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

no obviously that is two peculiar children playing chess with Miss Hawk there ymbryne caretaker

Shout out to those 20 gay kids who read mphfpc and keep the fandom alive

Happy birthday to Jacob Portman and shoutout to the 15-30 kind who are keeping this fandom alive

Teddy Bear

A/N: I decided to make Enoch like an older brother figure for Claire. Because oh my god that would just be so precious.

Enoch slowly opened his eyes as he saw the sun start to peak into his room. He groaned and turned over trying to avoid the light. He heard the soft pitter-patter of feet and he turned to look at the door.

Claire was standing at the door with her teddy bear. He noticed a small rip on the bears stomach. He sighed but beckoned the young girl towards him.

She smiled as she went to hand him the bear. He gently pushed his blankets off as he went to his desk. He pulled out the little sewing kit and got to work on her bear.

Once he finished, Claire gave him a hug and ran out of the room giggling. She passed Y/N who was leaning on the doorframe smiling at Enoch.

He felt a blush creep up his face as he made eye contact with Y/N. He quickly turned away as she started to laugh.

Softly her footsteps made the way over towards where he was sitting. She softly wrapped her arms around his chest, giving him a hug from behind.

Resting her head on his shoulder she whispered a soft, “You try to act like you don’t care about us, but secretly you’re a big softie. Your like a teddy bear.”

Enoch relaxed into Y/N’s embrace. He felt completely safe as he sat their with you. Y/N turned her head a quickly placed a delicate kiss on his cheek before getting up to walk away.

As she walked away, Enoch felt his face heat up where she kissed him. He brought his hand up to his cheek and smiled to himself.

“Enoch, are you coming?”

“Yeah”

He made his way out of his room and closed the door. He heard giggling and turned to see Claire standing with her teddy bear in her arms.

Claire was giggling at Enoch’s blushing face. He jokingly rolled his eyes, making her laugh harder. He softly ruffled her hair and then made his way downstairs to spend time with his favorite peculiar.

I was riding tricycles with Enoch O’Connor in the driveway of the Wattersons' house.

Woke up thinking about them and so I had to get them out of my system. Haven’t interacted at all with anything mphfpc in so long, is it still somewhat relevant I wonder?

loosely based on the pictures from the books and I think the graphic novel

That one scene of a map of days

Enoch O’Connor moment

Finally got around to drawing a fandom-favorite! Here’s my version of Enoch, with bonus clay guys :)

Posts the peculiars would make part 4 >:)

A cat's way (Reader x Enoch O'Connor ft. the cat)

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A/n: The cat has been changed to a male cause I thought it would be funnier.

Enoch sighed relieved seeing you sit alone by the tree. To be absolutely sure he looked around. Up and down hoping he wouldn’t encounter him. Behind him were Hugh and Fiona playing tag. Claire trying her best to join. Just a bit to his left he saw Olive helping Emma put the squirrel back up in the tree. Yet no annoying thing to be seen. Enoch plastered on a charming smile ready to make his way over to you. He took about three steps till he heard the annoying voice. – “Looking for me?” – Enoch turned his head upwards seeing the cat slide down a branch coming in view.

Enoch’s smile dropped, sighing deep. – “In your dreams furball.” – Enoch mocked back. The cat hissed loud dropping down in front of him. He came to sit down licking his paws. Enoch rolled his eyes at it, moving to go around it. The cat jumped aside blocking his path. It made Enoch groan annoyed, stepping more to the right.

The cat once again blocked his path to you. – “Let me through you furball!” – Enoch called out bothered. The cat licked his paw, then washed it behind his ear. – “If you say please.” – The cat answered plainly. It made Enoch boil, clenching his hand. – “Like hell!” – Enoch called out. The cat shuddered out a chuckle. – “See you getting all worked up over me.” – he responded.

“Y/n!” – Enoch called out having enough of his interruption. You jerked your head in his direction. – “Y/n!” – Enoch repeated waving his arms at you. The cat hissed loud jumping at him. Enoch stumbled backwards onto his back. The cat sitting on his chest. – “Get off!” – Enoch groaned out, wriggling to get the cat off him. The cat hissed again at him, pressing his paw firm onto his chest. – “Mister Fluffzpants.” – you said.

Instantly the cat turned to you, squinting its eyes to give you the sweetest expression. You bend down to pick your cat up. – “Are you playing with Enoch?” – you asked as you moved it close to your chest. Mr. Fluffzpants purred, snuggling his head against you. Enoch moved his upper body up. – “That thing is ferocious.” – he called out with a point. – “Mr. Fluffzpants?” – you answered confused looking down at your sweetest cat.

You pulled him up, pressing his cheek against yours. – “Look at him. He’s the cutest thing ever.” – you said as the cat purred against your cheek. The moment it stared down at Enoch disappeared all signs of cuteness. – “See!” – Enoch said desperately. You walked up to Enoch, offering him your hand. He took it letting you pull him up. You started brushing some dirt off him.

“There all better.” – you said. – “Y/n I…” – Enoch started taking your hand. – “Yes…” – you replied. – “Au!” – Enoch blurted out pulling his hand away from you. Your eyes widened seeing the scratch marks on his hand. – “Mr. Fluffzpants!” – you called out looking sternly at the cat. – “That wasn’t very nice.”

You dropped the cat onto the ground. – “Hey!” – it called out feeling tossed away. – “Oh Enoch does it hurt?” – you asked taking his wounded hand gently into yours. Enoch tried to hide his smile of victory. You carefully touched it as Enoch flinched at the touch. – “He’s exaggerating.” – Mr. Fluffzpants called out. Enoch shook his head trying so hard not to show he actually was. – “Hush Mr. Fluffzpants.” – you said with a dismissive glare.

Enoch stuck his tongue out to the cat behind your back. The cat hissed as you hardened your glare. Mr. Fluffzpants laid down begging for forgiveness. – “Let me tend to you Enoch.” – you spoke taking him with you back to the house. Mr. Fluffzpants got up, narrowing his eyes on Enoch. – “You better sleep with one eye open boy.” – he purred out. He then ran after you as he barely left your side.

You led Enoch inside the pink manor darting out of the way of a running Bronwyn and Horace rushing down the stairs. You crossed over heading into the kitchen. You sat Enoch down by his shoulders on a chair. – “Does it hurt much?” – you asked looking in some cabinets for bandages. Enoch was about to speak when Mr. Fluffzpants hopped onto the counter. He glared at Enoch, tilting his head to the side. Enoch gulped nervously.

“Uhm...not so much anymore.” – he answered. You found some bandages noticing Mr. Fluffzpants. – “You behave.” – you said. – “As always.” – he answered lowering his head in a bow. You cleaned his wound and put a bandage on it. – “Perhaps a kiss?” – Enoch said boldly offering you his hand. – “Perhaps not.” – Mr. Fluffzpants called out. You smiled touching Enoch’s nose. – “You are teasing me.” – you spoke as Enoch smiled nervously at his missed opportunity.

You rubbed Mr. Fluffzpants on his head before heading out. – “I’d watch your back O’Connor.” – The cat said showing him his claws. Enoch puffed loud. – “You better watch yours furball!” – he responded getting up. – “When you are dead I’ll toy with your body for funs.” – Enoch called out before darting out of the kitchen.

The cat gasped loud. – “You foul monster!” – Mr. Fluffzpants shouted dipping down the counter onto the ground. – “I shall have your eyes scratched out. Playing with your guts like a ball of wool!” – he shouted standing in the hallway. Miss Peregrine who had just left her study, cleared her throat. Mr. Fluffzpants chuckled nervously, dipping his head down. Miss Peregrine watched him run off like a scaredy cat. On his way he knocked over a jar. It crashed down, glass shattering around.

The cat gasped loud, stopping briefly in his tracks with a raised paw. Miss Peregrine’s eyebrow rose higher. The cat rushed up the stairs. Darting between Millard’s walking shoes. Millard nearly tripped over the cat. Mr. Fluffzpants kept looking over his shoulder hoping Miss Peregrine wouldn’t follow him. He jumped into a room, jumping onto Enoch’s lap. – “What are you doing?” – Enoch called out. – “She’s coming.” – he said scared plopping of his lap. – “I need hiding.” – Mr. Fluffzpants rushed through his room towards the shelves.

Enoch got up moving over to his shelves. – “No! Get out!” – he called out trying to catch the cat by his tail as it jumped from shelf to shelf. Enoch’s eyes widened as one of his jars toggled over. He was able to catch it in time making him sigh relieved. Mr. Fluffzpants jumped on Enoch hearing footsteps in the corridor. – “Who is it?” – Enoch asked feeling the cat’s tail draped over his shoulder. – “The bird.” – he whispered lowering himself.

“Miss P.” – Enoch gasped out as the cat hid in his sweater. Enoch squirmed as it tickled him. Mr. Fluffzpants moved to his back, grabbing onto his shirt underneath his sweater. There was a knock on Enoch’s door as it made them both gasp. The door opened as Enoch and the cat feared the worst. – “Hi Enoch.” – Enoch sighed relieved as it was only Olive. – “Hi Olive.” – he responded pulling his sweater open by his back. – “Now get off!” – Enoch insisted wiggling his back to get the cat off. Olive stared confused at the display.

She blinked confused when Mr. Fluffzpants dropped onto the ground. The cat hissed at Enoch. – “I saved your catty life!” – he called out. Mr. Fluffzpants bowed his head. It then rushed out of the room past Olive. – “Are you two getting along?” – she asked curious. – “No.” – Enoch responded loudly. – “Not even a little bit?” – she continued sweetly. – “We are not friends.” – Enoch declared. Mr. Fluffzpants made his way to your room as you were there to his surprise.

“Oh where have you been.” – you asked as the cat jumped onto your nightstand. – “You don’t want to know.” – he answered. He lifted his head up as you scratched his neck. – “Do you want a belly rub Mr. Fluffzpants?” – you asked. The cat hopped onto your lap, rolling over. – “You don’t have to say that twice.” – he purred moving a bit with his paws. You smiled rubbing his belly. You sighed soft staring into the distance. Mr. Fluffzpants rolled over, setting his paw against your chest, standing upright.

“What is it owner.” – he asked curious. You gave him a faint smile as he already knew what you were thinking off. – “Don’t think of that boy.” – he called out patting your nose with his soft paw. – “I can’t help it.” – you answered. – “You have me. You needn’t need anyone else. Never had.” – Mr. Fluffzpants reminded you. – “I know… but having Enoch around makes me feel something Fluffz.” – you answered. Mr. Fluffzpants lowered itself on your lap once more. Claire came knocking on your door telling you that diner was ready. After diner were you outside.

Walking a bit around as Mr. Fluffzpants was near you. Guarding you like he always had. He jumped, narrowing his eyes. – “Not a chance.” – he said to Enoch, stopping him from taking another step. Enoch sighed deep. – “Let me have a moment with her.” – he begged. – “No!” – Mr. Fluffzpants answered grumpy. – “I…you owe me for letting you hide from Miss P!” – Enoch let out to blackmail the cat. The cat turned his head rudely. – “That was hardly any saving. It was only Olive.” – he answered dismissively.

Enoch smirked. – “Then you wouldn’t mind me telling Miss P where you are so she can have you clean up your mess.” – he expressed with vanity. The cat remained silent looking anxious around. – “What cat caught your tongue?” -   Enoch pressed on. The cat gave him a side-eye for such a stupid comment. Then it sighed loud, sitting down. – “Fine, but only because you please my owner.” – he said, tail swishing over the grass.

“Thank you.” – Enoch said. – “Don’t mention it.” – Mr. Fluffzpants answered. Enoch walked passed the cat over to you. The cat turned watching from afar how Enoch met up with you. Seeing the joy in your eyes upon seeing him. – “Perhaps not so bad after all.” – he muttered with a smile. – “What was that cat?” – Mr. Fluffzpants meowed loud jumping out of his skin.

Panting he looked up to seeing Olive suddenly stand by him. – “Nothing!” – he groaned out annoyed. Olive bend down to him. – “Don’t worry I won’t tell a soul.” – she winked knowing the two of them warming up to each other. Olive left as Mr. Fluffzpants laid himself down in the grass, keeping a watchful eye on you from afar. Just like he always had.

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MPHFP Incorrect Quotes

Miss Peregrine - I'm sure Jake has lots of friends back in Florida.

Y/n (Jake's sibling) - *starts laughing hysterically*

Y/n - Jake? Having friends? Ha! That boys more antisocial than I am and I prefer animals over people-

Enoch - *desperately trying to finish his food without laughing*

can we talk about how jake and emmas main modivation in library of souls is "we need to find our freinds before the bad guys turn them into DRUGS" i dont know any other book where most of the main cast is in danger of being turned into DRUGS

i love these books

Part 3 of tiny-and-underrated-book-moments

Horace giving Jacob the scarf he knit for him

Miss Peregrine and her charges (colorized) - September 3rd 1940

Walks on the Beach

She came to the loop not to long ago, yet no one could figure out what her peculiarity was. She always dodged the question, never looking uncomfortable just not answering.Claire and Olive believed she must have a more scary peculiarity, otherwise why wouldn’t she share it?

Enoch watched as YN walked outside in the garden. He was peering though his window, just studying her movements. Her steps seemed to be with intent, all incredibly light.

He saw how Olive was walking on over towards her. Her heavy boots dragging in the grass. YN just smiled at the young girl as she continued on her path. She was leaving the garden and heading towards what looked like the beach.

Against his better judgement, Enoch decided to follow after. He quickly made his way down the stairs, trying to avoid his housemates, but he was not that lucky.

He ran straight into the bird and started apologizing profusely. She just tutted at him and gestured for him to follow behind her.

“Mr O’Connor what has you in such a hurry? Typically you spend your free hour after lunch working on those puppets of yours.”

Enoch just shrugged, but he felt a soft, warm feeling start to bubble in his chest. “I don’t know, just thought I’d spend some time outside with the others.”

Miss Peregrine narrowed her eyes as she looked at the boy. “You were going after Miss LN, weren’t you?”

Enoch’s face started to heat up as he went to shake his head. It was too late, though. The bird already knew.

“Mister O’Connor,” she stopped and gave a small smile, “you know Miss LN happens to go the beach during this time. She considers it her tranquility period where she can just roam.”

Enoch nodded. After seeing that he was still standing there the bird ushered for his to continue on his journey. He smiled back at her as he made his way out the door.

. . .

YN stood on the beach barefoot as she watched the waves. Her eyes were closed, so Enoch approached her slowly. Before he could open his mouth to say anything, she started talking:

“I know you’re there, Enoch. I can sense your presence.”

Enoch let out a small chuckle. “Was I loud?”

YN turned to face him and laughed. “No. You were very quiet, but you see, it’s my peculiarity.”

Enoch cocked an eyebrow, confused by what she meant.

YN just laughed again before continuing, “I’m what they call an earthwalker. I can control the ground kind of how Emma can control fire.”

“That’s fascinating.”

“Thanks,” she giggled. “That’s why I don’t like wearing shoes. When I have skin on the earth I can feel what’s touching it, what’s inside it, etc. I can also cause the rocks to shift.”

YN suddenly stomped her foot on the ground and Enoch felt the earth tremble below him. YN only smiled at his shocked expression.

“See? I can manipulate the fault lines.”

Enoch smiled softly as he went to take her hand. “You want to just sit here with me?”

“I’d like that. And maybe you can show me some of your homunculus creations.”