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free falling (i’ll follow you home) by wander_wren
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
01 Jan 2026
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Hawks is the Number Two Hero and a closeted submissive and a trained assassin and, sometimes, maybe, a person. The Hero Commission owns him in every sense of the word, but it’s okay. He saves people, he goes under often enough to keep from completely falling apart, and he survives.
Then he’s ordered to infiltrate the League of Villains, and the whole world unravels from there.
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Or: The story of Dabi and Hawks, of Keigo and Touya, retold in a biological BDSM AU.Series
- Part 1 of feels like flying
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And Everything After by justkindaherechilling
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
15 Sep 2025
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Hawks stared up at him, heart pounding so hard it made him feel sick. “What if I can’t do it?”
“Do what?”
“Just… live.”
Touya shrugged. “I don’t know how to do it either. But we can figure it out together.” He stroked his thumbs under Hawks’ eyes. “If you’d let me.”
Bookmarked by monkeychan1112
06 Feb 2026
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The author is cruel and made me ugly cry at the end. This story is one of the best fics I’ve ever read read.
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Love is our resistance by missio85
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
16 Feb 2026
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“Took you a while to come see your ex…” Touya muttered, the word sounding sour on his tongue. Keigo felt it echo in his own mouth.
Touya’s tone was the same as ever - sharp, abrasive, refusing softness even now, half-wrapped in bandages and visibly straining just to stay upright.Keigo exhaled slowly, something tight in his chest loosening just a fraction.
Damn it. Touya hadn’t changed.
Not the parts that mattered. Inviting him in. Offering him a seat. Then stabbing right where it hurt. Yeah. That was Touya.
This is worse than anything the HPSC put me through.Keigo stepped inside at the half-hearted wave, the door clicking shut behind him. He lingered a second longer before dragging himself toward the empty chair by the bed, perching on the edge like he didn’t quite belong - because he genuinely felt didn’t.
“Ex, huh?” he breathed, forcing a crooked smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You make it sound like we broke up over bad takeout or something.”
The words tasted wrong the second they left his mouth.Bookmarked by monkeychan1112
06 Feb 2026
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I love this story about two men finding healing for themselves and each other
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hit me like a tidal wave by transrantula
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
01 Oct 2020
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The window is open - Hawks can hear the sounds of the busy city thrumming below his penthouse apartment and the cool breeze fluttering the curtains. It feels almost magical to be here, bathed in warmth in the bedroom, only the moon and the low lights either side of the bed illuminating Dabi, staples glinting gold where they catch the light.
He’s so very beautiful when he’s like this, breathing a little harder than usual, sweat making the high points of his cheeks glow. Hawks catches Dabi’s gaze as his fingers brush against his spot and he lets out a breathy moan. Dabi makes the same ‘come hither’ gesture, smirking - Hawks wants to drag him so close that their skin melts together and they become one person. He thinks he’d finally be content, then.
Dabi pulls his fingers out with a sordid, wet squelch and Hawks wants to punch him instead.
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be fragile (with me) by spookysp_ace (summermoonsdawn)
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
20 Jun 2022
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“Dr. Chuu said your foot needs to stay elevated?” Dabi’s voice is a low rumble on his skin.“Yes,” Hawks says, staring in wonder as Dabi moves his leg further up his shoulder. The staples of his hand are cold and shocking on his skin but growing warmer by the second. His normally cool fingers are hot as they play at the compression stirrup of his leggings from his hero uniform that Hawks had kept on. Hawks is stunningly aware of the size of Dabi’s hands, his fingers, compared to his feet––compared to his calves. His opposite hand taps at the compression sleeve containing his swollen ankle, fingering over the black fabric and fibers. “You plan on helping with that?”
Or, Hawks is sent home from patrol by his agency doctor over a sprained ankle, and Dabi comes back to the apartment to find Hawks in a precarious situation.