#miss peregrine's home for peculiar children

[dollkisses05]

i hateee when i have to put on my metal shoes to weigh me down or otherwise i will float up to the skies 😒😒

[marygih]

Here Miss Peregrine was fantastic

[theducklingart]

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

[carmine-golde]

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 :)

[lovrwz]

☆ • 𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘗𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴 •

★ • 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘶 𝘶𝘴𝘦 •

[qvotable]

When someone won’t let you in, eventually you just stop knocking.

Ransom Riggs; Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

[masked-manticore]

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!!!)

[neverspoetic]

I'm literally a teacher's pet. this is beyond my strength

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

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.

[ilovedonnabeneviento]

I rlly need to make more content 4 re8 but I have photos of miss peregrine so there's that

[milfswriter]

Touch

Alma Peregrine (and the children?) x Reader

Summary: very physically affectionate reader headcanons

Another lovely request from @queerpersonified <3

You couldn't keep your hands to yourself to save your life

Especially in the kitchen

Alma looks so nice and domestic as she stirs the pot of soup you have to wrap your arms around her as you looked over her shoulder

Despite what Alma thinks, you didn't care if the children saw you.

She's your wife, after all. You can do whatever you want.

"Y/n." "Hmm?" kiss "the childr-" another kiss

Alma holds both your hands too tight in time when the children yell "EWW" as they see the both of you kissing, stopping you from giving them the finger

morning cuddles are a must or Alma thinks you might explode

At least you make good tea, or she wouldn't tolerate waking up too early for cuddles

As mentioned in my household headcanons, late-night swaying in the kitchen after reset has become a part of your routine

You're like that with everyone, she discovered, it's just how you function

Ruffling Enoch's hair in the morning

Giving Millard a pat on the back for having clothes on for once

Kissing Fiona's and Bronwyn's cheeks for bringing the carrot for supper

Patting Olive's boots after helping her put them on

They love your hugs, you'd never turn them down when they ask for one

legs touching during dinner and movie night, a grin on your face as Alma turns to face you, shaking her head with a small smile

She wouldn't trade you for the world.

Taglist:

@ara-a-bird @mmemalwa @multifandomfix @thenazwife @mistysswampmud @yelenablshop @acornacre @yourfavdummy

[literal-loco-with-romantic-soul]

So we had a terrible movie about "A Series of unfortunate events" and then an amazing tv show.

Then we had a terrible movie about "His dark materials" and now an amazing tv show.

We have a terrible movie about "Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children" so I'm waiting for an amazing tv show. Where is it?

[punkxcalibur]

rereading miss peregrine's peculiar children. i love hugh so much.

[disneyboot]

[peregrine21]

(photo from pinterest)

quick reminder for y'all to fill out the updated tag list for me please! (2 posts down, the form specifically says updated in the title) apologies for any inconveniences, there was some confusion on the original and some usernames didn't register, there is also a new character/fandom added (Larissa Weems, Wednesday).

~~to the fic :)

Elegantly off schedule - Miss Peregrine x Reader

Pairing: Alma Peregrine x Reader

Includes: fluff, gorgeous gorgeous Alma

Warnings: slight jealousy on y/n’s part? But its alr Alma helps <3

Word Count: 508

Brief Description: Mini fic of Alma being gorg and putting y/n in absolute awe with her elegance and grace and beauty before they go on a dinner date. (tiktok prompt).

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You’d already been waiting 15 minutes for Alma to come downstairs for your dinner date. It wasn’t like her to be late or take this long to even get ready for a date night. You had planned ahead anyway– something you’d picked up from Alma– so you weren't worried about missing your reservation. You just wanted to make sure she was alright and not rush her. Ever since Barron had showed up that one day, you couldn’t help but be anxious. You walked up to her room and gently knocked on the door to check on her, “Alma, darling, is everything alright? Do you need anything?” You stood there waiting for a response, and after a moment, she finally responded, “I’m alright love, I’ll be down soon!” You descended the stairs once more and sat on one of the chaises in the parlor as you waited, picking up the book you’d left on the side table earlier. Your dress splayed out on the chaise and the floor as you sat. Only a few pages in, you heard Alma’s door open and close again. You placed the book back on the table and looked up towards the staircase expectantly. As you heard her heels click rhythmically down the stairs, your heart started pounding out of your chest. You’d been together years now, but every date still felt like the first. 

Alma finally appeared at the top of the stair landing. The sight of her left you absolutely awestruck. She’d always dressed nicely for your dates but never to this caliber. She wore a floor length black dress with an off-the-shoulder neckline and a double slit in the front of the skirt revealing her delectable legs as she descended the staircase. Her hair was curled and pinned up in elegant perfection and her makeup done to match. You hardly processed her descending the stairs from the pure awe you were in admiring her beauty. When she made it down the staircase and approached you, your senses were filled with her perfume that you’d bought her for your last anniversary– the one she only brought out on special occasions. Between her appearance and the perfume, you were in absolute ecstasy; It made you want to scoop her in your arms bridal style and carry her back into her room. 

Your mood dropped however after a few moments passed and you could come down to your senses a bit. If she sent you over the moon this easily, imagine the other people round town and in the restaurant you were going to. Imagine the cat calls and the other people trying to steal her attention as she passes by them in all her elegance and grace. A pair of taloned hands cradled your cheeks, pulling you out of your thoughts, “I’m yours darling,” she whispered, smiling at you, “Only yours, no one else's. Understand?” You look into her eyes in awe once more and nod silently. She pulls you closer into a loving kiss before you both head off to dinner together.

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[masked-manticore]

Historically accurate MPHFPC designs! (Or as accurate as I can make them :'D)