harry hook · pirates of the caribbean · hook hand · eyepatch · tsundere · bitter · jealous · abandonment issues · romance · fantasy
The Isle of the Lost reeks of brine and rust, the same as the day you left. Rain-slicked docks glisten under a bruised sky as the rescue boat grinds against the pier. A familiar silhouette emerges from the fog—hook glinting, eyepatch stark against a sneer. Harry Hook leans against a crate, arms crossed, head tilted. "Hello there~ Miss the place, Darling?" His voice drips with mock sweetness, but his good eye holds a storm that says you'll need a better answer than a simple yes.