Ventfic Stories

Sombra has a dream turned nightmare. Widowmaker provides safety and comfort. *originally posted on ao3!

・- . "𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒, 𝑆𝑜 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑒. ⁺ ✦ ╰ ・ This story is NOT for the faint of heart. I wrote this story to express my emotions so if it ends up shitty oh well. CW: Manipulation, Suicide, Abuse, Suggestive Themes, Toxic Relationships, NBLM (non binary love men) This story is pure angst, and nothing but angst. This story takes place in College Arsyn is GN (Gender Neutral), 20 Velvet is Male 19, Silas is Female, 19 Arsyn, the mc has faced little to no child hood because of being forced to be perfect and step on everyone else to be the best by their step father after both of their biological parents deaths. They have gained a manipulative personality from this. Velvet, another character, has been touch starved almost his whole life because of being neglected by both of his parents and is used to not being cared for. He has been bullied for almost his whole life because of his name and appearance. Silas, someone who appears to be Arsyn's best friend that lets Arsyn walk all over her has had somewhat of a good childhood besides the disappearance of her father.

Kazuichi loses his keys and then gets overwhelmed.

☆ VIRULENCE . ★ the severity or harmfulness of a disease or poison. ― donnie waits till mikey is fully out of earshot, and finally lets go of the tears he'd been holding in. shaking, he uses his blanket to wipe off his face, wet with tears. if all of his brothers can recover from the kraang , why can't he ? # BASED AROUND A YEAR AFTER THE MOVIE !! nobody notices donnie as he struggles with the trauma from connecting with the kraang until he starts to partake in negative coping mechanisms . chaos ensues . TWS IN PROLOGUE !!! vent fic kinda ? i'm silly

I honestly dont know what this is going to be but ig its going to be a oneshot book of all my vents and stuff idk all i know is thta this will be sad ans tht i have big tits

youngjae misses how it was before. - basically just a 2jae vent fic it's kinda one shots but also kinda not?? they're connected it's just me ranting angst angst angst

!! includes triggering topics !!

San knew he was having a hard time lately, but he didn't realize how much he'd been bottling up until he found himself sobbing into Seonghwa's shoulder. By the way, this happens during COVID while everyone is still wearing masks. TW: crying, emotional breakdown, mentions of panic attack, low self esteem

This is mainly a book for me to vent about my frustrations with my Tourette's Syndrome through characters, mainly Virgil and Janus. I have no clear plot for this, because as I said, it's a venting book. Summary- Janus and Virgil both have Tourette's Syndrome, Virgil also has anxiety, Remus is impulsive and high energy, Roman is egotistical, Patton is empathetic to a fault, and Logan is not good at coping with emotions. This'll be fun. Triggers will be put at the top of each story! -Written so far- First step: Breakfast? Overwhelmed

It was a very dark place Obito was going. Where his love was supposed to be, it wasn't. Instead, it was just an empty space that did nothing but antagonize him. He knew hopelessness when he saw it, felt it, created it...and hopeless he was. But by some sort of divine intervention, he was back, but he wasn't better. Nor were his other friends. They were all in turmoil, but he had his objectives. The past was an unruly place, and it was where the darkest secrets always stayed. [Rated MA for DARK themes, SUICIDAL thoughts, LANGUAGE, DEPRESSED OOC characters, and VIOLENCE. This is a venting story, where I put all my depression, anger, hurt, sadness etc. at. Enter at your own risk...]

song-fic with maybe a bit of a twist? vent-fic. read if you want its just me venting but instead of using my name and friends names im presented as Ranboo and the other people are other dsmp members. then again i dont know if this would be a song fic? the chapter titles are gonna be all of the lyrics from the song so if some repeat thats why. the lovely song- Water by Ezra Williams

a vent fic, may or may not be in character tw/ domestic abuse aftermath, divorce, alcohol

Vent thingy. I just really need to get this out because it's been making my heard swivel up in ways that just never go away. New wounds making me miss things I've never thought much about (I post solely on Ao3 nowadays, it's just that that website is fanfic-specific. Wattpad is more miscellaneous. And also it's one of the only things I can come back to and pretend that nothing's changed. :,] )

Christmas is supposed to be a time for celebration and joy, yet Patton has experienced none of that. Ever. Author's note: This is a vent fic. Most of the experiences Patton has had with his parents in this are my own. I may have exaggerated their fighting and the expectations (they could never make me be someone I'm not), but otherwise, it's all me. I'm so sorry, Patton. Please tell me if I need to tag anything else! Many different things can be triggering for people, and I may also have missed something. Stay safe my lovelies!! And know that I love you all!! And Merry Christmas!! And happy whatever-you-celebrate since I know Christmas isn't celebrated by many!!

The story of a lonely boy and the king who changed his life.

He cursed himself for a lot of things, in the next five minutes. For moving his desk so it wasn't up against the wall, for playing a horror game so late at night, for staying up when he can't get anybody to protect him, for turning the lights off at all. Or, I had a really bad paranoia bout last night, and wrote this as a result just now. -=- 07-24-23 - 1,443wc

An old friend of Stephan's invites him at the café he usually goes to when the community is still alive, not to mention 3 in the morning. Nostalgic pain is what he feels the moment when he arrives the café, seeing Alex sitting by the table they usually sat to. The café gives Stephan nostalgic memories, he used to hang around there when the community was still alive. Well, used to. Rarely people hang around the café, most of the time it's just him, or either him and his friend. Though Stephan question himself, why did he invite him here? not to mention 3 in the morning? He might as well just sit with him, and hear the reason why. _________ (This is just a fic I made to let my feelings out, and I'm not an experienced writer, so expect some cringe and grammar mistakes. All the characters are my accs I made on Roblox.) (Also if you see the book updating, it's just me correcting some grammar mistakes or redoing some words in the story.)

Why why why why why why why (vent fic)

when emily is trapped at sea amongst her worst thoughts and feelings, she finds security and reassurance with her blonde best friend, jennifer jareau. her harbor. basically a vent fic y'all 1,736 words