It's been a year since Izuku chose his fate as a villain. And despite being deaf, he's causing all kinds of trouble for the heroes while being a lovely boyfriend to Dabi. His life is finally perfect. But All Might is up to something devious that'll mess it all up. Will Izuku see it coming and stop it? Or will take him by surprise? Only one way to find out. ________ **First Book: Villains Work.** **Must read book one before to understand Villain Sight.** ~*~*~*~*~ THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOY X BOY AND DARK CONTENT SUCH AS CUTTING, DEPRESSION, AND MORE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. AND DON'T READ, JUST TO HATE IT. THANK YOU.

**EDITING CURRENTLY** Izuku was a boy who desired to be a hero. Nothing in the world would alter his mind. Or so he imagined. When Izuku was kidnapped by the Villains, they showed their side of the story. Izuku has a choice to make: Join the Villains or Fight to be a Hero. Which will he choose? ______ I DIDN'T CREATE THIS AU, CREDIT TO THE CREATOR. I ALSO DON'T OWN BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA, CREDIT TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI WARNING! THIS BOOK DEALS WITH DARKER CONTENT AT TIMES. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. I WILL PUT WARNINGS IN THESE CHAPTERS.

Marinette is thrilled. She's spending her afternoon at the museum with Adrien, and even Manon's unexpectedly tagging along with them can't tarnish her happiness. After all, what can go wrong for two seventeen-year-olds watching over a seven-year-old? Turns out, a lot of things. ------ This is an illustrated fanfiction collaboration by Maerynn and EdenDaphne ------ This work is intended for readers ages 13 and up

*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

The Greatest Showman + Voltron Lance, a gorgeous trapeze artist with a backstory Keith, a miserable playwright looking for a new dream Shiro, a struggling humbug who only wants to support his husband, Adam Voltron translated into an 1850's circus act... disclaimer: i dont own tgs or voltron and this is in no way trying to copy any other artist or author- it's just an au i love and want to write about <3

Cuphead goes to Starbucks and does a thing

(UPDATED DESCRIPTION NOW THAT I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING) Lance always had a hazy past. He used to put it off as bad memory. That was until strange markings appeared on his body. Until he discovered Voltron. Until his whole life was turned upside-down by the Galra taking him. Now, Lance desperately needs his team, but will they come for him in his darkest hour? ~Klance~ DISCLAIMER: Any of the art that is featured in this story is not mine! I have no rights to it and do not claim too either. I also have no rights to Voltron and do not claim to. All rights go to the original owners. COMPLETED

Allura mourns over thinking she lost everything 10,000 years ago, it turns out she may have misjudged. Keith is very gay, Lotor is a pervert, Pidge could care less about gender roles, Hunk is a innovator, Shiro wears onesies, Coran is the heart of Voltron, Matt is having some confusing feelings, and Lance isn't dead! ( A story I'm more proud of and honestly makes me feel good about myself! ) TW- depression, suicide, sexual harassment

MC and Saeran are, to be blunt, fuck buddies. Saeran has no idea of MC's feelings for him, and is bewildered when MC suddenly starts coughing up flowers. Is it better to love and never be loved in return, or never love at all? ... MC woke up choking. He couldn't breath, something was in his throat. Heaving, he flung his sweaty sheets off him and rushed to the bathroom, face turning red. Clutching his throat, MC gagged, leaning over the toilet, coughing until whatever it was flew from his lips and landed in the water. Recovering his breath, MC looked down, and was suddenly bewildered. Floating on the surface of the water was what looked like a petal, wet from his mouth, but still crisp and in a slight bowl-shape. The petal was yellow, and had a light orange rim around the tip.

"Tonight was about friends. Tonight was about fun. Finishing your drink, you laughed and followed the others to the poker table. Yes, tonight was definitely going to be fun." After receiving an invite to Poker Night, you head to Markiplier Manor for a night of fun and reuniting with old friends as well as making new ones. However, things take an unexpected twist once morning comes. You, along with all your friends, are thrust into a race against the clock to solve this murder mystery before the killer strikes again. Nobody is safe, and nobody can be trusted. [This story will start by following the Who Killed Markiplier? storyline, but will eventually stray until most of it is different and new. I am writing this because I have fallen in love with literally every character and I need a fanfic but there aren't any lengthy ones out yet, so here I am. Updates might be frequent, or they might be painfully slow, it all depends on my work schedules and my motivation. Feel free to point out any grammatical, spelling, or punctuation errors. Thank you all for reading my story and I hope you enjoy!]