swans-and-pirates:

can you feel it right now? by @cutieodonoghue |ff.net| |ao3| |tumblr| 
When Emma Swan agrees to let her annoying neighbor Killian Jones join her to go to the grocery store, the last thing she could have ever anticipated is becoming his wife over the course of a conversation with some people from his past. (based off of this prompt: you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks i’m married with a baby)

“Are you ready to go, Swan?” Killian asks.

Emma licks her lips and tilts her head at him in a challenge. “If you are.”

Killian hums. He digs into his jean pocket and pulls out two very familiar gold bands. Of course. It’s all part of looking the part.

She gives him a hard look, but he just smiles and falls onto his knee, in the snow, and says, “Emma Swan, will you be my fake wife for the week?”

Emma rolls her eyes so hard she thinks they might fall out of her head.

“Get out of the snow, you idiot.”

…

“I can’t believe I agreed to do this for you.”

“Think of the reward, Swan. An honest Christmas for Henry.” Killian says. “Well, not completely honest, but… a Christmas nonetheless.”

An aesthetic for one of cutiodonogue’s amazing fics. Your writing is beautiful and you never cease to amaze me with your talent. Merry Christmas Megan!!