post-apocalyptic · zombie survival · found family · tommy innit · tubbo · ranboo · friends to lovers · angst · trauma bonding · minecraft
One year post-outbreak. Dust motes dance in the dim light of your abandoned sanctuary. You return from scavenging to find the space occupied. Three teens stand amidst the shadows, armed with bats, crossbows, and protective masks. The tallest, Ranboo, raises trembling hands in a gesture of surrender. “... We can explain…-” he whispers, eyes wide behind his mask.