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miss---lu · 9 months

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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.

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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.”

#enoch x reader #enoch o'connor x reader #enoch o’connor imagine #enoch o'connor #enoch #mphfpc imagine #mphfpc #mphfpc x reader

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berryazule · 1 year

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Enoch O'Connor Dating Headcanons

For the sake of this I'm going to place you as Jacobs sister (adopted or not, your choice)

So, he definitely wasn't a big fan of you in the beginning

Probably saw you as an extension of Jake and gave you the same treatment

However

As Jake goes out gallivanting with Emma, you're left behind

So you explore and accidently nosy at Enoch's room/built in organ archive

He'll probably catch you in his room when your back is to the door

Meaning he gives you a fright

And boy is he not impressed

Nothing gets said and you speed on out of there

The end kidding

He just seems to develop a nasty staring habit after the incident

It feels like he's trying to shoot holes through your skull

And everyone's but Jake notices (obvi)

From then on Enoch faces friendly teasing from every other peculiar

Even Emma badgers him on his latest obsession

Soon little flowers start randomly appearing

And you eventually catch one of his little dolls dropping them off

And you've had enough of his weird behaviour

So you go to try and find

But end up hearing him basically rant to Olive about how you're too pretty and distracting, blah blah blah

The absolute shock that overtakes him when he sees you is comical

Olive is quick to rush away with an ex use of needing to warm up the birds afternoon tea

There's honestly an awkward moment of staring

You just decide to bite the bullet and give him a little kissie on the cheek

And you just seem to start dating from then on

The end <3

#enoch o'connor x reader #mphfpc #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #dating headcanons #headcanon #enoch x reader #enoch o'connor x you

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1970sgothfreak · 1 year

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Me: *on character.Ai talking with Enoch*

Enoch: “I will love you even from beyond the grave when our time comes my love”

Me:

#enoch x reader #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine imagine #Miss peregrine character #miss peregrine movie #character x reader #character ai #Enoch #enoch o'connor #enoch O’Connor imagine #enoch o’connor x reader

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lovevuni · 10 months

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Double Dare Romance : Enoch O’Connor x Reader : Part 2 Success

Warning: Flirting, Fluff, slight dirty flirting (like two bits), Slow burn

Summary: You take your new challenge into effect, taking every oppurtunity to flirt with enoch to get him flustered in order to soften him up. Your only goal is to get under his skin and have him admit defeat. Is this when you succed?

A/N: Again I hate using Y/N but sadly have to. Enjoy~

Part 1: Challenge Accepted

You are unpacking your luggage in your room Miss Peregrine has assigned to you.

“Ah, Y/N. Always one step ahead of everyone else. I must say, I admire your tenacity.” Enoch says as you are unpacking causing you to look at him.

“tenacity?” You question not understanding the word.

“Yes, tenacity. Despite our initial differences and the challenges that arise when you’re around, you never give up or lose sight of your goals. Whether it’s advancing your mission or getting under someone’s skin, you always keep pushing forward. It’s an admirable quality, even if it does drive me mad at times.”

“The only thing I want under is you pretty boy.” You tease him causing him to raise an eyebrow at your amusing words.

“Ah, I see you’re still trying to rile me up. Well let me tell you, Y/N, there are much more effective ways to get under my skin than cheap taunts and insults.”

“I bet there is, but this is a lot more fun” You wink.

He chuckles at your antics, “Indeed it is, Y/N. And who knows, maybe someday you’ll find a way to genuinely get under my skin. But until then, I suppose I’ll just have to content myself with watching you try.”

Claire walks into the room announcing that it was time for dinner before skipping out of the room. (I love claire)

“The night is still young, Y/N. Perhaps we could continue this conversation over dinner? My treat, of course.” In your head you roll your eyes knowing Miss peregrine and the children make the food.

“We shall” You say as you grab his arm for him to escort you down to dinner.

He smiles as he takes your had, leading you out of the room and towards the dining hall.

“A charming lady like yourself should definitely make the most of social situations. Who knows, perhaps tonight will bring about a new opportunity to annoy each other further...or perhaps something more meaningful may come from it? Only time will tell.”

“Oh I plan on it” You finish the conversation as you take a seat next to him, planning your next attack.

He takes a sip of his drink looking pleased as ever, “You know, Y/N, sometimes I wonder what motivates you. Is it simply the thrill of the chase, or do you truly wish to engage in meaningful discourse with me? It’s hard to tell with you; you’re so elusive and unpredictable.”

“I’d never tell you” He grins at this.

“Of course not, Y/N. That would defeat the purpose entirely. Part of the fun is trying to figure you out, to test your boundaries and push your buttons. And yet, despite our differences and opposing viewpoints, there’s something about you that draws me in.”

You decide to end the conversation there and move your focus to Millard, conversing with him about different books you both enjoy.

Enoch watches as you begin to speak with millard about literature, “ Ah, a love of reading. How quaint. I must admit, though. I’m suprised to see you conversing with such a lowbrow individual as Millard. Then again, perhaps you seek to prove some sort of point by associating with those beneath you?”

You decide to ignore him and continue your convo with Millard.

He seems offended but stays silent as you converse with Millard, but continues to watch you carefully.

As you finish talking and begin to eat Enoch takes this time to try and speak with you again, “So, did you enjoy your chat with Millard? I must confess, i found it somewhat amusing to observe.”

“You’re observing me now?” giving him a shocked look knowing full well he was.

He smirks, “Indeed, I find myself fascinated by your every move. Perhaps it’s because we have such a strong connection. Or maybe it’s just that I enjoy pushing your buttons. One cannot be sure in these matters. What do you think drives your interactions with me Y/N?”

“You believe we have a connection now? If I were any better I would say your catching feeling now Enoch” You say teasingly as you run your foot up his leg under the table making sure non of the children see what is happening.

He laughs as he glances at your foot on his leg before meeting your gaze once more, “Oh, I know you are much too good for me, Y/N. But perhaps there is something about the way I challenge you, the way I push your boundaries, that appeals to you on a deeper level.”

“I wouldn’t say that now” You continue to move your foot up his body to a more intimate area of his, still making sure no one else can see.

He smirks leaning closer to you, their voices low enough not to be overheard, “is it possible that part of you enjoys the thrill of danger, the excitement of exploring forbidden territories? Are you secretly drawn to the darkness withing me even though it terrifies you at times?”

“there is nothing intimidating about you my boy, I’m just trying to prove that I can get under your skin” You whisper with your hot breath in his ear.

Gasping with shivers down his back as he feels your warm breath against his ear, “You certainly succeed in getting under my skin, Y/N. And yes, I admit it - there is something about the darkness inside of you that draws me in like a moth to a flame.” SUCCESS!

You laugh as you completely pull away from him in a succeeding manner, “told you I would get you”

He laughs, “Well played, it seems our little game has become quite heated. Shall we continue?”

“why should we, when I have already won.” You get up in victory from the table to help Claire get ready for bed, “Come on Claire, time for bed.”

He watches you leave the table and take care of Claire, feeling conflicted emotions swirling within him.

“Intrigued by your wit, intelligence, and hidden desires. Driven by the need to understand you better, to uncover the depths of your soul.” He says to himself.

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Part 3 : Only Fun

#enoch #enoch o'connor #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #enoch o'connor x reader #millard nullings #Claire #enoch x reader #enoch mphfpc #mphfpc

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khami-the-raccoon · 9 months

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Could I request (miss peregrine) Enoch x male reader?

Language: English

M!reader personality: He's cold and brutally honest.

M!reader relationship with the others: He stays away from the others, preferring to be alone.

M!reader peculiarity: If he drinks a living beings blood he can turn into them.

Ignore this if your requests are closed

Hi! Thank you for your request! I hope you like it :)

Enoch O’Connor x male! Brutally honest! Reader

Summary: Enoch x male reader, where reader is a reserved and very honest, and this causes the other children not to like him a lot, but Enoch loves him.

Word Count: 597

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In Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children, there lived a boy named Y/N. Unlike the other children in the home, Y/N was known for being a bit mean and incredibly reserved. He preferred his own company and rarely interacted with the other peculiar children. However, he possessed a peculiar ability that both fascinated and frightened his fellow residents – if he drank the blood of a living thing, he would transform into that living thing.

Y/N's peculiarity set him apart, and the other children were hesitant to approach him. He found solace and acceptance in the company of Enoch, who shared his sharp wit and mean-spiritedness. Enoch saw beyond Y/N's rough exterior and appreciated his brutal honesty. Over time, their bond grew stronger, and they eventually became a couple, finding solace in their shared uniqueness.

Enoch and Y/N found themselves spending a lazy afternoon together at Enoch's bedroom. Surrounded by shelves filled with delicate dolls created by Enoch's skillful hands, they lounged on the comfortable bed, appreciating each other's company. The room was filled with warm sunlight streaming through the window, creating an ambiance of tranquility.

Y/N couldn't help but express his admiration for Enoch's impressive work with the dolls. With genuine enthusiasm in his voice, Y/N began showering Enoch with heartfelt compliments.

"I really want you to know just how incredible your dolls are," Y/N started, his eyes lighting up. "Each one seems to possess a unique personality, and the attention to detail is simply extraordinary. When I look at them, I can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder."

Enoch blushed, appreciating the sincere words from his lover. He had poured countless hours into perfecting his craft, and hearing someone acknowledge his efforts was a wonderful feeling.

"I'm so glad to hear that," Enoch replied, the warmth in his smile matching the sunlight seeping into the room. "Creating these dolls brings me so much joy and fulfillment. Each one has a story behind it, and I pour my heart and soul into every stitch and brushstroke."

Y/N leaned closer, captivated by Enoch's passion and skill. "It's clear that your talent knows no bounds. Your creativity is a true gift, and your dedication and craftsmanship shine through every doll you create.

The room fell into a comfortable silence as Enoch and Y/N continued sipping their tea, their eyes locked in a shared moment of understanding and connection. The sound of their breaths filled the air, creating a soothing rhythm that seemed to match the beating of their hearts.

Moved by the affectionate conversation, they found themselves gently leaning into each other, allowing their bodies to intertwine. Wrapped in each other's embrace, they moved to Enoch's cozy bed, sinking into the soft sheets together.

As they cuddled in bed, words became unnecessary. The warmth of their bodies spoke volumes, expressing a deep bond that transcended any spoken language. They felt safe and cherished in each other's arms, cherishing the moment as time seemed to stand still.

In that quiet space, surrounded by the dolls that brought them together, Enoch and Y/N realized that they had found something truly special—a shared appreciation for their passion, and a love that bloomed from their genuine connection.

And as they lay there, comforted by the soft embrace of their newfound love, they knew that their lives would forever be enhanced by the art, creativity, and most importantly, their affection for one another.

#fanfic #male reader #enoch o'connor #enoch x reader #miss peregrines home for peculiar children

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mlgmtn · 1 year

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i just know

Enoch O’conner x gn reader, No y/n used

“i wonder what’s that like” you sigh as you look up at the stars thinking of abe and how he got to live his life while you were stuck in time, forever young. Enoch looks over at you his brows knit in confusion, “what’s what like?”. “to love someone that much, so much that’d you marry them and have their children and grow old with them”, you reply while still looking out into space. he bites his lip and thinks for a second. enoch used to wonder the same thing, the ‘what ifs’ and thoughts of having a life outside the loop was something that haunted him. but his life for the past eighty years hasn’t been bad so why trouble himself with the thought of a quote on quote normal life. as far as he was concerned living the same day for eight decades is normal. he turns away from you to also look out into the sky, “ i think it’s more simple than you’re giving it credit for”. “what do you mean?”. “what i mean is that you can love someone that much without those silly things like getting married or having children”. you smile slightly and turn your body to face him. “how do you know that enoch?”. a small and rare smirk appears on his lips, barely visible under the moonlight. “because i just do love.”

#mphfpc #enoch o'connor #enoch o’conner x reader #enoch x reader

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lolawassad · 1 year

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I just imagined y/n emma and olive welcoming jake w the school song from matilda and the rest of the kids joining and enoch just looking from his window smirking at y/n cus hes definitely in love

#miss peregrines home for peculiar children #x y/n #x reader #Enoch x reader #Miss peregrines home for peculiar children x reader #mphfpc #mphfpc x reader

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algea · 1 year

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please I’m begging you guys Finlay MacMillan is so unbelievably attractive

#finlay macmillan #enoch o'connor #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #enoch x reader

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offantasiesandreams · 1 year

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Enoch simp returns haha, was wondering about another x reader with intimate stuff with him, not something outright nsfw but like, I like to see him as being dominant and liking to fluster, maybe even intimidating (cuz I’m kinda into that haha) but not too far as to genuinely scare. I’m aware these are getting progressively more intimidate I just still have the biggest crush on the guy XD

Heya! I am starting to see a progression from fluff to something else here, my dear Enoch simp (I'm joking, don't worry, we've all been there!) And hell yeah, getting flustered is really good! I, personally, like bastard characters for that exact reason!

Intimate Headcanons for Enoch

As he believes himself to be a god, Enoch would be the dominant type when it comes to anything more intimate than a kiss. Sure, you can try to initiate something yourself, but expect him to take control almost immediately. After all, he cannot allow any kinds of misbehaviours at his workplace, not even from someone as important to him as you. Though, then again, because you’re so close to him he will show you who the real boss is.

If you do initiate something, he will get up from his chair and tower over you. That alone is usually enough to shoot fear in the eyes of the Elsen, but he is merely playing with you, and you know that. However, if you still like to act up, and especially act like a brat and defy him, he will pick you up and put you in his hand, telling you about how much you’re misbehaving.

Lastly, he will put his finger under your chin and make up look up at him, all the while telling you what he might need to do if you keep acting up like this.

However, he will still lavish you in big kisses while he can, even while showing you who you belong to. It’s important for him that you’re still comfortable above everything else, so if he even sees the slightest bit of discomfort, he will stop immediately and stroke you with his thumb instead, making sure to calm you down.

Even while in bed he usually gently pats you until you’ve fallen asleep. Seeing as he loves having you sleep on top of him, he makes it his priority you’re comfortable and warm, meaning you have your own blanket. Because Enoch is afraid of accidentally crushing you underneath his weight he doesn’t move, even in his sleep. He’s just that afraid of losing you. Yes, he may be a god and he may have everything he could desire, but he would rather lose all of that than you.

#off x reader #off (game)#enoch x player #enoch x reader #it makes me happy to see that the guardians have been getting increasingly more love too!#anyway sorry these are short #I know nothing at all about relationships because I've never been in one!#and you can only learn so much from fandom and fanfiction and headcanons haha #but I hope these suffice anyway!#have a good *insert daytime*!#may your simpery bring you happiness and good things only!

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cerise-on-top · 2 years

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Ok ok I think I have a idea for swap personality. It's kinda like a base start you can make up the rest . So what happened is that let's just say while fighting one of the bosses a reset happens and this time player didn't do it , it happened on its own . Their personality got switched but player and felt like it's normal for them

So maybe write what judge , zacharie, gardians (and maybe the elsen) thinks about it

Sorry if it doesn't make sense *poof out of exsistance *

Don't worry, it makes perfect sense to me! We did talk about that beforehand, after all! Again, it's an interesting concept! And thank you for indulging me on this one as well!

Personality Swap (Swap AU)

Judge:

It’s rather… odd to him, to see the puppet act like the puppeteer and vice versa. While he wouldn’t be particularly shocked by that outcome, training a stoic puppet was something new.

He would definitely voice that there was something going on, even if he didn’t particularly know what that might be. I mean, he is well aware of the personality swap, just not what may have caused it. Some things are beyond the eye of the cat, after all.

Considering the oddity of it all, Judge might just join you in your adventures to seek out the power causing this baloney. And if he doesn’t join you explicitly, expect him to be around more than he usually would, not only giving you hints, but also asking questions neither of you would know the proper answer to.

Zacharie:

The moment he felt another reset hit the game, he expected nothing in particular. The Player wanted to relive this adventure another time? Very well, he was up to playing his role.

When he saw an empathetic Batter for the first time, he was confused. Something wasn’t right after all. And when both of you claimed it had always been this way, Zacharie would play along for now. Considering his charisma, it would be easy enough. He was a video game merchant, he would show up when needed, and when not? He would look for that threat himself as well.

When Batter mentioned it wasn’t him, that did the reset, that was when he grew truly worried. With this information, he tried looking through the code to find out what happened, maybe even consulting his old pal Judge to find out more. But eventually, as he is a mere merchant, he would settle down and just accept it. Was he really capable of making a change, after all?

Dedan:

This would make fighting you either a lot harder or a lot easier. While the puppet was stoic, the puppeteer showed emotions and empathy, so perhaps he could make up for those times he lost.

Dedan wouldn’t care all that much about the personality swap, what was important was the fact he would win. This was really just another opportunity for him to do what was right to him. Protecting his people was one thing, making sure the other zones had been delivered the goods and resources they need another.

Overall, he will try to use this as an advantage to try and intimidate Batter a bit more, regardless of whether he fails or not. Keeping his zone impure and alive was his goal, and as long as he could achieve that, he could keep going, no matter what.

Japhet:

This was not at all what he expected, nor remembered. The saviour was supposed to be kind, not seemingly void of emotion. He had his doubts about whether or not that truly was the saviour, but who else would challenge him?

Japhet had his people to punish for their cowardice, his own sons, even if he knew it was wrong. While he couldn’t make amends on his own, he had been awaiting the two of you. There was little left for him to fight for but his own life, so he, too, decided to go all out. Even if he missed your kind voice at the end of the battle.

It didn’t feel right. Nothing about this did. If he could have, he would have reversed this. But alas, he could only accept defeat with grace as he watched his zone get purified, with you and Batter walking away as if a different time had never existed.

Enoch:

Another opportunist, even if he does try to find an answer as to what happened in his mind. If something was capable of tampering with the Player, then it must be capable of so much more. Definitely a threat worth thinking about as it could impede his sugar production.

Just before his first fight, he would tell you about what the two of you used to be like and what you had accomplished then. Even going as far as giving you a theory or two regarding what he thinks might have happened. But either way, he would give it his all to defeat the two of you and keep the sugar production working.

In reality, it’s really not the two of you that he fears the most, it’s whatever is behind your swap that’s making him a bit nervous. But no matter what, this dystopia had to go on. If something was to rival his status as a godly figure, then it was to confront him itself.

Elsen:

Not only would they be terribly confused, the ones of the first two zones would be even more timid and shy when talking to you as well. Batter was tall and his physique was scary like that, you showed little emotion and the tone you spoke in was very direct.

The Elsen would be more apprehensive than usual, confronting you even less if they didn’t absolutely have to and try to steer clear, if possible. You could gain their trust a bit by saving them still, like what happens in the residential area, but it would take a lot longer for them to fully trust you.

As for the ones in zone 3, they’d be even more aggressive, seeing you as an even bigger threat than before. They don’t care about whether any of this in that situation was right or wrong, you are enemies, you were going to take their sugar. You were strong, so they had to be as well.

#that's a lot of tags #off (game)#off x reader #judge x reader #zacharie x reader #dedan x reader #japhet x reader #enoch x reader #elsen x reader #was gonna add the Queen at first too but then I remembered she was only reader's friend #which is more than okay too #my woman loving brain just went extreme angst mode for a few moments #but luckily i calmed down #gotta add quite a few characters to the masterlis now holy dooley #and tomorrow is another blurb time #*cracks fingers* i need more coffee

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coryosbaby · 4 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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miss---lu · 1 year

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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.

#enoch o'connor #enoch o'connor x reader #mphfpc #mphfpc imagine #mphfpc x reader

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frost-queen · 7 months

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

Requested by: @puppysjy ,Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury, @imagines-by-her, @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

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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