suddenly, moments before disaster, a tall, 85 foot tall absolutely incredible hot guy with blue-green-pink shiny gentle aggressively hot orbs and an attractive beard and sculpted muscles and a cheeky grin and a jawline so sharp it will cut through metal, appeared out of thin air.
his muscular arms were stretched out, ready to catch the poor tiny y/n.
y/n fell down so fast that the man couldn't even see them.
unfortunately, the guy (let's call him Harold.) couldn't save them.
"lmao are you okay y/n" chuckled Harold. Harold loved being a total goofball sometimes.
Harold always knew how to be so hilarious, his jokes cracked everyone up.
Except y/n
because they're dead LOL 💀💀
Harold kissed the corpse on the lips, and y/n rose from the dead.
"... you s-saved m..m..m-me u-uwu" stuttered the shy creature. y/n was super shy and cute.
"shh.. may your lips be sealed by the power of my attractiveness" Harold's deep raspy voice gently boomed through the room, like a wave of warm air on a Saturday evening.
"wow you're so hot omg" y/n giggled.
"you're so cute when you giggle.." Harold replied.
y/n blushed so much her face was beyond tomato coloured.
"omg are we dating?" y/n asked. Y/n was painfully single, and wanted a super hot and handsome boyfriend like harry.
"no omg 💀" Harold said. "I'm already engaged to Obama."
"o-oh...........". y/n's heart shattered into billion pieces, never to be put together again.
"and I know Obama's last name too. I'll let that remain a mystery for later" Harold added, and with that, he vanished into thin air.
y/n sighed. another bad day.
this time y/n played golden.
https://open.spotify.com/track/45S5WTQEGOB1VHr1Q4FuPl?si=hFmCmzJSQa2_stN-l-VE5A&utm_source=copy-link
the moment when Hairy Stylus said the word "golden", y/n's world flipped upside down.
"omg im so golden youre so right H*rny Steel*!" y/n exclaimed, with newly found confidence.
it was a long day for poor cute awesome adorable golden y/n, so they gently rested their perfect head on the softest pillow ever.
"goodnight Ham Strings*" they whispered.
and with that, their gentle eyelids closed, and the night took care of y/n.
*I think I'm hilarious with this, no offense to Harry ofc lol
ok bye - Winter
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the story of y/n
Umorismoy/n.. wasn't like other people. actually, it's hard to fit in with others when you're super different from other people. it's hard being perfect and privileged. it's hard being so cute and funny all the time. luckily, y/n gets through their struggle...
