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My Only Hope

Tadashi Hamada x Reader

My Only Hope

Note: (THIS IS A NEW FIC) So I watched Big Hero 6 recently, and I’m still not over Tadashi Hamada. Every time I think I am, I’m not. Aaaaaarghh that boy… Willing to write part 2…

Warnings: Death mention?? Lots of fluff tho.

Word Count: 1828

It was quiet the night it happened. A sky full of stars looked down on the ever-glowing metropolis that was San Fransokyo. Hiro Hamada was fast asleep in his bed, Baymax tucked into his charging case. The wind rustled the curtains on Tadashi’s side of the room, hanging over the window of his empty bed.

Silence was thick, peaceful. Hiro was so tucked into his sleep, lost in his restless dreams, that he almost didn’t hear the sound of footsteps on the other side of the room. Almost. Hiro bolted awake and tore through the room, pushing aside the barrier that divided the space.

He hoped beyond hope that somehow, after all this time, Tadashi had finally come home. But instead, there was a stranger standing in the breeze. Someone who looked up at the boy, now fifteen years old, with wide violet eyes. Hiro caught the faintest tuft of pink hair sticking out of her black cloak. In her hand was Tadashi’s journal, and she pressed a finger to her lips, black nail polish gleaming in the moonlight.

There was a look in her eyes. Something Hiro couldn’t place. Something determined, a look that knew more than it was letting on.

“I’m going to make it better.” She spoke softly. Hiro hadn’t the slightest clue what she was talking about, but he had an idea. “But I need this.” She held up the notebook. “And you.”

A glowing ring of fluctuating pink and purple light opened up beside her. She grabbed Hiro’s wrist and stepped through, pulling him with her.

Immediately, the world changed.

Everything around Hiro was brightly lit, so white it was almost blinding. All of the walls and floors were white, the bed, the desk, the lamp, the blankets, everything. And once the stranger shed her cape, so were her clothes beneath it. In this stark, colorless place, this girl was like a rainbow, bright and colorful. She set Tadashi’s journal on the desk and turned to face Hiro, finally giving him a chance to take her in for all she was.

“Who are you?” He managed to get out.

“I’m a friend of your brother’s.” She stated, holding out her hand. “(Y/N) (L/N).” Hiro shook it with a dazed look in his eyes. He had heard that name before. He just couldn’t remember where.

“Where are we? How did we get here?”

“Teleport tech.” She replied, taking a seat on the bed. She motioned for Hiro to come sit next to her. “I need your help with your brother’s notes.”

“Notes for what?”

“His next big project.” She flipped open the book and skimmed through the pages before settling on the one she was looking for. “Time travel.”

***

You and Hiro had been working nonstop for weeks. You didn’t tell anyone about the project. It was a secret you kept to yourselves. You still hadn’t told Hiro who you were to his brother. You had only actually met Tadashi a few times. A handful of them. You had met him in the cafe. And then in your physics class. He took you home from a party once. And then, an older Tadashi had come from the future to deliver a message.

‘You’re my only hope.’

You closed your eyes, thinking about it. This guy you had barely even been friends with had entrusted you with his life. With his future. With his everything. Maybe there was something about your future he knew that you didn’t. The more you thought it over, you were certain that was the case.

It was the way he looked at you when he came. He didn’t say much, his fingertips barely brushing your hand when he gave you the note. And then he was gone as fast as he had come.

Later that night, you got the news about his death and it sank in that the Tadashi that had appeared to you was not the one you had known for the past year.

You didn’t tell Hiro all of that. You figured either he wouldn’t believe you or he would get his hopes up. You knew as well as he did that he didn’t deserve another heartbreak.

“You never did tell me why.” Hiro was on his way out of your lab when he turned around to look at you.

Your pencil moved across the page in front of you for a few more seconds before you realized he had been speaking to you. “Huh?”

“I mean, he never really talked about you. I didn’t even know who you were until-”

“He and I are something someday. I can feel it in the root of my being. And if…you know what? Never mind. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bright and early.”

Hiro nodded and managed a soft smile. There was hope there. The same hope you had seen in his brother’s eyes. “Big day.”

“Yeah…big day.”

***

It had taken a month, but Hiro had rewired your Transport Tech bracelet with the time travel technology his brother had imagined. You were going to do it. You had decided that. You weren’t letting Hiro get too close to the blast. Part of your unspoken promise to Tadashi was to keep Hiro safe, despite his protests.

Hiro had programmed the date and time into your watch down to the second. You had approximately five seconds, more likely less to toss Tadashi through the portal and get through it yourself. Hiro promised to stay in the safe zone, and you trusted him. You couldn’t afford to lose him after all the time you had spent together working to save his brother.

Once he (and Baymax just in case) was behind the line of duct tape that designated the end of the blast zone, were some of the explosion to get through the breach, you raised the hood of your cloak over your head and flipped the switch of the small but powerful device.

The portal opened beside you, tearing a hole in the fabric of time and space. You stepped into the inferno, bright and hot, right in front of the doors of the building just as Tadashi was running in to save the day. He was so heroic. So noble and brave, even if it had only turned out to hurt him in the end.

Time seemed to stop when he ran through those glass doors, the light of the fire lighting up every feature. Everything slowed around you and suddenly it felt like wading in honey. His eyes widened at the sight of you and the ring of light behind you. Confusion tugged at his handsome features, and your heart raced as you held out a hand, a desperate look of pleading on your face.

And though he hesitated, resulting in perhaps one of the most agonizing and slow moments of your entire life, he took your hand, and you pulled him through. As soon as both of his feet were on solid ground on the other side, you slammed the button on your wrist to close the ring, just as the blast erupted from the building you had just escaped.

Then, you promptly passed out.

***

When you finally stirred from the world of black, you realized you were somewhere other than your own bed. There was a beeping to your left and a voice that hardly sounded human.

“(Y/N) suffered an extreme loss of blood-sugar, resulting in her losing consciousness. She now appears to be completely stable.”

“Thank you, Baymax.” Another voice you recognized, but hadn’t heard in a long time. Your heart raced, causing the beeping beside you to speed up. A heart monitor, but you doubted you were in a hospital.

Once the blurriness left your eyes and you could see again, you looked around at a room full of strangers. And Tadashi and Hiro. Tadashi’s hand was clasped tight around yours, and he was sitting in a chair beside the bed you were in. His bed in the apartment above the cafe.

“Woah, easy there.” He helped you sit up gently, his voice soft. You didn’t know how long you had been out for, but you assumed Tadashi had already had his reunion with all of these people. Some you recognized from school, and the other, an older woman, you assumed was his aunt, who ran the cafe downstairs.

“Good morning.” Your voice was so groggy you hardly recognized it. It hurt to speak. Something cold pressed into your hand. A glass of water. You took a long sip and then leaned back against the pillows that had been piled on the bed. Tadashi’s bed.

“She lives!” Shouted a guy you recognized as the school mascot, Fred. Everyone surrounding shushed him.

“Hiro told me what you did for me.” Tadashi sat on the bed, wrapping his hand around yours. “And…what would have happened if you didn’t.”

“It’s no problem. Anytime.” You shrugged, a smirk tugging at your lips. Some of the people in the room, well, all of them except Baymax really, left the room to give you and Tadashi some space.

“I think you deserve more than a pat on the back.” Tadashi’s expression was soft, careful. You could tell how many thoughts must be running through his head about the whole situation. He had been dead for a year, and only now had you gone back to rectify things, bringing him ahead so it wouldn’t mess with the timeline and prevent the events from unfolding the way they did. You and Hiro knew you couldn’t make any paradoxes, or it’d mess everything up.

“Well, I mean, you Princess Leia’d me. What could I do?” You chuckled softly. God, you were sore. You weren’t even sure why. Maybe it was some unforeseen effect of the time travel.

“I Princess Leia’d you?”

“Yeah. Future you popped in and told me I was your only hope. Couldn’t just leave you hanging.”

“It’s always been you…” Tadashi shook his head, whispering softly.

“What’s that?”

“Well, I…” red tickled his cheeks, and he reached up to scratch the back of his neck. “I didn’t think it was any secret that I liked you.”

“This is news to me, Hamada.” You raised an eyebrow, amused. “But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have the most monumental crush on you too. Which is probably why I’ve been working for the past year to bring you back from the dead.”

“Thanks for that. Again.” He made eye contact and then looked out the window. Sunlight, bright and warm, shone on your skin.

“So how long have I been out?”

“Just overnight. Figured we’d be better off treating you here in case the doctors asked too many questions about your time-travel injury.”

“Good call.”

“I…I owe you big time. So, anything you need-”

“Well, you could start by taking me out sometime, Hamada.” You suggested.

Tadashi grinned and nodded. “I think that could be arranged.”

[regrettablewritings]

Fluff alphabet for Tadashi Hamada if you're stil writing for him, please. B, c,s w?

Indeed, I do still write for the lovely lad. Stuff is below the cut

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?):

Oh, most definitely. Tadashi is a very family-oriented man. Always has been, always will be. So it’s no surprise that he looks forward to the day he can start his own little branch of the Hamada family tree. We’ve already seen how he is with Hiro: He’s protective, he’s encouraging, he’s inspiring, he’s good at getting him to do things he may not want to do even if it’s for his own benefit -- imagine what wonders he could do if those traits were applied to a little mini-him or mini-you or mini-you-both!

Honestly, the subject goes more or less unspoken between you two because it’s kind of a given that Tadashi wants kids. You two would be taking a walk in the park or going to the mall and the moment a stroller passes by, he’s barely playing off how much he’s trying to crane his neck to gaze upon the chubby wonder resting inside. You can see the disappointment in his eyes when he fails. Some days when you’re just at the Lucky Cat trying to get some homework done, you’ll glance up and see him at a table with a baby at it, speaking all kinds of sweet words to them. You’ve seen his favorites playlist on Youtube -- it has a decade-old commercial for Legal Zoom on it. When you questioned why it was there in the first place, you had to witness your adoring boyfriend sheepishly admit that the baby in it was just too cute. And also he liked the pale purple walls and thought it’d make for good inspiration.

“Good inspiration for . . .?” you led, knowing exactly where it was headed. You watched at Tadashi’s eyes wandered and his cheeks and ears reddened.

“For . . . a nursery . . .” he responded. It was a mumble, but you heard everything you needed to know loud and clear.

Well, not everything, of course: You asked him what exactly he envisioned for the future.

He admitted he wasn’t exactly particular about whether he wanted a boy or a girl, let alone first or second -- he just knew he would like at least two children so neither one would be lonely. Corny and cheesy as it was, he would’ve preferred to live somewhere a little closer to the suburbs (“Hey, at least I don’t expect a white picket fence!” he justified). His reasoning being that he’d like a nice, quiet area in which many parks and libraries and schools can be accessible, and so any children of yours have room to grow. However, given the structure of the area, he knew that this was going to be a tough call for a multitude of reasons.

Bottom line, though, he’d be okay with living in the city if it meant he could still provide for you and your hypothetical kids the best he could. He just wants to make sure everyone is happy and healthy. But for now, he’s content with it just being the two of you . . . Emphasis on “for now.”

C = Cuddles (How do they cuddle?):

Usually with a prayer that Hiro doesn’t barge in. No, seriously: That bedroom of theirs offers only the most courteous of privacies by way of a tasteful but otherwise unpersuasive shoji. You want Hiro to see you guys trying to get cozy about as much as Hiro does -- which is not at all, given how he pretends to throw up every time he’s walked in on you two. And how he’s voiced his dislike of it.

Given that Tadashi is ever the caring brother and roommate, he can only get away with so many dry, “You don’t have to be here”s before he just feels bad about it. As a result, the two of you have actually had to create a cuddling schedule built with Hiro’s course times, your availability, and Tadashi’s availability in mind. And God forbid Hiro ever finds out about that schedule because all he needs is one more reason to call the both of you Ultra Nerds.

Worse-case scenario, you two get booted out and have to make do with the couch in the garage, cramped as it is. But you don’t mind: Usually, the reason you two are cuddling is because you’re so butt-tired from coursework that you need to relax and zonk out for a couple hours. Besides, for as lanky and more muscle-based as a guy like Tadashi is, his arm wrapped around you is unfairly warm and comforting. You’re bound to be conked out before you can even utter a complaint, or at the very least you’re way too relaxed to register the fact that you’re both awkwardly strewn about the furniture.

So if it had to be put in a different way (and less about worrying somebody might barge in), you supposed you could describe your cuddling as being the snug equivalent to how a college student eats, sleeps, or lives altogether: You both take what you can get when you can get it and try to enjoy it before it’s time to go to your next “adult obligation.”

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?):

Tadashi is a pretty optimistic person so it’s actually hard to get him completely down, let alone long enough for him to actually require a pick-me-up bigger than a brief inner pep talk. Normally all he needs to do is have a quiet moment to himself, some time to cool down, maybe remind himself that things can and will get better. But in the odd moment where this isn’t enough, Tadashi will often turn to his interests.

However, don’t assume this means he’ll hunker down in his lab and focus on one of his projects: He’s long since learned that it’s best to not robotically engineer with sad or frustrated -- way too many power outages have occurred from that.

Instead, he turns to his other hobbies: Living with Aunt Cass means he’s been knowing how to bake for years, albeit the baked fruits of his labors don’t always come out prettily; depending on how free his schedule is (read: not very at all anymore), he may go find a location to go surfing; or he goes to a park to get, like, a cart crepe. Usually being outside in a sunny place (with plenty of puppies and babies around) zaps him back to normal.

Which leaves him with plenty of time to figure out how to cheer you up!

Given his nature, Tadashi has become a wiz at cheering others up. He’s just got this nearly contagious brightness about him. And even if you don’t find yourself as readily bright as he, don’t worry: He’s not afraid to pull old tried-and-trues on you. Being an older brother/almost fatherly figure has allowed him the perfect position to perfect his trade: That is, the art of being goofy for the sake of cheering up his loved ones. He will easily pick you up and jump around with you, hollering about how he’s going to “turn that frown upside-down” -- by actually holding you upside-down.

Not your cup of tea? Then be prepared to witness the most tragic case of Dad Dancing ever recorded in a man below the age of 30, complete with cheesy disco music. You will be forced to witness his arms flailing, head bopping, mouth performing what you had once heard being referred to as “The White Man’s Overbite”. You will beg that he stop “for the love of Mochi.” You will try to have your pleas be heard over the speaker blaring “Got to Be Real” by Cheryl Lynn, only to be further drowned out by your boyfriend’s tone-deaf singing.

But the man will not stop: He must dance in your honor.

And once you’re done wiping away the tears left from cackling, he’ll treat you to some froyo.

If this still doesn’t work, there’s the slightest chance he might pull out the big guns: Tickling. It’s reserved strictly as a worst-case scenario, but he’s going to dance until his feet bleed if he can help it before he has to do that again. The last time he resorted to tickling a little too eagerly, it . . . didn’t end well.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?):

When? A balmy evening in May. How? With a bit of difficulty. Mind you, Tadashi is a generally organized man on the average day. But on the day he proposes to you – heck, the days leading up to it? He’s a bit of a mess. And it’s in no small part due to how incredibly involved his friends and family had tried to be the entire time.

Make no mistake, he’s very glad that he has such supportive loved ones. However, he found himself constantly fighting off a heart attack every time one of them treaded the line a little too closely for his comfort. (Sure, there’s little suspicion in Honey gushing over wedding magazines with you or Aunt Cass asking you to sample a “brand new wedding cake flavor” she was planning to use for some pastries, but Wasabi asking about your ring size and Fred talking about how kaiju costumes were better than tuxes until GoGo had to slam him down really wasn’t exactly inconspicuous.)

Hiro might’ve been the closest thing to normal throughout it all, much to the elder Hamada brother’s surprise. But even then, he was more of less gesturing for Tadashi to just go ahead and pop the question – albeit, at the most inopportune times in the latter’s honest opinion.

“I can’t propose to my girlfriend in the campus library!” Tadashi rejected Monday.

“There’s nothing romantic about being in the middle of a pizzeria and going, ‘Hey, will you marry me?’” he scoffed on Wednesday.

“Hiro, if you ever propose to somebody in front of a mall fountain, then I’ve failed you,” came his dry response Saturday. He knew his younger brother meant no harm by applying the lightest of pressures; he just wanted all the anxieties over with! But this was you Tadashi was proposing to: You deserved only the best. Only the most heartfelt . . . Which was why, in the end, the where of it all was the Lucky Cat Café. Was it the fanciest establishment he could have done it in? Not really. Thankfully, Aunt Cass was all too eager to oblige his request to have the café to yourselves one evening; it allowed him to properly decorate your favorite table with a tablecloth and a bouquet of your favorite flowers. It was admittedly a tad cheesy, but you certainly didn’t mind it.

But this was where Tadashi had grown up. It was where his family – the core of his being – was, where his friends congregated to relax. This was his home in so many ways and if he was to invite you into his family, he wanted it to be done here. Even if it meant Aunt Cass and Hiro were not too discreetly peeking out from the back. Or that the entire time Tadashi was trying to recite his proposal speech, he kept getting distracted by your friends, whose faces were mashed against a window behind you, waiting to bear witness to this milestone.

Suffice to say, it was a very group-oriented situation. But neither you nor Tadashi would have had anything less.

Thank you for your patience!

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine studying for finals with Tadashi

——— Masterlist / Ko-Fi ———

Finals week had begun in SFIT and all of the students were rushing to check out books and to reserve study rooms in order to prepare for their tests. The library was filled to the brim and no table or whiteboard was left unused. This was why [Name] and Tadashi had decided to use the former’s dorm in order to study peacefully. Though the clock in the room read 2:15 am, the two showed no time of stopping anytime soon. With their final counting for 30% of their grade, they were using all of their free time to study but [Name] was officially burned out.

Shifting in her seat, she let out a loud groan before burying her face in her hands. “I can’t. Everything is blurring together and I have no idea what I’m reading at this point.”

Looking up from his textbook, Tadashi shook his head. “I feel the same but you can’t give up.” Bookmarking his page, he closed his book and stood up. Stretching, he let out a sigh as a pop was heard. “Come on. Let’s take a break for a bit.”

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Can you do 30 and 38 with Tadashi?

30. “I can tell by your sarcastic undertones, rude comments and sheer lack of common decency, that you and I could be best friends in no time.” & 38. “There’s something about you makes me smile.” 

pairing: reader x tadashi hamadacharacters: reader, tadashi hamada, cass hamada, hiro hamadaword count: 1.6kwarnings: fluff, smartass commentssummary: tadashi can’t get enough of youa/n: I’m so sorry this took forever;w; I’m horrible! I usually don’t take this long on requests but angst has been all I’ve been able to write and I wanted something fluff worthy for the cute nerd. And then life got in the way making it hard to write anything :c thanks to this though, I have a bunch of ideas for a Tadashi story and one-shots

“This is fucking ridiculous!” For half an hour now you’ve been trying to get your stupid moped–which is really more of a scooter–to start. Thanks to the old contraption, you are now twenty minutes late to a job interview at a local cafe you had applied to earlier this week. At least you were able to call the cafe’s owner and tell her about your sorry, stranded ass. In response, she told you not worry about it, that she’d interview you when you got to the cafe. Bless her soul. “Stupid piece of junk! Why’d you choose today of all days to quit on me!”

You’re about to kick it out of frustration when someone clears their throat. You turn quickly, surprised by the sudden noise.

“Everything okay?” The newcomer asks you with curious brown eyes and kind smile.

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Tadashi Hamada - Drunk Karaoke

A/N: I wrote this yearssssss ago after first falling for Tadashi Hamada and being inspired by this clip of his voice actor Daniel Henney singing on YouTube for a different role. I hope you can listen to the audio and enjoy imagining Tadashi serenading you in this story <3 “No.” Tadashi breathed, staring at his phone. 

“What?” You asked, approaching him. 

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This can’t be happening!!!” 

“What is it?” You repeated yourself. 

“I only got 65% on the last assignment! I don’t understand, I worked so hard!!!” He huffed. 

You searched yourself for some way to encourage him. “There’s other assignments right? I’m sure you’ll do better on them. Maybe just check with the professor on what you were getting wrong and see if you can make up for it?” 

“No, not in this class, she’s very strict. Absolutely no makeups, she’s warned us. I could still check why though so at least I’ll know… ” 

“Why don’t you come out with us tonight?” Fred offered, suddenly appearing in the back of the emptying nerd lab. “Yeah, you won’t be able to hear back from that teacher tonight anyways and you got nothing else to do. Have a little fun for a night. Wasabi is DDing” 

You looked to Tadashi, curious his response. Your boyfriend wasn’t much of a bar goer but he did go with his friends on occasion, usually as the designated driver though. 

He sighed. “Yeah, okay, might cheer me up after all this.” 

You crowded around the bar, each taking turns ordering. Except Fred. He took 3 shots and ran off to dance. Wasabi got a diet coke since he’s the designated driver and Honey ordered a martini. Everyone looked surprised when Tadashi got ready to order too. 

He shrugged at their expressions. “It’s been a long terrible day that I really just want to forget.”

“Well if you’re in the mood for forgetting…” Gogo paused and ordered some complicated drink then slid it to him. “It’s my own little concoction. Strongest stuff I’ve ever had.”

Tadashi eyed it hesitantly.

“I…don’t know Gogo,” Honey said looking at Tadashi. “You don’t have to drink anything if you don’t want to.” She reminded him.

He shrugged. “Why not. What have I got to lose.” He said and began drinking Gogo’s concoction.

“Hey! Look! It’s karaoke night!” Wasabi said turning his attention to the stage opposite the bar.

Honey gasped. “Tadashi! You should sing!!”

You looked at him shocked and impressed. “You sing?!!”

He shook his head. “Only in the shower or when I don’t notice I’m doing it. I’m not nearly drunk enough for karaoke.”

“Well then! That can be arranged!” You laughed and ordered him a shot.

He chuckled. “I would have never thought you the type to get someone drunk and take advantage of them.” He teased.

“What can I say,” you shrugged, “I love singers”

"Oh, do you?” He asked watching, interested.

You smiled at him coyly and he quickly took the shot. Not long later, he’s making dumb jokes and like a hyper little kid. 

He giggled as he stared at you. 

“What?” You smirk.

“There’s two’a you.” He giggled more. “This is so awesome. I love having two’a you. But wait which one is the real you ‘cause I don'wanna acciden’ally kiss someone who’s not my girlfriend.” His eyes grew big as he slurred. “Whoa, yeah, that would be bad….but two of you!!!” He exclaimed excitedly again.

You laughed with Honey and Gogo at him.

“So does that mean you’re drunk enough to sing for me now?” You asked.

“Sing?! OHH YEAHHHHH I WAS GONNA SIIIING FOR YOUUU, okay okay just….just wait here….” He said and got up from the bar stool, stumbling a bit. “Just stay here…” He held his hands up, “I’ll I’ll be right back…okay?”

“Okay, I’ll be here.” You smiled.

“Okay.” He said and started to leave but then ran back to kiss you, catching you off guard, and then ran back to the stage. 

Gogo chuckled at your surprised look. “Yeah, he gets a bit clingy when he’s drunk.”

“A bit clingy?!” Honey said as if what Gogo said was a terrible exaggeration.

Gogo chuckled again. “Okay, a lot clingy! Once he wouldn’t let Honey go to the bathroom alone." 

"He kept saying I was his best friend and not to go but I was like ‘Tadashi I really have to pee! And what about Fred he’s your best friend too?’ Thankfully that got him distracted enough to tackle Fred with hugs instead of me.” Honey explained. 

You laughed at the story with the girls.

“Next up! Ta-” the MC paused and looked at Tadashi who was just off stage “dude, I can’t read your handwriting… what does it say?”

Tadashi just grabbed the mic from him instead.

“Heeeelloooooooooo Sanfransokyooooo! It is I, Tadashi Hamada, here to serenade you…..buuuuuuuut mostly just my girlfriend ‘cause she’s a dork waffle and got me drunk so I would sing to her.” He slurred. “But it’s okay ‘cause she’s really cute. Okay! This is a song! Called…ahh….umm….a thing, I dunno……anyways I umm OH! Oh it’s starting!!! Everyone it’s starting, shhhhh! Wasabi it’s starting, look, shhhhh!!!”

You and the group laughed at him and Honey got out her phone to video it. Frankly, you were quite impressed with his talent. 

When he had finished, the whole bar applauded like mad. “Thank you!!!” He shouted and dropped the mic. He picked up his baseball cap that had fallen while he was head banging, then jumped off stage. 

You got up off your barstool to meet him. “You were amazing!!!!” You shouted over the new music playing. You reached your arms out to hug him but he pulled you into a sloppy kiss instead.

“Let’s dance.” He grinned and pulled you deeper into the crowd. 

Moments later, you bumped into Honey again.

“IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU GUYS EVERYWHERE!!!” She yelled over the music. “YOU GOTTA COME SEE FRED!!!!” She dragged you off behind her and soon you come within view of a mechanical bull that Fred was totally rocking. 

Having a few drinks in yourself, you decide you want to try it too after Fred. Tadashi didn’t realize this at first though, so got upset when he saw you getting on it. 

“WhAdder youuu doing?!!” He scolded. 

You shrugged. “Giving it a try.”

“No no no no no!!” He said, running over and trying to carry you away from it. “I don’t want you to get hurt!”

“But Fred didn’t get hurt.” You pointed out.

“But Fred is a idiot so even if he did I woulden’ be too worried. But you’re too pridddyyy t’ fall an’ break your face. Fred can break his face if he wants though.” He slurred and pulled at your hand. “C'mon let’s do something else.” The drunken boy looked around the bar for something else to do. 

“LOOK DARTS I LOVE DARTS DON’T YOU LOVE DARTS?!” he said excitedly and pulled the darts from the board then backed up. “I’m sooooooooo good at darts, just watch me,” he said, giving you a charming crooked grin and a wink. 

He threw the first dart and it hit the edge of the board. The second hit about 2 inches from the target, and the third….hit your forehead.

“Aaahhhhh!!!” You grabbed at your temple before looking down to see the bright red blood on your hands.

“OH NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” He rushed over to you. “I’m SO sorry Y/N!!!!!” He apologized, looking at the cut and hugging you. “We gotta get Baymax! Baymax!! BAYMAX!!!” he began calling and wandering a little. “OW! BAYMAX! OW! BAYMAX! ACTIVATE!!”

You held your stinging temple and ran after him, grabbing his arm with your non-bloody hand. “Hun, Baymax is at home.” You pointed out. 

“Oh” He paused, looking worriedly at the dripping blood. “Well let’s go find him then!!!” He said, determinedly scooping you up into his arms and heading to the doors. 

Once outside he wandered up and down the street almost whacking your head on a light post. “Umm…” he hiccupped, “where are we??”

You laughed. “How bout we get Wasabi to drive us instead?”

He nodded, setting you down and going back inside with you to find your friend. 

***

“Aghh, my head…” Tadashi groaned the next morning. 

You rolled over in bed to face him. “Yeah, I know that feeling.” 

He looked at the bandaid plastered to your forehead. “Did I do that?” He moved his hand up to his head, groaning again. “Everything is so hazy.” 

“It’s okay, it wasn’t that bad.” You reassured. 

He turned over to pick up his phone, checking the time to see how late the two of you had slept in. In doing so though he noticed an email notification. 

“Oh my gosh. I can’t believe it.” He breathed. 

“What?” You asked curiously. 

“My professor… she’s actually going to let me make up my grade!” 

“That’s amazing!!!” You cheered. 

He looked at the time again. “Not if I don’t make it to meet her!” 

Tadashi jumped out of bed, instantly regretting the fast movement. 

You cringed as you watched him place a hand to his mouth, willing himself not to vomit. 

Hurriedly he changed out of his pyjamas and into the first clothes he could find. 

“Good luck!” You called after him as he rushed away.

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Prompt: Can the reader be a new cast member on the avengers movies and is secretly dating Sebastian , and during a question panel (I don’t know what it’s called but the whole cast is on stage and answering questions) she is asked “how does it feel being the ugly one out of a group of beautiful people?” The cast gets angry but Seb is the one that really stands up for her and then reveals they are dating and that he loves her. Sorry long request! :)

Word Count: 530

Author’s Note: I kind of changed it a bit so the insult wasn’t as bold, hope you don’t mind. Also, I’ve never been more proud of a gif find.

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Prompt: Love your blog to pieces! I was wondering if you could please write something along this lines: a reader, Sebastian and the airport. Thank you in advance! Have a nice day! 😊

Word Count: 660

Author’s Note: I’d love for this to happen, airports can be so much fun.

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Jay x Fem! Reader..

Jay coming behind reader holding her waist while reaching to get her something she was struggling to get off the top shelf

my favorite vk <33

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Jay is walking through the halls of Auradon Prep, trying and failing to fight his growing irritation. It hasn't been the greatest day, to say the least, and it’s wearing on him now. He likes the school, he likes his friends, he likes a lot of things about the place, but sometimes being the poster child for the entire Isle of the Lost is hard to bear. It’s just a lot of responsibility, that’s all, a lot of responsibility for a boy who’d rather just run around all day instead of knowing that every one of his screwups is actively harming the chances that other VKs can come to the mainland.

Needless to say, it’s not all swords and roses with Jay, which is why he couldn’t be happier when classes finally end for the day and he can retreat back to the dorms for some solitude. The living quarters have never seemed more appealing, especially when Jay rounds a corner and sees her.

The girl walking idly through a common room in the dorms section happens to be none other than Y/N L/N, superior student at Auradon Prep, and possibly one of the only people that Jay has liked since day one off the Isle. She also happens to be his girlfriend, so that’s a bonus right there.

Jay smiles to himself as he looks at her. Y/N is fierce, both to love and to fight. He’d first met her during the initial rounds of obligatory ‘Welcome to Auradon’ meetings, back when he, Mal, Carlos, and Evie had shown up here for the first time.

He can still picture that day in his head. There’d been this big gathering of students all there to welcome the first four Villain Kids to the school, and it had all seemed like just too much. The band, the forced smiles of everyone there, everything.

Jay had been just about to seriously contemplate stealing the car and just driving out of there to avoid the whole thing when he’d glanced over and seen a girl standing further away in the crowd. She was regarding the festivities with the same vaguely embarrassed air that Jay felt, but when they’d first locked eyes, she’d smiled at him. She’d actually smiled, too, not the forced turning up of the lips that all of the other students and faculty were doing. If Jay hadn’t known better, he’d say that she might actually be a friend.

And she was. Y/N, as it would turn out, is one of the best parts about life at Auradon Prep. She’d quickly grown close to the Core Four, as they called themselves, and might be the only non-VK that Mal genuinely respected. She was just that cool, honestly.

Jay grins to himself. How could he have ever thought that all the Auradon kids were the same? Y/N proves that wrong every day. She’s reckless like him, always down to go wandering off to the obscure parts of the campus to see what trouble they can find or engage in midnight fencing challenges when neither of them can sleep.

Once the fencing season started up, Jay was able to see her way more often, which was perfectly fine with him. Y/N had quickly impressed him with her dedication, her strength, her everything. Carlos had accused him of crushing on Y/N since day one, but it’s not like Jay could have ever avoided that. How could he, when he’s got the best girl right in front of him and she just so happens to like him back?

Jay’s still fairly sure that’s a minor miracle, Y/N liking him back. It had taken all of his courage and then some to walk up to her and tell her how he felt. He’d chickened out about half a dozen times beforehand, but he couldn’t be happier that he followed through with it.

For one thing, they make the perfect couple, something Evie has proclaimed to them about a hundred times, not that Jay minds the reminder. No one else can match him for spirit, and no one else gets him the way Y/N does. She may not have been born on the Isle of the Lost, but Jay is fairly sure that she’d fit in just fine there. He likes the thought of it, bringing her back to visit. Maybe he should look into that.

Jay is dragged from dreams of the future by visions of the present moment, and looks up to see Y/N entering the room. She’s focused on getting something from the far side of the room, so she doesn’t see him.

Y/N walks over to a row of cabinets, extending her hand to reach for something on the top shelf. Unfortunately, she comes just a little short, and no matter how hard she strains to reach, she can’t make it.

Jay smirks to himself, sending an opportunity, and strolls over until he stands behind Y/N, wrapping his arms around her.

“Struggling, are we? Need a hand?”

Y/N recognizes him almost instantly, and swats at the arms encircling her, although Jay notices that she doesn’t do it with any force, almost as if she’d like nothing more than for him to keep her close.

“I’m just great, thanks for asking.”

Jay nods, pulling Y/N closer to him until the top of her head is tucked in the space between his collarbone and his chin. “Are you sure about that?”

She laughs, and Jay can feel the ripples of the movement through his chest from where she’s pressed against it. “Very.”

He grins. “Alright, then. Get whatever you were getting.”

Y/N reaches again for the top shelf, but the second she gets close Jay just tugs her slightly away again, keeping her close.

She reaches behind her to poke him in the ribs. “Let me go, you dork.”

Jay pretends to be offended. “Dork? Now I’m definitely not going to let you go.”

Y/N sighs dramatically. “You’re unreal.”

Jay chuckles. “Unreal indeed. Many girls have told me that I show up in their dreams. Apparently, I have great appeal.”

Y/N turns around in his arms so she can face him, one eyebrow raised. “Is that so?”

Jay meets her gaze steadily. “Unfortunately for them, I only care about one girl, regardless of if I’m in her dreams or not. She’s very strong, and smart, and utterly beautiful, and her name is Y/N L/N-”

Y/N cuts him off, although she’s grinning. “Alright, alright. You’re too cute to be a complete dork.”

Jay laughs. “That sounds good enough for me.”

They’re simply too close for any other option, so Jay leans forward and kisses her, just because he can. Y/N smiles through the kiss; he can feel the curve of her lips against hers and he loves it, he loves all of her. When Jay first arrived at the Isle he swore that Auradon could never hold a candle to his home, but this is single-handedly changing his mind. Nothing has ever felt this good.

When Jay at last breaks away, he tilts his forehead forward until it rests against hers. It’s quiet for a moment until Y/N kisses him again, and then the world is back to being rocked by every feeling Jay has ever known. Yes, he thinks to himself, this isn’t the Isle, but that doesn’t mean that this isn’t good. In fact, it might be the closest he’s ever come to perfect. Time comes and goes, but them, they’ll stay here for a while. Jay can afford to waste his afternoons on her.

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