K/j/n goes out into the desert on her motorcycle for a quick mission but what happens when she runs into the fabulous killjoys? What crazy quirky antics are they gonna get up too? Find out in this totally epicly radical story K so I wanna let you guys know before anyone freaks out, Twinkies is referring to the yummy hostess snack, reader lives in an abandoned Twinkie factory, and y'know Twinkies 'can't go bad' so Twinkies Never Die! Like the killjoys! Get it? I hope so...

Just your average killjoy story

Sequel to "I'll Kiss Your Lips Again" I'm back bitches and I'm better than ever. The story isn't over yet, not even close. This book starts right after the end of the first book. They have just managed to escape the house they have grown to love together and are being forced to fight for their precious lives. The only have one shot to save themselves, and the entirety of the world they're living in.

It was supposed to be just a night out with your friends. Little did you know, this would be the most important night of your life. Your one, impulsive mistake would become the key to your new life, your new family. Who knew? 💙💜💙💜💙💜💙💜 This is my first fanfic ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I hope you like it!! << I don't own anything except for my writing :D >>

(I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS IN SEVENTH GRADE SO PLEASE BEAR WITH THIS) (Written in 2016) You are a lone killjoy who met a random guy who turns out to be a killjoy too. Is it possible you two will find love? Warning: this was my first ever fanfic so it's complete shit and cringe

Dance wants to feel safe, she always has since Bl/ind took over. He can make her feel safe, as long as she can trust him. Fighting, falling, screaming and fear, but most important of all, him. Party. The one to save her from the black and hopeless feeling..

Due to weather you and party poison are trapped together and alone. You can't stand each other. It's a miracle neither of you died the first day. All in all, it really isn't your week

You're a lone killjoy, just trying to live your life. You meet up with the Fab Four and you and Party Poison immediately clash. You don't get along. You hate him with your entire soul. Right? (Reader has they/them pronouns bc i have they/them pronouns.)