#alma peregrine fluff

[dovesintherain]

shades of her

word count: 1.5k

warnings: fluff, kissing, the ocean

an: hi :) so i accidentally deleted my other account so im reposting everything on this new one, bare with me please ! im very sorry for the confusion and inconvenience !

blue was never a cold colour to you.

Retrouve-moi dans le jardin à minuit.

You read the note over and over again, a smile growing on your face. You were getting ready for bed when you heard the soft scrapping of paper sliding under your door. You stood from your bed and picked up the note curiously, unfolding it gently. Immediately you knew the messenger, Alma. The french was a dead giveaway but it was the perfect cursive writing that had your heart fluttering in your chest. 

The sound of the children's bedroom doors closing echoed through the old house. That meant it was ten o’clock. You tucked the note away, changed back into your daily clothes and waited. The following two hours were the longest of your life. Your mind raced with thoughts on what the note could mean, what she wanted. You were pulled from your anxious thoughts when you saw the time. You carefully crept down the stairs and made your way to the back door, opening it quietly.

You held your breath when you saw her waiting. The moonlight illuminated her and you were pulled in helplessly like a moth to a flame. Her eyes were soft and her hand extended in a silent invitation. You took it willingly. Despite the many shades of blue that made up the beautiful woman in front of you, she was always warm.

The warmth that radiated from her hand travelled to your cheeks and you smiled. In a haze, you allowed her to lead you through the quiet trees and back gate. You continued down a cobblestone path, the stairs overgrown with moss and delicate wildflowers. Erie shapes were cast across the ground. The moon's soft rays created shadow puppets with the foliage from the trees above you. The sure grip of Alma's hand soothed the unrest in your belly. You always felt safe with her. 

It was rare that you had time alone together due to the children pulling you both every which way. Now that you were free of distractions the courage you normally carried was lost to the wind, words dying in your throat as you walked. You never had an opportunity to leave the house long enough to bathe in the deep blue water of the sea nearby and it was something that nagged at you. Though you weren't too fussed about it as you were just as content to stay and help Alma with the household duties and the children. However, it was something you mentioned to Emma when she caught you looking longingly at the water from a window upstairs. A week passed since you had told her and you were now walking hand in hand with Alma as she led you down to the sand in the middle of the night. You were going to speak with Emma later.

You felt your foot sink as you stepped onto the sand. The air was salty and the breeze was cool. 

Alma had enough courage to speak first, “I can see why you longed to be here, it's quite beautiful.” 

You were drawn to the water like a magnet. Each time the waves pulled back into the sea, it felt as though the ocean wanted to pull you with it. You gazed at the water longingly. “Emma told you?” You asked softly, your hand still in hers. 

“She did. But I had noticed it before she had said anything.” Alma explained as she admired the view in front of you both. The black midnight sky was reflected in the water, turning the shades blue into a sea of ink. The moon glowed over the horizon and illuminated the tops of the calm waves as they crested.  

“It’s a happy place of sorts.” You said as you kept your eyes forwards. You could see out of your peripheral that Alma had turned to look at you, studying you for a moment. You let your eyes close. The sound of the water was almost loud enough to drown out the sound of your heart pounding in your chest as you felt her squeeze your hand. Almost.

“Are you ready?” She asked gently, the anticipation in her tone not lost on you. You nodded your head and turned to her with a grateful smile. As the two of you undressed you fought the urge to stare, failing miserably. You were thankful that Alma had chosen a midnight swim instead of one at sunrise. The darkness providing a cover to the deep blush that bloomed on your cheeks. Not that it mattered, she caught you staring, a small smirk growing on her lips. 

You waded into the sea first, breathing out a sigh of relief as water rose up your body with every step. The soft splashing of Alma following behind you met your ears. As the waves washed over her skin she hissed out, “it's freezing!”

Your head tilted back as you released a laugh. She laughed with you and made her way to your side. Once you were both about shoulder height in the dark water you took both of her hands in yours beneath the surface. You look at her with a challenging gaze. Her eyes widened in realisation before taking in a shaky breath. You both squeezed your eyes shut, nervous smiles adoring your faces before fully submerging yourselves, your hands holding each other tightly as you braced the icy temperature. 

You resurfaced together with small gasps, goosebumps adoring your skin. You were suddenly caught off guard by the sight of Alma inches away from you, it knocked the breath from your lungs and your heart pounded louder in your chest. Her indigo hair appeared even darker when wet, a few strands sticking to her cheek. The paleness of her face, neck and shoulders shone under the light of the moon, freckles scattering her skin. It was like an inverted image of the night sky. Her nose, cheeks and lips flushed pink from the cold. You met her piercing blue gaze and all you could think about was how you could never get tired of admiring her. 

Her hands came to hold your hips and pulled you in closer. “You’re staring again, darling.” Her smooth words flowed along with the current of the sea. Your eyes fitted between hers, she did the same. You could feel her hands move up to your waist and you shivered, not because of the cold. She pulled you close and you let her, willingly standing chest to chest. Your hand came out of the water and pushed the strands of hair that stuck to her cheek back behind her ear. Her gaze fell to your lips and your heartbeat picked up its pace. 

You don't know who leaned in first. Her lips were salty from the ocean and you were sure yours were the same. Her cold lips moving softly against yours filled you with so much warmth you felt as though you could burn ablaze in the middle of the sea. You eventually pulled away and rested your foreheads together, her hands unmoving. You both swam back to shore, pulling your clothes over your damp frames. You tried not to show your disappointment as Almas curves were shielded from view.

The walk back to the house was quiet, though this time the nervousness was gone. It was an easy silence and you decided that words weren’t enough to describe the feelings you had anyway. As you made your way back up to the house you purposely slowed your steps, wanting to savour the evening as long as you could, sand sticking to the salty skin of your bare feet. “Thank you,” your voice soft as you met her gaze walking along the stone path. She gave you an easy smile in return, taking your hand in hers. You suddenly felt warm again.

As you reentered the back gate of the garden, you squeezed Alma's hand. She turned back to look at you with a questioning gaze. You simply pulled her in for another kiss and felt her smile against your lips. Your heart fluttered in your chest as you shared the secret kiss in the garden, in the dark, among the flowers. You pulled back and shivered as the wind danced across your wet skin. “Let’s get you inside,” she chuckled, pulling you to the back door.

You both kept quiet as you slipped into the house. The sound of water dripping echoed through the hall as salty drops fell from wet hair. Evidence of your late night excursion was present on the wood floor. Damp sandy footprints trailing behind you both as you made your way through the house. Emma watched from her bedroom door that was slightly ajar as you arrived at the top of the stairs. Alma placed a final quick peck on your flushed cheek before turning to her bedroom door, allowing you to cross the hall and retire to your room for the evening. Once your door was closed she turned and caught sight of the blonde girl. She simply held a finger to her lips playfully as if to say, not a word. 

[peregrine21]

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~~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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Requests: Open / Closed

That's what I can do — take the life of one thing and give it to another, either clay like this or something that used to be alive but ain't anymore.

- ALMA PEREGRINE

- JACOB PORTMAN

- EMMA BLOOM

- ENOCH O'CONNOR

- MILLARD NULLINGS

- FIONA FRAUNFELD

- HORACE SOMNUSSON

- HUGH APISTON

- VICTOR BRUNTLEY

- BRONWYN BRUNTLEY

- OLIVE ELEPHANTA*

- CLAIRE DENSMORE*

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(*) Will not, under any circumstances, write smut

(**) If you're into them then I won't deprive you ig

[tigersullivan01]

Mother figure Alma Peregrine x Reader

In one of the bathrooms Miss Peregrine is helping Claire to take a bath, the water is shallow in the tub with a small coat of soap bubbles on top. Miss Peregrine is sitting on her knees next to the tub with her white blouse on, the arms folded up nicely so they don’t get wet. A soft smile on her face as she helps Claire with the soap cloth. 

Y/n is sitting outside the open door in their fox form, their head tilted slightly to the side as they watched the interaction. Enoch walks by and notices Y/n sitting by the door, he stops and looks down at them in question. Y/n looks up at Enoch and slowly walks towards Miss Peregrine and the bath as Enoch watches intently. Y/n soft paws doesn’t make a sound against the tiles on the bathroom floor as they sneak up behind Miss Peregrine, they stop and makes themself ready to jump. 

As Miss Peregrine learns forward to reach the further side of Claire Y/n jumps up in the air and dives down into the bath, splashing water all over Miss Peregrine and the floor as Enoch stands in shock outside the bathroom before bursting out laughing. Y/n emerges from the water and looks up at a shocked Miss Peregrine frozen mid movement, when she snaps out of the shock she tries to grab Y/n, who desperately tries to get out of the bath and falls onto the floor with a wet squish then runs through the house and out the back door leaving after a wet trail of water and Miss Peregrine running after. 

Y/n pov

“Get back here Y/n!”Miss P yells as I run out into the garden, I see the other children looking shocked and surprised. It wasn’t normal for me to cause a ruckus nor get Miss P angry. I’m slightly scarred that she’s actually angry at me and didn’t se it as a funny joke. I start to pant harder as i run around the garden in circles with Miss P close behind me. I se Enoch by the back door laughing hard with Claire wrapped in a towel in his arms. I soon stumbled over my own paws and face painted into the grass, I’m surprised it didn’t happen earlier.

 I’m lifted off the ground by someone, I let out a soft yelp in surprise as i don’t like people touching me. I turn my head to se that it’s Miss Peregrine that has lifted me up with a small smile, her hair looks a little funny as it’s halfway drenched in water and some still styled up in her usual manner. “You need a bath dear, your fur is covered in soap”She says and starts walking inside. I put my front paws against her collarbone and pushes back not liking the idea of a bath, it’s a quite pathetic attempt at getting out of her arms so I give up. I rest my head on her shoulder, snuggling my nose into her neck and puts my front paws on ether side of her neck and closes my eyes. I feel and hear Miss P chuckle softly as she gently strokes my back. “All that running tiered you out hmm? I was quite surprised by your little stunt, it’s not very like you. I’m happy that you’re more comfortable now.”She whispers softly. 

Hi writer here! This is the first thing I have written and I’m bad at spelling and English isn’t my first language. Please give some feedback and request if you thought it was good! -Tiger

[hocuspocusbabyy]

Me opening discord after months of self care > The unread fandom chats.

I’m back?

[thegayeststarfish]

If you start writing fics, can I suggest writing some miss peregrine centric fics, either fluff or angst, as there is no way near enough of it

Teachers Pet

Alma Peregrine x Reader wlw

Warnings: Legal age gap, no others I think?

"Are you paying attention?" Miss Peregrine snaps, she's my history teacher. But the problem is, she's gorgeous and im gay.

"Yes ma'am. I'm paying attention." I respond, her green eyes boring me. Her black hair is in a bun, there's only a few bits of hair it from the wrong hair. Her hair amazes me, the way the bits of blue show in the sun.

After a few seconds she turns back to the board. We're currently learning about 1940. She's always so knowledgeable it's amazing. Her black button up, and skirt. I can't help zoning out into a daydream. Which I'm knocked out of by the bell.

"Miss y/n. Stay behind please." She sounds slightly frustrated, which is terrifying. "Yes ma'am." I still place everything into my bag so I'm ready to leave.

After the last student files out she focuses her attention on me. I'm still in my seat which makes her look taller than me, and oh lord. "Yes miss?" I ask uncertainly, I'm not sure why I'm here, well not a definite reason. "Because miss y/n. I want to talk about you paying attention more. You've been distracted off in la la land. And i need you to focus on class." Her voice sounds so h- professional. So i nod and look down. "I'll let you off this time, but I want your attention Monday, you hear me? Now go on" She finishes. "Yes ma'am."

I'm rushing down the halls, her class is the last of the day. So I go out looking for Jacob. Jacob is one of my best friends. Finally finding him I call out; "Jacob! Wait up!" I wave out to him and he looks over smiling. "Hey y/n, wanna come to my place this weekend?" He offers, he's my friend because he's the only person who's genuinely been my friend without trying to get in my pants. And so I agree.

One hour later

Knocking on his front door I readjust my bag on my shoulder. He offered to have a gaming sleepover. And of course I said hell yea. But when I tell you the last thing I expect happened, it did. And that's when my teacher, Miss Peregrine opened the door.

"Oh hi, Miss? Uhm, what are you doing here?" I'm nervous and it definitely showed on my face. "Because dear, I live here." Oh. Oh my lord. For one, she just called me dear. And two, I'm about to have a sleepover in my teacher crushes house. "Oh? I wonder why Jacob didn't mention you?" I laugh as if it's a light joke. "Well he mentioned you. Come in dear, he's upstairs in his room."

I've never gone up a set of stairs so fast. I burst into if room and in a panicked whisper ask; "Why the hell didn't you tell me Miss. Peregrine lives with you?!" He looks confused for a second before laughing. "I totally forgot that crush you have on-" He's suddenly cut off with a amused look on his face. "Crush on who?" I feel my stomach drop at the familiar voice. I still jump slightly in surprise. "Anyways, I need to talk to you Miss y/n."

I take a deep breath and turn to follow her. She walks at a reasonable pace while I follow. She finally turns into a random room and looks to me as I follow her in. She then closes and locks the door behind me. And to my surprise, she kisses me.

I'm so taken by surprise I stiffen. Her hands are on my face and her lips on my lips. And after a second, I melt into her. Her lips taste like coffee. And she smells like roses and the ocean. And when she pulls away I already miss her. "I've known you liked me since the beginning. You don't zone out dreamily staring at someone you hate." She whispers then kisses me again.

[1donoow]

MIX FANDOM FANFIC REC PT.1

[Fanfics i've read]

Edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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The letter room [richard alonzo muñoz]

MPHFPC [Alma peregrine][Enoch O'Connor]

encanto [the madrigals][camilo madrigal]

a series of unfortunate events [klaus baudelaire][violet baudelaire]

harry potter [weasley twins][neville longbottom][luna lovegoods]

narnia [Edmund pevensie]

triple frontier [santiago garcia]

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———THE LETTER ROOM———

richard alonzo muñoz

@marvel-and-mischief - matching pyjamas

——————MPHFPC——————

@dapperappleton - imagine being an ymbryne and having your own loop

- imagine taking care of clair and olive

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Alma peregrine

@vostokovasmelina - sleeping next to alma lefay perigine would include

@multifandomfix - imagine alma loving it when you paint her and the children

@zafirosreverie - an special case

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Enoch O'Connor

@she-writes-with-kisses - quiet

- space jump

@dapperappleton - imagine being able to create death and dating enoch

@clean-bands-dirty-stories - shirtsleeves

@klineinie - blanketed

@imaginefan - story time

@y2fandom - sending him cute things

@frost-queen - no pain

@maeby-bby - you fluster me

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating enoch would include

————— ENCANTO ——————

madrigal

@cloud-9ine - madrigal reacting to being called their full name

@camilosnovia - there's two of them

- Madrigal Adults reacting to child!reader giving them gifts

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Camilo madrigal

@sesamestreet47 - camilo w/ a tall s/o

- Camilo with a shy, sweet girlfriend

- friends

@nixthewolf - camilo simping over reader

@radiorenjun - shape-shifting frolics

@madrihoes - camilo nickname

@cloud-9ine - with or without you

@magicalencanto - camilo's s/o having power like pepa

@multificsworld - ___

- Tu Alma Tan Hermosa, Como La Luna

@caramellahoney - future daughter-in-law

- wait no wait-

@luvrcami - camilo headcannon

@bumblesimagines - being friends with camilo

@mihlo - camilo with fem s/o who wears glasses

@dos-oroguitas - angelita

- ay mamacita

— A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS —

klaus Baudelaire

@strangerdangerwrites - incompatible

@a-second-hand-sorrow - goodnight

- Not a problem

@ssadumba55 - not that easy

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violet Baudelaire

@trustsalvatorewriting - dating violet Baudelaire would include

————HARRY POTTER————

@archivesofthevoid - Pulling their hair while making out

- The boys (+ Percy) stealing a kiss on the way to class hc

@lithiumfae - sexy habits they have (marauders)

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weasley twins

@therandomficwriter - The Weasley Twins Having A Crush On You

@lilahisntsadanymore - Slytherin sunshine (fred)

@moonlit-imagines - ___

@therandomficwriter - weasley twins with a non ticklish s/o

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neville longbottom

@hogwartseighthyear - crush

@very-unsirius - blurb

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luna lovegoods

@iamthemain-character - Falling in Love with Luna Lovegood

@fromforeigntofamiliarity - taming cowardly lions

@sublimecatgalaxy - ___

——————NARNIA——————

Edmund pevensie

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating edmund would include

@wrenwreads - she's enough

- wardrobe malfunctions

@witchthewriter - being king edmund's wife would include

@pariahsparadise - warm pt.2

———TRIPLE FRONTIER ———

@violentdelightsandviolentends - tethered ♡

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santiago garcia

@stormkobra-5 - ___♡

[swaqcenix]

༻ My Impossible Oiseau | Miss Peregrine ༺

Summary: Ophelia Kestrel is an ymbryne who flees to Miss Peregrine’s loop. The police knock, and all she must do is pretend to be married to Miss Peregrine. That, and not fall in love. Just don’t fall in love with Miss Peregrine for 2 months.

Warnings: 18+, heavy angst, trauma and blood mentions, death, betrayal, eventual smut, a lot of fluff! hurt/comfort, violence and panic attacks

Trope: Forbidden love, fake dating, fake marriage, lying and betrayal, age!gap (legal), friends to lovers?

Pairings: Alma Peregrine x fem!OC

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⇾ Chapter 1: Death by Cuts

⇾ Chapter 2: The tomb of Silence

⇾ Chapter 3: Little white Lies

⇾ Chapter 4: Handprints on my Soul

more to be added soon!!

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Other characters I write for I wasn't able to fit in here are in the google form character list

Before requesting:

-I write for fem!reader only. Can be masc tho

-I write mommy/daddy kink, BDSM, etc.

-I mainly write fluff but I’ll try my hand at smut and other stuff.

-I don’t write angst with no happy ending (hurt/comfort is welcome tho)

-no r!pe, pedophilia, etc you get the jest.

-if you want me to write for characters that aren’t on this list, send a request and I’ll see if I’m comfortable writing about them.

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Wednesday:-

Mommy Larissa Weems

Masterlist

Morticia Addams

MCU:-

Natasha Romanoff

Supergirl:-

Lena Luthor

Kara Danvers

  Grey’s Anatomy:-

Addison Montgomery

Masterlist

Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children:-

Alma LeFay Peregrine

Masterlist

WWE:-

Rhea Ripley/Demi Bennett (yes I know she’s daddy)

Masterlist

Sonya Deville (can be poly with rhea ;) )

Raquel and Dakota (poly or seperately)

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Chilling Adventures of Sabrina Masterlist:

Whispers of want x Zelda Spellman x Reader ✾

I‘ll crawl home to them x Zelda x Cordelia Goode x Reader

A common matter x Zelda x Cordelia Goode x Alma Peregrine x Reader

✩ = mental health, ✾ = smut, ❆ = fluff

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🌸 = Fluff // 🔥 = SMUT // ⚡️= angst // 🌤️ = Hurt/Comfort

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[tigersullivan01]

Mother figure Alma Peregrine x teen reader - little trouble pt2 Breakfast

“Y/n…..common foxy time to wake up” I hear Miss P say as she gently runs her fingers through my fur over my back, it feels soooo gooood. It’s heaven! Not having someone barging into your room and screaming at you like it’s your fault for everything that exists.  

I stretch out fully and yawn. 

“Big stretch for a little fox” she says and scoops me into her arms, I’m still groggy and half asleep so I slump in her arms like a bag of water. 

“Common little one, time to eat breakfast” she says as she walks downstairs and puts me on an empty chair. I hear people giggling and someone fiddling with my face so I pull back making a face and the giggles intensify. 

“Children stop giggling about Y/n morning appearance and start eating, the beds are apparently very comfortable” Miss Peregrine says as the other get back to eating, I only glare halfheartedly at my plate as my brain is not functioning yet. I should probably eat right? That’s what people do in the morning,………..nope I’m sleeping. Falling asleep in a sitting position is not recommended as I fall face first down to the floor, laying in a pile of fur and limbs, still asleep on the floor is not the most comfortable you can be. 

Everyone pauses when they hear a thud and Miss P and Emma notices that the seat beside them is empty, as they both scoot their chairs back they see the pile of sleeping fox under the table. Emma laughs and Miss P gasps and crouches under the table to scoop the sleeping mess off the floor and into her lap. 

“They’re still asleep?! That’s some intense sleeping if you can FACE-PLANT of your chair!” Millard laughs as Miss P shakes me awake. 

“Y/n are you okay? Does it hurt somewhere?” Miss P questions worriedly as i sit up with an even worse bed-head then earlier.  

“You’re staying in my lap during breakfast, your tired state is a hazard to yourself” Miss P mumbles before holding a piece of bacon in front of my nose. 

Breakfast continues with me in Miss P’s lap being hand fed pieces of bacon and bread. The others seem to have warmed up to me a little more than yesterday, some are even giving me pieces of food from their own plates which is highly appreciated. Later on I have gotten my chore: To catch mice and small animals from Enoch so he can harvest the hearts and other body parts. 

Hi sorry it took so long to update. There will be more parts coming in hopefully a short future. Please enjoy- Tiger

[lesbianjackies]

🕰️alma lefay peregrine masterlist🕰️

key: ❤︎︎ - fluff, ☁︎︎ - angst, ★ - smut

coming soon!

[amandasmoviess]

Presence

18+!reader x Movie!Miss Peregrine (because romance duh)

TW! self harm, Mentions of abuse and sexual assault, nightmares, obviously angst but there’s lots of fluff and kissing so look forward to that at the end this shit gonna be long asf so get ready and I could choose between the two songs so you get two that fit 😅 Good luck and don’t come at me for therapy or spelling mistakes

“Children! It’s time for dinner!” Alma called from at the bottom at the stairs waiting for all of the kids to come down and make their way into the kitchen, but after a few minutes and everyone but you came downstairs she got worried. Knowing you were always seeming to run a little late lately, normally you were always on time but over the past few weeks she noticed you acting differently than your normal happy mood, always wanting to help out Alma around the house, always being flirty with her while she’d normally flirt back, and you always wanted to play with the children, while now hiding away in your bedroom all the free time you got. “Y/n? Sweetheart it’s time for dinner” she called once more from the bottom of the steps before hearing a low bang and a small “ow fuck!” coming from your room, rushing up the stairs “y/n?!” She tried to open the door but it was locked and all she could hear were faint sniffles and cries, finally you gathered yourself together and mustered out “yes miss peregrine I’m sorry I’ll be down in a second!” You called from the inside of your room, wiping off the blade and cleaning up your arms. Making sure there was no visible blood in your room, you threw on a long sleeve shirt wiping your tears eyes unlocking the door, a little startled to still see Alma waiting for you outside your door. “Y/n dear are you alright?” you put on a fake smile “yes miss peregrine I’m fine” you said right before you walked down the stairs knowing her gaze was on you still making sure you were out of her view before she made her own way down the stairs walking into the dinning room where all the children and now you sat just two seats away from Alma. In between the two of you was Emma who looked at you sympathetically and she whispered “are you alright? you’ve been a little off lately” you squeezed her hand gently “I’m fine Emma I promise” and tired to give her a genuine smile. While everyone ate there was a little small talk around the table, Enoch and Alma both noticing you weren’t eating. Merely just playing with your fork, Alma wanting to ask you about it later, while Enoch decided to speak his mind like he always did. He could be a little prick sometimes and right now that’s what he wanted to be. “Y/n” he said, you didn’t notice zoned out in your own world trying to not think about what you’d been doing in your bedroom minutes before coming downstairs, “y/n!” He snapped his fingers which got your attention “I’m sorry, what?” You turned to look towards him not noticing Alma’s worried gaze on you, “what’s wrong with you?” You blinked surprised but not to surprised at his boldness to call you out “excuse me?!” You spat back at him “what? I’m just saying your being all weird” “I am not being weird” you countered back Alma’s voice interrupting you both “everyone is weird in their own way Enoch you know this” she stated sharply shooting him a glare “yea puppet boy” you mumbled apparently not quiet enough for he had heard you and said “puppet boy?!” He shouted at you, now all the children completely silent and Alma watching you both with a stern glare. “Yes. I said puppet boy did I fucking stutter?!” “Y/N LANGUAGE” Alma cut in you ducking your head a little bit not liking when she raised her voice let alone towards you “well at least my peculiarity is actually useful unlike yours, or well just you in general” you paused trying to speak “I-“ but he just continued

“I mean mean honestly what do you even bring to this household? What have you done that makes you so special?!” You tried to fight for yourself but all you could do was sit there and cry as he continued “and what the hell is that stain on your shirt?” He yelled, your face going completely white and Alma had had enough “ENOCH THAT IS ENOUGH!” yes Alma occasionally rose her voice but she had never yelled especially at one of the children, yet she continued “you know very well that everyone has a spot in this house everyone has something that makes them special, and EVERYONE is apart of this family!” The children gasping as Enoch continued, nobody ever dared to talk back to Alma. Ever. “What I’m being completely honest she does nothing she’s completely useless here, and her presence is just getting depressing and annoying, I honestly don’t even want her here!” You slammed your hands on the table now everyone looking towards you as some of the blood from your sleeve got on the table cloth, staining it as you rose from your seat and ran upstairs slamming your door locking it and sliding down it breaking down into sobs and screams of pain. Mental and Physical. Back at the table everyone was silent, Alma shooting daggers into Enoch’s eyes before silently but very sternly saying “Enoch go to your bedroom now, and don’t even think about coming out until you’ve thought about what you’ve done. As for everyone else” she looked at the concerned children “there will be no movie night tonight and I apologize, if you have any issues I’d take that up with Enoch” she looked up at him before continuing “I need to go see if y/n is alright, please clean up down here and get yourselves ready for bed” Emma looked at her softly “but what about reset-“ she barely finished before Alma again sternly said “I said to clean up down here and get ready for bed. End of discussion.” She rose from her chair walking out of the dinning room running up the stairs calling your name.

“Y/n” she tried banging on the door only hearing muffled cries and you telling her to just go away, “y/n y/l/n open this door right now.” You looked up contemplating your next move holding the blade right above your wrist letting it go down and sink into your skin once more, you hissed as you saw the crimson colored blood rush out “no.” You stated plainly “I swear to god y/n open this door!” You cried, she could hear the pain in your voice, you cleaned up your mess again hiding the blade covering your arms not bothering to wipe your tears as you unlocked the door for Alma. “Are you ok?” She asked as you opened the door and brushed it off saying you were fine and Enoch was just being an asshole which she scolded you for your choice of language asking about the stain you rubbed it off saying it was just probably ketchup from your earlier meal and she nodded, hugging you before she shut the door and walked back to her own room to get ready for bed taking down her hair and brushing out the soft curls of her blue and black hair putting on her pajamas but now that she thought of it fully though as she laid down in her bed, after she reset the clock for another day, she had realized you hadn’t had an earlier meal that day, and couldn’t remember you eating at all the day before and then it hit her as she heard your soft half muffled cries again, sitting up quickly still hearing the soft putter patter of small children’s feet she grabbed her robe putting it on quickly, not that it mattered to either of you as you’d seen her in her pajamas many times over the years you’ve been at the house, she stepped out her room walking over to yours and knocking again softly.

“Y/n...may I come in?” She paused slightly hoping that she was just thinking differently and you were actually just fine like you had told her, because if there’s anything Alma hates more than lies it’s seeing the people she loves in pain. Especially you, she’d grown a soft spot for you over the years and only recently acknowledging that she loved having you by her side, that she loved you, but shortly after you’d stopped being around her and well everyone else as much she realized how hurt she got when you weren’t around and how sad the children were when they didn’t have their favorite playmate. It’s like what they say, you don’t realize how lucky you are until the thing you love is taken away from you, and that thing for Alma was her time with you it didn’t have to be alone it just had to be with you, and now seeing you in pain as Enoch was questioning your presence in the house and in their lives she had realized not only did she love you but she was madly in love with you. “Yes it’s unlocked” you mumbled not moving from your curled form on your bed as Alma stepped into your room shutting the door and approaching your bed cautiously as she sat down towards the end of the bed as she just looked at you, sniffing and crying “I’m worried about you sweetheart” you sat up to look at her, still clad in your long sleeve shirt and a pair of pajama shorts, “why you heard what Enoch said he doesn’t want me here so why should anyone else?” You tried to hold back your cries “oh darling, that is nonsense” “is it?!” You harshly asked her and she moves closer to you placing her finger under your chin as your gaze fell to your own fingers playing with your nails, she tilted your head up towards her and your heart almost skipped a beat at the look in her eyes, a look of pure adoration and love. “Yes, it is” you laughed lightly tears still in your eyes “well I think..he’s right I’m not special. my peculiarity is useless, and nobody wants me here” you stated dryly “you know I hate lies, and what you just said my dear was a lie. I want you here and your peculiarity...you can harness electricity for fucks sale y/n I find that very hard to believe that it’s useless and your are just as special as each and every one of the kids here!” You looked down knowing Alma hardly ever curses, her hand softly grabbed your wrists pulling them toward her to get you to look at her but you just winced in pain, fearing she hurt you knowing she didn’t pull your wrists to hard, she stood up looking down at her hands that had blood on them as she looked back up to your face hers blank with a hint of sadness and fear, you started sobbing into your hands.

She sat back down immediately and wrapped her arms around you in a hug, smoothing out you hair as she held you while you cried into her shoulder”shh my dove it’s ok...it’s ok” holding you for a few more minutes before speaking again “y/n darling look at me please” she cooed softly, you lifted your head to meet her slightly teary gaze as she cupped your cheeks, “when was the last time you ate darling” you looked at her wondering if you should answer “I won’t be mad I just need to know y/n” she tucked your hair behind your ear, you merely whispered “3 days ago when we had our picnic on the beach” you tried not to cry again as she brought you back into her embrace “ok..it’s gonna be alright darling I promise” “Alma..” you looked up at her “yes my dove?” She looked down at your puffy face wiping away a few tears with her thumbs “I’m so sorry” her face softened, letting a small tear fall “you have nothing to be sorry for y/n” she kissed the top of your head “may I ask...what started this?” She quietly whispered “my parents...when I was younger they used to tell me they wished I were never born that they no longer wanted my presence around unless I was useful” you stopped to take a shuddered breath as Alma still held you closely to her “their idea of usefulness was me being their punching bag and other things...” you stopped for a second letting Alma speak “what kinds of things darling?” She spoke so quietly you almost missed it

“My mom sold my body out to her friends when I was just 12...after five years I figured out I was peculiar after I had made my whole house go dark and ran away when I was 17 I didn’t come here until I was 18 so for a year I spent hiding from my parents before I found the loop and you know the rest of what happened after I got here” you giggled softly before turning serious again “I’ve been fine ever since I got here which was five years ago...never once had a nightmare until one night for whatever reason it all just came rushing back, I didn’t want to be around the kids when I was like this...being around older boys like Enoch made me scared out of my mind. Emma, Olive and you Alma were the only people I wasn’t afraid to be around” Alma started letting her tears run while she looked at you and held your face in her hands “oh my dove..I’m so sorry” you breathed out “the nightmares still haven’t stopped i haven’t slept I’ve been to scared to eat, feeling nauseous every time I tried to. I didn’t want you to get mad at me, this is the only place I’ve ever truly felt loved” Alma mustered up a small smile and you looked at her “what?” “I- well I- uh” you giggle “is miss Peregrine stuttering?” You mocked her slightly and she laughed “this is probably either a really bad or a really good time to say this but..I’ll just let you decide that” you looked at her confused “decide what?” She grabbed your hand this time pulling you closer until you were almost sitting on her lap “y/n...shortly after you arrived here and started spending your time with me always helping me out with the children, not to mention your very unsubtle flirting” you laughed at that “it was only when you stopped being around and hiding in your room that I realized how much I loved having you around, by my side, helping with the children” you looked at her softly “Alma..” she put a finger to your lips which you giggled at “let me finish my dove, it was only then I realized that yes I loved having you by my side but I also just..loved you” your eyes teared up again this time not from sadness “Alma, y-you lo-“ she stopped you again “yes y/n...I love you” she smiled softly as you moved fully into her lap and this time you were the one holding her face in your hands “Alma LeFay Peregrine.” She looked at you and answered “yes my dove?” Your eyes beamed at hers “I love you too” finally closing the small gap between your faces as you slowly and softly kissed her lips, you could taste her earl grey tea from earlier and the smoke from her pipe she always has in her mouth. You stayed that way delicately kissing each other until you needed to break apart from lack of oxygen, when you did break apart she just held you in a hug whispering “I’m gonna help you get better I promise my dove” she pulled back a few inches to look at your face and you giggled softly kissing her again before asking “Alma?” “Yes?” You started playing with her loose hair “can I sleep in your room with you tonight?..maybe that’ll stop the nightmares” you giggled as she kissed you once more “of course my dove” you quickly stood up grabbing her hands to pull her up to standing as well, her hands found your waist and yours found a way around her neck just staring at each other “I love you y/n” you smiled “I love you too alma” you kissed her once more this kiss was so delicate and slow, signifying the love you two held for each other

“Hmm..” you pulled away humming Alma looking at you perpetually “what?” She nearly giggled, god you could never get tired of hearing her giggles and soft laughs “I think we should go have a talk with a certain young man” you looked up at her as her hands rubbed at your waist “I think you’re right”

The two of you had a very long talk with Enoch, ending with him apologizing and actually hugging you which stunned Alma more than you. The next morning you had actually slept and woke up decently, turning to realize Alma was still tucked into your neck while her arms held your waist never wanting to let go, you softly moved the hair out of her face as she stirred softly waking up and smiling to the sight of you next to her “this certainly is a good morning” she murmured before kissing you softly, you giggled and hummed in appreciation breaking apart to tell Alma the time that you both needed to get up before the children to make breakfast and she just smiled happy to see you smiling again. Once ready you both shared hugs and small kissing while making breakfast before the children came downstairs excited to see you downstairs again with Alma and actually happy. The twins coming up to you to give you a big hug followed by Claire who you picked up twirling around the kitchen which earned you a stern smirk from Alma saying ‘stop messing around I don’t want you or the children to get hurt’ settling little Claire on you hip and she helped you and Alma with breakfast as everyone else came downstairs Emma Enoch and Olive setting the table as Horace was writing in his journal and the rest of the kids were outside waiting to be called inside for breakfast once Claire had finished helping you and Alma you tried to put her down but she clung to you, Alma giggled slightly asking Emma to come take her which she gladly did as the little girl now happily clung to Emma, whilst Emma gave you a smirk seeing Alma’s arm creeping around the small of your back and press a kiss to your check before calling the children in for breakfast.

The day went by smoothly, you and Alma had your usual small times to be alone together again, but this time they were filled with kisses and lingering touches and before you new it, it was already time for dinner which went by very smoothly the children noticing Alma’s hand resting in yours as you both ate, the little ones giggling and making little jokes about how ‘miss y/l/n and miss Peregrine were in love’ which to be completely honest they weren’t wrong, finally it was movie time which definitely took an unexpected turn as Horace had dreamed about yours and Alma’s slow and delicate kiss, with Alma’s hands on your waist and your arms around her neck, from the night before along with the “I love you’s” that followed and everyone “awwing” the sight of miss y/l/n and miss Peregrine so happy and in love as the two of you stood in the back just holding each other close with a soft kiss and a small ‘I love you’ like nothing else mattered in the world...well except your’s and Alma’s children of course.

[peregrine21]

Valentine’s Ice Adventures - Alma Peregrine x Reader

Oops sorry lol, let’s pretend we are still in valentine’s territory. I got super bogged down with school with projects, papers, assignments and midterms and wasn’t able to finish this story until today but here it is now <3

This was inspired by a post by @evil-feather that I saw on January 2nd requesting a fic of y/n teaching Alma to Ice Skate. I’m not super great at it myself so I started off with ice skating then continued on for a full date with y/n and Alma. Hope you enjoy and apologies I wasn’t able to get this out sooner <3

Further I was thinking of starting a tag list at 100 followers (I am close enough) so do comment or let me know if you want to be on that. I write for Alma and Angie as of right now and am planning for Vesper so do specify which characters you want to be on the list for. :)

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Pairing: Miss Peregrine x Reader

Includes: fluff

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1504

Brief Description: For valentines day you took Alma out to ice skating and tea for the day while Emma, Olive, and Enoch took care of the kids and dinner preparations. When you got home you were surprised with a cute/romantic dinner for 2 set-up in Alma’s study in which the kids all helped to set up as a surprise. 

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It was February 14th, Valentine's day. You had arranged for Emma, Olive, and Enoch to manage the children and the dinner preparations while you and Alma went out for the night. You had planned to take her ice skating then to tea. Before you left, you made sure Alma was in comfortable clothes, which she had to borrow from you, as her usual apparel wouldn’t be particularly fitting for an ice rink. You had walked to the frozen lake ice rink in Cairnholm, signed the waivers, paid for your and Alma’s skates, then made your way to the cubby area. You had swapped out your shoes and laced your skates rather quickly and helped Alma with hers as she wasn’t used to such laces. “There, that should be comfortable while you skate.” As you looked up at her she leaned down, cupping your cheek in her hand, and planted a light kiss on your forehead, “Thank you love.” You smiled and stood up, offering your hand to her and held onto her arm as you both made it over to the entrance of the rink. 

You had stepped onto the ice with Alma, imagining she would be the epitome of grace while you could hardly manage to move quickly without wobbling. However, her usual poise and perfection seemed to escape her in the moment. She immediately grabbed your arm for stability as soon as she stepped onto the ice, no longer having the stability of the padded ground under her feet. As well as she could walk in heels, two blades on the slippery ice were no comparison. You held around her waist causing her to look up at you with slight crimson creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks. Never did you imagine you’d see her perfection and poise falter but in this moment you did. You stifled a giggle and the crimson on her face deepened, “what?!” she remarked in a mix of annoyance and confusion. “You’re just cute, that’s all.” She huffed at your statement as you pulled her upright, arm still around her waist. “Here, hold onto me. Bend your knees a bit and lean to the right first, moving your foot out a bit, then to the left. Relax and let me lead until you are comfortable.” There remained a light blush on Alma’s face from the close proximity of your bodies as you moved across the ice. You both swayed to the light music playing from the speakers fastened to the wooden poles structuring the rink. After a bit Alma had finally relaxed in your arms as the two of you rhythmically glided under the lights strung above the ice. It had soon begun to rain and skating seemed to get easier as the water droplets falling from the sky evened out the rink. “Do you want to keep skating?” you asked her as she looked up at the sky. “You know a little rain doesn't bother me.” she scoffed playfully as the two of you continued skating in sync. 

It was nearing 4:00pm when the two of you finally made your way off the rink. The rain had lightened but as Alma joined you to return your skates you held an umbrella over her head. You pulled her close as the two of you left the rink and started walking down the town’s main road. “y/n where are we walking? The loop entrance is that way.” she asked as she gestured to the other side of the island. “Well, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you that now would it?” you replied with a playful smirk, earning a huff and an eye roll from Alma. 

In about 3 minutes you had arrived at a tea shop where you had made reservations a few days prior and requested a special set-up at your reserved table. You walked to the attendant, giving him your name, and he walked you over to a private room table with rose petals sprinkled over the white table cloth. You pulled a soft cushioned seat out for Alma and she sat down as she gazed up at you, “Darling, you did all this?”. You sat down as you replied, “Well technically I just requested for the special setup. The lovely staff here are the ones that made it happen.” Her eyebrows furrowed, “Merci ma amore, you didn’t have to do all this.” She smiled as you reached over to cup her cheek in your hand, “I wanted to chérie.” The waiter arrived with the tea and treats you had selected prior: Earl gray and blackberry tea with hints of cocoa and a tray of teal colored lemon-caramel macarons. She seemed surprised as the waiter poured tea into your cups as there was never even a menu brought. “I pre-ordered so we wouldn’t be late for dinner and reset, I know how on schedule you like to be.” She looked at you and smiled, blowing on her tea to cool it before taking a sip. You noticed her visibly relax as you grabbed a macaron and started on your own cup of tea. “How did you think of such a mix of tea?” she asked as she took a macaron. “I took your favorite, then added a couple additional flavors that seemed fitting and reminded me of you; for the tea and the macarons.” She smiled, gazing softly at you, “Well it is a lovely combination.” The two of you sat comfortably in light discussion as you finished your tea and macarons and at precisely 5pm, you both left the tea shop, thanking the staff, and made your way back to the loop. 

Walking back up to the house, you opened the door for her to walk in and were automatically greeted by Claire running up and hugging you with Bronwyn, Hugh and the twins in tow. Emma walked into the hallway, “Just in time for supper. How was your date?” You looked up at her, setting Claire down, “It was lovely, thank you for managing the house while we were out.” “Of course,” she said with a smile. “Speaking of, while you were out, Olive, Enoch and I set something up for you. It is in the study, I do hope you don’t mind Miss Peregrine.” You took Alma’s hand and walked into her book-filled study, to see a table for two set up in the glass semi circle at the end of the study with a white tablecloth and candles which were currently being lit by Olive. The rest of the elegant, vintage furniture had been moved to the sides of the room  in front of the book shelves built into the walls as well as the tall windowed doors. Alma cupped her hands over her mouth, left speechless from such a sweet gesture. Enoch and Jake entered and pulled out the two seats for you and Alma to sit. 

Not a moment after you both took your seats, Claire and Fiona came walking in with two bouquets of freshly picked and de-thorned roses, each bundled together with a navy blue satin ribbon. You smiled as you took one, Alma doing the same, the both of you thanking Claire as she looked at you, happy to have completed her task. “Thank you Claire, Fiona, these truly are the most beautiful roses I have ever received”, at a whisper tone you leaned over closer to them, “And I don’t think I have ever seen Miss Peregrine so speechless so props to that.” They both giggled as they dashed off, out the grand oak doors and back to the kitchen. Moments later the twins entered each with a filled dish and as they walked up to the table to serve you and Alma, Horace came in to set a record on Alma’s vintage gramophone and start the track at a light volume purely for background purposes. You both thanked the three children and as the twins toddled off and Horace walked out with his usual elegance. Right as you turned back to Alma, Emma walked in with a fresh pitcher of tea and poured a glass for the both of you before leaving the pitcher on a small oak table near the one they had set up. “If you need anything we'll be in the dining room. And don’t worry about us, Olive, Enoch and I have everything else under control and on schedule so you two enjoy your dinner.” “Thank you Emma, we will see you at reset.” Alma said before Emma exited the room and closed the oak doors to a crack. The two of you had an hour to enjoy each other’s company before the nightly reset. The room was quiet save for the light pitter patter of the rain and the subtle music playing from the gramophone. You spoke once more holding up your crystal glass, “Happy Valentine's Day ma faucon cherie.” She brought her glass up clinking it to yours, “Happy Valentine's Day ma belle.”