#killjoy imagine

Fandom: VALORANT

Characters: all

this was inspired by Viper and her goats, goodnight :D if i missed anyone let me know! to sova anon: i am working on the request right now :)

Pairing:  Klara Böhringer x reader

Characters: Klara Böhringer

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 411

Author: Aaron

Summary: Three times Party Poison thought he was in love and one time he knew

Folklore Masterlist

A/N - You know the drill, Y/KJ/N means Your Killjoy Name ect. It's been a minute since I read a killjoy fic so if I get some of the terminology wrong, ✨sorry✨ Hope you enjoy :)

Requested by: @starshineandbooks

I'm a mirrorball / I'll show you every version of yourself tonight // Hush / When no one is around, my dear / You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes / Spinning in my highest heels, love / Shining just for you / Hush / I know they said the end is near

Mirrorball - Taylor Swift

One

The first time Party Poison thought he might be in love, it was late at night.

The fab Four were at Dr Death's with a few other Killjoys trading supplies.

Y/KJ/N had been staying with them at the diner for a while - after their crew were killed by Dracs and they'd found them wandering aimlessly near the diner.

Since then Party and Y/KJ/N had become close, enjoying each other's company in the downtime between missions.

The idea that maybe he wanted more than a friendship struck him as Y/KJ/N talked with a lilac haired killjoy he knew as Felony Steve. Party didn't particularly trust the other man, but he felt something more as he watched Y/KJ/N talk to him.

Not jealousy exactly just... He wanted to be the one making them smile. Felony was showing them how to make paper stars out of the wrapper of a Power Pup can, and they looked happier than Party had ever seen them.

He wanted to make them smile like that. And he had a suspicion as to why.

Two

It was around three AM, and Party couldn't sleep.

He pulled his jacket on and shuffled around the diner, moving towards the patch of moonlight that shone though onto the floor from the slightly open front door.

Through the gap he could see Y/KJ/N sat on the porch, so he quietly opened the door and sat down beside them.

They didn't really acknowledge his presence at first, but after a few minutes - and with a quiet sigh - they lent their head on his shoulder.

"Carbon for your thoughts?" he murmured, unsure how awake they really were but concerned for his friend.

"How long have you got?" They joked half heartedly, and he could feel them smiling a little against him, "I just... Do you sometimes wish you'd never left Battery City? Never figured out how fucked up it all was? Cuz don't get me wrong, out here I feel like me but... It takes so much effort. We have to be strong all the time and constantly on edge because we could die any minute and, I don't know... Sometimes I wish I just didn't work out what was going on... I'm so tired Party."

They pulled away from him a little then, and he missed the feeling of their warmth in the cold desert night.

"I get it," he turned towards them, resting his head against the wall he was leaning on, "things were easier when you could just believe what you were told... But we get to dye our hair cool colours here." He smirked, and Y/KJ/N knodded sleepily. "C'mon, let's get back to bed you... You can sleep in mine if you want the company?" he asked tentatively, helping them up from the dusty porch.

"That'd be nice. I have less bad thoughts when I'm around you." They told him absentmindedly, half asleep and leaning against him as he wrapped his arm around them and they shuffled back inside.

Three

Kobra Kid, Jet Star, Fun Ghoul and The Girl were at Dr Death's, so Party Poison was sat on the floor of the diner with Y/KJ/N sorting through some boxes of contraband they'd stolen from BLInd a few days earlier.

Every so often they'd come across something they wanted to keep, the rest was put in a pile to be given away, and they showed each other the interesting things they'd found.

Party wasn't really paying attention, until he heard a clack on the floor and looked up to see Y/KJ/N wearing a sparkling pair of high heels, holding onto the counter unsteadily.

Getting up to help them, they grinned as they grabbed onto his arms and wobbled towards him.

"Y'know, I think you should put on that top hat we found earlier and dance with me." they said as they regained their balence, "I think it'd fit with that record we just dug up, it looked jazzy."

And how could he say no?

So they danced in the golden light of the sunset, Y/KJ/N holding tightly onto Party Poison, until they started bumping into the debris on the floor because it had become so dark.

And when the others came back, they found them both asleep propped up against each other in one of the booths. Y/KJ/N's shoes half falling off, and the top hat having slipped down over Poison's eyes.

The Time He Knew

Party Poison couldn't sleep.

His head was spinning with thoughts of BLind, the Killjoys that'd been lost in fights with the Dracs, and what happened to them afterwards.

Was this a fight they'd ever win, or would it outlive them?

"Party." came a whisper from the doorway and he propped himself up on what passed for his bed to see Y/KJ/N stood in the doorway.

"yeah?"

"I could hear you stressing out through the walls. You okay?"

".. Not really" He responded after a minute. What was the point in hiding it? Usually he could push the anxieties behind his anger and the joy he found in this life but right now, the fear for his life and those around him was hitting him hard.

What would he do if he lost Y/KJ/N?

How could he survive that?

They'd sat down next to him at that point, and pulled him into their arms, and he could hear their heartbeat to ground him.

"I can't promise everything's going to be fine. And I know that sucks," they told him as he relaxed into their embrace, "but you know as well as I do that we have to take what we've got. And personally, having you is pretty good to me."

Party looked up at them, trying to judge by their face what they meant by that, but their eyes were fixed on a patch of moonlight shining through the badly boarded up window.

He knew he had to tell them then.

Tomorrow wasn't promised with the life they led, but right now they were together.

And he was head over heels, madly in love with them.

"Y/KJ/N?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm in love with you."

"Good, I was hoping you would be. I love you too as it happens."

This is an early draft if you will, it’s untitled so far but it’s still a work in progress

Y/K/N = Your Killjoy Name (:

Side Note: I’ve been watching too much Walking Dead to write this...

You were surrounded.

Dracs were shooting at all five of you as you all tried to escape them, executing as many as possible while trying not to drop the supplies you all needed so badly.

You dodged the shots being fired at you, keeping an eye on the Fabulous Four each having an equally difficult time evading the Dracs’ rapid fire swarm. 

They were much closer to the Trans-Am than you were and you knew that you needed to get a move on if you were going to escape alive.

“Y/K/N, Watch out!” You heard Party Poison shout as you turned to face him feeling a shot whiz by you. Before you could understand what you were watching out for you were knocked to the ground by a carbon ray, your head banging on a rock making the world spin.

You were focused on all the pain in your head but you could here Poison yelling after the Dracs who were fleeing content with the thought that they had killed you. Several Dracs hit the ground on their way back, angering the Fabulous Four was never a smart move, you would know.

“Y/K/N, I need you to stay with me.” Poison cooed as he kneeled beside your body. You rolled to face him and tell him that you were okay but your head hurt too much to get an words out so instead you were just looking at him trying to take his hand to let him know you were okay.

“Good girl, I got you.” He smiled when your eyes met his, his hand taking yours gently.

“Y/K/N, I’m picking you up and taking you to the car now. You can’t die today, I love you too much for that and I need to tell you when you aren’t dying in my arms. That’s for stupid chic flicks.” He said as he lifted you into his arms quickly transporting you to the others who were waiting in the car.

He placed you in his lap in the Trans-Am using some of the supplies the group had just collected to clean the wound the Drac had inflicted. It stung like a bitch and you could feel yourself getting light headed as he cleaned the gun shot wound. You just wanted to close your eyes and sleep...

“Y/K/N, stay awake please, I know it’s hard but I’m not losing you to some stupid Dracs just because I let you fall asleep.” He rambled on shaking you gently, deciding to focus on keeping you awake until you’d return to the diner.

“Looks like she just has a serious concussion, and the obvious carbon shot but it only grazed her, she’ll pull through, someone just needs to keep watch and wake her up every hour or so to make sure she’s alright.” Jet Star concluded once he examined you at the diner. You were tired, both literally and of them fussing over you.

“Can I sleep now?” You pleaded the lights hurting your already aching head.

“Go ahead.” Jet granted you permission your eyes falling shut almost instantly as the world faded out.

“Y/K/N, love, wake up.” You felt Poison nudging you gently.

“Hm?” You questioned not happy about the interruption to your sleep but knowing it was necessary.

“You okay?” He asked not really sure what else to say.

“Mostly, considering, did you call me love?” You questioned some of your energy returned and you were dying to ask about his earlier confession.

“Uh, yeah.” He chuckled nervously the moon casting just enough light into the dinner to allow you to see him scratching at the back of his neck, a nervous habit you rarely saw from your “fearless leader”.

“Hm, I like it. Provided of course you were telling the truth when you said you had something to tell me when I wasn’t dying; which I’m not doing right now if you were curious.” You had a sudden confidence but you weren’t sure you were making any sense. You blamed the drugs Jet had given you. You tried to protest that they should be used for someone who was actually injured but you were too weak at the time to fight against an adamant Jet and Poison.

“I was, I wanted to tell you at a better time though. When it wouldn’t seem like I was just saying it because you were dying.” He trailed off.

“Tell me what?” You smiled attempting to give him as much of a second chance as you could.

“Tell you that I love you, since the moment you almost shot me over a bottle of water I knew that I was into you. You got even better once you didn’t kill me.” You grinned at the memory. You’d been almost dying at the time dehydration taking it’s toll as you held your ray gun to the head of the infamous Killjoy leader not afraid to kill him for the stupid bottle of water.

“Well it’s good I didn’t kill you because I’ve grown to love you too, and who would’ve prevented me from falling asleep earlier if I had shot you?” You grinned and leaned in to kiss him before he placed a hand on your chest.

“You sure this isn't the drugs talking?” He questioned and you laughed.

Gif cause why not? - I love Killjoy writing, so much creative liberty within a set plot. Plus the Killjoy universe is just amazing - Thanks -(Party Poison/Gerard Way) - y/k/n=your killjoy name ~ As you cruised down the infinite highway Party Poison was intently listening to Dr. D’s radio report, you’d tuned out when he’d mention the days casualties, a list of names you’d long since stopped wanting to hear.

"y/k/n, Y/K/N." Party repeated getting louder until he had your attention.

"Oh, sorry.." You apologized and he just nodded.

"It’s fine, but you should know there’s dracs in this zone, we’re almost to the diner but that doesn’t mean much out here. Can you hand me my gun?"

You nodded and handed him his gun after loading it with carbons, it left yours pretty empty but he was a far better shot anyways.

"Thanks." He drove along turning the radio down as he was reporting about activity in another zone.

"And luck is against us.." He mumbled as you noticed dracs in the mirrors.

Party turned around and shot, clipping the car but not deterring the Dracs who took no hesitation to shoot back.

"Shit.. Hold on y/k/n." He slammed on the breaks flying out and shooting at the car; taking out one Drac but starting a battle of return shots.

You noticed there were four Dracs standing leaving you two a piece. You snuck out of the Trans-Am figuring it was best to stay hidden as long as possible and prevent your self from being targeted until you had to.

'Two down, three to go..' You mumbled to yourself shooting at your next target, by this point the Dracs had noticed you drawing you out of hiding and fighting right along Party Poison who seemed to be handling things fine on his own, allowing you to spread out and take on one on one and two on one.

You’d taken out your Drac when you saw the Drac fighting Party hold him back so the other could shoot him. Without thinking you shot the one about to shoot Party allowing the time to turn around and shoot the Drac holding him captive.

You couldn’t help but grin having saved the ass of the cockiest of the Fabulous Killjoys.

"What would you have done without me?" You smirked walking towards him.

He met you halfway and before you knew it his lips were on yours.

While making out with Party Poison was definitely on your bucket list. Doing so in a see of dead Dracs in the middle of the dessert however was not exactly how you imagined it.

"Doesn’t matter, cause they’re all dead and we’re both alive." He smirked not wanting to admit to almost being defeated.

"You could at least thank me you know." You grinned calling him out on avoiding an apology.

"I did thank you." He winked walking back to the Trans-Am.