#Fear of loss

[aventurineswife]

The Greatest Fear

The soft hum of the universe filled the silence between you and Blade, a haunting quiet that contrasted with the storm swirling within him. His piercing eyes flickered toward you, betraying a rare vulnerability, something more than the weapon he so desperately clung to. He had never been one for words, but in moments like these, his gaze said more than any confession ever could.

You knew of his past—the pain that had warped his soul, the eternal torment he had endured, the twisted dance between destruction and immortality. You’d seen him in battle, fierce and unyielding, the embodiment of a broken weapon. But here, in this moment, there was something different. Something more fragile.

"My own death does not frighten me," Blade murmured, his voice as cold as the blade he wielded, yet laced with an underlying sorrow. He stood beside you, the weight of his cracked sword resting on the ground, as though it too had grown weary. His gloved right hand hovered by his side, the bandages wrapped around his body like the remnants of a shattered existence.

You turned to face him, heart pounding as the words hung between you, thick with the weight of their meaning. The tension in the air was palpable, but it wasn’t the kind of tension that accompanied a fight. This was different—raw, unspoken, a confession hidden within the silence. Your breath caught in your throat.

"But yours?" Blade's voice wavered, just slightly, betraying a crack in his otherwise stoic facade. "Oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear."

A chill ran down your spine, his words wrapping around you like chains. The intensity in his eyes was like fire, but there was no warmth to it. It was the heat of a man who had lost everything, who had seen his world collapse, and who now stood on the precipice of his own existence.

He took a step closer, his towering presence looming over you, his breath steady but heavy. "I have lived through countless battles, countless deaths—mine and others. But the thought of losing you... it would break me."

The vulnerability in his voice, the rare admission of fear, struck you deeper than any sword could. You reached out, hesitantly placing a hand on his arm, feeling the taut muscles beneath the bandages. Blade didn’t pull away. He never did, but this time, there was something different. Something fragile in the way he stood there, unmoving.

"I won’t leave you," you whispered, the promise hanging in the air like a vow. "I’m not afraid of death. But I’m not ready to face it without you."

Blade’s eyes softened, just for a moment. The fire in them dimmed, replaced with something like relief, though it was fleeting. He placed his hand over yours, his touch cool against your skin but oddly comforting, as if grounding him in a world that had long since ceased to make sense.

"You are my greatest strength," he said, his voice a low rasp, a near whisper as he leaned in, close enough that you could feel the heat of his breath against your skin. "And my greatest fear."

The weight of his confession hung in the air, unspoken but understood. Blade, the master swordsman, the embodiment of destruction, was not afraid of his own death. He was afraid of losing you. And that made him more human than any immortal ever should be.

You didn’t speak again. Words weren’t needed. You simply stayed there, together in the silence, as if the universe itself had paused, giving you both a moment to hold onto something you couldn’t quite grasp—something fragile, but worth protecting.

[Original idea]

[dreams-incorporated]

I don't want this to happen again

[seasofjupiterx]

I saw it coming but at the same time I didn't because I didn't believe the world could possibly be that fucking cruel.

[fucked-up-brain]

I just want peace in my life. Im sick of drama, fights, anger and hate. Ive already had enough of that in my life. But you cant escape it permanently if you dont want to live in complete isolation, right? Its just so damn draining...

[insummerigrieve]

my love is only as noble as my fear of loss

[sweetsweetperil]

Is reality more beautiful than it truly seems,

Or do my rose colored glasses make it all seem heavenly?

I fall in love with the wind, the trees, the flowers, the bees,

I fall in love with men and fall out just as easily,

For, for better or worse I see,

The beauty in everything,

Knowing very well,

There lies an ugly truth beneath

[rain-rainynights]

what if my hopes were lies i was telling myself? what if i lose what i love so deeply to a few simple words? what if the love doesn't persist? what if… what if love fails me?

[bendy-the-dancing-demon]

Why am I paranoid I just went to a traumatic situation where I was r worded but I attacked him poke his eyes kick the ribs and kick his groin to escape and call my friend to help me then call the police to arrest him for it and now I'm paranoid scared traumatized confused fearful and I really need my bestfriend so I can calm down and the support I TRIED MY BEST TO DEFEND MYSELF AND GET HELP BUT DO I FEEL UNLOVED UNSUPPORTED ALONE AND FEEL GUILTY SOMETHING NOT MY FAULT I JUST WANT MY FRIENDS IM CRIPPING

[yourundead]

slowly going threw more house studies. woke up from a nightmare and had to paint it. took me about an hour.

[wanderingmind867]

My fear of loss is going to kill me one day, I swear. Every day, I feel like I have to worry about losing something. And trust me: no matter how small the object is, that fear of loss gets to me and makes me feel miserable. I pretty much lost my old tablet (it's so old that it never retains charge, and we can't seem to fix it or transfer the data off it), I worry about losing my phone (since it's often incredibly slow and laggy), and today I worried I was almost losing my newer tablet too. And I know these are all material possessions, so I shouldn't really care that much. But I form attachments. And after years with an object, the of losing it sometimes becomes too much to bear. So i just...I hate all of this, but I can't really help it. sigh...

[moonlight-mindfulness]

Really pissed at how little resources are out there about the fear of loss and existential ocd. So many issues trace back to those two if you do a deep dive on anxiety.

[fucked-up-brain]

I have found people in my life that I never want to lose again. But so often it feels like I could lose them at any second. It tears me apart.

[starwarsgrl77]

I was always afraid to live without you. Now, I have to.

[sweetsweetperil]

Punishment that goes unnoticed

For things I have not asked upon myself,

For lies and little spiders crawling into my chest

For the eggs they lay, in the cavity of my breast,

For the hate that you gave and the love you confessed

For the pain that you stake, a knife cutting through breath,

And all the words that you said, curses to bring me death

No one can see it, but oh how I can feel it

Burning inside of me,

Tell me how I rid myself all the punishment

That was never meant for me,

Tell me how I rid myself

Of his dna that lives on within me

[bullshitpoetry]

Just because I can name the fear doesn't mean it will disappear.

[king-starscreams-fics]

Transformers - All Media Types - King-Starscream (EMS_Writer) - Aftermath [Archive of Our Own]

The story of what took place after the sparkeater was slain in Dark Nights and Green Eyes:

Optimus approached Megatron's side as they reached the barn from opposite directions. He stared down at the charred and still-smoking remains of the creature in front of the building. Then he turned his stare on its slayer.

"I thought these things were a myth."

Megatron shivered. "Any gladiator would tell you otherwise."

"You have seen more horrors than I had realised, old friend."

Language: English

Words: 3,072

Chapters: 1