#Mphfpc

[devilsaquamarine]

God Damn you tumblr. Every damn time I come on here and see all the discussions and art about the miss peregrine books you make me want to listen to them all over again. but I know if I do I won’t have the energy to see it through and it’ll just become another thing in thr back of my mind nagging at me.

WHY MUST YOU ALL BE SO COOL.

[dragonsdendoodles]

WAIT WAT IM NOT SUPER WELL VERSED IN THIS FANDOM YET BUT WYM ENOCH IS NOT A RAPIST WHO SAID HE WAS?? HES TWELVE? HES A BABY?

Archive of Our Own REALLY likes making him one and I hate it. There’s a solid page of the Enorace tag (a small tag! It has exactly 100 fics!) that is almost entirely omegaverse/mpreg or rape fics and I just

Can we not. Please

I just want my boys to be happy I did not ask for smut of the twelve year olds can we please stop

[y0ur-l0cal-1nvisible]

I just scrolled upon a YouTube shorts ad for a radio that played 1930’s/1940’s Christmas music. Do not ask how long I sat there giddy like a fuckin 5 year old I don’t wanna tell you

[luvlliie]

ok so in celebration of winter break i’ve decided to post my two wonderful wives emma and bronwyn 🙈

ignore the tape i thought they’d look pretty on my new sketchbook :3

this is like the .0003th time i’ve drawn humans so they look kinda the same (i don’t care)

i obviously don’t think they look like this canonically (there wasn’t shit else to do at school) alright enough yap 😐😐

[starrieslove]

oh if i only knew..

light spoilers for hollow city !!

Okay okay, Emma and Jacob being the best book relationship ever? Yeah. I refuse to call anything I say from this point on corny because it’s just the truth

Emma and Jacob have the most beautiful, joyous, (honestly realistic) relationship I’ve ever read. I will say I’m only a good halfway through hollow city right now but I doubt that matters much. It’s so willingly mutual between them that it makes me cry. Everytime i read a scene between them, even if it’s not romantic, it makes me feel like I’m right there watching it unfold. Of course, Ransom plays a part in that beauty but still. It’s so rare to see two characters working so magnificently together. Every romance in that story is amazing but I’m always gonna be bias to Emma and Jacob. It’s literally in his blood to love her. And hell, why not, Hugh and Fiona too. Not the blood part obviously. We don’t get all that much of them but my god, there’s something about them. He met her in a flower field while feeding his bees? Are you kidding? Are you kidding me? You’re kidding me. That’s. Augh. Absolutely serendipitous

oh hey by the way, I’ve got an emma and Jake playlist. Anyone want to see it? Song recs are also welcome💗🗣️

[painted-lemon]

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

please tag any other fandom that could use this meme format

[book-m0use]

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

[frost-queen]

To be truthful (Reader x Enoch O'Connor)

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Emma was finishing setting up the table with Fiona. Holding some of the plates, she tilted her head to look into the hallway. – “Didn’t I call for diner a minute ago?” – Emma said out loud, turning around to look at Fiona for confirmation. Fiona shrugged her shoulders, placing a bowl with fresh cut carrots on the table.

“Should I call again? Miss Peregrine insists upon punctuality.” – Emma rambled on, getting nervous that no one was coming through the door. Setting the plates down on the table she had made up her decision. – “I’m calling them!” – she made clear, holding her hands to her hip.

“You’ve just called.” – Fiona answered with a roll of her eyes. Emma was about to shout when Hugh and Claire came running in. Almost running Emma over with their game of tag. Fiona jumped in front of them to stop them before they would bump against the counter.

With her calm hands, she brought them to a stop. Both were panting loud. Fiona simply had to point at Emma then at the table for them to understand. Horace and Millard entered a moment later. Horace chattering loudly as he blindly went to his seat.

Olive and Enoch joined as well. Olive having a soft smile on her lips. They both went to their seats at the table. Emma looked into the hallway with a worried look. – “Where is Y/n?” – she asked. – “Didn’t you call her?” – Emma turned to Olive and Enoch. Enoch sat down, pulling his shoulders up.

“Do I look like her babysitter?” – he answered rudely. Olive gave him a little glare to not be so negative from across the table. Emma’s gaze fixed on the clock, knowing Miss Peregrine would arrive any moment for diner. It made her panic that you still weren’t here.

Enoch jumped out of his skin, startled as he gripped the edges of his chair with a tight grip once you had popped up behind him. – “Bloody hell Y/n!” – he cursed out that you had scared him. You placed your hands on his shoulder, coming to lean over his shoulder.

“Did I startle you Enoch?” – you asked sweetly as he pushed your grip off him. Groaning in annoyance. – “Good of you to join us Y/n.” – Miss Peregrine said entering the room. You quickly went to your seat right across from Emma. – “Good day Miss Peregrine.” – you all called out in unison as she went to sit at the head of the table.

“Fiona splendid work with the vegetables.” – she complimented. Fiona smiled sheepishly, leaning back in her seat rather bashful. – “Now shall we eat.” – she unfolded her napkin to lay it on her lap. The moment was set as everyone got in motion. Reaching for food, chatting and laughing away. From at the other head of the table, you noticed Enoch staring at you or rather glaring at you.

You moved a bit forwards so he could see your face fully. You returned his glare with a sweet smile. Enoch only narrowed his eyes more, swallowing hard. Olive gave him a nudge. – “Stop glaring.” – she whispered to him. Enoch exhaled soft, turning his head away. – “It’s okay Olive. I know Enoch means well.” – you told her with another smile.

Enoch clenched his jaw, trying not to freak out about that. – “Don’t make assumptions for me!” – Enoch replied. – “Why do you dislike Y/n so much?” – Horace questioned as everyone adored you. Enoch leaned a bit forwards. – “Stay out of it.” – he shout-whispered. Miss Peregrine observed from afar. When you turned your head, you caught up with her gaze. With a soft smile, she winked at you.

After diner, the youngest ones were free to play, while the older ones were left to clean the table. You started collecting plates, stacking them on each other. Emma stood by the sink, letting water down to start the dishes. You popped up beside her, giving her a soft fright. – “Goodness Y/n.” – Emma blurted out, one hand on her heart. – “Can’t you just walk. The table is right there.” – she pointed out at how close it was.

It would only take one a few steps to reach her. Yet you chose to teleport yourself beside her. – “Y/n likes to be special.” – Enoch mocked holding a few glasses. You teleported away from Emma, appearing behind Enoch. – “I like teleporting.” – you told him as he had jumped back. With a loud groan he handed the glasses over to Olive.

You started collecting the cutlery. – “Y/n.” – Emma said daringly with a warning finger to not pop up behind her. You puffed soft. – “You are no fun.” – you mumbled, walking up to her instead of teleporting. – “Satisfied?” – you asked dropping the cutlery in the sink. – “Very.” – Emma responded, patting you on the head.  – “Now help me.” – Emma took a towel, laying it on your head, having a laugh at it. You pulled it down.

Giving her a nudge with your hip against her to make some room. Emma started washing the dishes as you dried them. Olive and Enoch putting away the left overs into the fridge. Whilst Enoch was working, he couldn’t help himself but admire you. Gaze upon you and watch what you were doing. Olive noticed it, giving him a little nudge in the side.  – “You are staring.” – she whispered in his ear. – “I am not.” – Enoch grunted out.

He quickly averted his gaze, yet he kept being drawn to you. Emma and you were chatting whilst finished the dishes. Olive joined the two of you, putting the dishes away. Enoch cleaning the table. After cleaning, you immediately popped away. Emma shrugged her shoulders, leaving the room to head outside. Enoch left as well with Olive right behind him. – “Are you going to play with your dolls?” – she asked, holding her hands behind her back.

“Maybe.” – he responded, looking over his shoulder to her. A part of him wondered where you were. With a soft sigh, he went upstairs with Olive. Pausing almost at the top of the stairs, he saw you walk across the hallway to your room. There you were. Olive poked him in the back to move. Enoch got in motion, heading for his room as he couldn’t help himself but glance at your door. Olive noticed it, stopping to knock on your door. – “What are you doing?” – Enoch panicked.

“Asking if Y/n wants to join. Don’t you want that?” – she said having a sense of his feelings towards you. It had become clear to her for a while now that his act of dislike towards you was just a charade. A façade to hide behind. Enoch tugged his hands in his pocket, looking away. Olive knocked again as you hadn’t opened the door yet. Grabbing the handle, she opened the door. – “Y/n?” – she asked softly, popping her head inside.

To her surprise your room was empty. – “Must have teleported out.” – Olive let out, closing the door once more. With a smile, she returned to an almost sweating Enoch. – “Now you mustn’t worry. She’s not here.” – she teased, patting him against his shoulder. They entered his room as Enoch went to sit. A doll in front of him on the table. Olive picked up one of his tools, already presenting it to him.

“Thank you.” – he said accepting the tool. He started working on the doll. – “Enoch.” – Olive started, hearing him hum loud. – “You like watching Y/n do you not?” – she asked as he nearly had a heartache. With wide eyes, he dropped his tool. In shock turning round in his chair to her. – “What?” – he called out. Olive giggled amusingly. – “I’ve noticed you watch Y/n a lot from afar.” – she explained. Enoch puffed loud. – “I do not.” – he replied turning back to his doll.

“It’s alright Enoch, you mustn’t be frightened of it.” – Olive went on handing him another tool. – “Of what?” – Enoch answered bitsy. – “Of having feelings for Y/n.” – Olive finished. Enoch’s hand slipped as he broke a piece off the dolls porcelain chest. He turned around getting up. – “I do not have feelings for Y/n!” – he shouted as Olive was unimpressed. – “Enoch, just admit it. Why are you even scared to admit it?” – she asked. – “I don’t have anything to admit as it isn’t true!” – he made clear with a glare.

“Liar!” – Olive shouted back, having enough of him lying to himself. – “You like Y/n and you are too afraid to admit it.” – she started, poking him in the chest. – “So you better stop being so scared and let yourself love her!” – Enoch fell back in his chair with her sturdy poking in his chest. Speechless, he stared at her. He had never seen her speak so loudly or react so vibrant. – “So Enoch O’Connor, you are going outside, find Y/n and be nicer to her as a beginning.” – she ordered him, pointing firm at the door.

Enoch shook his head, not wanting to do it. Olive removed a glove, showing her hand that caught fire to him. – “Don’t make me burn your puppets.” – she threatened. Enoch stumbled out of the chair, sweating with shock as he rushed downstairs to do as he was told. Too afraid Olive might actually burn his puppets or himself for the matter if he didn’t act upon his feelings. Olive sniffed out the fire, having a satisfying smile on her face.

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[derpyy-y]

becoming obsessed with a book series was NOT on my 2024 bingo card!! i didnt even know i could read!!

anyways here is my miss peregrine lineup for the children! ,,,i somehow forgot about the title character and only noticed once i was done lining LMAO— i’ll draw my design for her another time and maybe some other characters. i am sorry miss P i knew something was wrong 💔

kind of iffy on emma, enoch, & jacob but i can tweak them later on if i draw em more BAHAH

anyways my favorite character in the books is horace 🩷🩷 my little fancy prophetic boy . although my favorite designs i did are hugh & fionas :)

i took some inspo from the graphic novels by cassandra jean bc i did really love them!!

anyways i love these books so much if you also like them LET ME KNOW I NEED FRIENDS

extra

[tuscyanie]

mphfpc girls

do you guys have any headcanons about the peculiars??

[zelcii]

millard: today's officially one year since i've had surgery.

hugh: wooo congrats king!! 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

millard: surgery on my shoulder??? from when i got shot???

hugh: wooo congrats king!! 🇺🇲🇺🇲🇺🇲

[4spiryn4]

Millard and Emma reading whatever.

I just really wanted to draw them together,, Like-They are best friends and i love them so much.

[dragonsdendoodles]

Tell us something you wish the fandom remembered more about a character if your choice

Horace sleeps with his eyes open

Jacob’s a gifted kid

One time Fiona had a wool hat (beanie) and she gave it to Millard

Hugh and Bronwyn have canonically killed people and Enoch hasn’t

Enoch is at least emotionally intelligent and he proves this multiple times

Enoch being a jerk is masking and he proves this multiple times

Hugh has fuzzy striped socks (they’re bee socks they’re absolutely bee socks I will die on this hill)

Jacob, at one point and at least in his own perception, was chubby (on a similar note: Enoch can wear Jacob’s clothes)

Enoch slept in a broom closet once

Julius is an adult and Horace is not

Bronwyn exists

Victor’s character is entirely fanon we do not canonically have a damn clue what he was like other than the fact that Enoch said he was his friend, he was Bronwyn’s brother, and one time he accidentally sunk a boat with everyone else on it

Fiona has two lines of dialogue in the entire series and she has such a thick Irish accent that Hugh had to make her slow down for anyone to understand her

Fiona (and presumably Hugh if he wasn’t leapfrogging) is the oldest peculiar. It’s not Enoch. She’s sixty years older than he is

Emma was written the exact same way as Noor was before she and Jacob broke up. The only differences are that Emma is worse at communication and Jacob feels less of a need to protect her than Noor

Millard never apologized to Hugh or Fiona (also hot take I guess but I don’t think second trilogy Millard was out of character at all)

Enoch is not a rapist.

Horace is just as snarky as Enoch is

Horace is very capable of taking care of himself. He just also has anxiety

Jacob canonically has PTSD and anxiety (and possibly depression)

I am also guilty of this but nowhere does it ever imply that Enoch has depression I don’t actually know where we got that

Hugh has chubby cheeks

Horace at least used to have a lucky pillow

Emma was never over Abe and it’s very obvious if you pay attention to her character and that does not make her a bad person it makes her flawed and that makes her realistic

These are all children. They are also words on a page that do not exist to be anything but thoughts in someone’s mind. You may do with that what you will but that does not make your actions free of criticism

Liking a character does not equate to agreeing with their actions. Disliking a character is valid regardless of your feelings on that character.

[its-not-jazz-hands]

Jacob Portman ily sm

[ravisconverse]

While I can appreciate both the mphfpc film and the books in their own separate sense, I just can’t help but criticise the film for some of the changes they made.

The aging down of Bronwyn and the aging up of Olive got rid of Bronwyn’s protective trait of the two younger girls.

The peculiarity switch between Emma and Olive was also so pointless. I mean I guess that it kind of makes sense with Emma being like the main “love interest” and her being the zephyr kind of fits more with Burton’s aesthetic, but it’s still very annoying, we deserved firey Emma.

The loop day. What was the purpose of changing the year to 1943 instead of 1940? It makes no sense, just keep it at 1940.

The postcard from Alma. In the books it was 15 years ago, which allowed for more doubt as to whether she would be alive or not. Reducing it to 2 years takes that away.

Every time I rewatch the film and I see the Olive/Enoch relationship I feel sick to my stomach. Enough said

Fiona’s entire character was ripped away and rewritten. Yes her backstory may have been considered too dark for the film, but come on you didn’t have to age her down, reduce her peculiarity and take away her selective mutism.

The aging down of Hugh, Millard and Horace really annoy me. Why are they children? I wanted sassy 17 year old Millard who is angsty and studious and sarcastic, Hugh who both loves and hates being peculiar and is devoted to Fiona, Horace being SCARED of his peculiarity.

I also feel robbed that we didn’t get Emma and Millard kidnapping and interrogating Jake when they first meet him. Or the whole thing with Martin and them having to fight the hollowgast. “Will you quit shouting and let me bleed in peace” you will always be famous.

Even though Alma Peregrine wasn’t accurate in the film, I am in love with how Eva Green portrays her, and how clearly her study of peregrine falcons comes into her acting.

[mayjunenov]

“whos the parent of the group?” none of them, this is my gaggle of child soldiers