Fandom Imagines/Preferences

Big Hero 6 Preferences *How You Meet*

Hiro: You smirked triumphantly as you took the money from the dish as the loser watched in utter confusion and disbelief that a teenage girl was able to defeat them. "Anyone else want to challenge me?" You questioned, and the bot fight arena fell silent at your challenge. "I'll fight you." You raised an eyebrow at the soft voice coming from the crowd, and a shrimpy young teenager stepped forward, shrinking in embarrassment as a hushed whisper broke out among the audience. You scoffed to yourself. This would be easy. "What's your name?" You asked, folding your arms across your chest. "H-Hiro Hamada." He squeaked. You almost felt bad for the kid; he seemed somewhat frightened to be here. You gave him a small smile in an attempt to calm his nerves. "(I'm Y/N)." He was a genuinely cute kid, and he returned your smile almost too eagerly. He gingerly placed his money on the plate and sat down. You did the same as the announcer began her spiel that marked the beginning of the bot fight. You decided to take this time to size up Hiro's bot. It is pitiful... you thought, smirking. Piece of cake. "Fighters ready?" You snapped out of your thoughts, nodding. "Bring it." As the fight began, Hiro's frightened disposition practically disappeared, and siting in front of you was a completely new teenager. With a smug smirk on his face, his fearful facade melted away. "Megabot," He said darkly, "Take her down." Before you could process what he said, his robot was attacking yours, tearing, ripping, crushing and practically pulling apart your piece of technology before your eyes. Needless to say, the match ended in seconds. You gawked in disbelief, eyes wide at your mutilated robot that laid limp on the ground. Hiro chuckled triumphantly, taking the money from the dish proudly. What the hell...? "Better luck next time, (Y/N)."

Tadashi: "Hello, Miss (Y/L/N), and welcome to your first day at the SanFranSokyo Institute for Technology." You smiled uneasily at the professor, smoothing your skirt anxiously. "Thank you for accepting me, Professor Callaghan." The older man chuckled, smiling. "No, it's my pleasure. You have an extraordinary mind, not to mention your tech has the potential to be revolutionary. You deserve this scholarship more than anyone I've ever met." You beamed, astounded that you were receiving such high praise from a man like Callaghan. Heck, he was practically a technology god. There was a gentle knock on the office door, and Callaghan gruffly exclaimed, "Come in!" A young man entered the room, who gave you a small welcoming smile. You felt your face immediately heat up, eyes widening at the sight of him. "Is this the new student?" "(Y/N), this is Tadashi Hamada. I've asked him to show you around the school." You blinked, falling back into reality as you realized you were staring at the student, causing you to blush. "H-hello." You said softly, and Tadashi gave you a small smile. "Come on," He began, "I'll show you around."

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"I heard that you have a pretty fantastic mind, (Y/N). Callaghan wouldn't stop talking about your technology." You blushed, smiling brightly. "I'm actually really fascinated by it as well." Tadashi admitted, making your face go even more red. He stopped in front of a door, smiling. "Here we are: The laboratory." Tadashi flipped on the lights, and your eyes widened like a child on Christmas. It was absolutely spectacular: State of the art mechanics, million dollar technology....it was all here at your disposal. A grin spread across your lips as you tried to take it all in, hearing Tadashi chuckle at your enthusiasm. "It's fantastic." You murmured. "Come on, I want to show you something."

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"Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion. I was alerted by your call of distress: "ow"." You let out a gentle laugh as you observed the large marshmallow-like robot, taking him all in. He seemed to be rather...cuddly. "He's amazing," You breathed, reaching out to touch him, "What does he-" "-I will scan you now," The robot announced and within a moment, he spoke, "Scan complete. You have a high pulse rate, dilated pupils, and are releasing a high amount of endorphins. Diagnosis: You are experiencing what is commonly known as a "crush"." Your eyes widened as your face flushed scarlet, dread washing over you. Tadashi looked surprised, his almond eyes wide as his cheeks grew pink. He let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he cleared his throat. "Baymax..." He began, "She is satisfied with her-" "-Scan complete. Tadashi Hamada, you have sweaty palms and a racing heart. Your brain is also releasing high amounts of dopamine, oxytocin, and cortisol. Diagnosis: You are also experiencing a "Crush"-" "-I am satisfied with my care!" Tadashi exclaimed, face turning bright red because of the robot's diagnosis. Tadashi rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly as Baymax shut down, looking over at you with an embarrassed smile, clearing his throat. "He...uh, he still has a few big I need to fix." The two of you stood in an awkward silence for a few moments, not certain of what to say or do. "You know," He began, "My aunt owns the Lucky Cat Café. If you're up for it we could...maybe...grab a cup of coffee?" You smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear at his offer. "I'd love to."

Fred:You softly drummed your fingers against your leg to the beat of the music as you wandered aimlessly around the store, eyes wandering over the seemingly unending rows of vinyl records, knick-knacks, comic books and cheap little baubles that littered the unorganized shelves and tables. The store was surprisingly empty for a Friday night, and you were in absolutely no rush to head back home to the massive stack of homework waiting for you. The soft sound of a bell tinkling interrupted your thoughts, alerting you that someone else had decided to stop in. "Hey, Geoff! My man!" You rolled your eyes at the obnoxiously loud voice that insisted on greeting the manager, realizing that your peace and quiet was now long gone. As you made your way to the comic books, you could still hear whoever it was blabbing on and on about the most random things: "Invisible sandwich", "Hologram couch", "Mega-zeta beams" or whatever they were called. You spotted the owner of the voice out of the corner of your eye, and what you saw didn't surprise you. He was the definition of fanboy: Skinny, pale, rather unkempt and sporting a pink tee shirt with a Kaiju monster. You couldn't help but smile as he fingered through the comic books and let out a delighted laugh as he found one that pleased him. He was practically a kid in a candy store, murmuring sats and facts about the comic books he was looking through. You shook your head, smiling to yourself. You looked through yet another pile of manga and comics, and yet you still hadn't found the one you were looking for. In the meantime, the stranger had managed to almost catch up to you, armed with a huge (and still growing) pile of comics. Feeling defeated, you half-heartedly looked through the next stack. Then, you spotted it: the limited addition mint-condition Megazon vs. Godzilla. Your eyes widened like a child's on Christmas as you desperately flipped through the pages in an attempt to find what you were looking for. Please. Please. PLEASE. You stopped on page 34, looking over the page in high hopes. Upon finding it, you let out a squeal of excitement, and you could feel the stranger's eyes on you. This was one of the only 20 copies ever printed with the tragically funny mistake: On page 34, not only was there a massive typo, but the artists had forgotten to draw Megazon's arms and tail. You had hit the jackpot! No more rummaging garage sales or scouring expos and the internet; you had finally found it. "Is...Is that..." The stranger began, making you look up in confusion. He was pointing to the manga you held so dearly in your hands. "Is that Megazon Vs. Godzilla, the limited addition misprint where they forgot-" "-Megazon's arms and tail? Yes!" You finished excitedly. The stranger dropped his stack of comics, rushing over to you to bask in the glorious mistake that had cost some poor artist his job. He looked about ready to explode. "Oh my-I need this!" He exclaimed, and you immediately tore the book from his hands, eyes wide. "It's mine. I got it first-" "-But it's the missing piece of my collection-" "-But I've spent almost three years trying to find this!" The stranger scoffed, folding his arms. "And what is a girl like you going to do with that?" "Maybe I collect comics, too!" You huffed, and the fanboy blinked, raising an eyebrow. "You collect comics? But you don't look like the type of girl who would be into this kind of thing. You..." he began, not certain of what to say, "You're really pretty." Your expression softened as you felt a blush rise to your cheeks, averting your eyes. "Thank you," Your voice was barely above a murmur, and you looked back up at him. "I'm (Y/N), by the way." "I'm Fred," He said smiling, "Do you come here a lot?" You nodded, "Every Saturday at 6pm." Fred grinned, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Maybe I'll see you again next Saturday, then?" You gave him a large smile. "You know where to find me. By the way, I'm buying Megazon Vs. Godzilla." You said with a smirk. The lanky teen chuckled, putting his hands up in defeat. "It's all yours." After you checked out and were heading towards the door, you could hear Fred's loud voice. "Geoff, guess who scored a date!"