Fear X Anxiety Fanart Novels & Stories

I am Stefanie and soon I will become a valedictorian at my university. They said I have the guts but my problem was my weakness. Anthropophobia is a fear of rejection created by people. I got this during kindergarten where I faced my childhood classmates and my teacher with a sudden nervousness and shock. I was about to explain my family tree when three of my classmates mocked my sketch and compared it to the faces of monkeys. They laughed so hard until I can’t take what they have said and I tore my sketch with a loud cry. My teacher defends me but the pupils keep on mocking and bullied me until I reached high school.

Her eyes followed him as he took a seat beside her. "Then I'll help, I can draw out emotions as I did in training do you remember?" She nods, he placed his hand on her cheek, his eyes turning a darker red. "Aiauné." Her eyes flashed red as she felt an overwhelming emotion. "What do you fear?" Images flashed, all she saw was Adrian walking away from her, she felt pain in her chest even though, she knew it wasn't real, but she now knew what she was afraid of.

He snaps coldly at me, his face expressionless and my insides crumble, shaking my head weakly as fear overtakes my voice and I can’t formulate a single word. My Arry isn’t here, some cruel asshole with a cold look in his eye is telling me that, like it or not, I am about to be fucked and it is doing nothing but making my body recoil in terror, so many conflicting emotions and fears flitting into my brain and colliding like a tidal wave of emotion. My hands start to get clammy; body goes cold as I breathe heavily with the realization that I am on the verge of an anxiety attack. The walls are closing in and the one person I always trusted to help me through, keep me safe, is looking at me like

Besides, you can't even do such a thing. Damn it! Was there really no other way to go? Felix was distressed. If he really stayed within the safeties of Newtown, he would feel uncomfortable as he thought about the Malevolent Phantoms destroying the world outside. He would feel horrible. The two were silent for a while before Donna sighed, her face full of guilt. "I'm sorry, Felix. I can't help you this time." Felix was a little upset. "You're an S-tier Phantom, too. Why are you so scared of Malachar? I find it hard to believe."

Hendrix was threatening me. Fear, surprise, sadness, betrayal, and disbelief were the emotions whirling inside me. My frozen body trembled from the fear of his declaration. I felt every ounce of sincerity in his threat… no, his promise. Drix's decision was unwavering and every fibre of my bones knew that, resulting in fear of the outcome of disobedience. It wasn't just fear for their lives, the fear of what regret would do to him after his anger is spent wrongly. The fear of what would become of our lives.

“You’re pale.” “Storm lighting,” Zade muttered. “Don’t joke.” “I’m not joking.” Xander’s hand came up before Zade could protest, fingers brushing lightly against his jaw, grounding him. The touch lingered a fraction too long, and neither of them moved away. “You’re shaking,” Xander said quietly. “So are you.” Xander’s mouth curved faintly. “Adrenaline.” Zade held his gaze. “Fear.” That made Xander pause. He didn’t deny it.

Anna paced around the large expansive hotel room with anxiety and unrest in her heart, as her hand scratched roughly through her hair tiredly and frustratedly. Her eyes darted around the room looking around for some kind of escape from the overwhelming anxiety that was coursing through her veins. With each passing moment, her pupils dilated as it reflected fear and uncertainty that swirled within her, as more anxiety clawed at her heart, and pushed the weight of some kind of sadness into her chest. Her heart was caught up in different kinds of emotions: anger, guilt, and anxiety.

He seethed. "Nothing. Nothing is wrong. I am just scared Arman." She cried out. "Scared? Scared of what?" His frown deepened. "I'm scared of loosing Azan. What if he becomes just like you? What if he becomes heartless or worst a rapist?"

Leo was given a chair, but he sat on top of the ant colony. He tried to hold back any screams, but as more aunts climbed up to his feet and stung him, he started to yell, "Fuck! So what, it's just an ant bi - fuck!" He tried to wiggle himself free, but in the process, his entire body fell on the colony of aunts. "Aah! They are biting my face!" "As for Dane, you have an anxiety disorder." Adrian smirked and revealed, "You fear the unknown. So, what better way to suffer than with eyes covered, lying in the dark, and enjoying the company of... whatever."

I call, closing the gap between us and peeking at his face from beneath him. "I... I just thought that we should..." He tucks his words behind his teeth to fix his fearful eyes on me. Fear, and worry, are all I can make from his stern gazes as his bottomless orbs dart into mine. Huh! What the hell is happening here? He thought we should what? "I hate freaking out so please, spare me the anxiety, Damian. What is it?" I hang my palms on my waist, challenging his dominant eyes to reveal what they are so afraid of. He looks even more cuter when he is this tense, but this dark look of dread in him makes me want to quiver.