“Do you trust me?”
no where are your nipples
“Do you trust me?”
no where are your nipples
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Anon asked: Hey, I saw you wanted Descendants stuff to do. I also see you love Evie, just like ME! So like, you should totally do a Evie x evil kid reader because that would be amazing. Maybe the reader is Dr. Facilier’s daughter or maybe even Scar’s daughter or something
EVIE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!! So…..um…I decided to tap into the fairytale nerd side of my mind and delve into other fairytales Disney had yet to adapt and thus…well…thought of….stuff. I was also playing some fairytale-related puzzle games so that also gave me ideas haha. I’m sorry if doesn’t meet your standards. By the way, the reader is slightly based off of the tale known as Valissa the Beautiful.
Warning: None? Cute stuff? Witchcraft? Angsty stuff, kinda? Bad Russian? I don’t even know man.
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Request: “A one shot where Harry keeps trying to admit that he likes the reader like each other but he keeps getting interrupted”
Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader
Warnings: Slight use of language
“Hey, has anyone seen Harry?” You questioned walking into the VK “headquarters”.
It was really just an abandoned floor of an old factory, but it was used as Mal’s studio and a place for your group of five friends to hang out and enjoy each other’s company.
“Last time I saw him, he wanted to talk to you. He should still be on the docks.” Evie said, her eyes focusing on a new design in her sketchbook.
You thanked her quickly and bounded down the steps of the building. You were known as one of the evilest villains on the Isle and it showed in your confident nature and how you presented yourself on the streets.
You chuckled darkly as the Gaston boys physically shuddered when you passed them. Gil was one of your best friends, but his brothers were known to be assholes.
They soon stopped their mean taunts after you’d finished with them. “Love the new hair, Y/N!” One of the young members of Uma’s crew smiled as you sauntered passed.
“It’s a Dizzy Tremaine creation.” You smiled shooting her a wink. You had soon bonded with the rest of the crew with your blooming friendship with the first mate, and you secretly were happy with the new group of friends.
“Looky who it is.” Uma groaned as you arrived on the docks. You rolled your eyes in annoyance and scoffed.
“Hey, Shrimpy.” Harry shot you a warning look as Uma sent you a threatening glare. “You’re lucky I don’t hate you, Hook.” She muttered walking away from the two of you stomping.
“What was that about, Captain?” You questioned laughing at Uma’s unusual passive attitude. “Captain, really? And she’s just…in a mood.” He said waving his hooked hand in dismissal.
“Okay.” You sighed not really believing his excuse. “You’re cute when you’re confused.” Harry smirked as he ran his hook through a lock of your hair. Blushing, you smiled and got closer to his face, feeling his warm breath on your cheeks.
“Well, I—“ “Y/N! Mind helping me with something?” Gil exclaimed as he ran from a group of angry storekeepers.
“Guess he was on one of those unsuccessful theft sprees. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” You assured skipping off to help Gil in his time of need.
Harry nodded, but he couldn’t help the disappointed frown on his face as he watched his longtime crush run away, still not able to call you his.
Two Days Later…
You waltzed into Ursula’s Fish and Chips with Harry by your side as he growled at the incoming patrons, which you found kind of hilarious.
“You know, you don’t have to act like a psycho just because your dad is one.” You chuckled taking his hand and sliding into one of the booths on the other side of the restaurant.
“It’s just part of the image. You would know that better than anyone.” He smirked leaning back and placing a lazy arm around your shoulder.
“How’s your mom?” Harry questioned as he noticed your tense nature. “Still a flaming bitch, but I’m surviving.” You laughed leaning into his warm chest.
“Listen, Y/N. I’ve been wanting to tell you something and—“ Harry started before Evie barged into the semi-crowded restaurant looking distressed. “Y/N! Fashion emergency!” She exclaimed taking your hand and pulling you from Harry roughly.
You internally groaned as she separated you from the teenage pirate. “I’m sorry! Catch up later?” You suggested before Evie pushed you through the swinging doors quickly.
Harry sighed dramatically as he watched you go…yet again. This was going to be harder than he thought.
“E! I was busy, what’s the emergency?” You asked breathlessly as she pulled you halfway across the Isle back to the hangout.
“Red or Blue for the skirt?” She questioned shoving her messy sketchbook in your face almost violently. You studied the design.
It was a mid-length lace skirt that would be paired with a dark blue and black splatter patterned top. “Hmm, red. Just to mix it up a bit.” You decided handing her back the book.
She nodded excitedly and gave you a side hug before rushing off downstairs, probably to show Dizzy her new design.
You shook your head and giggled at the princess’ usual giddiness. You sometimes wished you could be more like Evie, the girly attitude.
Perfect hair, perfect makeup.
But you were just the tough girl, making sure that almost no one got through your rough exterior and see your soft side, because that wouldn’t fly around here, not one bit.
A few hours later…
You began walking down the shore of the beach as suggested by Gil when you ran into him at the marketplace.
He claimed it was a good way to clear your mind after a long day of business and confusion. What you didn’t know was who you would run into whilst on your little journey.
Letting out a small yawn, you didn’t notice a pair of calloused hands cover your eyes quickly. “Listen buddy, I have a dagger in my jacket. I wouldn’t want to mess with me.” You growled and the person chuckled behind you.
“Love to see you try and fight me off darling.” A familiar Scottish voice mumbled into your ear.
You let out a small laugh as Harry uncovered your eyes and now stood in front of you. “How’d you know I’d be here, Hooky?” You asked as he fidgeted nervously with his silver hook
. After knowing Harry for a while, you became accustomed to his habits, and this was one of them. “Had Gil influence you to come here, guess he actually pulled through.” Harry smiled looking up at you.
“I have a surprise, come on.” He said taking your hand and jogging farther down the beach as you struggled to keep up with him.
You began to breathe heavily until he finally came to a stop. “Thank God, thought I was gonna pass out.” You gasped giggling.
He was standing on the side of you as you saw the sight in front of you. In the sand there was a beautiful setup of various sized lanterns, each holding a lit candle on a large, slightly tattered blanket.
There were a few pillows lined up on one side of the blanket and the entire sight made you smile widely.
“Did you do this, for me?” You questioned softly as the dim light allowed you to see the cute blush that splayed over his tan cheeks.
“I did. A girl like you deserves a little attention once in a while.” He admitted plopping down on the sand.
You joined him, laying down so you could clearly see the bright stars that adorned the dark night sky. “I need to say something.” He blurted suddenly. You sent him a quizzical look, but told him to go on.
“Y/N, ever since I’ve met you, I’ve had this funny feeling in my chest and it won’t go away. Every time I see you, my heart flutters and I blush at all the badass things you do. You’re one of the strongest and bravest people I have come to know. I’m falling in love with you.”
He quieted down at the last sentence, but you still heard him loud and clear.
You quickly sat up and faced him, avoiding eye contact. “I get it, you don’t want to ruin our friendship.” He sighed getting up to leave.
You forcefully pulled him back down and moved your face closer to his, slowly but gently.
You leaned forward until you felt your lips connect with his as they moved in a synchronized motion.
Never had you felt like this before, but it felt pretty damn good.
After you pulled apart, you couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face as Harry said, “Nothing to say, huh?”
“Actions speak louder than words, Swashbuckler.”
Chris’ countdown to reuniting with Dodger 🐶❤️
Just our typical convo
Captain Hook from Once Upon A Time 🙄
I don’t see a fucking difference
People are saying they’re shocked that Harry is so hot since he’s Hook’s son but.. ARE YOU FORGETTING THIS??? IM PRETTY SURE IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY
Alright, so Harry Hook is suave as hell,
is a total flirt
and wears eyeliner.
I think we all can agree which Captain Hook version is this guy’s father.
Sebastian Stan’s response to “What do you geek out over?” (x)
I 100% agree.
That sweeeerveee!!!
just bucky things™
“did chris evans actually jump that high to grab onto that helicopter in civil war?”
friendly reminder that chris vaulted with ease over chris pratt after just telling him less than a minute before that he would be able to clear him if he only put his head down.