Truelivesofthefabulouskilljoys Stories

Frank didn't even know. He got so lost in his own thoughts and in his own head sometimes that he didn't even notice the Dracs sneak up on him. All he felt was the sting and the burn and the absolutely searing pain of white-hot heat from the ray gun hitting him right between the shoulder blades. It must have been new BLI technology because it didn't even ghost him. He wished it would have. 7.5k words

x Reader imagines/preferences ***REQUESTS ARE OPEN***..but they might suck.. MOSTLY GERARD AND FRANK, BUT WILL DO MIKEY AND RAY

"You're weak" smiled Korse as he kicked Party Poison in the side. Pain shot through his body and he couldn't do anything but lay there. Poison was defeated. He looked up to see a white ray gun pointed at his head. "Keep Running" hummed the villain and like that, Korse and his dracs were gone-and so was the girl. {~Rated PG-13 as this story contains strong language and some violence..Enjoy!~}

I DO NOT OWN MCR OR DANGER DAYS TRUE LIVES OF THE FABULOUS KILLJOYS I don't know if the title will be staying like that or not, so for now it is just that, might change it later if I think of something else

(Final for creative writing 2021) Based of Gerard Way's The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys Cover art is not mine.

"Don't call me Baby. I'm just here to do an interview." . . After the rise of Better Living Industries, and the damages created by the Analog Wars, the desert region outside of what used to be Los Angeles is now a habitat for colorful rebels who refuse to conform to the deadly corporation. Told out of the point of view of a young journalist named Billy, the wrath of dangerous gangs and faith in the wrong people shines through the Zones like a wild fire. From harmless outcast to wanted criminal, Billy figures out just how hazardous her desert home can truly be, and not because of B.L.I.

Dart Petal would not describe her life in Battery City as great, and she wouldn't call her life as a Killjoy any better. Being a Killjoy means making friends you know you could be burying at any second and sticking with her family means sticking to vulnerability. No matter how much you try to protect it, everything has its weak spot, an Achilles heel. And when BL/Ind hits that crack, how is she to fix it on her own? Motorbabies hear stories of the Fabulous Four on the radio and think they're heroes, but when this Killjoy finally meets the desert's "royalty", she learns the most valuable lesson to know out here. And fighting, of course. That's important too. --------------- I have not written a fic on Wattpad in years, so bear with me. (Then again, I do post on Ao3, but even then, it's been months.) I also never wrote an OC insert story before, let alone OC x character, so please give me advice if you have any. I wish to improve. This is an OC x Kobra Kid fic, btw. If you couldn't tell by the cover somehow... Characters do not belong to me, this is a fanfiction. All characters, except for select few, belong to Gerard Way, Shaun Simon, and Becky Cloonan. This is based off the comic series "True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys", and will include aspects of the "California" volume and "National Anthem" volume.

This is many stories . The story of the vigilantes who fought for freedom. And the story of the man who spent years searching for them. This is the story of a girl who decided to trust in someone despite his past and of how she payed the ultimate price. This is the story of the killjoys.

the fabulous 4 huddle together for warmth after the heater stops working in the diner one night. note: in my version, lucky star (she/her) replaces kobra kid. i don't own anyone but lucky star, my OC. her and party poison have a bit of an enemies to lovers things happening right now... enjoy!

KILLJOY VERSE BABY!!!!!!!!

(Book #1 of the Danger Trilogy) ::COMPLETED:: "Racing shadows in the moonlight, through the desert on a hot night, and for a second there we'd won, yeah, we were innocent and young." ::Miss Atomic Bomb- The Killers:: I didn't want to be an outlaw. Mind you, I didn't want to belong to Better Living Industries either. All I wanted was to belong somewhere. ||Based off of the True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys comic by Gerard Way, and the Danger Days album by My Chemical Romance.||

(Book #3 of the Danger Trilogies) ::COMPLETED:: "When they poured across the border, I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do. I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often, I've lost my wife and children, but I have many friends, and some of them are with me." ::The Partisan-Leonard Cohan:: A whole new city, and a new kind of enemy. A bus full of strangers with a promise. A vow to save my friends. Things certainly have changed for me. ||Based off of the Danger Days album by My Chemical Romance, and The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys by Gerard Way.||

"Do you, Astrid Landon, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for as long as you both shall live?" This is it, Astrid, The moment of truth. Oh god, I never thought I could feel this nauseous. Do I really want to marry this man? I mean, I could stop this... It is a fake marriage. "I..." I begin, he's staring at me, with those pleading puppy dog eyes. "I do." He owes me big time.

Keep your boots tight, Keep your gun close, And die with your mask on if you've got to. Here is the traffic...

Pretty much what the title says; this is a collection of drawings that I've done, some art from comics that I like and some are just original drawings.

The Fabulous Four work seamlessly. They're good at what they do, extracting and creating and bombing and stealing from Better Living Industries, keeping the desert's group of killjoys alive. At least, they were. Until someone had a shot too many, in more ways than one. And they don't know how to fix whatever the hell broke them in the first place, not without interventions and yelling and empty threats that evolve back into something a little less than normal.

(Art isn't mine!!) One firefight gone wrong. That's all it takes for someone's life to fall apart, right in front of them. And it happens to everyone eventually, they don't dodge in time, don't hear the drac sneaking up behind them. But they all find peace with the Witch. But Fun Ghoul-- he wasn't dead. Not physically, anyways. He was taken. And Party Poison, having the savior complex they do, can't help but try to save them. Which went about as great as you'd expect considering they went alone. (Kobra Kid, Jet Star and the Girl aren't very relevant because I'm bad at writing characters in) Started: 10/4/20 Ended: 11/29/20 Updated every Sunday (and sometimes in the middle of the week when I'm bored) #2 in Funpoison tag as of 11/23/20 :DD #2 in truelivesofthefabulouskilljoys tag as of 12/23/20 tyyy :DDDD I don't think I'm that good a writer and if you know me irl and aren't the one friend I told about this you didn't see this and I don't exist anymore so !THE FABULOUS FOUR ARE NOT MCR IM MAKING THAT CLEAR NOW I JUST CAN'T COME UP WITH ANY NAMES I LIKE FOR THEIR CITY NAMES!

(Book #2 of the Danger Trilogy) :: COMPLETED:: "Well, I've got a fever, a non-believer, I'm in a state of grace. For I am the seizer, I'm gonna seize the day." :: Peacemaker- Green Day:: Seven years had passed since the fabulous four were slaughtered. Seven years without Party Poison. But somehow, in the back of my lonely head, I knew that I hadn't seen the last of him, and I knew that I hadn't seen the last of my home. ||Based off of the Danger Days album by My Chemical Romance, and The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys by Gerard Way.||