tom holland x fem!reader smau
preface: you are a model and in a long-term relationship with tom. tom being the mega-simp he is, never fails to show just how much he thirsts for loves you on the internet
a/n: this is my first time ever doing an smau so i apologise if this is cringe lol. all feedback is welcome! i’ve used different models for different posts to be more inclusive <3
if you've got any requests for smaus/collections of these sorts, please send them in!
everyone is strange, and being passionate is attractive. don’t be afraid to be who you are and enjoy life the way you want to
My first post! I hope everyone enjoys 💜
so! much! fun!
Ofc, there are times when little arguments break out but they are always resolved quickly. Life is too short and you guys as a class have been through too much to hold grudges.
Anyway back to the fun Friday and Saturday nights are designated ‘fun nights’
Karaoke followed by movies on Friday’s
Board games followed by more movies on Saturday’s
You and Mina are not allowed to team up for Karaoke battles bc you guys always end up winning
Tenya always makes sure everyone has done their homework before any of the fun begins because “responsible heroes prioritise education over leisure.”
Bean bags EVERYWHERE
Cooking dinner almost always ends in a food fight. Especially if you’re scheduled to cook with Mina or Kaminari
When Eri visits you guys make a massive pillow fort and watch Disney movies
Sleepovers in the common area where you guys sleep on the couches or on sleeping bags next to each other.
Which is sometimes embarrassing bc you somehow always end up sleeping next to your crush and, as a ‘sleep hugger’ you wake up latched to them, your arms and legs around them like a baby koala 🐨
Btw, Mineta was banned before the first sleep over even started lol
Bakugo always complains about the noise you guys make but always ends up joining you for fun nights and sleep overs (Mainly bc you pester him into joining and he low key can’t say no to your puppy eyes.)
Everyone loves it when you visit them in their rooms. You basically spend most of your free time in someone else’s room lol
You’ve even visited Bakugo a few times
Todoroki always makes the best tea and he’s a rlly good listener. He loves listening to you talk about everything and nothing
Tsu is rlly wise and gives the best advice, as well as the second-best hugs, the first being Shoji
Baking with Sato is always fun bc he lets you lick the bowl while you sit on the counter
Momo’s bed is too big for her room so you always end up sitting on it doing homework and chatting
Jiro and Tokoyami have the best taste in music and you always end up leaving their rooms with new songs to add to your playlist.
Whenever you cook with your scheduled partner, you always save some for Aizawa sensei. Denki often teases you about being a teachers pet
Shoto is surprisingly (and infuriatingly) good at Mario Kart and everyone is low key salty about this
Well, that was before Mr Aizawa banned it after ‘the Bakugo incident’
Now you’re forced to play in secret with Kirishima, Ojiro and Sero, which is fun bc none of you are as competitive as Bakugo and you actually have a chance of winning w/o Shoto there
You and Uraraka have this thing where you buy each other fluffy kawaii socks after you found out you both had a love for them.
Kaminari started calling you both ‘Dobby’ which can get confusing when you’re in the same room together.
Aoyama always invites you into his room so he can show off his ✨ sparkle ✨ and the two of you always end up eating different cheeses together, drink grape juice like it’s wine and make up stupid nicknames for dumb celebrities Which is fun to talk about bc Aoyama is as creative as he is savage
Shoji gives the best piggy backs so you always want him to carry you everywhere.
“Pleaaaseee Shoji?”
“You’re five steps away from the kitchen I think you can manage on your own.”
“You carried Midoriya around at camp!”
“That was because all of the bones in his body were broken!”
“He didn’t have to be so dramatic…😒”
*Midoriya spluttering in the background*
Speaking of Midoriya
You share his love for All Might and the two of you like to fan girl over him when you visit him in his room
You like to buy him All Might merchandise, not realising that he’s already got most of it. But he keeps it anyway and happily displays it bc he thinks you’re too sweet and adorable and he cherishes your generosity.
You and Kaminari like to spam each other with random, cursed memes that make you both cringe and laugh at the same time
Koda has a sweet little crush on you and he sends you little gifts from his room with his pet bunny
Watching horror films with Kirishima to prove your ‘manliness’, only to end up hiding beneath the blanket together, leaving Tokoyami, a horror film enthusiast, to watch them alone.
Snacks! So many snacks! The cupboards are full of them Sato always makes sure to stock up after movie nights
Anyway Class 1A is like living with a big loving family and I wish it was all real so I could live with them :’(
bnha boys who get upset over the fact that people can see you and have a 3 second moments where they fall in love with you:
BAKUGOU, deku, TOMURA, denki, HAWKS, todoroki, MIRIO
A funny/fluffy little story for today. I hope you enjoy it! - Love, Kiki ♡
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eddie Munson x female reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | While you’ve been cancelling dates to secretly learn D&D and surprise Eddie, the worried little voice in Eddie’s mind starts coming up with its very own reasons for why you might be avoiding him. It’s a good thing that not all misunderstandings end in disaster. Based on this request: reader is trying to learn d&d stuff to suprise eddie but she has to cancel a bunch to do it and eddie is scared that she found someone better with a happy ending
𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 | fluff, humor, angst if you squint but with a happy ending
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 2.7k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | fluff, humor, angst if you squint but with a happy ending. Not beta read.
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.
𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝!♡
“Psst! Henderson!”
“HOLY SHIT!”, Dustin’s startled yelp rang through the quietness of the Hawkins library, followed by the dull thudding noise as the books he’d been holding were falling to the floor when he jumped a step backwards, and your own pained gasp as one of the books landed on your little toe with astounding precision.
“What is wrong with you?!”, Dustin half-gaped, half-hissed as both of you stared at each other like two deer in the headlights, and you leaned against the nearest shelf as you waited for the pain in your foot to subside.
“At least I’m not throwing books at people.”
“Then you should stop sneaking up on people.”
“I wasn’t sneaking,” you quipped, meeting the librarian’s annoyed gaze with an apologetic little smile of your own above Dustin’s shoulder, “I was lurking.”
“I thought you were the Demogorgon.”
“Gee, thanks,” you deadpanned. “Anyway, I need your help.”
“I was wondering whether you’d ask, to be honest. I don’t think I’d be the best tutor but for senior class math, but my skills should suffice.”
“I – what?”
“Math. You were talking about math tutoring, weren’t you? I mean, you’ll graduate in a few weeks and Eddie said you were failing miserably.”
“Did he, now. Wow. That’s rich coming from the guy who copies my homework.”
“That’s what I said, too,” Dustin grinned.
“But no. Not math. I need you to teach me D&D.”
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KATSUKI NATION HOW R WE ‼️🗣
These tones…
What really hurts about religious discourse is how much we all have in common. I know being a Hellenist brings me unfathomable levels of warmth and comfort that I can’t find anywhere else. And I know there are people of other faiths that feel that way with their deities.
There’s so much emphasis on who is “right” or “wrong”, but I don’t believe there’s one truth for everyone. We all have such different lives and paths. The way religion is used as a weapon of hate and not a tool for love and compassion will always sadden me.
I may not personally worship every deity of every religion, but I acknowledge that the feeling of spiritual fulfillment that other religions give people is real. That is enough for me to find love in my heart for them all.
If Allah can bring you that feeling, THATS BEAUTIFUL!! If Jesus can bring you that feeling, THATS BEAUTIFUL!! If any deity of any faith can bring you that feeling….THATS BEAUTIFUL!!!!
Personally, I don’t see my religion as an undeniable truth for everyone. I see it as spiritual connection that brings me love and warmth like no other. I know Lady Aphrodite is real in my heart, because I feel her. I can never give you an equation or a fact that proves my feelings, but I know it’s true in my life. How could you look someone in the eyes and tell them they’ll be punished for seeking love and warmth?
I know I’m just rambling, but I just wish we could live in a world where religion wasn’t a competition of who is right, but a way for us to find more beauty and fulfillment in our worlds.
maybe one where the reader comforts him after he has a nightmare ?
sometimes, katsuki had nightmares.
they weren't entirely obvious at first. there were days where you noticed he had bags under his eyes, but he always gruffly brushed them off as being a result of pro-hero work. the lingering sense of unease and way he startled easily in the mornings were also something you were wary of, but he told you he was just tired from his patrols. you were concerned, but there wasn't really anything you could do about it if it was related to hero work. and you trusted him to tell you if it ever became too much for him.
but he never did, and you soon realized he'd been lying to you.
one night, when you were both tucked comfortably in your shared bed, you woke up for no reason whatsoever. you were curled on your side, facing the dark wall, wondering why you had blinked yourself awake. you could feel the warmth of katsuki's body besides you, hear the way he steadily breathed in and out, in and out. it was comforting, listening to him, and you eventually found yourself drifting back off into your dreams.
that is, until katsuki jerked abruptly in his sleep.
your eyes snapped open, his body jostling yours as his arm twitched by his side. you blinked blearily and turned your head around to peer at him, wondering if he was awake or not. what you saw made you sit up slightly, shifting around so you could hover gently over his face.
his eyebrows were scrunched up, angled towards his hairline. his lips were tugged downwards in a frown, trembling almost minutely in a way that made your chest hurt. the angles of his cheeks glistened in the dewy lighting of the moon. your breathing nearly stopped as you watched his expression, the way his eyes squeezed tight.
"katsuki," you whispered softly, quietly, as you ran your fingers along his cheeks, tracing his smooth skin. he didn't respond, still tensed up even as you dried his face and started running a hand through his spiky hair. you could see the way one of his hands gripped onto the white sheets of your bed, straining the material. you were starting to worry, a troublesome little thing that manifested itself in the depths of your heart.
he made a choked sound then, and you hushed him gently, shifting up so you could hold his face in your palms. you could see beads of sweat starting to gather on his forehead, smell that familiar burnt caramel scent of his quirk. his body jerked again, muscles of his arms coiling dangerously as he muttered something undecipherable. your thumbs roamed along the skin under his eyes, collecting the tears that'd still gathered there.
"katsu," you tried again, louder this time, when his expression didn't smooth over. his breathing was starting to pick up, and you leaned closer, noses nearly touching as you drummed at his cheeks with your fingers. "katsuki."
his eyes snapped open, hands shooting up to grab at your wrists. his palms were hot and for a split second, you were frozen, watching as his gaze latched onto your own. you could tell he was still chasing away the remnants of his dream, his pupils tiny as he stared up at you unseeingly.
"what-" he choked out, blinking a few times before you saw his pupils dilate. his eyebrows relaxed only a smidgen, hands gripping onto you for dear life.
"baby," you said quietly, still wiping away the tears on his face. "what's wrong?"
he did nothing but look at you, tracing over the planes of your cheeks with his eyes. there was something about the way he stared at you, something vulnerable in the way he nearly appeared to be relying on your touch, your gaze, to cement him to the world. his hands relaxed around your wrists, holding them in a loose manner. he exhaled slowly.
"s'nothin'," he soon grunted out, closing his eyes. his head eased back into the pillow beneath him. you frowned, though he could not see it. he just looked so tired, you noticed, exhaustion lining his features and making him seem like he was holding the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"it's not nothing," you told him, letting go of his face at last and slipping your wrists from his hold. his eyes opened again at the loss of your touch, crimson gaze following you as you shifted so you could lay back down on your side, facing him. "wanna talk about it?"
he looked like he was contemplating it for a second, staring up at the ceiling that danced with the fickle shadows of night. like this, his hair looked almost ghostly, framed with moonlight from the open window of your shared room.
when he simply shook his head, you nodded, letting yourself sink back down completely into the blankets and pillows. he immediately rolled over onto his side, throwing a heavy arm over your waist. you took that as a sign to shift closer, nestling your face into his chest as he buried his nose into your hair.
"you know i'm always here if you need me, right?" you whispered into his torso, your arm wrapping around him so you could hold him tighter. closer. you pretended not to notice the way his grip around you increased, as though if he so willed it, he could meld your body into his forever.
"yeah," he whispered back just as quietly, burrowing himself further into everything that made up you. "i know."
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Y/N: I got a Christmas card from Bakugo.
Midoriya: How do you know it’s from Bakugo?
Y/N: Well, the card says “Y/N, you don’t suck. Merry Christmas or whatever.”
Kirishima: Hey, I got a card like that too!
Midoriya: Why didn’t I get a card from him.
Bakugo: BECAUSE I DON’T LIKE ANYONE HERE, ESPECIALLY YOU, YA DAMN NERD!
Y/N and Kirishima:
Bakugo: APART FROM THOSE TWO I HATE THEM SLIGHTLY LESS THEN EVERYONE ELSE!
ALR so i know this isn’t all fancy like my other posts but I had a thought and immediately needed to jot it down and tell y’all.
,deku and Kirishima LOVE ppl that have a hippie lifestyle.
Lemme elaborate
Something about the freedom, the joy, the nature, the peace, draws them in
Izuku loves that they are always up for an adventure, that they do everything to make the world a more joyful place, he sees it as another way of what heroes do. Also that if there are certain parts of the lifestyle that u enjoy, or he’s curious about, he’ll note everything down and talk to u about it, and I think he implements some of the style into his everyday wear, like bracelets, necklaces, tye dye, hell maybe even bandanas. Just the simple stuff.
Kiri loves the nature, the hikes, the forests, also if he has a partner that li,es crystals- instant marriage. Like right away. Calling bakugou to be his best man. Bcos (headcannon time!) my guy has always liked collecting rocks, and knowing that theirs ones that are pretty, shiny, colourful AND help u? Yes take him to ur local metaphysical store for a date.
ALSO. zuku LOVES plant ppl. Walking into ur dorm and seeing a new type of plant, sprinting to grab his notebook and writing down everything about it.
And eiji loves the kind of trippy vibe some hippies have in their rooms, the tapestries, lights, paintings, all of it. He loves colour. So that’s right up his alley.
So in conclusion, they are to adventurous, curious, adorable sweethearts who fall for the ppl at their local cafe that have 60s band shirts, crystal necklaces and smell like incense. They are sweethearts.