#jake x enoch

[supernovasilence]

“Oh, look, here he comes now. Birds, he looks dull.”

“Enoch!” someone hissed, but Prince Jacob couldn’t tell who. When he entered the audience hall, everyone looked polite, even the boy he assumed was Prince Enoch.

He’d rather not have been Prince Jacob—he was really just Jake—but, unfortunately, this was an official day. An official event. The first step in a royal alliance.

To Jake, it was just the day he met the stranger he had to marry, and, judging from the whispers, neither of them was excited about it.

Look, it's a MPHFPC royalty au: arranged marriage between Jake and Enoch but the fic is really Emma x Enoch x Jake x Olive polyam. Oneshot, getting together, first kisses, Enoch being bad at small talk. I don't know how to caption this beyond that. I don't know if anyone else ships these four, because I haven't read all the books and I don't want to go in the tag until I have. This is more movie-based anyway. But royalty au. Enjoy.

read on ao3 read on ffn

[sebsxphia]

“After you were layered enough to battle the cool night air he places your paci gently in your mouth and clips it to your shirt, kissing it, before handing you your favourite plushie for you to cuddle.”

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR IM GONNA SCREAM FROM CUTENESS

thinking about daddy jake and my pacifer clip that you got me now, thank you 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

fheksnsjs i love this so much my love!! this was so so so cute and just what i needed. i feel all warm and fuzzy 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i just want daddy jake to scoop me up and carry me to his car!!!!!! <33

i've been so bad at sleeping and just want daddy!jake or daddy!rhett to make me sleepy and cozy :((

word count: 1.1k

Daddy!Jake x Little!Reader

warnings: fluff, age regression, sfw

a.n - this is such a cute request 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I get so sleepy on car rides too so I consider myself an expert on this

pspspspsppsp @sebsxphia

He tried to hide his worry as he saw your curled up form on the couch, some old 90's gameshow playing on the tv in the background, he quietly took his coat off and placed it on the hook, walking over to you, he can see your glazed over eyes, it was as if you were sleeping with your eyes open

Smiling, Jake leaned over the back of the couch, placing a gentle kiss on the side of your temple before sitting down next to you, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, letting his hand rest there.

“There you are, what are you doing down here?? it's 2am baby, I told you I'd be back late” he chides you. Looking shyly up at him, you hugged his hand tightly to your face.

“Hi dada” your voice barely above a whisper, turning your head back towards the screen.

"Hey sweetie," he said softly, realising the headspace you were in, you must've regressed after he left, and weren't able to get to sleep, you could never sleep without him. You let your head fall onto his shoulder, yawning and rubbing your eyes.

"Oh angel c'mere, come to daddy" he cooed, reaching over your shoulder to turn you towards him and cuddling up to him, your face buried into his chest.

"Couldn't sleep, little one?" He asks you tentatively, stroking the side of your face, intently watching your facial expressions as you stare off into space.

"Mhmm, just can't, feels weird without you dada, now I'm too awake" you whined, feeling frustrated at how hard communicating was for you.

But Jake somehow always knew what you meant, and what you wanted.

"Oh bubba, it's okay baby, it's okay," he said in a hushed tone, scratching at your scalp with his fingernails, squeezing you and keeping you as close to him as possible. Letting the silence fall over the room, seeing if it would help you doze off with no such luck, feeling you move every few minutes and huff angrily at how hard it was to feel sleepy. Jake sat and thought for a few minutes before an idea struck him, moving his head to perch on top of yours, humming in thought.

"What is it daddy?" you ask him, moving forward to look up at him

"Do you think if we went for a drive, it would help, Angel?" He questioned looking down at you inquisitively, you sat and thought about it for a minute, you did love car rides when you were little, and road trips always made you sleepy, especially when it's this time of year when there's flurries of snow and icy winds for weeks on end and it gets dark before 9pm. Jake usually blasts the heater on in his truck and keeps a blanket in there for you to snuggle up in on long journeys. Even going as far as to keep a spare paci in the glove compartment for you

"think so, dada, i like car rides" you mumbled, rubbing your eyes, trying to get rid of the itchy sensation from staring at the tv for so long, Jake gently takes your hand in his own, rubbing his thumbs over the back of your palm, bringing them up to his lips, brushing your knuckles over them before pressing a small peck to your fingertips, the light, ticklish sensation making you smile sleepily, you perk up a little as he looks at you, eyes all soft and loving, so much so that they shine in the soft light of the tv.

"Come on then honey, let's get you all wrapped up and go on an adventure" He reaches towards you and boops your nose, scooping you up into his arms and carrying you to your bedroom, unceremoniously dropping you onto the mattress, making you squeak and giggle as you bounce up as down, flopping down and watching him flitter around the room, getting your slippers and dressing gown out of the wardrobe and laying them on the bed, helping you sit upright so he could slide the sleeves over your arms, tying the belt snugly, grabbing your hands and pulling you up on your feet

After you were layered enough to battle the cool night air he places your paci gently in your mouth and clips it to your shirt, kissing it, before handing you your favourite plushie for you to cuddle.

"You ready angel?" He asked watching as you nodded your head sleepily, grabbing your hands to lift you onto your feet. Leading you downstairs before picking up his keys. Getting you into the passenger seat, buckling you in, before going to the driver's side, getting in and starting the car.

"You want the radio on Angel?"

"Nuh uh, like it quiet dada" you hum, settling into your seat, reaching out and feeling the hot air from the fans flow through your fingers, reaching for one of his hands, bringing it to rest in yours on top of one of your thighs, his thumb immediately rubbing circles into the back of your hand.

After around half an hour of driving, the feeling of small potholes in the road, the warmth of Jake's hand on your thigh and the gentle hum of the engine were enough to make you close your eyes, the fuzzy feeling of drifting into sleep taking hold of you, soft snores escaping your lips as you fall into a deep sleep. Jake looks over, hearing the snores, seeing your paci had dropped to your lap and softly chuckles to himself, a soft smile rests on his face as he circles back and begins to drive home.

Finally arriving home, Jake switches off the engine, reaching over to you, he slowly unbuckles your seatbelt before getting out and circling around to the passenger side, unlocking your door gently, and carefully, trying his hardest not to wake you. Gently getting his arms under your knees and across your back, lifting you up and settling you onto his hip, gently shushing you as you began to stir, hip bumping the door and locking his car.

Using one hand to unlock the front door and closing it with his foot, you whine and squirm in his arms, the bright lights of the hallway waking you up, squinting and hiding your face in Jake's neck.

"It's okay honey, we're back home, gonna get you up to bed real soon" He whispers to you, bringing a hand up to the back of your head, keeping you stable and comforted, carefully walking upstairs with you still on his hip, he sets you down on the mattress, pulling back the covers and taking off your dressing gown and slippers. Bringing your paci up to your lips as he moves down to bring you into his arms, pressing your back into his chest, wrapping his arm around your stomach, your hand unconsciously coming to cover his, interlocking your fingers with his, placing a peck to your temple before closing his eyes.

"G'night angel, dada loves you"

[cece693]

Replacement (Enoch O'Connor x M! Reader)

I wanted to add something to the relatively small pool of fics for this fandom. All characters are of age and can be envisioned as their book or movie counterparts.

Summary: As a healer, you naturally seek to care for those around you. So it was easy to befriend Jake when he first entered Miss Peregrine's loop, confused and hurt by his grandfather's passing. However, your best friend doesn't see it that way.

It was official. Enoch hated Jake. Not that the other children noticed, or if they did, they were smart enough to not mention it. Maybe it was jealousy. Perhaps he was bothered by how Emma's eyes sparkled with interest whenever the American boy was around. Or maybe, it was the disruption to their routine, as Jake's presence always seemed to stir the loop like a stone tossed into a still pond.

But Olive knew the truth, for she had quickly discerned Enoch's emotions behind the venomous words he threw at Jake whenever he came near. It wasn't about Emma or their routine being disrupted. It was all because of you.

From the moment Jake first stumbled into their world, he latched onto you—an oddball healer with a gentle touch and ability to mend the deepest cuts, both physical and emotional. So when Jake arrived, it was natural for you to be his guide, explaining things in a way that made the strange world of peculiars feel less threatening.

Naturally, Enoch hated it.

Before Jake arrived, you’d spend every minute by his side—looking over his shoulder, letting out a bright smile whenever his creations came alive. Enoch secretly treasured these moments, feeling comfortable in your presence and falling for you more each day. But now? Now it was Jake this and Jake that.

No space was safe from Jake's influence, nor did the American make it easy to escape his presence. It seemed like whenever Enoch and you were together, he appeared from thin air, begging you to help him with something. It was as if the American knew of Enoch's feelings and acted to rile him up, whisking the attention of the only person he actually liked. It's not as if there weren't any other children who would be happy to spend time with the American, why did he seek you out specifically?

Every time he saw you two together, a storm brewed inside him, and a tight knot formed in his chest. Enoch wasn’t stupid. He understood what jealousy was, but this wasn’t just jealousy. This was fear. Fear that you were slipping away from him. Fear that Jake was replacing him.

One day, it all became too much.

Enoch was sitting at the table in the library, flipping through one of his old, tattered books on embalming techniques, though his focus had long since disappeared. His mind, as usual, was on you. He had tried to pretend like nothing was wrong, but the bitter feeling gnawed at him constantly. And then, as if the universe was mocking him, you and Jake walked into the room together.

Jake was talking about something, gesturing wildly with his hands, and you were laughing—a bright, carefree laugh that Enoch hadn’t heard in days.

That was the last straw.

"Seriously?" Enoch snapped, slamming his book shut, startling you both. Jake stopped mid-sentence, blinking in confusion, but Enoch didn’t care. His gaze was fixed on you, his voice sharp and biting. “Do you really have to follow him around all the time?”

Your smile faltered, a confused frown replacing it as you looked at him. “What are you talking about?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” Enoch’s voice grew colder, harsher. His jealousy had festered too long, and now it spilled like poison. “Ever since he got here, it’s like you’ve forgotten everyone else exists.”

Jake shifted awkwardly beside you, clearly unsure of what to say, but Enoch didn’t give him a chance. “You’re spending so much time with him, acting like he needs you for everything. It's pathetic."

Your eyes narrowed, a flash of anger crossing your face. “He’s new here, Enoch! He does need help adjusting. And I’m not just going to ignore him because you—”

“Because I what?” Enoch cut you off, his eyes blazing. “Because I’m not needy enough for you? Because I don't fawn over you like a mutt every second like he does?””

Your mouth opened slightly, stunned by his words. Enoch could see the hurt forming in your eyes, but he was too wound up to stop now.

“Face it,” Enoch continued, his voice colder now, “you just want to feel like you matter to someone, right? Like you have some purpose. Well, here’s the truth—you’re not needed here. Jake can deal just fine on his own and I don’t need a dessolent friend.”

Your face twisted in hurt, and that twisted something deep inside Enoch. You stared at him, your hands trembling slightly at your sides. “You’re wrong,” you finally said, voice breaking. “But I guess I was wrong too, thinking you were my best friend.”

Before Enoch could respond, you turned and stormed out of the room, leaving him and Jake alone. The American looked like he was about to say something, but Enoch shot him a cold glare, daring him to speak.

Days passed. Days where Enoch didn’t see you, didn’t hear from you, and the space you used to fill in his life became an empty void he couldn’t bear to acknowledge. You weren't just avoiding him, you had begun to spend even more time with Jake, much to Enoch's dismay.

He tried to act like it didn’t bother him. He pretended he didn’t care when he saw you laughing as if his absence meant nothing to you. But it did. It hurt more than Enoch was willing to admit. It was only when Olive pushed him to accept his mistake that led him to stand at your door, long after the other house's inhabitants had gone to bed.

Enoch stood there for a long moment, his hand raised to knock, but his usual stubbornness kept holding him back. What if you didn’t forgive him? What if you’d already moved on and replaced him for good?

Taking a deep breath, Enoch knocked.

After a few agonizing moments, the door creaked open, and you stood there, blinking groggily at him in the dim light. You looked surprised to see him, and Enoch couldn’t blame you.

“What do you want, Enoch?” you asked, your voice flat, distant.

“I…” Enoch faltered for a moment, struggling to find the right words. His usual snark and bravado were gone, replaced with something more vulnerable, more uncertain. “I came to…apologize.”

You crossed your arms, leaning against the doorframe, clearly not ready to let him off the hook so easily. “For what?”

“For what I said,” Enoch muttered, not meeting your eyes. “For being a complete prat.”

Your expression softened, but you didn’t say anything, waiting for him to continue. Enoch sighed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “Look, I didn’t mean it. Any of it,” he admitted, his voice quieter now. “I was just…jealous. Of Jake. Of the time you’ve been spending with him.”

You raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “Jealous? Why?”

Enoch hesitated, his heart pounding in his chest. This was it. He could either admit the truth or lose you for good. Taking a deep breath, he finally met your gaze. “Because I like you,” he confessed in a whisper. “I’ve liked you for a long time, and seeing you with him made me feel like I was losing you. Like I wasn’t needed anymore. Like I was being replaced.”

The weight of his confession hung in the air, and Enoch braced himself for your response. He had no idea how you would react, but he had to say it. He couldn’t keep pretending like it didn’t matter anymore. You stood there for a long moment, staring at him, processing everything. Then, slowly, you stepped aside, opening the door wider.

“Come inside, Enoch,” you said quietly. “Let’s talk.”

And for the first time in days, Enoch felt a small glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, things could be fixed after all.

[clean-bands-dirty-stories]

Habit ~ E.O.

A/n: This felt the way eating something for the first time in a longen time when you are it a lot as a kid? Does that make sense? Idk I just love it

Request: “...Enoch O’Connor x Male I beg of thee” by anon

Word count: 2200+

MASTERLIST

Jake was the most annoying person Y/n had ever met.

The problem with a boy shaking the very core of the way Miss Peregrine's Home worked, is that there was a set routine. Not just the same day, every day. Not just the same clothes. Not just the same activities and expectations, but also the same people. The same dynamics. Everything was clear and simple and predictable - as it was supposed to be. It was Enoch and Horace and Olive and Fiona and Claire and Emma and Millard and Bronwyn and Hugh and the twins and Y/n. They all had their chores, their meals, and their rooms. Wake up, do the exact same thing, reset the day, go to bed.

In some ways, Jake changing everything was nice. Emma was happier with him, and they were safer now. They'd always be safe now. Miss Peregrine didn't have to deal with her imperfect day, and they had lots of new friends.

Change was hard though, and unpredictable. Emma and Jake, and then Fiona and Hugh. And then suddenly everyone was a lot less okay with Enoch and Y/n pining for each other but never doing anything about it.

Enoch and Y/n had always been like this. They avoided each other despite everything, somehow having pulled it off for decades straight now. Anytime they did talk, the room seemed to go still. They were insatiable, starving for each other. Every look was too long, and yet too short. Every conversation saturated with so much emotion neither boy could handle it.

Being a teenager was hard.

But for decades, everyone had left it alone. At some point the distance and awkwardness and desperate yearning had become a part of the routine. Wake up, do what you did everyday, glance over the way Y/n's breath caught, a smile tugging to his face when Enoch brought something to life, ignore the way Enoch's eyes lingered when Y/n began to chat with a bird or squirrel or worm.

Even Fiona was good at it, and she was Y/n's sister. They had always been far more concerned with their own relationship as siblings. Two halves of one whole - a plant gift and an animal gift. Flora and fauna.

But now she was busy with her own crush, and without her there to fill Y/n's time, it was more and more obvious how ridiculously in love he was. Olive had met a girl in the other loop they'd joined who had wings, and the two had been having a ball flying around together - which meant Enoch was more available than normal as well.

Of course they ended up in the same space more often than they usually did.

The new kids weren't used to the pining. It wasn't routine, they hadn't learned to ignore it. And the more they pointed out that the way Enoch and Y/n acted wasn't a just-friends-and-family feelings kind of situation, the more the other kids acknowledged it too. Suddenly everyone was looking at the boys expectantly, and with all those eyes on them... it was hard to ignore their own situation even more.

This was especially hard on Y/n. He had always known he wasn't going to end up with some epic love like in the books. Even before the loop, everyone had marked him as insane and weird. His little sister could make flowers grow in the palm of her hand, and her older brother knew all the town secrets because the pets could talk to him. But after the loop? The options were so limited and he was gay - it wasn't going to happen. No way in hell that with one person he could even possibly end up with, who he liked, liked him back. That sort of thing was difficult to find even with several options. But one?

Not to mentioned he hadn't really come to terms with the fact that he wasn't straight. Everyone knew he was into Enoch, but outside of that they had no idea what was going on with his sexuality. He'd never opened up about it, and flat out denied anytime someone had asked. Even Fiona had nothing to offer in terms of information - he hadn't told her anything either. Which was weird, because they knew a lot about each other. She was his confidante.

He'd never even admitted it to himself.

That wasn't good enough for Leroy and Sofie though. They were two of the kids from the other loop, and they were determined to play match maker between the two boys. It was how a harmless game night had gone so terribly wrong. They had convinced Jake to talk about all the silly, immature party games he had heard of and to "experience the culture they were missing out on" all the kids from both loops had been dragged into several different rounds of truth and dare and spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven. Nothing happened for most of the people, who only fist bumped or took the opportunity to info dump in a space where the other person had no option to listen.

And then Enoch and Y/n got picked.

For the first ten minutes, both boys were completely composed. But Enoch had a very good understanding of time and as more than seven minutes passed, he grew agitated. "It's been long enough, let us out," he called.

When all that came back from the other side was giggling, Y/n got irritated too. Being this close to Enoch was bad enough without there being a foreseeable end in sight. "Guys. Guys!"

"Talk about your feelings!" Sofie called back, and a dozen pairs of feet could be heard on the stairs, leaving Enoch and Y/n. In a closet. Locked for who knows how long. Alone in an entire room, in the basement.

Miss Peregrine would put it together and come and get them before dinner, but... even that was a long way away.

It was quiet a long time, but eventually even Enoch couldn't handle it. He broke first.

"Are we just going to wait for Miss Peregrine?"

Y/n shrugged. "They all left, so... It's not like even if I did anything here they'd let us out."

"Did anything?" Enoch scoffed. "Did what exactly."

"I don't know," Y/n snapped. Both boys were rather hot headed and tended to interact with each other through biting remarks and snarky banter. These snippy words were familiar to them.

Enoch rolled his eyes. "I'm not just going to sit here that whole time. At least tell me what they think we need to share feelings about?"

Y/n shrugged. "Beats me."

Another king quiet and then Enoch seemed to soften. He had changed a lot since Jake too. He had been so defensive of Emma before, but now he saw the flaw in that. Emma and Jake were happy, and more than anything he... envied them. He wanted that. And he had wasted enough time keeping himself from it. If Emma could open her heart to getting broke to risk love and succeed... maybe he could too. "Y/n."

"What?" He was gorgeous. That withering look and unwavering attitude. Enoch loved that he could always keep up, matching any sass off or sarcastic comment. Often beating Enoch at what he had always considered as his own private game. A game he never lost at... until Y/n. Y/n who found his homunculus fascinating instead of disturbing and never scared at even the worst of Enoch's attempts. Y/n who was so awkward and brash with people, but so gentle and calm and caring toward animals. Y/n, who was his best self out in the woods with no shoes on and a smile on his face as he closed his eyes and listened to the wind through the trees, the birds singing, the bugs buzzing...

"Do you want to play Twenty Questions?" It was another of Jake's silly games. They had planned to play it after Seven Minutes in Heaven but, well, now they were locked in a closet.

Y/n shot him a withering look, cocking an eyebrow. "No."

Enoch's lips almost twitched into a smile. "Come on. Since when are you more of a buzz kill than I am?"

Y/n sighed. "Fine. Whatever." He looked at Enoch again and couldn't help but soften. They were both like this. Hard to touch, impossible to get close to. Rough and snappy. Except for those select few. For Enoch, it was the girls. Fiona and Claire had it the easiest; Olive had to work for it; Emma had gotten under his skin after Abe. For Y/n, there was no one who had worked their way into his good graces as well as Enoch had. He of course had softness for the kids, always taking to children who needed someone to have their back - even if they wouldn't admit it - but Enoch was still special. He always was.

Enoch swallowed a smile, matching Y/n's casual energy. They both leaned against the wall, Y/n crossing his arms over his chest and Enoch slipping his hands in his pocket. "You go first," Enoch encouraged. There was something playing in his eyes, so bright it shone even in the low lighting.

Y/n raised an eyebrow, unsure. "Okay... what's your favorite color?" It was a dumb question - he already knew - which meant that if Y/n wasn't going to try neither was Enoch.

"Triangle." He smirked, then leaned forward. "Do you like men?"

There was a long silence in the closet. It felt... horribly fitting. Suffocatingly on point. "Why do you ask?"

"That's not an answer," he shot back.

Y/n's face burned. "That's a dumb question! You've never cared once in our decades of friendship and now you do? Why?"

"Because of Jake." Y/n almost began going off about how annoying Jake was, but Enoch cut him off. "I thought everything was set in stone. He were the group we'd always been. Abe proved it to me. We can get smaller, but never bigger. But then Jake came along and left behind everything for Emma. And I realized, maybe that's what love is. Maybe it's giving up what was for what could be. Because it's worth it. And if I made a leap like that, I won't even have to give anything up. All I have to do is take the first step."

His voice was so soothing, but his words were like shots of ice through Y/n's veins. It was a startling contrast. "Enoch..." He frowned, pursing his lips. He couldn't look at the other boy. "What would you do if I asked you that? You can't expect me to-"

"I do. I like men."

Y/n's jaw dropped. He snapped it closed after a beat, eyes trained on Enoch. The other boy seemed... excited. Genuinely. "And you're telling me this... for a reason. I assume?" Enoch just nodded. He wasn't just excited; he was nervous too. To be fair, so was Y/n. "Because you like me?" He asked, even more softly.

Enoch hesitated. Then nodded. "I... have. For a long time."

Y/n sighed, head falling back against the wall. A part of him wanted to argue, wanted to fight it. Wanted to stick his head in the sand.

But a much larger part of him knew that this had been coming for a long time.

“I thought when I told you I was into men it would be scarier.” Enoch laughed at Y/n’s confession, and it was only a split second before Y/n joined him. It was completely bizarre and borderline ridiculous. They’d been denying their feelings so long it had become habit. First out of hesitation. You never know exactly how someone would react to something. And then it was friendship. They were so close, and they’d gotten into a pattern of thought. They were only friends - nothing else was possible. But as everything around them changed, pattern had no room in their life anymore. So habit had taken over.

And now…

Y/n rested his head on Enoch’s shoulder, hesitantly taking his hand. Enoch sighed, squeezing back. Reassuring him.

“I like you specifically,” Y/n piped up.

Enoch’s smile was small as he tried to fight it, but the blush across his cheeks gave him away. “I like you too.” Y/n chuckled again, and Enoch echoed him. Like their energy was bouncing off of each other, growing. Becoming simply by the existence of the other.

“I don’t want our first kiss to be in here,” Enoch sighed. The closet was too much a metaphor, but even more-

“I don’t like that everyone’s forced so much onto us,” Y/n agreed. “Thank god they did, but-“

Enoch huffed with amusement. “But I don’t want them to have everything. Some things are just for you and me?” Y/n nodded and Enoch smiled, leaning close and pressing his lips to Y/n’s forehead. Y/n sighed, content. They stayed like that until the close door was opened, several pairs of curious eyes staring in at them.

“Are you together now?”

Y/n and Enoch exchanged looks and then scrambled to their feet, both shouldering the door open and slipping out. Everyone was laughing - even the ones who tried desperately to lock the pair back in the room.

And so the boys were out of the closet.

They took each others’ hand again when they settled onto the couch together, an everyone had to agree: that could be enough.

[milfswriter]

So i heard you want alma peregrine requests -well ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!!

fem!reader doing ALL alma's work for her so she can get a day/s off. pls mommy bird NEEDS it.

Prompt, fluff; “i want to spend the day with you doing nothing.”

Alma is my baby. I'll never not write for her, reading the books hurt me so bad cause her brothers are fucking dicks :(

Day Off

Alma Peregrine x Telekinetic!reader

Summary: Alma is taking the day off, according to you.

Notes and warnings: this takes place before jake comes into the loop.

You woke up unnaturally early that day, stretching your arms before seeing Alma sleeping soundly next to you. She looked so exhausted as you watched her face contort as a result of whatever dream she was having.

You sneaked out of bed, quickly did your morning routine, and went downstairs to start breakfast. You took out the pans and the cutting board and used your powers to make the scrambled eggs and cut the salad while you set up the table.

You saw a book flying in the air, approaching the living room, and sighed. "Millard, Clothes. now!" you ordered and saw the book fall.

"Miss Y/n? Why are you up so early? this is my reading hour" he asked, you couldn't see where he was at this point.

You told him about giving Alma a break and that he should wake the others now for breakfast. He gave you a hum and you heard his footsteps as he walked away.

In turn, you followed him after making sure everything was set up and went to your and Alma's shared bedroom. You approached her slowly, placing a hand on her shoulder to gently wake her up.

The Ymbrine stirred before opening her eyes to see you smiling down at her. "Hm?..did I sleep too long? are the children okay?" you nodded.

"Everyone is okay, it's actually pretty early. I made breakfast" She raised a skeptical eyebrow at you before getting out of bed and checking her pocket watch.

You let her get dressed before going back downstairs to see the children sitting at the dining table sleepily.

"What's this about?" Enoch asked grumpily and you turned to face him with a questioning look.

"It's earlier than usual..what happened?" You shrugged, "nothing happened. Miss Peregrine needs the day off..I want each and every one of you to behave yourself today. And Enoch, if I see you in Victor's room again, I won't be answerable for my actions"

You felt soft hands on your waist with a tutting voice. "Threatening the children now, are we?" Your wife husked in your ear with a chuckle.

"more like warning them" you pulled out her chair for her and let her before sitting next to her and eating.

After they all finished eating, you asked Emma and Bronwyn to clean up and took Alma's hand before she went to the kitchen.

"No work for you today, Birdie" you crossed your arms as you sat her on the big couch, levitating her favorite book to her and lighting up her pipe.

She raised a brow. "Darling? what's up with you today? you woke us up early and now I can't do anything?"

You hummed in agreement. "Even ymbrines need some time off, no?" she was going to fight you off but decided that you were right.

She took your hand in hers, kissing it softly in gratitude. "I want to spend the day with you doing nothing. Which I know you'll be struggling to do but try not to worry about anything until reset" she gave in and nodded, knowing nothing will change your mind when it comes to her rest.

You laid next to her with your head in her lap, her fingers running through your hair as you looked up at her with a smile as she read her book.

Later, you were called to the garden by Millard to referee while they played and help the children with their daily work. Getting the ball from the tree every time Hugh kicks it too hard.

Little did you know, Alma was watching you from the window with a smile as you tackled Hugh playfully for cheating with his bees. "

Taglist:

@ara-a-bird @mmemalwa @multifandomfix

[sunlightmurdock]

Hi! As a pegging enthusiast, I’ve read nearly every single pegging fic in this fandom. Here are some of my favourites to inspire you write the Bradley one (I really hope it’s with ceasefire rooster!):

https://www.tumblr.com/gennyanydots/713188971302256640/i-wanna-feel-good-tonight? (Hangster x reader)

https://www.tumblr.com/sylviebell/719922364139388928/love-me-like-you-do? (Rooster x Phoenix)

https://www.tumblr.com/lovelybucky1/709986403170254848/pegging-rooster-part-one-with-hangman? (Bradley)

https://www.tumblr.com/lovelybucky1/709900723897384960/pegging-hangman-or-rooster-or-both-thats-it? (Jake)

https://lovelybucky1.tumblr.com/post/697372996637163520/kinktober-day-6-pegging (Jake)

https://www.tumblr.com/seresinsbabe/706929908395507712/red-lace? (Jake)

https://www.tumblr.com/beachbabey/702028642675556352/enoch-baby-you-know-that-video-of-monica-standing? (Bob)

https://www.tumblr.com/hangmanapologist/697667427157327872/you-started-this-but-pegging-dilf-bob-thanks-and? (Bob)

https://www.tumblr.com/beachbabey/697312903295041536/im-going-to-say-something-so-brave-rn-switch-bob? (Bob)

https://www.tumblr.com/rhettabbotts/694781227548442624/with-an-ashamed-aura-the-demons-win-do-you? (Bob)

https://www.tumblr.com/delopsia/710123895895818240/del-please-ignore-this-request-thought-if-such? (Rhett)

https://www.tumblr.com/delopsia/701604956020588544/come-on-cowboy? (Rhett)

oh my god no way did you just have a personal tgm pegging masterlist to hand !?

incredible. I will be doing my research 🧐

[pumpkinheadfelix]

can you do shipper acb's

like a = a letter name/ship x other character you ship with them

This was actually really fun, might do this every year. Anyway hope this is what you wanted

A- Adam x Charlie

B- Bowie x Raj

C- Colby x sam

D- Darius x Ben

E- Edgar x Sam

F- Frankie x jackson

G- George x Alex

H- Hawk x Demetri

I- Izzy x Owen

J- Jake x enoch

K- Ken x Allan

L- Liam x Theo

M- Max x Eleven

N- Noah x Cody

O- Octavious x Jedadiah

P- Priya x Damien

Q- i dont know

R- Raj x Wayne

S- Svetlana x Manitoba

T- Newt x Thomas

U- Uma x Mal

V- Viktor x Jayce

W- Will x Greth

X- Xavier x Tyler

Y- i dont know

Z- Zak (Skeppy) x Bad

[satrryeys4eva]

Who I write for (hey guys, this is demigirl-with-problems! Same blog, just changed my name and theme)

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Alice in borderland

Chishiya

Ann

Arisu

Niragi

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Gotham

Bruce

Oswald

Jerome

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Umbrella academy

Klaus

Diego

Five

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The vampire diaries

Damon

Kai

Jeremy

Elijah

Silas

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Lord of the rings

Thranduil

Kili

Farmir

Merry

Isildur

Arondir

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Ahs

Michael Langdon

Xavier Plymton

Valiant Thor

Kyle Spencer

Kai Anderson

James Patrick March

Dandy Mott

Dr Oliver Thderson

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Bates motel

Norman Bates

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Jennifer's body

Collin Gray

Jennifer Check

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Heathers

J.D

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

We need to talk about Kevin

Kevin (ooc)

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Craft

Nancy Downs

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Turning

Miles Fairchild

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Walking Dead

Carl Grimes

Daryl Dixon

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Twilight

Alec Volutri (movie)

Caius Volutri

Garrett

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Marvel

Tony Stark

Thor

Tasm Harry Osborne

Druig

Kingo

John Walker

Adam Warlock

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

X-Men

Alex summers

Kurt Wagner

Warren iii Worthington

Peter maximoff

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Star trek aos

Jim Kirk

Spock

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Ouat

Peter pan

Felix

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The chilling adventures of Sabrina

Ambrose

Theo

Robin

Claban

Harvey

Nick

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Riverdale

Jughead

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Bohemian Rhapsody

Roger Taylor

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Game of thrones

Viserys iii Targaryen

Bran Stark

Robin Arryn

Joffrey Baratheon

Ramsay Bolton

Tommen Baratheon

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

House of the dragon

Aegon ii

Jacaerys

Criston Cole

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Reing

Charles Valois

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Star wars

Luke Skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The chronicles of Narnia

Edmund

Peter

Caspian

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Miss peregrine's home for peculiar children (movie)

Jake

Enoch O'Connor

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Goldfinch

Boris pavlikovsky

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

IT

Henry Bowers

Victor criss

Beverly Marsh

Stan Uris

Mike Hanlon

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Mha

Shigaraki

Denki

Tenya Ida

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Attack on Titan

Armin

Erwin

Eren

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Cobra kai

Miguel Diaz

Hawk/Eli

Robbie

Anthony

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Outerbanks

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Breakfast Club

John Bender

Allison Reynolds

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Scream the series

Audrey jensen

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus

Leo

Percy

Nico

Jason

Thalia

Reyna

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Shadow and bone (books and show)

The Darkling

Nikolai lastlov

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Six of Crows (books and show)

Kaz

Jesper

Wylan

Nina

Inej

Mathias

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Pushing Daisies

Ned the piemaker

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Bridergton

Benedict

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Anne with an e

Gilbert

Jerry

Billy(ooc)

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Metal lords

Hunter

Kevin

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Stranger things

Billy

Jason

Johnathan

Robin

Tommy

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Black Phone

Vance

Robin

Bruce

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Wednesday

Kent

Rowan

Ajax

Wednesday Addams

Xavier(maybe?not really sure)

Binaca

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Michael gray

John Shelby

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

DC

Johnathan crane (dark knight)

Lex Luthor (Batman vs Superman: dawn of justice)

Male Harley Quinn

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Boys

Homelander

The Deep

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Harry Potter

Harry

Cedric

Newt

Credence

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Disney channel

Ben Florian(descendants)

Carlos De Vil(descendants)

Wyatt Lykensen(Z.O.M.B.I.E.S)

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

13 reasons why

Clay Jensen

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Books

Tamlin(acotar)

Cradan (the folk of the Ari)

Locke (the folk of the air)

Baleskin(the folk of the air)

Nikolav(shadow and bone)

Lord robine(folk of the air)

Eddie Roundtree (Daisy Jones and The Six)

Karen Sirko (Daisy Jones and The Six)

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The school of good and evil(movie)

Hort

Sophie

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Celebritys

Xolo Maridueña

Finn wolfhard

Jaeden matrell

Timothee chalamet

Ross Lynch

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

You

Joe

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Gossip girl

Chuck

Dan

Nate

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Outsiders

Ponyboy

Johnny

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Gladiator

Cosmodus

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Hemlock grove

Peter Rumanick

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

The Dirt

Nikki Sixx

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Wayne

Wayne Mccullough

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Bullet train

The Son

Ladybug

The prince

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Interview with a vampire(movie and show)

Lestat de lioncourt

Louis de pointe du lac

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Avatar*

Jake Sully

Spider

Lo'ak

Neteyam

Trudy

Tsu'tey

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Ragnarok

Laurits

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Young Royals

Prince Wilhelm

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

One Piece LA

Sanji

Buggy

Luffy

Koby

Zoro

Mihawk

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

Rules

I will not write

Pedophillea

Rape

Insest

{ unless its is a situation in which the reader opens up to a charterer about experiencing it or one of the charterers finds out about it even so I will not discribe it}

Reader who practices any particular religion { I am not educated enough on this subject } 

naive/innocent/weak reader { I’m kinda sick of it }

reader with a given name , hair color , eye color { I write X Reader not X OC}

Smut { I will write NSFW stuff like headcanons but not full blown smut as of yet}

I will write 

Yandere characters

a/b/o only beta or fem!alpha reader as there is a lot of omega reader

creature reader

poc reader { I’ll mostly be writing this with a desi reader in mind any way}

alt reader

reader with an appearance descriptor { eg. plus size , with stretch marks, tall , short hair ,ect } that is if they are only a few so that other people can still imagine themselves in the fic

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

* all characters will be Na'vi(aside from spider and trudy) but reader will be human or some other creatures from earth or some other Plante that is not Pandora (might do asgardian reader or Vulcan reader)

Also the breathing tech will be different so that we can have more normalcy so no full face masks

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ☾ ⋆*

[safic4-m]

💙I am Catrina

Pairing: Alma Lefay Peregrine x Fem Lector

Author’s Note: I wanted my first Peregrine work to be different, but not than doing something with Day of the Dead and the MPHFPC universe.

Now, I decided not to go into too much detail about the altar and all that needs to be done for the day of the dead as it’s a very lengthy topic. When T/n is with Peregrine he adopted a human form.

Number of words: 984

~Master list~

One-shot

Wattpad

You get off your steed leaving behind marigold petals with every step you take, you were here for him, to guide him to the beyond.

-It’s time,- you say, placing your hand on his shoulder.

-Who are you?- asks the young man, frightened by your presence.

-I am Catrina, I am here to guide you to the beyond.

-But, I can’t leave my sister behind.

-I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do,- giving him a smile.

-Please, I can’t leave her alone,- she pleads looking at you with her eyes full of tears.

-I will take care of her, I promise,- extending your hand.

He hesitates for a moment, turning to see the house on fire before the closing of the loop, he takes your hand, making the marigold leaves form an arch of flowers.

You help him across the arch to the afterlife, for years Victor had been tied to his loop, but the closing of the loop frees him from the place.

- - - - -

You had kept your promise to care for his sister, in time you learned her name “Bronwyn”, you comforted her during the nights while her brother counted the days to see her again.

-But I have to ask Miss Peregrine,- said the girl a little discouraged.

-I’ll take care of her,- returning the smile to her face, -but you have to make sure all the things she likes are there.

With them the girl runs off in search of the materials.

-It’s a pleasure, Miss Peregrine,- turning to look at the bird in the tree.

It flies out of the tree into its human form

-Who are you?- asks the headmistress looking at you from head to toe.

-Y/n,- you introduce yourself with a small bow.

-And what are you doing here, Miss Y/n?

-All in due course Miss Peregrine.

You start walking towards the house leaving a petal junk, the ymbryne is taken aback at this and follows you into the house, finding her children gathered in the living room with you in the middle.

-What’s going on here?

-We’re getting ready for tonight,- you answer as if it were obvious.

-Miss Peregrine, she said she would bring Victor back,- Claire says enthusiastically.

-For one night,- you emphasize, arranging things.

The ymbryne approaches to see some kind of offering in her living room.

-Altars are made to give an offering to our loved ones, in it we put a cross, candles, flowers, incense and a picture of our loved one, as well as their favorite food,- you explain turning your back to the woman.

-I have the picture,- Bronwyn arrives handing you the picture.

-Thank you,- placing it on the highest level.

-I can take care of the flowers,- offers Fiona.

-Here you go, honey,- handing her the seeds.

-I have some candles,- says Emma taking Jake by the arm to go get them.

-I think I have a cross,- comments Enoch.

-I’d really appreciate it,- watching Olive leave with him.

Each child gets a task while you take care of putting everything in place, Peregrine can only watch how her children work together to form the altar, Alma offers you her help to finish faster, honestly she is not sure if this will work but it doesn’t cost her anything to try.

-It’s ready,- says Bronwyn admiring her brother’s altar.

-There is still something missing,- you say, making a path of marigold petals and candles appear at the entrance, -this will help illuminate his path

-What now?- asks Hugh.

-We just have to wait until midnight, but you should get ready for dinner time.

It didn’t take long for all the children to leave to get ready, Alma was planning to ask if you would join them for dinner, but when she turned around she was gone. Dinner went on as normal, at the time of the movie, at the beginning it was normal, but then the image changed to that of a woman wearing a beautiful red dress, with marigold flowers and a big hat with candles.

The children didn’t want to go to sleep but after having promised to wake them up when it was time Peregrine managed to make them sleep for a while, the ymbryne was in the living room contemplating the altar, she had always felt guilty for Victor’s death, for not having protected him.

-None of this is your fault,- you say behind her, scaring the woman.

-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, but I couldn’t help but see how you feel,- taking a seat next to her.

-It’s my job to protect the children and I couldn’t do it,- she says angrily.

-But you can’t, even if you have the possibility to turn back time you will never be able to save him-, in a serious tone, -the best thing you can do is to take care of his sister

-I’d better go wake him up,- he says trying to get out of the situation.

You stand there in front of the altar and start praying for Victor’s soul, with each mystery you said you felt his presence stronger, the boy was impatient to see his sister. When souls travel from the beyond to visit us we cannot see them but you would have to help him so that she could see him. When all the children came downstairs and you were finishing the last mystery, Victor appeared in front of them, making everyone’s eyes fill with tears, Bronwyn tried to hug her brother but ended up piercing him.

-You can’t touch him honey, his soul is here but not his body,- you notice the pain in the girl’s eyes and you decide to take a chance with the following, -but maybe I can do something.

A swirl of flower petals forms around you, scaring everything but Victor, when it dissipates a woman appears with a long red dress with flowers and a big hat with candles. Everyone is amazed at the sight of the woman, who even with her skull-like appearance is still beautiful.

-Enjoy your family,- you tell the boy, touching his shoulder, before disappearing and leaving behind marigold petals.

[drarreckyninja]

My Latest Fascinations (ships)

Hollowheart - Jake x Enoch [Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children]

Spelko - Speed x Delko [CSI: Miami]

Vlaire - Vince x Claire [Dexter x Six Feet Under]

Vibert - Cisco x Julian [The Flash]

Allenbert - Barry x Julian [The Flash]

Lumione - Luna x Hermione [Harry Potter]

Clintelle - Clint x Elizabeth [White Collar]

Savr - Sam x Viv [Without a Trace]

Marek - Mark x Derek [Grey's Anatomy]

Karevalley - Alex x George [Grey's Anatomy] *this one isn't new; i just came up with a better ship name lol

Cadora - Catra x Adora [She-Ra]

Eveela - Evil-Lyn x Teela [He-Man]

Perwaine - Gwaine x Percival [Merlin]

Hamhead - Hamm x Mr. Potato Head [Toy Story]

Bessie - Bo x Jessie [Toy Story]

if there are actual ship names for these (i made up most of them), let me know pls, ty

[hollowheart]

The Shape of Your Lips (ch 4)

pairing: hollowheart

rating: T

summary:  Enoch moves around often with his rich investor parents. Schools are the same. Life is the same. Enoch even considers himself to be predictable. But there’s just one tiny thing that seems to have slipped through the cracks of this cycle of dependability.

tags: Strangers to Lovers, Deaf Character, pastel jake, punk enoch, bad boy enoch, popular jake

read on AO3

read on wattpad

[hollowhearthoe]

anyone down for a hollowheart rp? just send me a message or reply to this post! i’ll rp as enoch 💖

[loverforficppl]

𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐟𝐩𝐜. incorrect quotes

enoch: Look guys, I need help. emma: Love help? olive: Financial help? jake: Emotional help? y/n: Help moving a body? *Everybody looks at y/n* y/n: What?

[clean-bands-dirty-stories]

Pick a WIP

Did this before and completely forgot about it just now, so I’m going to do it again and then pin it to my page so O don’t forget!

Here’s the deal. The rest of my requests aren’t especially calling to me. So while I work on Dick Grayson with a magic boyfriend, I’m going to ask y’all what request you want me to write after I finish. Once I finish that request I’ll set up another poll. See you on the other side!

[milfswriter]

Unexpected Guest

Alma Lefay Peregrine x OC!Jaime Walsh

Summary: Jake scared the children at the bombed house, he gets dealt with and reveals terrible news.

Notes and warnings: it’s my first time writing with an OC, go easy on me lol. Hurt/comfort. SEND REQUESTS FOR MY BABY ALMA OR ELSE

Alma sat at the breakfast table, waiting for Jaime to finally show up. It’s become a habit of them, waiting for the other to arrive before eating, though the children were already halfway done with their food. 

Jaime rushed down the stairs, knowing how Alma always fusses about time management. “Morning, children!” she chanted, her black trousers and satin white shirt hugging her frame perfectly. “Good morning, Jaime!” they chanted back. 

Alma offered a soft smile as her wife kissed her cheek. “hello, love”.

They heard the door shut and the panting of Emma, Olive and Millard, like they’ve been running from someone. “If it’s the police again, Millard you better deal with it yourself or so help me bird!” Jaime warned as she sat next to Alma, facing the empty seat of Millard, and beginning to eat.

“no..it’s..it’s not the police” Emma said, catching her breath, “It’s a boy..he..I found him in the old house and thought it was Abe but then he turned and..it was not him. He kept following me before I managed to get away” Alma had a weird look on her face, and god does Jaime hate it when she hides things from her.  

“Where’d you leave him?” She asked the three children standing in front of her as though they were being interrogated. “Just outside the loop entrance” She stood up from the table, hearing her wife’s warnings echo behind her. 

“Think twice before doing anything!” She grabbed a knife and a pistol, pocketing them before giving Emma a rope to hold.

“Damn it, it’s thundering!” Enoch groaned. Jaime’s peculiarity was weather manipulation, and the weather changes based on her mood. So whenever Jaime was grumpy, they couldn’t go outside or they’ll get struck by lightning. “language!” Alma scolded before Jaime opened the front door, taking a deep breath so she can calm down and stop the thunder. 

“oh, Jaime what if it’s a wight?” Emma gulped behind the older woman. “Why’d you think I brought a gun?”.

They kept walking, looking around just in case the boy got in the loop and Jaime kept her hand in her pocket around the gun as we walked and Emma gulped. “Stop fussing, we’ll either kill him or scare him off” Millard said.

As they left the loop, they saw the same boy lurking around the loop entrance. “that’s him!” Emma whispered and Jaime hummed, using wind to distract him while she took out her gun, walking to him swiftly before she pulled his hair back and aimed at his temple.

 “Scream and I’ll blow your brains to pieces!” she pushed him hard against a tree and he groaned, breathing faster.

Jaime turned him around to face him, gun still pointing at him confidently as she stared with a tilted head. “What are you?” she hissed.

“An-uh, I’m an american” he stammered, “I’m Jacob” Jaime came closer, pressing the gun on his forehead. “Do NOT fuck with me, asshole. What were you doing in that house? Why were you chasing my ward?” 

“I just wanted to talk to her! Don’t kill me!”. She fixed him with a scowl, “about what?”

“About the house, the people who lived there” she clicked the safety, making him whimper. “Who sent you here?”

“My..my grandfather, Abraham Portman” her lips parted in surprise, looking back at Emma for a second who gasped lightly.

“Liar! You think I don’t know what you are? I wasn't born yesterday. Open your eyes!” 

“These are my eyes!! I can prove it!”. Her hand relaxed a bit. “Then prove it, or I’ll water the grass with your blood”

He reached into his pocket with the gun aimed at his hand. “This letter’s part of the reason I came here. It’s from The Bird, it’s what you call your headmistress isn’t it?” She pulled the letter out of his hand and pushed him against the tree again, making him groan in pain.

“It’s you, miss peregrine and my grandpa before he want to war!” he exclaimed as Jaime stared at the picture. “You’re..you’re Jaime, aren’t you?” she rolled her eyes, holding her hand out to Emma to give her the rope and tied his hands.

“Okay, now you’re my prisoner, do as I say or you’ll regret it” Jaime pulled him by the arm and entered the loop again. As they neared the front door, Jaime sighed at his appearance and told Emma to check where Alma is.

“His shoes are caked with filth. Can’t have you tracking in mud, Bird will have an attack” she tutted and he took off his shoes, walking in the house. he gaped as he looked around the house, unable to believe it was the same house as the bombed one outside the loop.

 “Miss Peregrine’s in the living room” Millard said and Jaime took him there. Alma waited a second to look up as she sewed but gasped a few seconds after she registered who he was, somehow recognizing him.

 “Jaime! What on earth did you do to the poor boy!” The younger woman scoffed, not believing what she was being asked.

 “Oh, please, Alma! He was following the girls! What was I supposed to think?” she pushed him further into the room and he almost tripped.

“Stop!” she warned as she stood up. “You’ll have to pardon Miss Walsh. She has a certain flair for dramatics” he nodded. “Yeah I figured” he scoffed, looking back at Jaime. 

“Watch your damn tone” she growled, another thunder roaring outside and Alma turned. “Jaime, I’m warning you” she looked away, causing Alma to start introducing herself. “My name is Miss Peregrine, and as you already know, this is Jaime” she extended her hand and only when he failed to shake it did she notice the rope. 

“Miss Walsh! Untie him at once! Is that how you treat a guest?!” Jaime looked baffled.

“First, I’ll pretend you did not just call me that. Second, he’s a liar and a-” she raised her hand. “Jaime..”.

She sighed, flashing her blade and going behind him to cut the rope and he shook Miss Peregrine’s hand. 

Jaime was quiet until Jake brought up Abe. “He told me to come find you, to warn you about..the monsters” she scoffed, throwing her hands in the air.

“And why would he do that? Why can’t HE come and warn us himself, has he grown too old to go potty? I warned him about the outside, time and time again, I knew-” Alma yelled as she interrupted her.

“He’s dead, Jaime!” she gaped, looking at her wife with wide eyes. “He’s dead” Alma nodded, and that’s what finally shut her up for good, she gulped before walking backwards a few steps and turning to leave the room and a few seconds later, they heard the front door slammed shut. This cannot be true, no.

Alma sighed, “I’m so sorry for your loss, Jake” she offered him a sympathetic smile before looking out the window as the thunder intensified, Jaime soaked with the rain as she looked up at the sky. “That’s her...ability, isn’t it?” Jake asked, now feeling a little guilty.

Miss Peregrine nodded, sighing. “She’s quite...protective. Especially when it comes to the safety of the children. Abe hurt her more than she liked to admit when he left”.

------

The next time they saw Jaime was in the garden, helping Emma put the squirrel back in place before walking away somewhere else. Alma waited a few minutes before deciding to follow her wife inside the house, hearing sobs coming from the kitchen. 

She stopped at the doorway, looking at Jaime who was hunching against the kitchen counter, sobs racking her body. She couldn’t remember the last time she heard Jaime cry like this. Mainly because the same day is repeating over and over again so the day would be predictable. Well..except when Victor died. 

Alma approached her wife gently, placing a hand over the small of her back, startling her. “Love” she called, causing the short-haired woman to look at her, eyes red.

“I’m sorry for the way I laid the news on you..I-” she shook her head. “It’s..It’s fine, it was bound to happen anyway..but I can’t help but feel like shit. First Victor, and now Abe” her lips trembled before she broke down again.

Alma let a few tears escape before wiping both of their eyes, kissing her lips softly before hugging Jaime close to her. A clearing of throat startled them and they looked to see Enoch standing there sheepishly. 

“The police are here again” Jaime and Alma couldn’t help but laugh, though the police came everyday for the past 70 years

“We’ll be right there”

Taglist:

@mmemalwa @ara-a-bird

[not-totally-blind]

If character A tells character B only by his last name we can confirm that they love each other. He only calls out his name when he's afraid he's in danger/they get really clingy