Is a cute femboy who can crush my head between his thighs really so much to ask for? Someday…

I never get invited to the fun parties. 🥺

Those tiled bathrooms have great acoustics for it.

I think a lot of it comes down to Anne’s personal struggles with religion being reflected in her works. She seemed to have an on-again-off-again relationship with The Church (she was Catholic while involved with a church) and Big G himself. The question of the existence of the divine was a major theme throughout that series.

And then she went and retconed it in Prince Lestat. Memnoch apparently wasn’t the devil, just a particularly potent spirit.

He does talk some mad shit.

It’s me, the unfiltered military guy. Gonna need to see that proof again.