#marauders zombie apocolypse au

[professor-scribbls]

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 not intentional I’m keeping it anyway 😋

also! here a link to the fic I wrote for this AU!!

The World We Left Behind

[ellecdc]

Ok ok may i request a pt 3 to the zombies au where reader is trying to figure out how they fit in the dynamic with the boys. Maybe like halfway through they set traps or something around that the boys don’t know how to do, and the boys see. Also I feel like this would take place kinda shortly after pt 2, so the boys (esp Sirius) would be super protective when reader tries to walk around.

thanks for your request! I think this is the perfect prompt for the next part of this series <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader who set up camp for the night [1.3k words]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

CW: zombie apocalypse happening in the background, reader is slightly shy in this, chronic pain, slight angst? but not much

“I think we should stop here for the night.” James declared rather ruefully, wincing after Remus tripped for the third time over the past few minutes.

“No, we’re nearly there.” Remus practically barked; pain and exhaustion intermingling in his tone as he tried to shoulder past James.

“You’re sore, Remus.” James tried.

“I’m fine.”

“Well I’m not.” You declared with a huff, shucking your rucksack off and letting it fall to the ground decisively with a thud. “I want to stop for the night.”

Sirius tried to ignore the protective fire roaring inside of him as he moved his gaze from Remus’ sore leg to take in your form.

He’d been more than a tad reluctant to have you join them on this excursion, but after what took place the last time they’d gone without you, well, there would be no arguing with you (and, Sirius had to admit, rather reluctantly, that he felt better when he was able to keep his eyes on all three of you). 

So, while Sirius was already accustomed to keeping a close eye on Remus to see when his knee or hip started acting up, he’d been keeping an equally close eye on you. 

He had noticed you'd been quiet today -  he wasn’t sure if you were just trying to be particularly agreeable so that they wouldn’t fuss over you (or leave you behind again), or if you really were content - but as he took a quick inventory of you, he couldn't seem to find anything wrong with you.

But it was the way you looked up quickly to make eye contact with him that let him know you were doing this for Remus’ sake.

“Yeah, I’m beat.” Sirius agreed, playing along as he pulled off his own rucksack and sat on a log.

“I know what you’re doing.” Remus spat at Sirius, though it was you who let out a long sigh in response. 

“All we’re doing is taking a break, Rem.” You murmured patiently as you dug through your bag, and most of the ire that Remus had been directing at Sirius melted away when he turned his gaze to you. 

Sirius wasn’t sure if his capitulation was at your use of his nickname, your soft, calming tone, or just because he didn’t really know you well enough to take an attitude with you the way he did with James and Sirius.

But what really struck Sirius was the fact that he didn’t feel at all bothered by the fact that Remus was willing to argue with him and not with you. He found he couldn’t blame Remus, really; you were difficult to be mad at.

Sirius never had a difficult time being mad at anyone, though, hence his temper with you last time. 

“I’ll run back to the river and collect some water, okay?” James offered then, clearly speaking to Remus though the stubborn sod wouldn’t look at him. 

“Thanks, James.” You agreed when it became clear Remus wouldn’t.

James shot you a grateful smile and Sirius a pointed look - keep an eye on them - before heading back in the direction of the nearest stream. 

“Where do you think we should sleep, Moons?” 

“Doesn’t matter.” He grumbled petulantly as he sat down directly on the ground and stretched his leg out.

You and Sirius shared a look before you picked up your bag and moved to sit a few meters away to give them some privacy. 

“Don’t be grumpy with me.” Sirius whispered, sitting beside Remus and nudging him gently with his elbow.

“I’m not grumpy, Sirius, I-” Though Remus cut himself off when he realized he was really only serving to prove his point. 

“Listen, we take care of each other, okay? James always packs the heaviest stuff into his rucksack. You never let either of us clear the room first. And we make sure you take breaks when you need it. Yeah?” 

Remus let out a long sigh and craned his neck until it cracked as he kept his eyes trained on you. You’d pulled out a spade and a rod that seemed to snap together to form a long shovel and were digging into the earth. Sirius found that this was something he'd grown to like about you - the three boys relied heavily on one another, “should I go down to the river and collect water?” “Sure, and I’ll try to find us some shelter”, and nothing got done until they had formulated some sort of plan - but you saw something that needed to be done, and simply did it, unprompted. 

Sirius, Remus, and James once came back from bathing in the river to find bowls of soup waiting on the makeshift table; you barely commented on it as you grabbed your towel and walked down to take your own bath. One morning after a trip to town that saw James’ glasses snapping in half after a close encounter with a zombie, they woke to find the bridge of the frames taped back together for him. 

Acts of service, Remus had called it one night when Sirius voiced his observation, it’s how some people show they care. 

He didn’t know why you would - care, that is - though he certainly found that he (and Remus and James) cared an awful lot about you. 

Remus had rested his head on Sirius’ shoulder in way of apology as they watched you work, and Sirius felt slightly embarrassed about the fact that a) neither he nor Remus did anything to help set up camp whilst you and James fussed, and b) didn’t actually know what you were doing, yet enjoyed watching you do it nonetheless. You dug a hole about a foot deep before pulling some seeds from feather reed grass nearby, dropping them, and watching them drift to the east with the wind. You picked the shovel back up and began digging a second hole at an angle nearly a foot to the west from the first hole.

And to both Remus and Sirius’ surprise, by the time James appeared through the brush with two jugs of water, you had a concealed fire roaring in your hole. 

“Whoa,” James called rather breathlessly, “did you bury the fire?”

You chuckled at James, though Sirius could tell you were turning slightly bashful. “I, well… it’s called a Dakota fire…it uses the wind to keep it burning, and produces little to no smoke.”

James let out a breathy yet impressed ‘huh’ as he turned to look at Sirius and Remus - both sitting uselessly - as if saying ‘are you seeing this? Can you believe her?’. 

“That’s rather clever, Y/N.” Remus called as he stood - hip audibly clicking and eliciting a small wince from the tall boy, though Sirius knew it was good for Remus to keep it moving - and made his way over to inspect your handiwork. “It’s concealed too; we could leave it burning overnight without worrying about being spotted.” 

“Right.” You agreed, clearly finding it impossible to look directly at any of the boys. Sirius found it rather adorable. 

“You sound surprised by her clever nature, moons.” Sirius taunted, relishing in the way you went from bashful to straight up timid. “Well, since she’s the only one you won’t bark at, why don’t you sit here and help her keep the fire going now that she’s already done the hard work, and Jamie and I will set up camp?” 

And before either of you could argue, Sirius stamped a loud kiss right on the side of Remus’ face that he pretended to wipe off in disgust, and a much gentler kiss to the crown of your head before he and James headed back towards their bags. 

“So sodding cute.” James whispered gleefully as they pulled out the tarp and sleeping bags from their rucksacks, stealing glances over at the two of you ever so often in a way he knew James thought to be discreet.

Sirius didn’t know whether James was talking about you, shy and bashful from the praise Remus was no doubt showering you with right now; Remus, and his lovesick gaze as you explained the steps of building your Dakota fire; or Sirius being brazen enough to plant a kiss to your head for the first time.

But Sirius found he didn’t need to know, because he certainly agreed.

It really was so sodding cute.

[padf0ots-pancakes]

yall i just planned a thirty chapter marauders zombie apocalypse au lets pray i dont lose motivation

[calyxisdead]

Hello Marauders Fans!!

I'm super hyped to finally share the first chapter of my zombie apocalypse AU fanfic! It's been in the works for months and I hope y'all enjoy it!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54390163

[the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus]

I started writing (again. I have so many WIP’s but @professor-scribbls’ writing/zombie au has encouraged me to write.)

I have no clue if this is going to end up in my WIP graveyard (not exactly a graveyard. I touch it occasionally when I get motivated).

Anyways, it’s a muggle/apocalyptic AU where James Potter's family has a camp, rivaling Regulus Black's family's camp. Regulus ends up leaving his family when Sirius comes back (whenever that may be). Sirius then brings him to the camp of the Potter's. This leads to a lot of banter between James and Regulus (eventually leading to them falling in love… maybe… we’ll see) It's sort of enemies to friends to lovers, I guess

Here is about as far as I’ve gotten in my writing (in about 2 hours)

It’s currently called Wasteland, Baby until I can think of a better name

His family moved from France when he was only 6. For whatever reason it was, they decided that they would much rather live in the UK. His family bought a home in the rather wealthy outskirts of the city. Then they bought a summer house in the middle of a forest.

When he turned 7, his family took a family trip to the summer house. Looming walls surrounded the property, an intricately designed metal gate being the only way in or out. But once they entered, the plot of land the home was on was gorgeous. A small lake was located in the middle of the property, perfect for fishing. The summer home was large, allowing him and his brother to run around it for ages.

When he had only just turned 9, his family had to flee to their summer home in the middle of the forest. It was a good thing that his family was over prepared. The world they once knew had been turned upside down, and his family’s summer home turned out to be their safe house. When he was younger, he had never questioned the walls that surrounded it, but as soon as news of zombies roaming cities reached his family, he knew that his family was just planning on something terrible happening.

At 10, what was supposed to be a small family safe house had turned into a full blown camp. His family had realised just how beneficial for them it would be if they took in survivors. So they did.

By 11, the camp had turned into a settlement. So many people had fled from their original encampments to better off camps. One of those had been his family’s camp.

At 14, he watched his brother go off for his first supply run. His brother came back covered in blackened ooze. He could see some look in his brother’s eyes. He couldn’t place it then.

At 15, he was able to place what that look in his brother’s eyes was. It was determination. He watched his brother leave for a supply run, never return to return. His group came back saying that his brother had run.

At 16, his mother and father realised that they’d need another of their own blood to do supply runs to make the rest of the settlement know that they aren’t greedy. That they are willing to help. So they chose him. He was forced to train.

[danaris112]

Alright here we go. You asked for the infodump and no here we are XD

SO I had a few thoughts and I sent them to @yesiamprocrastinating (and honestly might want to read those before this one cos it kinda give basis for the world a bit?) BUT I have had more so here we go :D

So if you didn't read the other post, the idea is that the apocalypse is actually a simulation created by Tom Riddle for evil purposes and some characters were going to be part of the apocalypse some weren't. I was gonna have remus be one of them and have James, Regulus, and Sirius be in the sim already.

HOWEVER!

Now I'm leaning more toward James being outside the simulation and Remus being in. I'm gonna be nice and do pre-established wolfstar in this I think (but they're gonna have angst too dw).

And basically what the deal is, is that Dumbledore sent James and the rest of his group into the apocalypse sim to stop it from the inside and also apprehend Regulus cos apparently he's the one who created it??? (he did but it's more complicated than that and that lore isn't fleshed out yet)

And that's where the Jegulus angst comes in and i WISH I could explain exactly why, but that's BIG spoilers and as of right now I reeeeeally really plan on writing it so I don't want to reveal that yet :3

I'm sorry this is a lot less than I had originally planned on sharing but I just realised how spoilery all my other ideas would be DX But they're there and they're SO good DX

I will say, I had the idea to do the 'Turning Into A Zombie' thing in this universe be more of a slow infection process that takes a few weeks, rather than all at once. And THAT is going to be plot relevant when certain parts come out in the story >:D

Also Barty will definitely get to hotwire a car and bowl over a bunch zombies at some point because he deserves it :)

Okay this is so interesting so thanks for sharing it with me :)

This honestly kind of reminds me of a video game I played. In it there were people sent into a simulation as a form of rehab, but the sim was taken over. There were certain people in the sim that had the task to save the others, but they also couldn't reveal themselves or they'd be considered traitors and ostracized from the group

So that's what it makes me think of, because we have Remus, Regulus, Sirius and some other people being stuck in the sim, while James and co are trying to stop it from the inside. I guess that makes me ask, does James reveal that it's a sim, or does he hide it so Riddle doesn't target him or something? Because if he does, that could factor into the Jegulus angst lol (James technically lying to Regulus and all that)

Regulus being the creator of the sim makes me really intrigued though. Did Riddle take it over and twist it to his liking? That's what it makes me think of but idk if that's what you planned lol

Also turning the zombie apocalypse into a slow infection is a good idea. Even if it's a sim, it could still kind of show the collapse of society bit by bit, and I'm a sucker for things like that

Of course, it's definitely a necessity for Barty to run over a bunch of zombies LMAO

And I totally understand you not spoiling a bunch of it but it's also like.... I NEED TO KNOW. I just have so many questions

Also sorry if this is messy I kind of got carried away 😭

[musicoftheheart]

What do we think of Marauders x Zombie Apocalypse? ☣️

oooooo i actually really like this idea. i dont tend to read apocolypse aus but i like zombie apocolypse games (dead island, the walking dead etc) and do intend one day to read a zombie apocolypse marauders au

ive seen some really cool apocolypse au art going around recently too, so thats awesome to see :)

the angst potential is absolutely massive so im not surprised that its been matched w the marauders fandom ahahaha. do you have any recs?

[rayland04]

A little snippet of my new fic:

Regulus loved his birthday. Specifically the hour leading in to midnight. His parents usually gave him boring gifts like new school books and fancy dress clothes that made his skin itchy.

But Sirius, well Sirius always made everything better. Especially Regulus’ birthday. Last year, his brother had snuck into his room around 11 at night with hushed hushed whispers so they wouldn’t get caught. They crawled under Regulus’ bed with a jar of lightning bugs, and ate the sweets Sirius had brought up. As soon as the clock struck midnight, Sirius pulled Regulus into a tight hug, whispering birthday wishes in his ear.

Sirius had given him a chess set. It was the same set Orion had given Sirius for his birthday just a month ago, but Sirius hadn’t even broken the seal. He scribbled out his name and wrote ‘Reggie’ next to it instead. Regulus doubted their parents would notice Sirius had given it to him. They didn’t have their own money to buy proper gifts anyways.

Sirius started to regret giving Regulus the set after he had beaten his elder brother at every game of chess the following year.

Now Regulus was turning seven and he couldn’t wait to see what Sirius had decided to given him this year. He secretly hoped it was the new set of skates Sirius had gotten from their mother.

Regulus laid very still when he heard his door open. He couldn’t risk the chance of it being anyone other than Sirius. Luckily, hands shook his shoulder followed by his brother’s hushed whisper, “Get up Reg. I have a surprise this year.”

Regulus didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed the covers back and scrambled out of bed. The room was still dark, making it hard to see properly. Regulus started for the floor to go under the bed, but the sound of his window opening stopped him.

“What are you doing?” He whispered into the room, watching Sirius’ silhouette pull itself onto the window ledge. They were on the third floor, far to high to jump if they were smart.

“A surprise. Get on your coat.”

Regulus grabbed his coat from the post at the end of his bed. The nippy winter air was already biting it’s way into the room, making Regulus shiver.

Both boys pulled themselves out of the window and onto the snowy roof. The moon was bright and full, lighting up the night enough for them to see.

Sirius placed the bundle in his hands down on the snow and opening it. He spread it out as a place sit before he pulled out a small pack, sticking his tongue out in concentration as he struck a match against it. It took a few tries before the match lit up. He lit the lamp quickly before the frosty air could put out the match

“Where did you get matches?” Sirius sat down on the blanket, gesturing for Regulus to do the same. Once settled, Sirius placed the lamp between them to warm them a little.

“Nicked them from Kreatcher, lamp too.” Sirius grinned. He was missing his front tooth. It had fallen out ages ago, but the dentist said it would grow in before he was nine so Walburga didn’t acknowledge it anymore. It made Sirius talk funny though, he could barely say his own name without a whistle.

“Why are we out here?”

“Anyone ever tell you you ask to many questions?” Sirius leaned back on both of his hands, looking up at the sky.

Regulus pouted at the accusation. Instead, he turned and looked over the sleeping neighborhood. The sky was surprisingly clear after a day of snowing over London. The stars twinkled down at them and the moon shone bright, making the snow capped houses harder to look at.

“You were late tonight.” Regulus broke the silence. It was nearing 11:50. Sirius was supposed to sneak in an hour ago. Regulus had waited.

Sirius moved his foot over to nudge Regulus’. “I made it didn’t I?”

“Barely.”

“Don’t be in a mood Reg. It took ages for Maman and Papa to go to bed. I could hear them talking in the library.”

Regulus figured that was a valid excuse. Sirius’ room was right about the Library. Walburga and Orion would have heard if he got out of bed while they were in there.

Sirius sat up straighter and pointed to the sky. “Look!”

Regulus’ eyes snapped towards the starts. He couldn’t tell what Sirius was pointing at. All the constellations were perfectly in their place and the- oh god.

Regulus breath hitched in his chest as the starts started to streak across the sky. It started with only one or two, then grew to twenty - thirty stars shooting over the sky.

It was breathtaking really. The stars burned white then grew to red before they faded against the rest of the stars again. It lasted a long time. Both brothers watching in amazement. Regulus had never seen anything so beautiful.

Beautiful wasn’t the right word, but he didn’t know how else to explain it. Flowers were beautiful. This cousins’ dresses were beautiful.

This?

This was elegant.

Shortly after the last star faded against the sky, Sirius nudged Regulus with another grin. He wrapped his arm around the younger boy.

“Happy 7th Reggie.”

“How did you-“

“Read ‘bout it.” Sirius shrugged like he hadn’t just gifted Regulus the best present ever. “It only happens like once every hundred years.”

Regulus felt his heart leap at that. This was a once in a life time opportunity and Sirius managed to give it to him for his birthday.

“One day,” Sirius squeezed Regulus, pushing their heads together briefly. “I’m going to buy you the stars. Hold me to it okay?”

Regulus nodded against his brother. If anyone could give him the stars, it would be Sirius. “I promise.”

[murderoushagthesequel]

ok so there's been some interest in hearing regulus and james' sad story so here it is (it's very painful) TWs for death, zombies, suicidal thoughts, severe depression, suicide attempt, sacrifice, grief with very little acceptance

james and regulus are married and live together. the apocalypse has just broken out and james doesn't really know much about it and regulus does. he should've warned him better. james, the nice, trusting person that he is, doesn't look through the peep hole before opening the door. regulus is in the shower. james opens the door. he's immediately turned into a zombie.

regulus is just coming down after his shower to ask james out on a date when he sees a zombie of his husband in his living room. he tries to deny it at first, overcome with grief and guilt but the being in front of him is not his husband. he looks like him, and he looks like he feels the same emotions james is, looking sad, confused, and hurt, but when regulus comes too close, when he tries to comfort the creature, it tries to transform him. so regulus is forced to kill his own husband.

overwhelmed with the same grief and guilt along with a crippling sense of heartbreak and a wish to no longer be alive if he has to do it without james, regulus goes on a murderous rampage of the zombies, not stopping to eat or drink or sleep unless absolutely necessary. he's vicious and cruel and won't listen to reason. until, after days turn into weeks of fighting, he collapses and cries.

he can't take the pain anymore, and the anger and fighting are only a thin shield for the complete and utter devastation he feels. so he breaks. he cries and he breaks down and he lets the realization that james is gone and he killed him wash over him. he doesn't watch his back. a pack of zombies almost overtake him before pandora sacrifices herself to get him to safety.

now with (how he feels is) the blood of the two people he loved the most on his hands, regulus fights until every last zombie is gone. the zombies. are gone. left in their wake are a destroyed world, and an even more destroyed regulus black. his brother, along with remus, lily, peter, and marlene are still alive. but regulus can't find it within himself to feel grateful. james is gone. pandora is gone. he killed them.

regulus is a shell of a human being. he can't feel anymore, he can't think anymore. the only thing he wants is to get back to james and pandora. he's entranced as he walks to the lake and prepares to drown, to go see them again, but before he can jump, sirius comes running after him and saves him. regulus doesn't feel saved. but he allows himself to collapse into his brother and cry. and cry. and cry. and feel himself go numb and his throat go raw.

but if there's anything left to live for. it's this. the feeling of being held by his brother. not that the comfort lasts very long. how can anything ever be okay ever again?

sirius convinces him to go to therapy. he doesn't attempt again. but that doesn't mean he feels anything more than the hollow shell he's become. but he's alive. and that's something. maybe that something will become more. with time.

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so um. this got? even darker than it was meant to be at first???

sorry? or i hope you enjoyed? depending on your perspective ig. but i'm also high key proud of this so.

people who wanted to hear the whole story here is your tag: @canyouhearmyfear, @where-is-vivian & @skyesayshi

if there was an apocalypse zombie who in the marauders would survive/die, and how would they survive/die?

this took me forever to get to lol sorry

so let's see

survivors:

sirius (out of sheer spite)

peter (too hot for the zombies to kill)

remus (actual good strategy)

lily (same as remus, she's too good. nothing can kill her)

regulus (kind of went haywire after james died) (i actually hate myself i came up with such a sad fucking story for this lmk if you wanna hear it 😭)

marlene (she's a bad bitch, you can't kill her)

unalivers (i hate this i just wanted it to rhyme)

james (opened the door for the wrong person) (more on that in the scenario mentioned above)

mary (first to die, nobody saw it coming)

dorcas (fought to the death, literally)

pandora (sacrificed herself to save reggie)

barty (mans has not one survival skill)

evan (forgot his zombie survival kit at home)

RIGHT SO THIS GOT FUNNY AT TOMES AND REALLY DARK AT OTHERS OOPS????? DIDNT MEAN TO MAKE REGULUS LOSE MOST OF THE IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN HIS LIFE I HATE MYSWLF.

but yeah 😭 if anybody wants to see the full, sad story... lmk????

[lumosinlove]

Just a short little thing I was feeling...

In which the zombie apocalypse is consuming the world and Sirius and Remus get separated in a food run.

The cut running along the side of Remus’ forehead throbbed with the sweat and blood quickly drying in the hot, noon sun. His stomach felt like it was concaving into itself, his muscles ache from sleeping on the ground all night. His feet kept sliding on the dew soaked morning grass, and each time it got harder and harder to catch himself. By the time the camp finally came into view he felt ready to drop, vision swimming slightly from lack of water.

He didn’t know how it had happened. They drilled, practiced, planned so this exact thing didn’t happen. It had been a food run, one of the most routine outings. They’d been in broad daylight. Sirius had been right behind him, he’d been making a joke, Remus had wanted to laugh and then…

His mind played the familiar sound of the undead breathing and he flinched. The next thing he remembered was waking up in the dark, and was forced to hide for the night. The dark was not for the living anymore.

He’d been walking for hours, made to feel longer in the heat of the day, hand glued to the gun at his hip, when the camp had finally appeared between trees. He let out a breath that he felt like he’d been holding for the entire night.

He waved his hands in surrender when he heard the familiar sound of a loaded gun being aimed in his direction and a shout from the watch towers.

“It’s me! It’s me..” Remus ran out of breath at the end, practically limping to the now slowly opening metal gates. He could understand their confusion. He was hardly walking like a human being right now. Remus looked up, chest flooding with relief at the sound of his name.

“Fucking hell-“ Sirius was squeezing his way through the doors before they had even opened properly and Remus practically collapsed into his chest. He felt an arm wrap around his waist, holding him up, the other pressing to the back of his neck, feeling heavenly against his clammy skin, “Jesus, Remus. Remus-“

“‘m fine… I’m fine-“ He could hear Sirius taking shaky breaths and Remus fisted the back of his t-shirt, pulling himself closer, “Pads, I’m okay-“

“Fuck.” Sirius pulled back, the hand that was on his neck sliding around to cradle his cheek, thumb tracing over the sticky cut on his temple, “God, I thought you were right behind me. Fuck, Re, I didn’t mean-You have to know I’d- I’d never just leave you out there-“

“Pads, of course I know that. Of course I know that-“

“Then you weren’t there.” Sirius’ breathing was escalating, his eyes wild, “You weren’t- I was holding your hand but…” Sirius shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut and letting his forehead drop to Remus’, “Jesus, Re, I thought you were…“ Sirius’ voice broke, “I thought you were…”

“I’m not. I’m fine, we’re fine.” Remus leaned into the hand stroking his cheek. He was slowly loosing the flood of adrenalin at seeing Sirius again, and he was more tired than before, “‘m not a zombie, however I am severely dehydrated.”

Sirius let out a slightly watery laugh, opening his eyes to see Remus smiling at him, and pressed a long kiss to his forehead, “You can have all the water in the world as long as you never leave this camp again.”

Remus laughed as he was pulled flush against Sirius’ side, “No promises.”

The warmth of Sirius’ body felt warmer than the sun in ever sense of the word, and their feet nearly tripped over each other as they walked into camp, letting the gates shut slowly behind them.

[professor-scribbls]

It’s Remus! I think we all knew it would only be a certain amount of time before I added Remus’ design to this AU since he has already been introduced in the fic lol, I did hide some little secrets in the drawing for the ppl who feel like theorising to theorise of lol. Stay tuned for chapter 3 being posted soon!!!

[professor-scribbls]

What’s up gang I’m back and I have regulus ZOMBIE AU CONTENT WHAAAT?! That’s right I followed thru with the zombie apocalypse AU let’s gooo

Hii its future me here, I finished the first chapter and put it up on ao3 so if ur interested in this AU it would be so cool if u checked it out!!

The World We Left Behind

[professor-scribbls]

Slowly making the entire set of our main characters yaaayy!!! I've been waiting to post Sirius' profile because I wanted to finish the second chapter of the fic and post both at the same time lol. But hes here now yaaaaay!!!

Heres the link to the new fic chapter :D!! it woudl be so cool if u checked it out

The World We Left Behind

[professor-scribbls]

No...i didnt make an edit for a fanfic I havent even published yet....yes I am hurting my own feelings

[professor-scribbls]

Okay im actually losing my shit because Ive been feeling so lost and unmotivated with my writing lately and I checked my inbox on ao3 and was met with these

And so now im going to break down into tears, IM GOING TO LOSE IT. People are literally so nice and im literally storming through writing the fourth chapter right now.

Also you guys should check out the fic that these comments were about!!

[professor-scribbls]

The World We Left Behind - A Marauders Zombie Apocolypse Fic

The zombie apocolypse has come and gone. The world is trying to stabilise itself. Regulus and Sirius Black are among the first generation of children to be born and raised during the zombie apocolypse. They grow up inside the walls of a tightly run settlement. When Andromeda dies, leaving Sirius alone after seperating from his family. Zombies overthrow their small faction, dispersing everyone and sending Regulus and Sirius on a path they never thought they'd be able to walk together.

Hi omg hi hi! I finally did it!!! I've got the first chapter up for the story and Im lowkey losing my mind because its taken me so long and I am so not normal about this so hoping that everyone likes it- writing really isnt my specialty, I focus more on drawing so it definetly was...interesting! getting to work on something I'm not used to. umm im not too sure what people put in these posts but yeah wahoo!!