#skeleton son

Rook: who was it?

Manfred: that old lady, mom

Rook: That's the old hag who called you bony brat?

Manfred: Yes! 🥺

Rook: I'm going to kick her ass

Emmrich: darling, remember that things are not solved with violence.

So, Emmerich Volkarin.

Alfred+Gomez+Doctor Frankenstein=✨husband✨

I get it. Totally get it.

One thing though? Saw a tweet after running around his room a little confused, wondering where this man sleeps and you know what? I think this diva sleeps on his autopsy table. It might be stone, but he probably cleans it off, rolls out a futon, crosses his hands over his chest, like a vampire in a Victorian night shirt and long cap, and just nods right off into adorably morbid dreams.

Pookie is absolutely about the ✨goth vibes✨