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It’s 104% okay to come to your DM and just say, “Hi, can we be friends?” And then start asking you random questions.

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Killjoysona comic doodle :33

#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #mcr #art #danger days #killjoysona #ddttlotfk #ttlotfk #ink drawing #comic

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If all dogs go to heaven

And all dames ache for Daniel Day

Fuck with me darling

And I'll make you pay

#watchmen #danror #rorschach #night owl #daniel drieberg #these gays are trying to murder me #art #fan art #traditional art #ink drawing #Spotify

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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My friend's Gerard Way variants

#gerard way #mcr #happy birthday gerard

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HAPPY BIRTH GERARD WAY!!!!!

#gerard way #mcr #my chemical romance #happy birthday #i know that the doodles are visible on the otherside shhhhh

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inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.

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Moodboard for my Killjoy Oc Sea Creep :)

#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #danger days #killjoys oc #oc moodboard #mcr

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Killjoy Oc Doodles :))

#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #danger days #killjoys oc #killjoys fanart

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys - My Chemical Romance (Album) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Fun Ghoul/Jet Star (Danger Days), Fun Ghoul & Jet Star & Kobra Kid & Motorbaby & Party Poison (Danger Days) Characters: Jet Star (Danger Days), Party Poison (Danger Days), Fun Ghoul (Danger Days), Kobra Kid (Danger Days), The Girl (Fabulous Killjoys), Original Male Killjoy Character(s) (Danger Days), Original Characters Additional Tags: Running Away, Canon-Typical Violence, He/Him and She/Her and They/Them Pronouns for Jet Star (Danger Days), Siblings Kobra Kid and Party Poison (Danger Days), Trans Fun Ghoul (Danger Days), Trans Kobra Kid (Danger Days), Original Character(s), The Fabulous Killjoys (Danger Days) Are Not MCR, The Phoenix Witch - Freeform Summary:

When Jet gets a vision from The Phoenix Witch, she knows she has to save their family and get them out of the desert. They need to go somewhere cool, somewhere safe for The Girl. They need to go home. But will home still be there when they get back? OR The Phoenix Witch decided to pick favorites and now the Killjoys are going up to the coast and living a happy life together because I said so, okay??

#danger days #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #danger days fanfic #jet star #kobra kid #fun ghoul #party poison

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omg dude no way our fics have the same title.... it's a good name huh lmfao -cj pocketknifeprayers2

:0000 dude that's awesome, you should dm the fic 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

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I'm in the screen :D

#art #doodle

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Deer in the Headlights

Killjoys fanfic in which the trans am is a tad bit haunted and Ghoul almost gets flattened.

(fic under the cut as well :3)

If you had told Ghoul that he would be spending his evening getting chased by his own car, he would have thought you were a wave head. The trans am would never do something like that, it loved him!

As he narrowly dodged the roaring car, he was beginning to think he’d been getting too much sun himself.

He hit the ground hard and rolled. The dust on the road clung heavily to his jacket and he sighed inwardly. That was going to take at least three good washes to come out.

In the distance, he heard his friends shouting and swearing over the revving engine. He poked his head up just in time to see them all dive, Jet grabbing the Girl as he tumbled to the ground. He was up and running before the dust had even settled. He felt a spike of pain in his leg and silently prayed it wasn’t too fucked.

He watched the trans am carefully, trying to move as quickly as he could before it made its return trip. As he ran, he thought back on how ridiculous the whole situation was.

It had started that morning when the Girl said that she saw someone in the trans am, someone she had never seen before, someone with spikey black hair and a cloud for a face. Then the engine had flipped on, and it had been all downhill from there. They’d spent all day tracking down the car, asking multiple wave heads and killjoys if they’d seen it and walking all over the zones. Now the sun was down and they’d found what they were looking for barreling at them at light speed. Ghoul only hoped whoever was driving it hadn’t refilled the tank.

As if to answer his prayer, the car drifted around with an ear-piercing shriek and blinked its headlights at him.

Ghoul froze, standing like a deer in the headlights as Party and Jet screamed for him to move. But he couldn’t. There was something in the car looking at him and it had him pinned. It was making him shake, and he never shook. He needed to know what this thing was.

The car sped up, rocketing down the road so fast the tires seemed to shake and shudder on the pavement. Ghoul furrowed his brow and held out his hands. The car didn’t slow down. Kobra yelled something next to him, but he couldn’t have heard it if he wanted to. The engine was too loud. The trans am was halfway to him now. Ghoul closed his eyes and waited.

Nothing. No big bang, no white light, not even any pain. Ghoul stood still in confusion. Then he peeked an eye open to look at what he was sure was probably hell.

No flames. Just an old, battered car slowly squeaking to a stop an inch from his foot.

“Ho-ly shit.” Party whispered from the ground.

Ghoul stared open mouthed into the windshield. Whoever the Girl had seen earlier, they were definitely in there now. As the door opened and a bare foot stepped out Ghoul fumbled for his blaster. The next thing he noticed was the hair. It was black as night and spiked to the stars, like someone had taken a full can of hairspray and teased the hell out of it. Their face wasn’t a cloud like the Girl had described, but it was covered by an intricate, beaked mask.

If Ghoul’s mouth was any more open, it’d probably be filled with desert dust.

“The Phoenix Witch…” He heard Jet whisper.

No, no way. The Phoenix Witch wasn’t real, she was a fantasy, a bedtime story to help the little zone rats process the crazy amount of death they saw on the daily! And yet…

“Sorry about the car, guys.” Her voice was rough but cleansing, like a cat's tongue. “Had a friend who needed a ride.”

Ghoul’s eye twitched. “I-what?” He stammered. The Phoenix Witch tilted her head and made a gesture at the car. A ghostly head popped out of the sunroof and Ghoul stumbled back with a shout.

The ghost cringed and circled their fist across their chest. Sorry. Ghoul recognized the sign. He hesitated before shaking his head and glancing to his friends, who he was glad to see were just as befuddled as him.

“No, it’s fine, sorry, just… What?”

The Phoenix Witch shrugged as the ghost slid out of the car behind her. “It was their last wish.” She said matter-of-factly, “I had to grant it.” She glanced at the car and sighed. Ghoul’s heart sank as he followed her gaze to the scratches littering the side of the trans am.

“Shit,” she whistled, “I didn’t even realize we hit anything. Did you?” The ghost shook their head adamantly and held up their hands. She tsked and walked up to the trans am, laying her hand on the scratches. She wiped her hand across the surface gently and muttered something Ghoul couldn’t quite catch. When she pulled her hand away, the scratches were barely visible.

She looked over her handy work and hummed. “Sorry, I’m a bit rusty.” She said. Ghoul shook his head. She tilted her head and he could feel her gaze on him, boring deep into his chest. His eyes darted to the ground, but he could still feel the holes she was burning. He felt a strong cold flash, and suddenly it was over. He glanced up and saw her walking away, the ghost following quickly behind. They looked back and grinned at Ghoul, tapping their hand to their chin and pulling it away.

Thank you.

Ghoul gave a small, confused smile and pinched his fingers together, waving them back and forth before making hooked peace signs and twisting them.

No problem.

Then a cloud of dust blew in front of them, and they were gone.

The lights in the trans am clicked off, and the killjoys were left alone in the dark, blue desert. None of them talked for a long time.

“What the fuck was that.” Party hissed eventually.

Ghoul hesitated. Then he shrugged and headed towards the car. “Something way beyond us, man, that’s for sure.” He said as he slid into the driver's seat.

The others looked at him in shock before slowly starting towards the trans am. Ghoul chuckled and brushed a candy wrapper off the dash.

At least they had the car back, right?

#fanfic #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #fun ghoul #party poison #kobra kid #jet star #the girl #the trans am (danger days) #phoenix witch

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Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

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have you ever read a fanfic so good that you wanted to write a fanfic about that fanfic, but was too shy / too intimidated to ask for the author’s permission and too afraid that your writing wouldn’t be half as good as theirs and that it would be an insult to their work that was basically a literal masterpiece, so you just sat there fantasizing about their work and how beautiful it was and how you wished you could just eat it and how you wished canon could write your blorbos half as good as this writer did and how you just wanted to cry because you just loved that fic so much????

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In honor of our day of sorrows (march 22nd), have a demolition lovers doodle :3

#mcr #my chemical romance #mcr fanart

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I had an idea, capcut, and a dream. Enjoy