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𝐌𝐘  𝐀𝐑𝐓: the  hook  kids .

I’ve  been  wanting  to  draw  these  three  for  a  while  now  but  couldn’t  figure  out  exactly  how  or  what  i  wanted  to  do  with  them  until  just  before  xmas.  I  also  thought  giving  them  each  a  different  shade  of  a  signature  red  was  a  cool  way  to  connect  them  together.  Anyways!  Happy  New  Years  you  two!!  It’s  been  a  blast  building  on  these  three’s  dynamics  and  I  look  forward  to  developing  them  even  more  in  the  future!

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𝐰𝐞  𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞  𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡  𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫      //      harry  ft.  harriet    (  @hoistsails  )

unknown,  unknown  //  ruel,  younger  //  stevie  nicks,  landslide  //  alfred  gough,  miles  millar  &  matt  lambert,  into  the  badlands  3x15  //    ruel,  younger  //  sufjan  stevens,  futile  devices  //  michael  damian,  high  strung  /  free  dance  //  rachel  platten,  hands  //  ruel,  younger  //  unknown,  unknown

❝      ( . . . )        the   apple   never   falls   far   from   the   tree.      ❞

—  @hoistsails​  get’s  a  wire  inspired  starter .

                  he  was  nervous  for  the  wrong  reasons.  anyone  else  might  have  expected  him  to  be  nervous  of  harriet's  disappointment.  to  be  faced  with  her  displeasure,  with  her  hurt,  because  of  what  he  had  done.  targeting  their  youngest  sister,  exposing  the  damage  that  they  had  gone  through  because  of  something  she  had  done,  and  the  ensuing  argument  that  had  happened  later  at  the  tournament.  chasing  ceej  down,  nina  being  forced  to  intercept  before  he  had  the  chance  to  do  more  than  shout  and  rough  her  up.  they  were  things  anyone  would  expect  him  to  be  sorry  for.  but  he  wasn't.  that  was  what  was  wrong.

WORD  PROMPT  COMPILATION ↳↳ accepting  ( @hoistsails​ )

[ run ]  pips  carries  harriet  to  his  house  home

          “    up  we  go !    ”    it was the only warning pips offered as he dove towards her, his wings fluttering at his back, he caught sight of harriet’s widened gaze moments before he scooped her up into his arms and zipped high into the air. the wind rushed past his ears as a whistle, hair blowing out into the wind and in a streak of green light.    “    hold  on  tight !    ”    pips shouted over the sound of the rushing wind. he climbed higher and higher into the air until the island grew further and further away and the horizon stretched out before them.

it had taken him a handful of years to learn how to fairy travel, how to bend their realms together in order to travel long distances in a short amount of time. the easiest way to describe it, was that he folded the realms together in order to skip between places. much of the magic depended largely on his own power, but places and locations also paid a part in the travel. while the isle itself was mostly barren of the familiar footprints of magic, the area surrounding the isle, particularly the space above the isle, tingled with it, no doubt a lingering affect of the anti-magic barrier that had once been there.

@hoistsails​ sent  ❛  you don’t know what i’m capable of.   ❜ / hook 

      why must all his children act as though he has no idea about them? perhaps because he never looks to be paying attention. he rarely is, but he knows enough. “ of course i do, harriet, ” he says with a forced sigh. he steps up beside his daughter on the top deck of the roger. he places both hand and hook on the railing. “ you’re a hook. you’re far above any of those scurvy dogs down there, ” he indicates to the rest of the crew, going about their daily business. “ i’d accept nothing less. ” he glances to her. not for the first time, considering that if she’d only been a boy then perhaps his life here wouldn’t have turned out to be such a disappointment. to have someone remotely competent stepping up to the helm.