Dream Team Oneshots

I'm Sorry...

Two sad ass stories back to back, because no one asked for it. @FancifulSide and they said "I have an Idea! Trigger warning tho. Suicide. What if Dream attempted suicide but George and Sapnap are helpful little muffins," They requested this is November and I said I wasn't going to do it, but I'm doing it now. (I have to go through all of my stories and fin this god damn comment lol). This is the wrong prompt because I couldn't find the other one. 

Disclaimer attempted suicide. 

Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the US. Although we should bring attention to this all the time, this month is a time to get together and discuss it in a different matter. If you know anyone struggling with any of the causes below, please tell them to contact a hotline. I want to make sure you're safe. Below are some hotlines:Suicide Hotline: 1-800-273-8255 Crisis Hotline: 855-942-3414 Eating Disorder Hotline: 1-888-236-1188 LGBTQ+ Hotline: 1-888-843-4564 Self Harm Hotline: 1-800-366-8288 Rape, Abuse Hotline: 1-800-656-4673 National Hopeline Network: 1-800-784-2433 USA: 741741 UK: 85258 Canada: 686868.

Or if you just need someone to talk to I am here! You can dm me or we can just talk in the commmnets. I am here for all of you and I love you all! If you have a shity parent I am your new parental unit and I love you dearly! Please stay safe!

Hi, welcome this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.

Third-person

(I will put song lyrics in here, because why not, and yeah I'm lazy). Dream looked down into the water below. He was almost nearly one hundred feet up in the air and he planned to jump into the water below. He knew he would die on impact. That's the whole reason why he was doing it. (I am already fucking crying and we arent even three hundred words in). His mother had called him a while ago and the around of her crying for him not to jump really broke him, but he had his mind made up. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry. He planned to do it no matter what. The pressure of the world around him was getting way too much for him. He told his mom he wouldn't do it, so she wasn't worried. He told her he would fly home right after, but it was all a lie to get her to stop worrying about him. I just caught some time, I'll be home soon. The flight home was only two hours and she knew that, so she wasn't as worried and hoped that her son would get home soon. It won't be long, I promise. Dream just couldn't take it anymore. He had fucked so many things up in life and everyone expected him to do so many things it got too much for him, so that's why he's here. Sitting on a bridge about to jump. I will be okay, just wipe those. He wanted to be with his mamma so he could comfort him, but he had already made up his mind. He was going to do it and he was going to be free from this world. Tears off of your face, I'm sorry. He would definitely miss all his friends and family. They were the only reason why he would feel guilty leaving the insane asylum we can either. I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty. Tears began to fall again. George and Sapnap would always talk about how many cool things they were going to do for his twenty-second birthday and if he died that wouldn't happen. Lord, have mercy, please forgive me. His mom was also so excited to see him after almost a year of being apart, because of covid. She would be heartbroken to find out he had died. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry. The days seemed to go by so slow and they were so cruel to him all the time, he was so done with this. One hundred and forty-five days, I'm counting. This might be his last, so he would have to hold on any longer! He wouldn't have to pretend he was fine anymore. Tryna hold on but the time goes slowly. "The water is probably freezing," Dream joked to himself as he looked at the dimly light water below. He loved cold showers, so it would be fine. Two hundred and twenty-five ice-cold showers. The sun was setting and it was getting dark. No one was driving over the bridge at this hour so he would be fine. Dream watched his phone ring. It was George, but he just ignored it and put his phone on silent. Hurricane hit my cell, ain't get no power. Dream looked around. No cars could even drive on this bridge. He was too slim and narrow, so that made him know that he was all alone and he was going to die all alone. Tryna walk a narrow straight path is a battle. He would be free from this prison if he just jumped. If he just ended it all he could be free from his pain. Kinda hard to walk when you're in shackles. Dream gulped. What if he survived the fall? He would be all bloody and then he would have to either sit in the freezing cold water and die. Die from bleeding to death or he would live. My soul bleeds through these four walls. None of them seemed like good ideas and it made Dreams soul and heart as a whole crush into millions of pieces. My heart aches after phone (we are working on stuff, so this will be out later) calls. Dream then started to cry. He felt frustrated with everything around him and this was definitely his final straw. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry. Was ending it already worth it? That was the main question on Dreams mind. He wasn't sure anymore. I just caught some time, I'll be home soon. He will miss the somewhat long life he has lived, but at the same time, he wouldn't. It won't be long, I promise. Dream shifted more towards the edge. He could jump over the railing or he could sit here and think about all of the good things in his life. I will be okay, just wipe those. He remembers when his mom watched him take his first steps and she was so happy that she started crying. Tears off of your face, I'm sorry. He remembers going to comfort her and telling her it's okay, despite him only being one in a half. There are so many more memories like that and so many more to come if he didn't jump to his death. I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty. Dream looked down and he prayed that if he survived that there were no rocks on the bottom and he felt his stomach drop at the height. Lord, have mercy, please forgive me. He was deathly afraid of heights and the nervousness of death itself became very overwhelming for him. Dream began to shake with nervousness and tears fell out of his eyes without him knowing. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry. Dream shook the feeling away and then he thought of his best friends. George and Sapnap. They were basically his whole world and whole heart. He loved them both dearly. But he wanted to be free from this horrid place we call home. Give you my heart that's filled with pain, give me my freedom. Dream made his way closer to the edge, but this time it seemed a little hard to do. Sort of like something was trying to stop him. Take off these shackles, they hurt my hands, let me go home. It wasn't a thing, to say the least, it was his will power to keep moving even when times get tough, but he ignored it. The cold wind made him shiver. He was only wearing a tank top and some jeans. He wasn't really dressed the part to meet death, but he didn't care. Cold shower, cold bath, cold food, cold slab (2x). He felt sort of, how do you put it, selfish for taking his own life. He felt bad and he felt mean in a way. Only makes a cold heart (2x). Dream picked up his pheon and he listened to the voicemail his mother had left him. "Please don't do it, baby. Please come home to mamma-," And then it cut out because the service of the bridge was shit. He heard his mother crying and that broke him once more. "Maybe I shouldn't do it?" Dream questioned. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry. He wanted to go home and cuddle up in bed with his cat or friends or even his stuffed animals at this point. I just caught some time, I'll be home soon. The run back to the hotel he was staying at would take too long, that he would freeze to death even if he ran fast. It won't be long, I promise. Dream looked up and he imagined all of his loved ones crying over his death. Oh god, that would be heartbreaking to see. I will be okay, just wipe those tears off of your face, I'm sorry. But all of the hate online and all of the things he wasn't good at and all the people who hate him and just everything, was making seem like jumping was the best option. I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty. Dream heard a honk of a car. Well, it didn't sound like a car, more like a truck (you already know who it is lol). It sounded pretty far away, so Dream would be fine. Lord, have mercy, please forgive me. He felt his body go limp with emotions and he heard screaming and crying so many different noises and it was making his head ring. Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry (2x). Dream felt something go by him. It's like a car had tried to hit him or something. The railing was looking a lot like it was electric or something. Dream shook his head. He was just going crazy. Barbed wire, best friend became the barbed wire (Barbed wire). Chains broken by the barbed wire (Barbed wire). Dream felt himself get yanked by someone and he was now laying on the road of the bridge. He was no longer sitting on the edge. "Oh thank god you're still with us. I saw where you were and I got nervous," A voice said as they hugged Dream and soaked his shirt. It was Sapnap. Dream gave a small smile. Tears dropping from the barbed wire (barbed wire, falling down, barbed wire). That was the first time in their life long friendship Dream had ever seen Sapnap cry. He looked up to see Quackity in his fucking semi-truck with a smile and George was sat in the passenger seat. "Come on it's cold," Sapnap said and the three of them helped him into the semi-truck. Cold shower, cold slab, cold food, cold bath (Yeah, falling down). Dream smiled. Maybe life was worth living after all. Only makes a cold heart. They did care! Everyone cared! "Come one let's go see if this thing can do donuts and then we can go home and take a nice warm bath together," Quackity said with a smile and Dream looked at him funny with all four of them getting in the bath together, but he was glad he didn't jump over and he was now with his friends. 

This took longer than I'd like and it's really long lol. Okay, sorry if this was sad. The ending was cute and Quackity in the semi-truck coming in the clutch once more. And if you are thinking about committing suicide please don't do it! It's not worth it. I am here for you and I'm here to talk. You are loved and never forget that. Anyway love you all and toodles! 

Ya, that's about it. If anybody actually reads this, you request if you want. Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.