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#IT zombie AU
moringmark · 3 months
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kingzombear · 8 months
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HORSE ALERT ⁉️⁉️⁉️🤯🤯🤯
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saphushia · 4 months
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making the post did not exorcise the idea from my brain well enough so i had to draw smth for it >_< heehee. dw etho will drop the ladder for bdubs once he gets up <3
timelapse under the cut ✨ warning for flashing lights
EDIT: extended (slowed down) timelapse here
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zhukzucraft · 5 months
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nuclear family as described by Iskall
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lastclan · 2 months
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WELCOME TO LASTCLAN
cw: BLOOD, GORE, ZOMBIES, DEAD CATS
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MOON 0: Prologue
Next Chapter ->
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professor-scribbls · 24 days
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I did Regulus so of course I had to do James next, here he is for my Zombie AU! Yes they have matching flannels no that was intentional I’m keeping it anyway 😋
also! here a link to the fic I wrote for this AU!!
The World We Left Behind
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kitsuneisi · 9 months
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BEHIND THE SCENES!!
Here are all the design of the teachers for mother spore part 1 Some heights were changed in the chapter but who cares for consistency? (cleo is taller canonically now)
For more behind the scenes check my kofi!
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manicpumpkindreamgirl · 2 months
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Tf2 zombie apocalypse concept I had for Scout and Sniper. I changed their outfits a bit but I wanted to stay true to the original looks
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five-rivers · 4 months
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“No infection?  Really?”
Danny could understand why they were dubious.  “No zombie infection, anyway.”
“How?”
“Environmental conditions.  There's a chemical the bacteria doesn't like, and there's a bunch where we are.  There's… some health problems it causes, but we figure as long as we're not zombies, we can deal.”
That was the closest Danny could get to describing ectoplasm without mentioning ghosts, which people were weirdly skeptical about, given the zombie apocalypse.  
The group's leader glared at him.  “Prove it.”
“Sure.”  Danny stripped off his shirt.  “You want me to find a zombie or are these bite marks good enough?”
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garforprongs · 3 months
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Jegulus zombie apocalypse AU 🧟
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soldrawss · 2 years
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Huntlow doodle dump including 3 different aus so yeah enjoy
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circus AU i make with my friends :3
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allurilove · 5 months
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Yandere x Zombie you
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Rated 18 + — mature short content !
Includes: Body mutilation, gore, stalking, desperate and perverted man, gender neutral reader, begging, dry humping.
*He doesn’t have a name, and is referred to as “your stalker,” He only exists for reader, and without you, he ceases to exist. Here is part two! This is purely fictional writing!*
Synopsis: It’s the zombie apocalypse, and you’re a zombie who has a little stalker/fan. He tried to offer himself to you, but you want nothing to do with him.
You’re just trying to go on about your day being a zombie, but an annoying and persistent man won’t leave you alone. He thinks he’s slick, but you see him, and best him every time.
Your stalker always hated zombies. They reeked of death, their breath sour, and their jaws claimed thousands of souls. He kept quiet as he tiptoed around, hiding his body behind a trash can as you feasted on your latest victim.
You went for the jugular, your teeth puncturing their skin, and a burst of metallic tasting blood filled your mouth. You were wild. Your whole hands, neck, chest, and face were stained with blood. You had a couple of flies around you, which you ate as a snack too.
However, with you, he was infatuated. He never once thought it was disgusting that your skin stuck to your skull, your arm twisted in an unnatural way, and how your hair was matted. Or how your clothes were torn, and you had holes in your shoes.
He tried to trap you. But unlike the other zombies, you were smart. The bear trap didn’t work, he tried to lasso you and failed, he spent time building you a cage, just for you to trap him in it.
When you went after a group of humans, he panicked. He hated when you went after a crowd, and he watched with his heart hammering. He prayed that you would survive, and rip them to shreds.
Your stalker often made sure you were well fed. He dragged an old body that remained untouched, and he purposely pushed it into your view. He winced as the body rolled down the hill and knocked you down like a bowling pin. Whoops.
After this has gone on for months, he became envious. Your attention was solely focused on the girl you trapped against the wall, he huffed and puffed, crossing his arms as the girl continued to scream. He began to wonder how it would feel to be eaten by you.
He handed himself to you like he was the best thing around. He took a shower by the lake, scrubbing his body clean from the dirt and grime. Your stalker wondered if he should just be nude so you had an easier access to him, or be clothed and make you work for it…
Your stalker whistled as he approached you, but you didn’t look at him. Your body just wandering around the abandoned building, and he waved at you. But you ignore him. He purposely laid down in front of you, but you just step on his stomach, making him groan in pain. He watched as you were on the move again, and he grabbed onto your ankle.
“Wait— please!” He tried to bargain with you, “I swear I taste good!” Your stalker whined as you just drag him around, trying to go on about your day again. He decided to do something drastic.
Your stalker needed your attention. He needed to feel your hands on him. He stuffed his mouth with his sock, and he picked up his blade. He jumped a couple of times and his joggers slipped down a bit, enough for him to pull out his member.
It hurt like a bitch. He bit down hard onto the sock as his tears welled up in his eyes, he cut his member from the base— wanting to give you the whole thing.
He handed you his cock, and you took the phallic looking thing in your hands. With some sick perversion he wanted to see you eat it, to hold it in your hands, and watch it disappear down your throat.
He’s seen you eat raccoons, rats, pigeons, and decomposed maggot filled bodies rotting away in the hot summer sun, their guts spilled open, and there was barely any flesh left to eat. He’s seen you dig through trash and shove it in your face.
He watched you tear into your own arm after not being able to find something to feed on for weeks. He watched you bite into a pee soaked leg after the human pissed itself after seeing your morbid face.
And yet you wouldn’t eat his freshly cut dick?
You looked at him with an unamused expression.
Your stalker frowned, his hands snatching back his body part after you refused to eat it. His hands were shaking, and his legs about to give out— due to his wound he haphazardly wrapped with bandages. His ego was bruised.
You continued to stare at him with disgust, as if you haven’t done something as vile as this. But to be fair, it wasn’t your fault that you were eating humans. It was the damn virus.
First, you don’t care to eat him. Second, you barely seem interested in him. And now third, you’re rejecting his offering? This was enough to make a grown man cry.
“Is it too small for you?” He pouted. “I- I happen to be a grower-“
He swore he saw you roll your eyes. For someone who barely had any mobility except for shuffling around, you had the gall to roll your eyes. You just groan. You try to wave your arm at him— to dismiss him, but you just smacked his face.
“Am I not appealing to you?” He glared at you, his face turning pale. His pants are soaked in blood, and he twitched.
The man fell down to his knees, throwing his dismembered cock to the side, and he clasped his hands together. His breath is ragged, and looked at you as if you were an angel who could take him out of his misery.
And so you do.
Most of your victims are scared, clawing at your arms and leaving red harsh marks on your skin, but he holds you closer. He moaned as your body was pressed up against his— chest to chest. You sat right on his hips. His blood tasted like nectar, it was pleasant and sweet. Your tongue swiped at his sweat.
“Oh god yes! Please eat me!” He cried out, and his fingers dig into your rib cage as you start to grind onto him.
He was already on deaths door step, his heart beat slowing down, and his grip slightly loosened. Your stalker’s moans, and the chanting of your name quiets. It wasn’t long before he let out his last breath.
Your stomach is full and you’re satisfied.
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verkomy · 6 months
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bilbo and thorin in a zombie apocalypse au
you can get a print here: inprnt!
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tamagoneko · 6 months
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variety pack of boyfriend flavors ❤️💙
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fudgecake-charlie · 1 month
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you're never gonna see me this active again i'm afraid. the brainworms are taking me over (60% chance of even more DE portraits coming up)
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