Ayoo! first part of my whitty x reader story! Currently, there is no specific plot im going for and I plan on keeping this book going for as long as i can, imagination wise.
Im not going to spoil what I have in mind though! Just saying!

Whitty's description: An 8 ft tall bomb man. Kinda a loner and isn't that good at interacting with new people. Explodes when flustered/embarrassed/mad.

(MADE BY sock.clip ON INSTAGRAM.) (CREATOR OF WHITTY!)

Y/n's description: Gender neutral, and ill use they/them pronouns on them. Always referred as short compared to whitty, no matter the height (unless you just so happen to be taller than 8 ft.. ignore this)
You get to choose everything else of course!

OKOK ENOUGH OF OF THAT, YOU'RE PROBABLY READY TO READ EH? WELL..

HERE YOU GO!
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No one's pov.

It was a cool and sunny evening on a friday.. almost the weekend.

Basically, in this town Friday through Sunday meant parties.. specifically the ones that held rapping, singing, and dancing battles.

People would usually bet alot on who would win each battle, winner and those who bet on them getting a reward. Then again.. sometimes they'd just do it for fun!

Rarely on each Friday night, there was this guy.. a tall, hooded man, with H O R R I B L E  back posture. His face was always hidden, but we all knew him as "Rockstar Whitty."  He was well known among everyone who attended these events, but he'd plead that nobody spread the word he was there.

He was a famous Rockstar after all. It'd be dangerous if the word got out. We all kept him a secret.

Y/n's pov.

I was making way down the sidewalk, you know.. getting jiggy on a friday evening yeah? It was pretty damn cool outside so I had on a sweater/hoodie of course. DONT WANNA GET SICK DO WE??

I was heading to the local Cafe in town, the most popular one that is, before the friday night funk tonight.

Tonight it'd be located at a club, and only 40 people were allowed to attend, getting to get in for free if you were one of the performers.

Not only can I sing.. but I can dance TOO! That means after tonight im gonna sign up bro!

Oooo i can't wait.. maybe that tall guy thats popular in the funky club will attend toni-

Snapping out of my thoughts, I watched some tall as fuck hooded shady dude run into an alley way.

'Hm? Totally not suspicious at all!' I thought to myself. The cafe was right here, and just my luck, there wasn't many people inside!

"Oh yeah!! Not packed today, this is perf-" I turned around to the squeaking of car wheels. "Huh." I questioned as the window began rolling down.

"Excuse me.. have you seen a.. 'thing' pass through here?" Some weird guy asked me.
"Ayo..? Be more specific.. geez.." I tilted my head.
"A tall bomb.. 'thing'" The strange cloud dude said.
"Thing?"
"Yes a thing"
"So like a creatu-"
"Yes!! Now have you seen it???" They seemed to be getting annoyed.
"Hmmmmmmmmmm....." I pretend to be thinking hard. "Nope! Haven't seen anything like that anywhere" I shrugged, giving the person a dorky smile.

"Hmm.. Alllrighht.." They look at me suspiciously before rolling up the window slowly, still giving me that suspicious look on the way up. When the window was fully up, he drove away slowly, staring me down.

"phew.. weirdo." I sighed out with a slouch before turning back towards the cafe entrance. "Good food?? Here i come!!" I shouted out causing people to look at me funny. Whatever.. who cares? Fucking normies.

Making my way inside, there stood a weird looking person. Not weird in a bad way.. but weird in the 'Holy shit thats a cool mother fucker' way.

A bear trap.

This fucker was a whole bear trap..

(An oc lol. IF YOU KNOW THIS CHARACTER OR KNOW ME, NO YOU DONT!! YOU'RE DREAMING!!)

"Heyyy, what can I get for you?" Their voice was strange and echoed, but their mouth didn't move.
"I WANT THE BEST SHIT YOU GOT!!" I did weird little finger guns at them.

"Sooo... (favorite drink)?" The beartrap person questioned.
"You know me too well.." I gave a thumbs up.
The beartrap smiled with their eyes and began making that.

My mind couldn't help but wander to the guy who went into that alley. As someone who's been living here for years? That alley way had a dead end and absolutely no way to get through unless you were some weird crazy spider person or something..

Never did I once see them exit.

"Order for Y/n.. literally the only person here" Bear trap person said in a joking way.
"Oh oh thats me!" I went over to get my stuff.
"Added a little extra.. my boss actually told me about ya the other day. You're basically our number one customer" They shrugged and they handed me my drink and a bag.

"Just some donut holes and a sandwich, least I could do for our number one customer.. you get me?" They said in a cheery tone.

"Thanks dude! You're the best!" I raised my hand to fist bump the strange character. They seemed to get the hint and fist bumped me.
"Cya around, buddy" They gave me the peace sign before turning up the music on the speaker.

They were playing a song by lemon demon, specifically Switzerland.

"Yeah cya! Hoping you'll be at the next friday night funk?" I said on the way out.
"Already planned! I'll be there tonight actually" They said as I fully exit the door, drink and food in hand.

(small time-skip)

8 pm.. THE PARTY STARTS IN AN HOUR, WOO GOTTA GO SOON SHIT!!

I began scrambling to get dressed. Basic clothes, but it still gave off the vibes that I was a cool person.

I snatched up the bag of food from earlier that I never ate.. I'd save it for later when I get hungry of course!

I took out my car keys and hopped inside.
"LETS GOOOO!!" I said as I pull out the drive way, making my way to the club's location.

(At the club)

The place was packed despite there being 40-50 people.

Surprise surprise? Mr cloud guy was here.. eh whatever. Must be really desperate to find whatever he was looking for.

There were 4 singers.

Blue haired miku looking ass.(Bf)

Dilf.(Dad)

Neil cicierega's fursona.(Monster)

And last but not least, kids with guns.(IF YK.. YK.. anyways pico)

Pretty funky looking rappers, in the good way!

If you win, you move onto the next round. If you lose, you're out. Up first was Dad vs bf? So thats their names...? Or is that just their weird nicknames..

(ANOTHER TIME SKIP LOL SORRY)

The bf was killing it.. he beat all three rappers.

"And last but not least.. Rockstar Whitty!!!" The man on the mic announced as everyone started going ballistic.

No one came..

"Whitty..?" The announcer man questioned into the mic. "Uh haha.. hold up!" He said and put the mic down. The crazy crowd was silent now. Nobody said a word, and we could hear the two hosts speaking backstage.

'Where's Whitty? He should be on right now! he said it last week!!' we heard them whisper. 'He doesn't seem to be here? I have no idea??' Another voice said.

I caught a glimpse of the wacky cloud dude from earlier, who looked like he just hit the jackpot. Then again, he remained calm and collected. He was the first one to exit the building.

"I'm afraid we're going to have to apologize crowd.. Whitty hasn't shown up!!" The accouncer dude got back on mic, earning a bunch of boos from other people.

"That means, bf wins by default.. How do you feel, bf?" The announcer handed the short blue haired boy the mic. "Beeboo skdoo bop be" They said into the mic with a grin. "Amazing work yet again!" The announcer pat the boys head.

I got up and began exiting the building.
"Dammit! I really wanted to see that guy they were all talking about.." I looked down. "Whatever.. I'll just sign up for the contest tomorrow.." I sighed.

Another thought crossed my mind now. The guy from earlier in that alley way... where'd he go? ...........

"I have to check that out." I said and began rushing to my car, scrambling to get my keys out of my pocket. "Hurry hurry oh god.." I said as I dug around and yanked it out, unlocking the car.

I hopped in and slam the door shut, making my way to the cafe again. It was only a block down at least, so no driving everywhere for me!

Practically slamming my car door open, probably almost breaking it, I stood in front of the dark alley way.

"You know what..? Maybe I should've thought this out before I decided to do this.." I said to myself while starting. Only light I could use was the dim flash light of my phone.

IT WAS SO TRASHY.. THIS WASN'T GONNA HELP AT ALL.

FUCK IT. I began walking into the alley.. being extra careful not to trip over any of the trash from the over filled dumpster. It smelled like absolute shit over here.. Wouldn't know why anyone would come back here anyway?

I began going deeper into the alley.. pointing my light at anything I could to help me through. Suddenly, my light was pointing directly at a shoe? An orange shoe with some extra light yellow on it. Trailing my flashing up a leg, I pointing it at a torso.. They had a blue hoodie on.

Going up higher... My light was pointing at a face.  This person had a bomb head, and was apparently knocked out cold and looked awfully beat up.

"Hey.." I went over and poked them.

No response.

"Yo??" I shook them lightly.

Nothing.

"Shit..." I cursed as I moved back from them. They were awfully bigger up close.. couldn't get their exact height without them standing.

"I can't just leave them there.. can I? Especially in this kind of night" I began thinking. There would definitely be freaks out.

So I decided..

"I'm taking you home with me!!" I grinned and went over to the man.

I wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pick him up.

'Holy shit, this is a heavy guy.. Lighter than he looks though?' I thought as I stumbled towards my car.

My legs were going to give out soon as I lay him down in the back seat.  Instant relief washed over my body as I stand up right again.

HE ALMOST DIDN'T FIT IN THE CAR THOUGH??

I closed the door and sat in the driver's seat after making sure be was all strapped in.

THATS ALL FOR NOW! Next part may or may not be out today, depending on how i feel? Sorry if this story is kinda boring- ill try to add more action in the next part