#bb eden

[mxrie-sims]

practicing with editing on makeup smh

ty for my model @avalanchesims

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[heavnofhell]

"Pops, if you had only heard the shit they said about you! I doubt you would have let it slide, so I was not about to--!"

“Eden.” Lucifer’s calm voice broke through the boy’s rushed words, his first instinct to look his son over for any signs of injury. He was prone this type of behavior from time to time, and it wasn’t exactly surprising, considering how passionate both of his fathers tended to be. He had a “give ‘em Hell attitude,” as Sam would say, and while it seemed to worry the man relentlessly, Lucifer knew he felt the same spark of pride that the Archangel experienced every time Eden defended his parents so boldly. 

But this situation was not to be immediately met with amusement and encouragement. At very least, not until Lucifer knew what the extent of the damage was. From a precursory examination, it seemed that their son was just fine, but it could be that the repercussions of his actions had yet to be thwarted. 

“Start from the beginning. Has someone been provoking you?” 

[heavnofhell]

"Is it my turn?" Sam asked sleepily as the baby monitor came to life, the sound of their son making noises in his crib. Just a little past two in the morning, but that was alright, babies didn't tend to sleep throughout the night until they were toddlers.

Lucifer turned his head subtly toward the small device on the bedside table, his fingers brushing lightly through the thick hair atop Sam’s head. The question brought a small smile to his lips - the human had insisted on “taking turns,” despite the fact that Lucifer didn’t need the rest as Sam did. But the Archangel had his suspicions that it had less to do with fairness, and more to do with the man’s attachment to their son. 

“I suppose it is.” He looked down at Sam’s sleepy face, leaning closer and pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head. “Would you like me to go?”