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Headcanon that the Isle kids have no clue of what emotions are appropriate for what circumstances, or how to interpret others' emotions.
The Hook kids see yelling and screaming as a completely ordinary form of communication; their father raged so often that they barely even register it.
Carlos finds it very difficult to tell whether he's in trouble or not. Someone acting kind and sweet makes him feel uneasy; when his mother acted like this, he could never tell if it was genuine or merely a facade.
And that's without even getting into Claudine Frollo.
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the VKs should not be as ok as they were, you can't tell me they don't have any trauma after growing up on a the trash heap that is the Isle.
#disney descendants#mal bertha#evie grimhilde#jay son of jafar#carlos de vil#dizzy tremaine#celia facilier#harriet hook#harry hook#uma daughter of ursula#gil son of gaston#they deserve more
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Its time for another Harriet doodle
@camscendants
#disney descendants#Harriet Hook#art#my art#shes hot and deserves to be hot#short haired hettie#she would have a mullet and we all know it#lesibian#shes gay and no one can tell me otherwise#hooked nose hettie#love her#lighting practice
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Things I learned about the sea three from Uma’s wicked book
Which I bought with my own money despite being in high school and very much not the target demographic
Uma:
- her love of sea ponies wasn’t just a fannon thing, she actually loves them and it’s adorable
- she’s had some pretty dark thoughts (for a kids movie franchise) while on the isle
- has saved Gil from drowning
-considers Harry the exception when it comes to proving of worth
Harry:
-His dad gave him both his original D2 jacket and hook
-his guyliner is very rarely actual eyeliner…it’s just soot he rubs on his eyes and occasionally old eyeliner from Auradon if he could get his hands on it
-very much values his father’s approval
-he got Uma a cracked crystal ball for her birthday
-once ate a ton of sour candy in one day and then couldn’t talk for a week
Gil:
- has a stepmother
-can sew and makes clothes for his brothers
- Ursula has beef with him
-didn’t know what grass was until he saw a photo of Auradon (that tracks, honestly)
Do with information what you will
#disney descendants#disney#harry hook#gil descendants#uma descendants#uma daughter of ursula#descendants 2#harriet hook#sea three#disney characters#descendants 3#Gil can sew#do with that what you will#i love them
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Harriet: CJ, you need to be careful what you get up to with boys
CJ: You never say that to Harry! God knows what he gets up to with boys
Harriet: That's different. Harry can't get pregnant
Harry: Sounds like a challenge
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CJ: can I have some cake from the fridge?
Harry: what’s the rule?
CJ: sighs no cake before dinner…
Harry: no that's Hettie's rule, my rule is make sure you grab me a slice as well.
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Currently slightly obsessed with your characterisation of Diego de Vil, do you have anything to share?
I do!
Part of the reason Diego is so brutal and has such showmanship of it is because if everyone focuses on him, then no one is paying attention to Hunter
He fell in love with Harriet the moment he met her. Someone had tried to kill CJ and she killed them instead. It was the day he devoted his life to her
He hates the feeling of blood on him. He often dissociates in the aftermath of his work due to this
He's afraid to get too close to Anthony. He doesn't want to taint him more than he already is
If he was ever to chose between his family and his partners, he isn't sure who he would chose
Him and Sammy get along surprisingly well considering Diego has a tendency to rile up Harriet. (It's cause he also has a calming effect on her)
At least once a month until Carlos went to Auradon, Diego would ask Carlos to move out of Hell Hall. Carlos didn't have to go to the docks with him or Ivy, he could go stay with Hunter, but staying at Hell Hall was going to kill him. And Carlos's death would've broken Diego
The closest Diego came to death was due to Cruella. He was 11 and it took a 5 hour emergency surgery to stabilize him
#disney descendants#sals isle lore#descendants#diego de vil#harriet hook#carlos de vil#anthony tremaine#ivy de vil#hunter de vil
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Polyship! My loves Harriet/Ginny/Anthony
4.How do date nights look like?
5. Do any members get jealous? How do they act when they do?
4. Date nights
Well, given they're Isle kids, they don't really have a concept of date nights at all, at first.
But I feel like they'd enjoy just a simple quiet night away from responsibilities, maybe watching something. They deserve it.
Now, is any of them actually paying for a streaming service?
Lol, absolutely not.
The Tremaine kids guilttripped Cinderella and/or Jane into paying for an account for them, and it took about a day for most of the Isle kids to share the password.
There won't be repercussions cos Ben is the highest jurisdical authority and he thinks that the Isle kids can do whatever as long as it isn't murder. Yes, the standards are in hell.
Alternatively, some fancy restaurant, but they'd still be putting out a face for the public, and I feel like they deserve to relax completely.
5. Jealousy
Oh, YES, all of them do get jealous. And it WILL be everyone's problem.
There's been murder (... attempts. And accidents. Obviously. Nothing you can prove.) („They fell on my knife. They fell on my knife nineteen times.“) (They did not in fact fall on her knife, but are you gonna argue with Harriet Hook with that look in her eyes? They should have just known better.)
There's been some very unsubtle poisonings – Ginny. She's sending a message, yes? She's sending a message. (Both Anthony and Harriet received a mildly poisoned coffee or a drink from her at some point, when she felt like she wasn't getting enough attention.)
Anthony, unfortunately, can't murder people outright, family reputation and neutrality and all that, so he's usually just left quietly seething and glaring. Given the massive daddy issues the Isle (collective) has, that's quite enough to send people running.
They're also making out in public. Just to make a fucking point.
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Harriet and Ginny
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I WANT TO EAT MY ART
#it looks so tasty 🤤#I Love My Paint Pens#lol when I do really bright colorful art it looks like I know color theory#I consciously know like. maybe two things about Color theory#but when it comes to colorful faces I just grab random stuff and go for it#idk#Harriet hook#Harriet descendants#arcane#arcane lol#vi#hot milk#Hannah Mee#she ra#spop#she ra and the princesses of power#toh#the owl house#hunter toh#catradora#catra#adora#mha#mha fanart#deku#disney descendants#descendants
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The VKs and Games
It doesn't matter what kind of games they like to play. It doesn't matter what kind of game it is. The very notion of a game is warped, for some of them.
The last time Harriet Hook played a game, it was in an attempt to keep her barely-out-of-toddlerhood siblings quiet and occupied as they crouched in a small dark place on the Jolly Roger and their father rampaged in a drunken rage.
The very idea of playing a game is completely foreign to Claudine Frollo. She genuinely has no idea what it is.
The only games Mal, Uma, Evie, Ginny Gothel, and anyone else with fairy or witch blood have experience with are word games, riddles, where one misspoken word costs you a lot more than the game. They are experts in wording things very carefully and finding loopholes.
The only games Freddie and Celia Facilier have ever played are card games. And they're always for something, even something small and useless. Games are never for free.
When Carlos was younger, Cruella sometimes played a game with him. Usually it involved Carlos having to pretend to be a puppy and Cruella hitting him with her cane if he forgot.
#descendants#disney descendants#the isle of the lost#harriet hook#harry hook#cj hook#hook siblings#captain hook#claudine frollo#mal descendants#uma descendants#evie descendants#ginny gothel#freddie facilier#celia facilier#cruella de vil#carlos de vil
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Language Headcannons
All the VKs speak multiple languages due to the fact that the Isle is a cultural melting pot, because even villains care about their culture. Most people speak 3-4 languages fluently, it is one of the advantages the VKs have over the AKs.
Everyone knows at least 2 languages fluently.
Everyone knows random words and phrases from languages they don't speak.
The most common languages are English, French, Chinese, German and Arabic
The least common are Faire Speak, Latin, Greek and Atlantican due to the lack of speakers on the Isle.
The Pirates know the most languages out of everyone because their parents wanted them to be able to travel anywhere. They also know Atlantican, Greek, Latin and Faire Speak because Uma, her cousins/siblings and the Hook Siblings taught them.
Freddie and Celia speak French and Creole
Most VK’s just speak their parent’s language as a first language
#isle of the lost#headcanon#disney descendants#descendants 2#descendants 3#uma descendants#harry hook#worldbuilding#celia facilier#freddie facilier#harriet hook#cj hook#language
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What FC do you use for Harriet and CJ? Especially with the new picture of Captain Hook out
For Cj; i was always a fan of the Sabrina Carpenter face claim, which was mostly a fandom face claim that most of us jumped on
i usually use this picture if I'm making a Cj mood board or fic board that includes her
i dont have another face claim for CJ lol but i do have arts of her with a more-clear vision for her face
yeah i gave her a jinx vibe-which is funny becuase-well, you'll read it lol
as for Harriet, i kinda flip flop on what i have for her face claim
this was my most recent face claim for harriet, when i was writing Rewrite-shuffle playlist(D2 fic)(so like....2021ish), but my personal vision for Harriet is that she has wildly curly hair, is very tall and buff with a hooked nose, and blue eyes like Harry(i HC them as full siblings while CJ is their half sibling) so-
these are some of my arts for her, the hooked nose isn't always super present because I think the top right art is before i decided Harriet had a hooked nose, but also in my head she looks like vi?
Vi's just got Harriet vibes i dunno what to tell you, but yeah i don't really have a face claim for Harriet, i more have a...art face claim?? a lot of my Harriet comes from @camscendants's design for her that i just adopted because i love them, like her piercings, the hooked nose, her scars, all that, so-yeah.
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more than anything
Here is angst. Of course it where Harriet is. That's her spotlight.
Sammy sat alone in the cabin, double checking inventory counts and crew reports. The words ever so slightly swimming. It was going on 48 hours with no rest in sight for him. Not when Harriet had disappeared again.
She will be back, she always is. Her bloodshot blown out eyes, ever so slightly slurred words, and bruises marking her skin will always confirm to him where she was. As if Diego disappearing at the same time hadn’t already. He always followed her after all.
Until then he’ll pick up the slack. He always did. One day she’ll pay him back.
The door creaked open.
There she is. She looks like a wreck, hair mussed up, stains against her shirt, bruises scattered around her neck. She looked exactly as he thought she would.
“What the fuck are you doing, Sammy? Get away from my desk.” She sneered, stumbling towards him.
“I’m doing your job. Like I’m supposed to do. A first mate is supposed to step up when the captain can’t. That’s why you made me your first mate. Or are you too drunk and high to remember that?”
“Fuck You.” She spat, not having a good rebuttal for his accurate accusations.
He simply stared at her, unamused, before standing up. He is nothing compared to her, five foot three and wiry to her 5 '11 and pure muscle, yet he was just as much of a force of nature as she was. Turning, Sammy forced her into the chair, giving her a pointed glare before grabbing a waterskin.
“Drink. Lord knows you need it.”
“Oh please. There’s no god here that cares.”
All he did was look at her before forcing the waterskin into her hand and up to her mouth, wrestling her until he could tilt her head back and pinch her nose shut, forcing her to drink. When he was satisfied that she had drunk enough he relented, taking a step back to avoid the spitting and the swings coming for his face. She glared at him with all her might.
“Why you little-”
“Careful Harriet, you’re beginning to sound like your father.”
She stopped. Chest heaving. She froze, reevaluating her life. That was her worst fear and he knew it. Which is why she decided to hit back just as hard.
If he was gonna play dirty why couldn’t she?
“Like you’re much better. You’re in here, cleaning up my mess. Making everything to MY preference. When was the last time you did anything that wasn’t for me, huh Sammy? How’s Marya? Or your precious little brothers? How can you protect anyone if you are always here? Catering to. My. Every, Need.”
“That’s it. It’s time for bed Harriet.”
He grabbed her, his grip bruising on her arm, dragging her to her bedroom. Slamming the door open, not caring how loud he was. It’s not like anyone heard, and if they did they know better than to question the noises coming from Harriet’s quarters. He shoved her towards the bed, taking her sword off her in the same motion. It was easy considering just how much practice he’s had doing so.
She started stalking towards him before tripping on a loose board. Taking his chance, Sammy strong armed her into bed.
“Now sleep. I don’t want to have to break out the restraints again. I’m sure you wouldn’t like that either.”
Harriet gave one last glare before turning and curling into herself. She knew that he would, Sammy always stuck to his threats. Besides, she was feeling tired. She was doing this on her accord you see. Saammy could never force her to do anything she didn’t want to do, she lied to herself.
Sammy, seeing that she was going to listen for once, returned to the office. The reports are even messier than they were earlier. His work now was going to take even longer. It was going to be another all-nighter getting all of these finished. Pushing Harriet’s words out of his head, he returned to writing.
There was no room for emotion or doubt when he needed to create some form of stability for the crew.
He had work to do.
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Memories: Harry Hook
(That’s right, I’ve done it again, this time in my psych class. Have fun)
Harry has a few memories of his mother. He remembers her watching as his dad taught him to sword fight, how she always called him “kiddo”… and how she was the only person he ever heard say “I love you”
Harry was six when he started hearing things. It started small, hearing someone call his name when no one was there, hearing clock ticking when he wasn’t anywhere near his family’s shop…but then he started seeing things too. As he got older the voices became louder and the visions more clear, he’d always seem out of it, his maniacal laughter scaring people away and seeming unable to focus…but then there was Uma. Uma wasn’t afraid of him, she trusted him, she saw him as an ally, someone to be kept around…Harry liked having Uma around
Harry was ten when his mother died…sickness, a terrible way to go, really. He would always sit with mother while she lied in bed, he’d always tell her about what was happening that day, sometimes even bring her back a little gift that he “bought” from Jafar’s junk shop. His favorite thing he ever got her was a little pocket watch, it was damaged and stuck at 11:30, but it had a little design engraved on the back… a swan craning out it’s neck, surrounded in a frame of vines and roses, he always loved that watch
The day his mother died, Harry sat with her and told her about what happened that day, how he and Uma pulled a prank on Cruella deville and didn’t get caught, how Harriet beat up a guy who called Captain Hook weak, and how he even saw a little dove by the docks…though that one wasn’t real, just him seeing things again. When his mother died, Harry saw his father cry for the first time, Harriet tried so hard to shield him from everything, but there was no hiding him from that. Harry hugged his father tight and tried to tell him it’s ok and that everything will be alright, just like Harriet would do for him…but then the voices came, and it wasn’t just whispering, they were loud and saying terrible things, it eventually got so bad he had to let go of his father and sit in his room with his sisters until it got silent again
Harry was eleven when he gained a reputation. Harriet always told him that if the voices got bad to go find her, but Harry added an extra step, if the voices got bad…play it up, laugh, smile, whatever, just act insane so people stay out of the way. Harry had gained the reputation of “Hook’s psycho son” though that didn’t stop his classmates from giving him heart eyes, so he also became the Isle’s heartbreaker, which wasn’t necessarily a bad reputation to have once he got a little older. Always feared, or a fantasy
Harry was sixteen when the hallucinations were at their worst. Everyday there were visions of violence and carnage, and the voices…the voices were the worst part, always yelling, always saying horrible, horrible things. Harry’s day always started with whatever strange medications Harriet found on the barges, and ended with him throwing up over the edge of the lost revenge. Uma and Gil would always stay close to him, tell him when what he was seeing was or wasn’t real, guide him away from prying eyes when the visions and voices got bad, and would help sell the act of his insanity…he had a reputation to keep up after all. One voice always stood out from the others, it wasn’t loud or vicious, it was soft and gentle…always saying “I love you”, it was the one voice Harry didn’t mind…reminded him of his mother
Harry was eighteen when he joined his father for a drink. He had indulged plenty of times, always with Uma and the rest of the crew, but never with his father. Harry’s vision of his father had been shattered long ago after he caught his father three bottles deep, swearing him out for a menagerie of things he did or didn’t do through mournful cries, though Harry didn’t really hold it against him…he knew his father was just trying to numb the pain of well, everything. The barrier has been down for a few months and Harry was getting overwhelmed, Auradon was a lot to take in and the hallucinations weren’t helping. On a crisp autumn night, Harry went down to the Jolly Rodger, sat down next to his father, and took a swig of rum. The two men talked through the night, about Auradon, Harry’s visions and the voices in his head, and about all the things Hook tried to numb, the pain of losing his wife, the pain of his oldest daughter growing up to fast, the pain of his only son hearing and seeing things that weren’t there, and the pain of his youngest daughter never truly knowing her mother.
That night, Harry barely slept, his mind was rattled by the rum and the voices were so loud, and yet, he could still here one… “I love you”
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Ginny: I don't think Harriet's ever gone to sleep before 5am, and it’s really just concerning at this point
Ginny: let's not even talk about Anthony. He wakes up at 4:45am on the dot, every morning, without an alarm clock. That's terrifying.
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