#Radio Apocalypse

[so-many-ocs]

yo!

i don't make dedicated posts about my own work on here a ton, however comma!

RADIO APOCALYPSE is FREE in ebook format from october 16 (tomorrow) until october 20th (friday)!!!

my birthday is coming up, and For My Birthday, i would like it very much if more people got to read my writing!

so, if you like:

post-apocalyptic science fiction

cosmic/eldritch horror

radios

lesbians (plural)

eye motifs

audio dramas of Most Kinds

cool book covers (in my unbiased opinion)

crushing existential loneliness. the fundamental, ever-lurking, and unchanging sense of isolation at the pit of your being; the feeling that, no matter what, you will never be closer to those around you, and you can laugh about it, and you can reach out, but the silence is impenetrable. it will outlast you in every way that matters

knitting!

here's how to get RADIO APOCALYPSE for free!!

go to the amazon site for your location

search "radio apocalypse kayleigh gallagher" or something to that effect

go to "ebook"

DO NOT: do not select "read now for free." that will take you to the page for kindle unlimited, which you have to Pay For

instead select the option that says something along the lines of "buy now for $0"

enjoy your free book!

[grlbutnotwood]

Books I read in July and holy fucking fuck were bangers

"Radio Apocalipse" by Kayleigh Gallagher 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕

Does it deserve this rating? I don't know, but I do know that reading this book made me feel like I'm soothingly stroking hair of my teenage self and at the same time for the most part I needed to take a walk outside to make sure that the world did not actually end. And the author wrote this as a teenager? Have my firstborn child.

"All systems red" by Martha Wells 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕

Have I ever thought that I would see a character that calls itself "murderbot" and think "BABY!"? Yes. There is no motherly bone in my body but be not fooled. Everyone will be babyfied. No one is safe. Lock your favorites away because I will find them and I will spoon-feed them soup. Also, the found family slapped me upside the head in this one and I'm a step away from writing silly little coffee shop AUs. Stay tuned for other books in the series ig

"Educated" by Tara Westover 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕

It's been a while since a book made me fear my own mortality and vulnerability to the influence of the people around me, thank you Tara Westover.

[anneapocalypse]

Mr. Apocalypse: So that weasel minion you got in Hell's Lid. I need it. Me: Sure I'll help you get it. Mr. A: I need it for my dancer minion. Me: Okay. Mr. A: For the weasel war dance. Me: The what now? Mr. A: Let me show you a video.

[mercurysgarden]

radio apocalypse :: 8/1/2024 – 5/5/2024 📻

radio apocalypse by kayleigh gallagher. it's a wlw post-apocalyptic book that i started earlier this year. i got into a book slump quickly after i started it, but finished it over the last couple of days! i don't remember much from the beginning, but here are some of my thoughts :)

fav quote in the whole book is this one:

❝ her words are like poetry— she is like poetry. ❝

like, that is so beautiful. it's my only annotation in the book haha!! now, i'm not a big annotator but that sentence was worth bookmarking :)

some spoilers ahead down here ♡

lota/lauren and rachel were such a lovely couple, though in my eyes the romance was a little rushed. after i reached the 75% mark i thought, hey, where's the romance??? but it ended up happening. i would've loved to read a sequel to the book, where lauren and rachel explore the world together.

my favorite thing were the monsters, the way the author described them was so eerie and i love it!! jeremy seems like such a silly guy, though my reaction would probably be similar to rachels!

i ended up giving it a 3,25 star rating! :)

thanks for reading, have a good day!

with love, kat

[books-to-add-to-your-tbr]

Title: Radio Apocalypse

Author: Kayleigh Gallagher

Series or standalone: standalone

Publication year: 2022

Genres: fiction, science fiction, LGBT+, romance, dystopia, horror, fantasy

Blurb: It’s been nearly seven thousand days since the world ended - seven thousand days of devastation, seven thousand days of shifting wastelands and dangerous creatures, seven thousand days of a vicious fight for survival. Humanity has long gone silent...except for two voices. Lota’s broadcast has served as the sole beacon in this time of darkness for years now, and she reports on everything from daily events to her own deepest fears in the hopes of connecting with another person...but these hopes begin to dwindle as time goes on, and it becomes increasingly evident that solitary survival under these conditions is unlikely at best. Rachel, meanwhile, lives on her own in the empty shell of her family’s former home and place of work, a laboratory across the ocean, doing anything she can to get by...but when a mysterious disease ravages Rachel’s crops and the ghosts of her past come back to haunt her, it becomes increasingly evident that she needs to leave. She has nowhere to go, however...until one night, the impossible happens: she uncovers Lota’s broadcast. It becomes a race for them to beat the odds - to cross an ocean and hundreds of miles of radioactive land, outrun superhuman mutations and monsters of every kind, not to mention braving the elements...and for two of the last people on Earth to find each other.

[puppyeared]

littlest furth shop

@laikascomet

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads // twitter thread    

Radio Apocalypse

post apocalyptic YA about two girls surviving alone after the world ended, who manage to communicate and find each other via radio

slow paced, weird gore angels, lesbians

[hghrules]

Casting Call for an Audio Drama!

I'm doing a casting call for my audio drama, Apocalypse Radio.

Apocalypse Radio is a short episodic audio drama about a person running a radio station in the zombie apocalypse while they wait for the military to evacuate them to the moon. The station runner (Mason) helps a caller (Will) to navigate to the nearest survivor camp before the evacuation happens, falling in love along the way.

Feel free to check out the information page and submit an audition if you're interested! The deadline is September 1st, 2024.

[mimi-saurio]

Manifesting Jonathan and Will running the radio station next season 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

[sipsteainanxiety]

waaaa no bc 🥺🥺 it’d been two years since the apocalypse started and society went to shit. you’d been on your own, for the most part, forced to keep moving from place to place as you looked for someone—anyone—who was still alive. you’d lost a lot, you’d gained little, but you were still kicking and breathing. that had to count for something, right?

you thought you’d seen everything, thought you’d become an expert on how to avoid and kill clickers, stalkers, and bloaters alike. but what you hadn’t accounted for were, well, people. who could blame you, though? you’d been by yourself for years.

one moment you were tentatively picking your way to a strange, high-tech fence, the next you were tumbling into a hole feet first. you landed clumsily—your ankle made an odd cracking sound—and you had to bite back a shout as you crumpled to the ground. winded.

how were you supposed to know there were traps in the area? sure you probably could have been more perceptive, but you were caught off guard. and now you were stuck in a hole that was too deep to pull yourself out of with your injured ankle and too steep to climb. you resigned yourself to sitting on the ground with your pistol gripped tightly in your hand. your eyes never once left the opening of the hole.

surely whoever dug this hole—made this trap—would still be around, right? you swallowed thickly.

you were lucky that he was.

katsuki, when he found you hours later, was a surprise you hadn't been expecting. you heard his steps before you saw him peek into your little hole. you didn’t think he expected to see the barrel of a gun pointing up at him, but then again, neither did you. he was the first person you’d seen in ages—you lowered your gun first. he glared down at you with ruby eyes that seemingly seared right through your soul.

it took a lot of convincing on your part, assuring him that you weren't infected. he didn't believe you, of course he didn't, and he was more than willing to leave you in the hole to die if you were lying. but... he hadn't seen another person in so long... his resolve wavered. he brought over a ladder to get you out and before you could even step foot out of the hole, he scanned you. green. you were safe. still, he didn't let his guard down.

he took you to his home base—a heavily fortified area beyond that same high-tech fence you'd seen. there was no infected in sight. now that your adrenaline had faded away, you could feel the shooting pain in your ankle. you sheepishly asked him if he had a medkit as you awkwardly limped behind him. he... wasn't much for conversation.

katsuki gave you clothes, let you shower. he dropped off a large medkit in the bedroom he'd let you have so you could wrap up your ankle. he had running water, working lights. he had a garden and a little farm. and he was alone.

you could tell he'd had his fair share of loss as well. it lingered in the air, potent at times. but still, he'd made something peaceful in these exhausting, terrifying times. a little safe haven that he dedicated hours and hours to cultivating and protecting. you respected that.

your ankle worsened overnight, became swollen and painful to stand on. so he let you stay, albeit begrudgingly. sending you back out into the wilderness would be a death sentence and he knew that. but you had to pull your weight—as much as you could, anyways. you didn't mind. you had your skills you'd developed over the years.

days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months. he didn't bother to kick you out, even after your ankle had fully healed. he'd grown used to you, and you to him. you helped him with his chores. you had dinner with him every evening. you woke up with him in the morning to go on little jogs around the fence perimeter. you shared quiet laughs and grim acknowledgements. you had your highs, and you had your lows.

it was only inevitable, you think, that you'd both become so tightly intertwined together that it was difficult for you to be separated.

katsuki kissed you, one night, after the sun had set and you both stood out on his house's porch, staring out into the darkness. fireflies dotted the air. the wind's cool caress along your face was replaced by his warm palm. he kissed you like you were the only thing that mattered—like you were the only thing tethering him to the earth. he told you, in a hushed voice, that he had something to protect, now, with you by his side. he had never known fear until you squirmed your way into his heart.

things changed, that night, for the better. your life—once so tainted by fear and blood—had turned into something so much sweeter in a way you didn't think was possible. you had him and he had you.

and together you would both love each other. for a long, long time.

[itsdefinitely]

skittering into here ....

may i ask for some archivist!sasha and desolation!tim timsasha .... .. .

please look at me

[so-many-ocs]

what does one even do to celebrate pride month 19 years after the world ended

radio apocalypse

[krisdrawshazbinhotel]

My new AU called Silent Rule. In this Au, events of the show didn't happen. Instead, hell becomes apocalyptic with mutants/zombies that are infected sinners/ hellborns (I will explain infection and mutants/zombies in a different post).

I named it Silent rule because those mutants/ zombies can feel magic, so no one can use them, unless they want to be attacked by a horde of mutants/ zombies. Some types of mutants/zombies also have a very good hearing (They are able to hear even whispering or the rustling of leaves from far away, for example). That is why everyone has to be silent. It's a rule of silence for surviving...

[apocalypse-dog]

Hey there, travelers,

That summer sun is finally beginning to fade, with it bringing a fresh breeze and with it comes a feeling of change.

I've always been a believer that there is always room for change. At any given point in your life, you can choose to do what you like. That's the beauty of free will. In honor of that change, I've picked up a new hobby, and I've made a new friend. There isn't much I know of her yet, but I'm thinking that we're getting along swell.

Maybe one day we'll have a call with her and I'll introduce her to you all. Until then, let's keep striving for good change.

And now, a little music.

This is, Tomorrow Comes Today by Gorillaz!

[leclercskiesahead]

Backwards cap!! And him carefully signing everyone’s stuff

[hellaverseapocalypse]

Apocalypse AU Alastor

This is the second addition to the collab I have going with @mystoriesmylives for the Hazbin Hotel Apocalypse AU we are building together This is the first of many evocative pieces inspired by the colorful cast of Helluva Boss.

ID: This is a grayscale lightly shaded sketch of Alastor dressed better prepared for endurance and combat as he would experience more instances of violence in this post-apocalyptic setting. Without his coat, he opts for a more casual look with rolled up sleeves and garters, protective leather gloves over his hands and strikingly vibrant holsters for his blades that accent his eye-catching color scheme. Of course, with the presence of a more continuous flow of his voodoo inspired magic, his form is decorated with phantom stitches keeping his corpse-like stature intact and upright. Tap for higher quality. 👆

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