#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

[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!

[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

[pez-megaconfundido]

[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.)

[s0larts]

Apocalypse au? 🤔🤔