#harriethook

[luzieldevil]

Finally Harriet Hook is back 😍❤️

[newt--x]

Three day ago I have decided to learn drawing (even if I should learn English before) and this night I tried to draw an angry Harriet Hook. I personally think it's ugly but why don't post it?

So I'm here. What do you think about it?

[hannahhook7744]

Thanks for answering my ask. I'll do my best to answer your questions to the best of my ability at the moment. Though the answer might change in the future or be built upon. But first let me say that you are quite right; she is quite jaded by Auardon standards-- BUT, that is not the case on the isle. Compared to the other isle kids (with the obvious exceptions of Gil, Carlos, the smee twins, and Dizzy) she's rather carefree.

Which makes sense when you consider the fact that she hit the jackpot when it came to parents. They did their best to parent and protect her while also nurturing her and her ambitions to the best of their ability. But obviously, it didn't completely work do to both of her families' enemies that kept targeting her and the simple fact that the isle is no place for a child. Let alone one so bright like her. And the whole being partially blind and deaf thing kinda contributed how jaded she would become, because (reminder), she didn't have her googles or hearing aids until she was 5. So she barely understood what was going on in the world around her and was barely able to communicate (since her parents didn't have much helpful guidance on how to help her because again, they are on the isle and from a time that wasn't very advanced in that area). So of course she's gonna be jaded.

And as for the whole 'her coming off as rude/stand-offish' thing, that's only because you've only seen her communicate/interact with people she doesn't like so far. Mal. Gaston. Frollo. Other nasty people who aren't great to their kids. Once you see her interact with other people who haven't made several bad impressions on her (by messing with those she cares about), she'll probably become more likable. She's really a forgiving and nice person but you have to consider the fact that nice and forgiving people get taken advantage of on the isle. She's seen it happen.

She's lost people who were too kind and forgiving. She's been betrayed by those who take advantage of people like her. So she decided at a young age that she had to toughen up to protect herself, her family, and her friends, if that makes sense. And you're right, she is very loyal and a good mix of her siblings. But that doesn't mean that she's always gonna follow their lead, because she has very strong morals and is a very loyal person.

If she had to choose between her family and her friends, she'd be very conflicted but would also try to do the right thing. Or what was close enough to right based on her morals. Like, she wouldn't let her siblings hurt her friends unless the friend in question ABSOLUTELY DESERVED IT and vice versa.

And now to answer your question as to how Hannah Hook was mistaken as being a 16 year old when she's only 12, is really quite simple to explain. Like, we all know that the isle probably doesn't have the best record keeping system. So it probably wouldn't be that hard to believe that they got Hannah's age mixed up with Harry's.

As for how they didn't notice their mistake, well... Hannah is 5"4 so you're right. She is tall for her age. Doesn't help that she's slightly taller than Mal and the same height as Evie. The fact she's mature and smart for her age and that she and the core four seem to know eachother well (and that they don't particularly like eachother) makes people think they're the same age. And the aks all just assume that FG and Yen Sid wouldn't mess that kind of thing up because they've been raised to trust adults unconditionally, even when they're wrong.

Just imagine how fun that conversation is gonna be... When everyone realizes that a 12 year old has been keeping up with them in every class but math. And that no one noticed. And of course, Hannah just assumed they knew because on the isle age gaps among crew members are normal and because the core four knew her age. And the core four was just like "Wait you didn't know?! How?! It was obvious!"

And you have to keep in mine, Hannah has dulled with Lonnie and Chad and Ben already and bested all but Lonnie. So they have to deal with the fact a 12 year old beat them. And that's before it becomes common knowledge that she's partially death and blind.

(Also she's 12 and a younger sibling, of course she gonna have Hella attitude. Just ask my youngest sister lol).

(Also Also, she's hung out with Anthony before. And most of her crew is Hades' kids. Their sass has rubbed off on her for better or for worse).

What do you think of my oc, Hannah Hook?

She seems...jaded, somehow. As though she is old far beyond her years.

She grew up on the Isle. That makes sense.

What I don't understand is how the Auradon Prep staff mistook her for a sixteen-year-old. Maybe she's just tall for her age. And, of course, far too mature. Maybe the other Isle kids were short for their ages, considering the general lack of food on the Isle. I guess as you continue your story, I'll find out.

She is very loyal to her friends and family, although somewhat rude about it. But if you start up with her friend, you start up with her.

She's like Harriet, Harry, and CJ all in one. They've taught their younger sister well.

[shefaeries]

lowkey wanna sell psds on my main

[hannahhook7744]

James Hook taught his five kids 10 important things;

Don't let your temper get the better of you.

Don't get mad, get even.

Keep your friends close but your enemies closer.

Your family comes first. Before anything else.

Do right by your crew.

Go for the throat.

Don't ever loose focus while in a fight.

Don't get caught.

Never go against your morals unless you have to.

And never kidnap royalty.

Harry and Cj followed only about 3 of those.

Hannah followed most of them along with Ginny.

And Harriet took all of them to heart.

[hannahhook7744]

The Bad Apples Characters;

Their logo.

Diego De Vil, the lead guitarist and lead singer.

Claudine Frollo, the clarinet player.

Ginny Gothel, the back up singer and tambourine player.

Harriet Hook, the keyboardist and back up singer.

Mad Maddy, the bassist/bass player.

Clay Clayton, the back up party boy guitarist.

Rick Ratcliffe, the drummer.

[hannahhook7744]

Harriet Hook and Anthony Tremaine for the writing prompt? Post-canon, post- "A Very Isle Wedding-," the day after the birth of their first child? With Harry, CJ, and Dizzy coming to visit?

Anthony slept soundly in a chair near Harriet's bed side, heading resting on her shoulder as they finally got some much needed rest after a 48 hours in labor.

Their new born son, Thomas, on the other hand, kicked restlessly as he tried in vain to roll over. Already trying to explore the strange new world he was in.

Just as he stared to fuss about not getting his way, he was lifted up by his uncle, Harry.

"Hey little guy, wanna go on an adventure?" The first mate asked, smiling mischievously.

Thomas cooed in response, which was basically a yes.

"I knew he'd say yes.. I'll go pull the car around!" Cj declared triumphly, practically vibrating with excitement.

Both of them were fully committed to running off with the tiny red head to go on a death defying adventure and probably would have if it weren't for one thing.

Dizzy.

Who immediately took the baby from them, staring them down sternly. Staring at them as if they were idiots from another planet.

"No"

"But--"

"Aw come on Diz, it'll be fun--"

"No. Absolutely not. " She cut them off, absolutely refusing to relent on the matter.

Cj's shoulders slumped as she realized that they weren't gonna get their way, silently resigning herself to waiting until Dizzy was gone to take the baby. Harry, on the other hand, still thought that arguing with the young hair dresser would work.

"Aw come on, lass, take a walk on the wild side for once." He reached for Thomas.

Dizzy just narrowed her eyes, looking very unimpressed. "Do you want me to wake Harriet up so you can have this conversation with her?"

Harry feel silent and Dizzy just smiled smugly.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

[hannahhook7744]

Fairies;

Harriet Hook is an animal fairy.

Cj is a story telling fairy.

And Harry is, ironically, a Tinker fairy.

(They're half fairy because of Zarina)

(Yes the 'I don't believe in fairies' thing works on them. It only makes them sick though. No one is allowed to say it on the isle regardless though).

[hannahhook7744]

The troubles of parenting as a pirate;

Summary; here is a snippet of Captain James Hook's struggle as a father to his five kids-- Ginny Gothel, Harriet Hook, Harry Hook, CJ Hook, and Hannah Hook.

Trigger warning; fire and brief mention of child injury.

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"THE FIRE BLOODY WELL DIDN'T START ITSELF! SO, WHICH ONE OF YOU DID?!" Was a sentence 47 year old, Captain James Bartholomew Hook never thought he'd be saying at 2am to anyone-- let alone his own kids.

Yet here he was in the kitchen of his ship in his robe, arms crossed, staring down his 5 young children. Waiting for an answer that would likely not come easily, knowing his kids. And it seemed he was right because all he was met with in that moment was silence. Pure, blissful silence that he would have loved to have any other moment of the day that was not now.

His eldest two (who didn't know they were sisters) sat side by side, mirroring his stance. Arms crossed, blue eyes meeting his own-- faces showing no emotion at all. The bottoms of their night gowns singed and their slippers covered in ash. It was just his luck both of his eldest daughters (Harriet and Ginny) had inherited his stubbornness and ability to keep a tight lip about things, despite the fact that he hadn't even raised one of them. Teenagers.

A quick glance at his remaining three told him that they weren't going to be much help in figuring out what exactly had transpired either. Harry was glaring at his banaged feet, sulking and no longer howling in pain. The bottoms of his trouser legs having long since burned away. His night shirt and hands, which were gripping his knees, covered in ash and soot.

Little 8 year old Calista was the messiest of the five. Covered head to toe in soot and ash. Her clothes would definitely need to be cleaned or thrown out all together. Her hair charred black at the bottom and calling out for a hair cut. Hands burned and bandaged. Not meeting his eyes. She defines wouldn't be cooperating. All 4 of them seemed to be guilty.

The only one who seemed to not be at fault was his youngest -- little 7 year old Hannah who wasn't wearing her goggles or hearing aid. She was facing the wrong way and her hair was frizzing up everywhere, into every direction. Feet bare and not a speck of ash on her. This was the last thing he wanted to be dealing with at 2am while his wife was bedridden. But it wasn't like he could drop it without punishing one of them. Especially since whoever did has hurt Harry and Cj, and could have killed them or someone else or put them out of a home.

James sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Cj, please get Hannah's attention for me, Monkey". Cj kicked Hannah, causing the youngest girl to jump and spin around. Getting her to finally face him. He made a mental note to reprimand her as soon as Hannah was out of the room. But first..

'Hannah bug, you can go to bed. You obviously had nothing to do with this' he signed carefully, making sure she had enough time to read it without her goggles. This earned him a big smile from Hannah who swiftly left the room-- bumping into the door frame as she did so.

Cj started laughing while his oldest three all started to protest. Which was the usual for these situations.

"What--"

"Oh come on!"

"That's not fair--"

James could feel a headache coming on. One that he knew would only worsen before the night was over. As he pinched the bridge of his nose once again, all he could think was 'Have kids, they said. It will be rewarding, they said...'

[hannahhook7744]

Descendants and ouat edits/scenes part 9;

A dark one 'Ben, Audrey, Harry, and Chad ' edit.

A 'Chad messed up, Harry's M.I.A, and Audrey is worried' edit.

'Harry hating his life while dealing with a creepy witch ' edit.

Mal being the one to realize Chad's secondary destiny in 'A twist in their tales' scene.

Uma and Mal's friendship summed up.

Funny Haudrey edit.

Funny Sammy Smee and Harriet Hook edit.

[hannahhook7744]

The history's thick;

Summary, Ever since Hannah was little, she knew she was different from her siblings. Different in the way that she wanted to be a hero do the right thing. But it had never been a problem until she had come to Auardon and been forced to make the hardest choices of her life that left her heartbroken. Now she's stuck trying to control her powers while thinking back on her past with her siblings.

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A wise person once said "Sometimes you think that you want to disappear but all you really want is be found". And it seems that alot of people agree with them, because that quote can be found everywhere. On the internet. Graffitied on walls. In books.

It was one that had always resonated with Hannah. Always. Ever since she was a lonely little girl with only one friend in the world who couldn't understand those around her as clearly as she liked. Ever since she had found it in a book while snooping through Harriet's things when she was 3. And it had never stopped because Hannah understood that quote more clearly than she had ever understood anything else.

She understood it because she had felt both ways all throughout her life. She felt like she wanted to disappear sometimes and like she wanted-- no needed-- to be found other times. She had never stopped feeling that way-- either way. Not when she got her own crew and made her own reputation on the isle. Not when she started getting along with her siblings. Not even when she made it to Auardon and found that fitting in there was easier than she had originally thought it would be.

But now? Now at 13? She was feeling it more strongly than she ever had before. And she wasn't even sure which one she truly wanted at the moment. Because feelings weren't always that easy to understand. Especially not the ones she was currently feeling.

Hannah took inhaled deeply, leaning back and resting her against the tree she was sitting against. Doing her best to calm herself as she hugged her knees tightly. She didn't want to loose control of her powers again. Not after the last couple of times. She didn't want to hurt anyone again. Especially if they were innocent or a kid or someone she actually cared about. It couldn't happen again.

Hannah took another deep breath as her hands began to shake and squeezed her eyes shut a barrage of memories assaulted her. Both positive and negative that she couldn't block out. Which only caused her to panick more.

Someone was gonna notice she was gone soon and come looking for her, and they'd get hurt if she didn't stop acting like a baby and just calm down. Why couldn't she calm down?! Hannah pressed herself back further into tree as her eyes started to water. No no no...

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"Come here, Hannah. That's it. You got it" 7 year old Ginny encouraged, holding her arms out towards her. She was kneeling on the ground infront of a few barrels on the Jolly Roger, trying to get Hannah to walk. Not that Hannah knew that at the time.

Harriet sat behind her on one of the barrels, reading a book. Not even acknowledging what was going on. She had already given up on trying to get Hannah walk at this point, deciding to let her walk in her own time. Which was proving to be difficult since Hannah could barely hear or see them. Luckily for Ginny and by some mere miracle of fate, Hannah finally noticed her.

Hannah squealed happily and began to reach her, but Ginny didn't move any closer. Hannah didn't like that-- at all. She wanted to be picked and she wanted it to be now.

So, she continued to reach out to her. Waiting patiently but growing more frustrated by the moment when Ginny didn't get any closer.

And for the first time in her life, Hannah decided to do something herself. She crawled towards her determinedly, being stopped several times by crew members tripping over her-- only for Ginny to keep backing up the closer she got.

Hannah's eyes began to water as she scrunched up her face. "Ginny, stop it. You're gonna make her cry" Harriet said, wincing as she looked between the two. " No! She'll never learn if I don't push her!" Ginny snapped back stubbornly, not wanting to give up just yet.

"She'll never learn if you traumatize her!"

"Oh please, I am not traumati--"

Hannah pushed herself up-- with much difficulty-- and stood up for the first time. Causing her sisters' argument to halt as they stared at her, stunned.

Hannah took a wobbly step forward and then another. And another. And another. And didn't stop until she was infront of Ginny, who was beaming at her And picked her up immediately-- lifting her as high as her little arms would allow "You did it, Hannah! YOU DID IT! HAHA, I TOLD YOU I COULD GET HER TO DO IT HARRi--" Ginny was cut off by a swift, painful punch to the eye from her scowling baby sister. "MY EYE!" She wailed, dropping Hannah almost instantly to cover it.

Luckily, Harriet caught her. "You totally deserved that".

"Oh shut up!"

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Hannah bite back a sob as she thought back to the moment that she could barely remove. Her mind was quick to compare it to the last time she had seen her big sister.

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"I'm giving you one last chance, squirt. Step away from Dragon Breath" Ginny said, grinding her teeth. Grip tightening on her sword as she stared her youngest sister down.

Hannah shook her head, trembling slightly as she stared back stared at her. Not moving away from where she stood in front of Mal, even as her hands shook so badly she nearly dropped her sword. "No. I can't let you do this, Gin. It's not right. This isn't you"

The older girl's eyes darkened as Mad Maddy and Mal argued from over Hannah's shoulder. "Alright then, you asked for it" Ginny swung her sword at her legs without warning-- slicing through her jeans and into her leg.

Hannah cried out in pain and shock, stumbling back as Mal cried out in outrage and tried to jump at Ginny-- only to get pushed into the water by Maddy. Hannah quickly reached out and tried to catch her, nearly losing her balance-- only to be pushed in by Ginny.

As the small pirate plummeted backwards into the deep water where the crocodiles were waiting, she looked up at her sister-- eyes wide with fear, confusion, shock, and anger. Slightly wondering and asking how she could do this. She didn't recognize Ginny in that moment. Though that didn't last long, since she hit the freezing water not long after she was pushed into it.

The next thing she remembered was Haul giving her CPR as Jay looked for something to bandage up her leg.

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The cut Ginny gave her, along with several more cuts from a glass she landed on when she hit the water, scarred. Hannah stopped wearing shorts. She couldn't stand the looks people would give her when they saw them. Hannah wasn't sure she'd ever forgive her sister for what she did-- even though she still missed her dearly.

Though she supposed they were techinqually even since she was pretty sure that her powers had lashed out at Ginny when she pushed her into the water. The fact that Ginny was scene with a large scar on her arm afterwards only confirmed her suspicion.

Amber started to grow around her as Hannah wondered what Harriet thought of all this. Ginny was her crew but Hannah was her littlest sister.. was she angry at her like everyone else seemed to Be? Or was she angry at everyone else for being stupid? It had been awhile since she had seen her.

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Hannah looked up from her book when she felt the vibrations of footsteps enter her room, slightly annoyed and ready to tell Cj to Buzz off. She was still mad at her for sticking gum in ger hair. Only to immediately perk up when she realized that it was Harriet and Not Cj that had entered her room.

The five year old smiled at her and waved as she gave the 11 year old her full attention. 'Come. I got something for you' Harriet signed, smiling back before her eyes drifted to her satchel. If it was any other sibling, Hannah would have been nervous. But since it was Harriet, she didn't even hesitate to do as was asked.

Feeling both excited and curious as she watched Harriet fish two small boxes out of her bag. She titled her head to the side, wondering just what was happening. The older girl noticed the curious look she was being given and smiled, signing at her once again. 'Hold out your hands'

Hannah did.

Harriet reached into one box and pulled out a funny pair of red goggles that she immediately dropped into Hannah's hands. Then she moved forward -- after signaling for her to stay still-- and attached something to both of her ears....

The entire world came to life in that moment. The floor boards creaked under Harriet weight. Birds were croaking. Crickets were cripping. And the woosh of the sea. Hannah could hear it all. She spun around to stare at Harriet, startled by the unexpected change as the older girl smiled a bit mischievously at her. In a good-natured way. "Hunter De Vil owed me a favor. Don't go into the water with them in--" Hannah nearly hugged the life out of her that day. Infact, she had to call in reinforcements just to get Hannah off of her just because she was so happy.

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Hannah puckled her hearing aids out of her ears and set them aside, covering her ears immediately after. The amber continued to surround her. She was in so much pain. But her mind didn't care. Her memories didn't care. Just like Cj didn't.

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1 year old, Calista Jane stared at the squirming intruder in her crib curiously as it cried and cried. It was small and red with brown hair and brown eyes, and it was wearing one of her dresses.

She didn't like that. And for the first moment in her life, she felt spiteful. So she gave the little crib snatcher a kick. Just to see what would happen. It wailed loudly. Hannah wailed loudly. Calista paused, staring at her. And then kicked her again.

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Hannah choked on her tears as they finally fell, remembering her sister's old nickname for her. Crib snatcher. Alot better than the new nickname she had for her.

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"You aren't my friend anymore and you aren't my sister. You're nothing but a dirty little traitor! " The blonde had snapped, not at all pleased with Hannah's inferring in her plan. Hannah reared back as if she had been slapped, grip loosening on her sword. "W-what?! No! What are you talking about?! I'm not a traitor!"

"Yes, you are!" Cj said, standing her ground. "You abandoned us so you could stay here and live the high life! You turned your back on us and the isle. On your family. Your friends. Your crew. Your people. You're a traitor!"

She swung at her with her sword-- and Hannah just barely deflected it as anger overcame her. Neither of them noticed the blue light seeping out of her and into her sword.

"I'm Not!"

"You are! You're a spineless traitor! A backstabber! You're no better than that blasted Brat, Pan!"

Something in Hannah snapped when her big sister said that. And she felt all the searing hot anger that had been building up inside of her since she found out Cj had taken Ben explode out of her as she screamed. "NO. I'M NOT!"

Spikes of black rock spouted out of the floor and shot towards Cj. Slicing into her hand and wrist, causing the elder girl to scream in pain and drop her sword.

"CJ!" Hannah yelped, quickly reaching out to try and help stop the bleeding-- only for her sister to flinch away from her. "Get away from me! Y-you monster!"

Hannah took a step back, feeling sick. "Cj, I didn't-- I didn't mean to!"

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She hadn't cared. Hannah hadn't meant to hurt her and she had provoked her, but Cj didn't care. Cj still thought she was a monster. Hannah wondered if she was right. Because she sure felt like it.

Hannah wished Harry was here. Wished that he and her were on good terms. Because he always gave the best hugs when they where on good terms...

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Harry (age 8) and Hannah (age 5) sat in a rickety old rocking chair together, side by side as Harry read to her. He didn't need to, of course. She knew how to read-- had known how since she was littler. But he liked to read to her anyway and Hannah liked to let him.

Mainly because he would do funny voices and hug her close as he did so. Their favorite story was a tattered, old copy of 'The Adventures of Flynn Ryder' that they had found while dumpster diving. "And you'll always remember this as the day that you almost caught the man, the myth, the legend! Flynn Ryder!" Hannah rested her head on Harry's shoulder, smiling softly-- fighting to stay awake. It was a battle she ended up losing.

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But they weren't anymore. Hannah didn't notice that the amber was still growing. And growing. And growing. Too lost in her memories. Her hands didn't leave her ears.

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"Please Harry, just stand down. Don't do this! It isn't you!"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"Ben has nothing to do with this!"

"He has everything to do with this !"

"Just let him go!"

"No!"

"Please! I don't want you to get hurt.. I love you!"

"Well, I don't love you, you bloody traitor!"

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The amber encased Hannah. But she didn't notice because her hands never left her ears and her eyes didn't open. It was hollow on the inside though, so she was okay. Physically at least. Mentally? She was breaking down.

She finally let herself cry freely. Screaming as loud as she could-- trying to get out all the anger and hurt and hate she felt. Trying to stop everyone from hurting so bad. It didn't work though, cause the history was thick. And Hannah would never be able to escape it or the memories gained from it. Even if she wished she could.

She wished she had never found out she wasn't a hook. She wished she never came to Auardon. She wished she had chosen evil or stayed on the isle. But she didn't. And that decision would forever haunt her because the history is thick.

[hannahhook7744]

Happy Mother's day, Hooks;

Summary; this is a small one-shot about how each of how Hook's wife became a mother over and over again. Enjoy.

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Zarina first became a mother on March 13th. A year after the isle was created. 8 months after she and James became exclusive. 6 months after she and James had married. And her feelings on the matter at the time, where... complicated, to say the least.

She loved the squirming baby girl in the little makeshift crib next to her, of course. How could she not when the wee lass looked so much like her James? But, she wasn't exactly... happy, about her birth, is all. Or, to be more specific, the environment in which she had been born.

How could she be? Who would be happy that they had doomed their child to a miserable life? One where they'd never get to see the blue of the sky or the green of healthy grass. One where they'd never be able to eat fresh food or drink clean water. One where they'd never be safe or free to fly, like a fairy's supposed to, or sail, like a pirate is supposed to. Who could be happy about condemning their child to such a life?

Not her. That much clear. It was clear in the way she had refused to even look at, let alone hold, her daughter for the first few days. Clear in the way she cried and prayed, and wrote to Auardon and Neverland for mercy for the child that was never given. Mercy that would never be given. Clear in the denial she held on to for months about the little girl being hers.

Because it simply wasn't possible that Harriet was hers. Because she hadn't planned for it. Because she hadn't felt ready to be a mom or even wanted to be one once she was put on the isle. Because fairies couldn't have unplanned children. But Harriet was hers, no matter how much she tried to deny it. Because she had come from her the way a baby came from humans. Which meant that the barrier must have made them basically human in some way or another.

With Harriet's birth, Zarina's whole world had come crashing down. And with it, came the worlds of the other fairies and fae on the isle falling as well. She became a cautionary tale. Some who had thought she was a one off also fell to her fate and then it became a known fact; The barrier made their kind basically human and children would come whether they wanted them to or not.

Which was what brought Zarina to this moment. The moment that James finally snapped and locked her in their room with Harriet, not able to take her continous ignoring of their little daughter anymore. "It's been 3 months" He had said. "You can't keep ignoring her like this. It's not healthy or fair to either of us. She's become a lost girl if you continue on like this" he'd said.

Zarina knew he was right, but she just couldn't bare to hold or look at the child she had damned. Even if he had threatened to not open the door until she finally did both. How he'd know if she did or not, she didn't know. What she did know was that she just simply couldn't put it off any longer...

So, she finally bit the bullet and oh so gently hoisted her daughter out of her barrel crib,and into her arms for the first time. And watched her with a puzzled unsure expression on her face. She had never really held a baby before. Or really met one, since fairies rarely chose to have kids of their own. So it was kinda strange at first. But it was heart-warming at the same time, watching her daughter's beautiful blue eyes dart around the room as she tried to wiggle free from her. Too small to do much else.

She was small and pudgy, and had a head full of straightish black hair that curled at the bottom. Her skin was ruddy with freckles sprinkling her nose and her tiny hands kept reaching for the jewelry that she wore around her neck. And she was absolutely breath-taking in the little white gown and bonnet she was wearing. By the time James opened the door that night, Zarina was absolutely smitten with their daughter and not quite ready to let the perfect little bundle go. Just like he knew she'd be.

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The next time Zarina became a mother was 3 years later, on October 22nd when her one and only son, Harrison, was born. And this time, she was much more receptive to the idea.

Though she was still conflicted about bringing children into the world, she didn't ignore her son like she had Harriet. She had learned from her mistakes and was determined to be a better mother this time around. Though, she wasn't sure if she was doing a good job of it or not at the moment.

Surely laughing at one's child (like she was doing at the moment), especially one so young, was considered bad parenting? But she just couldn't help it. Because the sight in front of her was just down right ridiculous "where do you think you're going, Mister?" She asked, kneeling down on the floor infront of son. Who was currently stuck on his side, kicking out his feet and arms-- Clearly trying his best to flip himself over so he could get going on his way.

Harry just stopped and looked at her, blue eyes wide as if he just been caught trying to escape from a prison. Which was true in a way, she supposed, considering the fact that he was supposed to be napping in his crib. He was smaller and paler than Harriet had been, and his hair wasn't curly like hers. But they were practically twins other than that and their little age gap. Having the same eyes, same hair, same nose, and same ears, and all.

He was wearing a light blue jacket and matching beanie over a little onesie that said 'Daddy's first mate' on it that Smee and his wife, Mollie, had knit him. And the entire situation was just ridiculous. Struggling to keep a straight face, she placed her hands on her hips and said "well?"

He squealed and babbled at her, going back to his little maneuvers. Glaring at her, almost as if he knew that she was amused by the situation. Zarina couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing joyously, finally bending down to help him turn over. She decided that it was okay to laugh at him for this, it's not like he'd remember it or that anyone would ever know that she did it.

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The 3rd and last time she became a biological mother was 2 years after Harry was born, on April 1st, when her little Calista Jane (or Cj as she would later prefer) was born. And boy, she was not prepared for what was to come at all.

Because it turns out, that while the isle makes fairies and the fae and others on the isle practically human, it doesn't completely rid them of their heritage and genetic makeup. Meaning that Cj and other kids like her where more... advanced... than other, fully human kids were. Which is honestly something they should have figured out sooner, not that Zarina or James would admit it.

"No NO NO, CALISTA JANE, GET DOWN FROM THERE!" Zarine yelped panicked, jumping out of bed (which hurt) and sprinting across the room to the curtains her literal newborn daughter was currently climbing on. What, you thought Cj would be an easy baby? Ha, as if.... and that's just the story of their biological children. Just wait until you hear about her adoptive daughter and her step daughter-- but those are stories for a different time.

[hannahhook7744]

So I had this one idea for a scene with the Hook siblings, including your character Hannah Hook:

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The sky was a bright, hot blue. Here by the port, the barrier was weaker, since it had to be opened every month for the barge deliveries. The sky was brighter here than it was in other parts of the Isle, and on clear nights, you could almost see the stars.

As if the proximity to the weakened barrier had awakened something in her, Hannah could almost feel...something...stirring inside her, something swimming in her blood and deep within her bones, something that just wanted her to let it out, to grasp the thin lives of what plantlife existed on the Isle and let them wither and decay in her hand. Beside her, CJ was jumping up and down, higher and higher, looking as though she was about to take flight if only she had the wings that their fairy mother had once had before being trapped behind the barrier forevermore. Harry, his sword raised in the air, had gotten distracted by a single dust mote floating in front of him that was glowing in the light, an otherworldly look in his eyes, and waves curled around Uma's bare feet where she stood at the edge of the beach.

Harry and Uma. Right. The reason they were here.

Uma and Harry had decided to teach Harry's little sisters ("YOUNGER, not LITTLE!" CJ had protested) to sword fight. Despite the fact that they already knew how to sword fight, because they were pirates, and you didn't grow up on a pirate ship without knowing your weapons.

"So we'll teach you new techniques," Uma had said. "Sharpen your skills."

"That's stupid," CJ had said. "This is revenge for that time we covered your ship in seaweed, isn't it?"

"So it was ye!" Harry had yelled. "I knew it!"

Hannah had kicked CJ's ankle, rolling her eyes. CJ theatrically rubbed her legs, looking very innocent. She was good at that.

So now they were standing on the beach watching Harry and Uma wave their sword around in techniques and movements Hannah knew how to do but couldn't name. All the Hooks were skilled, and Uma of course-you didn't win your own crew and ship when you had pirate blood by not knowing your way around a sword-but who had time for fancy footwork or using swordwork as an art? Move quickly, go left when your enemy goes right, stab the shoulder, and run.

Like Uma was doing now, except without the stabbing part. Instead, Harry's hook flew out of his hand and landed on the sand.

"And that's how you do it," Uma said, curtsying in Hannah's and CJ's direction, allowing herself a rare moment of levity near those she trusted.

"I could do that in my sleep!" CJ yelled back. "Some first mate you are, Harry! First mates are weaklings! Well except Sammy! But besides him! No wonder you lost! Captains are way better! First mates are-"

Harry threw his hook at her, then ran to retrieve it before CJ did and caused all of them some problems.

"Wouldn't you have had a better chance of winning if you fought Uma with a sword instead of your hook?" Hannah couldn't resist asking. "Uma might have accidentally cut off your hand."

"I wouldn't have," Uma objected. "My aim is much better than that."

"She could've cut off your hand and saved Tick Tock the trouble!" CJ yelled at Harry, cupping her hands around her mouth to make extra sure he could hear her.

Harry rolled his eyes and waved his reclaimed hook at Hannah. "Don't you start, too."

"Start what?" Hannah asked innocently.

Harry's eyes widened. He and Uma exchanged looks.

Harry pointed at CJ. "She's becoming too much of an influence on you!" he declared with mock horror. "She's molding you into an exact version of her! One day we will all wake up to find two CJs running around, and then where, oh, where, will we be?"

Uma clapped slowly to show how unimpressed she was. "Bravo, Harry. Well done." She was smirking, amused.

If Serpent Prep had a theater class, Harry would have done well in it.

Hannah was giggling, and CJ wasn't even trying to hide her grin. "Thank you, thank you!" CJ bowed.

"Hey, that should be my line," Harry complained.

"Anyway!" Uma clapped her hands sharply, to get their attention. "Now you'll practice what I showed you-"

"What we showed ye," Harry put in.

"-one on one. You'll pair up with me and Harry, and we'll practice that way."

"What's the point of practicing with Harry if he doesn't know how to do it anyway? He lost to you!"

"Oi!" Harry yelled at CJ.

"Chil-dren," Uma sang sweetly.

"Hey!" Harry, CJ, and Hannah complained.

"I'll pair up with CJ," Uma decided, "and Harry will with Hannah. Any questions?"

"Yes," Hannah said, who was hot and tired and hungry and missing something she hadn't had since she was born, but that she could sense faintly here, near the weakened barrier, and who wanted to go home and rest and eat something and hang out with her friends, and who didn't want to wait until Harry and Uma decided they were finished to do so, and who wanted to leave now, and who had indeed been taught by CJ everything she knew, including what to say -not even to do, just to say, depending on the circumstances- to cause the most disruption possible.

"Well?" Uma asked, waiting for Hannah's question.

So Hannah asked it. "If a half-fairy and a half-cecaelia have kids, what are they?"

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Harry Hook chasing his sisters around with his hook was a common sight around the Isle. Right now it was Hannah he was chasing, while CJ perched atop a rooftop to get a good view and shouted advice at Hannah. "Turn left! Go faster! He's right behind you! Jump over that dog! Good, he tripped! Ooh, Cruella's after him! Go right! MY right!"

"Normal siblings," Harriet muttered as she took in the scene. "That's all I ask for."

"A bit too much," Uma, red-faced and bearing a fierce expression that would have scared off anyone but Harry and her future sisters-in-law said as she joined her.

Both of them watched Hannah trip Harry and scramble to freedom, vanishing inside a rickety building and climbing out the highest window to join CJ on the rooftop, her blue streak of hair almost glowing.

"Do I want to know?" Harriet asked as Harry began collecting small rocks to throw at his sisters.

Uma shook her head vehemently, teal braids swinging. "Nope."

I love this. Especially Hannah's question. She knew exactly what she was doing. So how old are they in this, anyway? Hannah might not have survived asking that question...

[hannahhook7744]

A very Isle Wedding;

Summary; A valentine's special where Captain Tremaine (Harriet Hook and Anthony Tremaine) get married in front of their friends and family. Inspired by @dragoneyes618 . Go check out their blog.

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The whole world seemed to freeze around her, muffling all sound from outside world as Harriet stared into the mirror. She was on her ship, The Queen's fury, in her room on her wedding day watching as her best friend and maid of honor, Ginny Gothel, did her hair. Today was the day. The day she had been dreaming of since she was 13. The day she was gonna get married to 'Lord' Anthony Francis Tremaine-- the quartermaster of her ship. The boy she had been friends with since she was 10 and broke his nose because of his sexist comments. And it HAD to be perfect.

Ginny was putting her hair up in a French braid, while humming something Harriet didn't quite recognize. The ship was bobbing gently as some small waves crashed into it's sides and she was trying not to let her nerves overwhelm her. She didn't even know why she was so nervous to begin with! It was a nice cloudy day. The sea was calm. No sea monsters or rival crews had crashed the wedding yet and all the food was fresh. So why was she so fricking nervous?! They had even gotten Cj to agree to behave during the wedding and got everything set up on time! There was reason for her to be nervous!

The 20 year old was brought out of her thoughts when someone-- most likely Ginny-- gave her shoulder a small squeeze. Her suspicions where confirmed when she glanced back at the mirror to see long, familiar, magenta nails resting on her shoulder. "Breath, Captain. Everything's gonna be fine. No need to panic" Harriet instinctively sunk down in her chair, trying to ignore how her cheeks turned pink at Ginny's words, camouflaging her freckles in the process. She didn't like it when anyone, let alone her crew, noticed her losing her cool. Especially not when it came to things like this.

She was their leader. She was supposed to be calm and level-headed, and emotionaless. Not a sissy who couldn't even handle a little thing like getting married. She felt Ginny give her hair a small tug and yelped, glaring at her in the mirror "What the bloody hell was that for?!" Ginny didn't look fazed in the slightest at her reaction; She never was. "You know what. Now stop thinking like that and sit still or you won't get to walk down that aisle any time today" Harriet scowled at being told what to do, but listened any way. She knew her squirming wasn't doing her or Ginny any favors in getting when it came to getting them to the wedding venue on time. Hair braiding was no joke after all and required absolute focus to get it down without any mishaps occurring. They had both learned that the hard way, long ago and didn't want a repeat of it. Especially not on her wedding day.

So, Harriet turned her attention back to their reflection and took it all in. Her make up was perfect. Her long, light blue dress laced dress was beautiful and neat and matched her eye shadow. Her lips were painted red and her lashes black, matching her engagement ring and her high heel boots perfectly. Ginny wore a similar get up-- minus the flowers that she was braiding into her dark as night locks. Harriet couldn't remember a time where either of them had ever looked so beautiful before. Certainly not back on the isle, at least. Harriet couldn't help but notice how strickenly similar she and Ginny looked in that moment.

They both had the same nose, the same ears, and the same hair texture and color hair. They even had a similar eye color to one another-- with hers being sky blue and Ginny's being murky blue. It was times like this where Harriet truly wondered if the rumors of them being half-sisters was true. They looked too similar for it not to be true-- even if her father absolutely refused to confirm or deny it. She decided to set those thoughts aside for now, determined to not let anything ruin her special day. Not even her own thoughts. She could always push the matter further after her honeymoon. Lord knows it's probably the only vacation she will ever get.

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Dun dun dun. Dun dun dun. Trumpets played as Harriet's dad walked her down the aisle that they had set up on the beach not to far from the Queen's fury, lost revenge, and Jolly Roger. On one side of the isle was the Darlings, Neverland pirates, never fairies, and the girls of her as well as her father and siblings' crew mates all decked out in blue, red, and black. And on the other sat the guys of their crew, the Charmings, Prince Lars, and his father. In the remaining chairs sat picture frames containing pictures of his fallen family members. They had wanted them to be there in some way, even if they weren't physically there. Even if they weren't alive. She had done the same for her mother on her side of the asile.

Dizzy trailed behind them with the smee twins, positively glowing in the dress Evie had designed for her as she threw flower petals here and there. The twins were careful to keep up with them without tripping and losing the wedding rings. Anthony stood nervously pulling at his caller at the alter, smiling at her as if she was a star in the night sky. Something he compared her to often ever since he had met her. Beside him stood Uma-- who was officiating their wedding, who shot Harry and Chad a warning look as they swatted at one another.

They were two of 6 groomsmen, who were all decked out in purple and black. Following the dress code for once. Clay and Rick were elbowing one another. Harry and Chad kept sneaking hits in on each other. Diego looked amused and had his tie untied, and Sammy-- who was Anthony's best man-- just looked embarrassed as all living hell. She didn't blame him, because she felt just as embarrassed as he did in that moment. She was gonna kill them once the wedding was over for embarrassing her like this.

Unlike them, her bridesmaids were behaving. Which was a bloody miracle considering that Cj, Freddie, Maddy, and Jade as four out of her six bridesmaids with Ginny and Claudine being the remainder. She could tell by the way Cj and Freddie were smiling that they had already done something and had to bite back a groan. Why was this her life? Her remaining friends all gave her reassuring smiles that did not reassure her in any way, shape, or form. It was official; her wedding was about to be ruined and she wasn't even half way through the aisle yet.

Her father must have noticed the look on her face because he leaned over subtly and whispered "you know it's not too late to back out of this if you want. Just say the word and I'll get you out of her, and we can go to Tina's Place and never be seen or heard from again. Or I could just shot him" she shot him an unamused look and hissed "daddy no!" Just loud enough for him to hear. He chuckled lowly and went to go sit down as they made it to the alter. She almost didn't let him go; It took all of the strength she had to make him do so.

Uma cleared her throat "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of Anthony Tremaine and Harriet Hook in marriage. Through their time together, they have come to realize that their personal dreams, hopes, and goals are more attainable and more meaningful through the combined effort and mutual support provided in love, commitment, and family; and so they have decided to live together as husband and wife.” she turned to Anthony first, making him pale slightly; He had always been intimated by Uma. "Do you, Anthony Tremaine, take Harriet Hook to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

He shot her a small, reassuring smile-- was it really that obvious that she was a nervous wreck?-- before turning his attention back to Uma. "I do". Uma turned to her, asking her the exact same thing, and Harriet reaffirmed what Anthony had said. "If anyone has any reason why these two cannot be married, shut the hell up because you should have spoken up 5 years ago. Anthony, you may now kiss your captain because I now pronounce you man and wife. Quartermaster and Captain. Whipped and Whippy. Anthony slid her finger on her finger and his on his own before taking a step forward, wrapping his arms around her waist, and leaning forward. Harriet closed her eyes as their lips met, feeling all the tension leave her body.

She heard the young ones (and Chad and Harry) gagging, Evie and Dizzy squealing, and her father clearing his throat like he always did when he was unamused or displeased with something. She was almost disappointed when Anthony pulled away and smiled at her. Everything had gone perfectl-- BANG! BANG! Harriet's ears rang as screams of shock rang out and the smell of gun powder filled the ear. Harriet spun her head around to see Cj pointing a shot gun at the ceiling along with Freddy and the rest of their friends. Including the ones in the crowd and on Anthony's side. "CALISTA JANE ANNE HOOK!"

A few hours later, after the after party and after Harriet had stopped trying to strangle everyone who had brought guns (mostly thanks to Sammy and Anthony's combined efforts) , The newly wed couple left the venue to go on their honey moon. Only after Harriet threw the boquet and Uma caught it though. Her and Harry didn't understand why everyone was laughing and grinning until Gil, of all people, informed them with a large, un-Gil-like, mischievous grin. "You, Blueberry, you take it!" The young pirate captain stammered, trying to shove it in Evie's arms ad Anthony helped Harriet inside the car they had rented. The last thing Harriet head before Anthony closed the door was Evie's loud, infectious laughter as she insisted "nope. It doesn't work like that. You know the rules " and Uma yelling "OH COME ON!"

(Coincidentally, 6 months after their wedding, Thomas "Tommy" James Tremaine was Born. Also coincidentally, Sammy and Ginny had already bought them a ton of baby gifts)

[hannahhook7744]

Harriet Hook-

♥ - family headcanon

★ - sad headcanon

☆ - happy headcanon

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

Family headcanon?

She and Ginny are parental half-sisters, and Ginny is older by a month.

Sad Headcanon?

Harriet's mother(?)/stepmother(?) Zarina died when Harriet was 6.

Happy Headcanon?

Harriet grows up to have a very healthy relationship with Anthony (her husband) and their kids.

Angry Headcanon?

When Harriet is angry, everyone runs for the hills because she is down right, blood curdlingly terrifying when she's angry. So avoid angering her at all costs.

Violent headcanon?

Harriet usually tries to settle things without violence but that goes right out the window when a child, her family, or her crew are threatened/insulted gravely.

[hannahhook7744]

Who do you think is part of Harriet Hook's pirate crew?

Oh boy, here we go. So far, I think she has;

Anthony Tremaine,

Sammy Smee,

Ginny Gothel,

Rick Ratcliffe,

Claudine Frollo,

Mad Maddy,

Lefou Deux,

Clay Clayton,

The Gaston Twins,

Bug Murph,

Jade,

La Foux Doux The smee twins (so she can keep an eye on the 3 of them cause they're little),

And Diego de vil.

That's Harriet Hook's crew in my thing.

They are; Harriet Hook, Anthony Tremaine, Lefou Deux, Jade, Rick Ratcliffe, Claudine Frollo, Mad Maddy, Sammy Smee, Clay Clayton, Gaston Twins, Big Murph, La Foux Doux, The Smee twins, Ginny Gothel, and Diego De Vil in that order.