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Never Letting Go - Dream x Reader

Remember when Dream said if he did a meet and greet, that he wouldn’t let go until you did when hugging? Yeah, me too. Anyway small writing bit to feed yall while I work on more content.

Theme: fluffy!!! whoo

Warnings: none. If I miss somethin’, don’t be afraid to tell me!

Characters: Dream, Y/N

Dream had finally gotten to the point where he was comfortable and wanted to do the meet and greet he’d talked about in the past. While he made his regular videos and played games with his good friends, and spent time on calls with his partner Y/N, he had been planning this meet and greet. 

Eventually, the news came out, and immediately Y/N saved money to go. It would be a fun surprise for the both of them to see each other in person.

On the way to the place that was picked for the event, they blasted one of their favourite playlists in the car, glad to be the only one in it. That was because they were belting the lyrics to every song. They were excited, but also a bit nervous. Mostly excited, though.

The crowd was huge, and loud, and tightly packed together, but slowly the line dwindled down, and Y/N got closer to seeing their boyfriend in person. They couldn’t stand still, switching their weight from foot to foot, jumping a little in place, and any other movements to get their nerves to wear off. 

When Y/N was finally next in line, they ran to their boyfriend and wrapped him in a tight bear hug. Dream barely had time to register that his partner, the person he loved more than pretty much anyone in the world, was here to see him for real. He wrapped his arms around them just as tightly, swaying back and forth and kissing the top of their head. 

“Didn’t expect you to be here,” He teased quietly, as fans took pictures of the two as they held each other. 

“Couldn’t pass up on this opportunity,” Y/N replied. “We can hang out some more after all of this. Go get some food. Whatever you want.”

After another long pause of the two just hugging, Y/N spoke again. “If it weren’t for there being tonnes of other fans waiting to meet you... I would never let go.” 

puzzles [dreamwastaken]

pairing: dreamwastaken x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them (none mentioned)

synopsis: two puzzle pieces slot together to form the beautiful picture that is love, until they don't.

wc: 1.3k

a/n: i have no idea what this is or what i was trying to accomplish with this but my brain said dream angst brainrot and i haven't posted in a bit so here u go!

tw: one swear maybe? angst, that is all.

think of two connecting puzzle pieces.

originally, they slotted together perfectly. no force, nor wiggling was required to connect the two, as they were made to be placed together.

as time went on, and the pieces were connected time and time again, the edges began to wear down. they began to come undone at the ends, but still, the pieces fit together well enough to keep the puzzle whole.

eventually though, the bit that slotted the two together broke off, leaving two single pieces. there was no longer a connection between the two, and the picture they created would be forever unfinished.

over time, you’d learn to think of your relationship as this puzzle.

before you met him, you’d known there was something missing in your life. your matching piece. and then he walked right into your life, quite literally.

headphones blasting in your ears, you hummed along to the song as you swapped your books for your next class. you gently bounced your head to the beat, completely lost in your thoughts. which is likely why when you finally closed your locker and stepped in the direction of your classroom, you were hit with a sheer force that sent you and your books flying towards the ground.

an arm quickly shot out, wrapping around your waist and catching you in astounding reflex. you opened your eyes, which you’d shut in pure shock, and looked into the most beautiful green eyes and softest-looking dirty blonde hair you’d ever seen. “shit - are you okay?” he asked, and you almost choked at how soft his voice was.

“yeah. yeah, i’m okay.” you managed, and the two of you stood in that position for a brief moment, simply looking at each other, before you cleared your throat and he flushed, letting you go. “sorry, i wasn’t watching where i was going.” you apologized, and he shook his head.

“no, it was totally my fault. my name’s clay, but everyone calls me dream. what’s yours?” he flashed you a charming smile, and that’s all it took. you were totally his.

maybe it was cliche to say that it was fate that he’d crashed into you on that ordinary day in your freshman year. you’d wholeheartedly believed it though, because that boy changed your life. he was the piece you’d been missing all along.

“hey dream! hey y/n!” sapnap greeted, and you smiled, returning the gesture. dream’s arm was steadily wrapped around your waist as always, and you leaned into his side as the boys launched into some discussion about sports you really had no interest in tuning into.

from the day you’d been so abruptly crashed into, you and he were inseparable. you instantly became “the power couple” according to the whispers in the halls (whatever that meant), but you didn’t care for the gossip. you didn’t care what people thought of you as long as you had him. he made you feel special, like a better version of yourself.

as though he read your thoughts, he tightened his grip on your waist, glancing down at you with that boyish smile of his. and everything was perfect.

just when you felt complete, when the picture you’d formed with dream was ready to be framed and set in stone, senior year rolled around.

with the weight of pending college applications and ap classes, you were finding yourself constantly drowning in work. meanwhile, dream was focused on his sports, for the most part. he was relying on his exceeding football skills for scholarships and you both understood the gravity of each other's endeavors, and you promised that no matter how busy, you’d make time for each other.

it started with every weekend, both saturday and sunday, you both set aside time to spend with each other. a few weeks later, it became one day or the other. a few weeks after that, it became every other weekend.

before you knew it, you and dream hardly saw each other. lunch was probably the longest time you’d spend in the same room, and sometimes even then he had a team meeting, or you’d be studying in the library.

the edges of your pieces were wearing thin.

“what do you mean you’re leaving?” his voice broke, and you frowned, tears welling in your eyes at the sight of the brokenhearted boy in front of you. you sighed, reaching out and grabbing his hands in your own, gingerly placing soft kisses on his knuckles.

“i got into my top school, dream. you know how hard i’ve been working for this.” your soft voice came out much sadder than you’d hoped - you wanted to stay strong for him. you really did. he sighed, nodding halfheartedly. he opened his arms for you, and you walked in gratefully accepting his embrace.

“we’ll figure this out. we’ll make it work.” he mumbled, and you nodded against his chest. at that moment, you truly believed he was right, and that you would make it through this. you could only hope.

four months of facetime calls and lonely nights, your relationship was holding on by mere threads.

“i miss you.” you muttered, and he only nodded, his focus somewhere else, probably editing. you frowned, but said nothing. recently, he dropped out of his schooling to pursue youtube full-time, and he was doing surprisingly well for himself. you didn’t really understand it, but you were supportive of him and his career. it drew most of his time and attention, but who were you to say anything. he was pursuing his aspirations, and so were you.

you babbled on about a random assignment you were putting off, when dream spoke up, cutting you off completely. “what if i came to visit you?” you blinked, processing his words. “i have more than enough money, let me come see you.” you almost burst into happiness, the two of you quickly diving in to plan the details.

a week later, you stood in the airport. you saw the familiar head of dirty blonde hair towering over the crowd, and rushed over to him immediately. he opened his arms for you, you launched yourself into them, sinking into his familiar frame. something felt different, but you brushed it off.

however, during dream’s stay, he was constantly on vc with his friends, and barely paid you any mind. you would work all day in the same room, eat together, sleep in the same bed, but it felt so inexplicably strange. he was right next to you, yet it felt like he was further away than ever.

facetimes became less frequent after he returned home. his youtube took off even more, and you threw yourself back into your studies. your connecting piece had finally broken.

“what did you just say?” you were fighting back sobs, looking into the searing green eyes you once got lost in through the bright screen. you heard him perfectly clear, but you didn’t want to believe it.

“i can’t do this anymore.” he repeated, but his voice was barely above a whisper. you weren’t surprised, you both knew it was over long ago. dream glanced up from his phone, smiling at something, and your heart sank. you knew that look. it’s the way he used to look at you.

“there’s someone else.” you stated, and dream tensed, seemingly forgetting you were still on the line. he looked guiltily at your expression, and you sighed, forcing a small smile. “i’m happy for you. goodbye dream.”

you hung up then, allowing the reality to sink in and the tears to flow freely. it was over. four years down the drain like nothing. you’d worn yourselves so thin, until you couldn’t hold onto the past anymore.

you no longer fit together like the perfect pair you once were. the picture you’d painted together had faded.

dream had already found a new piece for his puzzle. a replacement. yet, you were a broken piece. and it was much harder to find a match for a broken piece.

perhaps your picture would be forever unfinished.

goodbye [dream]

pairing: dream x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them (none mentioned)

synopsis: “please don’t make me choose”

wc: 1.3k

a/n: here's my entry for @dreamcatcherrs 5k special! congratulations again <3

tw: angsty, use of dream's real name

his spike in views was abrupt and without warning, and though he had been strategic about analyzing and optimizing the youtube algorithm, nothing could’ve prepared him for the millions of subscribers he’d maintain in a matter of months.

it was like his life had changed overnight.

in the beginning, he would play video games with his friends, record occasional videos, and spend time with his amazing s/o and family whenever he pleased - he hardly had any commitment to uploading, but he continued to do it because he loved it.

now, he’d receive millions of tweets wondering where he was and what he was doing at all times. the thousands upon thousands of kind messages he received daily about how his content bettered his viewers’ lives drove him to constantly be making, editing or uploading content in some way.

he accepted more invites to appear on his friends’ streams, and put as much time as he could into his editing until it was pure perfection. he had always been a workaholic, but now it was fueled by another wish: to keep his viewers and supporters happy.

you began seeing him less frequently once his channel took off, being completely understanding that he was basking in his prime time as an influencer, and supporting him fully. you grew accustomed to falling asleep in an empty bed, and getting up for the day just as he was about to end his.

for a while, you were okay with it, because you could see how happy he was that he finally got his chance to make people smile.

at a certain point, however, you realized his incline in viewers wasn’t faltering, but only getting bigger as time went on. he was surpassing milestone after milestone in the blink of an eye, and you couldn’t even keep track of which he’d passed last anymore.

you wanted to be happy for him, you really did. you tried so hard. but the larger his platform grew, the less you saw him at all.

when sapnap moved in, despite your idea that it couldn’t, the loneliness managed to get even worse. the two of them locked themselves in their respective offices, the closed doors doing nothing to drown out the screams and laughter that seemed to never end. the only comfortable silence you were able to find in your house was with the aid of some form of noise cancelation, whether it be ear plugs or headphones.

at this point, you were losing your mind. you couldn’t sleep through a full night without being woken up by a scream, and when you’d tried to confront them, they’d both sheepishly apologized, but had lasted about an hour before they were back at it once more.

the best way to describe the way you were feeling was like a ghost wandering around aimlessly, no one paying you any mind as though they were looking right through you. you didn’t even get a good morning text to wake up to anymore, you had been isolated and were simply forgotten.

it wasn’t getting better, and it wasn’t going to. so one day, when sapnap had left to go visit his family, you decided it was finally time.

you pressed your ear to his office door, and upon hearing nothing, knocked gently. you heard shuffling before the door opened, and once his eyes landed on your figure, a bright smile illuminated his face and he surged forward, wrapping you in a tight hug.

“i’ve missed you.” he mumbled into your hoodie, but you shuffled awkwardly, and he seemed to realize you weren’t embracing him back. he pulled back, eyes dancing over your solemn expression. “is everything okay?” he asked, nervously.

you sucked in a deep breath, swallowing your nerves. “i can’t do this anymore.” you told him, trying to hold your voice steady. he blinked, his face falling into a frown.

“what?” he breathed, and you sighed. you had dreaded this conversation for so long, but you needed to do this.

“this. us. i can’t do it anymore.” you gestured between your two bodies, glancing towards the ground in shame. “you’ve been so busy with your streams and uploads, we haven’t seen each other in months. can you even remember the last time we went out together?” you stated, your question hanging in the air, leaving a heavy silence looming over the two of you.

“i-” he tried, but after a long moment, he seemed to clue in - he had no idea. “i’m sorry, i didn’t even realize. i can change! i can do better. we can go out tonight, even-” he babbled, but you smiled sadly, shaking your head.

“you can’t have both, clay. your job is demanding, and you have so many people waiting on your every move with baited breath. they need you.” you explained, a sad smile making its way onto your expression.

“but i need you.” he whispered. “you know how much this job means to me, and how much you mean to me. please don’t make me choose.” his quiet voice broke, a choked sob following shortly after.

“i’m not making you choose. i already made the decision for you.” you stated, trying desperately to hold yourself together for him.

“you can’t give up on us so easily, you can’t just leave me.” he replied, reaching for you. once more you stepped back, and you couldn’t help but let a small tear finally escape.

“i didn’t give up on us easily. we haven’t been a real couple in months. i tried to wait for you. i just don’t have any time left to give.” you choked back a sob, and he completely broke. he crumpled to the floor, sobs wracking his body.

“i’m sorry, i’m so, so sorry-” he sputtered, and you forced yourself to look away, unsure of how strong you could be if you watched the love of your life pleading for you to stay. “please don’t leave me. you- you can’t leave me. you’re my everything. i need you!” he begged, and you turned away fully, grabbing the bags you’d packed and wiping away the freefalling tears from your cheeks.

“you might not realize it, but you haven’t needed me for awhile, dream. you’ll be fine. i promise” you mumbled, and you headed towards the door.

“but i love you.” he tried, one final time, and you turned your head, looking at him sadly.

“i know.” you muttered, and without another word, you left the broken shell of the man you loved.

as you opened the door to your car and slid in the driver’s seat, you could feel your heart shattering in your chest, but you knew in the long run, this was what was best for both of you. you backed out of the driveway, glancing once more at the place you once felt at home, before driving away.

you weren’t sure how long you were driving, but soon the stinging in your eyes became too much and you pulled over, and let sobs wrack your body, allowing the weight of your situation to dawn on you.

it was over, months of pain and suffering in silence, only for your relationship to fall in the end.

maybe a part of you always knew things would end like this, but held onto the hope that your love was stronger than that. that despite it all, he’d come back to you one day and realize the neglect he’d put you through.

instead, the two of you sat in shambles, sobbing until you physically couldn’t. sobbing until you couldn’t feel anymore. sobbing until your mind ran blank, and you could forget, even just for a moment.

because nothing could prepare you to say goodbye to the love of your life, even if you knew your relationship was over long before you made it official.

just because you know something is for the best, doesn’t mean it always feels like it is.

it would take time, but someday you would be whole once more.

today was simply not that day.

c!Dream Masterlist

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~ Reader Insert Works ( c!Dream x Reader ) ~

Twin Flames (Request) GN!Reader Dream finally finds someone who makes him feel alive.

Jailbreak (Request) - GN!Reader You missed your boyfriend. Too bad he had to go and get himself in prison. Well… Nothing you couldn’t fix.

Manhunt (Request) - Fem!Reader First impressions aren’t always correct…

Closer (Enemies To Lovers - Request) - GN! Reader Knowing your enemies, and the consequences that came after that.Under The Weather (Headcanon) - GN! Reader How they react to you being ill

~ Headcanons ~

Do You Need A Place To Stay“ - GN! Reader - Platonic

Forger/Blacksmith!Reader - GN! Reader

Snippets In Time  - GN! Reader

Incorrect Dream Smp x Reader Quotes

Rainy Day - GN! Reader - Can be read as Platonic