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aiodenhunt · 4 months ago

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Isle dreamer.

Where the Hook siblings assume CJ died. Set during wicked world, before D2

! TW!

-Character death (Let's pretend CJ is dead and not in Auradon for the sadsies)

-Depictions of grief.

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Harriet went to sleep without thinking a lot about CJ being out for the night. Her sister was that way, she would never come back home in the estimated time. CJ would always come back one hour after her curfew, just to mess around with them.

Plus, she was with Freddie. If someone could put some reason into Calista’s head that was definitely Freddie.

So there was apparently nothing to worry about.

She stopped worrying about CJ coming home to sleep when the latter was around 11, ever since then CJ would sleep ‘Wherever the night caught her’ and take turns sleeping in the Jolly Roger, The lost revenge, Freddie’s house or Harriet’s ship; The crimson zephyr. She had that bad habit.

Her sister was just that careless.

And Harriet had given up with her a long time ago. Once she found CJ eating breakfast in her ship’s kitchen, which would’ve been normal if her sister had slept in her ship the previous night.

Harriet honestly didn’t care about that. She had learned to leave one window open and extra food just for CJ. It was better if her sister slept there than on the streets like the other children on the Isle.

Uma also didn’t mind CJ’s random presence on her ship, the pirate had just adopted her as ‘Harry’s annoying little sister that crashes here without warning’ and rolled along with it.

Captain Hook? He was sometimes delighted to see his daughter come back to her home and spend the night there, sometimes he would make it clear he didn’t want her there.

So, yeah. CJ spending the night out while she had explicitly told Harriet she would sleep in her ship wasn’t that much of a big deal. Maybe the Faciliers made something CJ likes for dinner and so she decided to spend the night there.

Oh well, she would just scold her little sister when she got home and that’s it.

Cj will be fine. She can fetch for herself.

So the following night, Harriet Hook woke up without too many worries inside of her head, half of those worries weren’t really related to her sister. They were mostly about her crew or the fact that they lived on a jail-island, nothing too bad or out of the ordinary.

She walked out of her cabin, heading to the kitchen. Greeting some of her crewmates in the process.

Claudine Frollo was already up, making breakfast for her crew. She was probably the only member of the crew who got up at the unholy hour that 5am was.“Good morning, Captain.” She said, serving some crepes for Harriet.

“ ‘Morning, have you seen Calista around the ship?” The captain asked, sitting down to eat what had been just served to her.

Claudine shook her head no.

“Are you sure?” Harriet insisted.

“If she had slept inside of the ship, I would’ve heard her entering it. You know I have quite the sensitive ear.”

“Hm.True.” Harriet hummed, taking some last bites out of her breakfast. “She must’ve spent the night with Harry or Freddie. She’ll probably be back in a day or two.”

“May the lord be with her.” Claudine made the cross gesture.

Harriet just let out a sigh. “Yeah let the religious stuff from your dad for an actually dangerous situation, We’ve got raids to do.”

And so, the next two days passed by normally for Harriet Hook.

Her rutinary raids, antics, some robbery and someone being stabbed, whatever was normal for her.

But, during those days. CJ was nowhere to be seen. At least inside of her ship.

She woke up with a little of a hangover from drinking last night, walking to the kitchen with one of her hands holding an ice pack on her head to calm down the migraine.

Harriet barely opened her mouth, and Claudine already had an answer for her question. “CJ still isn’t here. And no, Sammy hasn’t seen her either.”

The captain sighed. “Don’t serve me any breakfast, give it to Sammy or whoever needs it. I’m going to the Lost revenge to drag that brat back home.”

Harriet could hear a small giggle before leaving. “Good luck with that rascal.”

The way to the Lost revenge wasn’t too far from her. The isle was quite small, so it was just around two blocks away from her own ship. The port was way too small.

She knocked three times on the wooden of the ship, some of Uma’s pirates looking at her with fear, and some others with respect.

Uma looked at her from the deck, looking like she wanted to cuss her out of there at first; but once she realized it was Harriet she only sighed. “Ah, it 's you.”

“Harry! Your sister’s here!” The fellow captain screamed so loud it could probably be heard on all of the ship.

“The crazy one or the normal one?”

“The normal one!”

And so, Harry could soon be heard walking towards the deck, then he jumped out of the ship. “What up?”

“Has CJ been sleeping here for the last three days?” Harriet asked, straightforward.

Her brother bit his lip, frowning. “I was actually going to ask you if she had been sleeping in the Crimson zephyr. Haven’t seen that polliwog around in a while.”

Harriet took a deep breath. “So she hasn’t!”

Harry shook his head no. “Might be at dad’s.”

The captain shrugged, wanting to not look lowkey frustrated. “Wanna search for her with me? Maybe Hook’s got her hostage thinking she’s Peter pan or something. She never stays with him for that long.”

“Oh I had forgotten she’s that guy’s age already.” Harry mumbled. “Count me in. Uma ain’t doing anything interesting today.”

And so, The oldest sibling nodded, walking across the port along with her brother.

The Jolly roger being so close to the Lost revenge it was almost comical it took them around three minutes to get there

Once they were close enough, Harry yelled. “Oh Dad! Would you mind talking to your children?”

Hook looked down at them, making some gestures with his fake hand. “I do it every once in a while. What do you want now?”

“Have you seen Calista? Or, a child resembling Peter Pan lately?” Harriet asked, her arms crossed.

Their father frowned at the mention of that boy. “My little girl? Nope, and I wish I don’t see that hellish boy or anyone who resembles him again.”

Harriet sighed, turning around and walking away from the port (Dragging Harry along with her), refusing to listen to Hook any longer. “I believe him. If he had lost his mind he wouldn’t make it clear that Cj’s his favorite child.”

Harry decided to not argue any longer. Walking to wherever Harriet was going to.

Which seemed to be… The arcade the Facilier’s run?

How odd.

Harriet entered almost kicking the door open, her presence being ominous enough to startle most people inside of the arcade. She looked straight into Dr.Facilier’s eyes as soon as she spotted him.

“Has CJ slept here the last three days, Shadowman?”

“Easy there, Hook. I could ask you the exact same question about Freddie.” The older man answered, something in his voice made the phrase look like a threat. “Unlike your little sister she has some manners. She never sleeps outside of her home, much less uninvited. Where is my daughter?”

Harry almost walks up to Facilier, hook in hand. Yet Harriet stopped him.

“Where is my sister? They should be together. I’m not looking for a fight.” The pirate dropped her sword, and made her brother drop his hook. (Although he rolled his eyes when she did.) “Kidnapping your daughter would only make CJ hate me.”

The shadowman seemed a little more relaxed, less menacing. Yet he still looked stressed. “I’m serious. I don’t know where both of them are. Celia has been worried, so am I. We figured maybe CJ was keeping her hidden, or rather hiding with her.”

Harriet growled in frustration, picking up her sword and passing the hook to her brother.

“Whatever. Those two must be hiding anywhere waiting for us to lose our minds searching for them. I’ll tell you when I find them, so you can also ground Freddie for life for letting CJ do that.”

Facilier nodded, with a heavy sigh. Then the siblings left the arcade.

Harriet kicked a stone in frustration.

Harry didn’t know quite what to do. Looking worried was not a choice, though. “Maybe she is okay. Just playing hide and seek anywhere, just to toy around with us.”

Harriet bit one of her nails, not wanting to seem worried either. She could not show weakness in public. “Tell Uma and her crew to look out for her literally everywhere. My crew will do the same. No stone must remain unturned.”

Harry let out a laugh. “That polliwog will be so grounded when you get her.”

“She will not see the sunlight until she turns eighteen.”

And so, the day passed by.

All the raids planified for that day came to a halt. For both Uma and Harriet’s crew. The pirates looked for every street inside in the isle, every alley. Every business that could be a possible hideout.

Harriet’s crew even had to swallow down whatever fear they had left and enter Maleficent’s now abandoned castle. Still, no trace of CJ nearby. It seemed like her most probable hideout but there wasn’t a single trail of her or Freddie in there.

The search went on for two weeks.

Uma’s had looked inside of the Hell hall but even there, there was not a single trace of the missing girls.

Every alley had been temporarily invaded by the pirates in search for the girl, and no one was there.

Harriet had screamed her sister’s name time and again, and nobody answered.

During the second week, they had stopped searching and began raiding more often, in case somebody had the guts to hold hostage the youngest Hook child.

The hopes of Cj’s older siblings were high when the raids began, and they had in fact found some of the missing children of the isle who would then be sent back to their parent’s arms.

Nonetheless there was not a single trace of CJ or Freddie in any of those raids. When interrogating people, they claimed that they knew that kidnapping CJ Hook was technically suicide.

So, during the third week of Cj’s disappearance, Harriet and Harry stopped looking for someone living.

Harriet shivered, her voice trembled a little when she asked what might be the hardest question she had ever asked. “I need Uma to ask Ursula if she has seen any remains of CJ in the depths of the sea.”

CJ never learned how to swim unlike her siblings. Maybe she stepped on rotten wood whilst walking on the port and drowned.

Or maybe someone had killed her and dropped her remains into the sea.

They knew the villains were immortal, as she herself accidentally killed her father once. (In self defense.) But they also knew that VK’s could die. Everyone who wasn’t deemed as a dangerous villain was not immortal. How charming. Thank you, King Beast.

Whatever, Harriet needed a coat, her sister’s headband, anything. She needed to know what happened to her baby sister.

Neither of the siblings had the strength to tell their father that they thought CJ was dead. They just knew that he was probably drinking himself blind thanks to her daughter’s disappearance.

Harriet also wanted to do that.

Yet she needed to be sober to keep on looking.

She was angry at first.

Angry at the world who set this godforsaken barrier on them. Angry at herself for not looking out for her sister earlier. Angry at her father, for neglecting them in that way.

She screamed, smashed a couple bottles against the floor and punched a wall, yet the people in her crew knew it was best to let Harriet be.

Sammy told them that it was her captain’s way to go through grief.

Harry, on the other hand, seemed more maniacal than never. Whenever they attacked he laughed more than usual, he was more prone to burst out laughing after any inconvenience happened to him. He lashed out when someone mentioned CJ, too.

Uma was there to hold Harry whenever he broke down. She was there to at least tell him that his sister was probably in a better place now. There was someone to be Harry’s support.

Harriet did have Ginny to hold her down while she lashed out, and unlike Harry and Uma, she was not enough to calm her down completely.

Of course she appreciated her partner, but no romantical love could fill the hole her sister left in her heart.

Harriet had raised that girl. She saw her grow up, she taught her how to read and how to count, she taught her how to defend herself.

Had she done something wrong? Had she forgotten to look somewhere else?

Oh.

She did.

The underworld.

All the dead went there, and the god of the underworld was there, on the Isle. Maybe she could give her an answer.

Nonetheless when Harriet sat down to speak with Hades, all she got was disappointment.

Hades was no longer the ruler of the underworld during his imprisonment, the ones ruling it were Persephone and Nyx. Some other goddesses, or demi-gods. Harriet didn’t gave a single fuck about whatever divine status they had.

Persephone was the only one who could tell her if her sister was dead or not.

And Persephone could only come to the island during the winter. It is currently the beginning of autumn.

Great.

So she had to wait months to know if her sister was alive or not.

Harriet did her best to not break down when she reunited with Harry a couple of days later.

They picked up a couple of the few flowers that could be found across the isle, and some shiny stuff CJ would have wanted.

Since cameras weren’t a thing on the isle and they didn’t have a picture of the deceased girls, Harriet painted a small portrait of CJ and Freddie, although it wasn’t her main hobby or a sustainable one on the isle, she was quite good at it.

They made a makeshift altar on the Crimson zephyr, inside of the cabin where their little sister used to sleep in.

Neither Harriet nor Harry cried during Claudine’s memorial speech, all her time with Frollo had prepared her to host funerals; at last. Celia did cry for Freddie.

Claudine lit up a small candle on the altar for the two souls.

Harry didn’t have the strength to speak during the makeshift funeral.

Neither did Harriet, but she spoke anyway.

She swallowed down a tear while standing in front of the portrait of her little sister. “Calista was not a saint. Hell, she stole from us more times than I can count on my two hands.”

“Yet she never had ill intentions. I dare to say my sister was the closest we will have to someone being genuinely kind on this Godforsaken isle. I hope she is happy and in peace along with her best friend, away from this living hell. I hope that this is a reminder of the cruelty of King Beast. And I hope one day we will be able to break this down, so no more innocents will die with misery and pain being all of what they knew during their short lives. Calista Jane Hook, I hope you forgive your siblings for not being able to save you.”

Maybe she teared up while speaking, yet no one pointed it out.

Harriet doesn’t remember anything else that happened during that funeral. She zoned out, just thinking.

Thinking about how CJ used to tell Harriet about her dreams of navigating and seeing the world beyond the barrier she was born into.

She thought about how that little dreamer never got to see anything more than misery, and thinking about how they don’t even have a body to mourn her properly.

Did she suffer?

Did she go in peace? Did she thought about them while leaving?

What a waste…

Ginny had to drag Harriet to bed that night. She drank until she passed out, mumbling something about not being able to save her.

Maybe one day, the memory of the youngest Hook child will stop being painful.

It won’t be today.

#cj hook #hook siblings #descendants #harry hook #harriet hook #fanfic #claudine frollo #Hook siblings fanfic #i am so sorry #I will compensate with reunion fluff later #Based on army dreamers by Kate bush #angst #and meanwhile cj is vibing in auradon

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 1 year ago

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Blanket and hug

A hug

Honestly I wrote like A LOT of hugs considering how un-touchy-feely the Isle kids are?? So, I'm sharing two, because I can't choose just one.

Ginny Gothel and Anthony Tremaine

„Ginny?“

She looks up at him, and abruptly stands up. Her world goes white again, and she tastes metal for just a heartbeat,

„Sunflower, what’s wrong?“

In another heartbeat, he’s hugging her tight, which is probably a good thing. For closely unspecified reasons.

She clings to his shoulders, tightly enough for her nails to hurt him even through all the layers he is wearing, and breathes in through clenched teeth. Then again. And again.

If she’d have to guess, she’d say that the world has returned to its miserable true colours by now, but, you see, checking would require her to lift her head from his shoulder.

Which would be a shame.

She breathes in again and loosens her grip on him.

„What’s wrong?“ he asks again, as if the answer wasn’t „Every-fucking-thing,“ or, alternatively, „Existence.“

Instead, she leans away a bit, his hands moving to her hips, and slowly answers: „I have such soft hair, Anthony–“

He smiles: „I know. I did your hair just this morning, remember?“

As if that was relevant just now.

She swats at his shoulder lightly – don’t interrupt me!

He presses his lips together in an exasperated expression, holding it only long enough for her to notice. Which is, of course, why she pretends she didn’t see.

„As I was saying,“ she starts again, „I have such soft hair,“ („Thanks to me.“), „And no one is playing with it!“

„Oh?“ he flashes a half-smirk at her and runs his fingers along her scalp, „That better, then?“

„Much.“

Harry and CJ Hook

On completely unrelated note, Remedial Goodness fucking SUCKS.

FG likes to pretend the world is black and white, good and evil, light and dark: CJ prefers to think of it as a place of countless shades of gray, swaying back and forth like wild waves on stormy sea, preferably illuminated by hellish crimson flames.

You know, red. Like her cloak.

Anyway.

Speaking of red.

There is another rather tall and rather familiar figure clad in red in between the trees and it’s rapidly getting closer.

„Harry!“ she shouts at the top of her lungs, „Harry is here! Do you see him, Freddie?“

She frantically looks at the Shadow witch to confirm she isn’t hallucinating.

(In her defence, it wouldn’t be the first party that had laced brownies. Well, it would be the first Auradon party, probably. These kids have no idea how to have fun.)

(...Ok, CJ’s taking that back. She definitely saw Chloe Trouillefou and Hailey of DunBroch high at least one time. They had pupils of the size of platters. On the other hand, FG was giving a two hour long course on internet safety, so CJ can’t blame them.)

„Yes. Harry. I see him,“ sights Freddie. Wonderful!

„Also Uma, Gil and Jane. I thought she fell asleep with everyone else.“

Freddie also grumbles something about where her sister, who was supposed to arrive from the Isle today with Dizzy Tremaine and the Smee twins, is, and that she has no idea how the pirates got here and yada yada yada, CJ’s already running to greet her brother.

She hasn’t seen him in ages!

Like, forever!

Not that she missed him. Or Harriet. Absolutely not.

She definitely doesn’t almost crush his ribs when he hugs him, perish that thought! Pirates do not miss anybody!

She squeals when he picks her up and twirls her around in the air.

When he puts her down, she pretends to straighten her skirt and puffs her cheeks, to show how annoyed she is at that treatment.

„You ungrateful little scallywag-“ whispers Harry without any real bite and she grins at him, before turning around and greeting everyone else:

„Hi Jane! Happy birthday! I saved you some, uhm,“ she looks around to check what foods are left, „…Cake pops? And the pumpkin muffins! You like those, right?“

CJ brightens up and waves at Gil: „Gil! You should absolutely try the cake pops! They’re awesome and fresh and sweet! And not poisoned!“

She hopes.

Gil gets a go-ahead from his Captain and CJ finally faces the Sea witch:

„Hi, Uma! Are you and Harry married yet?“

„CJ. There is more important stuff going on right now!“

„…So? Are you?“

A Blanket (share a scene where a character feels safe and loved)

Probably this whole story:

Does CJ feel safe here? Yes. And she will be a bitch about it.

Also, like, every single scene of CJ interacting with her siblings.

#ask #disney descendants #cj hook #harry hook #freddie facilier #anthony tremaine #ginny gothel

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sunnyie-eve · 10 months ago

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14 | Hate Me

Series: No Prince Charming

Paring: Harry Hook x Original female character Princess!

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"How do I look?" Bella asks Evie the walking into her work room.

"Beautiful as always, why?" Evie asks.

"Harry wants me to meet his dad and sisters today and I'm nervous." Bella paces around.

"I was gonna say wear something I made you in the past to fit in over there but that's not who you are. You're for here not there." Evie watches her. "Hey, we know Hook likes you because he let Harry give you his ring." She adds.

"Yeah, but the way Uma has described his sisters..."

"B, you will be fine. You're super likable." Pope vie tries to calm her down.

"Bella, Harry is here!" Jay shouts to her.

Bella makes her way outside to see Harry on his bike her father bought for him, "Look at you, precious." He kisses her cheek as she walks up to him.

"Let's just get going." She hops on the bike putting on her helmet.

When they get the Isle and Harry parks his bike, Bella doesn't move. "You're nervous?" Harry looks at her.

"Duh, I'm scared of your sisters. The way Uma described them to me."

Harry grabs her face so she'll calm down, "If they even try to be rude to my princess, they'll be sorry because our dad doesn't put up with us fighting." He kisses her forehead. "Now, come on. My father is waiting to meet you face to face." He smiles taking her hand.

As they walk inside, Harry calls out to his family so his father comes around, "Princess Isabella." Hook smiles.

"Please just Bella. It's nice to meet you." Bella puts out her hands.

"No, it's nice to meet you. I'm still surprised you fell for my son." Hook laughs taking her hand, "Never thought he'd end up with the Princess of Auradon."

"I thought he'd end up alone." One of his sisters walk over.

"Very funny. Izzy, this is my old sister, Harriet. She's very sassy." Harry introduces them.

"Hello." Bella gives her a smile.

"So what did you see in my little brother?" Harriet eyes Harry.

Bella looks at Harry, "Honestly, I don't know. There's was just something that hooked me." She laughs.

"Now that's very funny, not." His other sister shows up.

"CJ." Hook glares at his youngest daughter, "Sorry for her. She's the rudest one out of the three." Hook tells Bella.

CJ just rolls her eyes, "They won't last long hate to say it." She walks off making Bella want to leave so badly feeling embarrassed.

"I don't believe that one bit. Come, on." Harriet takes Bella's hand so they can get to know each other while Harry goes after CJ.

"What is ya problem with Isabella?" He finds her in her room.

"She's a stupid princess."

"She's not stupid." Harry gets mad with her.

"Oh, please." CJ laughs.

"She is my girlfriend, CJ. And you will be nice to her." Harry raises his voice at her which he has never done.

"You're really standing up for a princess? One that doesn't love you?" She stands up.

"I'm not doing this with you." He leave annoyed with her but was glad to see Harriet laughing with Bella.

"Harry, you never told me Bella stole money from you without you knowing and she took your hook from you too?" Harriet laughs at her brother.

"Like I would say a princess did that to me? She a sneaky thief." Harry joins them.

"Thanks to Aladdin's son. He taught me. I even surprised Jay when they first came over." Bella adds as CJ walks out eyeing her.

"You steal our dad's ring as well?" She crosses her arms, "Don't you have all the money to get whatever and you steal that?"

"She didn't steal it, CJ." Hook joins them now, "You know I gave it to Harry and he gave it to her. With my permission." He adds looking at her.

"But you said it's part of our family. It's like loyalty. And you let him give it to her?"

"Yes, because he was serious about her and I knew she was serious about him deep down." He adds.

"You just have to come ruin our family with your perfect princess self. Ugh." She marches off.

Bella takes in a deep breath, "I think I'm just gonna leave since you guys have some stuff to take care of." She gets up.

"No, don't leave." Hook tells her.

"No, I should. It was nice meeting you guys." She leaves with Harry rushing after her.

"I'm so sorry about CJ." Harry apologizes.

"It's fine. I'll just walk home."

"No, get on my bike." He pulls her back so he drives her home. Dropping her off he gives her a kiss then stops her seeing she looked like crying, "Hey, don't worry about CJ, okay." He tells her so she just nods her head before leaving and goes to her room upset about the whole visit.

"So how was it?" Evie shows up.

"His little sister, CJ, hates me."

"I'm sure she doesn't hate you." Evie sits next to her.

"No, she does. To her, I ruined their family, I don't love Harry, and we won't last long." Bella looks at her upset.

"I'm sure she just needs some time. Did Harriet and you get along?" Evie rubs her back.

"Yeah, but still I wanted both of his sisters to like me." Bella throws herself back to lay down.

Meanwhile when Harry got back home he ignored CJ talking to him till he snapped, "You're just so selfish and cruel, you know that. You really hurt Isabella's feelings today. And don't say you don't care. You should because I'm your brother and she's my girlfriend."

CJ just looks at him, "So what I'm getting is you would choose her over family?"

"I didn't say that. And on the topic of family, we support each other and you're not doing that with me." He points out to her, "So you know what, little CJ. I would choose her over you because she supports me and helps me for future opportunities." Harry goes to his room.

CJ sees her father and sister looking at her, "We are supposed to care about each other." Harriet adds.

"Your brother is happy with her. The happiest we've ever seen him." Hook lets his youngest know.

The next day, Bella was at the Enchanted Lake reading and writing in her book when CJ randomly popped up, "Did you really come all the way over here to say how much you dislike me?" Bella looks at her for a second.

"No, I came to apologize. Eww." CJ takes a seat, "I was just trying to look after my brother. I don't exactly like princess because most seem snobby."

"My brother's ex." Bella laughs, "I get that, CJ. But I really care about your brother. I hated the thought of dating before I saw him. I never saw myself getting into a relationship because I hated every guy here in that way. When Mal and Ben wanted to close the barrier forever I hated the thought of never getting to see Harry again. That's why I gave him my necklace to remember me, but luckily they choose not to stick to that."

"And I can admit I was wrong... You make him happy, you wear the family ring he gave you..." CJ sighs.

"Well, thank you for admitting you were wrong." Bella giggles.

"CJ, leave her alone!" Harry shows up to spend time with Bella.

"It's okay, Harry. She apologized to me." Bella lets him know.

"You did?"

"Yes, now I'll leave you two kids alone." CJ gets up patting Harry's back passing him.

#thomas doherty #harry hook #descendants 2 #descendants #descendants 3 #descendants oc #descendants au #harry hook descendants #descendants mal #descendants evie #descendants carlos #descendants jay #descendants uma #descendants gil #dcom #vks #disney #villains

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beta-adjacent · 2 years ago

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Have i found my people- a *gasp* Omega Harry Hook Truther??

HELLLLLLL YEA BRO >:D your hcs in my last ask were so good that I couldn’t not add on

Oh dude, Harry Absolutely has/had a little thing for Ben. I imagine like, after the whole battle song in D2, Uma is just like “Harry what WAS that?!” And Harry’s like “I don’t KNOW I PANICKED”. She still teases him to this day about it. I like the idea that Ben didn’t know until suddenly one day he Did (or just starts getting in his head and piecing shit together). And so he has a full, proper conversation with Harry about it as soon as he can because that’s just what he does. And it’s very, Very awkward, like it’s WAYYY too formal, like “Ok this is adorable but I think you’re Greatly overestimating the situation right now so can you please just stop talking forever now”. The conversation basically ends with them just as friends, or like “if something changes I’ll let you know” but nothing really does, and months/years later they still have a laugh about it

I didn’t know that Harry had sisters (plural) but I did know CJ existed from Wicked World (who I thought was named Harriet until I read the wiki literally just now, whoops, fake fan alert LOL). So ok yeah, absolutely Harry definitely felt like he was in the shadows of his two sisters. Even when I thought he had just one sister though, I imagined he and CJ lived very separate lives despite being closer in age, that kind of energy where people are like “you have sisters?? I swear you have only child energy”. I wish the different medias were a little more tied together because I wanted nothing more in D3 than for Harry and CJ to meet again and try to be siblings instead of strangers

For some reason, I think of Gil and Uma being way bigger nesters than Harry. Like he really enjoys nests when they exist but actually making them is a struggle (because of that aforementioned conditioning/trauma cough cough). I also feel like he’d like physical touch but not stuff that makes him feel trapped, so while head ruffles are annoying but enjoyed, hugs are a paradoxical “this feels nice but also I’m actively holding myself back from kicking your shins rn” moment

#liu asks

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calithal · 8 months ago

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✿ owo

pre-established relationship meme, accepting! ༄

send me a ✿ and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / 'your muse is the good influence' but it's actually just. maddy bein like 'you should be nicer to your siblings'. i also think the idea of maddy and gonzo being buddies is soo special to me, and cj (unfortunately for her) really likes him, so you know, she's There a lot.

ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / maddy doesn't deserve that. like nobody does but LJNCKKHSB i just don't feel it. it's not a hard no if you thought Perhaps but i don't get the sense that you would. however i do think cj is annoying flirty (it's her default around the not (older) sibling-adjacent people i fear) and there's a whole lotta this.

FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines (family's (or, in cj's case, family adjacent) wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / i think it would be so funny if cj was the one that found maddy and was like 'look a cat :D i want her' and then lost primary interest after that. also like. little sisters. that's the whole thing. they have the same vibes and that introduces weird pieces of vulnerability where cj just says things that she wouldn't say to most anyone else in the wharf.

ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into 'sexual or romantic tension' / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / i don't think they actually are but i think there's a lot of spats. Lots. everyone should be really glad they're not actually beefing though because. It Would Never Stop. (also maybe i should know this and i'm sorry if i should) this is dependent on when maddy gets zapped on over but if she's little (anywhere 13 and below)(and then cj would be little, bc in my head i think they're at Least within a couple years of each other, as long as she's younger than harry) cj would be a horrible jealous brat about it, the obviousness of that jealousy varying with how old she was at the time.

#this was for desc land but the vibes are similar across other verses too. i don't have enough words for dustverse but i u know. beamin vibes #instead of familial for dustverse it would just be allies #all around it's just vibes and yapping i love you <3 heart hands emoji #ru5t #biting this though. i don’t think it makes any sense but i’m just like running around in circles abt it #༊ ⊹ ° . ooc ˛ ‘ being toxic in my little outfit.

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legends-and-savages · 4 years ago

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#Pirate Like His Father {Visage}#c;; Harry Hook #h;; Harry Hook #Harry things #v; I'm the Captain {Isle}#v; That’s my Speciality {D2}#v; You'll Need Your First Mate {D3}#v; Off to Neverland {Raised in Auradon}#v; Pirate Prince {Prince}#v; Heir of Hook {OUAT}#v; Rely on a Little Help From His People {Straight on Till Morning}#Sunlight Glinting off a Hook {Wardrobe}#She's the Captain I'm the First Mate {Huma}#Hooks and Roses {Harry and Audrey}#Ride with the Tide {The Sea Three}#Want to Be Like Him {Harry and Hook}#Annoying Little Sister {Harry and CJ}#Always Bossing Me Around {Harry and Harriet}

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descendantofthesparrow · 4 years ago

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Interlude - Rewrite POYW - Harry Hook x reader - Part 3 - invitations

The Smee twins stared wide-eyed at the crisp white letter that was clearly and openly inviting them, both of them, to Auradon prep, signed by King Ben and Ms. Evie of the isle. They heard that Harriet, CJ, and their older brother Sammy had gotten the same letter around the same time that they had gotten theirs.

His Royal Majesty, King Ben of Auradon, and his Councilor Ms. Evie of the Isle, hereby request the pleasure of your company, Skipper and Sterling Smee, for the upcoming academic year at Auradon city middle school. Please notify his Majesty’s couriers of your response to this request.

-we’d love to have you two with us here in Auradon, don’t worry, your brother has been given the same invitation, will you come? - King Ben

-Don’t let this go to waste boys, I’ll see you soon - Harry H.

Skipper and Sterling looked at each other, then back to the letter, the older twin, skipper, picking up the letter and holding it gently in his hands, reading it over and over for any small hints that might reveal the letter to be a whole joke and they would never be coming off the isle.

Skipper slowly looked at his brother with a grin “it's for real” he whispered, shaking the letter in Sterling's face “they really want us to come to Auradon!” Sterling took the letter and examined it for himself, a bright grin matching his brothers growing on his face.

The twins threw their arms around each other, jumping and spinning around the room. the door to their room opened, the twins pausing in their celebration as their older brother, Sammy, and dad, Mr. Smee, looked in on them with just barely repressed smiles. “Dad look!” Skipper took back the letter from Sterling and shoved it into his dad's face, the old man smiling and picking up his son as he examined the letter “they invited us to go to Auradon! And Harry signed it too!!”

“they invited your brother as well” Mr. Smee hummed, setting Skipper back down on his feet and examining the letter again, smiling at the note from Harry. “Harriet and CJ too”

Sammy flipped his invitation between his fingers “yeah, Harriet said something about how they finally assigned guardians for us so they were finally able to send the invitations, all that’s left is for us to tell the dudes who gave ‘em to us that we accept” Mr. Smee, handing the twins letter back to Skipper, the two going over it once more.

“when can we tell them?” Mr. Smee asked, walking back out of the twin's room to the living room of his apartment that he had acquired after (y/n) had dismembered his ex-captain.

“well, Harriet got a letter from (y/n) saying that the next shipment of goods tomorrow, will have some of the couriers that are expecting our response so we can tell them then.” Mr. Smee nodded, moving into the kitchen to start making dinner for his sons.

“so after we tell them you three are all for Auradon, when will you be picked up?” Sammy pursed his lips, trying to remember what Harriet had relayed to him from the letter that (y/n) sent her informing her of the timeline of events for the vks transfer.

“uh, after we tell the courier dudes tomorrow? the limo should be here sometime next week…no clue what time yet but im sure well be told at some point before the day” Mr. Smee nodded, setting a pot of water onto his stove and turning it on, waiting for it to boil so he could add the pasta.

“I noticed on the twin's letter, it said “Auradon middle school” while yours said “Auradon Prep”, so the twins will be going to a different school?” Sammy nodded at his father's question, helping him get the ingredients ready for the chicken alfredo spaghetti he was about to make.

“Yeah, they are only 10 after all, and Auradon prep is a high school so I’m guessing when they turn 14, they’ll go then.” Mr. Smee nodded again and started to chop up some parsley.

Sammy grabbed the chicken from the fridge and placed a pan on the stove, starting the flame and grabbing some seasonings for the chicken.

The two worked in comfortable silence, the sound of the twins playing in the background providing the much needed “white noise”

Sammy sighed, slicing up the chicken and tossing it into the pan, watching it cook as he thought of the fast-approaching future.

Only a week from now, he and the twins would be across the sea in Auradon, away from their father for the first time. Now Smee wasn’t the best father, hardly anyone on the isle was, well maybe except for Dr.Facilier which was mostly a surprise to…well everyone, the once voodoo doctor turned principal and arcade owner held his daughter in high regard and strived to give her the best life he could on the isle.

But back to his father, while he wasn’t the best, he definitely was far from bad, and tried to the best for his kids when he could. And right now, the best for his kids was sending them to Auradon.

Sammy knew the twins would miss their father, yes, they would have the hook siblings and their older brother but nothing could take the place of their dad. Sammy hummed as he wondered if he could request visitations for the twins to see their dad.

CJ balance-walked the curb as she kept pace with Harriet, both heading back to the older sister's ship for the night as darkness began to set over the isle.

“so when are we goin ta Auradon?” CJ asked Harriet, grinning as she gave an annoyed sigh, it being the seventh time CJ had asked that question within the last five minutes.

Then again, Harriet hadn't bothered to answer her so CJ thought it was perfectly reasonable to continue to bug her with it. “at some point within the next week” Harriet muttered; she had wanted to keep her answer as loose as possible as to not get CJs hopes up. Harriet was a cynical person, unlike CJ who was oddly optimistic, and she didn’t want her little sister to be disappointed in case the limo never came.

But thanks to CJ’s constant babbling of the same question, Harriet just decided to blurt it out if only to make her shut up. “sweet~ is Harry gonna be in the limo thing?” Harriet sighed, question after question, and if Harriet didn’t answer CJ would babble it over and over again until Harriet snapped.

“I don’t know, I just know they are aiming for next week to pick us all up, (y/n) said I’ll get another letter about two days before we get picked up so we have time to pack ‘n stuff” CJ hummed at that and lept off the curb, skipping up next to her sister and clasping her hands behind her back.

“so what was (y/n) like? I didn’t get to meet her when she came to demolish dad” Harriet stopped for a moment, of all the questions for CJ to ask that was one she wasn’t expecting.

“well,” Harriet starting, moving forward again as her ship came into sight “she was really…expressive, very protective of Harry, um-damn good with a sword….I don’t know I wasn’t around her for a long enough time to gage her properly but what I've gotten about her from her letters, she’s a thorough person and makes sure everyone is taken care of before going through with a plan” CJ hummed again, Harriet’s “description” of (y/n) was different than the image she had made in her head due to Harrys “description” but either way (y/n) sounded kinda cool and she would have hella fun annoying the hell outta her.

The two hook sisters arrived at Harriet's ship and climbed aboard, moving into the lower decks where the kitchen was to eat dinner.

Dizzy hummed happily to herself as she moved about the salon, cleaning up the last of the clipped hair and globs of dye before the salon opened at midnight.

In one week, ONE WEEK, she, Dizzy Tremaine, the daughter of Drizella Tremaine, would be going to Auradon!!! With Evie!! Her idol!!

As the day drew closer to the fateful pickup day, her excitement built up inside her, bursting out in sleepless nights and constant ideas to sketch down in her sketchbook.

She let out a squeal and spun on her heels, sweeping up the last pile of hair and disposing of it. She just couldn’t wait! There were so many things in Auradon that she wanted to try! From ice cream to swimming pools, it was an endless list of joys she had yet to experience!

“Dizzy!!!! Finish up! Time for dinner!” her aunt Anastasia called from the apartment upstairs, Dizzy set her broom and dustpan against the wall and skipped up the stairs, unable to keep the bright grin off her face.

“Coming~!!”

Ben looked at the papers the couriers had given him of the responses of the six invites he had sent out the day before.

All of them said yes.

Ben couldn’t help the wide grin from growing on his lips, and he didn’t resist the urge to dance as excitement swelled inside him.

‘Finally!’ Ben thought as he danced stupidly around his office ‘finally! After more than half a year I can finally bring more VKs over! Nothing can stop it now!’

Mal knocked gently outside his office, it was lunchtime and he had yet to arrive at the pavilion where he and the vks plus (y/n) would be eating (lunch celebration for the invitations being sent out). After a few moments of silence, other than the sounds of Bens dancing footsteps, Mal opened the door, calling out for him.

She burst out laughing as she spotted Ben dancing around his office, a wide grin on his face “They all accepted!” Ben sang, pulling Mal into the room and making her dance with him “they all accepted! Six more vks next week!”

Mal laughed again and let herself be pulled into the moment of joy, gigging as Ben spun her around and lifted her into the air “Six more vks!” she echoed, squealing a bit as Ben dropped her into his chest and spun them both around some more “Ookayyy!! Im gonna throw up lemme down!” Mal smacked at his shoulders until Ben grinned at her and set her on her feet, laughing a bit as Mal tumbled into a chair from dizziness.

“Come on, let's go tell the others!” Ben grabbed onto Mal's hand, dragging a still slightly out of it fae from his office and to the pavilion, where the rest of their friends waited for them.

“There yeh are, an’ here I thought yeh keeled over from paperwork” Ben let out a few sarcastic laughs as he looked to Harry, who just grinned back.

“harde har Harry, but! All six of them accepted the invitation!” Evie and Carlos let out a gasp and Evie stood from the table, bounding over to Ben and slamming into him for a hug “I know! Next week we’ll finally have more vks!”

Gil and Harry burst out laughing as Evie took Ben's arms and spun them around in a dance, “He was doing that in his office” Mal sniggered, sitting down next to Jay and leaning on him, Jay holding up his phone and laughing as he recorded Evie and Ben dancing.

“adorable” you purred, curling against Harry's side as his arm wrapped around your waist. Carlos and Dude ran around for a moment, hyped up from Ben's visible excitement, and slid to a stop in front of the table.

“come on! Let's eat! Then we get ice cream! For celebration!” everyone cheered at Carlos' suggestion and Ben and Evie quickly sat down, Ben tapping his hands on the table to rid of his excess energy.

A few moments later Ben's personal chefs appeared with trays of food, setting them down in the middle of the table and pouring their drinks “thank you, Cherise, Tulio” the two chefs smiled at Ben and nodded, waving the eight teens goodbye and moving back into the castle.

“to the new vks!” Ben called, raising his glass and laughing as the rest of you followed his action.

“to the new vks!”

“and many more~!!” you finished, the vks grinning even wider than that. That was the plan, as soon as Harry's sisters, the Smee kids, and Dizzy were in Auradon, the process to bring another six would be immediately put in action.

The only question to that was ‘who would be chosen?’

-end of part 3-

yeeee P3~!!! the new vks have been invited to Auradon and things are lookin up~!!! and writing excited Ben was so fun, hes a fun character to write and create for, i don't get why the official writers pushed him to the side so much, after all without him the Descendants storyline wouldn't exist (yes this is heavy side eye to the writers of descendants)

anyway Permtaglist!

@queer-cosette @sephiralorange

@lunanight2012 @daughter-of-the-stars11

@musicarose @random-thoughts-003

@remembered-license @rintheemolion

@verboetoperee @imtryingthisout

@thecaptainsgingersnap @jatp-rules-my-life

#Descendents #descendants #disney descendants #harry hook x reader #harry hook descendants #interlude #rewrite #part of your world #finale #shuffle playlist

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thewatermelloncat · 4 years ago

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Blood Poison (part 2)

Part 1

Summary: Getting injured is never a welcome prospect, especially not on the Isle of the Lost where there is a high chance of infection. Uma will go to great lengths to save her first mate and discovers a use for her magic along the way.

Warning: Contains details of an injury, really mild and not graphic, but still be warned if that’s not your thing. Also has a description of a panic attack, though I tried to make it a read between the lines kind of thing.

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Uma was a flurry of blue hair in her mother’s kitchen, darting about searching the different cupboards for supplies that she needed. There was no doubt that Cook thought she was out of her mind – which she was, so that was fine.

All in all, she made quick work of gathering things and was back out the door in five minutes, rushing across the wharf hoping that she wouldn’t drop anything.

Stumbling back into Harry’s room she kneels down and lets what she carries spill out on the floor. Then CJ is at her side helping her to stand things up to stop them rolling away.

“Have you done this before?” she asks standing up a flask of sea water.

Uma shakes her head, “I have no idea what I’m doing. I’m just going with it.”

“Going with what, if you don’t know what you’re doing?” Harriet furrows her brow, watching her.

“Like I said, it’s all in my subconscious” Uma reminds her.

“But why now?” Harriet presses, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Uma swallows thickly. “I can’t lose him” she doesn’t explain more than that. Mostly because she’s not sure if she can.

Harriet doesn’t push any further than that, already aware of the strength of the bond between her brother and his Captain. “CJ help me sit him up” she moves along, instructing her sister to join her as she takes the cup of tea off of the windowsill.

At her sister’s instruction CJ moves from Uma’s side, leaving her alone on the floor to begin mixing her ingredients together. She lets her subconscious take over as her hands go about tearing up leaves of witch hazel and crushing them with sprigs of thyme with a mortar and pestle. Into it she adds sea water from the flask with no mind for the quantity she needs before her hand tips the other way and she places the flask down.

“What are the healing properties of sea water?” CJ asks from the edge of the bed. Uma had no idea that she’d been watching her.

“Anti-inflammatory” Uma says as she caps the flask. “But I think it’s more so to channel my magic from the sea.”

“Hmm” CJ makes a hum of fascination, seeming excited in the proceedings.

“What else do you need?” Harriet says, her voice flat. Clearly not sharing the same excitement that CJ has.

“A clean bandage” Uma states.

“CJ” Harriet appoints to which her sister says she’s “on it” before scurrying out the door.

“Gods I hope this works” Uma sighs and hangs her head when she’s sure CJ is out of earshot.

Harriet sighs as well. “If not, it won’t be for a lack of effort” she looks at Uma, who can see sincere appreciation in her eyes. “And if it doesn’t…” Harriet swallows thickly, “there’s always amputation.”

Uma hadn’t been aware that she was that close to crying but she swipes a hand under eye as a tear falls from it. “It won’t come to that… it can’t come to that.”

“I mean, Da would love it” Harriet smiles ironically through her own tears. “Finally be proud of Harry for something.”

“He would hate it though” Uma raises.

“He would” Harriet nods before quickly wiping away her tears as they hear CJ’s feet pounding back down the hallway. “Find any?” she asks as her sister steps into the room, her voice surprisingly clear despite crying.

CJ wrinkles her face at her, looking down at the bandage in her hand. “Dumb question.”

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Uma’s hands shake as she applies the formed paste to Harry’s arm. She’s used admiring the muscular structure of Harry’s arms as he lifts things and works around the ship but the arm resting on her lap doesn’t resemble what she knows. Underneath her hands his skin rages with fever and although it seems barbaric, she’s comforted by the warm of the skin against hers, knowing that his body is fighting the infection alongside her.

When she’s satisfied with the covering of paste, she holds out her hand for the bandage which Harriet gives to her. As she wraps the bandage around his arm, she begins reciting a language which she doesn’t know. Even though she speaks lowly the sound of her voice fills the room, blocking out the sound of waves rocking the ship beneath them.

As she speaks, she feels herself begin to sway in her chair, all her energy beginning to leave her body. She feels numb and though she doesn’t know it, Harriet places her hands on either side of her arms to steady her. Her eyes begin to fade in and out of focus before they close. With her eyes closed and her energy leaving her, she doesn’t remember finishing the spell.

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When Uma’s consciousness returns to her, she only sees the blankness behind her eyes. She feels the softness of a mattress beneath her and the weight of a blanket lying over her. Opening her eyes, it takes her a few moments to realise where she is, finding the door of Harry’s room cracked open.

Stretching her legs out she finds that her feet move without obstruction and she knows that Harriet would have tucked her in – CJ would have forgotten to take her boots off. Though she also finds the bed empty, her feet not connecting into Harry who she had thought would be behind her.

Rolling over, she finds him missing but the other half of the bed still warm from where he had left it recently. Pushing herself up she brushes her hair out of her face and then reaches down to grab her boots from the floor before strapping them on.

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The ship is quiet as she walks through the hallway towards the kitchen where she knows the rest of them will be, they always tend to hang out there because it is a place their father never goes. Stepping through the door she finds Harriet behind the bench and Harry at one of the stools with his back to her.

“How are ya, love?” Harriet spots her first, a motherly tone to her voice.

Still lacking energy Uma just smiles reassuringly at her before taking a seat next to Harry.

“How are you feeling?” she asks him, her voice sounding slightly faint.

“Can say we’ve both been better” he smiles at her.

“I didn’t almost die” Uma points out.

Harry hums questioningly, smirking at her. “Ettie wasn’t too sure about that one.”

“Gave me a right scare you did when you passed out” Harriet flashes her eyes at her.

Uma looks down at the bench sheepishly, she hadn’t meant for anyone to worry. Though before she can make some form of an apology Harriet speaks before her.

“Seeing as you’re up both up now, I need to get a few things done in the market. Uma you can stay the night here if you like” she offers, pushing herself back from where she had been leaning against the bench. “But you’re staying here” she commands Harry seriously, ruffling his hair just to annoy him.

He quickly scrambles to fix his hair, which doesn’t turn out too different, as Uma nods a goodbye to her as she walks out the door.

“She told me what you did” Harry says staring down at his hands, not meeting her eyes. “Thank you.”

His words sound like they are hard for him to get out, but not because he doesn’t mean them. It’s because his words could never describe just how much it means to him. He opens his mouth to continue but closes it, not knowing how to.

Uma reaches up and places her hand over his on the bench, silencing him, knowing exactly what he means. “I would do it a thousand times over for you.”

“You passed out, you put yourself at risk for me. I never wanted that” he says finally looking into her eyes.

“I never wanted to worry anyone” Uma tells him.

“Neither did I” Harry says quietly, struggling to stay looking at her.

“Did you know you were that sick?” she asks her tone gentle but full of inquisition. He shakes his head and Uma sees no lie in his eyes.

“It makes sense now looking back on it” he admits, “but in the moment I managed to convince myself that everything was fine: it was just all down to me being tired.”

“Everyone has the power of hindsight” Uma reminds him. “Harriet told me you were looking after it. You did everything you could.”

“But it wasn’t enough” he says, his voice quiet and defeated.

“It’s just bad luck, and you’d tell me the exact same thing if our positions were switched” she points out. “And you’re alive, aren’t you?”

“Only thanks to you.”

“Incorrect” Uma rejects. “There was still amputation.”

“Da would have loved that” Harry scoffs.

Uma smirks but refuses to acknowledge that Harriet had said the same thing. “But it didn’t come to that.”

“It didn’t” Harry agrees.

“Can I have a look at it?” Uma asks.

Harry obliges and turns his stool to face her, lifting his arm up onto the bench.

Uma tentatively unwraps the bandage revealing a clean cut across the skin. She can’t help but let her face fall a little. She’d hoped that the wound might have closed and she tells him as much.

He laughs pulling his arm away from her and she looks up at him confused. “What?”

“You saved me from death and it isn’t enough for you.”

“I could never do enough for you” she tells him without meaning to.

He smiles shaking his head at her, “you know that you already have.”

#harry hook fanfiction #uma fanfiction #disney descendants fanfiction #huma #injury #magic

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glittercandies · 5 years ago

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Hook and Pan

Harry Hook x Reader

(Y/N) Pan is the daughter of the boy that wanted to never grow up, Peter Pan. In the end, despite all of his efforts to remain a kid forever he ended up being a father. But the idea of such a big responsibility scared him so he left (Y/N) after she was born. But the young (H/C) haired girl visited Neverland in her dreams. Her father would tell her stories about the fairies, mermaids that lived in Neverland and about the gruesome pirate that was his enemy, Captain Hook.

Now, (Y/N) was no longer a little girl. Pan grew up (ironically) and made friends at Auradon.

When four villain kids came to the school she didn't heistate to meet and befriend them. After all she saw them as people she could share her shenanigans with. (Y/N) tried to show her prankster, childish, adventurous self to others but telling Audrey her plans of pranking some students got her suspended for a few days. The VKs laughed at (Y/N)s crazy ideas and suggestions and got along with her swimmingly.

While (Y/N) got along with Mal, Evie, Carlos and Jay, she didn't join in their trips to the Isle. Unfortunately, while it did seem like a fun adventure she decided to watch from afar to see how it was going to turn out.

Now, she wasn't shy or scared. (Y/N) knew how to put up a fight and how to run away in dangerous places full of obstacles. She didn't fear anyone on the island but she didn't find it necessary to join them. It wasn't her problem and she saw it as something they had to settle themselves.

After the barrier has been broken down, any villain kid that wanted it had a chance to a normal life at Auradon. A ton of VKs wanted that so Ben organized them in 4 person groups. Each group had assigned an Auradon Kid to show them around. (Y/N) being an enthusiastic girl was selected to be one of the guides.

'I wonder who I got~' she thought waiting for the limo door to open. Ben told her he choose them specially for her.

First, a beautiful girl with blue hair that she recognized as Uma, came out. (Y/N) didn't do any research, not needed since all Auradon kids knew who she was at this point. She was surprised Uma wasn't assigned to Mal seeing as the two were friends.

After Uma, the son of Gaston followed. Gil wasn't as known but since (Y/N) has spent time with Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos she heard all about how they teamed up with Uma and her squad. Gil looked enthusiastic, even if he'd already been here.

The last persons to get out were the infamous Harry Hook, a quite gorgeous guy with the most piratey attire you've seen, and seemingly his sister CJ, since the two looked alike, who he was bickering with. These were the kids of her fathers enemy but the moment she saw them, a big grin made its way on her face. (Y/N)s mind was full of ideas warying from befriending them to making their lives miserable through pranks to just being aquantiences with them.

"Welcome to Auradon! The name's (Y/N) Pan and I will be your guide. No need for introductions since I figured out who y'all are~" (Y/N) announced with a smirk and shook their hands.

Uma raised an eyebrow but shook her hand, Gil smiled and said his "Nice to meet you!!", CJ shook her hand with heistation and Harry. . . Harry just returned the smirk.

"So ye know who my father is las?" He asked.

"Yep, and you know who mine is" (Y/N) flashed a grin. "Now onto the tour-"

The tour itself was supposed to be filled with information about the history of the castle but (Y/N) decided to just show them around while making sarcastic remarks and stupid puns that seemed entertaining enough. She got giggles, laughs and smiles from the four. Harry being himself shamelessly flirted to get an embarrassed or flustered reaction out of (Y/N) but what he got back was (Y/N) aCtually playing along and sometimes even responding with her own dumb pick up line, making other crack up at Hooks pink face (he didn't really expect her playin along--)

"Alright, if y'all have got any more questions, feel free to ask me" (Y/N) said at the end.

A couple of sures and nods. While everyone left to their dorms, she felt her arm getting grabbed. Next thing she knew, she was pinned to a wall by Harry.

"hEy calm your thirsty ass and ask me on a date first. I know you want me but I'm not THAT iresistibble" (Y/N) jocked while winking.

And there she goes again, making him a flustered mess. He quickly composed himself

"Pfft yer quite somethin. Can we hang out some time?" Harry asked with a smirk. While he just met her and she was supposedly his enemy he just felt the urge to befriend her.

"Sure thing fishy"

*two months later*

"So you flirt with everyone just to intimidate them? Ugh man I was so hopeful I could be able to see some boy on boy action. Seeing the way you act around Ben I could've sworn you were gay-" (Y/N) rambled, trying to tease/annoy her best friend and crush.

"I ain't gay, give it up lassie" Harry responded looking straight into (Y/N)s (E/C) eyes. "I am pansexual though" he smirked.

"*exaggerated gasp* i knEW YOu were into me!!" (Y/N) smirked.

"I'm not denyin' that" Harry responded jockingly.

For the first time, (Y/N) was seen with a blush that she quickly dismissed and blamed on the sun.

"(Y/N) wer' in a dorm room" Harry said with an amused tone.

"Wait hol' up I meant the heat, not the sun-"

"It's autumn lassie"

"Yeah but it's still warm"

"Whateva' lost girl, I'll let ya have this one. Thou' you look adorable when you're blushin'"

While all of the flirting between them was always jockingly, Harry couldn't help but feel as if there was something more than that. (Y/N) complimented him, helped him when he felt down, stayed with him late at night making dumb jokes and puns,

They shared secrets and used each other as support when things got bad, and yes, friends do that.

But friends don't get lost into each others eyes, don't hold each others hands when they're alone, friends don't hug for whole minutes and friends don't constantly flirt with each other, even if it's jockingly.

Harrys train of thoughts was interrupted by something soft against his lips. He felt his whole face get warmer . . .

Because his was face being covered by a pillow.

"Dude you ok? You kinda spaced out-" (Y/N) began saying.

"I'm fine, don' worry love"

Love. That nickname. Even though (Y/N) didn't show it, it made her feel very flustered but she kept that under her joker facade. The names Harry called her, the way he treated her. . Maybe he saw her as more than a friend too.

Part 2 gunna come out soon

#descendants #harry hook #x reader #harry hook x reader #imagine #fanfiction #descendants 3 #thomas doherty #dove cameron #sofia carson #booboo stewart #evie queen #Mal #uma #pirate

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 2 years ago

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So, Audrey Rose names CJ Hook her legal heir. (CJ is, like, thirteen at this point? Fourteen max.)

And absolutely no one is having a good time.

For example, Harriet Hook, who now has to deal with annoying little sister who tries to pull rank on her. It doesn't work, but that does not stop Harriet and Audrey from yelling at eachother for solid three hours.

At the end, the selling point for Harriet is „But imagine how awful it will be for the old royals and Fairy Godmother when they'll be forced to deal with your younger sister and also be polite about it!“

That, and the fact that CJ agrees to carry a GoPro camera at her person.

(Look, Harriet just wants to see King Beast and Fairy Godmother suffer, okay?)

The camera is not needed, though.

Audrey does absolutely nothing to keep her heir in check and after two sessions, Harriet is allowed to tag along if only to look after CJ.

Now, the council meetings are attended by all three Hook siblings (as Uma is invited and Harry comes with her, obviously.)

It's utter chaos and I'm living for it, but between Uma, Harriet, Audrey, Evie and Lonnie, things are actually getting Done.

...Now I just need a valid reason for Evie to be invited to the meetings, don't I.

Which of the descendants couples (non-canon or canon) do you think, if any, would eventually have kids.

Well. Ben and Mal are pretty much bound to, or anyone else Ben ends up with, really, since you kind of need heirs to continue monarchy.

So by that logic, also Chad and Audrey, hopefully not with eachother, though.

In general, I'm not a huge fan of next gen stuff, which, yes, is a bit ironic given the whole deal Descendants has going on. (In my defense, I saw descendants before I saw the original disney movies, in most cases.)

Other couples, well, maybe Uma and Harry? In a long long while once they both heal and settle down?

I feel like the other ship I like Disaster threesome of Anthony, Ginny and Harriet has had enough children in their life already. For now, at least.

Now, regarding Audrey...

She is a princess of her kingdoms, right? She needs heirs.

And I want you to imagine Audrey, post Queen of Mean Audrey, friends with the pirates Audrey, getting fed up with high society and straight up naming CJ Hook as her heir.

The background for this: Audrey is besties with Anthony Tremaine, and babysat CJ few times so he and Harriet could go on a date without worrying that CJ will do too much trouble.

Audrey also might or might not be in a qpr with Harry and Uma, possibly Gil. Hard to say. (Aro ace Audrey Rose, anyone?)

So, yeah. She just decides to say fuck it and make everyone else's lives a mess too. By naming CJ her heir. Because honestly, she's the crown princess. They need her.

So what are they gonna do?

Please tell me to elaborate I want to elaborate -

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cartoonfangirl1218 · 6 years ago

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Winner’s Curse Ch. 6

Thanks to @edream93 for her awesome playlists for WLTF. Even though she never intended for it, the songs for those CJ-centric chapters really inspired me to get into CJ’s confident mood for this ch.

CJ clapped her hands triumphantly as she crawled out of the disgusting bag of trash she had hidden herself in and looked around.

Though she smelled nauseating and was covered with a foot of dirt and grime she felt as accomplished as she had when she set sail on the Auradon seas with her very own boat.

Too bad she couldn’t have used her boat to travel back to the Isle. She would have totally impressed everyone with her stylish ride that she had tricked out with ferocious skull sails and images of impalement and other pirate crimes decorating the walls of the Captain stern. She had wanted to but then she remembered that it would be impossible to get her ship past the Magical Barrier.

So she went with the less fabulous, but still deceptive disguise as a goblin to take trash from Auradon to the Isle.

Unfortunately her lack of green skin or any sort of ugly exterior appearance made the goblins suspicious of her presence among them so her last ditch effort was to hide among the trash.

And it worked!

CJ shook the moldy banana peel from her wavy hair and wiped off the sludge from her red pirate coat and laughed to herself. It was almost funny, after years of trying to get out of this forsaken place she had spent the last month sailing her way from Camelot to Auradon Prep in order to catch the last trash run to the Isle.

It hadn’t been part of her life plan. She had been having a grand old time on the high seas, looting and plundering from the too trusting goody goody tourists, getting riches and drinking life as well as beer when she had gotten spotted a letter in a bottle.

CJ loved letters in bottles, ever since she was a kid and her dad had told her that pirate used to put letters in bottles so that people may never find the directions to their treasure or put threatening notes to scare whoever found the bottle next.

Not that she had the chance to see many bottles near the Isle or send any out. Resources like paper were scarce and Dad tend to reuse bottles to fill them up with his beer.

So she took the bottle out of the sea and opened it up. She had expected a good chuckle over whatever vile threat the note had but was shocked to see it was actually addressed to her.

Hey CJ,

I know this is probably won’t get to you, but I gotta try, you know.

I guess yer dad hadn’t told you that he screwed with me and that I am your mother but I am. It had been bad night and instead of using his hook to slit my throat, it slipped down his pants and things kinda went from there.

Anyway I hear ya pilliging Auradon so that’s awesome. Give those Auradonians something to scream about, stab every last one of them and take all their fancies. Especially silver, silver sells well on the black market.

I’m writing because even though you probably don’t want to go back to this stupid place, I’m planning a raid on your da’s Jolly Roger. If you help me, it can be yours after I die or get murdered. You deserve it, you’re more of a pirate than your siblings will ever be.

Fine sailing matey,

Lady Caine

Lady Caine was her mother.

At first she had been skeptical but then she realized why would Lady Caine have to gain from lying that she was her mother. No one on the Isle really knew who both their parents were and those who may have fathered r mothered them never said so because they didn’t care. So why would Lady Caine lie about being CJ’s mom? It wasn’t like she would have anything to gain from it. It wasn’t like CJ was going to blindly follow her or want a tearfully reunion from the women. She must have thought that now CJ was all grown up, she was capable enough to be a worthy ally.

Besides having Lady Caine to be her bio mom wasn’t exactly disappointing.

Lady Caine was the self-proclaimed, “Queen of Thieves” and the only female pirate that was on the Isle so CJ secretly admired her despite dad’s deep hatred.

She was everything CJ ever wanted to be when she grew up, manipulative, self-centered, ruthless, and a “devil may care” attitude towards the few authorities that were present on the Isle.

And it turned out she was her mother.

And she was offering her a chance to inherit the Jolly Roger!

Though CJ loved the boat she currently had, the boat she had bought with her own stolen money, she wanted the Jolly Roger even more.

The Jolly Roger would be a sure sign of who was the finest and scariest pirate in the kingdom.

Not her siblings who had tried to use her as their own first mates instead of recognizing her fearsomeness. Not her dad who was far past his glory days.

Her.

She had always thought that Harriet would end up taking over dad’s ship being the oldest and the one who spent so much of her teenage years to maintaining it when Dad was too drunk or hungover to do it himself. She was the one who handled the members of Dad’s crew when they got out of line and was the one who made the dock the place not be at nighttime.

Harriet deserved the Jolly Roger, she had put so much effort.

But that would be doing the right thing and being a good person was never CJ’s priority.

That ship was going to be hers so she hiked the first current out of Camelot and now she was here. She had kept that letter safe in her coat pocket along with her trusty compass so she could get both at any time.

CJ decided to head to her old room first in order to pick up some of her belongings that she had left behind.

The streets were dark and empty which was usually the first sign that you were going to get jumped but minutes passed and CJ walked by, unassulted.

Now that she really looked around, it seemed no one was about. Lights were off and shutters binded. The place had become a real ghost town.

Maybe it was fight night at Gaston’s bar, that usually drew a large crowd.

Even though it was a dark tar black with no extra lights on, CJ was able to find her way to the Jolly Roger. She could find that place in her sleep. It was a point of pride for a pirate captain to find their ship wherever they went and the Jolly Rogers would be hers.

The old idiot, Smee was sleeping on guard duty. It was tempting for CJ to hit him around a little as her father would do if he saw Smee sleeping on the job like this but refrained, she would do it when she left.

The ship creaked and groaned under her weight but no one came to the upper dock to shout intruder so CJ continued below deck to her room.

The last room on the stern was hers as it was because she was the last and therefore insignificant as Harriet told her. The quarters were tight and now that she had grown a few inches she kept banging her head against the ceiling.

The place looked like it had been ransacked. The pirate maps she had drew when she was younger, the ones that showed the route she believed to go to Neverland were all torn up. Her few thin blankets were shredded to threads. Her small chest was splintered apart as if someone brought a mallet to it and the items she had stolen, one of Ursula’s shell necklaces, bullets from Rourke, fancy hats from Anastasia among others laid scattered on the floor.

“Ugh. No respect. No one has respect.” CJ muttered as she got on her hands and knees to search for what she really wanted, her telescope. She would need it in order to plan attacks on enemies from afar.

“Whose here?” A voice growled from behind her and CJ whirled around, fists ready to battle.

“CJ?” Harry stared at her slack-jawed as if he was seeing Davy Jones in the flesh and CJ relaxed her fists.

From the dim candle lantern in Harry’s hand, CJ could see that her brother hadn’t changed a bit. His face was smeared with grease paint and too much eyeshadow with his messy hair sometimes flopping over his eyes. Though he was sporting a new scar above his eyebrow. His clothes were still raggedy and torn but it also looked like they were hanging on his frame rather than highlighting his intimidating muscles.

Before CJ could wonder about whether he was eating less, Harry thrust a hook under nose and demanded, “What are ye doing here?”

CJ decided to go for sass, pushing his hook away she snorted, “This is my room.”

“Not anymore.” Harry kicked her, “You live in Auradon now, brat.”

CJ bit her lip to keep from groaning as Harry’s foot connected with her gut and punched at his nuts causing him to jump back and slam himself against the door. She took the moment to grope under her bed for the feel of her telescope when at last she felt the cool glass.

She pulled it out from under her bed, slid it down her boot and casually stretched out her muscles as if Harry’s hostility didn’t faze her one bit. And it didn’t. She had dealt with his mood swings for years and though he usually didn’t get so physically rough, she was quite capable of holding on her own.

When she cocked her head to crack her neck bones, CJ was startled by the hatred in his glare for her and was even more startled by this strange feeling of pain tugging her heart.

Harry never looked at her that way before. Usually he looked at her with anger and annoyance, not hatred. After all, she was his baby sister, it was her job to compete with and annoy him to death.

Then again, she had been forgetting what his face looked like since she left, maybe her memory was just fuzzy. It wasn’t like their relationship was a solid, trusting one. Ha! None of her relationships were. Especially with her siblings.

CJ swore they hated each other from day one. Harriet despised that she was on “mom” duty at twelve years, having to clean and change their dirty diapers and they didn’t even pay her back by becoming her loyal first mate. Instead they were her worst enemy when it came to competing for control of the dock.

Harry was a disgrace since he chose not to lead and follow Captain Hook’s fierce reputation but chose to be subservient to another Vk and be a loyal member of a crew.

CJ hated them both for always underestimating her and taking away her attention and resources so no one on the Isle feared her, they saw her as the overdramatic, neurotic, controlling youngest child of Hook. Not a evil pirate on her own.

“Why are ya-“ Harry was about to ask again but CJ shoved past him and walked up to the deck.

“CJ!” Harry yelled, stomping up the stairs.

“Shut up with the hissy fit, Hawthorne! Save your dramatics for Shrimpy!” CJ yelled back using her brother’s hated full name and hated nickname for his captain, “I won’t be in your hair for long. I’ve just come for what’s rightfully mine.”

“DON’T call Uma, Shrimpy and nothing here is for you.” Harry snarled catching the tail end of CJ’s coat.

“SHUT UP, I’M TRYING TO SLEEP!” Their dad’s booming voice shocked the two into silence for a moment before they heard him resume his snoring.

“The Jolly Ranger is mine.” CJ glanced down at the lovely old ship and lovingly caressed the railing. “Mom said it should be. And we’re going to make sure it will.”

“We don’t have a mom.” Harry snorted derisively but CJ took out her letter and waved it tauntingly in his face.

“I do. It’s Lady Caine.” CJ smirked triumphantly as Harry read the words himself and his eyes darted between her and the letter in disbelief.

He tore the letter from her hand and crumpled into a little ball to throw in the ocean but CJ didn’t care. She didn’t need it anymore.

Harry stared at her as if she was a total stranger which was another look that seemed to pain her heart for some reason but CJ ignored it. She may have been living in Auradon but it had not made her soft. She did not care for her brother one bit.

CJ turned to loop one of the ropes used for keeping the sail open to her wrist, “Ta ta, Harry!”

With one practiced launch, she leapt off the boat and swung her way to the dock while knocking Harry’s hat to the water.

“CJAAAAY!”

With that ferocious shout and swears of vengeance, and Smee’s startled gasp, CJ smiled and nodded to herself confidently.

Calista Jane Hook was back everybody.

#cj hook #harry hook #disney descendants #my fanfic #my fanfiction #winner’s curse #chapter six

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hannahhook7744 · 2 years ago

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The Failed Shovel talk;

Summary; The Hook siblings attempt to give Haul the shovel talk. It doesn't go as expected at all. Also featuring Peter Pan, Ginny Gothel, and an alternate version of Hope from ouat as half siblings who also take part in this ridiculous endeavor. Requested by @idontliketomatoesleavemealone and suggested by @dragoneyes618 .

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Hannah and Haul had been together for 6 years by the time they actually got around to introducing him as her boyfriend.

It wasn't their fault. No really, it wasn't. It just kind of happened after the whole 'running off to bulid their own circus at 15 and 17' thing.

And sure, they could have gone and visited her adoptive family like they had the rest of their family (Haul's and her bio parents' family). But Haul was tired of the bullying at school enough to drop out and Hannah was angry about the amount of secrets everyone in her family was keeping... so, they didn't.

And yeah, it could very well be considered petty on Hannah's part but she didn't particularly care and Haul would do anything she asked him to. And could you really blame either of them after finding out all the secrets her family had been keeping?

Harry dating Audrey.

Ginny and Clay being married.

Harriet being able to speak to more than just crocodiles.

Cj running off to wonderland. Without telling anyone. Again. AND MARRYING ZEVON.

Her father getting remarried.

Her grandfather being DAVY JONES!

Peter Pan being her brother.

Hannah thought that all of that warranted being more than a little petty-- even if Haul didn't necessarily agree with her.

But all of that was behind them now and he was finally getting reintroduced to her family. Well, her siblings at least. Apparently her father was still livid that she ran off and his new-not-so-new wife and mother were trying to calm him down. Who would have thought that, that was a possibility? Totally not him.

Everything was going well at first.

All 6 of Hannah's siblings-- yes, 6, apparently her father had another kid while she was gone-- were being friendly enough. Even though he could tell that it was forced-- they had the same tells as Hannah after all-- he appreciated it.

Harriet talked about her kids and job. And Anthony's bat. And the animals she had in her corner.

Ginny talked about all the deadly potions she knew how to make and all the weapons Clay owned.

With Cj chiming in about all the ones Zevon knew how to make and all the deadly adventures they had been on. While playing with a lighter.

Harry just played with his hook, making hook puns. Which kept getting him warning looks from Harriet.

The only ones being genuinely friendly were Peter-- who had known where they had been the entire time-- and little 5 year old Hope. The kid James Hook had when Hannah was gone.

Everything was going well at first.

Until Hope had to go to the bathroom and asked Hannah to come with her. Which Hannah couldn't refuse because she adored the little one already.

As soon as the two of them were out of earshot, everything went to hell.

"So. Haul--" Harriet started, leaning toward him slightly. Scratching her pet crocodile's back. "We need to talk"

Peter snickered.

Haul shot him a brief glare before turning back to Harriet "About?"

Harry got in between them, grinning like a mad man. "Your intentions with our baby sister "

"I don't have any intentions with Hope" He replied dryly, despite knowing exactly what they meant.

Harry's smile vanished. "Not her! You know what we mean!"

"No I don't. Because last time I checked Hannah wasn't a baby" Haul knew that he was treading on thin ice but he really couldn't help it. He was tired of everyone trying to use intimidations on him. It got old fast.

"She's still our baby sister" Ginny chimed in, sharpening her nails with her dagger.

"She's 22 and can take care of herself " Haul bit down on his lip to stop himself from sounding too annoyed. He knew that they'd just take notice of it and use it to their advantage. Hannah had told him so before they had arrived.

"22 year olds don't know what they want" Haul wanted to face palm. Honestly, how stupid could one be?

"Cj, you're literally a year older than her. You're basically saying that YOU don't know what YOU want." He sighed, pinching his nose.

Cj turned red, having possibly forgotten that little fact, and scowled "that's not the point! Just focus on what we're saying!"

"I would if you were saying anything worth focusing on"

Before they could say or do anything in response, an oblivious Hannah returned carrying a sleeping Hope.

"Hey guys what's u-- why does Peter look one laugh away from death?"

Haul just smiled innocently at her, feeling 4 glares on him. "No reason, Dream Queen. No reason"

Author's note; sorry, this probably isn't my best work but I wasn't sure how to phrase it.

For anyone wondering;

Ginny Gothel is the hook kids' half sibling and she married Clay Clayton.

Peter Pan is their full blooded brother. Something no one knew till Hannah figured it out when she was 15.

Harriet married Anthony and Harry married Audrey.

Cj married Zevon.

And Hope is Hook and his new wife's daughter.

Everyone's ages can be found down below;

Ginny and Harriet are 28.

Harry is 25.

Haul is 24.

Cj is 23.

Hannah is 22.

Peter is still physically like 13.

And Hope is 5 and based on baby Hope from ouat. She's meant to be an alternate version of her. She is not @idontliketomatoesleavemealone oc, Hope. Or my oc, Hope Sid. Just to be clear.

Hope that clears up most confusion.

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edream93 · 6 years ago

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I’m Hooked On All These Feelings (Harry of Auradon AU) Part 8

Hello! It’s been a while since the last update! As always let me know what you think either here or on AO3 or FF.net. Here’s the link for Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6 , and Part 7 of the story so far. Anyway, I hope you all still enjoy and thank you for your support!

“I don’t know what love feels like…”

“Are you sure you’re alright, Harry?”

He sighed loudly, pulled from his thoughts. Shaky hands ran irritated fingers through his already messy hair as he pushed away from his dorm room window. He breathed in deeply through his nose, just like his old therapist, Mr. Topolino used to instruct him.

It didn’t help.

“Again, Harriet,” Harry tried to keep the irritation out of his tone as he turned towards her, “for the hundredth time, I’m fine.”

“You’re gonna smother him with your hovering, Ettie,” CJ also seemed to be annoyed with their sister. She laid on her back with her head hanging upside down over the edge. “The infirmary cleared him days ago.” Her face broke out into a mischievous little grin. “Though his big-head syndrome is unfortunately incurable.”

Harry threw a balled up shirt at her, grinning at the surprised squeal she let out.

Harriet glared at her siblings but sighed after a moment, picking up her captain’s hat and fiddling with it. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “Just knowing that my brother was targeted by Gaston’s bumbling son and Ursula’s wretched daughter has put me on edge.”

Harry closed his eyes. “It wasn’t them, Ettie.”

“Really?” Harriet snorted incredulously, flicking her long braid over her shoulder. “Because breaking a suspect from their cell and running away in the middle of the night seems pretty guilty to me, Harry James. Their parents, who were villains, raised them to be liar and thieves! It was only a matter of time, if you ask me,” she crossed her arms with a sneer.

Harry’s jaw clenched. He turned his glare back to the window.

Harriet was telling the truth. They had left in the middle of the night, leaving even Mal and her gang clueless. They hadn’t stolen anything (afterall, Harry had given Uma his heart) but King Adam wanted them found. Now.

Glancing at CJ who was glaring at her, Harriet sighed, cursing under her breath. “I’m sorry Harry. I…,” she paused searching for the right words. “I hate to see you hurting.”

Though she and her siblings kept in regular enough contact, it felt like ages since Harriet actually felt like a big sister for her brother. The last time they had been in a room together was when Harry had just been a tall gangly thing. She missed the little boy who would string shells together for her whenever she came back from her naval training. The one who cried into her neck when their father had deemed it necessary to send him to live with the King and Queen when Neverland was too much for his intolerance. This young man before her was different.

He was a stranger to her.

Harriet bit her lip, putting down her hat and instead picked up the plain box she had brought with her earlier. “I don’t intend to stay long,” she cleared her throat, adopting the detached but commanding air of the Royal Navy captain that she was. “I know you have to get to that fitting for Ben’s coronation and my crew is undoubtedly iching to take sail again but...I thought that it was a good time to give you this,” she said said holding out the box to him.

Curiosity winning out over his dark mood, Harry moved away from his window, taking the box into his hands. It was heavier than he initially thought it was going to be. He went over to his bed, playfully pushing CJ off the bed to make room as he took a seat with the box on his lap. The blonde threw a pillow at his head which Harriet caught as she sat down next to her brother.

Harry opened the box, pushing aside Harriet’s perfectly wrapped tissue paper to reveal dark red leather.

He found himself speechless.

“Is this...?” he began taking the item further out of the box to reveal a red leather jacket.

“Yeah,” Harriet nodded, the corner of her lips tugging upwards sadly. “It belonged to your mother.”

Harry ran his hand over the jacket’s material feeling the small embroidered swan that had been stitched under the fold of the collar. Just like his father had described when Harry was just a young boy.

“I thought,” Harriet cleared her throat, “that you’d want it for the coronation. Not only is Ben being crowned as the reigning king but it’ll also be when he announces your appointment as the King’s Hand. His right hand. This jacket will show that you are more than worthy to take on the position.”

Standing up and moving over to his mirror, Harry shrugged on the jacket, feeling it magically shift around him to fit him, the amount of magic that had settled into every stitch and seam so old and established that it barely brushed against his awareness. When he looked down, the jacket had enlarged so not only did it fit his much broader shoulders, but it had also lengthened as well. (It was almost exactly like the one he had worn in his dream, if a bit cleaner.)

It was woven from fairy magic. One of the last remaining relics of Knights and Saviors. Roles that had been deemed unnecessary in this time of peace. And it had been gifted to his mother when she was just a young bounty hunter, rounding up some of the still living villains that Zeus hadn’t flushed with Hades out from the Underworld and onto the Isle. He had thought that his father had given it to the Auradon Museum’s archives, next to Audrey’s father’s fairy blessed sword and shield.

“Thanks Harriet,” his voice was thick. He cleared his throat, blinking quickly. “Thank you.”

Harriet got up, pressing a quick kiss to his temple. “Only those who are worthy and truly have something to protect can wear this. She would be proud of you. Just like we are,” she said nodding towards CJ. “Just like father is.”

“Then why isn’t he here?” Harry wanted to question her but held his tongue. He didn’t want to argue with her over a man that they both knew was more of an elusive legend than an actual father to any of them.

Sensing his shift to heavier thoughts, CJ let out a loud sigh, drawing both of her siblings attention to her. “Harry gets a cool magic jacket and he’ll probably get a cool fancy ship of his own. What about me?” she pouted, arms crossed. She even stomped her foot for added effect, the soft chiming of bells heard in tandem with the movement.

Harriet rolled her eyes, reaching over to ruffle her sister’s hair. “Perhaps if someone hadn’t sent Father’s favorite row boat over Pixie Falls, that someone would have gotten her boating license by now.”

CJ groaned, rolling her eyes as she flopped onto her back on Harry’s bed. “I’m part Never-fairy! Sammy Smee should know that you can’t challenge me and expect me not to prove you wrong! Competitiveness is a very overpowering emotion!” she cried throwing her hands up. “But did he get punished as an instigator to the crime? Nooooo! Buncha fairy discrimination!”

Harriet rolled her eyes, turning to her brother. “Do something about this one, will you?”

Harry shook with barely restrained laughter. “You say that like you think I have any control over the little demon?”

“Hey!”

“Wishful thinking, I suppose,” Harriet shrugged, already making her way towards the door. She paused, a proud look in her eye as she looked at Harry. “I know things haven’t gone how you expected them to, but I am seriously proud of you. Both of you,” she said before leaving the room, Harry and CJ left behind.

“Well,” CJ said getting up, brushing off imaginary dust off her. “I hate lying to Harriet.”

Closing his eyes, Harry pulled out Ursula’s old shell necklace from underneath his shirt, not able to help the little smile that came to his face when the necklace seemed to hum at his touch, a sound that if he focused intently enough sounded like the most beautiful voice singing to him.

“Ye know ye didn’t have to be a part of this,” he looked at her seriously. “Ye can walk away and no one would be none the wiser. Ye’d be a hero.”

CJ pursed her lips, reaching up to adjust his collar. “Ye know ye sound ridiculous with that accent when ye get stressed,” she teased back. “Besides, I have a debt to repay.” When she was done, she took a step back. “Plus,” she smirked, oozing with mischief. “I always wanted to be a pirate.”

#disney descendants #huma #harry hook x uma #harry hook #cj hook #harriet hook #slight ouat references #harry of auradon au #i'm hooked on all these feelings #edream93 fanfiction #edream93 fanfic

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bloggingfandoms1306 · 7 years ago

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descendants - doug (son of dopey) imagine: welcome

Rating: PG-13 (?)

Pairing: Doug and Villian You

Warning: Language

Requested: Yes by @coolkimchijoy16 on my old account

Word Count: 662

Summary: Doug is your guide when you step foot into Auradon for the first time.

You were brought to Auradon with a few other villains to get a new chance at life. You were Y/N daughter of Queen of Hearts. You were known as a dangerous lady and to not be crossed.

You stepped out of the limousine with a few other of your fellow villain kids. Including, CJ Hook and her sister Harriet Hook (seeing as Harry was already here), Sammy Smee (who was just the nicest villain you’ve ever met) and lastly, Jade who is the niece of Jafar and Jay’s cousin.

You looked around and were presented with four Descendants. Ben (son of King Beast and Queen Belle), Evie (daughter of Evil Queen), Jay (son of Jafar), and another younger man that you did not recognize, but he looked oddly familiar.

“Villains! Welcome to Auradon! We believe that you will enjoy your stay here at Auradon Prep.” King Ben announced to us, clapping his hands together and giving a bright smile. “We have decided to split you up and go with a tour guide. When I call your name, please step forward.”

“CJ and Harriet Hook.” King Ben called out. “Your tour guide will be Evie.” He smiled. Evie stepped out and waved at the sisters and ushering them inside.

Ben looked down at his papers and called out the next name, “Jade,” Ben stared at the young lady, knowing that name and knowing she was related to Jay. “And Jay is your tour guide.”

Jay ran toward and gave his cousin a big hug since it’s been awhile since they have seen each other.

“Alright, Y/N,” The King announced, “Your tour guide is Doug.” That was the other kid you didn’t know, Doug.

Doug approached you and shook your hand, “Hello, my name is Doug, son of Dopey.” He gave a sideways smile as you hesitantly returned his handshake.

You followed Doug into the school. He showed you where the band room was, the art room, and the tourney field.

You guys talked, mostly about the Isle, as Doug was very interested in the Isle.

“Do you know Evie?” Doug happily asked. You nodded. You weren’t friends with Evie but you went to school with her on the Isle.

“Why?” You asked annoyed. Doug stopped walking and grinned widely.

“She’s my best friend.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. Of course, she is, it’s Evie.

An hour later, you were finally down with the tour. The last place was your dorm. Doug gracefully brought you to your dorm. “Currently, you don’t have a roommate, but if that bothers you, I could ask Fairy God Mother to get that changed.” You shook your head, you liked being alone anyway.

Doug stepped into your room as you plopped down on your new bed. “Care if I stay? I don’t have any plans and I would love to get to know you.”

You internally groaned but decided to let him. “Knock yourself out.”

***

It’s been three hours and you and Doug had a great time. You were currently on your bed laughing at something dumb he said.

“Okay, I got one. Why did the chicken cross the road?” Doug asked, grinning mischievously.

“I don’t know. Why?” You answered, leaning on your hand.

Doug continued, “To get to the little bitch’s house. Knock knock?”

You raised an eyebrow, confused on where this was going. “Who’s there?”

Doug finished the joke while laughing, “the chicken!” It was such a dumb joke but was still hilarious.

Doug flipped his wrist over checking the time, “Damn time flies, I’ve got to go to band practice. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

You smiled to yourself, happy that you already made a friend. This place wasn’t so bad. “Okay,”

Doug reached into his pocket and pulled out a paper and pen. He quickly jotted down something then handed it to you. “You have a house phone. Works for anything. Just dial 7 before you dial the rest of the number. That’s my number. Hope to hear from you later.” Doug smiled, giving you a hug then promptly walking out the door.

What has this boy done to you already?

Masterlist

#descendants #descendants 2 #disney descendants #descendants imagine #harry hook #chad charming #evie #mal #carlos de vil #jay jafar #gil gaston

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all the ask questions. i want the juice

ahahaha ok this should be fun

1: The last person you kissed screams they love you, you say…

-- I LOVE YOU BIIITCH, AND I AINT NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCHHHHH2: Did you get to sleep in today?

-- nope i went to bed a little after 6 am and then had to wake up at 8:30

3: You never know what you got until you lose it?

-- wot? not sure what this means

4: Do you have siblings?

-- yee i have one older sister

5: How many kids do you want?

-- 2 probs

6: Who was the last person you held hands with?

-- uhm? i havent really held hands with people i dont think lol

7: Did you stand on your tippy-toes for your last kiss?

-- nope

8: Do you think if you died, the last person you kissed would care?

-- yeah i think so

9: Last person to talk on the phone?

-- my dad lol

10: Did anyone watch you the last time you kissed someone?

-- not that i know of

11: When’s your birthday?

-- very close to the troye sivan concert

12: Remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed?

-- yes it wasnt that long ago

13: What kind of phone do you have?

-- iphone 7

14: Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants?

-- im wearing athletic shorts because i just got home from gymnastics

15: Are you a different person now than you were 5 years ago?

-- oHHHH YEAH

16: What were you doing at 4 am?

-- idk probably crying hahah #relatableteen amirite

17: Would you rather write a paper or give a speech?

-- write a paper 10/10

18: Are you lying to yourself about something?

-- more or less

19: Last night you felt…?

-- mostly sad, scared, anxious

20: What’s something you cannot wait for?

-- all the concerts im going to this year (p!atd, troye sivan, twenty one pilots)

21: Ever told your parents you were going somewhere but when somewhere different?

-- no im a goody two shoes oops, also they track me so

22: How many hours of sleep did you get last night?

-- almost 2 and a half

23: Are you a morning or night person?

-- night 100%

24: What did you get your last bruise from?

-- gymnastics probably

25: Do you reply to all of your texts?

-- eventually

26: Your phone is ringing. It’s the person you fell hardest for. What do you do?

-- i would hope that i would pick up lol

27: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

-- no

28: Anyone you would like to get things straight with?

-- nope just fixed that yesterday lol

29: How many months until your birthday?

-- including this month 4

30: Favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?

-- uhm i eat peanut butter just like on a spoon most of the time

31: Did you like this past summer?

-- nothing im stressed and i miss my friends and i miss having stuff to do and i could go on for a while

32: What were you doing before you got on the computer?

-- eating yogurt and looking at instagram lol

33: Your ex is sitting next to you, with their new partner. What do you do?

-- i dont have an ex lol, but i would probably just like leave depending on how recent it was

34: What is the last thing you said out loud?

-- “do you ship drarry?” (she said no, we are no longer sisters)

35: Your mood summed into one work?

-- word? im assuming? ok well, uh ‘sad’ lol

36: Are you doing anything else besides taking this survey?

-- listening to paramore

37: What are your initials?

-- CJ

38: Are you a happy person?

-- no pft

39: Do you still talk to the person you liked 4 months ago?

-- i dont think i liked anyone 4 months ago?

40: Where do you want to live when your older?

-- the uk

41: Have you had your birthday this year?

-- not yet

42: What did you do yesterday?

-- ha i sat outside in a hammock in the rain for about 4 hours and watched the world cup

43: What will you be doing tomorrow?

-- uh hopefully watching harry potter

44: How late did you stay up last night?

-- more like stayed up early, 6 am ish

45: Is there anyone you would do anything for?

-- yes

46: Is it hard to make you laugh?

-- no lol

47: Do you believe ex’s can be just friends?

-- yes 100%

48: Do you think any of your exes will eventually want to be with you again?

-- dont have an ex

49: How many people have you had feelings for in the year of 2012?

-- dude all i remember about 2012 is the london olympics lol

50: Do you wish your ex was dead?

-- dont have one, but i dont wish anyone was dead

51: Have you ever dyed your hair?

-- yeah its red rn im probably doing purple next but im not sure leave sugguestions

52: Would ever take back someone that cheated?

-- depends on circumstances and the amount of time but probably not

53: Was New Year’s Even enjoyable?

-- yeah i sat under a blanket with my friend and watched it on tv lol

54: Bet you’re missing someone right now?

-- haha yeah and i shouldnt be rip

55: How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?

-- oh ive had this conversation with them they wouldnt pay for my college or wedding

56: Sleep on your back or stomach?

-- all of the above but mostly side

57: If you could move away, no questions asked, where would it be ?

-- uk

58: What would you change about your life right now?

-- uh my emotions and my friends emotions

59: Has anything upset you in the past week?

-- i get upset every day lmao bet

60: Are you on the phone?

-- nope

61: Today, would you rather go forward a week or back?

-- forward

62: Would you take $40,000 or a brand new car?

-- money

63: Have you ever talked to someone when they were high?

-- yeah lol

64: Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?

-- yeah like last week

65: Have you ever copied someone elses homework?

-- yeah who hasnt

66: Are you the type of person who likes to be out or at home?

- at home lol

67: Do you automatically check your phone when you wake up?

-- yeep

68: Have you ever stayed up all night on the phone?

-- oh yeah multiple times

69: Could you use some sleep right now?

-- yeah ill probably take a nap later tbh

70: Are you going to have a baby by the time you’re 18?

-- no i hope not

71: Does it bother you when someone hides things from you?

-- i mean yeah?

72: What’s your favorite color?

-- purple, black and red

73: Have you ever slept in the same room with someone you liked?

-- uhm ive only ever liked one person in my life and we havent had a sleepover in a long time

74: Have you ever been looking for something and it was already in your hand?

-- oh all the time

75: Do you get annoyed easily?

-- yeah lol

76: If someone liked you, would you want them to tell you?

-- YES YES YES

77: Do you have a person of the opposite sex that you can tell everything to?

-- i wouldnt entirely say opposite but yeah pretty much

78: Does anyone call you babe?

-- no one does romantically

79: How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

-- again with the opposite sex my dude, but i fully trust like 2 people

80: What do you prefer, relationship or one night stand?

-- relationship

81: What color hoodie did you wear last?

- im wearing a gray one rn

82: Is there someone who meant alot to you at one point, and isn’t around anymore?

-- yeah rip

that was fun thanks!!

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