#killjoys fic

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HERE WE ARE !!!! another new part to the Bad Kind of Luck series...

Devil's Own Luck <3

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Poison finds a distorted reflection of himself in a wannabe rockstar, a smoky bar, and the desert sunrise.

Featuring roadtrips, drug trips, elderly nudists, explosions, and benders. Who ever needed hope, anyway?

Read Close Your Eyes and You'll See (the Angel Dust) by circuitfever HERE | @circuitfever

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guess who finally had time to update their killjoys fic 🎉 i missed them lmao

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 3/? Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Okay finally chapter 3 of this is up!!  The link is wonky and takes you to chapter 1 still but I promise there are three of them now.  Anyways I see this chapter as a hurdle from “not that much happening” to “oh stuff it actually happening”.  There’ll be longer chapters from here on out probably.  Okay that is all :-)

[chickenlessbonewing]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Relationships:

Fun Ghoul/Party Poison (Danger Days), Frank Iero/Gerard Way

Additional Tags:

Slow Burn, Medical Trauma, Medical Experimentation, Medical Torture, Memory Loss, Brain Surgery, Scars, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Speech Disorders, Stuttering, Hurt/Comfort, Seizures, Headaches & Migraines, hurt fun ghoul, First Kiss, First Time, protective Party Poison, Sharing a Bed

Summary:

"Dangerous thing, a name. Someone might catch hold of you by it, mightn't they?"

- Richard Adams, The Plague Dogs

Party Poison finds a stray and brings him home.

Complete, 9772 words

This started as a vent fic and while I do think it can be read as a stand alone, I am working on a MUCH longer follow up from Ghoul's perspective. Idk when it will be finished because I'm juggling like, 12 different fics right now, but it's one of the ones that's easier to write for so, hopefully this year.

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and here’s the dangerdays!fic rec absolutely nobody asked for. just a warning, all of these ships are paryghoul, jetkid, and peterick (the names vary), and ryden. there shouldn’t be too much smut, but as it is the killjoy!verse, heed the tags, they almost all deal with very heavy subject matters.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8293238/chapters/18996830

We’re All Just Born To Descend/ The Descend!verse by corruptedkid

111k+ words/11 chapters (completed)

it’s so so so sooo good dude. it revolved around pp being brainwashed by better living, then he meets pete wentz and brendon. they basically try to take over better living after that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8097178/chapters/18555280

I believe We’re The Enemy by Test_Subject_306

104+k words/39 chapters (completed)

i genuinely can’t remember the plot to this one, but i remember absolutely loving it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2492540

There’s A War We Can’t Ignore/Love In The Middle of a Firefight!verse by personalized_radio

42k+ words/1 chapter (completed)

there’s like 7 different installments, but the overall plot line is the emo trinity fight against better living, pete and patrick are slightly possessed (peterick btw), frank has multiple personalities, and it’s just so so sooooo good

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22020808/chapters/52551100

Just For a Week by kriptedkat

37k+ words/9 chapters (completed)

holy shit guys, i did it, i found the sole danger days!fluff fic. it’s how the killjoys happened to adopt the Girl, it’s so cute???

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21329092/chapters/50797267

Graffiti On Your Grave by Honestmouse

140k+ words/20 chapters (completed)

how the Youngblood faction saves the killjoys after their bitter defeat in the Better Livings HQ. also i can’t recommend highly enough to check out the writer’s (Honestmouse) other killjoy works, so good???

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13993032/chapters/32220606

In The End (I’d Do It All Again) by Honestmouse

23k+ words/10 chapters (completed)

This is basically how the killjoys met and became friends with fall out boy, this is also by Honestmouse. sooooo good

add more if you want!

obviously click the links to get to the fics/read the actual summaries, you will not be disappointed i assure you

@itwontstoptillwesurrounded @emoswillrisetosave2020 ily guys

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"Drugs, gimme drugs."

They were still suffering from the withdrawal. The effects of the pills that the scientists of battery city put in for the sole reason of fucking you up the second you tried to deviate.

It’s the second challenge most killjoys face. The first is surviving their first day.

Party had it worst. They had always been the loudest and the brightest, the biggest threat to their perfect world. They had the highest dosage they could give to someone so young- no older than 14. Kobra had always had the same fire, though he produced less noise and smoke to alarm their teachers and parents.

They’d been free for a week. One week of sunburn and dehydration and uncontrollable shakes and cold sweat and running and falling and barely surviving. They were still in the clothes they had left home in, except from the boots and jacket they had torn from a bodybag, clinging to them like a ghost. It was midday, hiding out by a long dead tree- like it would help. Party- though they did not have that name yet- finally broke, the sun evaporiting the last of his fight. Kobra had closed his eyes for a second, trying to encourage what little moisture he had to stop the burning feeling searing his eyes. Party’s head fell against him, breathing more shallow than ever.

He screamed his throat hoarse before anyone came- he was always far skinnier than them, far far weaker. There was no way they could carry them. He was 12. They had run out of water yesterday.

A small crew, In the nicest brightest car Kobra had ever seen pulled up, their colours filling him with hope.

The killjoys gave them food and water- brought party back. They only asked one thing from Kobra in return for letting them crash at their building until their shakes had died down.

Go to the market. Sell the mix of BLI and zone made drugs- give them the money, and accept the bonus of a few of them for him and his sibling.

Kobra knew he should have taken their chances without.

If he hadn’t he would be able to hear the opening lyrics to that song without sending a prayer to the witch and a apology to party with a guilt that made his heart feel like it would stop.

Party doesn’t hold it against him.

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Killjoys Fic: Breaking Promises

Title: Breaking Promises Fandom: Killjoys Rating: General Audience Pairings/Characters: Johnny Jaqobis, Dutch, Lucy Summary: Johnny's and Dutch talk about the future after Cherchez la Bitch. Timeline: post-5x07 "Cherchez la Bitch" Word Count: 442 Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Temple Street Productions. Betas: This is unbetaed. All mistakes are mine. Author's Note 1: This is a gift for my dear shanachie in honor of her birthday.

Or read on AO3.

Johnny leaned against the door of Dutch's room, silently watching her sharpen her favorite knife.

Without looking up, Dutch said, "Lucy might get jealous if you keep staring at me like that."

"Lucy knows better than that," Johnny said, running a hand along the door frame before stepping into the room. "Came to tell you the deal's off."

Dutch smiled knowingly as she set aside the knife and whetstone. "Yeah, had a feeling you'd say that."

"You won't mind me sticking around, then, after this is all over?" Johnny pressed.

"Life with Johnny Jaqobis is always better than life without him," Dutch said. "I speak from personal experience."

"Even though you're with D'av this time?"

"As much as I care for D'av, you two occupy very different spaces in my heart," Dutch reminded him.

"Damn The Lady for blurring that line," Johnny muttered.

Dutch's face twisted in disgust. "I second that."

"Do you think D'av will freak out again when he hears that I'm staying?" Johnny asked. "He was weirdly jealous after we got our memories back."

"I think that I finally convinced him that there are no lingering romantic feelings between you and I," Dutch said, running her hands down her body suggestively. 

"Eew, stop, please," Johnny begged. "I do not need those visuals. Again."

Dutch laughed. 

"Besides, how could he fault you for wanting to remain with the mother of your child," she teased.

"Not you, too," Johnny groaned, flopping down on the bed on his back. 

Dutch slid up the bed so that she was lying next to him. "You've got to admit that Newcy is rather childlike."

"As any new AI would be," Johnny said, defensively. "Like any intelligent being, she needs to learn."

"Exactly, and who better to teach her than her mummy and daddy," Dutch needled, poking him in the side with her fingertips.

"Stop it," he laughed, rolling over onto his side so that they were face to face. Soberly, he said, "I can't leave her again. Not yet."

"I would never ask you to," Dutch promised. "I only suggested the one-year because you were hurting. I knew that you couldn't be on this ship without Lucy, and so I was giving you a way to avoid that pain. With Lucy restored, there's no need for you to go off on your own."

"I couldn't agree with you more," Lucy said.

Johnny looked at the ceiling. "Was wondering if you were eavesdropping."

"You know that I always am," Lucy responded. 

"That's not creepy at all," Johnny muttered under his breath to Dutch, who nodded her agreement. 

"Don't worry, girls, I'm home to stay," Johnny promised.