janaytzeng

[ao3feed-hevie]

Underground

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by Descendantofthesparrow

Harry Hook mini fic It was dark. Dark and cold. Wind whistled as it surrounded the desolate darkness Harry found himself stuck in. pitch black tar pulled at his legs and hands, threatening to drag him down till he was nothing but that darkness. or Harry finds his light when he moves to Auradon.

Words: 501, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Descendants (Disney Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Harry Hook

Relationships: Harry Hook/Uma, Gil/Harry Hook/Uma, Ben/Harry Hook, Evie/Harry Hook, Gil/Harry Hook, Harry Hook/Reader, Harry Hook/Carlos de Vil, Harry Hook/Jay

Additional Tags: saw a thing, GoT inspired, Can Be Read As Any Ship, used no names for the light, mostly wrote it as an x reader, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, inspired by underground by cody fry, Harry Hook-centric, Harry Hook Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Past Child Abuse, captain hook is not a good dad, and not a good person

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[brokengem]

Hevie,40.btw love your writing!

[I believe this was from the date ask, making this 40: spend the day in bed! I do apologize for the lateness! Thank you dear <3]

The light poured in, stretching across the room and into the pirate's eye. Harry groaned, a hand coming up as though to push away the offending source.

Things were different in Auradon. It was excessively bright and cheery with the light being one of the most glaring things. While the Isle had been nothing but dark and dreary, where you were more likely to be woken up by the latest territorial fight.

Harry made to move and froze, the added weight at his side warm and familiar. Dark blue hair fanned out across his chest, a cream colored arm wound around his waist. His free hand reached out to run through the silky strands.

Things were certainly different in Auradon, his thoughts repeated with a smile.

Evie shifted in her sleep, face nuzzling against the base of his neck. Her hand squeezed at his hip.

“Harry,” she mumbled sleepily, “what time is it?”

“‘Ello to ye too, princess,” he glanced at the clock beside their bed, “seven thirty.”

She muttered something under her breath, draping herself over him as she entwined their legs. His hands came up to her waist, securing her in place.

“Do you want to stay in bed?”

Evie nodded, head turning to rest her chin on his chest. Hazel eyes stared back at him, a sleepy smile on her lips.

“Can we?” she asked and he was never one to turn her down. “We don’t have plans today. Let’s take the day to ourselves and just stay in bed.We can watch movies. Or catch up on that show you’ve been dying to watch.” She fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously and leaned up to kiss him. “or something else.”

He laughed at her words, chasing her lips as she pulled away to pout. With little effort he flipped her over, all sleepiness fading away as she giggled beneath him.

“Aye, anything for you, princess.”

[detroitbydark]

Hevie: Teacher/Parent AU

By request here’s a quick little oneshot based off the Teacher/Parent prompt. It’s also posted over on AO3 with various other one-shots. Enjoy! For @ouraliceandthecatthings

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Harry glanced out of the office window again. The street lights were beginning to flicker to life as the sun settled in the West. He felt irritation rising as he glanced again at the wee child asleep on the couch against the far wall of his office. Her parents were supposed to have been there hours ago. He’d volunteered to stay until they arrived but he was sorely missing his Friday drinks with his principal, Uma, and the child’s teacher, Mr Legume. He supposed it would give the two some necessary alone time. Plus, as the new Vice Principal at Auradon Elementary, he knew he had dues to pay.

When Harry has offered himself, though, he didn’t realize he’d spend the better part of his evening consoling an upset child and hunting down her negligent parents. He brushed a stray wisp of hair behind little Ellie Charming’s ear and tucked the fleece blanket with the schools emblem emblazoned in it around the sleeping first grader.

The poor thing had been in a panic in the pick up lane when the last car had left and her ride still hadn’t come. She wanted her daddy, why hadn’t he come, was he hurt, did Mommy know she was still here?

The Father in question never answered either number they had on file and all his Harry’s attempts to call went right to voicemail. He did his best to remain professional as he left a message at each number.

The mother, Evie had been tracked down at work and had said she’d be there as soon as she could. Harry thought back to his own experience with a forgetful parent.

Poor girl.

A soft knock on the office door caught his attention and he went to meet Ellie’s mother. Stepping outside the office he pulled the door shut behind him.

“I’m so sorry” she started almost immediately. “I came as soon as I could but my cars broken and I had to catch the bus-“

Harry held up a hand, “Mrs. Charming, yer excuses are no good here.” He needed to let her know that this was entirely unacceptable for any reason. “Yer daughter has been scared, upset, and…” he trailed off at the sound of sniffles coming from the woman.

“It’s not Charming.” She said quietly as a stray tear rolled down her check, “that’s my ex’s name.” She looked up at the ceiling taking what he assumed to be a calming breath. He heard her mutter ‘damn it Chad’ seemingly to herself.

Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand she refocused in him and forced a smile. “I’m going to try this again” she said weakly.

Harry could only nod silently. She was flustered and he was thrown off. This wasn’t what he had prepared himself for, what he’d expected.

“I’m Evie Grimhilde. I’m Eleanor Charming’s Mom. Her father was supposed to pick her up for visitation this weekend but apparently it...slipped his mind.” She held out her hand as if trying to salvage some dignity.

Harry took the offered hand and squeezed gently. He felt like an ass. The woman in front of him was dressed in a light pink uniform dress that skimmed the tips of her knees and white apron he recognized from the retro dinner across town. The place had excellent pies if he remembered correctly. She’d obviously been at work without a clue that her daughter’s father had forgotten her.

Harry let his hand fall back and rubbed nervously at the back of his neck. He’d misjudged the situation and come off as a complete dick. Apologies didn’t come easy to him but he felt he should give it a shot only before he could, his office door was breaking open and a little ball of hair and bows was launching herself into her mother's arms. She was talking a mile a minute.

“Mommy! Daddy never came and you wouldn’t answer your phone and I was worried and Mr. Hook stole me some chocolate milk from the cafeteria and…”

Evie chuckled as she pressed two fingers to the little girl’s lips. Harry had to smile at the tender look on the woman’s face.

“It sounds like you’ve had a very eventful afternoon.” She said softly.

“I did, Mommy. I really did!” Little Ellie confirmed. “I’m also really hungry now.” As if on cue, the sound of her stomach growling hit both adults ears. Harry and Evie both chuckled.

Harry took in the pair, they were a matched set and the child was a cute version of her stunning mother. He watched as Evie played with the end of her braid. She chewed at her full bottom lip and glanced nervously at Harry.

“Well, baby, the fridge is kind of empty. I hadn’t really planned on you being home this weekend and was just going to go shopping after my shift on Sunday.” She sighed at the end, moving her fidgeting from her own her to smoothing down the braided pigtails of her daughter.

Harry could read between the lines, food for the weekend wasn’t in the tight budget. He thought back to his own childhood and the many nights he’d spent in bed with hunger gnawing at his belly.

“I’m sure we can scrounge something up though.” She added with false cheerfulness. Ellie didn’t seem to notice and nodded happily.

“I missed my dinner plans.” Harry said suddenly. Evie looked stricken.

“Mr. Hook I’m so sorry-“

Harry held up a hand quickly trying to back pedal and clarify, “Call me Harry, please.” He hoped she could see he had no ill intent. “I mean, if you two would like, I was thinking about grabbing some dinner. I would love some company.”

Evie was chewing her lip again, he wondered if she knew she did it when she was unsure. She looked as if she was about to politely decline but Ellie had other ideas.

“My Mommy doesn’t like peas or turkey and I don’t like vegetables but I’ll eat anything else. I really like fish and chips.”

“Eleanor Aurora Charming.” Evie chastised. “Where are your manners?”

“She’s fine Miss Grimhilde.”

“Call me Evie”

“Well Evie, Miss Ellie. It’s been a while since I had the privilege o’two lovely ladies joining me for dinner.” He crouched down to Ellie’s level. “It would be my pleasure to show ye to the best chip shop I know.”

Ellie turned to Evie and grabbed her mother's hands in her own little ones. Harry had to chuckle as the little thing batted her eyes at Evie, smiling sweetly, “Pretty please Mommy?”

Evie looked from her daughter to Harry. He’d offered to be nice but now he was really hoping she’d say yes, particularly as she flashed him a shy smile.

“Well, I suppose. It’s not like we have any other plans.”

Ellie danced around her mothers feet “it’s a date! It’s a date. It’s a date!” Evie blushed furiously as Ellie dragged her to Harry and placed one of her Mother’s hands in his own. The little girl moves to the other side and took his other.

He should have felt awkward holding the woman’s hand, they’d only just met but as they walked to his car something told him this was the start of a new adventure.

[eviarry]

Once Upon A Magic Mirror Part II - Spoiler

I have this like 75% done. Since it’s been nearly a year since I’ve updated it here’s a spoiler :D

Story Link: (X)

"Did you know," Madame Mim began conversationally, taking a seat right beside Harry, "that you can find out the name of your true love with an apple?"

"Really?" Gil asked, sounding excited. "How do you do that?"

"I'll only tell you boys if you ask nicely," Madame Mim smiled knowingly, tapping her nose. "Wouldn't you like to know the name of your true love, dear?"

"I couldn't care less," Harry said dryly, not in the mood for playing nice any longer with the old witch. Couldn't she find someone else to annoy?

"Oh, don't be like that little codfish. You’ll ruin the game and I’m mad at about games, you know." Madame Mim tsked, swatting Harry's arm. "Everyone wants to know who they're getting hitched to. Now take the apple and start twisting the stem. As you do that, say a name out loud. Any name. Whatever name you said when the stem comes off is the name of your true love!"

Harry rolled his eyes, tossing the apple into the air and catching it. He examined it idly, not at all interested. He glanced at Gil, who was looking eagerly at him, clearly wanting him to attempt the silly game. A small crowd had also formed around them, curious to see what they were up to.

"Fine," Harry mumbled.

Harry began rattling off names, twisting the apples stem for every one. After five minutes of name calling and twirling the stem, he began to grow very agitated. The stem wouldn't come off! In a fit of irritation he tried yanking it off, fed up with the nonsense, but still, the stem remained attached to the apple.

"Oh, for cryin out loud! This blasted thing's refusin tae come aff!" Harry snarled.

Gil tried grabbed the apple while Harry tried to pull off the stem, both grunting as they pulled with all their might. Several people around them began sniggering at their pitful attempt, which only served to rile up Harry even more. If this went on any longer someone was going to get hooked!

"I think you got a bad apple," Gil panted, giving up with a pant.

"Give us another one," Harry sighed, putting out his hand.

"No, no, no!" Madame Mim snapped. "That apples fine! You just haven’t guessed the right name yet! It doesn't matter what apple you do it with! If it isn't the right name it won't come off! Now, try again!"

"I've mentioned everyone on this bloody isle! Including you! Who else is there tae-"

A thought occurred to him then, making him glance at the apple warily.

I wonder...

"Evie," Harry said.

The apple's stem twisted off easily.

[dominoeddaredoll]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Descendants (Disney Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evie/Harry Hook, Gil/Uma (Disney: Descendants) Characters: Evie (Disney), Harry Hook, Uma (Disney), Gil (Disney: Descendants) Additional Tags: mermaid au ? let's try a selkie au, only harry hook could enter a tavern with his friends & leave with a wife, also only harry hook could propose twice without even realizing Summary:

SELKIE ( n ) scottish : a mythical creature said to live as a seal in the sea but shed their skin to become human on land ; stories frequently revolve around female selkies being coerced into relationships with humans by someone stealing and hiding their sealskin, often not regaining the skin until years later upon which they commonly return to the sea ; the legend is most common in the northern isles of scotland

[islesfairest]

EviexHarry Aesthetic for @hookedthem

[shh-im-fangirling]

AU: Evie sees Harry taking Dizzy money and asks him why he is doing that he doesn’t have a logic answer.

A/N: I’m baaack! I saw a lot of you liked my first AU so I’m back with another one and I have a couple more ;) See you soon ;)

[illustratedbydae]

reblog if you use them

I've made some Harry & Evie icons in order to celebrate 330 followers 😍 I hope you like them.

[evie-thequeen]

Evie x Harry || A Child of Two Worlds

summary; Evie never knew her father, her mother would never speak of him. What happens when he finds out about her? How do others react when they find out he is a pirate? An infamous one at that.

an; inspired by this post @eviarry. Tell me what you think and if I should continue?

Chapter 1

When he had heard of her, it was only to see if she could break the curse upon him and his crew, it took weeks before she would even see him. She made a game of it, after all, she liked to toy with her prey before she went for the kill. If he could catch her, she would give him an answer. If not, well it was amazing what she could do with her magic, even to an immortal.

In the passing weeks he had seen her rip the still beating heart from a man, slaughter an entire village, she ruled her lands with a iron fist and Barbossa found himself falling for her. Her ruthlessness, her strength, her blood lust and her beauty all called to him. For the first time in years he felt something other then numbness. He wanted nothing more then to show her exactly what she did to him.

Grimhilde, herself, had grown rather fond of the immortal pirate. The weeks had shown her the the depths of his character. Yes he was a pirate, but he was smart, he was ruthless, he was resourceful and was willing to do anything to get the result he wanted. She was intrigued and found herself wanting to see what else the pirate could do.

She generously gave him two things the night she finally let him catch her. Her game had grown stale and Grimhilde wanted to take the next step in their foreplay. The answer to his question and a small part of her heart.

They spent a night of passion together, Barbossa shown her what she made him feel and Grimhilde show him exactly how powerful she was. Barbossa was enthralled with the goddess that he had found and found himself worshipping her to the best of his ability.

It wasn't until a week later Grimhilde gave him his answer.

While she was a very powerful sorceress, the curse on him and his crew was ancient magic. Not something she could break, maybe in a few hundred years, but unfortunately not now. Barbossa hid his disappointment behind a smirk and told her that he'd happily wait a hundred years if it meant he could be with her. She smiled up at him and pressed her lips to his, happy that he still wanted to stay.

Once his was sure Grimhilde was asleep, Barbossa returned to his ship and crew, leaving behind a bright red apple on her night stand and a note, that said he was sorry, but the welfare of his crew came before him and what he wanted. Onwards he went, heading for the next rumour that said it could help him and the crew.

Grimhilde awoke the next morning to an empty bed and the note. As she read it, she felt her heart harden. That small feeling of love she had felt for Barbossa, diminished every time she re-read it. She cursed herself for being weak and opening herself up to another person. It only lead to pain, she knew this now. Never again would Grimhilde let herself love another, there was no one out there looking out for her other then herself.

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Years passed and the next time Barbossa saw Grimhilde, they had both been resurrected and banished to the Isle of The Lost like common riff raff. She caught his eye from across the market, and snarled in his direction. She turned sharply on her heel and glided towards to her castle, her guards in formation around her, her head held high, like he hadn't crushed that little bit of hope she had felt for him.

It wasn't the coldness in her eyes that drew his attention or the fact Barbossa knew if she still had her magic, Grimhilde would have obliterated him on the spot. No, it was the small figure grasping the Queen's hand, skipping lightly to keep up with the Queen's foot steps. It was a child, a small child.

Barbossa frowned, as the child turned around, feeling his eyes on her. The pirate's eyes widen in shock, as he saw his own eyes staring back at him, on the face of a little girl. Mentally Barbossa did the maths in his head, trying to work out the last time he had seen the Queen. It shouldn't be possible, he had been undead when he had been with her, but evidence of their tryst was staring back at him. Her eyes, the shape of her mouth all screamed Barbossa bloodline.

Barbossa couldn't believe what he was seeing, and wanted to know if the little girl was his child, but he knew Grimhilde would never speak to him without trying to kill him. He watched the woman he abandoned all those years ago and her child walk away. He smirked to himself, as his mind forming a plan to find out the truth.

TBC . . .

[ao3feed-hevie]

The Legacies

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by minniedott

prologue to the series The Legacies

Words: 16349, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Descendants: The Legacies

Fandoms: Descendants (Disney Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Original Child(ren) of Eugene Fitzherbert | Flynn Rider and Rapunzel, Original Child(ren) of Maleficent (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Aladdin and Jasmine (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Naveen and Tiana (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Gaston (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Shan Yu (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Prince Charming and Cinderella (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Ursula (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Ariel and Eric (Disney), Original Child(ren) of King and Queen of Hearts (Disney), Original Child(ren) of James Hook, Original Child(ren) of Hans (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Prince and Snow White (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Gothel (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Cruella de Vil (101 Dalmatians), Original Child(ren) of Beast and Belle (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Dr. Facilier (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Anita and Roger (101 Dalmatians), Original Child(ren) of Mad Hatter (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Evil Queen (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Cheshire Cat (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Claude Frollo (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Anastasia Tremaine (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Merida (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Wendy Darling and Peter Pan (Peter Pan)

Relationships: Evie/Mal (Disney), Jane/Li Lonnie, Gil/Carlos de Vil, Evie/Harry Hook, Harry Hook/Uma, Ben/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Class Fantasies, Movie: Descendants (2015), Inspired by Descendants (Disney Movies), Fantasy, Magic, Fairy Tale Retellings, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Past Abuse, Healing, Fairy Tale Elements, Spells & Enchantments, Royalty, True Love, Love at First Sight, Love/Hate, Boys In Love, Love Triangles, Dark Magic, Dark Fairy Tale Elements

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[mikeloveshevie]

Blessing y’all with rare Thofia content

[brokengem]

#11 for the kisses promt. With hevie 💙❤. Oh and make it sweet but angsty, I'm curious to see what u do w that ;) Thnx!

Phew! I hope you like this. I originally went one way with this but..then this kind of happened...so I hope you’re okay with that.

Also posted on AO3

The morning sun shone in through the opened curtains, causing the young woman to groan. She refused to open her eyes this morning. To open them meant to greet the day with a smile and Evie wasn’t ready for that. She wanted to stay here, wrapped up in the warmth of his arms and a smile was simply out of the question.

“Princess,” his sleepy draw startled her. His hand touched the top of her head, fingers lazily running through her hair. It felt wonderful, putting her at ease. 

His hand traveled down, fingertips tracing the contours of her face, brushing over closed eyes lids, trailing the length of her nose and finally tracing the outline of her lips. Then he started all over again, fingers tracing every delicate feature. 

This touch felt far more different than any of his previous caresses. It felt sad, as if he were trying to memorize everything about her. 

“Harry,” she whispered, shuffling closer. The arm wrapped around her waist tightened and Evie found herself pulled even closer, hand sprayed over his bare chest. 

Oh how she was going to miss this. 

Harry grunted softly, his hand travelling down to gently hook around her chin and drew her forward. She waited patiently for that sweet taste. He had something else in mind. His lips replaced his hand, catching her forehead with a soft kiss. Painfully slow he continued, kiss after kiss refusing to leave a single inch of her face untouched. Mostly. Harry avoided her lips at all costs, instead leaving teasing kisses at its corners. 

She huffed in frustration, igniting a snicker from the pirate, “Harry.” 

Two could play that game. She gently escaped his grasp, reaching up to cradle his face in her hands. She loved the sharp intake of breath he gave at her touch. It started as a mirror of his previous ministrations; feather light kisses on his forehead, following a path to his closed eyelids. She kissed one before crossing the bridge of his nose to the other. A nip to the tip of his nose, earned her a delightful growl. 

Her thumb caught his mouth, tracing the lower lip. The thought to give him a taste of his own medicine crossed her mind, to barely brush her lips to the corner of his mouth. 

She couldn’t leave it there. 

Evie realized time was against them. They couldn’t drag this out much more. She claimed his lips, hungry and demanding. Harry’s arm tightened around her. His other hand buried into her hair and drew her tighter against him, equally as hungry and demanding. 

Much like Harry’s earlier caresses, something about this kiss felt different. They’d had their share of hungry kisses. Harry was notorious for being demanding. But this, all of this...felt final. 

A silent goodbye either wished to give. 

She didn’t know when the tears had begun to fall, but they did, her cheeks now wet and cold. Yet she refused to move away, only holding tighter. 

They broke apart after what felt like an eternity. Harry rested his forehead against hers, his thumbing stroking her cheek to wipe away her tears. 

Evie took a shaky breath, willing the tears to stop, “I should go.”  

Harry’s arms fell away from her allowing her the freedom to pull away. Slowly she opened her eyes, surprised to see Harry chose to keep his closed. His cheeks shone with a familiar dampness. 

They remained silent as Evie slid from the bed and began to dress. Ben was waiting for her after all.They had a tour of the world to tend too. It’d be months before they would be home. Months until she’d be able to see him again, if he’d even want to.

Ben had been generous, knowing her feelings for Harry. He hadn’t been all too surprised when she admitted her feelings for the pirate. In fact he’d been perfectly fine with it, allowing her to start a relationship with Harry that the pirate was only too happy to take part in. She’d been so happy to have both men she loved and they’d all been accepting of the arrangement.

Evie took another shaky breath, looking at the man who’d barely moved, his arm now covering his eyes. 

“Harry,” he only grunted in response, “Harry, please look at me.” 

He muttered something under his breath, turning his head away from her.  It hurt to see him act so childish. To see his refusal to look at her. 

“I want you to be happy,” she started, choking back on the tears that wished to fall once more. “You don’t have to wait for me, find someone special and be with them. I won’t be mad or upset.” She was lying, and something told her Harry knew despite not being able to see into his eyes. It’d break her heart to see him with someone else, but if it made him happy so be it. 

“I could steal ye away,” Harry finally mumbled, arm still covering his face. “Steal ye away right now and never look back.”

She smiled down sadly, “we both know you wouldn’t do that. For all the teasing you give Ben, you respect him too much. You respect me too much. ” 

The pirate only scoffed at her words. 

Evie’s heart felt torn, despite the fact Ben never once made her choose. Ben understood both of them made her happy. Both made her complete. Yet she couldn’t stay with Harry. 

“I love you, Harry Hook,” she whispered, stealing one last kiss. She paused at the door, looking back in hopes of catching his eye. His arm remained over his eyes and the tightness in her chest only grew heavier. 

“Goodbye, Harry.”

                                                             -X- 

The door closed softly behind the princess. Harry sighed heavily, removing his arm to glare at the offending object. He should have said more. He should have told her he loved her, that he’d wait as long as it took for them to return. 

Instead he was a coward and did nothing. He didn’t deserve her. She was better off with the sweet King who’d been kind and shared, being only too happy to allow Evie to be at her happiest with them both. 

It was like they said, all good things must come to an end. 

“Goodbye, Love.”

 Final Notes: So yeah, I originally was going to go the cheating route. But then I thought about it and the idea of poly!Evie was better. With Ben being okay with her also being in a relationship with Harry as well. Even though neither ever made her choose between them, she kind of feels like she should despite everything. So this was born. Though not going to lie, this is like a prelude to endgame Harry/Evie/Ben. 

[sesshou97]

Hello Earthlings!

I missed “some days” not to post anythig, but school and other stuff happend you know...

Nevermind! So I watched  Descendants 2, and guess who is my new favourite character? Yes, yes Harry Hook! :D So I tried to draw something about him. I tried,this is the result. I haven’t use (MS) Paint for ages! It changed a lot!

I hope you like it! And special thanks for my big sis, @xxxmiyoxxx , who helped use Photoshop! :D

[detroitbydark]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Descendants (Disney Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evie/Harry Hook, Gil & Harry Hook & Uma Characters: Evie (Disney), Harry Hook, Uma (Disney), Gil (Disney: Descendants) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, the lost revenge isn't a passenger ship but it's home, can you tell I love the sea 3 ?? Summary:

and the book would close and all would live happily ever after.

[eviarry]

Kill The Beast! by ForeverDelighted

Summary: "We're not safe until he's dead. He'll come stalking us at night. Said to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite. He'll wreck havoc on village if we let him wander free-" The Mob Song - Beauty and The Beast. (Hevie).

Rated: T

(A/N) A werewolf treat for Halloween! 

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