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dragonsdendoodles · 1 day

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I don’t remember if I ever posted this here but if I did you’re getting it again because I love this absolute menace and his slightly concerning tendencies

#mphfpc #enoch o'connor #dragon’s doodles

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carmine-golde · 14 hours

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Documentation of a hollowgast

Drew this while bored at a lecture. I like to think it was illustrated by an ymbryne somewhere outside of the UK or America, with the help of a librarian (much like Jacob). Anywho. If there’s any info I missed or got wrong, lmk so I can update it :)

#mphfpc #miss peregrine book #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine #jacob portman #hollow city #art #hollowgast

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theducklingart · 12 hours

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Artists who like Mphfpc, can y'all reblog this and show me your version of the peculiars 🤩. I wanna see more art

#book #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #mphfpc #miss peregrine book #art #silly #headcanons

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trainwrecksys · 20 hours

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Btw idk about you guys bc Riggs is confusing but partially bc of what he said in an interview once I see Bentham as oldest and Alma as youngest sibling .I think. That makes the most sense.

#if caul was youngest Bentham would always have hated him/j #mphfpc #myron bentham #caul bentham #miss peregrine

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painted-lemon · 7 months

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um can we make this a real thing??????

please tag any other fandom that could use this meme format

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book-m0use · 5 months

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least favorite thing about small fandoms is i look like a stalker when i go through the tag and like a bunch of posts because its the same ten people posting

#i swear #i am a normal person #mphfpc #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #unwind dystology #hfwu #hell followed with us

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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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cissyenthusiast010155 · 8 months

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~𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓐𝓵𝓶𝓪 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓮 (𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓮’𝓼 𝓗𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓟𝓮𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓻 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓷) 𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮

#miss peregrine #miss peregrine movie #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children #mphfpc #mphfpc movie #eva green #Eva Green character #miss Alma peregrine #alma peregrine #Alma peregrine movie #alma lefay peregrine #peregrine

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magavir · 9 months

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

#mphfpc #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #horace somnusson #enoch o'connor #jacob portman

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just-call-mefr1es · 3 months

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damn i love book series written by a guy with R.R initials about a boy under the age of 18 with inhuman abilities trying to survive and finish wars along with his friends and builds a community along the way while also falling inlove with his companion

edit: and i forgot to add that they both have terrible movie adaptations

(i didnt watch the percy jackson movies, but ive heard from friends that are big fans say theyre bad)

#ik jacob then switches to noor but still #i would have two nickels #its so weird how they’re so similar😭😭#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #mphfpc #jacob portman #silly kids with silly abilities #i mightve been exaggerating with ‘inhuman abilities’ when it comes to jacob but #can YOU see a hollowgast⁉️⁉️#thats what i thought

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shobi-enzo · 10 months

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alma peregrine: y/n dear, its 3 am. Why are you still awake?

y/n: if you can eat chicken even though it is cannibalism for you, does that mean you can eat worms, rats, bird food and other birds if it's raw?

alma peregrine: BED. NOW.

#miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine #alma peregrine #alma peregrine x reader #alma peregrine x y/n #mphfpc #incorrect quotes #hahaha

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why-are-all-the-users-taken · 5 months

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Miss peregrine: I have no words.

Jacob: *narrating* Despite having no words she proceeded to yell at all of us for the next 45 minutes.

#mphfpc #jacob portman #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine

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bumble-bee-beatrice · 6 months

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

#mphfpc #bronwyn bruntley #emma bloom #enoch o'connor #halloween #hugh apiston #clair densmore #olive abroholos elephanta #jacob portman #miss peregrine book #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine #fiona frauenfeld #horace somnusson #noor pradesh

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coryosbaby · 4 months

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ᴅᴏʟʟ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ

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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masked-manticore · 9 months

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made a lil mphfpc comic!

Everything is taken right from book one! >:) go read it if you haven't (and if you have, reread it!!!)