#worst fears
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squig-te · 5 months ago
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Jason Todd’s worst fear is not a crowbar it’s not drugs or even the joker
His worst fear is votes
Every time he has died it has been from voting
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(Dc comics and Super Power Beat Down)
So if Gotham has a voting system Jason is going through it during elections
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rinkunokoisuru · 9 months ago
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A sinister crimson peered back at verdant green.  One blink. Two. Every last movement—from the hitching of breath to the smallest involuntary shudder—reflected with perfect clarity.
I had to take advantage of my one chance to be openly mentally ill about Lloyd and the relationship with his father post Oni Trilogy. I might have gotten guessed super hard, but oh well
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windforkthewriter · 1 month ago
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Self destruct button tag game (I know how it sounds...)
here is how it works: you have a little red button with you at all times that, if pushed, will immediately kill you. Bang! Gone! No more! Just completely non existent. You can only use this button once, and in times of immense stress or fear.
The person who reblogs this gives a scenario or situation, says whether they'd use their button and then tags someone else. Use your imagination and really try to feel everything in the situation.
If you want to add on then just come up with a scenario of your own Don't forget have fun! Here's two examples:
(1) You're running along the rooftop of an abandoned building. Yorue being chased by zombies. Fast zombies. You skid along the concrete. You've been running for hours. There's another rooftop just beyond a jump,an you think you can make it. Except- it's too far, and They're too fast. You spin around and face the zombies. they're about to get you!-
I am so using my button. Just bam! Gone! Think of it as an instant escape.
(2) In the middle of the night you get transported millions of years into the past and dropped into the dark and stormy crashing. Prehistoric ocean. Think Mordor. Also... Something big is just underneath you (you feel it brush against your feet as you try to stay afloat) .
Aaaaand instantly I use the button because that is quite literally one of my worst nightmares. Mixing both my fears of deep dark bodies of water, and some thing large (like a shipwreck or a fish or something) right below me.
you don't have to give long situations like I did (I had far too much fun with them) and just give the facts. You don't have to do it if you don't want to! :)
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the-ephemeral-ethereal · 7 months ago
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For our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.
from In Search of Lost Time, Book 7: Finding Time Again by Marcel Proust
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jujutsuaiko-ka · 8 months ago
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For the ask game! 🕷?
Worst fear... heights, maybe? Disappointing people I like?
𝕀'𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝔸𝕊 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣-𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟, 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡-𝕝𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪.
Being an over-thinker is inevitable... might as well think of ways to avoid the bad shots that might come.
ℕ𝕠𝕨, 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕖… 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕀'𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟… 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀'𝕞 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝. 𝔸𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕀-
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(art by @windlullaby-arts)
���𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒…
I know, you can't help but to fear that. But I will do all I can to prevent this, to save you. I promised, didn't I?
…𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕕. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦.
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wrongydkjquotes · 2 years ago
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aimlesspoet · 9 months ago
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a bottom-tier autistic experience is being told throughout your entire childhood that you are just an overthinker when it comes to social situations and later finding out that your friends did, in fact, hate being around you and tried to communicate that through weird little hints
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sarahthecoat · 1 year ago
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absolutely spot on, thanks, lots of detail and nuance i'd never picked up on. good discussion in the notes too.
I was rewatching s1e3 and something finally clicked for me..
Please forgive me if this seems obvious to you. It helps me to type out my thoughts, but I'm sure I'm just an idiot and no one else needs this explained to them, lol. That said - I was always slightly confused by the emotional weight of the holy water arc during the flashback sequence. Particularly I was confused by how angry Crowley got when Aziraphale referred to their relationship as fraternizing in the 1862 fight. I mean, "to associate or form a friendship with someone, especially when one is not supposed to" is exactly what they are doing, right? So why the 80 year breakup?
Crowley says he wants the holy water for if "it" all goes pear shaped. The phrasing is necessarily vague, and could mean lots of things. Since I know what he eventually uses it for, I was thinking about it in the context of Armageddon, or maybe more generally and vaguely about Crowley not always choosing to go along with Hell, and associating with Aziraphale. But there was not much reason for Crowley to already be thinking about Armageddon back then.
As we know from the full diary entry Neil posted, the timeline of the Edinburgh entry, and the cut bookshop opening scene, it seems like Crowley and Aziraphale were spending A LOT of time together by the 1800's. When Crowley is pulled back down to Hell in 1827, he learns that Hell is paying more attention to him than he'd previously thought. Crowley realizes at this point that spending so much time with Aziraphale is actively putting him in real danger. He recognizes that, and instead of breaking things off, or seeing Aziraphale less, he doubles down. If this relationship is dangerous, then he wants the tools to fight for it.
That's what I think I didn't get about the holy water request. It's not just general insurance, it's specifically insurance for if Hell finds out about him and Aziraphale. It's also a super vulnerable request because in making it, Crowley is openly acknowledging how important their relationship is to him. Aziraphale casually brings up the arrangement at the beginning of the conversation, and that's part of it, right? Because the whole basis of their relationship is the arrangement. It continues to be the pretense under which they meet, despite the relationship clearly having developed beyond that. And the arrangement, as Crowley proposed it in 537, is born out of convenience, and the assumption that Heaven and Hell would never notice anyway.
Crowley's request for insurance breaks that facade. He's acknowledging that it's not convenient, or safe, but he wants to do it anyway, despite the risk.
Aziraphale, on the other hand, is not ready for the screen to be taken away so abruptly. To make it worse, he assumes Crowley wants the holy water as an escape, rather than a weapon. Suddenly he is confronted with both the danger their association poses, and the idea that Crowley might choose to take his own life. He can't imagine the guilt of being directly responsible for the latter.
I also think the strength of his own emotional response to the thought of losing Crowley catches Aziraphale off guard. He hasn't admitted to himself how much he actually cares, and it scares him. Worrying about Heaven is more comfortable and familiar, so he falls back on that and switches to "If they knew I'd been... fraternizing!"
But bringing up the threat of Heaven reads to Crowley as Aziraphale saying "You may be willing to put yourself at risk for the sake of our relationship, but I am not." The word choice of "fraternizing" comes off as a dismissive and demeaning way to describe a relationship that Crowley just admitted he would risk his life for.
It's an unintentionally deep cut when Crowley is already at his most vulnerable, and so he lashes out. As far as we've seen, this is possibly the first time Crowley has truly lashed out at Aziraphale. So yeah, 80 year breakup makes sense!
And what makes this so much worse is what happens next. Crowley reaches out again in 1941 with a dramatic gesture (rescuing Aziraphale from the Nazis, saving his books). It's clear they've missed each other. They don't discuss the fight, but it's there subtextually. Aziraphale, tentatively and thrillingly, refers to them as friends, for the first time ever. He tells Crowley that he trusts him.
And then, that very same night their worst fears are confirmed. Just when they've finally reconciled a fight over the dangers of their relationship, and just when Aziraphale has finally admitted that it is not a relationship of convenience, but genuine friendship, they are exposed. Crowley is going to face punishment from Hell, explicitly for being Aziraphale's "trusted confident", and he doesn't have insurance. If Aziraphale's trick hadn't succeeded, Crowley would have had no way to protect himself.
idk it just makes me feel things ok
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telljoemore · 23 days ago
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One of the Reasons People Denied Helping Was Because of a Personal Feeling Called “Homophobia”
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One night in the heart of the city, a middle age white woman named Carol started tripping on the way home. She knew her life had taken a dark turn when her fear of homelessness grew into an all-consuming nightmare. Every night, shadows seemed to stretch longer, and the corners of the streets whispered her deepest fears.
When Carol walked home, the alleyways seemed to close in, the rustling of discarded newspapers sounding like sinister whispers.
Her pulse would quicken, and a cold sweat would break out as she imagined unseen eyes watching her from the darkness. The once familiar streets now felt like a labyrinth of horror, each turn potentially leading to an encounter with her worst fears.
The physical symptoms were only part of the terror. Her dreams were plagued by images of faceless figures reaching out to her, their eyes hollow and haunting.
The boundaries between reality and nightmare were blurred, leaving her on the edge of panic even in broad daylight. The societal stigmas and media portrayals had woven a web of fear that she couldn't escape.
Up to this point, Carol couldn’t understand the reasoning for helping people whom she sees as useless, but when she started volunteering at a local shelter, she discovered surprisingly an act of bravery, confronting the very horrors her mind had conjured.
As she faced her fears head-on, the ghastly images faded, replaced by the real, human faces of those in need.
 Carol's journey through the shadows taught her the true horror lay not in the people she feared, but in the ignorance and prejudice that had fueled her terror.
Her transformation from a frightened soul to a compassionate advocate became a beacon of hope, shedding light on the path to understanding and empathy.
                                                                                           By Street Sentinel
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not-too-right-7 · 6 months ago
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What are you Afraid of?
you might say "I am not afraid of anything". we all know it is a lie.
The answer for this is different for everyone. Even for the same person, it differ time to time. If you ask a child, what are his biggest fears? he might say "I'm afraid of my teacher" "I'm afraid of Ghosts". Of course not everyone will acknowledge their fears and reveal them. but if you ask the same child, the same question when he grew old, he might have overcome those fears and no longer afraid of them and he might have got new fears like 'losing his loved one or close ppl' or 'failing exam' or 'losing his respect'.
Think about it like this-
Some basic Questions that one should ask themselves. Questions to understand yourself better, you should be prepared to answer them.
Every normal person will have a alternative plan called Plan B if Plan A fails, like if your car gave trouble, you use cab. the question is are you prepared to follow plan B, It is like multiple IF cases in a code. eg:
If(car==1): Travels else If(Cab==1): Travels else If(call someone==1): Travels else If(ask Lift==1) Travels else: Dies
the possibilities are Endless, Here I am Afraid, what if all the IF cases becomes false one day, Am I truly ready to face that day?
here IF cases means the bad things that might happen to us and all the Plan B's (else IF cases), Am I ready to face those situations and follow Plan B.
ex: If I met with an accident and can't do anything Or I'm hospitalized and lost my legs Or I'm diagnosed with a disease and I don't have much time to live Or I lost someone I love.
How will I live After that? It is just as important as to avoid those things in life, that we also need to be prepare our mind not to be afraid of our worst Fears.
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internaleggplant · 6 months ago
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Made an OC that is just my worst fear made human by accident, lmao. Nothing graphic under cut, just a bunch of OC/nerd shit.
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hinamie · 6 months ago
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I don't want to regret the way I lived
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hiding-all-the-bodies · 10 months ago
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"What is your worst fear?" -Roommate 1 "Rejection" -Me "Dying Alone"- Roommate 2 "Wrong. It's spiders." -Roommate 1
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howifeltabouthim · 10 months ago
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Still, it was shocking that exactly what Liz had feared might happen had happened. Hadn't she been devoting enough anxious attention to this eventuality to preclude it?
Curtis Sittenfeld, from Eligible
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mercifulsouls · 11 months ago
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i skipped class today. i slept instead.
i dreamed that it was halloween, and i was at a halloween party in my high school. i had to borrow a costume-- a witch costume, like my costume from the second grade, although this one was simply a hat, a broom, and a simple black dress that was far too short and far too tight, with a bigger chest to match. did you know that you can feel dysphoric in dreams?
there was a small bird that was dying, but before i could get someone to help us help the bird, my parents came to pick me up. i turned around, looking back at my friends, but they were all leaving. none of them could drive me back to my dorm. i had no choice but to get in my parents car.
i could feel my parents eyes on me in that dress. my father's stare.
when i opened the car door, the inside was filled with snow. i brushed the snow off my seat, not letting the cold bother me, and started sobbing. i had no friends left, i was forced to live with my parents, and there was nothing left in my future for me. that's when i woke up.
i don't think i'll be skipping class again.
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kaahmbem · 4 months ago
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legend has it that the young witch circe and the once beautiful nymph scylla shared a complicated past...
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