The internet ruined me (dream x reader)

Chapter 1

As I sat down to start my obs, I contemplated what kind of stream to do today. I could always go with the classic Minecraft, which seemed to be what had gotten me most of my viewers, but I felt too tired to be a try-hard. So, I went with "just chatting".

"Hey guys!" I said excitedly, clapping my hands together. "So I just wanted to come on and do a little q&a, I know this is new for me, aha, but I figured it could be fun, so start asking questions."

As the donos started to come in from my 3,000 viewers, I started feeling my anxiety rise. I finally realized what I had set myself up for. Shit, here we go...

"any future collab ideas btw I love you!" A dono read aloud.

"Well, I've debated it for a while now. Maybe when we reach 1,000 subs, I'm just not too sure yet." I stated blankly.

After answering a few more donos, I started to realize just how boring sitting there was; so I figured I could play some Minecraft while answering questions.

As soon as I opened Minecraft, my chat started flooding with "bed wars please!" I never realized how much they liked watching me play, I felt like a weight had lifted off my chest realizing that I genuinely have people who like to watch me do stupid shit.

I logged onto bed wars and started playing, time flew by and before I knew it I had finished my tenth round off, noticing I had been streaming for a little over four hours. I was so surprised when my chat started telling me that I had won every round I played.

After chat congratulated me for my victories I decided it was late and I should end my stream. I said my goodbyes and rushed to the bathroom, wanting to get my night time routine out of the way so I could lay down and scroll through Twitter.

As I layed down onto my bed, I opened Twitter only to be met with thousands of tags. My breathing hitched as I saw what was bringing me so much attention..

Dream @/dreamwastaken

Watching small streamers is so fun(: couldn't believe this girl really got 10 bed wars wins in a row.. might have to steal her spotlight.

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George @/georgenootfound

Can never let anyone have their moment can you dream

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Reader @/reader1

AHH HES TALKING ABOUT (y/u)

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Reader @/reader2

NO WAY THIS WOULD BE SUCH A GOOD COLLAB PLEASE

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(y/n) @/(y/u)

This losers so cocky, who even are you?

I laughed at my response, knowing his reaction was going to be great due to his cockiness. Of course I knew who he was, but I really wanted to fuel the fire. After all, this was one way to get me clout.

I decided that was enough social media for one night, setting my phone on my bedside table and quickly going to sleep, still excited from the recent events.

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I woke up the next morning bombarded with so many (and I mean soooo many) Twitter notifications. I read through most of the replies to my comment, laughing at every dream stan cussing me out for "disrespecting" him.

I never realized how much of a reaction I'd get from them, but I was so glad because I was laughing my ass off. Once I finished reading as many replies as I could bare, I went to my DMs and saw something that completely caught me off guard..

Dream @/dreamwastaken

Really? Tell me you were joking

(y/n) @/(y/u)

Uh who is this?

Dream @/dreamwastaken

Okay now i know you're lying

(y/n) @/(y/u)

Lmao you wish, i'd never lie to THE dream

Dream @/dreamwastaken

Haha, very funny. You should give me your number though

(y/n) @/(y/u)

Woahhh moving a little fast there aren't we buddy

Dream @/dreamwastaken

Listen, I hate texting on twitter

(y/n) @/(y/u)

Who said I wanted to keep texting you?

Read 10:11am

(y/n) @/(y/u)

okok im sorry (xxx)xxx-xxxx

Did this guy really spark up a conversation just to leave me on read? Hah, maybe I bruised his ego. I wonder if he'll reply now...

I got up and got ready to go make my coffee when a ping stopped me mid step. I reached down to check my phone-

Unknown number

That's what I thought

This guys really something isn't he...