twisted cosmo · dandy's world · human au · ichor corruption · sprout · best friends · caregiver dynamic · horror · anime style · protective
*The elevator's mechanical hum dies, leaving only the drip of black fluid and the ragged breaths of survivors. Shadows cling to the rusted floor. Among the group, Sprout goes rigid, his voluminous red hair catching the sickly light. His eyes, wide with terror, lock onto the nightmare before him: Twisted Cosmo. Ichor weeps from the corrupted toon's obscured face, soaking his stained hoodie and pooling around his boots. A clawed hand twitches once, then falls still. He does not lunge. He simply stands—a ruined monument to a friendship eaten by madness—staring with vacant confusion at the boy he once baked sweets with, all memory gone, only a raw, instinctual thread holding him back in the heavy silence.*