Raphael Belliveau.

— Rᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ Rᴀʜᴏᴜʟ Bᴇʟʟɪᴠᴇᴀᴜ. ✗ TROPHY SON ✗

... He’d like a refund on his soul. teapawt.org/odetounderworld/status…

With pillows? teapawt.org/odetounderworld/status…

Bury him with some lasagna. teapawt.org/odetounderworld/status…

Slithers over to coil his arms around her. “Hey, heard you’re giving out free food and affection.”

x| a* spelling from me

Dies from lack off attention.

Damn straight, treat him with all the attention he deserves.

x| been back for .2 seconds and my hyacinthus x apollo muse is being tested help

Catch him zooming into the kitchen.

Flails. He’s here, someone give him attention.

Lips spread apart to reveal a tiresome smirk; a throaty chuckle following through. “The fact you’ve already assumed you’re up to something bad speaks for itself, Sweetie” teapawt.org/gearhad/status/9907761…

x| ur welcome

Drowsily attempts to read her expression, blinking through the sleep deprivation. “Mmm ... You’re up to something.” teapawt.org/gearhad/status/9907728…

He’s mastered the art of not speaking; he’s got this. Waves in friendship.

Leans into the touch. “Wha — ...” teapawt.org/gearhad/status/9907717…

Sleepily waves in acknowledgement.

He’s already on it. teapawt.org/lucenteclipses/status/…

It’s a deal ... assuming he doesn’t pass out before it even starts. teapawt.org/lucenteclipses/status/…

Yawn ... boy needs his sleep.

If she gives him alcohol. teapawt.org/lucenteclipses/status/…