An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/3
Fandom: Once Upon a Time (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan
Characters: Emma Swan, Evil Queen | Regina Mills, Wicked Witch of the West | Zelena, Queen of Hearts | Cora, Gus | Billy, Snow White | Mary Margaret Blanchard, Prince "Charming" James | David Nolan, Neal Nolan, Huntsman | Sheriff Graham
Additional Tags: Dead People, Zombies, Sex, mild violence, Set sometime five years after Season 4
Summary:
One day the dead wake up to return to their families. Zombie AU.
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Yes, I am still working on it, I promise. It’s just very involved research-wise and with this being my first zombie apocalypse type fic I do want to do it justice. With everything else I’m working on though, I don’t really have the time to dedicate to it right now. I do plan on making it happen though. Maybe it’ll be something I’ll work on more during the summer.
How do you feel about OTGW aus? Are there any aus you really like?
Oooh, good question! I like AUs, I think they’re a fun way to play with characters and explore all sorts of possibilities and OTGW has a lot of awesome potential AUs.
I really like starfleetrambo's Garden Falls AU, the characters are spot on and I think it’s a really interesting and compelling way to incorporate Gravity Falls with Over the Garden Wall while staying true to both shows. I like the idea of Beast!Wirt, Beast!Greg, and bad endings where one or both of them don’t survive because sometimes I need to make myself feel sad. Or maybe an AU where the boys don’t end up leaving The Unknown, but they don’t turn into Edelwood trees either, I think it’d be fun to explore the lighter side of The Unknown in that way. finnrakh-tybay has a lot of drawings that depict Wirt, Greg, and Beatrice in various situations in The Unknown and I love the ideas for the kinds of adventures they could be having (when they’re not worrying about The Beast).
I’m really excited for the zombie!fic AU that I’m working on, can I count an AU that I’m making myself? I’m going to because I really love working on it. It’s so much fun figuring out just how I’m going to bring in the characters and the situations from The Unknown and place them in a modern day, zombie apocalypse on the east coast. Plus dealing with Wirt and Greg’s relationship when it’s in that “I don’t care what you do” phase? While on the run from zombies? Oh, it’s going to be so fun! I’m going to have to watch OTGW so many times while writing that to match the pacing as best as possible and try and sneak in things from the series, but it will be worth it, I hope.
I think the thing I'm most curious about in your Zombie 'verse is whether it's a complete Au, or if the real world and the unknown are still separate. Like whether we'll be seeing some Beatrice and other people of the Unknown interact with real worlder's like Sara or not. But I suppose we'll just have to see. :)
Oh… it’s a complete AU. I’ll give you that much :)
Does that mean that in zombie-verse Amy and Jon are dead? =C
Well, I suppose you’ll just have to read it and find out :)
And zombie!fic most likely won’t be started until after I finish writing Two Roads, just because I would like to pretend that I have some semblance of a life sometimes. Right now I’m expecting to start it mid-February, but it depends on if I’m suddenly inspired to write it before then or if it takes me longer to finish Two Roads.
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Did someone say zombie apocalypse au? Because I am so there for that >u< Especially with your writing skills, that would be so epic!! ^o^ And, I mean Greg already gets into so much trouble already and gives Wirt heart attacks left and right, imagine how much worse it would be with zombies running around the place!!
Someone did!
I think it was because I reblogged write-me-envy's amazing fanart that they did of a zombie-ish apocalypse au with Wirt and Greg (which you can find here) and said in my tags: “I didn’t realize I wanted a zombie-ish apocalypse au until now” because shortly after that I received an anonymous prompt asking me to write it.
At first I was like: o_o “Oh no. I’ve never written a zombie-ish au even though I love reading them, I don’t know if I can do this…” but now the entire fic is pretty much outlined except for chapter four? Chapter four or chapter five. Or chapter three, I can’t remember. One of them needs more something, but I don’t know what it is yet. Anyway, it’s pretty much replacing the events of Over the Garden Wall, so Wirt and Greg are going to be bonding while running for their lives from flesh-eating monsters. Yay! :D
All The Noise Died Away (1/1, PG-13) by only_because3 | Ensemble. Puck/Kurt, Puck/Quinn, Quinn/Rachel, Santana/Brittany, Mike/Tina, Finn/Rachel, Sam/Mercedes | Up until today, they’d been safe and that’s the only thing that should have mattered. It is the only thing that matters.
And Death Shall Have No Dominion (Parts 1-6, R) ★ by poetikat | Kurt, Santana, Karofsky
Till the Sun Breaks Down (8/8) | When nightmares become real and civilization seems like a distant memory, what's left for the survivors? Kurt, Santana and Dave struggle to survive in a country devastated by a zombie outbreak. Canon compliant through 2.18
Hammer Through Daisies (1/1) | Two years post-epilogue, Kurt, Dave, and Santana try to give the lecture that no one wants to hear.
Though They Be Mad (1/1) | Puck wants a motorcycle. Lauren wants an electric fence. Sarah wants a dog. Margaret wants everyone to take second helpings. And no one's volunteering to explain why. Set five days post epilogue.
Split All Ends Up (1/1) | Four months post epilogue, Santana, Dave, and Kurt sleep apart for the first time in months at their psychiatrist's insistence. It goes as well as one might expect.
And They Shall Be One (1/1) | On the anniversary of the end of their lives back home, Kurt looks in the mirror and smiles. Set eight months post epilogue.
Though Lovers Be Lost (1/1) | Santana worries she'll never find someone to love her the way she wants to be loved. But she's not as alone as she thinks. Set ten months post-epilogue.
Better Run, Outrun My Gun (1/1, R) ★ by your.kat | Ensemble. Quinn/Rachel, Brittany/Santana, Sam/Mercedes, Kurt/Blaine, Mike/Tina, Will/Emma | The zombie apocalypse happens. This is the story of how the members of New Directions survive – or don’t survive, as the case may be.
Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet (1/1, R) ★ by your.kat | Ensemble. Quinn/Rachel, Brittany/Santana, Mike/Tina | Some of them survived the first fifty-eight days of the zombie apocalypse. Some of them didn’t. But maybe happy endings are just stories that aren’t finished yet. Sequel to “Better Run, Outrun My Gun.”
Down and Out Here in Paradise (3/?, R) ★ by miggy | Ensemble | Zombies. No, really. Zombies.
(This is) How the World Ends (2/2, R) by scheibecat | Jesse/Rachel | New Directions is in NYC watching Vocal Adreanline compete in nationals when a virus devastates the city.
Just Like Last Tuesday (Except With Zombies) (15/15, PG-13) ★ by angel-dawes | Puck, Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Kurt. Puck/Rachel, Finn/Quinn. Ensemble | Lima is infested with zombies, and McKinley High's glee club, along with guest judge Emma Pillsbury, hole up inside the school to combat the blood-thirsty hordes.
Keep Very Quiet (And Cling To My Mouth) (4/4, PG-13) ★ by abc-mino | Santana. Santana/Brittany, Santana/Quinn, Ensemble. | They don’t sing for pleasure anymore. They haven’t done since the corridors had run riot.
Nothing Stays The Same (Till the World Ends) (Parts 1-3, PG-13) by random_flores | Santana/Rachel, Finn, Puck | Just another Zombieverse AU in which Santana and Rachel lose everything, but find each other.
Say Good-bye to this Heart of Mine (4/4) | It's her and Rachel Berry against the fucking world.
Lovers in a Dangerous Time (2/2) | The feeling that's begun to spread is so fragile Rachel doesn't want to name it, not at first. But as time has passed, days have fallen into months, she recognizes it as hope.
The Memories We Make (1/1) | Three Years. Three Christmases in a Zombie-infested world.
They Only Want You For Your Brains (4/4, PG-13) ★ by mothergoddamn & rebness | Blaine/Kurt, Rachel/Finn, Puck and Quinn | The Glee kids have a new challenge in the horizon. A shuffling, angry, zombie challenge.
Pairing: oh goodness, there's a bunch, but in this just puckleberry
Rating: T
Word Count: 870
Summary: Survival is the only goal.
Author’s Notes: hey, everybody's got to do zombie fic at some point, right? I feel really bad that I haven't done anything relatively quality since like, ever, so I'm giving you guys a sample of my zombie fic! Title from "The End of the World" by Ingrid Michaelson, but like I said, it's a working title. (Completely un beta’d, so all mistakes are mine.)
The first sign that the end of the world was upon them was the flies. They seemed to be everywhere – crawling along bathroom mirrors, zipping past their heads as they tried to escape the heat in their homes, landing in the most inconvenient places at the dinner table – but nobody paid much attention to them. It was summer, one of the hotter ones, and the bug population had grown. At least, that’s what they told themselves. What no one seemed to realize was that flies swarmed around the decaying, and more often than not, announced their presence. In the Bible, the plague of flies was closely followed by the plague of pestilence – that was, a plague that wiped out the Egyptian’s cattle.
It was August 17th, three weeks before school was set to start again, when Rachel Berry awoke in her room to complete silence. Not the comforting quiet of a home, where no one speaks except the machines, but utter and still silence. The hum of the air conditioning, the buzzing of the refrigerator, all of the things that made up the cacophony of life were gone, lifting the hairs on the back of her neck. She slid out of bed, her feet padding against the plush carpet muffled by the pounding of her heart, and reached for her door.
Opening it, she poked her head out, calling out quietly, “Dad? Papa?” The quiet that answered her only served to heighten her chills. Despite the fact it was a sweltering 90 degrees in Lima that day, Rachel felt frozen to her core. If she had known what she was getting herself into, she would have turned around and gotten dressed. Pink silk pajamas aren’t the uniform of one fighting off the apocalypse, but then, Rachel had no idea what she was getting herself into.
Nobody did.
The brunette stepped into the hallway of her home, shivering as her feet hit the cold tile. Again, she tried calling out to her fathers, but there was no answer. Any other morning, she wouldn’t have been alarmed; often they were out to work or on errands when she woke, but there was something about this morning that made her particularly wary. Attempting to hold her chin high, Rachel stepped into her living room, worry wrinkling her forehead.
“Where are you?” she murmured, searching the coffee table and piano for the note her fathers always left behind. There was none. Later on, she would claim this as the second sign that something was terribly, terribly wrong. The first was that breakfast wasn’t greeting her.
The third was crawling across the floor.
A creaking groan from behind her caused Rachel to whirl around, the scream catching in her throat. The thing lifted its decrepit hand, flesh dripping off it like a melted wax candle, its face destroyed by rot. Groaning again, it swiped at Rachel, causing her to whimper for her life and jump back. Bile rose in her throat, but she pushed it down, replacing it instead with a scream. She didn’t know what was going on, but she knew that the thing slowly but surely making its way toward her held a strange resemblance to her papa. If she didn’t get out of there now, she would learn things that she didn’t want confirmed. Turning, she swiped her dad’s keys out of the bowl on the counter, still emitting whimpers and small cries of fear. Not glancing back at the creature that was leaving behind a sticky trail of blood and something else Rachel didn’t want to identify, she sprinted toward the front door, not even bothering to put on shoes. She fled to her dad’s car, unlocking it clumsily and hastily checking the backseat, able to gather enough sense to remember the rules from that ridiculous horror movie Finn had her watch once. This time, the scream didn’t catch in her throat. She released it, loud and high and blood-curdling, at the sight of the half-formed, half-eaten face that stared back at her with hunger in its eyes and blood on its teeth.
“Get down!” A muffled voice from outside of the car shouted at her, and for the first time in her life, Rachel did as she was told without hesitation. Pressing herself against the seat, she buried her head in her hands and sobbed, screaming again as a loud gunshot shattered glass around her, and caused her car mate to groan loudly in pain, cutting off with a disgusting gurgle. When she heard the body thump against the backseat, she whimpered as she sat up, some of the shards of glass sliding off her back. Looking out the now destroyed windshield, she stared the barrel of a gun. Still trembling as it was lowered, Rachel immediately recognized the owner.
“You gonna thank me or what, Berry?” If she hadn’t been so terrified, she might have actually been grateful to see the smirking face of Noah Puckerman, spinning his gun cockily. Instead, she just sank against the seat, exhaling shakily.
“Thanks,” she squeaked, and he laughed, opening the door to the driver’s side of the car.
