And we fear things we can't understand. there is just one fear that has been living for thousands of years, a fear that just cannot be crushed, a fear we could never understand, is the fear of death. there is no possible way of stopping it.
Death, Fear, Re, Wise words, dying, speech
fear of danger, fear of injury or death, fear of the unknown, perhaps even fear of fear. they take their fear, grasp the reins, and take control. even still, these are nonetheless predictable and controllable fears. skydivers wear parachutes.
No-Yiff, Transformation
Just before asking fear was what he meant shadow shouted: "hey, let me go you bastard!"
the two looked at shadow, who seems like his old self was. "fear, you fucking liar!
Evil, Fantasy, Kissing, Magic, Sergal, Story Series, Violence, Wolf
"the polar opposite of fear: bravery."
he allowed this revelation to sink in before continuing. this time, he pointed at the mythics that were still shooting arrows and magic at the fear feeder.
Action, Adventure, Amnesia, Betrayal, Darkside, Fantasy, Monster, Romance, Sphinx, Suspense, Teen, Urban, Urban Fantasy, hunter, mythic, mythical, slayer
I found myself scared that he had left. frightened that he would not come back or that someone else would take his place. i began to fear that the humans would harm him if he left or went out too far.
Anthro, Dragon, Fear, Human, gentle
"afraid...scared...always scared..." it flinched again and dropped onto its belly, cowering in terror.
"you...you're not a feral are you - you're a...a...oh my god...please, let me help you, it's okay to be scared, but i'd never hurt you, i swear!
Anthro, Anthropomorphic, Character Development, Clean, Deer, Fantasy, Fiction, Herm, Hermaphrodite, No-Yiff, Plot Development, Story, Story Series, Whitetail, Wolf, plot
fear.
he studies that one word
he tries to... rationalize it
"fear," he calls out.
"a mountain," she says.
"scared," he adds.
"the dark," she counters.
"love."
he looks at his list of emotions.
she looks at him.
Character Development, Clean, Emotion, M/F, Poem, Relationships, Story Progression, prose
Hopper squealed, his voice becoming more feral, as his fear grew.
"hopper...no...no my sweet, frightened young buck...i don't hate you.
Anal, Buck, Dark, Human, M/solo, Memories, NC, Nightmares, Rape, Veterinarian, Wallaby, Whiptail, repressed memories