Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #4
He curled up with his belly against the ground; his paws covered his face as he wished all of the anxiety would go away. he was nervous to a point where he couldn't move.
The Dragon Dance (letter)
The anxiety slowly turned into astonishment and then into an ocean of thoughts. i literally spent the next day there, doing nothing but writing down in my notebook.
Meteor-Gazing Squirrel
Cherry stood at the edge of the branch looking up into the darkening sky, he could feel the anxiety for what was going to happen tonight rising up in him, but it was a good sort of anxiety, he couldn't wait, and he just knew that by the time it ended, it
Under the Gun
Part of his ... anxiety. he had anxiety problems. always. "darling," he said again, more urgently. "mm?" "darling, please," he begged, voice cracking. the tears blinking ... back. blinking them back.
Hypnovember '23, Day 1 - Eyes
All those anxieties brushed away. a prod on his shoulder jerked him out of it. "cas, are you listening to me? you pay by the minute, you know." "what?" cas shook himself alert.
Carltober Friends Best Friends
B is for band, the one thing every teen wants to try but we never got the time and i owe to dysfunction e is for energy, the anxiety in my mind calmed by marijuana clouds, oh now i can get by.
A Mind of Confusion - short poem
My personalities of happiness, anger, sadness, and anxiety are waging a war deep inside of me. one will win and defends its rule before being overtaken by another.
Vent a Plea
anxiety has stolen my very breath. disgust has settled its nest in the pits of my stomach. time has granted me a mercy of finally freezing everything. for now i can breath. i can finally scream. i've finally released that sob.
Do No Harm
A lot of fugue's anxiety around people had made more sense in the context of knowing this.
Age of Heroes Ch02 Present Matters
The anxiety and stress of waiting for the result was suffocating for him. he tried to get his mind to think of anything else, but it just wouldn't let go. it was nerve wracking.
Shooting Down Stars
I try to hold back the anxieties of tight-rope dancing over a thin edge of words. i stumble and pray that the net of good intentions below will catch me as i plummet through an atmosphere of mental discourse and flash photography.
The Border of Madness
anxiety at this point would grip her, thus causing her body (without much consultation from the mind) to turn around and start walking briskly towards the direction she had come.