#mha zombie au

[navigh0st]

Happy HALLOWEEN to the 5 shindeku fans still in the fandom

(I loveee teacher deku with all my heart <3)

I kinda went with an old style to kinda match last year's vibes??? I don't know what I did but I'm happy with the result wuhuuu

.... alsooo I'm alive and trying to post more often (I have a ton of work already finished, but no time to upload and think of funny or thoughtful phrases for the captions)

[oh-katsuki]

a little zombie apocalypse katsuki!au drabble. my twd rewatch is giving me many thoughts...

cw: apocalypse au, reader is alone, mentions of death, implications of child death, grief mentions, reader is described as a "little thing" but that's more just the way katsuki talks, katsuki is a little gruff but he means well, guns, weapons, general apocalypse thoughts, mentions of zombies but we follow the "never call them a zombie" rule, katsuki and reader meeting for the first time, etc

the light of your fire is dim, embers burning low as you sit in a foldable chair beside it. you've got a metal spatula in your hand. you're not sure why you grabbed it when things went to shit, but panic does weird things to the mind. this, along with a few other oddities, are all you managed to take from your house when the world fell to ruin. everything else are things scavenged along the way or from people you'd met, joined, and lost.

the night is near silent and trees creak and crack like the hulls of great ships under heavy pressure, but the birds don't sing and nothing in the crowded wood you're taking shelter in makes a sound. well, except for you and the gentle crackle of your fire.

your head is on a swivel. it has been for months. ever since the outbreak, ever since the dead rose and began consuming and infecting the living, you've kept watch. a paranoid, never ending cycle that you suppose—if left on your own—will burn itself out. you swallow thick and return your attention to the fire, watching the tree line just in front of you for any hint of movement or monsters.

a branch cracks just behind you. a swift sound, followed by rapid footsteps. you stand, quickly turning your head, only to see a a figure a few feet away from you. they move quickly and the dancing light of the fire obscures their features from view. their eyes, most importantly. you can always tell if someone is dead or alive based on their eyes. in this light, should this stranger have that milky white film over them, you wouldn't be able to tell.

you make a small noise, something between a whimper and a shout, as the person comes to a stop in front of you and holds a gun directly between your eyes. the living. this person is alive. you're not sure at this point if encountering one of the dead would have been worse.

"drop your weapon," he says in a hurried voice. it's aggressive and threatening. it comes from deep in his chest.

you raise your shaky hands to your head quickly at the order, screwing your eyes shut as if looking in theirs would be a cause for attack.

"i-it's not a weapon!" you shout, voice cracking. "it's- it's a sp-spatula. it's a spatula."

the words are rushed and heavy, fear seizing your chest as you look down the barrel of the gun. the firelight glints off of it and you can make out the person behind the barrel's features. he's big, blonde under the grime, you think. a man. not the best thing to encounter alone at night in times like these.

you see him hesitate for a moment, eyes darting between you and the silver kitchen item in your hand. you drop it quickly.

"do you have a weapon on you?" he questions, voice a little less urgent.

you shake your head in response and then shakily look beside the chair. there's a knife there and a pistol with no bullets. you're a poor shot and you'd run out of ammo the previous week. he glances to it, the gun still raised at you, and sidesteps to grab them. when he does, he cautiously lowers the weapon. you start to lower your trembling hands.

then, as if struck by some realization, the man stomps towards the fire and you jump as he does.

"the fuck are you doing lighting a fire?" he says angrily. "those things may be dead, but they can still fuckin' see. that's a good way to get yourself killed."

he stomps out the fire as he talks, urgently stamping out what's left of the low-burning logs.

"i- i didn't think there were many in the area," you justify, furrowing your eyebrows as you step away from him.

"and that's a risk you want to take?" he says indignantly. you wonder briefly what business he has worrying about you.

"what do you want?" you snap, "my food? weapons? life? what is it?"

the man scoffs, "jesus, none of that."

you narrow your eyes and take a step back.

"not all people who camp out in the woods are good," he says. "but i sure as shit didn't expect to find some little thing like you alone lighting a damn fire. stupid."

"there were more," you say indignantly, like somehow that makes it better. "force of habit, i guess."

the man pauses for a moment as understanding passes between the two of you. it's a relatable feeling. everyone has lost someone now. you just happened to lose everyone.

"got a name?" he asks.

you hesitate in giving it to him before deciding what it could hurt. the man nods as if he likes the sound of it.

"i'm katsuki," he furrows his eyebrows. "you're alone?"

you nod, swallowing down the grief that pushes at your throat.

"wasn't always," you respond, "but yeah. now i am."

he nods his understanding.

"come with me."

"where?" you say instinctively, a defensive edge to your voice. katsuki looks at you like your stupid, or maybe it's pity, like you're a wounded animal. probably both.

"where the fuck do you think?" he retorts. "we've got a camp a little ways from here. i saw your fire from one of the watch posts we have stationed around the place."

you look at him like he's a little crazy for even thinking to bring you there.

he scoffs and rolls his head over his shoulder. "look, we've got men and women," then he pauses, "used to have children. we're not gonna hurt you. world's gone to shit, do you really wanna keep at it alone?"

he's probably right. you've been alone for weeks now, exhausted for longer, and though your common sense tells you not to go off with a strange man in this kind of world, the promise of community is far too tempting. you nod and glance back to your camp. a measly collection of supplies.

"we'll come back for it when it's light," he says. "i don't know about you, but i'd rather not spend longer in these dark ass woods than i have to."

"okay," you say. the presence of another person both sets you on edge and makes you feel the fatigue even more. a gun's barrel on your nose followed by the promise of safety and you're going with him? you must be stupider than a horror movie protagonist. "do you take in a lot of strays?"

katsuki looks over his shoulder and you think you see him smile a little at the phrase.

"if that's what you want to call it," he says begrudgingly. "me less than the rest." then, with a softer tone of voice, barely noticeable with the quiet whisper you both have been speaking at. "i'm sure the others won't mind one more."

[goosegooserevolution]

doodles of my bnha zombie au (hawks is dead because I had a dream he didnt help me during the zombie apocalypse and ive had a grudge ever since)

[thicctails]

MLP x MHA infection au concepts!!!

[flashfirearts]

Forgot to post this yesterday 💔

But here’s DabiHawks Week Day 1: Apocalypse

‘You hungry?’

It’s good to be back! Thank you all for being patient 🙇🏼

[nekoo3001]

Zombie apocalypse au pt.2/The first meeting. Happy Halloween!

Pt.1:

https://www.tumblr.com/neko3001/731984584052523008/neko3001?source=share

[taintedashes]

He should be dead by now, or at least succumbing to the mindless and endless urge for human flesh. However, Izuku Midoriya has to wonder as he touches his forearm's uneven and lacerated skin why he hasn't turned yet.

(Following a calamity that brings about the end of the world, survivors seek refuge and fight tirelessly in a world overrun by the dead.)

Commision by https://x.com/raachelica - It came out exactly how I envisioned it. ♥️🧟‍♂️ DO NOT REPOST!

[splo0shh]

I've been thinking about a Zombie Apocalypse AU where Hizashi gets turned into a zombie and lost his memories but not his emotions. He has no clue who Shouta is, but is falling head over heels for him, a person who he has no memory off

LET ME COOK-

I'd imagine, since he's a zombie now, he mixes up those feelings for hunger, and it is his main goal to eat Shouta, no matter the cost. (He plans to pretend to be some friendly zombie and will attack when the time is right or something) While this is happening, Shouta's trying his best to figure out a way to get his memories back

Hizashi's memories slowly comes back, which causes him to have second thoughts on eating Shouta, causing him to have some sort of uhhh zombie existential crisis or whatever

This whole thing sounds messy as hell (probably because I'm writing this shi down in the middle of the night) but PLEASE just let me cook on this one

I feel like this whole au sounds better in my head-

I wanna draw this out so BADLY but my motivation to draw anything has depleted AHHH 😭🍷

[doodlejoops]

DEADICATION but not quite. Or maybe this is exactly what happens. WHO IS TO SAY?

But, certainly zombie-based angst.

The fic - DEADICATION (Rated E) DKBK Zombie Apocalypse AU

[goosegooserevolution]

Part 1 of my zombie comic

No quirks AU! This was crossposted to tiktok which is why the formating is Like That lol

[thicctails]

Working on a new lil series. It will be lightly animated and have sound effects, tho no voice acting BC I'm not confident enough to use my voice for projects lol

[sugolara]

Disappear

ft. Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto Todoroki x Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

Synopsis: After a deadly virus leaks all over the world, every country is forced to close down it's borders and airports to prevent anyone from coming in and out. Though, it's to late for some people. The dead has rose and is looking for revenge. Cw: gore, quirkless! au, apocalypse! au, zombie! au, weapons, death, angst, lots and lots of blood, cannibalism, suicidal thoughts, slow burn

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Shoes crunching leaves of different shades, the three walked through the woods that surrounded the city Rhote. With the moon already up, they were thankful for the fresh cool air, though they had to be wary of any lingering rotter as they didn't have any flashlights to help.

At every noise they heard, they would still their movements and have their weapons ready. Occasionally, the culprits would be the critters that roamed the woods, a few being rotters that rested against the trees with moss growing on their melting bodies. After countless restless nights, it was evident that paranoia was showing.

F/n quieted her yawn, "Please let there be a house nearby."

Beside her, Katsuki swatted flies away, brows furrowed in annoyance at their buzzing, "I doubt it. Theres nothing but trees and these damn fucking flies that are begining to piss me the fuck off."

"Maybe they are attracted to you because you smell." She shrugged watching the blonde mockingly laugh as he glared at her. "Aren't you fucking funny. You smell like shit too."

"I meant it in a nice way." She said, waving her hand in the air to shake off the flies.

"There is no nice way when you're covered in sweat and blood and other different types of shit." He scoffed, examining her clothes, "Don't tell me that you spent your whole life smelling like ass and thinking it's normal."

"Actually, I did." She thought back to her camping days and she should have mentioned that part as the blonde gave her a disgusted face, "Not the normal part, but it was very efficient for attracting animals."

"What?" He wanted to laugh, but he swallowed it down, "What the hell are you even talking about?"

In front of them, Izuku shook his head as he let out a quiet sigh. He too had the same thought when he told her something about beavers. He had actually spaced out trying to imagine how she had done the process and it felt too rude to ask her to repeat it when the conversation finished. However, she probably should have left this one to herself as the blonde looked like he was about to run off.

"I'm talking about attracting animals." She waved her hand, "You know?"

"No, I fucking don't." He looked at her as if she was crazy, "Are you saying you have a thing for ...animals?"

This time she looked at him as if he was crazy, "What are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about!?" He quietly shouted.

"I'm talking about attracting animals as a trap." She again waved her hand, expecting him to know, "So I can kill it for dinner."

"You could have said that in the first place." He rolled his eyes, "And why the fuck would I even know that information?"

"I don't know, you look like the type of guy to know that." She responded with a shrug.

"Well I don't and its pretty fucking weird how you even know that." He scoffed, giving her a suspicious look, "How do you know that?"

She hummed, her eyes on the back of Izuku's head, "My father taught me. He's...an interesting person."

"That explains." He eyed her. Then he shook himself off, placing his hands in his pockets, "Well, thank fuck you don't have some sort of weird fetish, otherwise we're going to have a serious problem."

"What's that?" Izuku let out another sigh at her comment. It really was like Shoto was with them, except a female version, and a rather unique one. Pushing that aside, he was glad that she seemed more open to them. Three months in the woods was all it took for her to come out of her shell, or perhaps it was the home where she felt safe. Either way, he was just pleased with the way she was turning out to be.

With the two behind continuing to chat, Izuku kept his ears trained on any other voice that wasn't theirs. As he looked around him, in the very distance he spotted what seemed to be a building in the open with the woods surrounding the place. When he stopped, it caused the two behind him to do so as well, their voice no longer being heard as they stayed quiet.

He pointed to what's ahead of them, his voice being kept low, "There's a building up ahead."

Katsuki squinted as he tried getting a good look, but he could only see an outline, "It looks big."

"Probably a warehouse." Izuku mumbled, "The doors look too big."

She glanced around them, expecting for someone to be shown, "Watch out, anybody could be nearby."

Izuku hummed, "I don't know, it looks too clean and alone."

"I don't see any shoe print either." Katsuki said as he looked down around them. With the little moonlight that showed, he was able to see partially.

"We should still be careful." Izuku said before carefully proceeding forward, "Stay low."

They crouched as they walked by the bushes to hide their figures and when they saw nothing suspicious, they quickly headed for the double wide doors. There seemed to be a chain lock hanging on one of the handles and thankfully enough, the lock was undone. So quietly, Izuku opened the doors, letting his friends inside before closing the door behind him.

The building was dark, much expected due being night, but the windows high above the walls did allow some light to enter. The blonde reached into the small pocket of his bag. He pulled out a lighter and with a click, the fire bounced off his face. He extended his arm, shining the lighter until he was shown next to him where a crate rested and on top of it was a flashlight.

"So damn dark in here." F/n said, her eyes trying to squint in the darkened. The boy next to her agreed, using the moonlight as help, "Watch your steps."

With a flashlight in hand, Katsuki placed the lighter away as he turned the light on. The bright light caused them to shield their eyes, but when they regained vision, their eyes had grew.

"Oh my..." Izuku eyed tall racks of shelves stocked with supplies.

"This is months of supplies." F/n mumbled, "Who the hell even managed to grab all this in a short amount of time?"

Snapping out of his daze, Katsuki glanced to find a couple duffel bags. Grabbing them he handed it to the other two, "Hurry up and grab everything. Someone isn't dumb enough to leave all this behind."

Agreeing, the three separated as they noticed the shelfs held different items. While Katsuki and Izuku stayed at the front, F/n headed to the back as she had spotted what looked like a gun. She ended up grabbing a flashlight on her way there and perched it above her as she crouched to place the weapons in her bag.

She could have smiled if it weren't for the fact that this place seemed to clean for it to be left abandoned. Not to mention, someone wouldn't leave this place unlocked if it contained many supplies. Either who ever claimed this building was around or was already in there with them.

And to her amusement, her thoughts were answered as she felt the tip of a gun press behind her head as well as the sound of a quiet cold voice, "Try anything and I'll shoot."

The guns laying around her were probably emptied and even if they weren't the person behind her had the advantage. It only took a second for the trigger to be pulled, so to keep her head intact she listened at his orders. "Stand up."

The male behind her watched as she carefully stood up, her hands were by her side though her fingers twitched. He saw a flashlight up ahead, but he couldn't pinpoint how many were with her due to their careful movements, "How many are with you?"

The last thing she wanted to do was endanger her fellow companions. If she tried to be cocky or if she tried to play something that he didn't like she already knew her outcome. To keep herself and the males safe, she carefully turned to face him, hearing the gun cock and the gun still aimed at her.

Taking in his figure, ignoring his two toned hair and a scar on his right eye, she let her eyes discreetly glance at his height. Due to the dark clothing he wore, she wasn't able to see how muscular he was, but she didn't mind, "I don't want any trouble. I'll grab my stuff and we'll be on our way."

He scoffed, eyeing her like the gum underneath his shoe, "No."

Taking his answer, she nodded and glanced away before quickly shifting her body to the side and hooking her arm underneath his extended one. She then elbowed him and the sudden impact allowed a chance for the gun to clatter. With the opportunity she unlatched from him and headed for the gun, but he refused to let her as he pulled her back, shoving her behind him.

However, before she could fall, she grabbed onto his sweater, both tumbling to the floor. A grunt was emitted from her mouth as he elbowed her stomach, right where her wound was. Thankfully, it had healed, but it still hurt.

Before he could get up, she wrapped her hands around his chest and with her legs she pushed herself off the floor, turning over to where he could be underneath her. She let her weight lean on him ignoring the male trying to pry her arms away as his arms stayed glued to his hide. While he did so, she looked around for the gun, the male struggling as he did his best to not alert her friends, but he wasn't sure how long he could take it as he needed the upperhand.

Though sure enough he got it when the girl had unintentionally placed her hand near his face and without hesitation he bit into it causing her to let out a yelp and soon her arms unwrapped. With her weight no longer on him he pushed himself off the floor before brutally kicking her to the shelf behind them, causing it to stumble with a creak before falling. The amount of supplies had tumbled over her and she quickly wrapped her arms to protect her head, but with her vision being blocked she failed to see the male grab the gun, ready to fire at her.

His heavy breathing failed to notice the rushing footsteps behind him as his mind wanted to pull the trigger, eyes watching the girl move the boxes of supplies off her. From when he first spotted her he just wanted to scare her off, but when saw others with her he figured he could tie them up and drop them off somewhere far away, giving him enough time to pack and leave.

But she just had to ruin everything and now as the girl removed a box from her face he was able to get a good look at her. For a girl, he had to give it to her. He really thought she had him there.

Gritting his teeth, his finger twitched against the trigger, his eyes never leaving her piercing glare and just before he could shoot a short gasp and what sounded like his name was heard behind him as he quickly turned only for a bullet to echo through the building.

Eyes widening, Katsuki briskly reached to grab Izuku before he could crash to the floor. His widened eyes stare at the blood that trickled down Izuku's shoulder, a nice round gunshot wound embedded. He turned to glare at the girl and boy, eyes hardened, "What the fuck did you guys do!?"

Releasing a breath, F/n stood up, her throat clogging up as she looked at Izuku's fainted figure. The gun in her hand, the one she managed to find suddenly and the one she pulled the trigger only to miss, fell to the floor, "I..I didn't mean to."

Hearing her voice, the scar eyed male once again spinned to face her, this time gun ready to fire at her but before he could pull, Katsuki stopped him, "She's with us, Icyhot!"

His hand didn't waver, but he did let go of the trigger as his glare did not soften, "She just shot one of us! You expect me to let it go!?"

Adjusting Izuku, the blonde scoffed, eyes going back to Shoto and F/n, "We'll figure it out afterwards, but right now if we don't help Deku, he'll bleed out! So work with me!"

The girl swallowed harshly, her eyes never leaving Izuku, "He's right, we can hash out our feud later."

As the girl went to pass by Shoto, he quickly used the handle part of the gun, hitting the back of her head before kicking her. He glared down at her, "I'll figure it out right now."

She let out a groan at the blunt force. She didn't have time to reach for her head as Shoto kicked her down. On her knees and hands she tried standing up, her vision swarming in darkness as another hit was marked and the last thing she heard was Katsuki's voice telling him to stop. 

[nekoo3001]

Some 相澤 in zombie apocalypse au,probably will do a pt2

Pt.2:

[taintedashes]

(A gorgeous commission by one of my favorite artists, @nottspocket for my Zombie Apocalypse AU fic, To Die For. Please go check them out, and you will not be disappointed! I'm in love with this! Thank you again so much! ❤️)

He should be dead by now, or at least succumbing to the mindless and endless urge for human flesh. However, Izuku has to wonder as he touches his forearm's uneven and lacerated skin why he hasn't turned yet.

(In which calamity ravages their world and Izuku is taken in by a group of weary survivors who come together and by any means necessary, try to persevere.)

[mha-infection-au]

Entry One

Announcement From Hero Public Safety Commission

Public Safety Announcement

Warning! A nation wide pandemic has spread to a concerning number of the public. This disease has unknown origin and has a high mortality rate and is highly infectious. Please make way to your local safe zones. Below will be further information.

The disease spreads through infected saliva or blood entering the blood stream through bites. Although those with blood ingestion related quirks appear to potentially have antigens sufficient to be resistant or even immune. This however has not been confirmed and even those with quirks of that nature should exercise extreme caution. DO NOT BE A HERO. Anyone who has been bitten will not be allowed in safe zones and will be dealt with by law enforcement.

Stages of infection (Note that depending on age, body weight, and other factors, these times may vary)

Stage One- Initially bitten. Symptoms may include fever, headache, and mild hunger. This stage can be cured via amputation effected limb.

Stage Two: Two to Five hours after initial bite. Symptoms may include paranoia, increases appetite, semi-blindness or blindness in one eye in rare cases. Heartbeat is elevated. Only infectious via blood. Stage can still be cured via amputation.

Stage Three: Five to Fourteen hours after initial bite. Symptoms may include auditory hallucinations, aggression, confusion, memory loss, unsteady mobility, hydrophobia, and shortness of breath. Infected may have bloodshot eyes. Do not approach at this stage unless absolutely necessary. Still curable by amputation, but not recommended due to possible risks of bodily harm.

Stage Four: Fourteen to Twenty Four Hours after initial bite. Symptoms may include carnivorous and potentially cannibalistic urges setting in (but most are able to fight them early on in this stage), exhaustion, catatonia, stiffness in limbs, drooling and foaming at the mouth, seizures, vomiting if fed or anything in stomach. Heartbeat slowed. No longer curable by amputation. Say your goodbyes to infected.

Stage Five: One Day to Three days after initial bite. The infected goes into a coma. Advised to put infected down in this stage to avoid potential infection and injury.

Stage Six: Three days to Four days after initial bite. Infected wakes up, heartbeat is nonexistent. Infected is considered dead. Ignore anything they may say, it is merely muscle memory. Decay process will begin slowly after a week. Do not approach. Kill with no hesitation. Infected is now contagious.

Stage Seven: One Week onwards. Decay proceeds onward. No real changes besides physically from decay.

Stage Eight: Unknown time frame. Full decay. Infected is now just bones. Infected is fully dead.

Please stay safe and keep your loved ones close. Do not allow them to bite you.

Villains may be allowed inside safe zones when heroes are on duty. The most important thing is limiting spread. Anyone however, may be exiled.

Remember to stay safe and go beyond! Plus Ultra!

[pez-megaconfundido]