LoneSt_r
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I just need to feel better....
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The story of my friend ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇'▇ ▇▇▇▇▇.
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Read the tags c:
A vent fic how original.
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The Harsh Reality of what Happens to Lab Rats by MyHeadHasFourRightAngles
Fandoms: Sanders Sides (Web Series)
09 Feb 2026
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Remus was demented. That was his role. He made people uncomfortable, he fantasized about outbursts of violence. Scary and dangerous. That was just how Remus was since Thomas had his first intrusive thought.
Logan was calm. Logical. That was his role. He kept his emotions and impulses on a tight leash and he never, ever lost his cool.
Until Roman pissed him off, that is.
The day that Logan crumpled up his vocabulary card and threw it in Roman's eye, was the day that a whole world of possibilities opened up to Remus. None of the other sides had ever gotten violent. It had never even occurred to Remus that such a thing was possible.
But now Remus was thinking. Imagining. Wondering. Could Logan go insane? His time of wondering was over... and now it was time to experiment.
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Again, but harder. by mylunchisburning
Fandoms: Unstable Universe (Web Series), Lifesteal SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
13 Feb 2026
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Driven by a desire and by his concern for the safety of someone important—Eggchan decides to leave The End, the place that has held him captive for far too long.
Somehow, Mojang decides that a portal bug is a fantastic idea at the exact moment everything is on the brink of spiraling out of control, just as The Law gains access to the final dimension.Instead of being sent back to Spawn, Egg and Wemmbu are thrown into a place called,
LifeSteal.And instead of having to deal with the situation like normal—
they somehow end up… smaller.Or
Eggchan and Wemmbu are turned into.... kids!—innocent and instinct-driven, guided only by fragments of unclear memories; while their mentors are forced to level up in something other than PvP.
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Erase Me (Until There is Nothing Left to Return to) by TheParfait
Fandoms: Sanders Sides (Web Series)
23 Sep 2025
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Logan Sanders is no stranger to loneliness.
In fact, they're close acquaintances. It eats away at his insides, threatening to break him apart from the core of his being. It's illogical, of course he is never ACTUALLY alone- but despite that, the gnawing ache in his chest is present even when he is in a room full of people, his "family," and worsens every time he opens his mouth to speak and provide his own input just to be shot down.
It makes him angry, how much the hurt gets to him.
So angry and hurt he wished he couldn't feel anything at all.
What happens when he reaches his breaking point? What will happen when that loneliness consumes him whole, only to be replaced by rage? What happens when that rage is replaced by apathy?
(In which the author explores the Sides treatment of Logan, the Dark Sides try to intervene, and everything goes to hell. Warnings for panic attacks, self-destructive behavior, and Logan turning Orange. Title inspired by "Erase Me" by Ben Folds Five)
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Logan thinks all the sides don't listen to him, that they ignore everything he says that doesn't benefit them.
Logan thinks so too.
(A series of One Shots where Logan and Orange are a system/share a body. They aren't aware they're both there for a while.)
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Beneath his skin, something was boiling. Fingernails clung tightly to his outer shell— forearms, nape, scalp. The sensations bubbled and coiled, moving through his veins like viscous lava. They crackled, they popped, they simmered, and when he released a shaky breath, he swore he smelled smoke. When his eyelids grated, he felt granules of ash burn his eyes and cheeks. He rubbed his face furiously, wiping the sulfuric powder on his itching forearms.
It would’ve been easier to lie to himself and claim that his predicament was caused by an awfully-timed sink out. After all, dematerializing beheld a similar sense of static. But after rematerializing in his room, the sensations continued to pinprick, and he couldn’t bother with his usual routine of denial.
A volcano was brewing, and Logan did not know how far down the magma was. It was just spilling, and spilling, and spilling—
Or, Logan is a volcano, there is a significant increase in pressure, and he is about to explode.