#highlandfaegirl

[edgarwayne]

👌

{Amelia} This next set of chapters you gave me are absolutely amazing!  I’m not sure I have much to edit or contribute here.  Your book is really coming together well Amelia.  You have a lot of talent.

[caleb-novak]

‘drunk’

(to>>Amelia<<) pi loev enela but you can't ctell her thyat. it's not sbafe. shhh no tellnig h

[amarareap]

‘tired’

(to>>Amelia<<) i don’t even need sleep, but I swear I’ve almost fallen asleep 5 times today at work. 

(to>>Amelia<<) come save me

[amarareap]

14. a hug where one muse uses the other as a pillow

“I feel a little ridiculous just staring at the menu now, but the remote is all the way over there” Amara gave a half-hearted gesture with one of her hands over to the remote that was in reality not that far away from where the two sat on the couch. They’d finished the movie nearly 10 minutes ago and the title screen menu had just been playing on a loop “besides I’m rather comfortable” the reaper snuggled in a bit closer, her head resting against the fae’s shoulder. 

@highlandfaegirl 

[projecthagen]

⛄️

“How big a snowman are we thinking?” Hagen asked as he’d started to gather up some of the snow in order to start forming a ball. “Dare we attempt to make it my size?” 

[amarareap]

❄️

“Well, I don’t think we’re going anywhere soon.” Amara said as she pushed the curtains aside to look out at the snowstorm. “Might as well find a way to pass the time.” she backed away from it, heading to the little kitchen nook. “We should have some wine. What do you say?”

@highlandfaegirl 

[cadexlynch]

❄️

❄️  for  our  muses  to  be  caught  indoors  due  to  a  snowstorm

Cade sighed softly as he looked outside to see the snow falling heavily. “I suppose you’ll have to spend the night here,” he said, glancing over at Amelia. “Add more wood to the fire. I’ll make up the couch for you.”

(( @highlandfaegirl ))

[hybrid-leif]

💝 (gonna assume they met through Cade)

The holidays were mostly a foreign concept to the hybrid. He’d seen people putting up decorations and giving each other things, but why exactly he didn’t know. The item in his hand was one he’d been working on for a few days. Using both his hands and bits of the fae magic here and there to craft it. Smiling proudly and expectantly he offered the gift to Amelia. A crown made of vines and sticks and leaves