A really big nerd

Welcome to the nerd lab! I'm a bit busy at the moment, but feel free to ask if you have any questions! --//rp blog for Tadashi Hamada from Big Hero 6 --M!A: none

[vulture-jack]

ppl that get mad at people for not preferring the more ‘wholesome???’ ship blow my mind like 

“why would you ship x when x is right there!”

???????

i dont stand behind u at mcdonalds and tell u to get the salad instead of the big mac like shut up and let me have my garbage as long as it isnt hurting anyone else 

[deliverybcy]

reblog if you are the hot sibling

[vantitudes]

♕ Vintage blog

[cutepetclub]

[cherryseltzer]

omg his name is BLACKBERRY

[x-hiraeth]

@fireflyjulia @girl–fixer

[littlebittie95]

Are there any objections? No? okay good, so yea Ryan is Tim Drake.👍🏾 DO IT BEN AFFLECK!

[tashabilities]

He fahn.

[jlbi245]

BITCH CAST HIM RIGHT NOW!

[sourcedumal]

lets go

[moomoobooboo-deactivated2020102]

Do it, Ben!

[thatsthat24]

YESSSS

[jolyene]

“you’re up early!”

jokes on you i didn’t sleep at all and am in between energized and dying

[theblxckpaladin]

"I feel q u i t e fearless protecting the people I love"

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[wildfireworld]

Kyoto, Japan

[littlecofiegirl]

one of your OTP is an Artist

I always see these artist/model fics and I wanted to give a few ideas about other situations where one of them creates art. 

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Museum AU: I came in here to draw in peace and quiet and here you are leading this group of tourist around and your voice is amazing and I can’t concentrate. Sketchbook AU: I lost my sketchbook. you found it and posted a picture of it on instagram to find the owner and that totally freaks me out because you shouldn’t have looked inside!! But it blew up, made me famous, I got several job offers and I got my sketchbook back and you are actually really cute.

Gallery AU: You are staring at my worst work in awe and I don’t understand what you see in it.

Museum 2: I found you crying in front of a modern painting in a room full of people and I thought something is wrong but you just found it too beautiful.

Art-store: You saw me stare longingly at that paint in the art supply store and I must have looked heartbroken because you bought it for me and I promised to paint you a picture in exchange but I have no idea what I should create because I know nothing about you.

Accident recovery: I’m a famous painter but I hurt my wrist and I cant even pull a straight line and you’re my physiotherapist who never even heard of me but keeps cheering me on in these hard times.

Fan AU: You’re in love with my colors and I am scared to tell you I’m completely colorblind.

Pet fan AU: You thought I wanted to draw you but I actually just want to draw your dog! He is so cute! Have you seen him!? SO CUTE!

Coffee and friends AU: I accidentally dipped the brush in your coffee ad I’m hoping you won’t realize… I think I poisoned you. 

Car AU: I did a 24 hour paint job on the wrong car… Dude, I hope you like dinosaurs.

Graffiti AU: You inspire my graffiti art but after you spoke lowly about graffiti, all I wanted to do, was to impress you… until I finally did. 

Graffiti AU2: We both paint onto the walls of this grey city and I think I have fallen in love with you.

School: We mixed up our folders at the end of the day and yours is full of nsfw stuff. They’re really good.

Please add your ideas if you have any.

[tadashi-bignerd-hamada]

All of tadashi's kids are terrible at hide and seek. There's always a foot or something sticking out or they hide like, under a blanket in the middle of the floor or in a clear box. Masters of stealth, they are not.

[tadashi-bignerd-hamada]

Tadashi tries to teach his kid how to climb a tree. It backfires horribly and he finds them on top of bookshelves with a very old Mochi

[tadashi-bignerd-hamada]

some Dad Tadashi headcanons: he makes a lot of dad jokes. He's the kind of dad that uses a lot of nicknames for the kiddo(s). Also, kind of dad that does cool stuff or gives stuff and then says "Don't tell your Mom/Dad." Probably the dad that carries a bunch of stuff on his person at all times in case the kiddo has an emergency.

// Yes to all of this.

[tadashi-bignerd-hamada]

// I am writing this while I sit in bed with my neW LAPTOP I AM SO HAPPY

[theblxckpaladin]

"I feel q u i t e fearless protecting the people I love"

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[michellemagemundane]

Agateophobia ~tadashi-bignerd-hamada

Agateophobia:Your muse thinks they’re going crazy, and mine is trying to talk them down.

There were many things that she was proud of. Her name, for one. It sounded amazing. Mage Mundane. Gave no clue as to if she was a super, hero or villain. Just that she had a name and it alluded to her abilities. Or lack thereof. Ambiguity was fun. Most of the time. 

“Real or not real?” 

She hated this game. 

Slowly, the witch moved her broom closer, the soft lights in the handle casting a small amount of light on the man in front of her. She adjusted her hat, slowly peeling away her mask and making it disappear in a small puff of smoke. 

“Me? As real as I can tell. Do you want to check?”She offered him a hand. He reached out, flames sparking from his fingertips. Michelle flinched as one of them nipped at her hand, moving up and singing the hem of her robes. He pulled his hand back and finally looked up at her, eyes meeting hers. She gave an inquisitive tilt of her head, and he scooted over enough for her to join him. She hovered her broom overhead, slipping off of it and taking a seat next to him, staring out over the city as explosions in the distance lit up an otherwise dark city. 

They sat in silence, waiting for his ride to show. 

An hour later and  more questions left Michelle with a few small burns, and a desperate need to claw at her own face. She didn’t know how he could stand to be in his own head. She saw things, yes, but she was always sure they existed. Having someone ask you if the man on the opposing roof was real or not was unnerving when there was no man. Not even a heat signature. Nothing. 

It was downright terrifying when Tadashi kept telling her about how he kept getting closer, how it sounded like Robert. It was terrifying because she didn’t know how to help. 

The purr of an engine below left her with twin feelings of terror and relief. If it wasn’t Kemal, there was going to be problems. If it was, well, it wasn’t hers anymore. She looked down. Kemal looked up at them, shooting her an annoyed look at the inaccessibility of their perch. She shrugged and pulled her broom out, flicking it so that it stood in front of him. She stepped lightly onto it, turning and offering her hand to the man behind her. Thankfully, he took it, and she brought them down to the seer. 

She intruded on the moment for just a few seconds, watching as Kemal tenderly cupped the taller man’s face, murmuring softly, and then the world burst into flames around him, the sound of Michelle’s laughter fading into something dark and malevolent. 

“Tadashi!” Michelle hissed, and he felt fingernails digging into the sides of his face, the damp heat of the Mage’s breath on his face as she crowded into his space. He let out a plaintive noise and lashed out, flames surrounding them as he batted away the woman, the laughing, hissing woman. She snarled at him, the flames being batted away with- well he wasn’t sure but it was weird. It felt odd, weird, unpleasant. 

“Tadashi, it’s not real. It’s me you dumbass- repeat after me-” He shoved the woman, hard and scuttled backwards as he heard her yelp and swear. Another person swore- a man, and there was someone pulling him to his feet, hands on his face, warm and familiar. The scent of alcohol- deep and rich, but with a sharp bite. He knew that smell- whiskey, with a hint of cherry and the damp scent of soap suds, cleaning solution and the muddy mix of non-specific alcohol. 

Thumbs brushed against his cheekbones, repetitive, warm. A low voice spoke to him, soothing and careful. Asking questions. He choked, trying to pull away. The hands let him for a moment and then they were back, looser. A pair of familiar eyes came into view. Worried ambers that flicked from his eyes to his lips to his hands to the person next to them, the woman, and back. Tadashi glanced at the woman, her hat missing and her robes scorched. She wore a face of anger, but whether it was rage at him or anger born of worry, he could not tell. Not with the man smiling so serenely behind her. Dr. Callaghan. He shivered, feeling the panic creep up again. 

“Tadashi?” There was a pause as Tadashi focused on the man. The man- Kemal, offered him a soft smile. “Hey, I’m here, luv. I know it’s scary, but I’m here. I’m here. It’ll be okay.”

“I’m going mad. Again.” He whispered. Kemal shook his head and gently tugged Tadashi towards a secluded corner of the roof, right beneath a lamp, the light golden and warm.

“Nah. Not quite. We interrupted a job of Michelle’s. Got hit in the face with some gas canister from a nutjob with hay everywhere.” 

Tadashi settled against the door, hands clasping Kemal’s tightly, knuckles white and Kemal quiet, looking contemplative. Tadashi followed his line of sight. The rooftop spread out before them, lights twinkling. 

“So, I was thinking we might want to make a grypon or something out of parts. Or a pegasi. Something with wings so I can follow you folks when you start flying everywhere.” 

Tadashi looked at him, baffled. Kemal shot him a grin. 

“I’m feeling left out. All of you can fly and I’m stuck in the old beater I drive. Last I checked, the Sepia Seer is already not that terrifying. Having him drive a 92 Cavalier is not exactly respect inducing. And cramming the six of you into the back of that two seater? Yeah, not happening.” 

Tadashi narrowed his eyes, foocusing on Kemal, then glancing at the rooftops. A four-legged vehicle might work-

“So, I was thinking, we could use those servos your brother’s working on for the joints…” 

“Are you nuts? Those things are specifically for items under ninety kilos-” 

“Are you calling me fat?”

“I’m saying, between you and the vehicle, you’d be well over ninety kilos-” 

“Not if we use that new alloy.” 

“Ah, yes, the super conductive one. You do realize that one of your friends shoots lightening on a regular occurrence.” 

“Yes, but we could insulate-”

By the time they had hammered out what wasn’t feasible (most mythological animals), Tadashi was feeling.. better. The shadows weren’t twitching in the corner of his vision, and he wasn’t hearing faint strains of Michelle’s demonic laughter anymore. He glanced about, brows furrowed as he double checked what he saw. 

Kemal smiled and helped Tadashi to his feet. 

“See? Not crazy. Just Fear gas. People from Gotham are sick fucks.”

“I’m sure he and Pitch would get along like bosom companions.” Tadashi replied dryly. Kemal let out a snort of laughter. 

“Bosom companions? You’ve been working too long with Michelle, ‘Dashi. Besides, Pitch was hissing and spitting, angrier than a wet cat. It was entertaining to watch. Michelle sent me a copy of the video, if you want.”

Tadashi nodded, taking a deep breath of cool night air. 

“I’d like that.”  

[tadashi-bignerd-hamada]

"He looks like you." Kemal says, picking the small child up and just marveling at him.

"Well yes, when you have a child they have a general tendency to share your genetics." Tadashi laughed as he watched him.

[musingmemes]

baby / new parent memes

“ should she/he be making that noise? ”

“ she’s crying again… it’s your turn ”

“ should she/he be screaming this much? ”

“ i think she/he has a fever ”

“ you can’t call the pediatrician every time you have a question! ”

“ be careful with her/him! ”

“ the books didn’t cover this… ”

“ i think she/he has a rash ”

“ i don’t know what i’m doing ”

“ do you think we’re doing a good job? ”

“ she’s/he’s a prodigy!!! ”

“ have you seen my breast pump? ”

“ i’ve never been so tired in my life ”

“ how have they already outgrown these clothes?? ”

“ be careful with her/him… ”

“ do you wanna count her/his toes again? ”

“ you think she/he knows who i am? ”

“ i think this diaper is on wrong ”

“ watch your mouth, this baby’s first word better not be a curse word ”

“ shhhh! i just got her/him to sleep ”

“ do we really have to watch the wiggles 24/7? ”

“ should she/he be socializing with other babies? ”

“ be careful… she/he is a hair puller ”

“ she/he looks like you ”

“ we made this… ”