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no idol deserves to work hard, only to be called the “korean/asian version” of an american celebrity.

no group should have to be underrated.

no soloist should be harassed if they left their group on good terms.

no idol deserves to be called fat/ugly.

no idol with an idol sibling should have to be referred to as “sibling of [more famous sibling].”

no group or idol deserves something minor/already resolved held over their heads.

no idol should be told they should leave their group if they are on good terms with their group.

no idol should have to be constantly overshadowed by another member of the group.

no darker-skinned idol deserves to be told their natural skin tone isn’t attractive.

no female idol should be slut shamed.

no idol under 18 deserves to be perved on by older fans.

no idol should be shamed for not fitting korean beauty standards.

no idol should be shamed for getting plastic surgery. it’s their face/body, it’s their decision.

no idol deserves mistreatment from their company, other idols, or their fans.

[Rex Harrison] and I had been strolling down Fifth Avenue reviewing our past marital and emotional difficulties and his present one. … Suddenly he had stopped and said in a loud voice that attracted a good bit of attention: “Alan! Wouldn’t it be marvellous if we were homosexuals?!"  I said that I did not think that was the solution and we walked on.  But it stuck in my mind…
—  Alan Jay Lerner recalls the genesis of “A Hymn to Him” [Or: “Why can’t a Woman Be More Like A Man”] in The Street Where I Live
Signs as popular songs in the 2000s

aries: rihanna- umbrella

taurus: nelly- hot in here

gemini: snoop dogg- drop it like is hot

cancer: mariah carey- we belong together

leo: britney spears- oops I did it again

virgo: justin timberlake- sexyback

libra: kelis- milkshake

scoprio: rihanna- disturbia

sagittarius: r kelly- ignition

capricorn: beyonce- single ladies

aquarius: jay z- empire state of mind

pisces: terror squad- lean back

Return to the Isle ( Part 4)

Title: Return to the Isle.

Originally posted by descendantsource

Author: Gráinne x

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Synopsis: Part 4 to my Harry Hook Mini Series. Found Here.
Reader eventually comes face to face with Harry Hook on the Isle of the lost.

A/N: I swear I don’t mean to be so late with these posts. But I’m just a lazy person. But here we go… finally. Lol I hope you enjoy let me know what you think and I’ve a feeling we might have two more parts to come. Love Always G xx 💜

Part One / Part Two / Part Three /


Y/N lay on Carlos’ bed sketching away, coloured pencils everywhere. Three in her hair, two in her hand, one her mouth it was just pencils everywhere. She could hear Carlos mumbling something about “it not being the right time” but Y/N was so busy with the new sketches she barely paid any attention.

Until Mal burst through the door, flashes from the cameras caught Y/Ns attention as she glanced up to see a flustered Mal.
“Hey Mal” Y/N gleamed

Before she could answer the news caught Mal’s attention
“Mal must be counting the days until the Royal Cotillion, when she will officially become a Lady of the Court.”

Mal grabbed the remote in anger cutting off the news.

Y/N glanced at Carlos worried. “Whoa, easy girl”

Mal still frustrated and upset lashed out. “What? You think this is so easy? You don’t have people taking your photo every time you open your mouth to say Boo! I mean it’s not like I could even say Boo. But you know what I mean… I’m sorry”

Y/N sat up right on the bed, sketches long forgotten. Something had clearly spooked Mal.
“Don’t you guys ever miss screaming at people and just making them run away from you?” she asked.

Y/N stood from the bed and made her way over to comfort Mal, she wrapped her in a big hug and whispered in ear so only Mal could hear. “Yes”

Mal smiled weakly at Y/N knowing how much she missed Harry.

“You’re thinking of my Mother, and I was usually on the other end of that. So, not really no.” Carlos finished.

Carlos stood and made his way over to the two girls “Did you bring it?”
Y/N confused looked at Mal, then at Carlos, back to Mal and back at Carlos again. 
“Am I missing something?” she asked pointing between Mal and Carlos.


Before either one could answer the sound of the door opening caught their attention. Definitely wasn’t anyone they were expecting.

Chad crept through the door expecting no one to be in the room, trying and failing to sneak into the room unsuspected. When he finally managed to close the door as quietly as possible he turned to face the room, where he was met with three very confused and annoyed faces.

“Hi.” Chad blushed
“Just came to use your 3D printer won’t be a sec”
Y/N put her hand up to stop Chad from moving any further “Hold on”
“How’d you get a key to Carlos’ room?”
“Oh I printed it off the last time I was in here” He smirked, proudly

Carlos looking torn between confused and unamused “Uhh…?”
Chad picking up on the confusion finished the story “You guys were sleeping. Look I just…”
“CHAD” Y/N shouted cutting Chad off mid-sentence.
“You can’t go around breaking into other people’s rooms.”

“It’s just Carlos, your printer is so much better than mine, and you install these hacks and everything runs so much smoother than mine and –“
Carlos who was fuming at this stage pointed at the door “OUT NOW”
Chad clearly not picking up on Carlos’ anger tried to stall “Fine, fine”

Chad sulked back heading for the door. Y/N glanced at Mal shaking her head. “Chad!”
Chad faced the group hoping they’d let him use the printer. “What? Hmm?”
“Leave the Key” Y/N said walking towards Chad, holding out her hand
Chad sighed and placed the key in Y/N’s hand before sulking out of the room.

 
When Y/N faced the two she could see they were in a deep conversation. Y/N could hear Jane’s name and something about a potion and she immediately knew Carlos had asked Mal to make a truth gummie.

“Carlos. You don’t need a truth gummie to tell Jane how you feel” Y/N spoke

“Y/N’s right Carlos because this gummie is going to make you say the truth all the time no matter what. And the only reason we’re asking is because if I took that gummie right now, I would get myself sent back to the isle” Mal finished.

“Which not that it doesn’t sound appealing…” Y/N broke off

Carlos stuck out his hand waiting for the gummie “I’ll take my chances”
Mal shuck her head, disappointed “Okay”
However, before Mal could hand it over Dude ate the gummie swallowing it whole.
Carlos clearly frustrated shouted at Dude “BAD DOG”
“Man that thing is nasty” Dude spoke

Mal, Carlos and Y/N stood with mouths open wide, shocked that Dude spoke.
“And you.. You just got to man up. And while you’re at it scratch my butt.”
Carlos looked at Mal fear in his eyes
“You heard him scratch his butt”
Carlos looked at Y/N pleadingly, Y/N threw her hands up backing away “Nope he’s your dog”
“You’re just going to leave me with him?”

Y/N grabbed her sketches and pencils quickly rushing out of the room with Mal in tow
“YUP” the two girls called out.

Y/N was so caught up in the romance novel that the loud bang scared her throwing her off the bed in fear. She peered over the edge of the bed curiously to see a sobbing Mal.
“Mal?” Y/N asked curiously brushing her knees as she stood.
“I don’t belong here” Mal cried grabbing clothes and bag quickly from under the bed.
“Tell me about it” Y/N snorted.
“I’m going back Y/N” Mal continued packing clothes, it was only until Y/N noticed the purple did she realise it was her old clothes, before she left the isle, before Auradon, before Ben.

“Seriously?” Y/N gulped, this was a chance for Y/N. To go back, to see Harry, to explain and to see Uma. Without another thought Y/N grabbed the bag from under her bed, already filled with the necessities.
“Let’s go then” she stated.

Mal stared at Y/N and then at the bag.
“You’ve been thinking about this for a while?” she pointed at the bag
Y/N sighed nodding “Yes but who was I going to tell, certainly not Evie. Now c’mon let’s go. Grab your mother”

Mal pierced a few holes in a cardboard box and grabbed her mother from the tank which she resided in.
“Let’s blow this popsicle stand”
“Hey” Y/N whined
“That’s my line.”

Y/N held on tightly to Mal as she drove the motorcycle to the edge of Auradon. She could see the Isle more clearly now. They were nearly home. Y/N handed Mal the spell book to get them across the water.
“Noble steed, proud and fair, you shall take me anywhere” Mal handed the book back to Y/N as she placed in the bag.
“Please work” Mal prayed

Y/N squealed as the motorcycle bounced a few times on the water before reaching the Isle and breaking through the barrier. The skidded to a halt in the lower town.
“Hey”
“Watch it!”
A few of the towns folk shouted and grumbled at the disturbance.
Y/N scoffed “BITE ME”
Mal turned to face Y/N grinning from ear to ear.
Y/N high fived Mal, they made it to the Isle again. Mal pushed off and drove towards the hideout.

Evie paced outside the door for a good few minutes. How could Y/N leave her here, how could Mal leave her here. She gripped the note tighter in her hands and pushed the door open to Ben’s office.
“Ben?”
Ben spun round to face Evie, face beaming.
“Evie! C’mon in” he waved her in.
Evie handed the note written in her sister’s hand writing to Ben
“They’ve gone back to the Isle.”
Ben sighed, sinking back into his chair.

“Ben…”
“This is all my fault. I blew it with Mal. She’s been under so much pressure lately, and instead of being understanding I just went all Beast on her. I have to go there and apologize. I have to go there and beg her to come back.”

Evie sighed she knew Y/N really wanted to go back to the Isle she didn’t realise how much though.
“Ben. You’ll never find her. I know Y/N has so many secret hideouts they could be in any of them. You need to know how the isle works and…” Evie trailed off as another idea hit her.

“You have to take me with you”
Ben grinned “YES! Uh are..are you sure?”
Evie nodded “Yes, Mal’s my best friend but Y/N’s my sister I need to find them both. Oh, we’ll bring the boys as well, because there’s safety in numbers. And none of us is too popular over there right now.”
Ben hugged Evie tightly “Thank you”

Evie pushed Ben back to make sure he understood her properly.
“Let’s get two things straight. You have to promise me that I won’t get stuck there again, or Y/N?”
Ben nodded “I promise”
“And there is no way you are going looking like that” Evie scoffed at his outfit.
Evie grabbed Ben to get some Isle clothes that would help him blend in.

Mal and Y/N made their way to Lady Tremaine’s Curl Up & Dye to get Mal’s old hair back.
“Place hasn’t changed” Y/N declared looking around the room as young Dizzy swept the floor blasting tunes in her kick ass headphones.
“Nope” Mal nodded
Dizzy eventually noticed the two standing in the doorway and as always, she was super excited.
“Mal. Y/N.” She hugged the two
“Is Evie back too?”
“As if!” Mal snorted. Y/N elbowed Mal to shut up.
“No Dizzy she hasn’t come with us. It’s just us.” Y/N smiled.


Y/N walked off taking a little tour of the place as Mal and Dizzy talked. She noticed the broken mirror which she and Harry broke when they took their paintball fight into the shop, Dizzy clearly liked the splats of colour as she added to the ones they created. Y/N’s heart twinged thinking about Harry. She was this close, finally back on the isle again.

“How far can I go?” Dizzy asked
“The works? I mean whatever makes me feel like me again. But you know…”
“Way worse?” Y/N butted in.
Mal winked at Y/N “Exactly”
Dizzy jumped with joy at the news “Yay”

 
Y/N sat on the chair filing her nails as she watched Mal get the whole treatment, first the hair, then her nails. After two and a half hours Dizzy spun Mal to face the broken mirror. Mal bent a little to look in the cracks. “There I am”

Y/N threw her feet off the table and stood up, “Eh Voila”

Mal handed Dizzy some money for her hard work. Dizzy was so shocked she smiled so brightly. “For me?”
Mal nodded “Yea, you earned it.”
Dizzy skipped over to the cash register to place it inside.

Y/N was grabbing her bags from the back when she heard the commotion. She made her way out from the back when a voice she longed to hear reached her ears. She knew Harry wouldn’t be able to see her from where she stood, but she could see him.
“Fork it over ye runt.” Dizzy handed the money to Harry pouting.
“Now the rest” Dizzy grumbled getting the rest out and handing it over too.

Y/N scooted around the pillars to avoid being seen by Harry. After all this time, and not being able to see him, and now she could, she didn’t know if she was ready.

“hmm.. Thank you” Harry grinned waltzing towards the door.
“Still running errands for Uma, or do you actually get to keep what you steal?” Mal snarked.
Harry stopped, and turned slowly to face Mal, grinning from ear to ear “Well, Well, Well. What a nice surprise”

Harry ran the hook through Mal’s hair.
“Hi Harry”
“Just wait till Uma hears your back. She’s never going to give you your old territory back.”
“Oh, well that’s okay! Because I will be taking it” Mal sniped back.
“I could hurt you” Harry threatened
“Not without her permission, I bet.”

Harry tutted and waltzed out towards the door again, a little glimmer in his peripheral caught his attention and he slowly turned to face it.

Harry’s breath got caught in his chest. Y/N was here too. Sitting on one of Dizzy’s chairs looking anywhere but at him. Trying to act like you didn’t care but he noticed your leg bouncing, the anticipation, the anxiousness it was killing you.

Y/N rose up from the chair and finally made eye contact with Harry, he stood there long enough staring, it was starting to bother her. She knew Dizzy and Mal was watching the interaction between you both, least you could cut the tension with a butter knife.

“Y/N/N?” Harry finally spoke.
Y/N walked towards Harry holding her hand out,
“Give it back”
Harry looked confused. There she stood looking brilliant and fabulous as ever.
Y/N grabbed Harry’s hand that held the money taking it with ease, he put up no fight. He was just glad you were back.
“Here Dizzy” Y/N handed the money back over. Dizzy grabbed the money and ran to hide somewhere safe.
“Your back” Harry spoke again.
“Yes. Now leave… please” Y/N motioned towards the door.
“But don’t you want to come back to Ursulas?”
“Yes. No. Yes. No. I don’t know yet Harry” Y/N shouted

Harry huffed. He stomped his foot in frustration, “Well when you know, you know where we are.”
Harry scoffed and stormed out.
Mal who watched it all placed a comforting hand on Y/N’s shoulder.
“Why don’t you go?”
Y/N shrugged “I don’t know, I guess I wasn’t ready to see him just yet.”

“Later Dizzy” Mal called out as she and Y/N left the salon. They made their way to the hideout. Mal threw a rock at the sign and lead Y/N up the steps. Y/N fell face first onto the sofa. She screamed into the cushions that only muffled her scream slightly.
Mal sat on the end waiting for Y/N to come around.
“What happened?”
Y/N peered out at Mal from under the cushions. “I think I love him Mal”



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