How about some pocky game headcannons or scenerios with Sero, Midoriya and Bakugou (and Kirishima if you’re willing to add a fourth)?

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Hello! This is my first foray into the world of BNHA imagines! I really hope you like what I came up with and that I kept the boys in character! – Admin Jade

I’m sure most are aware of the general idea of this but just for officialdom (I’m showing my Iida here I know) here is what I found on “how to play the pocky game”:

All that is required is one box of Pocky, a long biscuit with chocolate on one end. Two people begin eating one Pocky from each end. The first person whose mouth comes off the Pocky or the other player gets to the middle first loses. If the participants end up kissing, it is a tie.

Sero

Honestly, he’s probably one of the first to suggest playing the game as a means to tease his fellow heroes in training.

Blanches a bit when the realization hits him that he’ll have to play too

Puts up a brave front until he draws lots to play with his crush. Queue his face flaming as red as Kirishima’s hair

Becomes even more self conscious when Bakugo graciously warns him not to “bite her face off with those massive teeth.”

As they get closer and closer to the middle, he loses his nerve and lets go.

But his crush has other ideas, whipping the pocky out to make way for her lips to plant to his.

So he may have lost, but he actually won

Midoriya

Oh this boy is a nervous wreck! What if he’s paired with someone mean?

It’s worse than he envisioned when his crush steps in front of him. Just wonderful.

He almost bites his tongue when taking the first nibble and the egging on from well meaning but completely distracting friends isn’t helping the situation.

Also ends up letting go, voice shaking out, “I…I guess you win.”

She looks sorely put out by his timidity but Midoriya wouldn’t be Midoriya without the fact he’s still learning to be brave in more ways than just being a hero.

Bakugou

Loudly protests this is a stupid game and a waste of good food.

But his competitive nature outweighs his never to be admitted embarrassment and he begrudgingly secures his end of the pocky staring his crush directly in the eyes; there is no fear.

When “go” is announced, he takes pretty much the entirety of the pocky in one go; all that yelling has given him quite the jaw muscles.

This inevitably results in him inadvertently kissing his opponent.

“Tch, idiot, shoulda let go,” he grumbles, cheeks a shade of pink he woefully despises.

Kirishima

Probably the second instigator of the game because what’s more manly than kissing in public?

Rethinks this assessment when he’s paired with his crush but he soldiers on planting himself firmly in front of her, pocky between teeth and a cocked eyebrow.

Is not prepared for her to rip the pocky from his mouth and kiss him.

His whole head resembles a cherry when she pulls back but he’s grinning ear to ear.

Nash – Seto – Haizaki – Reo – Nebuya – Imayoshi – Aomine cuddling their chubby so 💕

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Most of these have a theme of some self consciousness the reader has about their weight, so forgive me if that is not the feel you wanted for this. If so, please let me know and I’ll try again! – Admin Jade

Nash

After a long day of basketball, Nash tugged you into his lap, silencing your protests of being “too heavy” for him with a smack to your pleasantly plump backside. “Shut yer mouth about that shit,” he grumbled, wrapping his arms tighter about your waist and resting his head against your back. He breathed you in, your scent calming him.

Seto

The dip of the bed announced your presence, one Seto had been waiting for all night; not that he was going to admit it. Without a word – or removing his sleep mask – he rolls to his side, tugs you into his chest and falls back asleep, grateful for your warmth since the night had grown chilly.

Haizaki

Heavy breathing filled the air melding with a scent that only came after you both did. Hazaki lay on his back, a satisfied smirk on his lips. It fell away momentarily when you snuggled into his side; he wasn’t usually one for cuddling. But the softness of your form against his was too addicting to ignore, so he slipped an arm around your ample waist before allowing himself to drift off too.

Reo

“Come on, let’s cuddle up and watch a movie,” Reo insisted, pulling you to the couch. Popcorn and soda at the ready, he fell against the arm of the couch, drawing you close to his side. His fingers played idly with the hem of your shirt before drifting under it to caress your warm skin. He knew you were self conscious about your body and so made a point to touch you in as many ways as possible to make sure you understood he thought you beautiful – both inside and out.

Nebuya

“Now I gottcha!” Nebuya cajoled, arms wrapped securely around your waist before he flopped onto the bed.

Squeals of laughter mixed with imploring to let you go before you smothered him. His booming laugh vibrated through your very being. “Stop being silly, babe, you’re perfect.” He snuggled you tighter to himself. “Besides, you know I always like you on top,” he teased in your ear.

Imayoshi

Another late night, another missed opportunity to spend with you conscious. Loosening his tie, Imayoshi watched the rise and fall of your chest. Changing into pajama bottoms, the top of which you were wearing, he climbed in bed next to you, hand tracing the curve of your waist to your hip. You rolled toward him, mouth parted slightly as you breathed in and out. He may not have had the chance to talk to you but watching you sleep as he held you was a good consolation prize. Besides, he could always wake you up a bit earlier in the morning.

Aomine

“Daiki, do…do you think I need to lose weight?”

To your boyfriend, the question comes out of nowhere; literally. He thought you were asleep as he almost was but your inquiry has his eyes opening once again.

“What’re you talking about?” he mumbles against his pillow.

“You heard me. Wouldn’t you prefer someone with a little less…spare in their tire?”

He snorts, leaning up on his elbows to look down at your pouting face.

“Babe, if I wanted anyone else, I wouldn’t be with you,” he insists.

“So romantic,” you sigh, rolling away from him.

“Hey, you’re the one randomly putting yourself down. I’m just speaking the truth.” He pulls on your shoulder, easily moving you to your back once more. Climbing on top of you, he settles his full weight down, encasing you in warmth and security. “And I’m telling you the truth when I say I love you just the way you are.” One hand trails down to grasp your hip. “They don’t call these love handles for nothin’ baby. And I do love them.”

Now it’s your turn to laugh. “That’s my hip you idiot, love handles are on your waist.”

“I’ll handle you however I want to,” he quips back, making you laugh even harder.

Well this isn’t really a request, but I’m curious to know who you think from all the characters would be fine with having a chubbyplus sized girlfriend? Sorry if this is against the rules. I love this blog so much and all the amazing admins

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Hey yo! This is totally fine as far as I’m concerned ;).

Being a chubby/plus size woman, I can identify with this for sure.

As much as we (maybe I should say ‘I’ cause I can’t speak for all imagines writers/bloggers) would love to be able to say “oh hey, ALL characters would be cool with whatever body, etc” if we’re going for any sense of realistic possibilities, not everyone is going to be attracted to the same type of body.

We can write scenarios for those characters when they are specifically asked for (the point of fantasy is to indulge right?) but with a question like this, I don’t have a problem giving specific names and reasons why.

You may disagree and that’s cool, but this is my opinion on this question. Fellow admins, feel free to add your own to the list if you want to.

Ok, that was a long disclaimer, on to the answers! I tried these as head canons – Admin Jade

Kagami

His is the first face that popped into my mind when I read this question.

We know homeboy loves to cook (and eat) and so having someone who appreciates both would be amazing to him.

He’s a BIG guy, so having someone who can handle a little, well, man-handling (once the poor boy gets over his nerves) is great for him.

Loves your curves, like seriously, he’ll drool. Hands on your hips always. Loves that they fit his palm.

Loves you in well fitted dresses that show case them. Kagami is an alpha so I picture him appreciating a softer (both in body and spirit) feminine girl who will let him take care of her.

Kiyoshi

Another big and tall who likes a girl with some meat on her bones.

Loves that he can hug you tight without fear of breaking you.

Picks you up all the time. Like, he just whips you into his arms and makes you feel petite.

Big on body praise and I’m not just talking about during sex. He’ll find one thing (probably more) every day that he compliments you on and it’s not superficial or contrived, he means every word.

Wants you healthy, but isn’t worried about your figure being big. If your insides are working like they’re supposed to, he’s happy.

Murasakibara

Another boy who loves that you share an appreciation for good food – as long as you don’t take his snacks.

Loves it if you cook (or rather specifically bake) for him bringing food to practice and games so he doesn’t have to worry about getting it himself.

Will cook/bake with you at home, though you end up doing most of the work cause homeboy is lazy but he will actually compliment your food (as long as it’s actually good).

He’s not exactly delicate so having someone who won’t break if he gets a bit rough and handsy is perfect for him.

Hayama

He loves the softness and warmth of your body and will snuggle you like a damn cat. Seriously, get ready for a lot of affection cause this boy’s gonna give it to ya.

Still wants someone who will engage in physical activity with him (not just of the bedroom variety *wink*) but doesn’t push you too hard. He, like Kiyoshi, wants you healthy but doesn’t need someone athletic.

Actually really enjoys shopping with you. He loves picking out stuff you normally wouldn’t choose just to see how it looks and because of that you usually end up finding something that completely surprises you.

Has the biggest grin on his face with you on his arm, like “Yeah, this fine piece of ass is mine, what?” He’s just so proud to be with someone so sexy.

Aomine

We know it’s canon that this boy loves the boob so a girl with a little something extra is going to catch his attention.

Wearing tight ass jeans and a halter top will get him stopping in his tracks.

Much as he is a boob man, he loves grabbing your ass. Doesn’t matter what you’re wearing (or where you are honestly) one or both of those large hands will end up on your derriere.

Constantly pulls you into his lap. He likes the feel of your weight on him, it makes him feel both secure (though he’ll never admit it out loud) and powerful in a way he doesn’t quite understand but he likes it and consistently wants to feel that.

As bad as he is with expressing himself verbally, you will hear, “Damn, you’re so hot” or “Sexy as hell” or some variation of that from him almost every day. He just can’t keep it inside.

So there you have it! Admin Jade’s opinion on which characters (there were more but this was already getting long) would not only be fine with having a plus size girlfriend, but would more than likely actively seek one out. I hope you enjoyed them and know that you are beautiful baby!

It’s not Vday themed but could I have scenarios where Kise, Midorima, Murasakibara and Aomine sticking up for protecting their sisters ( in Aomine’s case Momoi).

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Not a problem, I might be able to manage to sprinkle in some V-day here and there! These came out more as reactions than scenarios – Admin Jade

Kise

“It was very stupid of you to mess with my sister,” Kise says, voice vibrating with rage. “But it was a death wish to mess with both of them.”

He picks up the two timing jackass, slamming him against the wall. “You may think I’m just a pretty face, but you’re about to find out how dangerous the rest of me is.”

Midorima

“I’ve been told you stole her lucky item,” Midorima says, his sister hiding behind his massive frame as he towers over the offending male. “Return it at once, or you’ll be the unlucky one.”

Murasakibara

“I told her making chocolates for you would be a waste of time,” Mursakibara grunts, eyes narrowed.

He leans closer, shadow swallowing the smaller frame of the boy who dared to accept a Valentine’s confession from the purple hair’s sister with no intention of reciprocation on White Day. “Now she’s crying and says she won’t ever make chocolates again,” he whines. The slamming of his fist against the locker makes the other flinch. “And it’s all your fault. I’m going to crush you for crushing her heart.”

Aomine

“Tetsuya,” Aomine drawls, leaning against the wall with crossed arms and narrowed eyes, “do you really not feel the same way for Satsuki as she does for you?”

His former shadow frowns then after a moment, shakes his head.

“Why the hell not?”

The question catches Kuroko off guard, as does the sudden increase in volume to Aomine’s tone. Swallowing unexpected nerves, he replies, “I just…she’s my friend. Nothing more.”

Aomine sighs, running one hand over his face. “Then figure out a way to make that crystal clear to her so she stops making a damn fool of herself.” Then his scowls returns. “She deserves better than that and you know it.”

nijimura being nsfw dominated by female s/o? doesnt have to be all that bdsm kink

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Candlelight flickers casting dancing shadows against the wall as soft violin music fills the room. Immaculately clean silver – actual silver – ware shines like jewelry upon crisp linens covering tables of wood stained cherry, solid in their structure yet with intricate

carvings on their legs which lends a certain delicacy to their features. All these couple together with a mouthwatering aroma of a meal painstakingly prepared with ingredients whose cost alone is worth more than the rent of his apartment.

And in this setting of elegance and class, Nijimura works to stifle moans clawing at his throat as her hand roams further up his thigh. Her lips, petal soft and glossy, leave a slightly sticky trail across his neck which is rapidly turning a shade of red he’d rather not admit to being able to obtain.

“Wha…what are you doing?” he grits through teeth clenched tight in an effort of control.

He feels the tilt of her lips, hears the unmistakable lilt of a chuckle deep in the recesses of her perfect chest. “Touching you, Shuzo.” The fan of her breath, holding notes of the wine consumed with their appetizers, draws goosebumps to the surface of his skin. “Do you want me to stop? Because this,” her palm presses firmly against the swell of his erection cutting off any attempt of verbal protest he may have, “says otherwise.”

Nijimura takes slow deep breaths, doing everything he can to not writhe against her but he’s losing the battle as the seconds tick on, as her own breathing increases in rapidity, as her lips and tongue return to caressing his flesh. “Do you know what would make me so hot?” she whispers against the shell of his ear. He shakes his head, unable to open his eyes lest he break his concentration and groan loudly in this very fancy and very public restaurant, though truth be told the booths are rather well separated.

As her body shifts away he’s torn between relief and regret but his eyes fly open at the feel of a tug against his belt. Deftly she undoes it, hands working quickly but with precision to unzip and untuck him. Suddenly exposed, Nijimura covers himself grabbing her hands in the process.

“Are you fucking insane? We’ll be caught! Do you know the ramifications of public indecency?” he hisses.

Her reply is singular. “Shuzo, I’m going to get under this table and suck your cock and you’re going to let me.” Pressing fingers to the underside of his jaw she pushes upward. Nijimura hadn’t even realized he’d become slack-jawed at her bold assertion. “You need a little breaking down,” she goes on, sliding smoothly to the floor. His breath catches in the back of his throat at the sight of her, clad in elegant evening wear on her knees looking up at him with half hooded, lust filled eyes. “Indulge my fantasy, Shuzo, and you can do anything you want to me in return.”

Nijimura looks up, thankful their waiter has been preoccupied with a rather difficult table on the other side of their section. He looks side to side then back down at her still patiently waiting for him to fully consent to her wishes, to her wants, to her will.

Finally, he sits back, relaxes his legs, and makes room for her, obliging to adjust the table cloth so as to fully conceal her from any potentially prying eyes. By the time they’re done situating themselves, it looks as though he’s merely a man waiting for the return of his date.

The feel of her mouth around his cock is heaven despite his anxiety regarding their surroundings. She hums, low and quiet sending shivers down his legs. The cupping of his balls has his hands clenching the table top and he knows, he just knows this woman is going to be the death of him.

But what a sweet death it will be.

Finding his voice, he says, “Make sure you swallow, sweetie, wouldn’t want you to make a mess of that dress.”

NSFW scenario with Midorimia and the prompt “It’s been a long day… let’s take a bath together.” Gender neutral s/o please!

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He could feel the kinks and knots in his shoulders relaxing as you worked at them with your hands, fingers applying pressure in an even motion that had him practically melting at your touch. It had been a while since you’d given Midorima a massage and an even longer time since he’d actually openly asked for one. The nudging touches and squeezing pressure was only amplified by the fact that he’d removed his shirt, allowing your digits to dig into the sore muscles.

“You need to sit back and relax more often,” you chastised, voice soft as you continued to work your hands from his shoulders down his arms. Even years after he’d stopped playing basketball every day, Midorima was still rather muscular. “It won’t be good for you health if you stay this tense all the time.”

He merely grunted in affirmation, nodding only slightly as he focused on the feel of your hands traveling down. Eventually your massaging motions turned into simple touches as you smoothed your fingers along his skin. Fingertips brushing against the expanse of his arms, you moved on to the muscles of his abs when you felt yourself craving for more. A shudder ran through his body as you did so, his head leaning back to rest against your body as you held him from behind.

“It’s been a long day,” you murmured, the tips of your fingers dangerously close to the hem of his pants. You played with the trail of hair that led into them, gently curling them around your fingers and following their path downward. It wasn’t hard to see the excitement that was beginning to affect Midorima. “Let’s take a bath together. It’s been a while.”

A soft, almost relieved, sigh left Midorima’s lips when you unbuttoned his pants and undid his fly, one hand dipping into the unseen expanse of his groin. Your fingers were gentle in their grip, holding him at his base and gently dragging along his shaft. Another breath left Midorima, this one shuddering. He couldn’t get the image of a steamy bathroom and a naked you being held in his arms out of his imagination.

It was time to make that image a reality.

Akashi + Himuro cuddling with their s/o that suddenly asks the boys to tell them a story

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Himuro: He was trying not to let the surprise show on his face, but there was no doubt that Himuro had never been asked to tell anyone a story before. Shifting slightly in his seat, just enough that you had to move your head to be in a more comfortable position and still be able to see him, he tried to mull over a few scenarios in his mind that he could say.

“I’m not very good at this,” he admitted sheepishly.

The only things that were coming to mind were actual events that had happened in his life and, granted while they were stories, he was sure they wouldn’t be the things you’d want to hear. Maybe there was a way for him to twist it into some kind of fairy tale? Though he was sure there would be no possible way for him to create a story worthy of knights and dragons from all the shenanigans he’d done as a kid.

“Let me think for a bit,” he asks, but eventually decides to just go with the flow. Whatever came out would be the story. “Once upon a time… Don’t laugh. That’s how you start a story, right?”

Akashi: Hearing the request from you has him thinking back on his past when he was much younger. Laying his head on his mother’s lap, he would ask the same thing of her just as he was on the verge of falling asleep for the night. It was one of the few memories of her that he had which still brought a smile to his face, no matter how strained it could be at times. Even now, as the memory invaded his mind, the ghost of a smile was etching itself onto his lips.

“Sure,” he said, voice just high enough above a whisper so that you could hear him. “I think I know one you might like.”

Conjuring up whatever he could remember, Akashi brought forth the familiar characters and settings that his mom used to tell him about in his mind’s eye. She had always been so good at painting a picture in his mind that, even now years later, he could still vividly see the fantasy worlds that she had created just for him.

“It started a long time ago,” he began, walking down that memory lane.

15 days writing valentine’s day number 15 with Himuro and Midorima

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Admitting a crush/Secret Admirer

Midorima

It looked as if it had been written on a typewriter, the penmanship so perfect that not a single letter looked out of place. Every line crossed, every punctuation marked looked as perfect as if it had been written in a textbook. Every so often there would be a little flourish, almost as if some personality were coming through in the lettering themselves, but for the most part the paper was bare of any decoration. It was a simple, one paged note. Reading through it, it documented numerous occasions of interaction. It was clear in the language that an admiration had been established and more was craved.

Midorima found himself uncharacteristically biting the inside of his cheek as he read through the note. The wording had been carefully chosen to convey every message that he was receiving and he wondered if it was the same for the other party. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he neared the end of it, where a name would normally be signed. At the end, the simple script that read ‘Your Secret Admirer’ faced him instead.

Midorima sealed the letter into an envelope before slipping it into your locker. Hopefully you’d find it soon.

Himuro

How many times had be been on the receiving end of a confession? Too many to count if he were being completely honest with himself. He’d turned down many admirers before, thinking that none of them had been truly what he’d been searching for at the time. He wondered how many hearts he had broken and how many were still picking up the pieces. It made a frown etch itself onto his face thinking about every one of those people.

He knew exactly how they felt now. Heart pounding and hands sweating, he had to admit that admitting to a crush was one of the hardest things he’d ever done in his life. He could hear the little voice in his head, a conscious or a little devil, telling him that this was the wrong move and there was no way his feelings would be reciprocated. His voice of reason, the little angel, was trying its best to refute every one of those arguments; he should do this, because if he didn’t then he would never know. Had this been the same thought process for all of his admirers? If it was, it was torture.

“I’ve got something I need to tell you,” he started and even those words seemed to burn through his throat, making him want to stop altogether.

Yay ask box open!!! Could you do a fluffy to smutty scenario with Akashi and his fem s/o? From cuddles to frick fracks 😉

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I love soft to sexy! – Admin Jade

It had been a lazy day, a rarity in the Akashi household and one she planned to take full advantage of. Snuggled in Seijuro’s arms, hazing in and out of full consciousness, a contented sigh left her lips, her breath ghosting over the small hairs of his hand stirring him slightly.

“Comfortable?”

She hummed agreement, pushing back further into him and he tightened the hold about her waist. A delicate kiss, feather soft, whispered against the side of her neck and she angled her head to give him more access. Akashi smiled softly and obliged, pressing another, longer than the first. She shifted, another sigh emitting but this one laced with something…hungrier.

“Feeling restless?” he teased continuing to kiss where he could reach, his left hand beginning to rub up and down her outer thigh.

She hummed again, too tired or lost in the pleasure of his touch to bother formulating proper speech, pressing her ass against his now wakening erection.

“Let’s see if I can be of assistance,” he offered. Propping up on his elbow to gain a better vantage, he leaned over her, placing open mouth kisses upon her neck, sucking the tender sensitive flesh sending a plume of heat rushing over her body.

“Sei,” she gasped, arching into the palm he’d moved to cup her breast over her shirt. He gave it a squeeze, firm but not rough, never stopping the motion of his lips, adding tongue for good measure. When he pinched her nipple her mouth fell open on a gasp.

Akashi trailed down her torso, pushing past the line of her shorts and underwear. He hummed deep against her skin, fingers teasing the very top of her sex. “So wet for me already, you’d think I wasn’t giving you proper attention.” She groaned, rocking her hips forward to seek more friction. “So needy, so wanting.” He rolled to his back, easily drawing her to lay on top. Parting his legs and shifting her hips, he returned his right hand down below her waistline, slicking his fingers with the essence of her arousal while his left trailed under her t-shirt, palming her unobstructed breast all while he sucked and nipped at her neck.

“Seijuro….please…”

She sounded pathetic in her own ears but couldn’t be concerned to care. Akashi lifted his hips, pressed his erection to the swell of her ass and then pushed in two fingers to her waiting heat.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he growled, nipping the curve of her ear making her yelp. “You better enjoy this soft and slow because when I get you on your knees you won’t be able to walk when I’m through.”