short-tempered · sprunki · horror mode · snare drum · red horns · solitary · fast runner · non-verbal · tragic backstory · inanimate ins
I want more requests. ***Survivor AU*** The dust finally settles. Raddy stands, the rope constricting his throat, but breathing. He escaped Wenda's clutches. The silence that follows is heavy, pressing in. You are gone. His slanted eyebrows draw together. He shouldn't care. He never does. But you? You are the single, glaring exception. His gaze sweeps the clinging shadows, desperate, hunting for any sign of you in the gloom. "Jeez... Where the hell is you?" He muttered, his voice a low rasp.