Dream team + karl (dtk) oneshots

🤗twitter can be mean🤗

Prompt: twitter being toxic (as usual)

TW: swearing, insecure, mean comments (? Idk if that needs a warning but ive seen other people do it)

Idk whether this should be under angst or fluff

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Dream's pov:

I wake up to patches jumping onto my bed, I grab my phone off of the nightstand and turn it on. It takes a second for my eyes to adjust to the brightness but once they do I see hundreds of twitter notifications.

This can't be good I thought to myself. Usually when I get this many twitter notifications something bad is happening, normally it's some crazy stuff that someone accused me of or some stupid drama.

I open up the app to see whats happening, at first it doesn't seem like anything major, just a few antis saying mean things as they usually do. But then I realised why there's so many. Some other content creator, that I'd quite frankly never even heard of, had released a thread against me.

It started off as just some screenshots of old tweets, saying that I was a bad person. Then it was out of context clips or cropped ones to make it seem like I did or said bad things. Usually this wouldn't bother me but seeing as this is a content creator, i knew there would be more backlash than usual.

I continued to scroll, there were more screenshots. They were of supposed dms between me and this person. They were obviously edited as I hadn't even heard of this person until now, but a lot of people seemed to think they were real.

It showed me saying really rude or mean things about people and just overall really bad stuff. I knew they were fake, but the fans didn't.

I honestly wasn't in the mood for this today as I had a few family problems going on, but I decided I had nothing better to do, so I continued to scroll. Most comments consisted of things such as

User 1: omg I knew there was something off about him

User 2: wtf man, dream doesn't even deserve the fame

User 3: I hate dream so much bro. That ugly ass bitch should stay off the Internet

And so on. Even though I felt hurt by some of them, I couldn't stop scrolling, I knew I shouldn't carry on but something inside of me was preventing me from stopping. Eventually, I just chucked my phone across the room and put my face into my pillow.

And then the tears came. I don't know why I was crying, but they just kept coming. I got up and walked into the bathroom, staring into the mirror, I pointed out every little insecurity and thing I didn't like about myself. My freckles, my jaw, my eyes, my ears, my stomach, and so much more.

After a while I walked back into my bedroom and flopped down onto the covers. I heard footsteps and then a quiet knock on my bedroom door. "Dream?" My door opened.

I see George stood there, I look over to him. He has a worried look on his face. He comes and sits next to me as I sit up, pulling me into a hug, and I put my head on his shoulder. I can feel more tears start to come, but before I can stop them, they are already soaking into George's sweatshirt.

He pulls back, looking at me in the eyes. He's never seen me cry before. Usually, when I cry, I do it alone in the early hours of the morning, or when Sapnap and George aren't home. Then I hear another set of footsteps making their way to my door.

"You looked on Twitter, didn't you?" Sapnaps voice was soft, almost as if he wasn't speaking at all. I look up to him and nod. He walks over to me and rubs my back,"Its alright, Clay, we know they aren't real."

"I don't even know who they are," I mumble quietly, my voice shaky.

"Come on, let's go watch a movie, I know that makes you feel better." I nod, getting off of the bed and making my way downstairs.

"What do you want to watch?" George asks me. I think for a minute before picking Spiderman. They both laugh a little but agree. Spiderman has always made me feel better, even as a little kid.

George's pov:

Dream cuddles up to me as I play with his hair. "What am I going to do about Twitter?" He asks suddenly. I honestly feel bad for Dream. There's always some sort of thing going on that's against him. He's not even done anything wrong. He's the most sweetest, kindest and gentle person I've ever met.

"I think it's kind of unfair that you have to do anything," Sapnap says, looking over at me and Dream.

"Why does everyone hate me?" Dream questions, sadness in his voice. I see Sapnap's face become visibly shocked, neither of us expecting the question.

"Dream...," I say softly, "not everyone hates you, I don't, Sapnap doesn't, all of our other friends don't."

"It feels like the whole world is against me, even me," a stray tear falls from his eye, gliding down his soft cheeks and dripping onto his shirt.

"Dream, look at me," He turns and looks at me, "there are so many people out there that care about you, that love you, okay? It may seem like everyone hates you, but I assure you this will get better."

Dream nods, laying down and resting his head in the crook of my neck, "I love you."

I smile and look down, "I love you too Dream, i love you too," I lean down slighly, planting a kiss on his forehead.

Sapnap smiles and shakes his head, genuinely happy seeing his two idiot friends cuddled up on the couch.

"Everything will be okay."

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