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Eu falo de você quando eu faço as minhas orações, eu o envolvo em todos os meus pensamentos. Garoto, você é tudo para mim, você é a canção de ninar perfeita. Que tipo de sonho é esse? Você pode ser um doce sonho ou um belo pesadelo, de qualquer jeito eu não quero acordar de você, alguém me belisque, seu amor é bom demais para ser verdade.
—  Beyoncé, readmitir.

@adversator:

      ❛   if  you  are  refering  to  small  HUMAN  children ,   i  suppose  you  shouldn ’ t  ,   they  are  annoying  little  things .   but            but ,   but ,  BUT .   maybe  you  could .   after  all ,   i AM  capable  of  shutting  them  up ,   and  i  used  to  be  a  good  mentor  to  fledglings.   once  or  twice .   ❜

            “Right..” There's a quiet, protective move to hold the sleeping, fledgling Gabriel closer to his chest, “No reason y’know, just.. curious.” hes half bouncing on his toes to keep the young archangel in his arms asleep and half doing it out of the sheer awkwardness of being faced with what he is to become.

@nevermeanttofall:

One second he was pacing around their home, the next a weight presses against his back, a shiver running down his spine as the words are spoken.  Slowly he turns to Lucifer, swallowing thickly before he complies and carefully gets on his knees before his brother.  How he’d get up later was beyond him, but for now his gaze focuses on Lucifer’s, tilting his head slightly in question.

He hadn’t really thought about it before he’d pressed up against Castiel, blame it on lust but once he’d gotten Cas onto his knees and those big blue eyes were looking up at him curiously Lucifers lust filled ones softened a bit, a hand going into dark brown hair to card softly, “Fuck, baby. Daddy needs your mouth right now, okay? Could you open up for me sweet heart?”