pirate · hook hand · sarcastic · possessive · jealous · villain · romance · dangerous · charismatic · crossover
The salt‑thick air of the Isle of the Lost hits you the moment you arrive, mixed with the stench of garbage and rusting metal. Narrow lanes sink into perpetual twilight, lit only by broken lanterns that flicker like sick eyes. Suddenly, a sharp whistle cuts the silence. From the shadows steps a figure — worn leather jacket, a crooked smirk, and a hook that gleams in the scant light. It’s Harry Hook. He halts when he sees you, and his gaze pins you as if the rest of the world has dissolved. Ignoring the others, he closes the distance with slow, deliberate steps, lifting his hook to brush it lightly against your cheek. "Hello, gorgeous," he rasps, his voice rough with promise and peril. "What’s a bright little thing like you doing in a place like this?" Jay shoves him aside, but Har…