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fanficwriters-posts · 8 months

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Note: I'm making this because there's literally almost little about him.

Hiro Hamada HCs

Definitely a lot of dates in the lab instead of outside but he still likes hanging out outside of the lab.

Will literally get you whatever you want as long as he knows how to make it.

Or as long as he's able to afford it.

No matter what.

But he won't tell or present it to you like he made/bought it.

You just left your classroom and headed to your lab to do your homework. It was beside Tadashi's(which is now Hiro's but still Tadashi's) and always has been. Once you enter, Hiro would poke his head out of his lab and take quiet steps towards your lab doors before putting down the thing you wanted but in a box. He knocks on the door before dashing back into his lab, pushing Baymax who was watching the whole time back in. You look up from your book in curiosity and set your pen down before heading towards the door to see who was outside. When you open it, you found nothing until you look down to see a well wrapped box with a little flower on top. You grab the present and see that it's addressed to you before unwrapping it to find the item you've been wanting for a while. Meanwhile, Hiro sits on his beanbag with a proud smirk on his face.

He loves it when you play with his hair or wear his sweater.

He literally melts when he sees you wear it.

Baymax is concerned sometimes because of how much smiling he does when you're around.

He introduced you to his friends and they absolutely adore you. Especially, Honey Lemon and Fred.

Whenever he gets bored, he'd just pick up his phone and call you. When you answer, he'd say; "So bored. Can we hang out?"

Late night or not, he still manages to find ways to hang out with you. Online or not.

During weekends, everytime he goes down to the cafe, he'd wait for you to walk in but if you don't, he'll text you.

If you're sick on weekends, Aunt Cass will make some soup and Hiro will gift it to your parents even though they already made your food.

He'll definitely stay beside you when you're sick. If you sneeze, a tissue is already in his hand, holding it out for you to take and wipe your nose.

If he gets sick, then you'll return the favor and take care of him while Aunt Cass runs the cafe downstairs.

He won't admit he's sick and deny it all the time until he accepts it(which is after 30 minutes).

He only lets you to enter his room even when he's asleep.

When he wakes up, expect a goofy smile on this raven haired boy.

"Hey beautiful/handsome/gorgeous."

Cheesy when he's half asleep.

If you're ever scared, he'd sent Baymax over to comfort when he couldn't. If he could, then he'll go to your room and comfort you himself.

He'll probably wake up later than you but we all sleep late sometimes too so...

During weekdays, he always pick you up at your place, brings you your favorites from The Lucky Cat Cafe before walking to SFIT together.

Or you'd be the one picking him up from his place.

It depends on who's texting who to pick who up.

He loves his bags of gummy bears so you buy some more for him.

He loves you even more.

When you two have to do hero stuff, you always ride with him on Baymax when traveling.

He finds you so good-looking in your hero suit that he nearly draw you on his textbook. Trying to be like Miles Morales.

JK. Definitely draw you.

He loves to take you out on dinner dates because he found them more romantic than lab dates.

Gets seriously worried when something happens to you when you fight bad guys together.

He has magnets on your gloves and shoes like his hero suit just so he can keep you still on Baymax's back.

He loves it when you get so serious in your things like, studying, fighting, gaming, creating something. It shows that you're putting a lot of effort into it and he's proud of it.

Always gets higher score than yours in tests, and sometimes lower. Yours is around 90% all the time thanks to your scheduled study dates every time before final exams or tests. But his? 99% and 89% all the way. Sometimes you both get 100.

He loves PDA but not around Aunt Cass. He gets super flustered but so confident when she or his friends are not around.

Brags about you to Karmi to make her jealous.

Literally never stops.

He just love you so much.

Homemade ice creams!

Especially during summer break.

He wanted to make a machine for it but you prefer making them yourself.

He'll join you once he gets too hot from the heat that he stops half way making it. Just wait.

If it's too long to make, you guys would just use science to make the ice cream freeze quicker.

Has a wall for polaroids of you guys on your dates (takes one on each date).

Mostly only you guys but in some there's Baymax and/or Fred who wants to join in by photo bombing it.

Aunt Cass loves them and likes to ask Hiro which date did you guys go to while pointing at a Polaroid.

The camera is yours but he's the one to keeps the photos.

Always play co-op games with you.

Any kind.

Movie nights neither of you guys are tired.

Holds your hand in public even when doing hero stuff.

Honey Lemon will suggest you what kind of dates you two should do together.

Wasabi is a supporter. When someone is about to intervene, he'd politely ask them to leave so you and Hiro can have some quality time together.

GoGo is proud whenever Hiro makes the first move during your dates.

Tells you who he's with and where he's going to.

He wants you to trust him as much as he trusts you.

Rarely is jealous. But definitely get defensive when someone flirts with you.

If you guys ever argue, he'd be the first one to apologize and you two hug it out.

Makes you vehicle of your choice out of scrap. But no car yet. (Motorcycle, skateboard, scooter, etc)

If you love flowers, he'll buy you seeds for them and you'd give the flowers to Hiro and Aunt Cass. Little flower crowns for Mochi and Baymax, too.

If Hiro ever gets a nightmare. You'd know.

Literally.

Like, he shot up from his sleeping state from his nightmare, panting and sweating cold sweat and you'll just wake up in the middle of the night and say to yourself, "Something just happened."

He's a lot more open to you than he is to his friends.

Loves to share a sweater during winter. And he'll make sure to use the big comfy one.

He adores the view of you in the winter. It warms his heart and his face.

Comforts you whenever you're sad whether you need him or not.

You and the gang plays Just Dance at Fred's house and even- almost- got Clifford to do it.

He makes you your own mini-max that suits your personality.

Video call through your Mini-max and his Baymax if either your phones are charging.

Never sleeps on your sleepovers and ended up fighting to stay awake during the day because you wanted to hang out together.

You guys ended up sleeping in his room and on his bed anyway.

He'd keep every single present you give him because he cherish them.

You'd keep every single present of his and put them to use if they are made for it.

Matching silver necklaces.

Deep conversations on your rooftop.

Skincare together after you both turn 16.

Planning on moving to an apartment that's only a few blocks away from the Lucky Cat Cafe and your house when you turn 20.

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napakmahal · 6 months

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Don’t slut up that college

Btw if you’ve watched the show and if you look (not that close) you will find a lot of Euphoria references.

“I want to look like attractive but not desperate. Like im begging to make a move.” Tadashi help a hanger with a loose light green short sleeve button up. In a few minutes he’d be leaving to spend the night with this girl he’d been talking to for a while who lived in the dorms of another campus. SFIT didn’t allow foreign students on their campus unless they were being considered for a spot there so it was easier for him to go over to y/n’s place.

In order to get complete, unbiased, and a mixture of different opinions he’d invited his entire clique over to his hour to help him pack. Along with his little brother listening by accident of course.

Gogo coughed into the crease of her elbow, “I don’t think she’s going to look at any of your clothes and think: Oh my god he’s trying to fuck me.”

“LANGUAGE!” Tadashi scolded, referring to the much younger college students behind the paper room divider.

She popped her hand over her mouth, “Oops, sorry.”

Hiro removed one of his headphones from where he’d been watching some dumb youtube video on his bed and called out, “It’s all good Gogo!”

Honey pointed out, “I like it. I think you look very presentable and casual. Like it’s enough to go out, but not too over the top.”

“Yeah,” Wasabi, who was sitting on the floor right next to his friend’s bed agreed. “Besides, I think muted colors and calm patterns make you look clean.”

Tadashi was holding onto the hanger and placing it in front of his torso as if he was actually wearing it before turning around.

“Fred.”

The blonde looked up, squinted for a few moments before responding. “It’s nice. Suits you really well.”

With a sigh, Tadashi took the shirt off the hanger and rolled it up into a log before gently placing it inside his backpack. He needed help planning out this weekend. Over the course of the months Y/n and Tadashi had been talking he thought he’d made it abundantly clear that he really liked her. And he had, but he also wanted her to know that he took her seriously. So showing up to the two-day mini vacation they planned dressed like a bum was not an option. He liked this girl and was very committed and devoted to her and he was going to act like it.

Just then, the door to the boys shared bedroom swung open with a creaking noise. Their Aunt Cass was standing in the doorway holding their newly groomed cat like a baby in her arms.

“Hey Auntie.” Hiro greeted her without looking up. The rest followed in saying hello.

Aunt Cass walked into the room before looking around at all the clothes spread out on her oldest nephews bed.

“I want you to know I’m putting a lot of trust into you. Letting you go out.” Aunt Cass pointed her finger at Tadashi before dropping Mochi the cat and letting him run to sit on Honey’s lap for ear scratches.

From the other side of the divider Hiro laughed and said, “Yeah Tadashi, don’t get her pregnant!”

Aunt Cass grabbed one of Tadashi’s shirt and threw it at Hiro’s face. “That’s not funny, Hiro.”

The boy’s smirk wiped off but quickly returned when his aunt looked back at his older brother with a serious tone. “No seriously, do not get her pregnant.”

“Relax Auntie,” Tadashi zipped up his backpack. “She has a roommate.”

“Mmmhmm, listen to me. I want you to keep your phone on you, make sure your ringer is on all the time. If you go out and when you come back I want you to take a photo of you in the room with a working clock in it.” She pointed her finger in his face.

Despite him being an adult, she still worried. After the deaths of their parents, she’d been intrusted with the care of her beautiful boys. And if she’d lost them, lost on of their parents babies, how was she supposed to forgive herself for that?

Everyone’s jaw had dropped at her demanding request.

“What the hell?” Gogo was laughing into her palm.

Wasabi looked up at Aunt Cass, “You mean like a ransome photo?”

Completely falbberagsted, Tadashi laughed out breathlessly with his mouth hung open, “I hate you, did you know that?”

“Aww well I love you.” She wrapped her arm around her (much taller) nephew.

Tadashi wrapped both of his arms around her torso like a little kid and tucked his head into her, “I love you, too.”

Tadashi was getting ready to leave in a matter of a few more minutes. He’d been lent the family’s truck for the weekend for him to use. Not very hot to have to ride around on a moped with your date.

“Okay, have fun rockstar.” Aunt Cass and the rest of the clique including Hiro followed him out as he was getting ready to pull the truck out of the alley behind their garage. Once he was in and the engine was turned on, his entire friend group started making vaguely sexual gestures toward him behind his Aunt’s back. Which then prompted Hiro to shout at the top of his lungs:

“DON’T SLUT UP THAT CAMPUS!”

Aunt Cass slapped him in the back of the head.

The rest of the farewells consisted of ‘be a gentleman’ or ‘tell her we said hi’. It wasn’t until everyone but Aunt Cass had gone back inside the café that she carefully whispered to herself as she watched the truck drive further away:

“Don’t you dare get her pregnant.”

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“Okay, how do I look?” You turned around with your arms spread wide for your roommate to judge.

This would be the first time Tadashi would be sleeping over and for two day you’d never have to say goodnight. Obviously, this was not your first date with him. You guys’s first date was a trip to the botanical gardens where he insisted on taking a million pictures of you and posting them on every social media platform he had (Instagram, that’s it) with the caption ‘someone’s someone”. And ever since you two have been non-stop talking. He’s the first person to wish you a good morning and he’s the last person to tell you goodnight. He just feels right, he might be it.

Your roommate, getting high off her cherry coke-flavored vape kissed her teeth. “Like a bad bitch.”

“Oh my god,” You laughed dropping your face in your hands. “ Thank you for that, but can you come up with another one?”

“Why? You look like a bad bitch. End of story.”

You scoffed, “Yes, and thank you but I feel like he’s not that kind of guy.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“I just mean like he’s not one to call girls bad, or fine. Hell, he has the hardest time saying the word sexy. To him, it’s a cuss word. So, other than a bad bitch is there anything else I can pass off as?”

Your roommate breathed out a cloud of scented smoke, “An angel.”

“Aww thank you.”

“What are you guys even doing tonight?” She asked from her side of the room.

You grabbed your beauty blender and started to fix some things, “Umm we’re just gonna hang out. Grab food, walk around, and then come back here to watch a movie.”

“Watch a movie, or watch a movie?

You rolled your eyes. “You’re actually done.”

“How long till Netflix asks if you’re still watching?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively.

You argued with your roommate, “He’s not the kind of guy.”

“Oh really? What campus does he go to? OMG PLEASE TELL ME HE’S NOT IN A FRAT!”

You gagged at the thought of dating a frat boy. “Ew no, that’s such an ick!”

“So where does he go? Here?”

You shook your head and started going through your collection of jewelry to decipher what would look best with your outfit. “No, he goes to SFIT. He’s a- a robotics major.”

“Ooooh she got herself a nerd!” She laughed in your ear. “How’d you guys meet anyways?”

You thought about that day and a sly smile plastered on your face. A few months ago, one of the girls in your dorm was transferring to SFIT because she couldn’t afford to attend there all four years and a lot of you wanted to show out to the student showcase to support her getting in. There is where you meet a tall boy in a baseball cap with eyes are brown as freshly brewed coffee and honey-baked skin. Needless to say, he was very cute, and the girl with the e/c eyes from the party college across town wasn’t too bad looking at all. And his inflatable healthcare robot was quite the snitch when his heart rate started speeding up around you. What started off as exchanging numbers with and texting a boy from a college across town, turned into wanting to see him all the time, going out on dates, doing homework together, staying up all hours of the night to talk to each other, and sent photos and videos once. And you two wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“Oh shit,” Your phone dinged. “He’s here. Which me luck!”

You grabbed your keys, kicked your shoes on, and started out the door when your roommate shouted back at you, “Good luck, boo-boo!”

In order for him to really be allowed on campus he needed a student to accompany him so it was vital you were on time so they wouldn’t ban him for trying to trespass. Also because you were just like, really excited to see him.

Across the parking lot, in the blue-purple lit sky decorated with the twinking and flashing electric lights of the crazy industrialized city, Tadashi could be found pacing back in forth behind the long tail of the light blue rusty work truck. The second he came into sight, swinging his keys in his hand while he waited for you, you straightened your arms and sped walked towards him.

“Hey, luv!” You smiled at him.

He thought your smile was the most beautiful in the world. All the things you posted wearing more dark makeup with eyeliner wings sharp enough to cut someone were no doubt attractive, but there was something about the photos you were always smiling. Like the time you two went to the aquarium and a little otter named Silvia grew very fond of you. Swimming around and following you around the tank. You smiled so much that date that all the photos he took of you took up almost five percent of his photo memory.

Tadashi quickly turned around to look you in the eye. “Hi-wow you’re so beautiful.”

“Aww thank you.” He embraced you in a hug and took a moment to just take you in. The way your perfume smelled, what your hair smelled like, the different textures of your clothes. Everything mattered. Nothing but you.

The entire time you were driving around, talking and enjoying your time together Tadashi felt like he couldn’t be happier. However, at the same time he could have sworn that he was going to be sick to his stomach. Everytime you touched his hand like you’d done a thousand times before it still made his stomach flip in ways that were questionable to human physiology. Since it was a Saturday, everyone had their boyfriends and girlfriends over and all restaurants on campus were fully booked. It’s not like you and Tadashi were huge fans of sit downs despite your first date being at a sit down.

Instead, the two of you went down to the strip near the pier where the countless food vendors were backed up almost a hundred people each. Where you could watch the sea lions bask in the sunset, kids flying kites, a couple sharing ice creams, and a friendgroup celebrating a birthday with a picnic.

“Wait a second, you surf?!” You screeched while holding onto a stick of takoyaki in one hand and a blue raspberry frozen lemonade in the other.

Laughing, Tadashi answered, “Yeah, I have a surfboard in my room. Haven’t you seen it?”

“No, what the hell? Why am I just now finding out about this?” You playfully elbowed him in the arm.

“Well I haven’t gone in super long. So right now my boards just collecting dust.”

You bolding walked closer to him and placed you head on his shoulder as you walked. “If you ever plan on going again, will you teach me?”

“Of course, so that one day we can go surfing together.”

You held out your pinky, “Do you promise?”

“I promise.” Tadashi interlaced his pinky with yours and kissed the back of his fist.

You two sat on a park bench to simply listen to the natural environment of the city and the sloshing of the sea on the pier’s structure.

“So,” Tadash turned his body towards you. “How are you?”

“Same as the other million times you’ve asked me.” You laughed. That was the first thing Tadashi asked when you guys talked. How you were doing, or if there ws anything you wanted to share. To him, understanding every bit of the mind he’d grown to find so much beauty and adventure in was always the objective. The purpose of the experiment that was the relationship he was chasing after.

“Sorry, sorry,” He raised his hands in defeat.

Though you assured him it was fine you still wondered something. “How come you like asking me questions about myself? Like I ask you things and you answer them, but then you shift back to me. Why do you do that?”

How was he supposed to tell her that he wanted her to understand that he truly wanted her to be with him without sounding like a creep? Just earlier he’d asked all his friends what clothing made him seem like less of a weirdo, and now she was asking a question he was scared she may not want the answer to. At any moment during his answer she could get up adn walk away. What if she just wanted to take it slow, or maybe she didn’t want to date date him at all. She could just be exploring and the idea that he might weight her down could make her leave.

“Uhh,” He laughed nervously. “I just want you to make sure you know I care and take you seriously. I think I’m like pretty good about communicating with people but sometimes, I don’t know.”

You knew what he was talking about. When Hiro was a botfighter, he was constantly in dangerous situations. It was such a difficult time that really did push their limits to the test. The entire household had huge blowout arguments and breakdowns at least twice a month and it was ruining everyone. Hiro had made Aunt Cass cry without trying and the fourteen-year-old’s mental health was in such a decline they were starting to question whether or not he had some clinical disorders. During all of this, Tadashi kind of just watched. Granted he tried to be the mediator, and was always there for Hiro physically but when it came to him trying to express he just couldn’t. It’s not like he didn’t have anything to say, but it was like the words had been taken from him. What he really wanted to say just wouldn’t come out. Maybe if it had Hiro would have stopped a long time ago and there wouldn’t be a scar on their family dynamic.

For everytime he’d had one of these breakdowns he didn’t want to talk to someone that wasn’t you. You just got him, he felt it. He doesn’t worry about telling you and then you bringing it up all the time, or trying to give him counseling, if you’re going to judge him for being so weak he let his own family fall apart even if it was just for a period of time. All the things wrong with his mind and his thinking, you soothed.

You placed your hand on his, with nothing more to say. That’s how right this was. No words needed. You got him and he got you.

“You want to know how I am?”

He nodded and with a whisper answered, “I really do.”

In a whisper you answered close to his face. “I’m really fuckin’ happy right now.”

On his parents memory, Tadashi has never been so forward before. But something about the moment made it feel right. He leaned in and grabbed the back of your head. Like he was going to drop dead of a heart attack right that second if he didn’t kiss you. This wasn’t your guys’ first kiss, but it was the most intimate and dramatic.

With your foreheads pressed to each other he whispered, “Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“D-Do you like, umm,” God he was such a fucking idiot. How old was he? Eleven? “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

You ran your hand through his fine black hair and leaned back with a look of content on your face. “I already am.”

Now, nor you or Tadashi ever really told anyone what really happened on that first night in your empty dorm. Despite the thousands of questions you’d kept it to yourself. All they needed to know was that you were his and he was yours.

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crackedpumpkin · 7 months

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Pairing: Hiro Hamada x Reader Warnings: Mentions of alcohol. Aged up characters. Notes: Look, I just thought this was cute, okay? Sickeningly sweet, even. Anyway, I'm gonna go watch Youtube now. There's still much more to come for all the characters I write for goddamnit. Hope you enjoy this!

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"𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗."

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Hiro knew that he was deeply, utterly, and irreversibly in love with you when he was 18.

Maybe even before that, if he was being perfectly honest with himself. Why he never made the first move was obvious. Who'd risk their friendship all for what he dubbed as a 'silly crush'?

No, no, no. He'd rather keep you as a friend. Friends are reliable and safe. Take Gogo and the gang for example. They were there during his darkest times.

But you. You were different. You never once gave up on him. Like when you barreled up the stairs to his attic room during his grieving period for Tadashi's death, forcing him to drink that disgusting nutritious smoothie you'd made. All because you cared for him. Even back when he entered that portal to save Alistair’s daughter, to when he started his first semester in SFIT. You were there through it all.

Maybe that's when it started.

All he knows though, is that he only came to the realisation that he was madly in love with you during his 18th birthday last week.

"Happy birthday Hiro! Finally the big one-eight, huh?" Hiro chuckles with a wince when Fred all but jumps onto his back with a loud cheer.

He offers his friend a drink. "Thanks."

"Oh, if Tadashi were here, he'd be so proud of you," Honey Lemon gushes, handing him his gift. He takes it, grateful to see all his friends for the party Cass decided to throw. With it being last minute and all he hadn’t expected most of them to show. Now all that’s left is for the last guest to arrive.

"Thanks Honey Lemon. The rest are upstairs right now." He informs them, knowing full well that Gogo was probably already pouring a glass of beer in the kitchen and chatting with Cass.

"Hey Honey Lemon," He gently grabs the girl's arm, stopping her from following an over-excited Fred. "Have you seen her...?"

"She just messaged me saying that she's on the way, Hiro." She assures him with an all-knowing smile. He huffs a small sigh of relief, glad that you're still coming even after your small fight with him the day before.

"You should really just confess to her already."

"There's nothing to confess," He laughs nervously, running a hand through his hair.

"Could've fooled me." He turns to see Gogo, Wasabi, and Fred standing at the doorway to the stairs that lead up to the living area. Gogo takes another large sip of beer from her cup, her deadpan remark from earlier causing a flood of warmth to reach Hiro's ears.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Dude," Wasabi shakes his head, "You've been in love with her ever since you were like, what, 14? Don't deny it. We all see the way you look at her."

"I look at her like I look at Fred!" He denies vehemently.

"You look at Fred like he's stupid." Honey Lemon pops a lozenge into her mouth.

"Exactly." Hiro smirks, crossing his arms. A knock on the door makes him turn, his lips curling into a wide smile when he sees you standing outside.

He opens the door, ready to greet you with a hug when he spots the man next to you. His smile immediately fades, confusion replacing his earlier happiness. You turn and say a quick goodbye to him, waving him off before stepping into the cafe and giving Hiro a quick hug.

The scent of your shampoo overwhelms his senses, but he’s still oddly guarded against this new guy that was watching the entire exchange happen. He doesn’t know what overcomes him, wrapping his arms around you with some sort of possessive squeeze, eyes narrowing into a subtle glare. The guy who accompanied you studies him with a raised brow, letting out a huff before leaving.

“Hiro?” He finally releases you from his hold after you tap his arms.

“Hey,” He greets you simply, letting out a breathy chuckle at the sight of your flushed cheeks from the cold night. Your hands are in his, and he hopes that they get warm so you don’t fall sick. Being physically fit and having a strong immune system are not the same thing, and you’re the embodiment of that.

“Happy birthday,” You remove your hands from his, handing him a small packaged gift. He takes it from you, pressing his lips together to keep himself from smiling wider than he already is. He takes a deep breath to calm himself, distracting himself by snatching the beanie off your head.

You narrow your eyes into a playful glare before sighing. “Thanks, here’s my coat and bag too.” You hand him both items, dumping them in his outstretched arms with a smirk.

He watches you walk off to enthusiastically greet everyone. They all welcome you with big hugs and warm smiles, Gogo offering you a sip of her beer. You decline it politely and she shrugs, downing the rest.

He follows everyone upstairs, heading to his bedroom where he sets down your gift on his table with the rest. He arranges the coat to rest on his chair, placing the bag in the seat before he spots something inside. In your hurry to make it on time, you forgot to zip it up properly before handing it to him.

He gently pulls the white strip of paper, suppressing a laugh when he realises what it is. A strip of photos that you two had taken in a photobooth together is in his hands. He still remembers that day when you dragged him out of the house to “touch some grass” as you’d so eloquently put it.

You had dragged him to a mall, where you both watched Frozen 2 together. He had to buy the tickets as usual, but he didn’t really mind if that meant you would enjoy the movie. You bought the snacks, munching away on the popcorn even though it was intended to be shared by the both of you.

He didn’t really mind that either.

So when you both exited the cinema to see a photobooth, you gasped excitedly and grabbed his wrist, tugging him along. He groaned when you placed a reindeer headband on his head but didn’t take it off. After all, how could he deny your request when your eyes sparkled, filled to the brim with happiness? You then raved about how cheap it was, only paying a total of 7 bucks for 2 photo strips.

He took one, and so did you.

His is on a corkboard above his desk, a thumbtack pinning it above all the rest of the group photos taken together. There was another photo where the both of you had hot chocolate moustaches during Christmas, caught off guard by the sudden flash from Fred’s camera.

Huh. Maybe he is in love with you after all.

He puts the strip of photos back in your bag, zipping it up tightly so it wouldn’t fall out before heading back down to the kitchen where he spots you sitting down next to the windowsill. He makes his way over, grabbing two cups. One filled with cola, and one filled with cider.

"So, this is new," Hiro hums, handing you the cup filled with cola. You take it from him gratefully, starting to sip away. “Never saw him around before.”

"Yeah," you laugh, sparing him no detail of how you first got together with Max. He had been your lab partner and over time you just got closer until he asked you out last week. You had hesitantly accepted, unsure why an unknown tugging in your chest makes you feel uncomfortable doing so. But you simply brushed it aside, because why not?

"He seems...nice."

"He is," You reply lightheartedly, a warm smile on your lips "How about you though?" you nudge his side with a laugh. "When're you gonna find a girlfriend, huh?"

He chuckles. "What makes you think I don't have one?"

"Please," You scoff, eyeing him with a sarcastic look. "You'd be bragging non-stop if you did."

"Yeah, you're right," He admits. "Here, I'll get you a refill." He swipes the now empty cup from your hand, striding off to the kitchen counter. You watch him leave with a soft smile, leaning on your elbow. He greets Gogo and Honey Lemon with a nudge to their sides, the both of them welcoming him into the conversation. He falls into it so easily, talking gaily with a twinkle in his eyes.

You study the way he bends down to listen, and his messy hair falling into his eyes as he laughs. You forget how quickly he'd grown up. His growth spurt had hit him like a truck, and puberty had just made his voice a little deeper though it still had the same mischievous undertones as he did when he was 14.

You forgot exactly how grown up he'd become. Have you always seen him as his 14 year old self?

"You could always just confess."

The sudden voice startles you out of your thoughts, letting out a yelp at Fred's appearance. Hiro looks up, his attention drawn to you after hearing your surprised yelp. You shake your head to signal that you're fine, his wide eyes softening in response before he resumes his conversation with Gogo.

"That was ages ago," you hissed in embarrassment, turning to face the window. Fred plops into the seat opposite you with a raised brow. "It's not like I still had that fat crush on him when I was a teenager."

“You’re right,” Fred agrees, taking a nonchalant sip from his cup before continuing. “It’s only gotten worse.”

"It has not," you deny hotly, feeling the flush work its way up your neck and into your cheeks, burning at the insinuation.

"Mmhm," Fred nods slowly. "Sure it hasn't. Don't think I forgot all about your little rants."

Crap. You wish you could delete the memory of your pining for Hiro from his memory. Sure, it'd been a couple times when Fred had been your listening ear. Or Wasabi. Or Honey Lemon. Or Gogo.

Everyone knows.

The realisation makes you cringe, sliding deeper into your seat and covering your face with your hands. You desperately wish the ground would just swallow you whole.

"With that reaction, I highly doubt it ever faded," Fred chuckles at the dismayed state you're in.

"Is something wrong?" You tense at the familiar voice, peeking through your fingers to see the bemused smile on Hiro's lips as he stands between you both with two red plastic cups in his hand.

"Nope, nothing's wrong amigo. Just a little girl talk," Fred winks, patting your shoulder as he stands up to leave.

Hiro laughs. "Right." He watches Fred walk away before sitting down opposite you. You sit back up straight, hands away from your face and gripping the cup he hands to you a little too forcefully. Hiro's eyes study you, trying to put together the puzzle pieces. You recognise the look in his eyes - it's similar to when he's trying to find the source of a problem in his invention.

"I'm not a robot. Or Baymax," You remind, taking a sip of cold cola. The cool beverage trickles down your throat as you swallow, and you press the cup against your cheeks, hoping to cool them down faster.

"That's a very smart observation."

"Shut up," you retort playfully.

"So, how long have you guys been together?" Hiro asks, the words foreign on his tongue. He never pictured you with anyone else but him before, and seeing Max was a bit of a shock to his pleasant night. It kinda dimmed it a little too.

"Not really together," you say, "We’re kinda still in the talking stage. He asked me out to the movies." You don't really know what prompted you to deny your relationship, even though technically you guys aren’t really together yet since it’d only been your second date so far with him before Hiro’s birthday party.

"Oh?" Hiro's interest is piqued. He leans forward. "Which movie?"

"The Nun," You shudder.

"Seriously?" Hiro dissolves into laughter, shaking his head and wiping the tears from his eyes at your disgruntled state. "But you hate horror movies!"

"Yeah," you sigh, taking another sip. "But he was really apologetic about it and the tickets were already bought, so..."

"Right. You went with him so you wouldn't waste the money." Hiro guesses, and he must've hit the nail on the head from the way your lips purse when he's right about something.

"Maybe."

"Aww, it's okay," he coos playfully, reaching over and ruffling your hair with his hand. You swat it away, trying to fix the hair you'd put so much effort into before coming (though you'll never tell him that). "We'll watch Elemental next weekend so you can cry it out. Again." He offers.

"It's not my fault I cry easily at stuff! Besides, Ember's entire journey struck a chord in my heart, okay?" You defend yourself, crossing your arms.

"Sure. If anything, I'd say you're more of a Wade."

"You mean gentle, kind, and caring? Thanks," You reply swiftly, batting your eyelashes at him with a smirk. "You're kinda a Clod yourself."

"Says you, at least he has confidence." Hiro argues back. "And Wade's a crybaby."

"He is not," You gasp, laying your hand over your heart in mock offence. "he's just very in touch with his emotions."

Hiro's deadpan stare makes the corners of your mouth twitch, trying to suppress the smile that threatens to take over. Judging from the twinkle in his eye, he's doing the same.

"Whatever," You scoff, finally allowing the genuine smile to blossom. God, how you’ve missed this stupid boy.

Hiro watches you with sincere interest, not allowing his gaze to wander away from you even once as a grin plays on his lips. God, how he’s missed this annoying girl.

"They're sickening." Gogo whispers, 3 cans of beer already emptied around her as she sips on her fourth. "They both need to woman up already."

"Don't worry," Wasabi chuckles, watching you both continue to talk intently with huge smiles on your faces. "I have a feeling that they just need a little more time."

— — — — —

The cafe bell chimes, signalling yet another customer’s presence.

Hiro slides his phone back into his pocket. Oh well, guess he'd check his assignments later. Upon looking up however, he's grateful that he didn't opt out of helping Cass with the cafe today.

He clears his throat. "What can I get you today?"

"One iced latte please."

"And would you like that with, or without the server? That's me." He adds hurriedly in a whisper.

"With, you dumbass." You laugh. He's fully enraptured by the sound, eyes watching the amused smile on your lips, and the way your eyes crease when you laugh.

"I'll be right with you then." He sets off to make the latte hurriedly, already planning on using his break time to spend it with you instead.

"So, how's the boyfriend?" He asks politely, sliding into the seat opposite yours with your drink. Something sharp twists itself deeper into his chest, making him shift uncomfortably. He forces a courteous smile, trying to act as if it doesn’t bother him even now.

"Oh, him?" You muse, fingernail tapping against the plastic cup. "We broke up."

"Oh?" Whatever sharp object that was twisting deep into his heart starts to ease away bit by bit, allowing him to breathe just a little easier. He forces down the pleased smile that almost starts to form from your reply, letting sympathy take its place. "What happened?"

"I don't know, I just..." You sigh, eyes trained on the droplets of water that had formed due to condensation on the side of the plastic cup.

It's silent for a while. You distract yourself by stirring the drink so that the milk and espresso blend together, forming a light, milky brown in the cup. You take a small sip, trying to ignore the way his all-knowing stare bores holes into your head as if he’s already read your mind. Knowing him though, he probably didn’t. Probably. You can never tell what invention he might be testing on you.

Hiro merely waits patiently, knowing that all you needed was a little time before you'd cave and tell him everything.

"We just weren't that compatible," You admit.

"Really? I would never have guessed from the way he brought you to watch The Nun for your first date," Hiro says sarcastically, wincing when your glare is now directed at

him. "Sorry." He apologises with his hands raised in surrender.

He places them back down, noticing how your lips part as if you're about to say something, but instead hesitate. "What's wrong?" He asks gently.

"He also said...He knew that he isn't my priority. He said that he knows....someone else is." You say slowly, cheeks awash with a burnt pink as it works its way up your neck and into your cheeks and ears. You can't bring yourself to look at him, the words you just admitted out loud already a confession in itself.

Hold on.

Hiro's mind is reeling at the words you've just uttered. His eyes are focused on your flushed cheeks (it’s not his fault you look so pretty) as his mind is completely blown to tiny, incomprehensible pieces in his head.

"Uh...I...uh...well…"

"This was a mistake," You mumble, taking the cup and standing up, ready to leave. You're slightly amused at the sounds coming out of Hiro's mouth, but maybe now's not the time. Especially after a (somewhat) fresh breakup. "Thanks for the coffee," You start to make your way to the exit, a hand on the glass door before it's covered by another larger one.

"Wait."

You turn, your breath hitching when you're met with a rather broad chest covered in a thin red shirt underneath the denim apron Cass always makes all her staff wear. Your eyes slowly trail up his flushed neck to see Hiro staring down at you with wide eyes, stuttered breaths barely leaving his lips.

He didn't know what to say. God, he has no idea what to say. Why is he saying nothing? Stupid, useless brain.

But even though he couldn't form a comprehensive sentence of simple words strung together, even though for once in his life, he knows what he wants, all he knows is that he can't let you leave the cafe. Not now.

His body moves faster than his brain, jolting out of his seat and racing toward you. His hand reaches out, gently covering yours before you can push past the glass door of the cafe.

"Wait." He can barely comprehend himself speaking, his mind blank once your eyes meet his. His lips part and close, still trying to muster up the courage. To do what, exactly? He doesn't know.

He's an engineer, a programmer, and a superhero. He can do anything! He saved the city of San Fransokyo once or twice already, so why is this so hard?

Why is it so difficult to just ask?

He sees the hope in your eyes diminish, and that's when he knows he's hesitated for too long. You look back down, tucking your hair behind your ear. "I'll see you soon, Hiro." You say quietly, turning back around.

"This Sunday." The words fall past his lips before he realises what he's saying.

"What?" He's got your attention. It's now or never.

"This Sunday," He repeats, a little more confidently this time. "Elementals. And dinner."

"...In the cafe?" A slight gleam of amusement is back in your eyes, a small smile playing on your lips.

"No," He shakes his head with a breathy laugh, "Outside. At a restaurant. You and me."

"Like a date?"

He lifts his head, grinning widely at the genuine smile you finally allow onto your face.

"Like a date."

#hiro hamada x reader #hiro hamada x you #hiro hamada x y/n #hiro hamada #hiro hamada fics #hiro hamada oneshot #BH6 #big hero six #big hiro 6 #big hero 6 #bh6 x reader #gogo tomago #wasabi no ginger #honey lemon #baymax #fred

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naty-cherry-bh6 · 10 days

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Big hero 6 keyblade

For my Sora x Natalia lore, I wanted to introduce Bh6 as keyblade. I've already given some thought to one of his skills.

Honey Lemon: When she spins, she throws her spheres and they will explode creating various spell effects.

Fred: Its ability would be especially for making reactions with ice and pyro.

Wasabi: His weapon would have a function similar to that of his blades, but more powerful.

Hiro: I haven't thought it through yet. Maybe it would have the same function as the San Fransokyo Keyblade.

GoGo: Unfortunately this one I haven't had any ideas, but it would probably have something to do with speed and electro.

Well, that's it. To be honest, I'm embarrassed to tell the lore I have because I don't know how some people would take it. That's why I'm trying to think about whether I should or not....

Well, see you soon. Bye!

(Credits to j.v.draws in instagram.)

#big hero 6 #bh6 #wasabi no ginger #bh6 wasabi #kingdom hearts #big hero 6 the series #bh6 the series #kh #honey lemon #bh6 honey lemon #gogo tomago #fred frederickson iv #hiro hamada #big hero 6 au #lore selfshipping #sora x natalia #sora x natalia lore #keyblade #kingdom hearts fanart

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thequeenrains · 1 year

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“And then I see you... And I love you all over again.”

Tags: midnight talks; closure; kinda painful ig; unrequited love (or is it)

Summary: Sometimes, we all try to find peace in the midst of the chaos that is happening within our lives. But how can you find chaos if the same person that brings you that same problem is also someone that you find hard to let go?

Word Count: 2697 words

The moon shined brightly above the horizon, in its full glory, putting those who are a witness to her beauty in a tranquil daze at such a magical encounter. The dark surroundings were slightly luminated by her gentle light, bringing forth to the vision little details of the path to the city and silhouette of the trees that, at that hour, seemed like they hold such mysterious secrets kept for decades. The stars twinkled and danced along side the bright luminous moon, shining on their own rhythm, singing to the light of their almighty companion.

You felt the kiss of the evening breeze, which in turn made you hug your ukulele. You let your gaze wander through the dark silhouettes of the sleeping city, the sound of the insects humming in a choir in the distance serving as your accompaniment to the acoustic music that you were trying to create at that hour. 'My', you thought to yourself, 'I wonder what's in store for me?'

Through the moment of silent contemplation, and the staring and trying to make sense of the silhouettes painted in the distance, your fingers found itself lingering on to the frets of the instrument that you held tightly between your grasps. With clueless hands and a wandering mind, you let whatever music that may be produced from your thoughtless fingertips on for the silence of the world to hear. With each motion, the small scarf tied to the neck of the ukulele made a little moving motion, slightly tickling your leg. Shifting slightly from your position, you continued on to play to the insects and the darkness.

Mindlessly, you found yourself playing the intro of a song you know by heart. As if on instinct, your hands knew the correct tempo, the precise rhythm, and the correct placement of the chords that you didn't have to take a second glance to know where your fingertips were at, because your heart knew where to place them. And with each breath you took serving as the metronome for the rhythm and the tempo.

Your phone then rang, throwing you off of the daze that you found yourself caught on. You glanced at the contact saw that it was Hiro. Smiling a bit, you placed your phone on the window sill and answered the call. You pressed the speaker button and smiled as his voice soon filled the silence of your solitude.

"Hello," you greeted.

"Hey," he replied, his voice noticeably deep.

"How was your nap?" You asked with a little giggle. He chuckled and you could hear a yawn from the other side, signifying that he just, indeed, woke up from his nap.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping? It's already late."

You giggled a bit and eyed the moon up above, humming a bit before answering his query. "The moon's beautiful tonight."

Your hand began to strum your ukulele. You let a few notes hang in the air for a moment, before you began to hum along the lyrics of the song that you were playing earlier. Somehow, you found yourself being sucked into the small world that the melody brought forth, and you almost forgot that you were in the phone with someone.

"Hold on, I have to grab something," he said, which then somehow snapped you out of the little reverie you caught yourself onto. You could hear the shuffling of the covers from the other line and you hummed in acknowledgement. Continuing to strum your ukulele, the pattern over the past second became more and more consistent, and each strum becoming more and more familiar. You waited for the cue and then began sing the first lines of the song Heavy Crown by Trixie Mattel.

"Heavy head and a heavy crown, had a few since you came to town. Where are you gonna keep them still?"

"Winning's losing with a couple strings, it's a choosing between two things. It's a two-piece suit or all the frills."

You giggled a bit when your finger strummed the wrong string. You then paused and eyed the moon above, continuing on with your contemplation all the while waiting for the other person form the other side of the line to come back.

"Why'd you stop?" Hiro suddenly spoke.

His question made you blink. Needing a moment to process his question, you stayed silent, slightly confused. When you finally caught up, you could feel your eyes widening in shock and your heart stopping for a moment.

"O-oh? You heard that?" You asked, flustered. You could feel your cheeks heating up in embarrassment. No one ever heard you sing, you didn't let anyone listen or at least hear you open your lips to hum a certain tune or even a melody.

His sweet chuckle from the other line made your cheeks grow redder. As if that wasn't already embarrassing enough. "Yeah I did. You have a beautiful voice. C'mon, you need to sing more often."

You nervously laughed and bit your lip. "Uhm..."

"It's the first time I heard you sing actually. C'mon, sing a tune."

You stopped yourself from smiling at his compliment. You weren't going to lie, that felt great. It felt good to somehow be appreciated for the small things that you felt quite shy about. However, you were still embarrassed from earlier so you said; "No. I don't..." you cleared your throat and eyed the horizon above, "I don't sing anymore so I'm quite, y'know, rusty... and bad. Really bad." You said the last sentence in a whisper.

Unfortunately for you, Hiro heard that. "Why? I think you have a good voice. It'd be a waste if you're not singing anymore."

You let out a sad laugh, the stars twinkling in the horizon also gave you the impression that they were laughing at you too. "Well, it's just... people used to laugh at me and stuff when I do sing so like... yeah."

Utter silence from the other line.

You waited for a moment, playing with the scarf around the neck of your ukulele before you looked back at your phone to see if the line was cut off or not. Strangely, it was still connected. So he just wasn't talking...

You raised a brow, confused. "Hiro?"

"Yeah? Oh sorry. Hold on, I'm just thinking of ways to hunt that someone down," he said with a grunt from the other line.

You cracked a genuine smile, something that you really can't manage especially after recalling such a sad memory that you kept at the back of your mind, never to be remembered. You giggled a bit at his statement and sighed. "Well, what more is there to do now? I mean, I still suck at it. And like, it still is traumatizing me at this point so..."

"Look, whatever you're thinking right now— stop. You have a good voice and I would die just to listen to that again."

You couldn't help the smile breaking onto your face, the heat climbing up your cheeks, and the tears that somehow found itself up to your eyes.

"Oh you," you said with a laugh, in an attempt to push down the tears from pouring out of your eyes.

"What? It's true. Now, who ever laughed at you for singing, well, I would like to have a little chat with them. Just... just a chat," you can hear the humor in his voice and you couldn't help but keep laughing at his silly remarks.

"Is this a tactic to get me to sing to you?" You asked him, tone playfully taunting.

He hummed from the other line, "No...? Well, I'm just trying to prove my point here. What do you have against that?" You could literally hear his smile from the way he said his statement.

You shook your head, although he couldn't see you. "Nothing. Just... trying to find out the intent behind these flattering words."

"Not a single ill intention," you could hear his chuckle, "I just wanted to give you the words that you needed to hear."

"Well, how kind of you," you said with a giggle, feigning formality like that of a princess. Hiro laughed from the other line. You then let silence fall between the both of you.

You eyed the moon above — still on her full glory. You never know what is it with the moon and the way it does always give you the feeling of safety, but here you are — basking in the comfort of her dim light, listening to the insects in the distance, and laughing without a care in the world with your friend over the phone. You also have a feeling that Hiro was also peering out of his window, eyeing the moon. You wondered for a moment if he was feeling the same as you were at that very moment — at peace.

You can picture him perched on his window sill, phone in hand and probably doing something else whilst listening to you, like what he always does.

In the midst of the silence, he called out your name. You hummed in return, telling him that you were still there, listening.

"I'm sorry."

You blinked, confused. "For what?"

"For... for everything." You could hear the defeat in his voice from the other line.

You couldn't help the sad smile. Biting your lip, you ran through the things that you wanted to say to him. But since things already happened, and there was no turning back now, you only settled on; "There's nothing to be sorry about, Hiro—"

"Look, I know I messed up big time but I..." he took a pause, as if trying to regain his composure, "I just don't want to lose you." You sighed at his statement, but nonetheless, continued to wear that same smile that you would always give him as something to assure him. But at that moment, it seemed that the emotion was directed to you — you were assuring yourself.

"Well, it's okay." It's fine. You're okay. "And I'm still here Hiro," you assured him. But as you did so, your smile slowly began to lose its emotion. There were moments that you had to put yourself aside just so you wouldn't ruin things for the both of you. It was hard, yes. But... somehow, you were fine. You just had to gather whatever courage you had for yourself and silently fight the battles that you were left alone with.

"Yeah but I... I'm still sorry."

"It's okay. I don't blame you, okay? There's absolutely nothing wrong with that. Your feelings are valid. Always. Remember that, okay?"

"I..." somehow, you could hear him battle out his own demons just judging by the tone of his voice. And there it is again, you thought to yourself. At this point, you knew how to read him as if he was an open book. He was guilty. You took a deep breath and thought of whatever you can say to him that'll somehow put him at ease.

Somehow, despite the hurt that he gave you, you still found compassion for him. You wanted to hate him for what he did, but oddly, you can never find it in yourself to loathe him. You can never find it in yourself to be angry at him entirely. You care too much. You have no idea if that is a blessing or a curse. Nonetheless, you still found words to somehow put him at ease, and you're hoping it will give him peace.

"Hey, don't be too harsh on yourself. Things happen and you shouldn't beat yourself up for it. Don't worry about me, just focus on Megan, 'kay? I'm fine. Trust me. I'll be here when you need me."

"...okay." He sighed, defeated. You smiled at that. Then silence engulfed the both of you once again. Your fingers began to feel for the strings of your ukulele, then soon, the silence was then filled by the rich melody that your hands created, soothing the heavy ambiance that somehow wiggled its way between the both of you. Little by little, there was consistency in the chords that you played, and you found yourself being pulled into that little daze that carries you anywhere but the ground, only brought forth by music. But the melody was broken when he spoke once more from the other line, causing you to stop playing.

"Sing it."

You paused. "Hmm? Sing what?"

"That. That song. You should sing it."

You paused and bit your lip. But you nonetheless followed his request. Taking a deep breath, you opened your lips to start the first few lines of the song.

"And I don't smell you in my sheets. And I don't hear you in the hall. Without your cologne, your calls on the phone, I don't know you at all..." to begin with, you had no idea why you chose this song, but it just somehow explained your side...

When you were finally told that he was dating Megan... It felt so much like a slap in the face. Somehow, at the back of your mind you were expecting that. But you never really thought of how hard that might hit you when you were finally coming face-to-face with that fact.

"And I'm growing older, I know that we're over, the way we'd always have been. And then I see you... And I know you all over again." There was never a 'thing' between the both of you, but maybe... it was just because you were secretly hoping for more. But when the chapter has to finish, and the book is coming to a close, you have no choice but to stop writing the pages and bring it all to an end.

For you.

And for him.

For your peace, and for your happiness.

Because you deserve better. You deserve so much more.

This song... somehow became your closure. With each word that you sang, you could feel everything being left behind. As if all the events that unfolded became nothing but distant dreams of yesterday's escapades. Just remnants of silly conversations, and little decisions that led to actions that felt so much like a strange fever dream. And just as it always will be — nothing more than just... that.

You know to yourself that if you wanted more, you could always gain more. But it felt like this is all where it's headed. And thus, you'll let it go.

What a waste. But what is there to throw away wherein there was nothing to waste in the first place? Nothing fruitful grew out of it, and thus, nothing will be withered away. Not a single one.

And with the final chorus, you felt your heart ache from the bittersweet feeling that you got. "And then I see you... And I know you all over again." It felt bittersweet, because it was like saying goodbye to a million what-ifs and what-could've-beens. But what are those worth when the outcome of letting it all go is the never ending peace that you longed for in what felt like a while?

"And then I see you... And I love you all over again."

With the final strumming rhythm and with the final hums of the strings of your instrument dissipated the chaos that you have been fighting with for months on end. With the final vibrations of the melody came the silence that welcomed the peace that calmed the storm that kept raging inside your heart for months. So, this is what it felt like before.

For the first time in months, you felt as if you could finally breathe. You let yourself take a deep breath, and you could've swore that it never felt so easy. As if millions of worries were suddenly lifted from your chest and it just felt so... freeing.

You thanked the moon, the stars, the universe, and the heavens. Because finally, the chapter has ended.

And that night, you finally slept soundly on your bed.

Yet little did you know, the final words that you sang left a footprint on Hiro's heart. A tear rolled down his cheek and he couldn't help but eye the moon and question; "Why?"

#Hiro Hamada #bh6 hiro #hiro hamada fanfic #hiro hamada x reader #big hero 6 #big hero six #reader insert #short stories #oneshot #one shot #fanfiction #Honey lemon #wasabi no ginger #bh6 #bh6 karmi #Gogo Tomago #tadashi hamada #baymax #female reader

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ilivelikeimtrying · 1 year

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Tadashi: I've been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now! No response.

Wasabi: Woah, they sound really stupid.

Tadashi: They're not though! Just... dense.

Wasabi: So Fred?

Tadashi: No.

Wasabi: Well, maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don't know... "Hey! I love you!"

Tadashi: ... I guess you're right.

Tadashi: Wasabi, I love you.

Wasabi: See! Just like that!

Tadashi: ......

Wasabi: If that flies over their head, then sorry Tadashi but they are way too dumb for you.

Tadashi: Dude.

Honey Lemon, hunched over on the couch as Gogo rubs her back, Fred eating a burger shaking his head disappointingly next to her: This is getting ridiculously hard to watch.

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supernightboy08 · 10 months

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My favorite Female Superheroes:

1. Wonder Woman

2. Storm

3. Spider-Gwen

4. Elastigirl

5. Ochaco Uraraka

6. Black Widow

7. GoGo Tomago

8. Honey Lemon

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starclast · 7 months

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Sooo...a few months ago came the new Pixar movie: Elemental. I quite liked it, specially its animation aaaand then I tried to come up with which elements the bh6 gang would be if they were in that world. After thinking about it for some loooooong minutes, I came to the conclusion that: Fred would be Air, gogo would be Fire, Wasabi would be Water and honey Lemon would be Earth, and so...I drew it while I was at work 😅

I couldn't decide the elements for Tadashi, hiro and Baymax though...😥 But still...once I noticed that Fred was an Air Element...I couldn't stop myself from drawing these!! 😆

A floating nuisance to a fire girl 🤣🤣🤣

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liyah-munson · 1 year

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These types of girlfriends 🪷🎀💓🛍️🌷💞🖤🔪🕷️💀

#wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #enid #wednesday x enid #honey lemon #gogo #gogo tomago #princess bubblegum #marceline #princessbumblegum x marceline #girlfriends #queer love #queer romance #adventure time #big hero 6

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midnightlee25 · 1 year

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Random Yandere Headcanons: Most delusional to least delusional

Completely delusional:

Tadashi Hamada

Wasabi-No-Ginger

Not completely in reality but not completely in a fantasy:

Fred

Honey Lemon

Hiro Hamada

In reality:

GoGo Tomago

#yandere #yandere big hero 6 #big hero 6 #tadashi hamada #yandere tadashi hamada #wasabi no ginger #wasabi x reader #yandere wasabi no ginger #yandere wasabi #honey lemon #yandere honey lemon #hiro hamada #yandere hiro hamada #gogo tomago #yandere gogo tomago #yandere headcanons

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rapunzelcrossoverqueen · 9 months

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Hiro:I think I'm in love with the son of the Robinsons and because you are dating globby I want some advice

Honey Lemon:oh well you need to be yourself! And tell him how you feel and because you two are friends everything will go alright!

Gogo:nah that won't happen

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subtly-a-selkie · 2 years

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wondering why my tadashi fic is getting an influx of likes and then looking at the trending and seeing that baymax! is number four. anyways go check it out please and thank you <3 (and if you want to request anything please do i would love to write for you :))

tadashi fic

#baymax #baymax!#bh6 tadashi #bh6 the series #bh6 #bh6 fandom #big hero six #big hero 6 x reader #big hero 6 #tadashi x reader #tadashi hamada #hiro hamada #gogo tomago #honey lemon #fanfic

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napakmahal · 7 months

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I do take requests, and please do. I want to keep this fandom alive and thriving 😭. Also, you know how like a lot of older movies get their very random big break later on. Like the Harry Potter series become very randomly popular among all different people and not just those perceived as “book worms”. I’m praying on HOT GRAVEL that Big Hero 6 gets that break because it be mad lonely in here.

#disney #baymax #big hero 6 #hiro hamada #tadashi hamada #baymax!#hiro hamada x reader #big hero six #wasabi #gogo tomago #honey lemon #tadashi hamada x reader

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will-continue-livinglikeimtrying · 5 months

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“I’m sorry, what?”

“I asked if you wanted to join me at Ryuzu STK downtown.”

First dates are nerve wrecking, especially if you're not sure if it's even a date.

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mega1232 · 1 year

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A conversation from BIG HERO 6 season 4, episode 1, that inly exists in my head:

(I’m not a writer, please be kind)

We join our heroes at the Lucky Cat Cafe, victorious after defeating precredits villains Steamer.

Fred, in his over the top, heroic way of being: And THAT, is how Big Hero 6 continuous it’s Steam Roll (pause for laughter-none is given) our latest villain! We are crushing it!!

Baymax, stiff as a robot, with the innocence of a child: Fred. We did not crush. Steamer. A scan showed he sustained. Zero. Injuries.

Hiro, always ready to correct His big inflatable buddy: Fred means we defeated him easily. I’m fact, everything has been easy lately. I’m all ready for the new semester-

Honey Lemon, cheerily chipping in: - and the three of us (giving side hugs to wasabi and Gogo) we’ve had enough time to find actually look for jobs!!

Gogo, cool as a cucumber, dim as midnight: if they actually hired us.

Wasabi, actually happy and not freaking out (shocking): c‘mon, Gogo, it’s not like we can put “world saving superhero” on our CVs. And-Fred is right, life is good.

Gogo: Fred-right? Batten down the hatches-we’re doomed.

Wasabi: I mean, he is! Who imagined phase 3 would be so smooth

Fred, standing up, striking a pose as if he’s the worlds most dramatic instructor: Incorrect, my dear, sweet and somehow not spicy Wasabi! We are in phase 4-cruising time! Our villains have been established, our skills are on point, and life is good.

Wasabi: well I can’t wait for phase 5 then!

Fred, PULLING WASABI CLOSE, grabbing his mouth and closing it shut: NO!!! No mention of phase 5!! Phase 4, goes on forever!!! You here me! Forever!!!

Honey Lemon: whoa, Freddy, calm down

Hiro: yeah, what’s phase 5?

Fred, pulling his hand away and dropping an octave as if he was a member of the midnight club: phase 5. I have had many a sleepless night of phase 5. (He pauses for dramatic effect. Everyone but wasabi, who has begun to freak out-his normal state) phase 5 is the exact opposite of 4. New, more terrifying villains!! (Wasabi quivers) a long, mind bending plot!! (Wasabi shrinks down, and pulls his knees in) and…a final battle that will end BIG HERO 6 as we know it-THE END OF ALL!! All is lost!!!

Wasabi, completely off his rocker: AGGGGHHHH!!!

Gogo: nice going, Fred-after a summer of chill, you broke Wasabi in one sentence.

Baymax: Wasabi. You are experiencing. Turmoil. Please take long, deep breaths. There, there.

Hiro, as Wasabi tries to get under control as Honey Lemon runs his back: Yeah, Fred. Calm down.

Fred, less dramatic, putting a reassuring hand on wasabi: sorry-sorry!! It just, a lot of heroes never hit “phase 5”. But if we do-I’m just a little worried guys-but it’s not gonna happen Wasabi. Probably

Wasabi, whimpering: well-how will we know if we’re in phase 5.

Fred: something dramatic that will change the dynamic will happen. A new, overpowered villain. An old character that returns. As long as we avoid that, we’re fine, buddy.

Wasabi: yeah. Yeah, we’re fine. As long as nothing like that happens, were fi-

*ding-ding-ding* goes the lucky cat door, and everyone turns and goes slacked jawed (well, not Gogo, because she’s Gogo. She does look surprised. And not Baymax, because-well-no jaw), and Hiro breaks the silance: K-K-karmi!

Karmi, best selling fan fiction author, young genius, and girl that is crushing on Hiro (and Hiro crushing on her), as awkward as possible: Hiro! (Pause, as the camera goes back and forth between the awkward teens, trying to get out a word and not wanting to interrupt the other) I’m , well, I’m back!

Hiro: oh. Hi.

Karmi: yeah. So.

Hiro: Um. Wel-welcome back!

Hiro and Karmi: *awkward motions to determine if they should hug or high five*

Gogo: *noncholant*

Honey lemon: *full shipper mode*

Baymax: *Baymax*

Fred, eyes narrow, turning to wasabi: phase 5

Wasabi, sputtering like a broken sprinkler: no. I mean. No. I can’t be. Right. RIGHT?!?

Across town…

An empty, dirty alley. A spark of purple energy speaks in the air. Another. Another! A portal of purple energy rips open! A dark figure begins to take form in the portal. The camera pans down as a giant, mechanical, black metal foot crush down.

The camera cuts to the side of the alley. A giant shadow emerges. The shadows head opens to unleash a long, loud guttural, mechanical roar!!

Title sequence.

If this short writing gets enough notes, I’ll write the episode titles and what happens in each episode in another post and edit this one to link to it. (I’ll try to do that. It might take a bit). If not, at least I wrote it down.

#big hero 6 #big hero six #baymax #hiro hamada #honey lemon #gogo tomago #wasabi #Fred #Karmi #hiro x karmi #fanfic #fanfiction

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