#hiro hamada one shot

[despacito-uwu16]

Instant Regret- Tadashi Hamada x Reader

“But I miss you, I’m sorry” - Gracie Abrams

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You would think that no matter how big or small the arguments would get, that you would always find a way back to each other. But it really wasn’t the case for the two of you. 

You’ve gotten a job opportunity at the company of your dreams. However, their office is ten thousand miles away from home. At first, you weren’t sure what to do. You built your life around getting into the company of your dreams, however you never prepared yourself for the day that you have to leave San Fransokyo. Not only that, you would be leaving Tadashi behind. But after a few days of hesitation, you decided to take the risk and go for it. 

You and Tadashi were in your apartment watching your favorite TV show while eating Chinese take out. You couldn’t concentrate on the current episode of That 70’s Show because you didn’t know how to tell Tadashi about the job. If you tell him about it, he would for sure be supportive of it. Right? It’s not like he would just tell you to turn it down…

“Something wrong Y/N”? He snaps you out of your daze. 

“No! Nothing’s wrong”. You quickly said. 

“You sure? You barely touched your eggplant and tofu”. He pointed at your food with his chopsticks. 

You look down at the take out box. It was barely half empty. 

“I’m just not hungry”. You said, playing with your food. 

“Y/N, if something’s bothering you, you can always talk to me”. Said Tadashi. 

You look down at the food. “I guess it’s time”. You thought. 

You put your food down and turned off the TV. You turned to him and gently held his hands. 

“There is something I’ve been meaning to tell you”. You confessed. 

“Okay”. He turns to you. “You got my full attention”.

“Well, remember I told you about that job interview for that company I always wanted to work at”? You started. 

He thought for a bit before replying. “The one with the virtual reality and AI research?”

You nodded.

“Well…” you sighed.

“I got the job”. You looked up at him giving him a small smile.

His eyes lit up and he started smiling ear to ear. “Y/N that’s amazing! See! I knew they would like you”! He hugged you tightly.

“Yeah. However, they want me to work at their London office”. You added. 

Tadashi’s face fell as he let go of you. “Oh, I see”.

“I know, I promised I would stay, but I didn’t think they would relocate me. But hey, we’ve been through this before. Who said we couldn’t do it again ”. You said

“Yeah, yeah totally”. Tadashi looked at the ground.

You noticed his facial expression. It was a mix of sadness and disappointment. You knew that he wouldn’t approve of this.

“Did I say something wrong”? You ask.

“It’s nothing like that, it’s just”… he trailed off

“It’s just what”? You pressed on.

He let out a sigh before continuing “I had a plan for us to move in together after college. For us to start our life together”. 

“I know this is a huge shift from what we’ve planned Tadashi. But this is my dream, you know I couldn’t just let this slip by”. You said in attempts to justify your reasons .

“What about us and everything we built”? He said, emphasizing on “us”.

“Well what about me? You knew how important this job and this company is to me”! You exclaimed

“Am I not important to you”? He asks

“You are, that’s not what I meant. I just thought you would be more supportive of me”. 

“I was so supportive Y/N! I supported you when you went abroad for a semester, I supported when you had that 8 week internship over the summer! I was there for you through thick and thin, and now you’re leaving again”? He raise his voice.

You tried to calm the situation down, “Tadashi please I”- 

“You never think about the consequences of your decisions and how it affects others. YOU ARE SO INCREDIBLY SELFISH”. He yelled, his words piercing into your ego.

You were both sitting on opposites sides of your black leather couch. The room fell silent. The only thing you both could hear was the clock ticking away and you attempting to muffle your sniffles. But before long, you hear Tadashi letting out a sigh, breaking the short term silence. between the two of you.

“I don’t know if I can wait for you this time Y/N”. Tadashi looks at you. 

“No. Please stay. I want you to stay”. Your mind screamed.

“Then leave”. 

You felt the couch cushions rise as Tadashi got up. He grabbed his hat from the hooks along with his keys. 

Before he closed the apartment door, he looked at you hoping you would say something to make him stay. But you just sat there and stared at the blank TV.

“Goodbye Y/N”. He shuts the door.

And that was the last time you ever saw him. 

The next thing you know, you got a call from Aunt Cass. She slowly broke the news about Tadashi’s passing. At first you thought Tadashi was doing this in retaliation for what happened a few weeks ago. But after the news broke out about the fire that killed Tadashi and Professor Callahan, the sad reality settles in. Tadashi is gone.

The funeral was short and simple. You stood in silence, hovering over your late boyfriend’s tomb stone while everyone around you cried. You didn’t think this was going to happen. It wasn’t supposed to happen. 

You weren’t planning on sticking around during the reception. But before you could leave, Aunt Cass stopped you.

“Tadashi wrote something for you”. She hands you a white envelope. 

You thanked her and began to make your way to the door. But as you were about to leave, you made eye contact with Hiro. You were about to say something, but he disappeared into his room. 

You came back to your semi empty apartment physically and emotionally drained. All of your furniture has been shipped to your new apartment in london, and the only thing left is a small white mattress and a few cardboard boxes stacked into a pyramid. You took a bottle of wine from one of the moving boxes and drank out of it. You sat on the floor, letting your head fall back against the wall. Looking down at the envelope, you carefully opened it. You took out the paper and unfolded it.

Dear Y/N,

I wanted to call or text you, but I don’t think you would respond. I’ll be sending this to you after the SFIT showcase. You know that I’m never good with words or with writing down my feelings, so bear with me. 

I want to start off by saying, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for calling you selfish. You were so excited about your dream job, and I ruined our night. You were never selfish to begin with, I was. The truth is, I got scared. I know we’ve done long distance in the past, but the thought of us eventually drifting apart scared me. I should’ve been more vulnerable when it came down with these things, but I didn’t know how to bring it up. 

I never want to loose you. I couldn’t imagine my life without you. Remember during our date at the butterfly gardens, we were all alone in the auditorium and I randomly blurted out “I want us to last forever”. Well, when I said forever, I meant it. I want us to last for a lifetime.

If anything, I want you to take that job. You’ve worked so hard for it and I bet you would make a great employee at the London office. understand that I cause you some pain, and I don’t expect you to forgive me now. But when you’re ready, I’ll be here, waiting for you. 

I love you so much Y/N.

Sincerely,

Tadashi 

You buried your head in your arms as you let out loud sobs. You cries drowned out the sounds of the thunder and rain outside. 

You couldn’t help but wonder what life would be like if you never took that job offer. What would happen if you apologized to him. Telling him how much you loved him, telling him to stay. The amount of instant regret fills up your heart, and there was no way of getting rid of the grief that came with it. 

“I miss you, I’m sorry”. 

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[thequeenrains]

“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?"

[nicyyymoon]

Sueño

Hiro Hamada x Lectora.

Advertencia: Los personajes son menores de edad.

(N) = Tu nombre o nombre de tu O´c.

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— Hiro... — (N) llamó al pelinegro una vez que se asomó en el garaje, pero al no tener respuesta dudó en que el muchacho esté aquí. — ¡Hiro! — La joven se adentró al garaje con cuidado de no estropear nada del trabajo de Hiro.

Al pasar unas 3 cajas llenas de microbots, logró visualizar al pelinegro dándole la espalda, llevaba auriculares por lo tanto no podía escuchar nada. Razón por la cual no respondió cuando lo llamó la primera vez.

(N) rio un poco ante su figura encorvada, dejó el toper de comida que antes había hecho para él en una mesa no tan alejada.

— Hiro... — Tocó el hombro del chico y este se sobresalto del susto, Hiro se quitó los audífonos cuando vio a su novia.

—¡(N)!, me asustaste — El pelinegro puso su mano por encima de su pecho que subía y bajaba de manera dramática. — ¡No vuelvas a hacer eso, casi me da un infarto!

La joven soltó unas cuantas carcajadas ante la reacción del adolescente.

— Perdón, pero estuve llamándote y no me respondías — (N) dejó un suave beso en la frente del chico. — ¿Cómo va el proyecto? — Hiro sonrió y miró su computadora, la joven imitó su acción admirando su trabajo.

Siendo sincera no le entendía nada, pero aun así luchó para poder comprender aún que sea un poco del complicado plano frente a sus ojos.

— Estoy arreglando el neurotransmisor, hace unas horas tuve unos fallos al probarlos con Tadashi, así que estoy en esas.

— ¿Ya comiste? — Hiro dudó en responder, pero al notar la mirada interrogativa de la adolescente negó. — Vamos Hiro, ¿Cómo quieres que tu proyecto sea el mejor si no comes nada?

— Cariño, puede que esté muriendo de hambre, pero aun así mis inventos serán los mejores — Hiro trató calmarla con una broma; la joven rodó los ojos y tomó el tóper de comida que dejó en la mesa.

— Ven, deja de trabajar unos minutos y come — Tomó el brazo de Hiro y lo jaló fuera de la mesa y computadora.

— ¡Espera!, vamos (N), ya casi es la feria de la Universidad y aún me hace falta mucho trabajo, no puedo dejar mi proyecto botado. — Hiro trató de negociar, pero no sirvió de nada sus palabras, (N) no lo soltó hasta que llegaron al pequeño sofá que estaba al fondo del garaje.

— Lo sé, pero aun así debes cuidar de ti — Concluyó la joven mientras se sentaba a la par de Hiro en el sofá; luego dejó el tóper cuidadosamente en el regazo del chico. — Anda, come, lo hice para mí.

— Gracias — El chico le ofrece una sonrisa antes de abrir el tóper, el olor de la comida casera inundó el ambiente y hasta en ese momento Hiro cayó en cuenta lo verdaderamente hambriento que estaba. — ¡Huele delicioso!

— Lo hice sabiendo que mi tonto novio no estaba cuidando bien a si mismo... — Una mirada juzgona de Hiro bastó para que soltara una que otra carcajada. — Espero que te guste...

— ¡Me encanta!

Pasaron unos minutos en donde (N) hablaba de lo que sea que le haya pasado en los días que no había visto a Hiro, el chico la oía atentamente y comentaba una que otra cosa dejándole en claro que la escuchaba, formando así un cálido ambiente entre ellos dos.

Cuando Hiro terminó de comer, dejó el tóper vacío en el suelo y se acostó en el sofá, dejando su cabeza por encima del regazo de su novia.

— ¿Desde cuándo no duermes? — La joven pasó sus dedos por los largos cabellos del chico.

— No lo sé... No me acuerdo — Un golpe de somnolencia inundó a Hiro, frotó sus ojos con la palma de la mano tratando de quitar el sueño y poder disfrutar más el momento.

— Duerme, aunque sea un poco — La adolescente buscó una mano de Hiro para entrelazarla con la de ella.

— No quiero, si me duermo estaría desperdiciando tiempo que puedo pasarla contigo a solas... — Hiro soltó un bostezo y sonrió al ver la cara roja de (N). — Y terminando mi proyecto. — Hiro recibió un golpe en la frente. — ¡Ay!

— Gran manera de arruinar un momento romántico — Acusó divertida. — Tonto, duerme un rato yo estaré aquí cuando despiertes, además ya será fin de semana y vendré para ayudarte un poco en tu proyecto, así que tendremos un montón de tiempo juntos...y terminando ese proyecto.

— Eso me gustaría, gracias por la comida y por cuidarme — La mano desocupada de Hiro se movió hasta quedar por detrás del cuello de la joven, la empujó suavemente hacia abajo para poder alcanzar los labios de su novia con los de él. El beso no duró tanto, pero fue lo suficiente para que estuviera satisfecho. — Te amo.

— Yo también me amo. — Respondió (N).

— ¡Ay, vamos!

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Nota de la autora: Tiktok tiene la culpa, apareció un edit de Hiro re de la nada y me dieron ganas de leer contenido x lectora de él, obvio como no había mucho tuve que escribir algo yo. 🤗

[bomber-grl]

Hiro + Fanfic reader/writer

Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader

He obviously knows what fanfiction is

He’s always online so it’d be a surprise if he didn’t

Hiro probably found out when you casually mention liking to write and how you have a blog

Either that, or you casually mention loving to read something from a specific blog

Hiro wasn’t suspicious and fanfic didn’t immediately come to mind, he was just curious and kept asking you about it

Honestly? You lied about it. But then you started to think about why you’d even bother to lie to him of all people

He’s literally an abomination and says the most rancid, cringe things that’d put bakudeku wattpad fanfics to shame

Either those or BTS shipping fics, those are truly another kind of atrocious ai could never replicate that

The only reason you tolerate him and his cringe ass way of speaking is because he says it purely ironically

After you thought about it, you finally decided to just tell him

And the look bro gave you…

He gave you the worst stink eye bruh

Yknow that “somebody smells like shit” trend? Yea that’s his reaction to you

Lil bro is horrified

To the point he pulled out the 100 yard stare /j

Nah but fr he’s a bit weirded out cuz of karmi and her weird self…

Overall he doesn’t rlly care unless you write about his superhero persona (if u don’t know) and Or about real ppl

If that’s the case, he will give u a side eye

If that’s not the case he’ll just laugh at you being nervous to tell him

Eventually tho, he really starts to get curious and begins to pester you about what your blog/ fanfics you read

The best thing you could think of was to just ignore him

But then one faithful day you get a notification that reads-

“Fnafl0v3r6 followed you”

The horror and dread you felt was beyond me

It was honestly too late to consider blocking him, he had already liked/ reposted your fanfics, and even reposted the ones you already had

Might as well consider committing because there’s truly no coming back from them

You ignored him for so long, his messages and calls alike until you quite literally couldn’t anymore.

So finally after awhile of not seeing hiro, you meet up with him

He doesn’t say much at first but then goes on a annoying ass rant about your fanfics and how could you ignore him and i don’t even know anymore

You started ignoring him after the first five minutes

Despite not rlly liking it because of the weirdo (aka karmi and I will not tolerate anyone denying it, I will die on this hill)

He eventually decides that maybe it’s not that bad as long as no one’s getting hurt and there’s nothing weird being written.

So if you’re a writer he immediately starts stalking your page

You even start to wonder if he’s constantly refreshing because he reblogs and likes all your work

He may or may not make some weird requests under the guise of being funny (ex: Trump x Biden, Shrek x Kermit)

Anyway, the worst thing about this (aside from him doing the above) is that he’ll sneak behind you like a gremlin-

It doesn’t matter where as long as there are people in ear shot and he asks, very loudly, what fic your reading

He’s so Loud bro it’s not even funny

If cass knows you wouldn’t even be surprised, hell, if everyone in that cafe knew you wouldn’t be surprised either

[luvarlo]

Hiro Hamada Blurb :))

a/n: maybe a little ooc, but this wasn’t originally written for him, BUT NOW IT IS SO TEEHEE. please excuse my shitty writing it’s been a while and i don’t have that much experience in the first place

The arms around you waist tightened when you shuffled around as you were waking up. Bright beams of light shined through the blinds and straight onto your face, nearly blindly you when you opened your eyes.

“Hiro?” You threw the question up in there air and it was caught by the boy you were calling out to. “yeah [name]?”

You sighed in relief as you layed your head back down on the pillow next to you, before your stomach grumbled making Hiro chuckle before you elbowed him softly in his own.

“Let me up! I’m hungry.” You whined and his arms tightened around you again at this statement. Making it clear he didn’t want you to go anywhere, it was your guy’s time and he didn’t want anything to interrupt that.

“No,” He groaned stuffing his face into your back, and you heard a muffled “You can eat later.” The snort that left your mouth was involuntary but you couldn’t help it.. he was never this clingy.

Oh, this was a real treat.

“Aww, poor baby just wants to cuddled.” you teased knowing he hated when you acknowledged his clinginess with babying but you couldn’t help it this time, he’s just so adorable like this.

“Okay. Get off. Now.” He loosened his grip on you and proceeded to flip over on his side so you two were now back to back.

“hey c’mon, i don’t mind if you wanted to stay in bed a little longer.” You flipped over and ran your hand up his arm, stopping at his shoulder so you could run it over his back.

He could hear the smile on your face that was, to no doubt in his mind, absolutely stunning. However, there was no way Hiro was turning around right now. Not with how red his face is.

“I’ll tell you what,” you started, a shit-eating grin painting your lips. “We can go get breakfast and after we’re done we can stay in bed all day if that’s what you really want.” He nearly turned around but he stood his ground. He huffed pretending like he didn’t want anything to do with you but you both knew he did.

“Alright fine, I’ll just go.. alone.. by myself.. with no one el—“ You began to sit up but you were very caught off guard by how quickly he sat up to protest against this. “Fine.. I’ll go with you, but only because your sooooo lonely.” He shot an award-winning smile at you and entangled your fingers with his.

“Let’s go make something, honey.”

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a/n: hope you liked it!! this has been sitting in my drafts for a while i just didn’t know how to finish it so the ending is kinda shitty LMAO

[robindrake93]

In My Bed, In My Heart (900 words) by robindrake93 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Big Hero 6 (2014) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hiro Hamada/Tadashi Hamada Characters: Hiro Hamada, Tadashi Hamada Additional Tags: Short One Shot, POV Third Person, Sibling Incest, Sharing a Bed, Codependency, Fluff, Boys Kissing, Pre-Canon Summary: Tadashi is late getting home and Hiro crawls into bed with him.

[agrosehamada]

Well. I tried to get some nice aesthetic photos of my Kalluzeb kids because I'm trying to get a print of them for an upcoming project. Unfortunately the lighting was NOT working with me. But I did still get a couple of good shots. And while I was at it I took a picture of all my Star Wars Rebels fanbabies!

(List of the kids, starting in the back row left to right (with parents in parenthesis): Lacey (Yogar Lyste/OC husband, Andrew); Lira, Sylvia, Elim, Luna (Alexsandr Kallus/Garazeb Orrelios); Dawn (Hera Syndula/Kanan Jarrus); Callie (daughter of Kallus' cousin, adopted by Kallus and Zeb); Hope, Dev (Ezra Bridger/Hiro Hamada)

The pic I've decided to go with for my project--when in doubt, I use my Disney castle backdrop XD

And you may have noticed a new face in the crowd--this is Dawn Jarrus, my Kanera fanbaby :) (A long time ago I saw at least one person using that name for their Kanera fanbaby, I'm not sure who started it but I've always loved it 💙) And yes, I did manage to find her a tiny Chopper who I've decided to name Chopper Jr :)

[ditzydisaster13]

Blood Runs Hot

For anyone familiar with my previous posts related to big hero 6, I have a 1shots book in progress on another account (link and or account name provided to those who ask). So if you want, here’s some angst.

Before anyone reads this chapter, I understand that I’m like really late to the game or whatever. And by that, I mean that I understand that Big Hero 6 as well as its characters belong to Disney and Marvel respectively.  And the fact that it came out in 2014. 

However, as of recently. I’ve become obsessed. To the point of watching the film at least once a week, typically every other day if I can, quoting specific moments a little too perfectly, and having the ability to notice things nobody else would make connections to without my outside knowledge. I’ve watched the movie loads. The Baymax series is a great 6 episode spin off. And the BH6 series is something I’m currently watching. Baymax dream shorts are funny, and I’ll soon get to the mini-series.

As for my stories, please be prepared for many levels of angst. Each Chapter, unless mentioned, will have no relations to the chapter or AU before it. Or the characters (canon character do not apply to the information) and will typically follow the canon plot line with minor details absent or changed. Some will have Tadashi alive, a discovery that takes place after the movie. And sometimes the movie just plays out as normal. As always, I fully recommend watching at the least the movie before diving into this book. But I hope you enjoy it regardless. 

And as always, any characters continuously used, unless said otherwise, belong to marvel and Disney. Such as. Hiro Hamada, Tadashi, Baymax, Cass, Mochi, Fred, Wasabi, Honeylemon, Gogo, Judy, Krei, Yama, Callaghan, and Abigail. As well as characters from the series like, Granville, Obake, Karmi, Megan, Noodle Burger boy, Globby, Felony Carl, Momokase, Liv Amara and Diane/Di Amara, Minimax, Richardson Mole, Barron von Steamer, supersonic sue, and others. 

-> Basically, any names you don’t recognize, probably belong to one of the many OCs I have planned for this book. I also like last names, so look out for that. 

A few more things before I start the book. Most are 1shots, and few have multiple parts. As many as 6 possible parts and as few as 1. For the sake of 1shots. Each chapter will be properly titled, in a way that doesn’t say too much, summarized through a series of tabs, given an Angst rating of 1-10 as the book title suggests, and then the ending will contain room for a quote, an authors note, the word count; room for suggestions of later chapters, and a goodbye with a nickname that relates to this book specifically. 

[ Blood Runs Hot: Big Hero 6, Angst, Angst shot, Hiro Hamada, Fredrick (Fred) Fredrickson, Fredmelion, Tadashi has past, Set slightly after movie Au, regrets, fire, adrenaline, loss, catching up with mentality, fears, anxiety, 6 out of 10, reminders, hiro realizes he’s not a fan of fire, regrets Fred’s costume, weirdly wise words]

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Hiro Hamada is an Idiot. Well, technically, he’s a genius. But for the moment, he’s feeling really stupid. Like big time. Air had become harder to breath since he realized. The fire…

And he started ignoring all his friends. His phone still pinged with unread messages. Buzzing from his desk as he simply laid in bed. A relapse. Of the depressive rut he had been thrown into when Tadashi died.

Well it was back full force.

Ever since the adrenaline wore off…

Hiro had realized something. Something fairly important. And now that his brain has fully registering what all of this means. That this was pretty much his fault. He couldn’t take it. Couldn’t face his friends. 

God damnit! He really let himself get this far. This far. Blindly. Without sight. Why had he gotten so angry? It was all back to the fire. Fire. All of it. 

Honeylemon had left him multiple messages. Majority of them asking if he was okay or if he wanted to talk. “Hiro. We all love you Hiro. I’m not the only one who’s worried. Please talk to us about this. I’m sure we can solve whatever it is.” That one message spoke to him.

He wasn’t actually reading the messages. Never even opened the app. Just skimming the texts as the notifications appeared on the screen of his phone. Hiro sped his way through Gogo’s messages next. A surprising amount of concern showing through the few messages the girl sent. Phrases such as how worried honey is. How he doesn’t have to deal with it alone. How Callaghan was in jail. To stop beating himself up. And “Whatever it is kid, you’ve got us to talk to.” 

That one caused him to tear up. Like it was clawing at his chest. His breathe came out in stutters. Hiro blinked past the water in his eyes, how it tickled his cheeks and wetted his eyelashes. How it bubbled up in his throat as a barely strangled sob. He went on to Wasabi’s messages. Kind ones. About spaces and time. Hugs and coping. Hiro laughed when Wasabi had said he could throw things through his laser induced plasma. “Maybe cutting things up inti thin little pieces will make you feel better. The apple was pretty cool” the man even went as far as to recommend a therapist, at least an online one he could message, to help him through this.

Hiro blinked and looked around his room. Empty. Silence aside from his crying. Cass was downstairs giving him his space. But he really just wanted a hug. Hiro glanced at his phone and then turned to watch as his hand almost uncontrollably fished around in his pocket. The decision ti do so, not within his memory. Tadashi’s chip. Green and gold. Tiny wires and circuit boards. And the little smile face with the stethoscope. Baymax.

Hiro wanted a hug. From Cass would be nice. Baymax would be awesome. But that marshmallow doctor robot wasn’t with Hiro to hug him and pat his head saying “There there”. But most of all, Hiro just wanted Tadashi. Not just to see him in dreams or night mares or memories. As an angel or a ghost. Even as some sort of weird hallucination. Hiro at this point doesn’t care how real any of it is. But he knows he doesn’t wanna wake up from it, and barely remember a thing. 

Hiro blames himself. For Tadashi’s death. Maybes two weeks earlier, Tadashi had been trying to keep Hiro out of the bot fights. Hiro had gotten locked up in jail for a night and Cass had gotten him and Tadashi, poor Tadashi had been roped into Hiro’s mess, in the late hours of the evening. Cass had told them off and Tadashi had done his job as the older brother and gave him some wise words. Hiro had tried to go to another bot fight. His third that night. Tadashi had tried, to get a point into his little brother’s brain. Hiro wasn’t listening. And he fell for Tadashi’s trick. Hiro met new people, and he learned of his opportunities. But if he never did bot fighting. If he never made his product based off of megabot. If he never made those stupid microbots. A way for the villain to survive the fire. Tadashi went to save the bad guy. Like he always did. But he clearly never knew that Hiro was also among the villains. Clearly. Or Hiro would never would have added fire to the fight. Why did he have to get so angry?

Why hadn’t he thought to put up more fight with Fred? Hiro basically turned the blonde into an alien-dragon. A flame thrower. And Hiro’s blood felt like it was boiling. Self pity bubbling through hiss veins. As he sit in his bed, disgusted with himself,  teeth clenched and hot tears running down his face. Hiro was sick of himself.

But he can’t be mad at Fred. He’d been selfish and angry. Blind. Crazy. So sure that somehow, taking down Callaghan would bring back Tadashi. Hiro had been running on an adrenaline high when he made the hero suits. Hiro had been made that Tadashi was gone. That his brother was trying to be the hero. Tadashi was a good guy. But for some reason in all of his selfish anger, Hiro never saw the red of the flames that caused Tadashi’s demise in the first place. Hiro blames himself. He never should have made Fred a superhero flamethrower. But Hiro was now scared of the flames. 

Hiro can’t blame Fred. Or really himself at this point. Hiro has the rights to be upset. Maybe even upset with himself. But it won’t fix anything. Or change the past. letting his emotions bottle up and over flow worked so well last time. His blood ran hot. And then cold. Like his own body temperature was fighting with him. It sucked. He could cry. And scream. And sob. And nothing would happen anyways. Being upset wasn’t the answer. The fire didn’t really take Tadashi away. Hiro had just given up on the fact that he was still there. He knows there will always be living parts of Tadashi. Nothing would do much good. But Hiro could try to do better. So he went ahead and messaged Fred back. 

“We have to talk” 

It was a short and simple message. Hiro saw that Fred had read it. Fred would surely tell the others. That’s okay. He was ready. This would be his confession. 

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Quote: What Fire does not destroy, it hardens -Oscar Wild •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Authors note: Hey guys. As I said earlier, I understand that I was late when I decided “Hey, I wanna write BH6 FanFiction!” And as always it was made into an angst. I hope to post every Thursday, my time, and I hope you will enjoy these future chapters. As of now, I have over 100 summaries of chapters and ideas. This, in the beginning, was what I hoped to be a shorter book, maybe 60 chapters at most. But it’s easy to see this will likely end up with double. So I hope you can bare with me for as long as this book takes. 

Many thanks. Feel free to leave suggestions here: 

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[skylarmoon71]

Tadashi Hamada Fanfiction (Big Hiro 6) - Chapter 10

It's been two months.

He hasn't heard anything from you.

Every day he stops by your dorm, but it's become apparent that you aren't there. It is the beginning of the summer break, so of course it's not weird that you're gone. At least not to your institute. But Tadashi knows better.

SFIT was in the works of being rebuilt, so the school had shifted most of its classes to another location while they did construction. He feels more at ease, being with his family is just what he needs.

But the hole in his heart won't go away. Because now he's convinced that you aren't coming back. That you've done something to bring him back and it's cost more than you bargain for. That's why he's standing here as his last resort.

The shrine he approaches is the best he can come up with.

Spirits, guardians, what better place to look.

It feels a little ridiculous in his head.

"I know this sounds crazy, it feels crazy. It's doubtful that this place has some kind of supernatural energy. I need to see her. Please!"

There was no reply, not that he expected one. He removed his hat, looking at the ground.

"This...this isn't what I wanted.."

His actions had consequences. By risking his own safety, he'd put so many more in danger. Everyone he cared about had been a wreck when they thought he'd died. His family, friends. His intention was never to take it for granted, but he did.

He was arrogant to think he could just storm into a flaming building and be of any help. Maybe he was still dwelling on the past. Trying to make up for the parents he couldn't save. He was still a child back then, but he never forgot about it.

"I didn't want to lose you."

His eyes shoot up at the voice in his head.

"(Y/N)..."

Those eyes, even in the form of a wolf he could spot them anywhere.

The white fur was as beautiful as he remembered. He smiled, despite the tears that started rushing down his face. He'd been so convinced that you were gone. That you sacrificed your life for his.

"She cannot return to you."

The bigger wolf that stepped out from behind you had Tadashi a bit more guarded. The deep voice of the person that spoke startled him.

"She has compromised her duties to save you, a mere mortal. What makes you so great?"

Whoever this was, he wasn't someone to mess with. Tadashi stayed completely still.

You hadn't moved from your spot, eyes low.

"You don't deserve her."

"I DO!!"

Arguing probably wasn't the brightest idea, but he hated it. The way this guardian was trying to diminish his feelings.

"You're probably just using her for power, mortals are so selfish."

"I LOVE HER!!"

The yell had an immediate effect. Your ears shot upwards, and Tadashi finally moved closer.

"I love you..I don't want to lose you either (Y/N)."

The bigger wolf glanced between the both of you, turning back as he licked the top of your head.

"I'll be watching you mortal."

It sounded strangely like a threat, but Tadashi understood. Whoever this was, he's family.

"I won't let you down."

"Better not."

He said no more, scampering off into the woods. When Tadashi's eyes returned to you, he didn't miss the glow that was now glistening all over your body. He swore all he'd done was close his eyes for a moment, and the light around your body began to change. The fur was being replaced by skin, ears smoothing out. He blinked, and there you stood. Human and safe.

Here.

Present.

Alive.

There is so much he wants to ask.

Where you've been. What happened? Why wasn't he dead?

"(Y/N) I-"

"I gave up my immortality."

You spit it out like a secret you can no longer hold in.

Tadashi feels frozen.

From the tears that go rushing down your cheeks, he knows that it's taken everything to get you to admit this.

"I didn't care if I lost it. I just wanted you to be here. I wanted you back. I love you, I couldn't lose you...Please don't leave me! Don't leave me!"

The thought of you even imagining that he'd ever leave you hurts.

Tadashi pulls you into his arms before you can say much more. You hold him, and he knows you need to feel him.

Clarify that he's right there. 

[midnight-raven]

Meet the Spider-Gang: Spider-Man/Hiro Hamada

B4+BH6: Into the Spider-Verse AU

Ok, let’s do this one last time, for real this time. My name is Hiro Hamada, I was bitten by a radioactive spider, and for one week, I‘ve been the one and only Spider-Man. I think you know the rest. Defeated a super villain. I saved a bunch of people. Finished rebuilding my brothers' robot, and I started college  I never set out to be a superhero, but sometimes life doesn't go the way you planned. And whenever I feel alone, like no one understands what I’m going through, I remember my friends who get it. My brother wanted to help a lot of people, and that’s what I’m gonna do. Because I’m Spider-Man, and I’m not the only one. Not by a long shot.

Hiro always knew his older brother was hiding something, Tadashi would disappear for hours after or even before classes, and on occasions Hiro would see glimpses of healing bruises and cuts across his brother's body, yet Tadashi never explained any of it.

One evening, fed up with his brother's secrets, Hiro decided to follow Tadashi. His curiosity leads the young prodigy to an abandoned warehouse, and into San Fransokyo’s hidden underworld.

In the secret tunnel, Hiro is accidentally bitten by a strange spider, and he discovers his brother's secret; Tadashi is Spider-Man! Interrupting a deal between Yama, an underworld gangster, and a cloaked man in a Kabuki mask. 

Luckily, Spider-Man found Hiro before anyone else did. Before throwing his brother out of the building, while safely secured to a web, Tadashi gave Hiro a secret flash drive and told him to keep it safe.

However, that night ended with the warehouse exploding… with Tadashi still inside.

Not too long after the funeral, Hiro discovered that he now had the same spider abilities his brother once possessed.

Now Hiro will have to take up his brothers mental when Yokai threatens the city with a dangerous machine 

But luckily, he won’t be alone. He’ll have help from across the multiverse

[drkineildwicks]

BH6 Snippets--2/9/2024

Bit of a short snippet today since the majority was for another one-shot from the Aken/Hamada Collective AU that will hopefully be posted next week, in the meantime enjoy a bit from the sequel to that time-traveling Obake AU (Not So) Hated by Life Itself:

Scrub at his face, trying to dislodge the tangle of thoughts in his head—looked over when Hiro plopped down next to him on his pallet. “So?” Hiro asked, grinning.  “Admit it, I have good taste.” Oog.  “Well I trust your taste over your brother’s.” “This is very true, Tadashi’s a total nerd when it comes to clothes.” “Feel like the proper term is square.” “Is that even in vogue anymore?  Didn’t people in like the fifties use that?” “Yes, which makes it even worse—people then think he’s passe as well.” Hiro considered this.  “Okay, fair, the logic checks out."

For context, the Hamada family dragged Obake out clothes shopping. Obake has Opinions™ about this and Hiro and Tadashi enjoyed throwing wild clothes at him.

[bh6-fanfictionfeed]

Big Hero 6 Shorts

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8AXrq1e

by Wildkratticusfever

A Collection of One Shot fics including characters from the movie and the series!

Will include Karmiro

Words: 1138, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Big Hero 6 (2014), Big Hero 6: The Series (Cartoon)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Hiro Hamada, Tadashi Hamada, Karmi (Big Hero 6), Fred | Fredzilla, Wasabi-No Ginger, Honey Lemon (Big Hero 6), Go Go Tomago, Baymax (Big Hero 6), Aunt Cass (Big Hero 6), Mochi (Big Hero 6), Heathcliff (Big Hero 6), Diego Cruz (Big Hero 6), Mini-Max (Big Hero 6), Grace Granville, Megan Cruz, Olivia Mole (Big Hero 6)

Relationships: Hiro Hamada & Tadashi Hamada, Hiro Hamada & Karmi, Hiro Hamada/Karmi, Fred | Fredzilla & Wasabi-No Ginger & Hiro Hamada & Tadashi Hamada & Honey Lemon & Gogo Tomago, Baymax & Hiro Hamada

Additional Tags: Friendship, Developing Relationship, Developing Friendships, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Wholesome, One Shot Collection, Action, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Falling In Love, Friendship/Love, Awkwardness, Awkward Flirting, Awkward Crush, Eventual Romance, Long-Term Relationship(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8AXrq1e

[shybunnystudios]

secret santa | h.h. bh6

Well, guess who’s recycling old fanfiction because didn’t have time to write new ones again? Yeah... me. I hope you guys like it anyway, I wanted to write a BTS one but I was really out of time *sigh* Merry Christmas, anyway! Enjoy!

~ gif is not mine ~

Hiro Hamada X You | fluff | word count: +1.7k

The doorbell rang at the Hamada's place, aunt Cass yelled for someone to open the door for her. Tadashi answered the door a few seconds later.

"Hey (Y/N)! We all were just waiting for you."

"Hehe sorry for being late by the way."

"Don't worry about it, come on in."

You were wearing a red ugly Christmas sweater that had little green Christmas trees all over it and also a white shirt collar, dark brown leggings and some furry boots. You hung your white coat on the wall beside the door and followed Tadashi upstairs to the living room, a golden wrapped gift in your hands.

"(Y/N)! You're finally here!" You laughed and hugged aunt Cass back, you already could smell the great food she was cooking at the kitchen. "Make yourself at home. You can put your present under the tree along with the others."

This year you and the gang decided to make a different holiday. Instead of everyone buying little gifts for everyone you all decided to do a secret santa, so you guys could spend a little more money with a good present for only one friend. Even aunt Cass liked the idea and joined you, but Fred was definitely the most excited person in the group.

"Hey guys!" You said as you approached the couches where the gang was chilling and they greeted you back as you placed your gift on the ground.

You talked for a while with the holiday album of Idina Menzel playing low and softly in the radio. Suddenly you notice that Hiro hasn't talked, you glanced at him just to find him staring nervously at you but he quickly looked away even more nervous now.

He is your best friend, and you didn't know why he's been acting strange since you and the gang got the names of your secret santa's. It's true that lately you have been feeling weird around him because of how the puberty hits on him, and goddamnit, the bastard knew how to work on that boy! It's been two weeks that you can't sleep without thinking about him, but you never thought about his side of the situation.

"Dinner's ready!" Aunt Cass called all of you for the typical Christmas dinner. It was delicious, probably the best Christmas food you ever ate in your life but you couldn't expect less from aunt Cass’ amazing skills.

After feeding yourselves so much that you had to practically roll your bodies back to the living room, Honey Lemon was the one who suggested that the secret santas should be revealed now. You glanced at Hiro once again. He's looking at the floor with his head on his hand and frantically shaking his left leg up and down, patting his heel on the floor. He does that every time he's desperate, you knew it because he's you're one who does that and he ended up getting that habit of yours for himself.

"Okay. My secret santa..." Honey said once she got a yellow box. "Is... here in this room!" She said not innocently at all and everyone groaned or looked at her with a 'really?' face.

"Hahah okay sorry! My secret santa is a guy." The rest gestured for her to continue. "And if it wasn't for his weird obsession we'd all be with dirty hands from the food we just had now."

Then Fred screamed.

"AH! C'MON! IS IT ALL YOU GOT? OBVIOUSLY IT'S WASABI!" Honey nodded then giggled as Wasabi got up for a hug and to aunt Cass to take a picture. The gift was a professional suitcase for his tools he loves so much, Honey really knew how to impress people when it's about gifts.

Wasabi got a round black wrapped gift and cleaned his throat.

"My secret santa... is a girl, and I kind of got scared at first when I got her, but then I thought about this amazing gift," he lifted the present up. "And I calmed down... uh... well, I'm not into much mystery so I hope you like it Gogo." He handed the gift for her, she was shocked at first but then after the hug and the picture when she opened the gift.

"Wow! Wasabi, it's amazing!" She was smiling for real this time, rare thing to happen. "It's a typical 'Wasabi' kind of gift but I love it." Gogo raised the present and everyone echoed her 'wow!'. It was a black bike helmet with purple flames decals and a silver ‘G’ on each side of it.

"Safety comes first, my friend." Wasabi said proudly and Gogo hugged him again, such a Christmas-ish moment.

Gogo got a silver pack on her hands and said.

"Okay, my secret santa is a boy and... screw that I really wanna see him here at once! It's Hiro." Hiro froze as he heard that, he forced a smile at the picture and looked like a statue when he hugged her. Gogo gave him a mini kit of tools and a giant Gummy Bear plush.

Honey Lemon rapidly picked her phone and started recording as Hiro picked up a metallic black box, you were more confused than a blind person in the middle of a battlefield.

"Damn it! I thought my nervousness would fade by now but it didn't." He chuckled. "My secret santa is someone that means a lot to me and I hope that I mean a lot to this person too. I made the mistake to tell Honey who it is and now I'm here trying not to look like a fool." He scratched the back of his neck, you loved when he did that and you smiled involuntarily. "Honey said this was the perfect opportunity so... (Y/N), come here."

What? You looked around with a questioned look, got up and stand up beside Hiro. He gave you the gift.

"You're my secret santa." He revealed his adorkable tooth gap you loved too. Wow... There's a lot of things you love about him, right?

"Open it!" He encouraged you, you noticed Honey were still recording. You unwrapped the paper slowly to make a bit of mystery but Gogo couldn't stand that.

"C'mon!" You giggled and noticed Hiro blushing as you did so, when you finished unwrapping you gasped and looked back up at Hiro with a hand in your mouth. Right there in front of you were nothing more and nothing less than (*insert fandom thing you really want here*)

"Hiro!" you screamed, he laughed still blushing. "Keep going! There's more!" You took of the gorgeous thing out of the box.

"Wow! Can I see that (Y/N)?!" Fred asked excitedly.

"Sure," you stopped on your tracks. "Just don't ruin it please." Fred nodded as you handed it to him, you then turned back to the blushing black haired boy and blushed a little too.

You took off a lot of crumpled paper out to find a little dark blue velvet box at the bottom, you took it in your hands and it had the perfect same size of your hand. You looked at Hiro, he gently took the velvet box from your hands and placed the bigger gift box on the ground.

"Okay. There's two options right now: you literally gonna love me or you literally gonna hate me." You gave him a confused look. "You ready?"

"Well... I don't know!" Everyone chuckled.

"Just open the goddamn box already!" Tadashi screamed and aunt Cass laughed.

You turned to Hiro, he took a deep breath and opened the box with his eyes closed. You gasped at what you saw. It was a necklace, with your favorite picture of you and Hiro on it and in the back of the pendant was written ‘I love you - H’. Hiro slowly opened his eyes and pulled a little board out of nowhere.

“Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"

Your hand went back to your mouth, so Hiro has been feeling the same for you all along? You felt your eyes get wet as he showed his tooth gap once again.

"Oh my gosh!" You finally spoke after what felt like an eternity for Hiro. "YES!" You threw yourself at Hiro's neck and the gang cheered as crazy.

"I've been wanting to do this for so long." He whispered in your ear as he hugged you back by the waist, you laughed.

"And I've been waiting for you to do this for such as long." You two broke the hug and Hiro helped you to put the necklace on.

He gave you a kiss on the cheek before heading back to his seat. You didn't pay much attention to the rest of the secret santa right now, you closed the circle giving Honey Lemon a cute summer scarf.

Then Fred gave aunt Cass a French imported tea cup kit. Aunt Cass gave Tadashi a new computer for his works, now he didn't need to share that one with Hiro anymore.And Tadashi gave Fred a collection of action figures of ‘The Avengers’.

Then you all took a lot of pictures and videos and also did a lot of ‘musical.ly’s with each other, you all had so much fun.

After a good round of hot chocolate you stood beside Hiro looking outside the window.

"So... You're my girlfriend now." He couldn't stop smiling while looking at the snow covered street.

"Yeah... And you're my boyfriend." You weren't different. "What would our little selves think about this?" You laughed.

"They'd probably puke!" He joined your laugh then looked deeply in your eyes. "I really meant that (Y/N)."

"Meant what?"

"What's in the necklace." You smiled breathing a laugh.

"But I wanna hear it from you, knucklehead."

"I thought you didn't like too much cheesy."

"And I don't. The things you do to me, Hamada." You got closer to him and he whispered just for you to hear.

"I love you, (Y/N)." All you could hear was both of your hearts beating in sync.

"I love you too, Hiro." You whispered back.

"Hey, lovebirds!" You both looked at the gang at the sound of Fred's voice.

"Look up!" Wasabi screamed this time.

"Mistletoe." You and Hiro said at the same time as you did what Wasabi told you to.

It was like slow motion. You looking at Hiro's brown eyes, he looking at your (*eye color*) ones as they started closing together with the distance between your lips.

Best. Christmas. Ever.

Masterlist

[thequeenrains]

A Night to a Decade of Faith

Tags: late night walks; burnout; autumn stuff idk skkssks you'd get what i mean if you'd give it a read :>

Summary: hiro struggled with a lot of things, getting into sfit was just one. surviving it was another. a walk, he reckoned, would help with his mental state. however, little did he know, a soul would come to give him clarity... and also a little patience for a decade of waiting

Word Count: 2737

College—my, Hiro thought it was going to be just easy. He thought that it was just all about finessing your output, and with the simplest one, he could easily impress his professors.

But he was wrong. It was far from being easy. High school always had his name as the top student—the best student, actually. Which got him to accelerate and advance further than those who are of his age. It was simple to get on top of everything. College, however—the exact opposite. 

He feels like he's behind of his game. No matter how hard he studies, no matter how hard he grinds, it just doesn't feel as if he's excelling anymore. And as someone who wasn't used to this sort of feeling, he feels kinda trashy to say the least.

And it was one of those days, where burnout got the best of him. 

7 o'clock, his clock read. The cursor on the screen blinked, waiting to be moved by his hands that kept running through his hair for more than he could count. Frustration bubbled down from within, and he feels the need to lash out. 

Sighing heavily, he tried to look at it from another angle, however, the more he looked, the less he found coherency. Out of frustration, he pushed himself out of his swivel chair and up the stairs to his room. 

His project was actually due tomorrow, and because of midterms from last week, he felt really burned out and empty of any sort of brilliancy. 

All this is too tiring, he thought of himself. 

But he didn't want to fail. 

Not finishing that project would mean jeopardizing his midterm grades, and he doesn't want that to happen. But he also just couldn't find it in himself to go and actually start it out because there were no ideas coming. 

And so, in a quick spiral he went, going through a lot of things at once before actually grasping the full meaning of his thoughts that kept plaguing his mind. 

Too absent minded, he dragged himself out of bed, grabbed his jacket, and made a beeline to the front door. He didn't bother saying goodbye to his Aunt, who was still busy manning the cashier despite the late hour. 

The cold city air immediately greeted him, with the soft buzzing of the cars zooming in the distance, and the occasional honks of mad drivers in the street—yup, this was San Fransokyo.

He held his jacket closer to his body as he turned to a random direction. The city was still pretty much alive at this hour, with some of the streets clogged with vehicles rushing to get home, or to wherever their destination may be. Strangers pushed passed him, yet he was pretty much a walking corpse in the middle of a lively crowd, he let them.

He was reaching  a point in his walk where his brain shut down all the thoughts. Mindlessly, he continued to wander on to a city where his inner musings were drowned with the humming of the evening life. Only then did he found himself in the middle of a silent road, dimly lit with street lamps and quaint lanterns hung in ununiformed directions. 

For a moment, he was worried that he stumbled on a way to the cat alley where he used to go bot fighting. However, upon further inspection, he noticed that it was not the same. Sighing, he was about to try and trace his way back home when his stomach grumbled in hunger. Which then reminds him he didn't eat anything for lunch, and also dinner. 

And so, off he went to look for a diner, only to slap himself on the forehead because he didn't bring any change with him. Well, he couldn't entirely blame himself, his mental state wasn't on the most optimal.

Footsteps sounded from behind him, and on instinct, he turned to see a cute looking girl in a black leather jacket approaching him. 

She held a cup of takeaway from an open shop nearby, the smell wafting unto Hiro's nostrils, causing his stomach to churn. Letting out a discreet sigh, he just turned around and tried to mentally retrace his footsteps.

The smell grew closer and closer, and Hiro's mind only circled unto that, grasping it like it was the only coherent thing around. He mentally slapped himself for only focusing on the food instead of trying to remember the path that he took for him to get here.

"You lost?" A soft voice questioned. He turned, only to see the same girl that he had seen a moment ago.

"I—" he was speechless, embarrassed even. Because the idea just sunk in, he got lost in his own city. And it's pretty poetic, too.

With a soft smile, she immediately got her answer, "No one stumbles here unless they're actually sure that this is their stop. You new here?" She tilted her head to the side, sending him a questioning look. 

"I actually live here but—" his statement was cut off when his stomach loudly grumbled, embarrassing him in front of the cute girl in front of him. She hummed before offering him the treat she had.

One by which he, hesitating, gently accepted from her grasp.

"Uh, thanks."

She smiled, the most charming he ever saw someone smile for possibly his whole life. "Anytime, now let me help you find your way back. Trying to navigate this area is quite of a pain if you ask me, you might get even more lost. You're from the main, right? Looks like you kinda wandered a bit too far out because the city's kind of a walk from here." With that, they begin walking back, retracing Hiro's steps.  

"Uh, thanks," he uttered, digging in on the food she had with her.

"You're welcome. You okay, though?" She asked, hugging her jacket closer to her body as the cold air blew passed them, softly shaking the lanterns that contributed the soft glow of the area.

"M'fine," he answered simply, looking down at his shoes.

Her gaze lingered a bit before turning back to the road, "Doesn't look like it," she uttered. "You seemed kinda lost. Although, if you don't want to tell me, it's fine. I won't pry."

He let out a breath, white vapors escaping unto the atmosphere formed, "Just kinda burned out," Hiro replied, "but that doesn't matter anyway."

She guided him to a turn and into an open road, "Hmm, high school?" 

He opened his mouth to reply, eyeing both sides of the road before crossing along the pedestrian, "College." 

With that, she paused and threw him a gaze, her mouth slightly parted in shock from the unexpected information, "Okay, first off, I wasn't expecting a kid as young as you to be in college."

He only slightly chuckled at her response, he got that a lot so he was used to it. "Well, my brother forced me to go to college actually. "

She hummed, the tone a bit disdainful. "He sounds kinda boring," she commented, to which Hiro only laughed at. 

He refuted her statement, "No, no. The opposite, actually. But sometimes, he could get a bit... protective?"

"Hmm, what does he do then?" The both of them paused in front of a stop light, waiting for the lights to go red. 

"He actually studies at SFIT."

"Wow. I take back what I said. He sounds cool," she smiled, "And where do you study, then?" 

"SFIT," he casually replied before crossing the road, almost leaving his companion behind, the latter with wide eyes.

This kid's a genius, she mentally remarked as she caught up with his long stride.

"Okay, wow. I heard it's hard getting in there?" 

"Well, I'm not sure with the other programs but with robotics, you just have to think of a good invention that'll impress the judges and the professors—"

She felt something inside her head, something that resembled the sound of a lightbulb lighting up, "You're in the robotics program?" 

"Uh, yeah."

Aw, he's cool, she thought.

With a smile, she spoke in awe, "Okay, wow. Like how do you get your life sorted just like that?"

He threw her a side-glance, "What do you mean?"

She gave a little shrug, "Like, you people actually know what you want to do in life, huh?"

"Well, actually, about that... It took me a while to know what I want to do in life. But it only took my brother's convincing and tour around the lab to get me to decide," he replied. 

"And what about you? What do you do? You know, you're not supposed to be talking to strangers. I could've murdered you," he teasingly said.

"I like to take my chances. And says you! I could've poisoned you," she teasingly retorted.

"But you didn't."

"Some poison takes time to react with the body," he almost stopped in shock. Upon noticing his slowly blanching features, she laughed. "Oh my gosh, chill! I didn't, and why would I be leading you to a crowded place then?"

"But yeah. I really don't know what I want to do in life. I don't feel like I belong to anything. Dropped out of high school because of those bullies, and also, because of my teachers and stuff. And yeah, I'm just literally floating around, existing..."

"You'll eventually find out what you want to do in life. Just give it time. I'm not entirely sure with mine but well, here we are."

"Do you love what you do?"

"Yeah, don't get me wrong but it's just really stressful to always be up my game all the time. I also have other responsibilities aside from just being a student," he sighed, pulling her back from almost hitting a lamp post, "okay, careful there."

"Close call, thanks." 

"But yeah, you get it."

"Well, when was the last time you had fun?" She asked.

"I don't remember," he replied. 

"Well, that's exactly what you need—I know a place! C'mon, it's gonna  be great!"

With that, the two of them changed directions. How they managed to establish a slither of trust and bond in that small moment, they don't know. But they were sure that they were comfortable with each other.

He made a mental note to always put spare change in him before leaving the house—either mentally or physically not okay.

And so, their little adventure began. He could say that the feeling was a bit cliche—as if out of a fictional bestseller that sat in bookstores. He couldn't find the words to describe what it felt like running down the dimly lit streets whilst laughing at corny jokes and random memories. She was one of a kind, and that's when it all made sense—she really didn't belong to anyone.

She is a free soul.

She belongs to the stars, the skies, and the dimly lit streets of July. She was the piece of summer that giggled in the early autumn evening. She was a beautiful soul, and that, in and of itself, is a high compliment. 

From licking ice creams in the late hours, laughing at kids in the convenience store, and reminiscing about late summer ventures, to ultimately questioning what they want to do in life. 

"I have a lot of ambitions, actually," she told him. The two of them sat on a bench, eyeing the full moon that slowly rose from behind the tall buildings of the city. She looked at the bag of chips that she grasped, skimming through the wrapper absent-mindedly. "But I really can't bring myself to continue on with schooling." 

It was late, and Hiro knew that his project was waiting at home. But he couldn't have the heart to tell her about that mere fact. Nor does he even have the will power to get himself to stand up from that bench. 

It was a beautiful evening, and he doesn't have the conscience to ruin it for himself, nor for her too.

"Then, why not? I mean, we only live once. You gotta go and chase those ambitions," he replied.

"Well, I'm thinking it's kinda impossible? I mean, it's all crazy to me. And I really don't know if I can get myself to continue on... with it," she hesitated a bit. 

"Well, you really wouldn't know if you won't try," he looked at the street, "I got to a point where I almost gave up trying to get into SFIT, but sometimes, you just got to look at another angle and give it another try."

A smile ghosted her lips, one that was bordering on in between bitterness and nostalgia, "Hmm, you're right. But aside from that, I don't think there's a path for someone like me."

"Then make one for yourself," he replied with a cheeky smile.

She returned it, but it was accompanied with the feeling of new found clarity. 

"Hmm, yeah. Why haven't I thought of that?"

Her companion only shrugged.

Her phone then rang, signaling her that it was time to leave.

"Ah, that's my que," she said, crestfallen, "But hey, don't stress out too much with your academics. Trust me, you're doing great. Oh, and just hit me up if you need someone, 'kay?"

And from that, goodbyes were exchanged.

Yet sometimes, when you're having too much fun, you forget to exchange names.

...and contact numbers.

~

The next morning, Hiro woke up to the sun shining directly on his eyes. Noticing that he fell asleep on his desk, he opened his computer immediately, slightly panicking and trying to remember if he, indeed, finished his project. 

And he did.

And it was all thanks to...

...what's her name again?

He racked his brain for any sort of information about her, but he couldn't seem to remember anything about her.

Then, it all sunk in.

Was she even real?

Groaning, he slouched on his chair, he wasn't even sure anymore. 

And so, from that day on, he continued to live his life, but not without even wondering about her; Was she okay? Did she go on to pursue her ambitions and make a  way for herself? A path carved with a shovel of uncertainty—either she stops  or she continues on. He wondered if she ever came back to school. 

And with each wondering came the feeling of slowly losing her into nothing but a memory of yesterday. He didn't want that. He wants nothing of that. 

With every leather jacket he sees on the streets, he makes sure to stop to look, silently hoping that he'd see the same smile that she offered him in that chilly autumn evening. With every smile people offered him, he knew that she was different, as it spoke millions into just one grin. He tried to look for her, really, that people around him almost dubbed him as the crazy one trying to hunt something down that had little to no identity. Nothing but a soul.

He tried to locate where he once found himself lost, but she did, in fact, say that it was hard to locate even for locals. He reached a point where he just decided to let things be. There will come a time where their paths will cross, and that's for sure.

He couldn't help but sometimes feel insane. She might be a fever dream for all he knew, all was uncertain. But it's the faith that had him clinging on to the memory that she left, it was faith that had him clinging on to the sound of her laughter that rang late at that specific evening. It was the small sliver of faith that got him to claim that no, he wasn't crazy. 

He laughed at his own analogy, a free soul.

She did resemble one, because she appeared only for a moment of fun before disappearing God knows where. 

A decade onward did he begin to once again question his own sanity.

The same laughter that rang through the silence of the cold convenience store played with his ears. Blinking, he straightened up, despite the heavy box of robotic parts he was carrying back to the lab, and looked around. 

And again, it went.

He was sure he wasn't insane...

Frantically he searched for a sliver of familiarity. 

He was totally crazy for holding on to this for more than a decade but he didn't care. He was hoping...

"You lost?" 

[animefankotaro]

Trans Hiro (Big Hero 6)

Hey, Baxmax.” Can you hand me my hoodie.”

“Certainly, Hiro.” He gave him his hoodie which he put on.

Hiro was a teen boy living in San Frantokyo. He lived with his Aunt Cass who owned a little shop. Hiro was also a hero. He was part of a team called Big Hero 6. There was him, Fred, Go Go, Wasbi, and Honey Lemon. They saved the world from all sorts of bad guys all while doing their homework. He still missed Tadashi though. He knew Tadashi was looking down at them proud. As he was remembering Baxmax was looking at a photo. He was examining it looking at it's details. He than walked up to Hiro and held it to him.

“This is an interesting photo.” Baxmax said. Hiro looked it it. It was a photo of him, Takashi, and Aunt Cass. It was from a few years ago. Before he became Hiro.

“Yep. That was when Tadashi, Aunt Cass, and Me went to New York. It was a lot of fun. Though there was one part where I threw up because we were on a big skyscraper. That was embarrassing. Still, it was a good vacation.

“You look different here.”

“That was before I became myself.” Hiro said. “When I was still a girl.”'

“Yes.” Baymax replied. “Takashi programmed me to know of your transition.”

“That was good of him. Always thinking ahead.” He looked at more of the photos. “Here's another one at a birthday party a little but before I transitioned. It was a lot of fun... Until I ate too much candy and threw up. Here's a photo on a Christmas a few years ago. That was a great Christmas. I got a kit where you can make your own robot. It's what got me into robots in the first place. Here's me and Takashi with our parents. It was the last photo we took with them before they died. Now Takashi is with them.” Hiro looked a little sad now.

“While I already know the story of how you came out to Takashi maybe if you told me personally it would make you feel better.” Hiro looked at Baymax. He supposed it wouldn't hurt to so that.

“Alright. I was 10 years old when I told him. I was depressed about the way I looked and he did seem to notice. We were always close so I knew I would tell him first. Hiro closed his eyes to remember it all.

Hiro was in his room playing video games when Takashi came in.

“Hey, sis.” He said. What are you going?” Hiro cringed at the sis a bit.

“Just playing some games.”

“That's neat. What are you planning on going later?”

“Probably this.” Hiro shrugged.

“Not anything else?” He smiled.

“I wasn't planning to.” Hiro said knowing Takashi was planning something. But what?

“Well that sounds great. Though I know something better.”

“Like what?”

“Much better.”

“What?”

“A million times better.” “Takashi what is it?” He took out to pieces of paper and showed them to Hiro.

“No way.” Hiro was astonished.

“Yep. Robo-Cage Battle. Front seats. With the best players in town playing.”

“How'd you get these?”

“I had a little money left from my last project.” He crossed his arms.

“And front seats too.”

“Yep. If we're lucky some of the robo parts will land near us. A little something to take home. So what do you say?”

Heroe got up from his seat and smiled. He stuck out his arm and the two did their little knuckle touch. Later on they want to the place it was at.

“So you got any bets?” Takashi asked Hiro.

“I'll bet you the last piece of Aunt Cass's chocolate pie that the Stingin Grasshopper will win.

“I think it will be the Omega Boxer.”

“You'll on!” Hiro said.

The Omega Boxer sprung forward and quickly threw it's arm forward. But the Stringin Grasshopper jumped up high and laded on the other side of the ring. The Boxer then went backward and did another throw only to miss again. The Omega went went up fast and threw it's arm again hitting the grasshopper.

“Yeah. I won!” Takashi cheered.

“Not so fast.” Hiro said.

While the crowed cheered the Grashopper brought out a stringer and went it though the Boxer ending it. The grasshopper won.

“You knew that would happen, didn't you?”

“I might have gotten some pointers.”

As they left Takashi got them two hotdogs to eat.

“Eating that pie always gets met to add a couple pounds anyway.”

“I'll spilt it with you. Hiro said.” They ate their hotdogs.

“Takashi. Can I tell you something.”

“Hmm.”

“Would you like me as your brother?”

“Yeah, I won't see why not. In a way you kind of are.”

“I- I wish I was.”

“What do you mean?”

“I'm a boy.” Hiro said quietly. “I've known for a while but I've been to nervous to tell anyone. I want to be more like you. You're my hero and I can't see being inspired by anyone else. I want to be your brother for now on.” Hiro finished. It was silent a moment.

“I was wondering when you were going to tell me.”

“Huh? You knew” Takashi nodded.

“Of course. I'm your brother after all. I can tell something was bothering you for a while. It took me a while to fond out but when I did I knew it was true.”

“Why didn't you say anything?”

“I wanted you to. So you can show how strong you've become. And you have. In a way you're my hero.”

“Thanks.”

“Do you have name yet? How about Hiro? My brother Hiro.”

“Yeah. I like that.”

“Me too.”

Back in the present Hiro finished his story.

“And just like that you were a boy?” Baymax asked.

“Well it took some time. We had to tell Aunt Cass and change a lot of things and have doctor visits. But yes I became a boy. I told the guys overtime. Of course they knew too as Takashi once told them.”

“I'm glad they were fond of you.”

“Yeah. They're great. Aunt Cass too.

“Hiro?”

“Yeah”

“How about a game of Robo- Cage battle?”

“Yeah. Let's go.”

[robindrake93]

In My Bed, In My Heart (900 words) by robindrake93 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Big Hero 6 (2014) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hiro Hamada/Tadashi Hamada Characters: Hiro Hamada, Tadashi Hamada Additional Tags: Short One Shot, POV Third Person, Sibling Incest, Sharing a Bed, Codependency, Fluff, Boys Kissing, Pre-Canon Summary: Tadashi is late getting home and Hiro crawls into bed with him.