Request: could i request a harry hook x male reader where reader is more of a lone wolf and keeps his family relations a secret but one day the crew (or harry?) learns that he’s mr. smee’s grandson which prompts harry to try and get closer to reader, they kinda start off with this awkward acquaintanceship at first but both develop feelings towards each other and confess their feelings toward the end?
A/N: Please note that I have probably watched the original Peter Pan movie maybe once in my life, so I had to do some research to get some insight on what Mr. Smee is like to get a feel for the how to write the reader. I hope that I did alright!
There wasn’t a lot of privacy on the Isle, that much was known. Just about everyone knew who everyone was related to, so the fact that no one really knew who [Y/N] was related to said a lot about who he was.
Some people thought maybe he was LeFou’s son, he most definitely could pass for the son of the loveable idiot. But that wasn’t right, while he had a similar build to LeFou, he didn’t spend a lot of time in that part of the Isle, he tended to hang around the docks more.
Was he the son of the Queen of Hearts? No, that likely wasn’t it…the Queen of Hearts doesn’t keep her children much of a secret. Mr. Snoops? Possible, but unlikely.
It drove everyone nuts, they wanted to know who this boy was related to. He didn’t spend a lot of time with anyone, it didn’t seem like he had friends so it wasn’t like someone could just ask one of his friends.
In fact, when Harry Hook learned who his family was, he found out purely by being in the right place at the right time.
“But Grandpa, come on!” [Y/N] said, sounding as though he were pleading with whoever he was talking to.
“Now don’t you sass me, I said I wanted you home by sundown, and I mean it! If you aren’t home by sundown you’re going to be grounded, young man! And I mean it too!” The all too familiar voice of Mr. Smee said, which took Harry by surprise. He didn’t know Mr. Smee had grandchildren.
There was a groan, then they heard a rock hit the wall lightly after being kicked. “Ugh..fine. I’ll be home by sundown…I’ll see you then, grandpa.” [Y/N] said defeatedly, then Harry waited a moment before stepping around the corner.
“Yer Mr. Smee’s grandson?” Harry questioned, and [Y/N] jumped and turned to look at the son of his grandfather’s former captain.
“What’s it to you?” [Y/N] said, turning and walking away since he really didn’t want people to know. If people found out who he was related to, he would forever live with the legacy of being the grandson of a sidekick, they never get past that.
Harry raised an eyebrow and watched as the boy walked off, and Harry smirked to himself. He’d get him to open up, eventually.
It started out slowly, Harry wasn’t very good at getting close to people. “Hey, [Y/N]… do ye wanna come ta sword fighting with the rest of us?” Harry asked him one day when they bumped into each other next, and [Y/N] raised an eyebrow.
“I dunno…it’d be fun?” Harry said, looking at [Y/N] who thought for a moment, nodding his head from side to side as he weighed through either option.
“Eh…why not. I have nothing better to do. But I’ll just watch.” [Y/N] decided as he gathered his things, standing up. “What? Aren’t you coming?” [Y/N] asked Harry when he looked at him in shock, rolling his eyes when Harry followed him out and towards the ship where they held practice.
It wasn’t much, but it showed Harry that the grandson of Mr. Smee was at least willing to be in the same room as others. It wasn’t long after that he showed up to most practices, not every one, but most. And he even participated in a few, usually sparring with Harry who was surprised to find that he was an incredibly good swordsman.
It took a good few months, but the two of them became pretty good friends, hanging out most evenings when they didn’t have anything else to do. One particular evening, the two of them were sitting and talking about their lives. “Aye, I got a question for ye, laddie,” Harry said, drinking some water. “If yer good ol’ Smee’s grandboy, how come we never knew of ye ‘fore?” He asked.
[Y/N] sighed, remaining quiet for awhile before shrugging. “I guess no one wanted anyone to know. My family keeps to ourselves. And frankly, I don’t mind… don’t want to just be seen as a sidekick because my grandfather is, you know?” He said, looking at Harry, who thought about it for a moment and nodded.
“Yeah…me dad’s a captain, ye know that. But ‘ere I am, a first mate. Dad says I should be captain, just like him. But I don’t want ta be. I like bein’ a first mate.” Harry said, giving a sigh. It was somewhat different to what [Y/N] was going through, but at the same time, it really wasn’t.
“Eh…we’re not our family. We don’t have to be like them.” He said, scratching his chin before setting his hand down, accidentally placing it on top of Harry’s hand, blushing and pulling his hand away, only to be surprised when Harry grabbed his hand once more.
“Yeah, I suppose yer right…aye, Smee, can I tell ye somethin’?” Harry asked, looking at him and biting his lip. He definitely wasn’t good at this, so he took a deep breath. “Um…well, I really like ye…a lot…and I was wonderin’ if maybe, sometime…ye’d like ta… I dunno, go out ta eat or something? Just us?” Harry asked nervously.
[Y/N] smiled some, giving a chuckle as he looked at the nervous Harry Hook, thinking for a moment before shrugging. “I suppose even a lone wolf needs someone to spend time with.” He said, that being his own version of a yes.
Note: @arlynna very kindly requested a follow on from ‘A Prank Too Far’ where Killian finally manages to get the reader. I decided to take a dramatic approach to this one so I hope you enjoy it <3 I apologise at how long it is!
Killian Jones x Reader
Warnings: Some fluff and it gets a little hot too…not too much but just the right amount I think :)
He was a pirate…..he wasn’t supposed to work this hard to get
someone. Usually he couldn’t move for the women who wanted to be with him. So
why was it that when it came to you it was so damn difficult? It was a couple
of hours after your encounter up on the deck, he could still feel the cold
metal of the handcuffs against his wrist despite them having been off for a
while now, and as for the tingling sensation that was left on his lips from
them having been so close to landing a kiss on yours…well…that was doing far
more than getting him a little excited.
He now needed you more than he had ever done so before
which meant his determination was at a whole new level.
Sitting in his private quarters as his crew fought through their
drunken states to keep the ship steady on the ocean waves he was unaware of any
kind of incident occurring up on deck. Not until Smee came crashing through the
door almost taking it clean off its hinges.
“CAP’N! The waves….they’ve taken [y/n]!”
The short pot-bellied man was completely drenched from head to toe
and looked more like a drowned rat than he did a pirate and the look on his
face was one of sheer panic. Killian had known the man long enough now though
to be aware that he could be a little over dramatic at times and instead of his
response being on the more urgent side he simply rolled his eyes and casually
turned to face the man.
“What is it Smee? Oh and be quick. I am not in the mood for your
“[y/n] she was…she was having an argument with Squibbers an-and we
hit a wave an-an-“
cameron boyce as peter pan
colin farrell as captain hook
• sophie nélisse as wendy darling
• riley lio as john darling
• ian chen as michael darling
• jada pinkett smith as mary darling
• nick offerman as george darling
willow smith as tinker bell • caleb mclaughlin as slightly
• joseph di stefano as nibs
• gaten matarazzo as cubby
• miles brown as the twins • rohan chand as tootles
• jaiden mitchell as tiger lily
• toby jones as mr. smee
Note: Another chapter for all my lovely followers! I am so glad that you are enjoying this. I am having so much fun writing it that I am not planning on ending it anytime soon. With all the muse I have for it at the moment too it won’t be long before another part is up for you to read! <3 Also if anyone would like to be added to my tag list for this story then message me and your wish will be my command! There’s plenty of room :D
Peter Pan/Killian Jones x Reader
As the hilt of the blade touches the palm of your hand you decide there and then that this boy really must have lost his mind…either that or he had some serious belief that you wouldn’t do such a thing to him. It hadn’t been your initial intention, the weapon was only there for protection should you need it, but now that he had put the idea into your mind it was certainly becoming a rather enticing thought. At least then you might have some chance of getting back to the ship.
“Why on earth would you allow me to kill you? Don’t demons have a knack for self-preservation?”
A dark look enveloped his eyes at your words. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been called a demon before, in fact he knew all too well who had used that specific description of him with you, but to hear it coming from someone like you only stirred up the simmering anger inside of him.
“Don’t call me that [y/n]. That scumbag of a pirate can for all I care but not you.”
He stalked closer to you and out of instinct your grip on the knife tightens in preparation.