar children imagine #miss peregrine's home for peculiar children

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lesbewriting · 3 years

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karlnapsity · 4 years

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HEY SO IM OPENING UP REQUESTS!

tbh i dont think i even closed them at all. But anyways, please feel free to send me requests through the ask box. I'll try to get to as many as possible!

And MAKE SURE YOU READ the requesting rules, so that you know who i write for!! And you know what i do and dont write!!

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karlnapsity · 4 years

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there really be a lack of enoch o connor x readers on here. smh.

all i want is to show my boy some love, but i cant.

#enoch o connor #enoch o connor x reader #enoch o connor imagines #miss peregrines home for peculiar children

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itsjustahuman · 6 years

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An Eventful Morning (Enoch O’Connor x Reader)

Warning(s): Fluff

@shilohpug Hey there, you seemed like you liked the previous one and that really motivated me to write another one so here’s something for you since you seemed to like the previous one so much. ‘

A/n: I’m writing this based on movie Enoch.

Waking up in the mornings weren’t always that great but with Enoch always there in the morning it was definitely an improvement. It puzzled you that you were never caught by the headmistress yet. She has always scolded both of you for publicly displaying your affection for each other in front of the younger children.

“The younger children don’t need to experience your public display of affection”

The younger children always made fun of both of you as well.

“Eww Enoch just kissed y/n they have cooties now”

“Enoch and y/n sitting on a tree k i s s i n g”

It never bothered the both of you. If only, it was amusing to watch the children as they mock the relationship you have with Enoch.

Tossing and turning on the bed you didn’t feel that familiar warm presence on the bed with you. Reaching over the sides of the bed you touched the floor to check if Enoch was on the floor. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve kicked him off the tiny bed that barely fit you both. Not being able to find Enoch, you reluctantly opened your eyes and scanned around the room. You saw a figure hunched sitting at the table that Enoch always used to build his weird little homunculi. Seeing the curly hair atop the head of the person you instantly recognized it to be your boyfriend.

“Sweetheart, stop working and come back to bed with me” you whined.

“Hang on darling let me just put on a few finishing touches” Enoch replied.

You continued tossing and turning slowly getting used to being awake. You took Enoch’s pillow, hugging it towards your body. Pushing your face against the pillow, you sniffed it. The familiar scent of cinnamon, mint and a bit of musk filled your nose. Preferring his pillow over yours your hugged it happily while making little noises. Without you knowing Enoch has been looking at you the whole time smiling slightly admiring the human being on his bed. Clad in only his dress shirt and hugging his pillow happily he knew you were going to stay with him forever. The heart eyes you always made at him only supported that statement.

While Enoch was spacing out you sneaked out of bed slowly walking over to him trying not to make any noise with the creaky wooden floors all the rooms in the building has. Reaching his standing silhouette successfully not making any noise to break Enoch out from his daydream, you jumped onto him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Are you ready to come back to bed now?” you asked pecking his lips, then pouting at him slightly making puppy eyes.

“You know I can’t say no to that face, baby doll” Enoch said pecking your nose.

He lifted you up bridal style surprising you that you hurriedly wrapped your arms around his neck. Enoch laughed a little bit kissing you on the forehead and walking towards the bed with you in his arms while he took off his shoes. Tossing around on the bed happily you looked at Enoch from the place you laid. Enoch smiled lovingly at you before jumping into bed with you making you jump a little bit on the bed as well. He started tickling you which made you laugh like mad.

“Stop stop Enoch I swear to god I will hurt you if you don’t stop” you said while trying to catch your breath with little tears rolling down your face from the laughter.

“Fine, fine.” Enoch said huffing slightly.

He wrapped his arms around your waist bringing you closer to his body. You laid your head on his chest wrapping your arms around his body as well. Using one of your hands you drew little circles on the back of Enoch. You looked up to see him already looking at you. A smile started growing on your face while the two of you made heart eyes at each other. You brought your head up to make it seem like you were going to kiss him. Only you weren’t going to; you brought your head up and gave him a good long lick on his cheek.

“God damn it, darling. Why would you do that?” Enoch said while bringing up his arm to wipe your saliva from his face.

“It’s my revenge, sweetheart” you said smiling cheekily at him.

He stroked your thigh that was on show now as the shirt you were wearing rode up from all the tickling earlier. His big warm calloused hands felt good against your skin, it comforted you in a way. You brought your hands up to cup his face while using your thumb to stroke his cheek. Both of you started to lean in until the door to Enoch’s room slammed open.

“Come on love birds it’s time for breakfast, the bird is getting quite impatient” Emma said sticking her head into the room through the door with her hands covering her eyes incase she was about to witness something she didn’t want to see, then left while closing the door.

Enoch groans while buried his face into his neck. You felt him inhale your scent.

“Come on you big baby let’s get ready for breakfast you heard Emma, the bird is sure to scold us” you said patting Enoch on the back.

He let you out of his grip and both of you got ready to join breakfast upstairs.

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