Killjoys Histoires

This story is about (y/n), an agent operating under the codename 'Iris'. After being sent onto a suicide mission she has to face her past and the people she once held so dear. A conflict about one's true self and the choice of saving a world. ps.: the first couple of chapters are pretty meh but I promise it gets better. It's been over a year that I've been writing this afterall. Credits for the Cover go to myself lol [ Current total word count: ≈ 50k ]

"A ginger! I'm finally a ginger!.. Thought it would be more exciting, honestly." Doctor!Gerard Companion!Frank A fun concept I wanted to explore :) I also love band/show crossovers.

KJ's robotics malfunctioning on a recent mission has led her to letting her team down and feeling like a failure. She believes a new threat is coming to Valorant, but her teammates are skeptical with her claims. She is set on figuring out who is messing with her devices with an aim to secretly prove to herself and others she is the superior genius than this unknown threat. Raze, missing KJ's quality time due to her current fixation, chips in to play along with KJ on her journey. They start to realize that maybe friendship is not a strong enough term to explain how they feel and act towards each other.

Gerard is an abomination. At least he thinks he is. He hates the way his hair looks. He hates his voice. He hates his severe anxiety attacks. He just simply hates himself. That is until a shy boy named Frank comes into his life and turns everything upside down.

When the Faraday Patrol first hears of the Demolition Derby, they immediately sign up to compete, hoping to beat the current champions, the Killjoys. But what they don't know is that amidst all the chaos on the Motorway, trouble is stirring elsewhere. Set in the Californian Desert in 2019, 'The Faraday Patrol' is a story about the adventures of said group in a dystopian universe. Story by @alliewayy and @nicotheoctopus Proof-read/edited by @stoplightglow We do not own the rights to the Killjoys characters and the Danger Days universe. Story also inspired by 'Party Games' by @angeleyes-demonsoul on WattPad.

gerard meets lynz on tour at projekt revolution and immediately falls in love . . . he's met her before but will this time be any different? (NO FRERARD) requests are open!

this is just a random oneshot book, but platonic i don't usually see a lot of platonic of the members so i wanted to make this!! Request are open

[[ Doctor Death Defying's voice crackled over the radio, "That ball of burning gas in the sky's come to laugh at us again. Time for another day of fighting the radiation and pushing back the corporation. All you killjoys listen up out there, cuz this is true as the sky is blue! The zones are gonna be clappin today but you'll send em packin! Keep your radios rockin and your motors rollin cuz this'll be one shiny ride!" ]] Clockwork Candy lives in the zones with the notorious Doctor Death Defying, itching to join the Killjoy cause in action but being held back for certain reasons. When a young girl named Gracie crashes into the Killjoys and Candy's lives it will end up turning everything on it's head. In the universe from Danger Days album from My Chemical Romance, this story takes place before Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) and also after Sing. Find out how Gracie bonds with the boys and also what happens after a devastating rescue mission to save this precious girl in this fanfiction using new characters created by the author. Enjoy!

Viper Fang ran away from her home when she was sixteen to become a Killjoy. She runs into some friends along the way. CAUTION: UNDER EDITING AND I AM REPOSTING THIS SOMETIME AFTER I FINISH EDITING

"what about the deserts?" "those are the badlands. we don't go there." 🏚 votes & comments appreciated 🏚 cover by @blurrywhisperer 🏚 © _ghostinthemachine_

Two test subjects escape the clutches of Batter City with nothing but the clothes on their backs and the bruises on their skin. Dr. Death Defying finds and places them with the Fabulous Killjoys. Party Poison and Kobra Kid are not too happy. So they make it their mission to make the new team mates feel right at hell.

JUST A MCR FIC BASICALLY

Gerard není běžný tennager, sám ani neví, jak přišel na tento svět, někdy lituje a někdy zase naopak.

It's been more than three years since their breakup. It was supposed to be the right decision and the best for all the members of My Chemical Romance although they were conscious of all the pain they would inevitably cause to thousands of people. But it wasn't like that. There's somebody for who that end that would bring many new chances became an endless agony and a chocking guilty sensation so far. Apart from how much he misses him. What if he could go back? What if all of that had never happened?

The Zones. A final resting place. The home of the Killjoys. And the closest thing to home she had. ((Danger Days AU fic. Ger-Z.))

Sequel to Korse's Daughter so I seriously suggest you read that first otherwise you'll be so confused XD. Will Party Poison ever see her again? She walked out three years ago. She's been living a lie most of her life. She feels unwanted and to top it all off she has Party Poison's kids. He never stopped looking, he cried himself to sleep most nights and drank to numb away the pain. Fun Ghoul was in a worser state than Party Poison. Fun Ghoul was suicidal and claims he loves her.. With a love triangle no one's going to be happy. What would happen if they 'accidentally'? Reunited or separated again? Read to find out. (I suck at descriptions so sorry :/)

What is a life without chaos? What is a life without an imperfection? A life with no rules, a life that could be lived freely. These are those rules of life.

During the Helium Wars, America fell, its surviving citizens forced to live in slums and live under fear of death every day. And then came Better Living Industries, restoring cities to their former glory. The story focuses on a girl, simply doing her best to survive and adjust, and find out where she stands in a divided black and white, and colorful, world.