#hooksie

[hurts2think]

Hook × morgie- it's saddening how little of them their is in this world :(

🏴‍☠️Young!James Hook x Morgie Le Fay Dating Headcanons🐍

Pairing: Morgie Le Fay x Young!James Hook

Plot: Just dating headcanons of them getting into some shenanigans!

Extra: Hey guys! I'm still sick and haven't been able to write. I've been resting but I feel horrible so I did this for you all! Hooksie one of my favorite ships🫶

- They have one singular braincell that they share

- Black cat x orange cat dynamic

- A couple months before they started dating, most people already assumed they were dating because they mostly acted like it and they were both just oblivious

- Hook always tries to find ways to annoy Uliana and Morgie always tries stopping him. Uliana is annoyed either way

- Hook always suggests they study together, knowing damn well they will not be studying and just goof off the whole time

- Neither of them are used to emotional intimacy so it was very awkward when they first started dating

- After the initial awkwardness they easily became the most annoying couple in school

- They set up a bunch of candles and flowers and make the mood very romantic just to play Uno and yell at each other

- They’re both very romantic but a little tone deaf

- They argue but most of the time only one of them is arguing and the other has no idea

- “You know what? I’m done arguing.” “We were arguing?”

- They’re banned from most public spaces. Restaurants, parks, grocery stores, malls, pretty much anywhere

- ^ usually banned due to their dates and getting in trouble. Whether it was intentional or not

- Always doing stupid dangerous teenager stuff in the middle of the night and calling it a date

- ^ climbing fences, pushing each other down hills in a stolen shopping cart, trespassing, graffiti, TPing houses, ect

- They often trespass into this field that gives the perfect views of the stars. There’s a little stone bench and some animals and they just hold hands and point out the stars.

- They sneak into movies all the time.

- The one place they aren’t banned from and don't have to sneak into is the arcade

- ^ They’re lovers but become rivals the moment they step into the arcade. Always trying to beat each other’s highest scores. They’re definitely regulars there

- They record mixtapes for each other on cassettes like every other month. Listening to them 24/7

- ^ These playlists definitely have Guns n Roses, U2, Queen, AC/DC, and more

- They do movie nights with movies they'll think they'd make fun of but end up loving it

- ^ The Princess Bride and Heathers is definitely one of those movies

- Hook is more affectionate than Morgie but Morgie loves the affection. They're still both very clingy

- Hook always pulling in Morgie for kisses

- They both fluster each other so much. Hook usually does flusters Morgie on purpose and Morgie usually flusters Hook on accident but finds it adorable

- They have attempted to start a band with the other VKs multiple times but it has never worked out

- They cuddle 24/7 and kiss and hold hands and are literally piling on each other, trying to be as physically close as possible

- If one of them is out from school because he's sick, the other will skip school to take care of him

- They always do cringey obscure couple Halloween costumes that no one understands

- When they goof off in class and the teacher is lecturing them, they definitely keep looking at each other and have to hold in from busting out laughing

- ^ Detention buddies

- Morgie leaves little sticky note drawings and letters for Hook just throughout the day.

- ^ Hook keeps a couple of them in his wallet

- Theatre kids and definitely make jokes about their chatacters dating each other in the show

- Overall they just get into so much trouble with their shenanigans and are very clingy

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Descendants Master List

Hook

Hook Dating Headcanons

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Demigod of Love

Yuck

Bye Bye Baby

True Loves Kiss

Not on My Watch

Hooks and Thorns

Tick Tock (part 1)

Through The Pocketwatch (part 2)

Jealousy, Jealousy

Cover Up

Sinister Melodies

Stay a Secret

Clumsy Beats

L-O-V-E

Taste

Chocolate Almonds

Morgie

A Snake and a Crow

Sexy to Someone

Mixed Reactions (part 1)

Various Outcomes (part 2)

Wrong Potion (part 3 v1)

It Will Just Take Time (part 3 v2)

Rock Brain

Battle Of Affection

Valentine

Seashells

Hades

Chill

Guard Dog

Flowers and Gods

In The Shadows

Surprise..?

Longing Glares

Party Blues

Go The Distance

Exam Troubles

Prince Charming

Skater Boy

Jealous

Groups/trios/poly

Ocean Eyes (hook x morgie)

Tired (reader x hades x maleficent)

Charmingly Scary (hook x charming x reader)

Forget ‘Em’ (hook x charming x reader)

Oblivious (hades x hook x reader)

God I Love You (hook x morgie)

Ocean Love (hades x hook x reader)

Protection (hades x maleficent and reader) (platonic)

Healing (maleficent x hades x reader)

[jupiterisaroace]

Can we change Hooksie to Golden Serpentine or Sea Serpent because Hooksie reminds me of hickey & Sea Serpent is just fricking cool

[fishgeraldthealmostincel]

SOMEBODY FUCKING MAKE HOOK AND MORGIE KISS. NOWWW!!!!!

[bigmilk-13]

[throwawaybog]

taking a break from mapping out my harlos wip to instead focus on a james hook/morgie fic. exploring the possibility of morgie never having been sent to the isle.

[rewiredmind]

Apparently in the midst of critter posting I forgot entirely about this, and continued to until boredom got the better of me and I checked my wips

his bf is a little critter

[thewritersofdeceased]

A Dark Rainy Night

Morgie Le Fey & James Hook (featuring Maleficent and Hades)

Fandom ; Descendants Rise Of Red

rain. it was a lovely thing. the sound of it gently hitting the windows of merlin academy, at least captain james hook thought so. although he was outside, standing by the waters in order to enjoy the moment. He hadn’t brought his jacket, having thought the day would be sunny. after all, he had been in the water part of the day, but now he was just in a white button up, his black jeans and a pair of black boots. the pirate hadn’t heard the rustling of the trees and bushes behind him, until the voice of a familiar person pierced his ears. “what’re you doing out here, hook?” the voice of the youngest member of the group hook had been in, the voice of morgie wasn’t hard to decipher amongst the area. letting out a sigh and humming in response, the pirate turned to look up at the boy sitting just on a tree branch. he hadn’t replied, looking up as morgie raised a brow to him. “come on, hooksy. it’s dark out here and it’s cold..” the sorcerer explained to the ravenette, who merely shrugged his shoulders. “oh, i love it when it’s all dark and gloomy like this. it’s a joy to see the clouds all dark.” the pirate explained to the boy above, turning to make his way towards the water again. morgie could see why, but he didn’t enjoy this as much as the hook wearing boy. 

”what if you get sick, ay?” morgie questioned, clutching the dark green snake scaled jacket he wore close to him. he knew the pirate would deny ever getting sick, but it was something he noticed. it was springtime, the worst time to ever get sick because of allergies and everything of the sort. shaking his head, morgie continued to watch the pirate, making sure he wouldn’t get hurt, slip in the mud, whatever else there was. “come onnn! hooksy, it’s late, and we both know we’ll get sick if we stay out here long enough!” and surely, morgie didn’t want to deal with hades or maleficent lecturing him about being out in the rain. a groan escaped the pirate, his head leaning back as the rain fell down onto the ground below and himself. “morgie, sweet, sweet, morgie. we’ll be fine.” he knew they wouldn’t be fine, at least the pirate himself. after all, hook didn’t bother to bring a jacket, which made the younger frown from where he sat. “if i have to carry you, hook, i will.” morgie threatened, having carefully climbed down from the tree and being careful of the mud that had begun to stain the ground below. the sorcerer let out a groan of complaint towards the pirate, running a hand through his hair. “why didn’t you bring a coat! you’re going to get sick, james!” the real name is what made hook tense up.

he didn’t respond for a while, standing as he stared out into the open sea. it wasn’t until he felt something be draped onto his shoulders. looking to the boy now standing alongside him, morgie held a genuine worried expression. “alright, alright. you’re so worried.” the pirate teased as he gently ruffled the shorter boys hair, earning a sudden push away. “i’m worried because i care about you, hook. i’m not trying to get sick, and neither are you.” he explained to the boy, gently taking ahold of the pirates hand, beginning to head back towards the dorms. “i don’t understand why you do.” hook mumbled, covering a yawn. sure, rainy weather was nice and all, but it did make him tired. it was the reason he could fall asleep quickly. anything but ticking clocks helped the boy fall asleep quick. “because you’re my friend.” the sorcerer added quickly, just above a whisper. a murmur, he’d even think. the pirate hummed in response, slightly leaning against the sorcerer who tried to avoid being in open spaces. there was silence between the two boys before hook spoke up with a tired and calm tone of voice. “...thank you.” the sudden phrase made morgie’s expression change from confusion to a genuine look of surprise.

”... you’re welcome, hook.” the serpent then replied, wrapping his arm around the tired pirate in order to keep him from stumbling. “here, how about i carry you? i’m strong enough.” morgie suggested to the boy, earning a soft hum. which, to the serpent meant that would be okay with the pirate. pausing in his steps, the dirty blonde, basically brunette, picked up the black haired boy up carefully into his arms. “this okay?” morgie questioned, earning a soft voice from the pirate, who was bound to fall asleep from the rain falling around the two. “..yeah.. this is fine.” hook replied to te others questioned, making sure the arm that was dangling was his hook, rather than his free hand. even if he would fall asleep, he didn’t want morgie to be cut by the sharper points of the hook. as morgie adjusted the pirate in his arms, he began to walk all the way back to the dorms once again. sure, of course it was difficult to open the doors, but at least hook was getting the sleep he deserved. morgie knew the ticking of the clock in the rooms had made the pirates' sleep schedule get terrible. the two shared a dorm, of course the serpentine had noticed. for one of the most energetic of the group, morgie noticed a lot, but never once spoke on it.

entering the shared dorm(more like he dragged himself into the gods dorm) his eyes noticed two of the other members, the more parental figures of the group. Maleficent, or just Mal to him, lifting her head from where she’d been sat. “where were you two?” she questioned, raising a brow. hades looked practically asleep himself, his head slightly resting in his girlfriend’s lap. yeah… the god was asleep. otherwise, he’d be awake lecturing the boy for being out in the rain. then again, hades himself hated rain, it always ruined the fire he would either create or set somewhere. “i had to go and get him. it’s late, and we all know how badly he enjoys the rain.” morgie explained to the fae, who hummed in acknowledgment. she had been running a gentle hand through her boyfriends hair, watching as the blue haired boy slept peacefully for once. as she watched morgie through sharpened eyes, she hummed something to herself. “he’s going to get sick in those clothes.” she commented as she waved it off with her hand. morgie had looked over for a second, placing the pirate down on the spare bed that hades truly never had a reason for. the god despised roommates, so he had tried to get a room to himself. with enough threatening, it worked. “well, i’m not going to fix his shirt. he’s asleep. and i’m not going to make him uncomfortable.” the serpentine explained, shaking his head.

”now, did i say that?” maleficent spoke calmly, shaking her own head before letting out a sigh. “just… cover him with the blanket. he’ll wake up and be able to change.” she explained before letting out a soft sigh. “go get some sleep, morgie. there’s always a spot for you in this room somewhere.” she explained, nodding to the boy who turned to the fae, humming in response before going to the couch that hades had probably dragged in from who knows where. he usually would use his jacket as a blanket, but it was beyond freezing. “here, i know it’s cold.” maleficent spoke up as she had carefully moved her love, so the god was sleeping in a better position. half sprawled out, but not enough to take up the whole bed. Standing to her feet and going to the serpentine, she held a blanket out, which morgie had gracefully accepted. “..thank you. I’ll talk to you both in the morning? I think it’ll be a bit until he wakes up.” he explained as he motioned to the now asleep pirate.

maleficent nodded in response, going over to the lights and turning them off. “yes, yes. goodnight, morgie.” the fae spoke softly, watching as darkness surrounded the room and the rain pattered against the windows. soon, after going back to the bed, silence then surrounded everyone. the group of four asleep. only until the afternoon hours struck for their classes.

[the-pearl-houzuki-ask-blog]

Gonna practice some vocals, then it's beddy-bye time!

Have a great night, Off-the-Hook-ers!

Er-- Off the Hooks? Hooksies? Listeners?? whatever it doesn't matter.

GOODNIGHT!! Pearl loves y'all!

[ribstongrowback]

Doll of the Day: the Gargoyle

I took inspiration for the Gargoyle from Snow Crash, the novel that introduced me to cyberpunk. Ze’s your skulk/sniper type, with a fun twist. Ze’s got that good old flying eye spy drone, except not just one, but a whole swarm of them, writhing under zer skin.

While the Gargoyle has a few fairly strong ranged weapons, but most of zer ware is actually geared towards spycraft, with various options for movement and infiltration, either through social engineering or good ol’ stealth.

This being a heist game, a stealth specialist was a no brainer, but I wanted to make sure she had a twist to it, making sure to anchor each ware in the setting, making them weird hooksy, like the inkweepers that paint your skin with ink by draining moisture.

See it’s very important to me that I make sure all dolls are kind of gross and offputting, and that’s what I really wanted to get out of the Panopticon drones. The gargoyle is meant to make you shiver, but perhaps you’ll find it in your heart to make warm zer up?

[friendly-neighbourhood-wet-cat]

HOOKSIE???

Real question, who came up with all the chloe/red ship names??? Is there like a superior council up in the sky that just goes "Yes, here is your ship name" or what???

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[jupiterisaroace]

Another new headcanon

Hook loves Titanic & made Morgie do the Titanic pose with him once

[watchthemfleeee]

oh, crap i thought i posted it on my ultra secret account-—

what's what, darling?~ this is obviously fake, morgie. do you really think i would post something like... this?

i think little hooksy is trying to set me up :0

@watchthemfleeee would you like to explain to @morgieserpentine ?

[fitnessbootcampuk]

A very special week with my sister Rachel who I have not spent enough time with over the years. I am so glad she came and look forward to seeing her again soon. A massive thanks to Sandie Carruthers for another week of amazing food and banter. Thank you Selina Perdrisat for your professionalism and organisation throughout the week. Herbie Hooks you are growing in knowledge and confidence each boot camp and this week you made me so proud. To all the clients in attendance well done and enjoy your weekend of rest. Big Love Hooksy xxx #physicalexercise #reboot #fitnesstraining #fitnesstraining #loseweight #fitnessandwellbeing #fitnessandwellbeing #nutrition #fitness #bootcamp #psychological #lifechanging #lifechanging #health #mindfulness #lifestyleandleisure #bootcampuk #bootcampholiday #fitnessbootcampuk https://www.instagram.com/p/B3Np2hSJqIs/?igshid=1gp7lino0ali9

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Maertz’s poems explore special, seemingly remote places in the world, recesses of the heart, and deeper regions of the mind. The Charisma of Animalsachieves what the most gifted poets do, a unification of strong feeling, profound thought, and striking images. From these poems of a mature life readers of any age will draw wonder and insight.

–James Engell, Harvard University

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–Carol Ann Johnston, Dickinson College

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