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acceptance by Azh_089
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
28 Apr 2025
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The rooftop is quiet.
It always is, up here—twenty stories above the world, where the air is thinner and the stars feel a little closer. Izuku doesn’t mind the height anymore. Not after everything. Not after years of breaking bones for the sake of heroism, carrying burdens too big for a boy’s shoulders, and watching dreams die in ways no one ever warned him about.
His legs dangle over the edge, swinging slightly in the wind. There’s nothing dramatic about it. No trembling hands or poetic final words. Just the hum of distant traffic, and the ache in his chest that never quite goes away.
Being on the ground feels strange lately. Too solid. Too real. Up here, things blur at the edges. Up here, he can pretend the weight he carries isn't crushing him.Bookmarked by obsessedwithobsessions
02 Feb 2026
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Sakusa finds himself facing his worst fear when Atsumu disappears, leaving frantic, incomplete messages that hint at a potential suicide. Racing against time, Sakusa tracks him down by the river and prevents him from harming himself. Over the following days and months, they navigate the aftermath.
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02 Feb 2026
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Some feelings are loud. Others sit quietly between two people, waiting to be acknowledged.
Atsumu and Sakusa learn the difference somewhere between professional volleyball, city lights, and the things they’re too afraid to name.
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02 Feb 2026
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“You gotta stop looking at me like that,” he’d say, not unkindly. “Like I’m something you can keep.”
Sakusa never answered. The truth was too ugly to say: he didn’t want to keep Atsumu. He just wanted to understand him, and that was worse.
There’s a kind of love that doesn’t ask to be returned, it only wants to witness. Sakusa’s love was like that: wordless, consuming, desperate to translate something the body couldn’t.
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02 Feb 2026
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The first time Atsumu touched Sakusa’s hand, it was by accident. Or at least, it could be passed off that way. Their knuckles brushed in the quiet of the locker room, where the fluorescent light hummed and the rest of the team’s laughter was muffled behind heavy doors. Sakusa had been pulling his gloves tighter, fingers precise, patient, and Atsumu had reached across the bench at the same time. The contact was brief, so quick that it could dissolve in memory if Sakusa wanted it.
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02 Feb 2026