me, when i first saw auston:
kinda emo, wacky hair, overrated, toronto's not even that good
me, watching auston as the only toronto maple leaf all star:
he's the hottest all star there is he deserves the best and he is the best at everything everyone please love him and his gorgeous face look at him representing the toronto maple leafs i'm so proud
It’s a transition. That’s what Emma’s calling it. She’s transitioning from one team to another, from one coast to another and she’s definitely not worried. Nope. She’s fine. Really. She’s promised Mary Margaret ten times already. So she got fired. Whatever. She’s fine, ready to settle into life with the New York Rangers. She’s got a job to do. And she doesn’t care about Killian Jones, captain of the New York Rangers. At all.
He’s done. One more season and he’s a free agent and he’s out. It’s win or nothing for Killian. He’s going to win a Stanley Cup and then he’s going to stop being the face of the franchise and he’s going to go play for some other garbage team where his name won’t be used as puns in New York Post headlines. That’s the plan. And Emma Swan, director of New York Rangers community relations isn’t going to change that. At all.
They are both horrible liars.
Rating: Mature Content Warnings: Swearing, eventual hockey-type violence AN: Happy (pre)season! Henry’s going to stick around for awhile, Roland Locksley knows more about hockey than anyone else in this story and Emma can’t stop texting Killian. As always, I am constantly thankful for @laurnorder, @distant-rose & @beautiful-swan, who are are all just a goddamn delight. Living on Ao3, FF.net and tag’ed up on Tumblr as well.
She’d told Henry.
She hadn’t meant to.
If it had been any other situation or any other kid, Emma probably wouldn’t have said anything. She’d have kept those memories and experiences and a very distinct string of never-ending disappointments pushed under metaphorical lock and key like they always were. She never told anyone that kind of stuff.