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unconquered-lives:
I ACTUALLY WANT PEOPLE TO SUB,MIT THESE TO ME
hint: you can anonymously submit something by logging out of tumblr
i have had one person submit this to me
because that’s what friends are fucking for
be-polite:
gotta catch ‘em all
((And then there is this on my dash…
wemustallwaitandhope:
thebamfblueelf2:
wemustallwaitandhope:
He smiled and took the apron, putting it on and tying it.
“Merci, ma elfe,” He said, smiling at him again. “Frosting? Just tell me what you wish me to do, love, I am yours to command. I am quite useless with all this by myself, but as long as you direct me, I believe I shall do fine.”
He pushed his sleeves up further, setting his hands on the counter, waiting for a command.
He smiled softly not letting his ind settle on any one thing for long for good reason. It kept his smile more genuine and a bounce in his step. Putting everything in a mixer he handed Edmond a spare beater. “Just whip it up till it is all mixed together and fluffy.” He could do that right work a hand mixer with out doing anything to dangerous. The man couldn’t be that bad in the kitchen.
Kneading at the bread tail flicking with the pom pom on it he seemed to know what he was doing as no blue fur got in any of what he was baking.
The Count hummed softly as he started mixing the ingredients together. He tried to concentrate on it, but found himself distracted by Kurt. He really had missed the elf dearly, the way he would walk about, his smile, his lips on the Count’s, his warmth in his bed. His heart gave a lurch as he watched him and he smiled.
“It smells delicious in here, I am surprised no one else has come to snatch some of the treats yet,” He said.
Tail darted out curling around Edmond’s waist and grabbing at a bowl to near where he was. Spade flicked it and Kurt caught it with out even looking only to plop the bread in it and cover it with a damp tea towel. Though what he man said had him chuckling he looked up at him. “Who says they want them? Some are mein prank ones others apology for the next day.” Flashing fangs in a bright charming grin he went to lean against the counter some as he started getting he piping tools ready so he could take care of the icing of the cupcakes.
I will be married for a week to the first person in my askbox who says “Honey, I’m home”
priest-of-hell started following thebamfblueelf2
“You found me! And here I thought all mein teleporting about would confuse you.”
Easter with the Family//Azazeal
demons-do-exist:
thebamfblueelf:
demons-do-exist:
Standing from where he had been cooing at Al in German he was going to kiss the man on the cheek warmly and nuzzle at his neck ignoring the tone in which he said that. “Ja, I even dressed our little leibeling up for it.” Pulling him from the sling of sorts on his chest he cradled him in his arms and adjusted his little tie giggling at it before looking up at Azazeal. “Too him to church with me and he only got fussy once during the sermon.” Tail flicked a bit before going out to coil around Azazeal’s leg spade resting on his hip. He was so worried that he man would leave him before he didn’t know what to say beyond his normal retorts to things.
But this was Easter and everything would be better. A hand went up to slick some hair back only to stop and flush at the bunny ears on his head. He had them left from helping run the Easter events at the church and just shrugged some, leaving them there. “I thought perhaps you would like to color eggs with Al and I…Granted he wont have a clue but I thought…some pictures perhaps.” Smiling warm as ever he shrugged.
//Azazeal stared, obviously amused, at the bunny ears protruding from his husband’s head. Smiling all the more, though in a slightly mocking way, he leaned forward to peck a kiss to his cheek. He gave a light nod of his head at the question, figuring it would do them good for him to at least participate in the things Kurt had planned.//
Yeah, I think I will.
//He purred, taking a chance and pecking Kurt’s lips. Things felt a bit shaky, and to him, tiptoeing around Kurt for the time being seemed the best idea. He glanced at the table and then to the oven, taking in the entirety of the kitchen before stepping further in, planting him in a chair at the table with his legs crossed.//
Tail twitched he couldn’t get a grip on Azazeal’s mood. Was he happy about it all or just annoyed as it seemed to be his constant state. Not letting his apprehension show he was going to stand behind him lips meeting his temple as he nuzzled at his hair. “Was do you want to eat?” Shifting Al in his arms he was stuffing he infant back in his sling so he could work about the kitchen. Hands grabbed first up at him then over at Azazeal cooing as his tail fwiped before promptly being grabbed and stuffed in his mouth.
Kurt did wonder how long it would take his son to realize all he could do with the spindly little tail but at the moment he was happy not having him bamf around the house in a mess of smoke.
wemustallwaitandhope:
thebamfblueelf2:
wemustallwaitandhope:
The Count followed after Kurt, giving a whistle at all the baked goods filling the kitchen. “You’ve been busy, haven’t you?” He asked, smiling. He slyly patted his jacket pocket, making sure the little box that he’d put there was still there. Satisfied that it was, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. He rolled up his sleeves and moved over next to Kurt.
“I missed you,” He said, leaning over to place another sweet kiss to his cheek. He went to the sink and started washing his hands. “Do you have a spare apron and a hair tie? What do you need help with?” He asked, his smile wide.
Tail flicked as he laughed at that white pom pom where the spade should be. “Ja since I got back from Easter mass and running the egg hunt.” He pointed to his bunny ears he just hadn’t felt like taking off at all. Turning to look at him he was humming at the kiss having missed that far more then he wanted to admit to but stayed silent at the offer of help.
Nodding he was gone in a bamf and back again in no time moving up behind him to tie the hair out of his face with what he used when his hair was longer. “There you are Edmond, better?” He was shifting away tail flicking out to go get another apron and offer it to him though it was just a crisp white one. “I was making bread while the cupcakes baked and still need to do the frosting.
He smiled and took the apron, putting it on and tying it.
“Merci, ma elfe,” He said, smiling at him again. “Frosting? Just tell me what you wish me to do, love, I am yours to command. I am quite useless with all this by myself, but as long as you direct me, I believe I shall do fine.”
He pushed his sleeves up further, setting his hands on the counter, waiting for a command.
He smiled softly not letting his ind settle on any one thing for long for good reason. It kept his smile more genuine and a bounce in his step. Putting everything in a mixer he handed Edmond a spare beater. “Just whip it up till it is all mixed together and fluffy.” He could do that right work a hand mixer with out doing anything to dangerous. The man couldn’t be that bad in the kitchen.
Kneading at the bread tail flicking with the pom pom on it he seemed to know what he was doing as no blue fur got in any of what he was baking.
iamdeathoftheendless:
The Fuzzy Blue Elf: iamdeathoftheendless: “Mm” she took another bite of the muffin, the…
iamdeathoftheendless:
“Mm” she took another bite of the muffin, the crumbs falling on her pink Tutued skirt. “Same with my siblings.” She giggled before swallowing. “So…um..I like that you are blue. I’m am only white…my sister despair was once red” she said innocently, dangling her feet…
She giggled as he picked her up and placed her on his lap. “..a father…” She giggled as his spade poked her nose “…um um but what if I wanted a tail?”
“Well fraulein unless you want a cute little paper one pined to the back of your dress I am afraid I can not help you.” Pecking a kiss to her cheek she chuckled warmly.
wemustallwaitandhope:
thebamfblueelf:
wemustallwaitandhope said: The Count smiled at Kurt, though he noticed the other didn’t use his name. He’d become used to that. He kissed Kurt’s cheek as he handed him the basket. “Is it really so much of a surprise, love? It is Easter, after all.”
“Ja I did not expect you to come by.” Moving to the kitchen he was of course expecting the other to come in and join him chuckling lightly as he went tail flicking with a bright white pom pom on it. “Though danke, I am glad you came it is good to see you.”
The Count followed after Kurt, giving a whistle at all the baked goods filling the kitchen. “You’ve been busy, haven’t you?” He asked, smiling. He slyly patted his jacket pocket, making sure the little box that he’d put there was still there. Satisfied that it was, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. He rolled up his sleeves and moved over next to Kurt.
“I missed you,” He said, leaning over to place another sweet kiss to his cheek. He went to the sink and started washing his hands. “Do you have a spare apron and a hair tie? What do you need help with?” He asked, his smile wide.
Tail flicked as he laughed at that white pom pom where the spade should be. “Ja since I got back from Easter mass and running the egg hunt.” He pointed to his bunny ears he just hadn’t felt like taking off at all. Turning to look at him he was humming at the kiss having missed that far more then he wanted to admit to but stayed silent at the offer of help.
Nodding he was gone in a bamf and back again in no time moving up behind him to tie the hair out of his face with what he used when his hair was longer. “There you are Edmond, better?” He was shifting away tail flicking out to go get another apron and offer it to him though it was just a crisp white one. “I was making bread while the cupcakes baked and still need to do the frosting.
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