For my beautiful amazing Emma thesassywitchofthenortheast, on her special day. Happy birthday Sara!! I hope today is an amazing one for you! It’s been amazing to get to know you and call you my friend; even if that means I send you weird snapchats lol. I know how much you love Killian and his duck so I tried to give you some more of it to brighten your day! It’s super fluffy! I hope you enjoy it, forgive my human error as I once again haven’t edited- but hey! You love me anyways right? Maybe? Anyways! Hope it makes you smile! Enjoy! <3 

Killian boots tapped a lazy staccato on the ground as he walked. His pace was slow, and his smile was easy. His hook was laden with bags, each bearing a distinct symbol from the few stores in town. The sound of waves made the feeling in his heart even lighter. He had never thought that a few years ago he would be this happy, and yet, here he was. He was living with the woman he loved, he had his ship back, and he and Emma had a pet in which he found himself highly infatuated. He shook his head with a smile, casting his eyes down on his purchases, unable to keep his mind from wandering to Emma and Robin.

Emma had teased him about leaving the small creature earlier that morning, commenting about how Robin would only follow her around because he was gone; that she couldn’t compare to Robin’s daddy. Killian couldn’t ignore the way her comment had warmed his heart, the way it had missed a beat at the words, how he felt a sense of hope and love that he was powerless to stop. Two living things had grown to be semi-dependent on him and Killian couldn’t be more elated. Which is what spurred him on to take a trip into town. 

According to the vet, Robin was only about two months old. Meaning, that after she hatched she had been separated from her mother and that’s when she had stumbled across her pirate. (She had been around a few weeks old at the time and desperate to find something or someone to imprint on when Killian just happened to wander by.) 

Killian decided that to fully welcome her into their home, there was something that they needed to do. Emma had looked at him as if he was crazy when he asked, but he was adamant. With his eyes hard with determination, and his arms crossed, he laid out his argument. 

“Killian, she’s a duck. I love her- yes; but she’s a duck. She doesn’t understand everything you think she does,” Emma explained it softly, smiling at him sweetly as her hand rubbed his biceps gently. 

“I don’t care if she doesn’t know why. She would still know she’s loved, and that is what’s important, Swan. Animals might not have the same capacity of thought, but you can’t tell me she doesn’t understand me on some level. You were telling me about this worlds traditions, so then why not let us make a few of our own?” Killian had asked her, his voice rising with his emotions, and his mentalis working overtime as he stuck his bottom lip out to pout at her. His eyes were large, the azure irises sparkling. Emma was powerless to the pout that Killian had so perfected. 

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Let me tell you a thing about ghostly-novelli

You see this cutie?

This is a cutie named Sara and she is the most perfect human being I have ever met.

We met through tumblr, I was freaking out because one of our favorite youtubers, christiannovelli had messaged me and I didn’t know who else to tell so I went to someone who had his name in her url. I can confirm that this was the best decision of my entire life. 

We messaged for quite a bit through tumblr until, I got grounded so we started direct messaging on twitter, which is something we still do today. We would talk about everything and anything and it comforted me so much to know that I wasn’t the only person who cared.

Fast forward a few weeks and I email her the script to a story I had written, one I was very proud of but, was shot down by other people. I have never gotten such a kind review on anything on my entire life. She pointed out the things that she liked and the things that she told me in that email were so intelligent. The way she phrased her words were like a poem, she said these things in such a beautiful way I didn’t know what else to think. She left me at a lost of words and that is something that does not happen often.

We continue talking and eventually we begin snapchatting. It makes me the happiest person alive to wake up and see I have a new message from the one and only Sara. She makes me so happy.

My entire life I’ve always been afraid, afraid that people would leave me if I got any kind of emotional connection to them. Even as a child I would not allow myself to get attached too easily but, it wasn’t like that with Sara. When I began talking to her, something in my brain clicked and it was like looking through someone else’s perspective and seeing the way their mind worked. I trust her, and she is someone I don’t have to worry about losing.

When I met her I was an extremely depressed, suicidal, and anxiety ridden teenager. I may not have gotten completely over these things but, I can tell you in all honesty, she has helped me on the road to recovery. Whenever things start to turn bad I just have to send her a simple ‘bad day’ and she’ll respond within minutes, no matter where she is at the time. I can trust that no matter what happens, she’ll never leave me, and that is the most comforting thing I have ever felt in my entire life. 

Sara is the most beautiful human being I have ever met and my love for her is infinite. She is my closest friend and I will always be there for her, just as I can trust that she will always be there for me.

Despite the fact that she lives literally halfway across the world from me she is the person closest to my heart and no one knows me or understands me better than her. 

She doesn’t judge me for my flaws, and trust me, I am an extremely flawed person. She tells me that I am beautiful and if someone else were to tell me that, there is no way I would ever believe them, not in a million years but, when Sara tells me that, I believe her because, she would never lie to me. 

When I am with Sara I don’t have to pretend to be anyone I don’t want to be. I can be my own dysfunctional self and not give a crap because I know that this person will never leave me, not in a million years.

Sara is the type of person who will stay up with you until one in the morning just to make sure that you’re okay (trust me, it’s happened before).

I could talk about Sara for days on end and never get tired of it but, I think I should cut this here.

The point I was trying to make is, I love Sara with all my heart. She is the moon and stars of my life, she makes my world go round. I wake up to see a message from her I am overfilled with joy. If the option were given to me, I would drop everything I know just to see her face in person. I love her so much and I tell her everyday.

I’m sorry if this message was too high up the cheese factor, I just wanted to make sure that I wasn’t the only person who knows how beautiful this girl is.

I love you Sara, thank you for being part of my life. You make me so happy and the entire world should know how perfect you are to me. Happy birthday my love.

I love you.