Sorry that it took me so long to write this! I haven't really explored this ship so… yeah. (I probably won't have Shigi's personality correct.)

Warnings! I guess?: abuse. Murder. Blood, blood, blood.

Lots of blood, blood, blood

Is sort of Bakudeku (but not really) at the beginning but it's over pretty quickly. No quirks and I raised the age on them so Deku is around 27 and Shigaraki is 28. (Izuku isn't really a villain…. More like a criminal.)

Request from Koritsia. Thank you so much for your request!

"Ah!" I cried as Kacchan struck me once again in the face.

"Kacchan stop! p-please" I pleaded as he slapped me again, this time so hard I fell to the floor.

"Shut the fuck up! I fucking told you to stop flirting with that icy hot bastard." he hissed

"I d-didn't! I just said h-hi! Todoroki and I are just friends! That's a-all." I protested

"I said shut up!" he roared. He delivered a kick to my side.

I let out a loud cry of pain.

"I don't see why the hell I still put up with you. I should just kick you out." he said as he kicked me hard before stomping out of the room, leaving me with the sound of my pained sobs.

Tears were streaming down my face. I would love it if he just broke up with me. He wants me gone but he would never let me leave.

I tried to stand but it hurt too bad. "F-fuck!" I sobbed.

I reached up from my place on the kitchen floor and grabbed the counter, using it to pull myself to my feet.

I've thought about leaving, but where would I go? Kacchan has all the money and I couldn't go to my mom's house or any of my friends because he'd find me.

"I hate him." I sobbed, gritting my teeth and stumbling to the kitchen table where I plopped myself down into one of the chairs.

My entire body hurt. I felt like throwing up.

The sobs stopped, replaced with just ragged breathing.

I wish he would just break up with me. I fucking hate him I thought.

Another thought slipped into my brain. I wish he was dead.

The thought startled me. When Kacchan and I I got together, he was a good boyfriend…. In public. When we were home though, he was abusive… at first just verbally but that eventually turned into physical abuse.

I've had broken bones and lot's of bruises to prove it, but when Kacchan took me to the hospital for the broken bones, he always blamed it on my clumsiness. When the doctors asked Kacchan to step out of the room, they always asked me if I was being abused but my answer was always no. I was too afraid to tell them. Afraid of him.

I wish he would just die. I thought, he would never hurt me again

My gaze drifted to the case of knives sitting on the counter,

Well, everyone dies, right? Why not speed his death up a little? I was once again startled by my own thoughts, but the thought of hurting Kacchan… after all the pain he put me through… was so appealing, so tempting…

I stood, a bit easier this time, fully motivated to keep moving now. I walked over to the knives and chose one

I look at the shiny silver metal. That's right. Now all you have to do is make him suffer. Make him feel the pain you want to give him. My mind told me. I shivered at the thought.

I limp through the living room until I reach the bedroom door, gently pushing the door open and entering.

Kacchan looked peaceful as he slept, so… painless. How 'bout we add a little pain.

If my face didn't hurt so bad, I would've grinned at the thought.

I was thankful that he was such a heavy sleeper. I walk over to him and realize something. I don't wanna make this quick. I want it to be slow and full of his pain, his suffering.

I walk over to our shared closet and pull out some belts.

I stared at him as I gently set myself on his chest in a straddling position.

I clutched the knife in my hand. I smack his face but he doesn't wake up. I let out a quiet curse. Before I had done anything, I made sure to give him some sleep medication we had in our medicine cabinet so he wouldn't wake up. Must've used too much.

"Hmmm" I hum softly. I take the knife and place the tip to his temple.

"This is what you deserve." I whispered before I added pressure to the blade and drug it down the side of his face. Red eyes shot open and a scream escaped his lips. I harshly clap a hand over his mouth, stifling the loud scream.

Kacchan looked at me in disbelief, red eyes wide with confusion and pure terror. Blood gushed from the gash in the side of his face. I looked down at the knife to see it red with blood, quickly realizing that I loved the sight of it.

Kacchan struggled against the belts I had tied his hands and feet with.

"Shhhhh." I whisper. I remove my hand from his mouth. He let out a loud groan of pain

"Everytime you scream, the worse it will get…. and I plan on making you scream…. a Lot~"

I move down his chest and straddle his hips, taking the knife and digging the tip into his stomach.

I take my knife and reach up to the headboard where I tied his wrists. I dig the tip into the fleshy part of his arm and press. The skin broke easily. I drug the knife down, stopping to enjoy the sound of the loud cry of pain that escaped his mouth. I thought about gagging him earlier but I decided I wanted to hear every pained sound that slipped from his mouth,

"How does it feel, Kacchan? To be the one in pain? For me to be in control?"

"S-stop…. Please.." he sobbed

"You're crying an awful lot, Kacchan, and we've only just started~"

I stared at the bloody body below me shaking, as he cried, begging me to stop.

"You never stopped no matter how much I begged. No matter how much I cried,"

I take the knife and drag it, once again down his stomach, Blood oozing out.

"I'm sorry!" he sobbed

"Sorry won't cut it." I sigh.

I looked into the eyes of the man I hated, seeing the life fade from them by the minute. The look of regret in his eyes infuriated me.

"I fucking hate you." I said before I placed the blade against his neck and pulled.

Kacchan let out a gurgling, choking noise.

Blood spattered from the wound. I felt droplets of the warm liquid hit my face.

"I'm sorry too, Kacchan. I should've done this waaaay sooner."

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Just staring at myself.

Blood soaked my clothes. It was on my face. In my hair.

Then a loud banging on the door to their apartment.

"Hello? Is anyone home? This is the police. We had a complaint from a neighbor. Said there was screaming." more banging. "If you don't open this door, we're coming in with force."

"Shit.'' I whispered. I walk over to the window. I sigh with relief. Thank god we were weren't on a really high floor.

I open the window and crawl through. I lower myself down, hanging onto the windowsill.

I let go, letting myself fall. I hit the ground, landing ungracefully on my ass. I stand and run as fast as I could from the scene, which wasn't very fast because I was still incredibly sore from when Kacchan had beat me.

Then I hear sirens.

I keep running. The sound of feet behind me. I quickly turn my head and see two police officers chasing me. I can't outrun them. I know I can't, but I was still quite a distance ahead of them. I turn a corner and keep running.

That is, until I feel hands grab me and pull me into an ally way.

A hand clamps over my mouth. The police officers ran past, not seeing me.

The hands let go and I whip around. Standing before me is a man around my age with light blue hair and red eyes. My mind drifts to the look of pure terror in Kacchan's red eyes.

"You're in quite a bit of trouble, aren't you." he said more as a statement, not a question.

I nod. "I killed my boyfriend." I stated. No point in denying it. I clearly killed someone tonight.

He nodded, "I know. I watched it."

"How….?"

"I was walking, heard a scream, went to check it out. Your blinds were open."

"Oh. but the window was pretty far up-"

"Yeah. it was pretty hot the way you killed him."

"Hot?" I asked

"I like to keep my kinks to myself." he mumbled, "Well, I have a feeling you're going to need somewhere to stay." he pulled off the black hoodie he was wearing and handed it to me. "Put this on."

"I recognize you. You're from that gang. You call yourselves 'The League'? I remember seeing it on the news. You're wanted."

"Yeah, and soon you will be too. Let's go."

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I sat on Shigaraki's couch. Staring at my face on the TV. I had stayed the night and is now watching the morning news,

Name: Izuku Midoriya

Age: 27

Description: Around 5'10 with curly green hair, freckles, and has a tattoo of All Might on forearm.

Wanted for viciously murdering his boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo.

If you see this man, call the authorities immediately.

The screen filled up with pictures of Kacchan's bloody face.

"I don't know anything about what happened between you two, but the way you killed him….. You really hated him didn't you?"

"He deserved it." I stated.

Shigaraki sat there in silence, "I killed my family." he finally said.

I nodded. I wasn't going to ask questions.

"What do you think I should do?" I asked

"Hmmm. Well you could skip town. Move somewhere else far away from here. You could join my gang. We are always looking for more members." he suggested

"What does your gang do?"

He chuckles, "My gang does many things. Murder, drugs. You name it."

"Won't they find me if I join?"

"The police don't know where we reside, or many of our members."

I thought about this. Did I really want to join a gang? A gang that deals drugs and kills people?

I thought about how much I enjoyed killing Kacchan. How much I enjoyed how his blood looked on my hands.

"I'll join." i stated

"Well aren't you just the cutest thing!?" The blonde girl squealed.

"This is Toga." he said motioning to the grinning blonde. "Toga, this is Midoriya."

"It's nice to meet ya! Say, are you two, like, together? Like together together? Shigaraki doesn't usually let members join without talking to us."

She didn't give me time to answer, "Well, it's about time you got a boyfriend, Shigi!"

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Ohhhh! A crush then?" he rolled his eyes at her.

"Toga, if you want to know more about him, he's on the news. Now, go watch it." he sighed.

She pouted, "You're just tryin' to get rid of me."

"Yep. you can talk to him after I introduce him to everyone else." he said. She grumbled but she walked away anyway.

After meeting everyone

"So after meeting everyone, you still want to join?... Right?"

"Well, yeah."

"You're a murderer!" Toga squealed running into the room. "You really did a number on your boyfriend. He looked like a bitch. I would've killed him too."

I didn't know what to say.

"Stop hitting on him toga." Shigaraki said

"Oh, stop being jealous. I'm not hitting on him, but if I wasn't lesbian, I totally would." she giggled, "Don't worry. I won't steal your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend!" Shigaraki said, exasperated.

"Not yet, you mean." she giggled

"Go watch Tom & Jerry."

"IS IT ON!? JIN, TOM & JERRY IS ON!"

I heard a voice from the back room reply, "REALLY? I'M COMING!"

3'rd person pov

Once Toga and Bubaigawara were settled in the TV room, she placed her bet.

"I bet you 50$ they'll be dating by next month." she said, eyes not leaving the screen as she pointed into the next room where Shigiraki and Midoriya were chatting

Bubaigawara shook his head, "No. that kid is literally sunshine in a sack. Not Shigaraki's type."

"How much you wanna bet." she said

He thought about it for a minute. "50$."

"'I'll take that bet." she grinned

(three weeks later)

"Hand it over, Jin." Toga laughed as he dug in his pocket for the money

"I don't see how you won that bet." he grumbled, "How did you know?"

"I know Shigiraki. I could tell he liked him."

Bubaigawara slapped the money into the blonde's palm.

"They're so cute together." she sighed, as she shoved the money into her pocket

She stared at the adorable display before her, smiling. The greenette in Shigaraki's arms giggled at something Shigaraki said as he stared at their intertwined hands

"They're hogging the couch." Bubaigawara grumbled.

"Awww. c'mon. It's adorable. Let them cuddle." she said.

"But-"

"Shhhhhh. I haven't seen Shigaraki this happy in a very long time." she said.

Bubaigawara huffed.

"I bet you 50$ I'll get to be a flower girl at their wedding."

"Hell no! I'm not making any more bets with you." he exclaimed

"You just know I'm right." she giggled.

Bubaigawara sighed. "Yeah. You're 100% right.

A/N: well that took forever to write! Thank you for waiting so patiently for me to write this.

Also, I apologize for Definetly_not_a_rapist/CornHub. I changed my password so hopefully he won't log back in on my account. PM him "Daddy All For One." as much as you can. He hates it.

Just don't pay attention to him and he'll leave you alone. I have to deal with him in real life. It's hard. It really is.