🔞 Mature Content 🔞 Dark, angsty, spicy, depressing, smut ❗ Quirkless Dark AU ❗ × × × × × × "Get out, damn Deku" Katsuki growled. Izuku's skin went cold. "b-but Kaachan... you said y-you'd give me a lift ho..." Izuku trailed off. Katsuki turned to face out of the car "you're pissing me off, leave before I kill you." Izuku bit his lower lip, tears springing to his eyes again. No matter how many times Kaachan did this to him, it still hurt. Kaachan had been using him like this ever since Izuku had started at Tokyo U. × × × × × × Deku & Kaachan have entered Tokyo University, they haven't seen each other since before middle school. Months later, Deku is Kaachan's play thing, to be used whenever he sees fit. Can anyone save Deku from Kaachan and the other darkness threatening to pull him under? This is set in a sad quirkless world. × × × × × × This is very much a work in progress! I'd really appreciate any comments or feedback to help me along the way! And also, I hope you enjoy 😊 × × × × × × Deku x Kaachan, Deku x Shoto, Deku x Tomura, other minor pairings ⚠️❗️WARNING❗️⚠️ - Suicidal thoughts - Self harm - Rape - Sex - Drugs - Alcohol - Abuse both physical and mental - Depression - Bad Language ❗️❗️❗️❗️ If any of this is a trigger to you or makes you upset in anyway, then please don't read this. If you ever need some to talk to, come drop me a message on Instagram @corrupt.kitty

"His eyes - oh, God, his eyes - were an entirely different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came to fog up your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river seen running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they tricked you into a strange sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a man could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him." :D Thanks for checking this out! Awesome cover photo by someone who goes by the name Shuploc on Instagram - please feel free to check them out!

Jack is a 17 year old boy with green hair that has depression and gets bullied a lot. When his mom goes on a vacation and leaves him with a babysitter, Mark tries his best to win his heart. Mark is a 20 year old guy that has bright red hair and has depression. When he gets a call from Jacks mom that she needs a babysitter, he is more then happy to go.

He's too scared to go to the police. But the police get him eventually. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. But he keeps hurting him. He doesn't want to leave him but... A Septiplier fanfiction ~ brought to you by my lack of a social life.

Seán is a celebrity singer and Mark was just employed as his body guard. // "Can I be your bodyguard?" Mark asked, pulling back but still resting his hands on Seán's shoulders. "It's fine wit' me. But... My fans can get shite crazy..." //

A house party. A dare to kiss Mark. Total. Confusion. Jack realizes he has feelings for his best friend, but Mark doesn't know. And it certainly doesn't help that they live together.

This is a sequel to the first "the club". Mark and Jack are finally in love at last. But there's one problem. Alex. He has one thing on his mind and it's revenge.

Sean has escaped an abusive prison of a relation ship but now he is homeless and has no where to go. He finds a help wanted sign for a new club called 'paradise' that is owned by the goergous Mark.

When the rarest species of Merrow is captured from his home in Muir Éireann, one man is all that stands between him and a life of servitude and pain. Time is running out for Jack, and the longer he stays on land the worse the outcome becomes. But can Mark save him in time? Written with the wonderful @sinpaicasanova Book cover art by the brilliant Silvererros. They are available for chatting and commissions. Please check them out! http://silvererros.tumblr.com/