Dsmp x reader Oneshots

All: A shield for the weak.

It finally happened. The day when all the haters finally decided to come out and destroy somebodies life. That life just so happened to be the dsmp. It was on a regular day during the middle of the week, a normal day. And suddenly a tweet popped up out of nowhere with a bunch of links and a long text following it.

It was during one of the biggest lore streams the Dsmp had ever made, the fall of L'manberg. Techno was the first to notice it, so he faltered in his act until he completely broke character. "He guys... open up Twitter." By the way, his voice sounded, I could tell his eyes were glued to his phone.

"Really Techno? Now, we're in the middle of-"

I listened to the panic in Techno's voice, "Yes yes. Right now!" Everyone on the stream froze, I could tell they all pulled out their phones at once. I had my stream open, but I wasn't online yet. The post was the first thing I saw when I opened Twitter, the whole Dsmp was tagged in it.

Don't sue me, I don't know how Twitter works. This hur my heart to write all of this T-T.

_Toxicexposer_

Hey so, I've been holding this in for a while now and I tried to keep my mouth shut, but, haven't you noticed how... bad the Dsmp is? Dream's always so hyper in his streams and his mood sometimes just does a 180, it kind of scares me sometimes. Both he and Techno claim to be ADHD, but are they really? Are we sure they're not just bipolar? And what's up with Tommy? I swear it's every stream he's drinking a can of coke for his so-called 'low blood pressure.' And Eret? Just choose, are you a guy or a girl? King or a Queen? You can't be both, I support you fully if you wanna be transgender or something, but you can't just be they. Then you'd just be an it. Choose. Don't even get me started on Tubbo, I get he claims to be dyslexic but doesn't he sometimes take it too far, he's like George when he jokes about being colorblind. We get it, you're disabled, not dysfunctional, use your brains. Phil, don't claim other people's kids as your own, it's super rude to all of the parents out there, and judging about how they're raised is even worse. I honestly don't think you would make a good parent just by how I see the way you act with the others. And Ranboo? Face dysmorphia? Please, you and Dream just need to grow a pair and show your faces, what are we going to do call you ugly? Call you slut? Speaking of sluts, I'm pretty sure Y/n's constant flirting with everyone on the smp is giving us all a headache. Come on Man, just pick one and move on with your life. Oh and Quackity, sweetheart, take off the beanie, nobody cares how long you have had it. It's just annoying at this point. Wilbur, cut out the bullshit high and mighty act-

The text went on and on, and I didn't even get to read the comments as I accidentally crushed my phone in my hand. The glass shattered as the sides bent inward, and I just kept crushing it, despite the glass puncturing whole into my skin. With one glance up at the camera, I'm pretty sure my chat knew how pissed off I was. Even though my slander was most likely the worst out of all of them, I was angry, angry for how they were treating my friends. How they thought they could just speak their thoughts like that and not expect retaliation.

I exited the call and sat there in my chair after logging out of Minecraft. Just sitting there in my chair, slowly swinging back and forth, with a dead-ass blank stare on my face as I stared at the ground. I pushed forward and openly broadcasted what I was doing. Clicking on the name _Toxicexposer_, I found out exactly where he lived by a few minutes of searching deep into his profile, the whole time I was silent. I smiled slightly when I saw they lived about thirty minutes from my house, and it seemed they were secretly a streamer. Hah, not anymore, I just exposed you to the whole world bitch.

I pulled up Twitch and lucky for me, they were streaming. 

BJFoxman is streaming live!

He was at a park probably about forty minutes from here, so I grabbed my keys and my laptop before storming out of the house and into my car.

~''~

Sitting in the parking lot of this playground I pulled open my laptop and started typing for a tweet. About ten minutes later, I had the tweet ready to sen when I reached a point of Wifi again. And when I saw the person I came here for, I couldn't help but think, God was on my side today.

They had light pale skin and dark brown curly hair. They were tall too, towered over my 5'6 height with their pretty blue eyes; they were easily Wilbur's height at least. They were trying to balance on a seesaw as their friend recorded them.

Boy were they not expecting little 'ol me to come up and nail them in the nose. A sickening crack resounded through the playground, lucky for me there were no kids around. I sent them fly a good three feet and I was satisfied when they landed on their back. Their friends gasped, but they were ore shocked to see suck a large streamer in person, especially an angry one trying to bust their friend's head open.

Ha bitches, I was out for blood.

I crouched down next to the man as he looked at me with terrified eyes, blood gushed out of his nose as he tried to scramble away from me. But I stomped on his hand and gave him a sadistic wide-eyed smile.

"I should castrate you where you sit, assuming you have balls, but considering you made that post on a secret account, I going to assume you're a pussy. Really? Come on man, how old are you exactly? Do you think it's fun to bully other people. I can guarantee you my friends are ina panicked state of mind, while you're out here dancing on top of seesaws. I suggest next time, keep your nose where it belongs, or I'll break more than just that next time. Take this as a threat, because I will hunt you down if you show up in front of me again. Be it in person or online, I will make sure you're life is a living hell." I turned to his friend with the live streaming camera and scoffed when they flinched away from my small frame.

"Fucking assholes."

I stormed back to my car and slammed the door, not even bothering to buckle up, I drove to the nearest Mcdonald's so I could post. I ordered myself a milkshake and some fries with a Mchicken while I checked the letter for grammar mistakes. When I was satisfied, I posted and waited.

Y/ntheshark

Alright, fuckheads listen up because I'm only going to say this once. So what if Tubbo has dyslexia, so what if Ranboo and Dream have facial dysmorphia and don't want to do a face reveal, so what if Techno and Dream have ADHD, so what if Phil is judging others' parenting, so what if Eret wants to be called they/he, so what if George is colorblind, so what if I flirt with others, so what if Tommy has low blood pressure and drinks coke all the time, so what if Quackity loves his beanie, so what if Wilbur's high and mighty, so what if we all have our own problems and quirks.

What are you going to do about it?

Because I swear to god the next person who said some fucked up shit about my friends, my family, I will hunt you down just like I did this person. See the clips on Youtube because I'm sure they'll be on there soon. I will fucking fold your ass, take this as a threat if you will, but I am done with this slander.

Tubbo is so much kinder and stronger than you will ever be, Ranboo is the sweetest person I know next to Niki. Dream is so much fun to be around and Techno is somebody awesome to vibe with. George may be colorblind, but he sees the world in so many more colors than you do or ever will. And the fact that Quackity can cherish something like that for so long, means he's a great person. Tommy is a good person, so why does it matter if he drinks coke? Wilbur's high and mighty act isn't an act, as far as I'm concerned, he's fucking mighty as hell and deserves to be where he's at now. And as for Phil, he has the right to do whatever the fuck he pleases. And if that's judging how parents raise their children, then so be it, because he makes a far better father than mine ever was. I'm sure most of you agree, you're just upset that you never got that kind of love from your parents. Sad fucks. 

We're all quirky in our own way and will always be. So if you think there's something wrong with us? Maybe you should take a look at yourself and see what the real problem is here.

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