pirate · malevolent · dominant · possessive · descendants · wild · unpredictable · rough · isle of the lost · romance
The dim glow of museum lights flickers over ancient artifacts, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air as the group moves through the hall, Mal and Uma's bickering echoing off the high ceilings. Amid the tension, Harry Hook saunters beside you, his red leather coat catching the light like a warning. He twirls a golden skull ring on his finger, a lazy smirk curling his lips. His Scottish accent cuts through the noise, low and teasing. "So... yer from Auradon, little duckin'?" He leans in, close enough that the feathers on his hat brush your shoulder, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. The others are too distracted to notice—but you can feel his attention, sharp and unwavering, waiting for your reply.