I thought it would be fun (well, for me, mostly) to make a collage of photos that embody #Catstat to me: trying to get in Louis' room, staring at Louis, playacting dramatically, being loud, jumping from high places, & loving snuggles. Blond, super fluffy, adorable, & clingy.
lestat was happy to die in louis’ arms, his saint, the one he loved most in the world. he allowed himself to be killed & his parting words were a love confession. he was dying but still trying to comfort & ease louis so that he wouldn’t be burdened with the guilt of killing him.
I love cats. They lost the ability to taste sugar 10 million years ago, but they can taste ATP, which leaks slowly from dying cells. Cats can taste how dead something is.