This troper has agnosiophobia, or the fear of not knowing. (If you're a psychologist or have any inclination to memorizing phobias, you'll notice that's not a real phobia. It's derived from gnosiophobia, the fear of knowing). This troper is thirteen years old and just had a week of testing. It all went well, except for my Latin test. The thing is, she had forgotten to revise for the last page (Roman beliefs on life after death). Most people would be worried, but she got so scared of not knowing (to the point she studied for the page after the test) what the answer was, she burst into tears. This is a person who's usually pretty confident with tests. It also is the stem for her fear of the dark, which means she has a ritual to follow every night before going to bed and even then is still terrified.

I'll be the first to admit that my fear of bugs is more than a bit irrational. It's also a a pretty major problem since bugs tend get into your house despite all efforts to keep them out down here, especially in the extreme weather. So if I see one I usually just get someone else to kill/dispose of it. It was pretty bad, but it only got worse after I woke up one morning to find one crawling on my face. I didn't take it well.

*takes deep breath* Needles snakes spiders heights well okay not really heights unless I'm really really high up and stuff losing as in losing at video games like when I'm about to lose a match in a fighting game I just freak out and mash buttons like crazy anything to get back at the opponent and win the match anything that can be considered Nightmare Fuel like Eldritch Abominations and stuff loud noises like when the room is really quiet and someone comes outta nowhere and puts like some music on or something and I sure like to say and stuff and or something a lot don't I falling like from a really high place see heights horror movies which are probably meant to scare you 'cuz that's like the whole point of them and stuff lava magma volcanoes but only if they're in video games and stuff like if they're like lethal to my character the pre-Jin boss in Tekken 6 what was her name again oh yeah NANCY-MI847J that thing falls right into Uncanny Valley plus it's like That One Mini-Boss except it's not a mini-boss it's just a random boss that doesn't count towards or against you like whether you win or lose you still go on to face Jin oh and speaking of Tekken Azazel from 6 Jinpachi from 5 Ogre from 3 Unknown from Tag Tournament she is the epitome of Uncanny Valley Girl Babos and Osoe from Pokemon Quartz no I haven't played it I just read through a screenshot Let's Play of it on a site called The Let's Play Archive also Nrvnqsr Chaos from Tsukihime and again read through screenshot LP on LP Archive blah blah blah you know the drill Wallachia or Warachia or however the *honk* you spell it from Melty Blood yeah he is really really really creepy Nightmare from the Soul series any kind of ghost Pokemon or real and I can't think of anything else that scares me really wow this entry is getting really long isn't it I think I'll go watch the rest of the SMA bloopers now.

...Do you know what a full stop is?

Not if the troper doesn't know British English.

...*{{headdesk}}*

This Troper has a petrifying and nigh irra-- well, perfectly rational fear of lava, magma, volcanoes, and in general, all things molten, red, white, or in any other way visibly hot. The irrational bit is I've never actually been around any of the above. But it is to the point where indications of lava on TV or in video games, no matter how ridiculous and irrational these portrayals often are. It is to the point where intentionally terrifying situations will not scare me, but the level in the volcano or the scene with the blacksmith will. This is rather compounded by the fact that I like playing with fire....

I have an incredibly irrational fear of clowns, but they seem to always flock to me anyway. For instance, as a child I was chosen as a volunteer by a clown, I was forced into going to a circus where the clowns were performing right in front of me and this Halloween,while in the college library, a girl dressed as a clown sat next to me. Joy.

Trust me, being afraid of clowns isn't irrational.

This troper is deathly afraid of any kind of insect that's larger than my fingernail, but it's mainly spiders. I went on a trip to the zoo with a friend one time, and he accidentally made me turn around look one of those huge African tarantulas in the face. I seriously think that I nearly went into cardiac arrest...

This troper's sister's friend is afraid of dogs and cats. She loves rabbits, though. I suppose it would be cruel to show her MontyPythonAndTheHolyGrail...

This troper has always found dogs to be intimidating, well except the tiny ones that I just want to drop kick.

This troper suffered from a dog phobia for fifteen years that was so bad that I jumped around from three psychologists, most of whom said it was incurable. I couldn't look at a picture of them or hear keys jingling (I would think it was a dog chain) without getting a panic attack (General Anxiety Disorder didn't help much either...XP). It took three years of therapy to be able to sit in a room with an asleep dog on a leash, and now even though I'm "cured" I still see dogs when out of shadows in dark rooms, can't sit through Batman Begins (or anything else about fear) without having a panic attack and I have to remind myself I'm not afraid if I see a dog. (Makes a great college app essay though...)

This troper doesn't like darkness -- he's gotten better, but when he's alone/slash everyone's sleeping, he dares not look out a dark window for fear of SOMETHING looking back...

This troper is the same way. Once, she ''pinned a bedsheet over the window'' after thinking that she'd seen the silhouette of someone looking in at her.

STOP BEING ME!

This troper also has the same fear but must compulsively look out the window (and in mirrors) to make sure nothing is looking back before being able to sleep.

Same here. This troper is freaked out by absolute silence as well as the dark.

This troper has hypersensitive hearing, as well as the above, and is allergic to most sleep meds. Needless to say I have insomnia big time.

This troper too. Darkness just freaks him out. I always feared the dark, and because I was afraid that something would attack me in my sleep, like I would be fed upon by a vampire and never be able to go outside again, as well as being immortal. I always slept with a big blanket over me, even in the summer. The one time I took the blanket off? Queue supernatural encounter that sounded like a frightening redo of the LostTapes episode Death Raptor where they got everything right, and more horrifying. Outside my window sat the f* cking OWLMAN. Red eyes, ears, and talons. He made me too afraid to ever sleep without the blanket again. I was unsure if it was a dream, since I could remember waking up and seeing him. Also worth mentioning are the dreams about Keith, a StalkerWithACrush taken to absolutely terrifying levels, and a dream about cat creatures out for blood. And, in the most recent years, while trying to walk home from Hayward to my home in Union City, I got delusional from having not enough water. I ended up having a nasty "encounter" with the evil tentacle lolita aka Riful. It was very dark out, in fact, it was the darkest day in the year.

This troper is the same way, she is absolutly terrified of the dark, mostly it's the idea that something could be watching her and she's never be able to see it.

I've always been the same way, but I can manage with it being dark in someplace little and familiar, like my apartment. When I have to house-sit for my folks at their farmhouse way out in the country, which I know to be haunted, I'll stay up until dawn just to avoid having to sleep all alone in the dark there. And I don't make eye contact with the windows after sundown. Not that sitting up listening to the dining room chairs move by themselves downstairs and thinking about how I don't know that there's ''not'' someone/something hiding in or trying to get inside by one of the rooms I can't see, but...

Now I'm too freaked out to sleep!

I, too used to be afraid of dark. Nowadays, i get uneasy when it's silent. If i can hear any noise, such as engine noises, soft footsteps or a distinct sound of mechanical tinkering, i'm fine. But only to hear my own footsteps, that throws me to self-defence mode. Oddly enough, if it's bright, i can even listen to static and find it comforting. And that's what those who have seen The Ring find to be Nightmare Fuel.

I developed arachnophobia when I was very young. While I was about to touch a spiderweb, a wasp came up and stung me on the arm. You could say that it's a two-fer phobia realization for both spiders and, to a greater extent, wasps. Another thing, I don't normally have a FearOfThunder, but when it's time for bed, that's another story. But my greatest fear out of the several that I've got, is EARWIGS. I. HATE. EARWIGS.

Knives, dear lord, knives. I never used to have this fear until my OCD came out of its dormant state a couple years ago and latched onto it big time. If I see one in the dish drain I HAVE to put it away in a drawer. I'm fine about cooking, but after the food preparation is over I can't stand the sight of a knife, the bigger the scarier. Also, when I was a little kid I was absolutely terrified of men with beards (including Santa—or rather, especially Santa) since they looked like they could eat me. Another weird hair-related phobia I had was that in second grade, I had convinced myself that rat tails, those weird little braided pieces of hair, were a disease. I saw a couple boys who had them, and I would run away from them every time I saw them so that I didn't "catch the rat tail."

This troper does not like bees and wasps. At all. Especially the bigger ones. Big flying bugs in general are not high on this troper's fave list either, though most of them don't elicit the desire to get out of the room or at least keep a goddamn eye on them that the bees and wasps do. Especially the wasps, as they're considerably meaner than bees when they're pissed. Also being ''really high up'' somewhere, especially if there is ''any chance'' that he might fall, makes this troper a bit queasy, though he has little problem with flying. This troper blames a trip up to the top of the Washington Monument during a class trip to DC as a kid for getting that one started. And he has an aunt who's not too fond of spiders. This troper has twin cousins, and when we watched the Shelob sequence of Return of the King, the point where the big frigging spider was following Frodo ''silently from above'' was named as the point where the aunt in question would start really freaking out.

This troper was in a bee swarm of at twelve, and developed a fear of them even though she hadn't been stung. This year on a holiday in Europe she wanted to climb to the top of a hill but there were flowers everywhere and heaps of bees. Not wanting to let her fear stop her she put on a long-sleeved jacket and continued. Then, just as she was about to go down, she realised the bees were about ''three times'' the size of the ones back home... Barely contained the FreakOut.

This troper feels the fear of wasps and bees is entirely rational, having been stung by both on multiple occasions, but is freaked out far more than any sane person should be by dragonflies and particularly large moths. The moth one can be traced to an incident in which said troper was attacked by a large black moth while in the shower (and therefore at a serious disadvantage) leading to her running out of the bathroom (thankfully managing to grab a towel on the way out) squealing and dripping shampoo suds everywhere and insisting that someone go kill whatever it was. The designated bug killer coming back and saying "that thing was the size of f*** ing bat" didn't help her fears much, even while it did explain the sheer ''mass'' of the thing she'd felt hit her face.

Sympathy. This troper also dislikes large moths a great deal, though she's less Mottephobic (ha!) now than she used to be. She figured it was probably a good idea to get over her fears since she has such an aversion to killing things which are smaller than her and relatively defenceless, really. Creepy as hell, but defenceless... ''It's more afraid of you than you are of it, it's more afraid of you than you are of it it's more afraid of you...''

Jamaica is the home of ridiculously large bugs. That moth thing, in my opinion, is totally rational, in my book. They even ''call'' moths "bats" in Jamaica.

I am also terrified of bees, wasps and any stinging bug. Also, yellow jackets. If you don't know why I didn't put yellow jackets in with the stinging insects, it's because while bees thankfully die after one sting, yellow jackets BITE YOU. Somehow the fact that I haven't ever been attacked by any them just makes them scarier, since I don't know just how painful they are. I'm so terrified of them that I've already imagined the ideal punishment for anyone who intentionally causes someone else to get stung just for fun. Knife stabs to the exact same places where the victim was stung.

Same here. And also Scorpions and red ants. The often feature as Monster Of The Week in most of my nightmares.

Bees and stinging insects seem pretty common on the list. Much like needles, this troper also used to be pretty casual about them until one event; getting a bumble-bee stuck in his sweater, where it rapidly and repeatedly stung around the small of his back.

I've never been stung, but that doesn't stop the thought of flying stinging insects from turning into {{Squick}}. Any sort of buzzing sound will make me flinch, as long as it's a distinctively an insect buzz.

It's good to know I'm not alone in my fears. It's called apiphobia, by the way.

This troper doesn't mind bees but finds wasps uniquely terrifying. The Griffon rollercoaster at Busch Gardens carries you 205ft above the ground before dropping you like a stone at up to 71mph; as this troper's car paused just before the drop, she noticed a nearby wasp and started mentally urging the ride to get moving again, because being close to a wasp was a lot more frightening than the precipice ahead.

I have a severe enough phobia of wasps that I just freeze and can't focus on anything else if one comes within about a yard of me, and I start to shake and cry when it goes away. When I was young, I went an entire weekend at Girl Scout camp without eating anything because the picnic shelter where they fed us was too full of yellow jackets and I wouldn't go anywhere near it. I've sprained an ankle trying to run from a hornet that I ticked off while climbing around on some rocks at a lakeshore. At another park I nearly fell into a thirty-foot-deep river gorge because I tripped over some tree roots on the rim trail, thought I landed on an underground wasp nest when I saw a wasp and heard a heavy cargo jet coming in to land at the Air Force Base near by just after I fell, and proceeded to panic and fall all over myself trying to get back up and get away from the OMG BEEZ. When my sister ran over a nest of yellow jackets and they came inside on her clothes she wasn't too happy, but I was the one curled up in the bathtub sobbing in terror because there were ''bees in the house'' now. The weird thing is that there's no ''reason'' for me to be that scared of them. The one and only time I've ever been stung was because I went into Complete Meltdown Mode when one landed on me at a picnic. It's apparently just something I was born with, unreasoning Defcon 1-level terror of wasps. And real bees don't bother me at all. I actually feel rather bad for the poor disappearing honeybees, and for the carpenter bees in the mailbox post who I soaked with RAID before I read on TheOtherWiki that they're harmless.

This troper used to have an irrational fear of bees and wasps partially fuelled by the fact that her mother was allergic to them and she had no idea if she was. Then one day she accidentally stepped near a wasp nest and got stung, and found out she wasn't allergic and it wasn't as unknowably horrible as she feared. She now can sit under a flowering tree full of the biggest bees she's ever seen and remark on how cute and fuzzy they are. She's still wary of them though, and freaks out when she hears something buzzing near her head because she's afraid it's a bee in her hair.

This troper used to play D&D with a guy who is utterly terrified of spiders, regardless of size. Even if they're safely contained, he would run away.

Let me guess: you wound up playing ''Queen of the Demonweb Pits'' at some point, right?

We only played the Age of Worms adventure path; I just happen to have cellar and wolf spiders chilling in my basement. The biggest ones I've ever caught were just over an inch long overall.

This troper is terrified of spiders, although she is able to stand spiders smaller than her pinky toenail within 2 feet on her, and will put up with only slightly larger spiders in her room as long as they stay on the ceiling away from her. However, close-up pictures and much, much larger spiders get her very squeamish, regardless of whether they're contained or not. Mind you, she has many other fears to add to that, but the big one she's willing to admit to is spiders.

So afraid, I removed the GiantSpider image because I was gonna have nightmares anyway, so why should anyone else? Sort of a HeroicSacrifice for my fellow arachnophobic tropers.

This troper thanks you wholeheartedly for that, as I have a horrible case of arachnophobia. Also, write me up for fear of being alone with my thoughts in the dark, all sorts of creepy-crawly things, needles and also heights. Throw in fear of deep water as well, for good measure. (Swims like a rock.)

This troper would also like to thank you, but would now also like to point out that the BANNER ADS for that page . . . I'm sure you can guess. I was ''eating'' . . .

Adblock. Greatest invention in the history of the internet.

I love irony. I'm not exactly the biggest fan of spiders, but I just can't help but absolutely LOVE the irony.

This troper's arachnophobia is so extreme that one of her former (now dearly departed) cats was trained to kill them. Happened by accident -- she loved chasing bugs and quickly learned that if mommy was shrieking like the smoke detector and running out of a room, there was probably something fun in there... but: clearly one of the ''best cats ever''. Almost broke her heart the day that she wasn't allowed to go after the one that was 2 inches across and ''furry'', the human deciding it was safer to drown it with hairspray instead. (Hey, it's what was THERE, okay? And unsettlingly enough it worked faster than bug spray usually does.)

This troper did not use to be an arachnophobe. Shelob's Lair from Lord of the Rings (and maybe that one time she accidently leaned on the side of a wooden booth that she later noticed was ''covered'' in them) changed that. She can still squash the small ones but anything bigger than one of her fingernails... she won't go near. She isn't particularly fond of wasps or cockroaches either (having been stung by the former-while in the shower too, ugh-and encountering three-inch ''flying'' versions of the latter.)

This is one fear this troper has never quite gotten. She's the one who has to pick up these great bg things (usually bare handed) while her classmates are shrieking. There are an unusually large number of spiders in that study room...

Trust this arachnophobic troper can assure you that it doesn't make any sense to us either. It's pretty much an instinctive reaction, and it really sucks. Especially listening to the people who refuse to believe that we're not just being wimps and that it's a legitimate, irrational phobia! I hate dealing with those people.

This troper's sister will hypocritically mock his dislike of any creature with more than 4 legs and then go on to scream at the sight of a spider and demand that he kills it for her. Fortunately his fear of spiders is of the CRUSH! KILL! DESTROY! kind rather than the paralyzing type. Except for jumping spiders, those are an odd exception due to their {{ugly cute}} status and lack of tendency to crawl onto humans.

This troper used to run screaming from the room if there was a spider bigger than her thumbnail in it (oddly enough daddy-long-legs spiders don't count to this troper) and beg her parents to take it outside- I hate the thought of killing them even if they do scare me. Nowadays, I'm okay so long as I don't have to touch them. I also would like to take the previous troper's statement further and say that jumping spiders are freaking adorable!

Spiders are not this troper's friends. Sure, some species he can tolerate if they don't move, but the thought of an ''animated'' spider is to terrible to bare. There's something horribly unnatural about the movement of a spiders legs. I can no longer kill them after discovering once that spiders often spasm after death, causing their undead legs to do things that no mortal should witness. The worse thing is a recurring nightmare where I wake up completely paralysed while spiders crawl out of my pillow case.

Fire makes this troper nervous as hell, although most of the time this only manifests itself as excessive caution. (I'm very glad I live in a society that has advanced beyond having its primary source of light after sunset be to set something on fire.)

This troper too - it's better now. When she was little you couldn't have her in the same room with ''birthday candles.'' Also, until seventh grade, she had an irrational fear of wind due to being subjected to stories about tornadoes which resembled scary campfire stories. Now she has an odd mix of enoclophobia (fear of crowds) and agoraphobia (fear of large, open spaces). Oh, and Azula-phobia...but let's not go into that.

Fire is one of the only things that scares me.

What? I'm a scout, and I really ''love'' a good campfire. Are you scared of that too?

This editor is also afraid of fire, though it's tempered since I was little ... But yes, I am also very nervous around campfires, more's the pity: It makes toasting marshmallows a bit difficult.

This troper has a thing about heights, to the point of flat-out refusing to go up ladders that look unstable. Especially one time at work on top of a ladder, pulling heavy boxes of cable off shelves above head height. Shudder.

This troper also has a thing about heights and it gets worse as she gets older, something she apparently gets from her mother. This troper is also terrified of all insects and spiders as well as Willem Dafoe and Christopher Walken. She does not fear snakes and/or rats (and is actually fond of them), however, and those are two things her mother is very afraid of.

Said troper accidentally turned her younger sister (who was then about five years old) into a pyrophobe when she unwittingly set a section of the local newspaper on fire by unknowingly letting it rest on a candle her mother had set in the middle of the kitchen table. And then did the same thing a couple of days later with the top of a cardboard box she was opening. Said troper's sister is now eleven years old and still raises Cain when anyone takes something out of the oven.

This same troper, her younger brother, and her younger sister all had a terrible fear of clowns and those giant cartoon animals found at theme parks when they were small children. They're not afraid anymore, though said troper prefers to keep clowns at a distance. Heath Ledger's portrayal of the Joker did not help things.

This troper also knows someone who has an irrational fear of worms and therefore hates to go outside while it's raining or right after it has rained.

This troper has not quite a phobia but a "healthy respect" for snakes. Why? Because when he was a young-un, he had one about 2 inches away from his face ''hiss'' at him (and he lives in Australia, land of EverythingTryingToKillYou). Of course, this story becomes far less impressive when he points out the snake in question turned out to be a Green Tree Snake, and hissing was about all it ''could'' do. It probably spent the rest of its life with a "healthy respect" for children...

So this troper assumes you moved away before it had time to pistol whip you mercilessly, as most "harmless" Australian animals do...

Um.

This troper has an irrational fear of crabs, and once almost crushed her mother against the side of a boat on a sealife watch while trying to get away from one. Not little ones like hermit crabs, mind you, but once they get bigger than her hand she starts to panic. Considering that she's usually level headed this is quite an odd phobia that she's never quite figured out. The Coconut Crab, however, completely justifies her fear.

You ''really'' wouldn't have liked this guy.

Glad I'm not alone. I can't stand crabs either, although I'm even a little freaked out by the little ones - probably because they can hide in so many places.

This troper was pleasantly surprised to learn that his squeamish fear is a trope known as EyeScream. (Yes, he has seen The Dark Knight, and he loved it.)

So now that makes two of us.

This troper is terrified of anything that could result in crashing, which includes doing anything that involves going fast or downhill(except roller coasters) and is very unhelpful when skiing because this troper is ''capable'' of skiing down black diamonds and has been for years, but can't do it without freaking out and sometimes crying(which resulted in significant and humiliating demotions in ski school). It is all attributed to a bike crash when this troper was 9, which required 21 stitches in this troper's leg.

This troper is scared stiff of any animal that's stuffed, preserved, pinned into drawers, or whatever. Chalk it up to a totally irrational fear that it'll suddenly come alive and attack. Doesn't matter whether the corpses are real or just amazingly lifelike models, it's still creepy.

My older brother is 18 years old, 5'11", and plays rugby. But he still has to have Mom kill spiders for him. Of course, this troper is irrationally afraid of pigeons, so I can't talk...

With this troper, it's more an intense, passionate hatred, but the pigeon thing is completely understood.

This troper is also frightened of pigeons. They're all diseased, and they're everywhere, and sometimes they flap around right near me...

Not scared of anything. Nope. That would just be stupid. Thank god there aren't lifelike puppets up in retro comic and manga shops. That would be seriously creepy.

This troper can handle knitting needles, sewing needles, thumbtacks, pins, and throwing needles (a kind of tiny missile weapon) without incident, but will NOT touch a hypodermic needle with a ten-foot pole.

Same here. As this troper is a medical student, he foresees some problems in the future.

This troper (a pre-veterinary student) can and will cheerfully jab a hypo into just about any vertebrate creature you care to name, but has a panic attack at even the suggestion of one breaking her own skin. Tattoos and piercings, even ears, are completely out of the question. She also has a fear of running on tracks or for long distances (with good reason, as every time she's tried she's ended up choking and gasping for breath).

Lucky you. This troper has a problem with anything really sharp, even if there's no reason for her to touch it. She also has a visceral, involuntary reaction to blood or the thought of anyone doing anything to her teeth, but thinks these are entirely logical. She likes insects.

This troper doesn't have a problem with heights, fire, spiders, snakes, needles, or anything like that. She has a completely rational fear of being in water because she can't swim. So what ''is'' she phobic of, you ask? ''Phones.'' Just the ringing of one makes her jump and makes her heart rate skyrocket. Don't even get her onto actually ''talking'' on them...

This troper used to be similar. Unfortunately, he can't remember why or how that stopped being the case.

Phones ''are'' creepy; there's something about trying to communicate with someone with nothing but a disembodied voice that just feels ''wrong.''

This troper doesn't like to think that his fear of downwards escalators (he's only slightly tense on upwards ones) is irrational per se. I mean, the damned things have serrated edges, like they're designed to rip and tear at flesh in case someone happens to make a mistake as they step on and ends up falling down them. Also, his sister has a crippling fear of all sharp objects, especially kitchen knives.

This troper's fear of escalators is completely rational, having fallen down the one going up (...think about it) at the age of four. Sadly her family didn't realize this had made such a strong impression until several weeks later when her aunt, who hadn't heard the previous story, got on an escalator only to reach the top and discover that the wee troper was still at the bottom. Thus leading to the troper's fear of shopping malls.

This troper was absolutely terrified of down escalators as a child and still feels a little creeped out by them.

I thought I was alone! I feel so happy... mainly because I feel less crazy.

Going down stairs. A real problem, as this troper lives in a walk-up. Also needles, particularly [=IVs=], also a problem when he was in the hospital for three months.

This troper is not particularly fond of anything having to do with veins, arteries, or any blood vessel really.

This troper's father is a 230 pound ex-US Marine. He's terrified of sunflowers.

There HAS to be a story behind that! Tell us!

Apparentley they look like giant eyes to him, and ever since he was young he's always had the feeling that they were watching him. Which I totally get. Also, he's jumped out a moving car because there was a cockroach on the floor.

This troper is so afraid of heights that she almost fainted at the Grand Canyon, when she realized that no, there really ISN'T anything between you and the edge of the freaking world. Being reminded that she'd be fine if she stayed back from the edge didn't help at all, because she has this irrational conviction that either a spontaneous vacuum will form to pull her over the edge, or she will develop an irreversible compulsion to jump.

The last part helped form this troper's pretty intense fear of heights. Whenever she looks over a railing, she gets this weird urge to jump over, and promptly runs about half a mile away in response.

God, I hate the urge to jump. Apparently, you're not a REAL acrophobe if you don't want to jump off things to get away from the heights. It's such a weird, primal instinct.

Fun story: back when this troper thought she was only mildly afraid of heights, she took an elevator to the top of a cathedral with her family. The urge to jump was so strong she knew she had to go down ''somehow'' before she did something stupid but she was so freaked out she forgot there was an elevator and had a panick attack because she couldn't figure out how to get away. Ha. Ha. ha.

This Troper has to have one of the weirdest phobias ever: piers. Anything else over water is fine, such as boats. But the thought of him or one of his loved ones going out on a pier turns this troper into a quivering mess. It probably comes from a dream he had when he was 3, of his sister falling off of one and drowning.

This troper isn't very fond of roaches. He's gotten better at it lately and can at least handle the ''very'' small ones, but the bigger ones, and ''especially'' those big ass, two-inch waterbugs scare the crap out of him. The phobia ''might'' have started when I, barely older than a toddler at the time, just stepped out of the shower and one crawled up his bare leg!

This troper recommends you don't settle down in central Texas, where the roaches get to be three inches long, sometimes ''fly'' and are ugly as hell. She was charged by one once, promptly freaked out, and became very trigger-happy with the can of Raid she was holding.

This troper would like to thank you for sharing that advice. Flying cockroaches would be hell for him.

At least you can deal with live ones, if just barely; I literally jump and scream like a scared 5-year-old if I see a live one of ANY size while at home. At school, I have to be more subtle about it, but it's still noticeable, and unfortunately, I've caught a lot of flak from several idiots at school because of my phobia.

This troper had one go down her ear. AND GET STUCK. when she was eleven. It required an emergency hospital visit. I've been freaked out by "crickets" ever since. I'm now so terrified that I can't play a certain level of WarioWare Smooth Moves because I ran off screaming. Watching WALL-E meant having my husband watch it first and tell me when to look away and the one time he missed a scene I went completely frozen and burst into tears.

When she was five, a camp counselor told this troper that there were barracudas living under the docks. She has avoided the undersides of docks ever since.

This guy isn't afraid of heights, but ''falling''. Yup. Falling. I can be up on the 100th floor as long as I'm secure...

As Rincewind once said, "I don't have a fear of heights. It's falling from heights that scares me.

You're not the only one. Secure buildings, even when there's only a railing, I'm fine. Put me twenty feet up on a wobbly branch...

Or a wobbly ladder or catwalk for This Troper...

I'm the same way. I can be inside on the tenth floor of a building without too much trouble, but I cried and panicked while sitting in a friend's tree house. I hate heights, but at the same time--I'm intrigued by them. But I'll look up at them from the nice, solid ground, okay?

Oh god, are you guys me? I'm the exact same way; heights don't phase me as long as I know I'm safe. But if I feel like I might fall...

Escalators freak me out. I've been having nightmares with those in them.

This troper is the same way. Recently, I was on a school trip and we were hiking up a precarious trail up a cliff. I had to stop, sit down, and cry for a while. For some reason I had this compulsion to keep insisting "I'm not afraid of heights! I'm just afraid of falling!" to everyone.

This troper, in a copraphobic moment, had his sewage system once back into his shower, covering its floor with crap. Needless to say, he screamed like a motherfucker when he opened his shower door.

He also has mycophobia, a fear of mold and fungi. He's afraid to open a tub of cream cheese after it's gone for one week in the fridge, in fear of it having turned fuzzy with a big, mole-like black spot on it. Also, if you want to torture him into insanity, bring him within one foot of a cluster of wild mushrooms.

Thanks to Thorns of Doom in games like ''DonkeyKongCountry 2'' and ''MapleStory'', he freaks out at the sight of thorns, with the {{Squick}}ing being directly proportional to how big and long the thorns are.

And finally, emergency indoor staircases. Extra points if the lighting is weak and orange, the ceiling of the stairs is many feet higher than the top of the stairs, and there's a loud air vent shaft; the former two were part of a rather eerie staircase-climbing experience in this troper's prepubescent days. Two of his classes take place in a building with such a staircase, and he goes through these stairs whenever possible and practical to get over his fear.

This troper fervently believes that the cranefly is solid proof of the non-existence of God. Well - perhaps 'solid' is the wrong word. ''Oh God, they'' '''''fall apart!!'''''

They're effectively ''spiders capable of flight''. This troper is glad she's not the only one who finds them horrifying. To top it off, they make that dreadful skittering sound...

This troper doesn't like heights, but is very specific about it. Skywalks? Fine. Airplanes? Give her a window seat. But put her on a free-standing stairway, or some platform where you can see the ground below you? GET ME OUT OF HERE!

This troper is both mildly acrophobic and VERY ophidiophobic (to the point of flinching at printed pictures of snakes). She also tends to react badly to worms (but is fine with any reptile with legs).

This troper is also extremely ophidiophobic. Once, for a psychology project on mental disorders, he had to make copies from his teacher's old textbook. His topic was phobias, and that section's only photo was of a snake lunging at the camera--an example of an image that would be distressing for ophidiophobes. This troper freaked out so much that he threw the book to the ground, then after a minute to calm down, gave the book to his partner and asked that guy to make the copies.

This troper is afraid of horses and tomatoes. Yes, tomatoes.

Horses scare me, too. They're giant, stupid animals that can badly injure you with just a misstep, what's not to be afraid of?

This troper is occasionally afraid of needles (from a bad experience at the dentist's. Put it this way: I felt and heard the needle ''pierce my cheek and scrape the bone in my jaw''), balconies (it didn't help that my brother would jump on the damn thing and joke about pushing me off one), knives (my brother, once again joking by bringing a kitchen knife near my skin, which I ''hate the most''), darkness (my bro standing outside my room at night just to get a reaction from me... are you starting to see the pattern?), and porcelain dolls. Them and their gosh ''darned EYES''.

Jellyfish. Can't stand them. For God's sake, they have no brains and no anuses! They're all slimy! How do they REPRODUCE?

They reproduce by releasing sperm or eggs into the water which are fertilized. They also do have an anus... it's their mouth... I just made your fear worse, didn't I.

Intimacy. Physical, emotional, any kind you can think of. Then there's the usual, such as heights, spiders (this troper joins the "vicious hatred" club on this one) and choking.

Three things for this Troper: Heights, but only if I'm standing on glass or something clear that allows me to look down ( I once went to a mall where the second floor had walkways across the main atrium made of frosted glass. Could not cross. I went the long way.); any sort of Fingore (to the point that even thinking of losing a fingernail induces vivid, bloody mental images); and centipedes (I was taking a shower and one '''came through the frigging DRAIN.'''. Needless to say, I don't like the buggers.). But pretty much everything else doesn't faze me much.

Somehow hiding from someone or something in a small area leads to both an extreme sense of security AND fear, even though I'm not claustrophobic. It's because while there's little chance of them finding you, if they DO, you've got little chance of escape.

This troper is severely insectophobic. If it bites, stings, eats, injects, or can otherwise cause harm to the human body, I don't want it anywhere near me. Most of this troper's nightmares revolve around being bitten by spiders of varying sizes. (Smaller poisonous spiders are more common, but one dream involved a tarantula bite. The bitten area was itchy when she woke up.) She is also terrified of fire ever since she purposely set a tissue on fire and nearly sent her room up in flames. And small children, ages three and below. ''Shudder''.

I'm not ''afraid'' of small children, but yeah. Babies creep me the hell out. It's the weird, spastic movements, the way that yeah, they ''are'' human, but the scale is off and they don't ''act'' human that does it for me. Also the fact that they smell weird and are prone to emitting ear-splitting noises and disgusting substances without warning. That too.

Heights. More specifically, heights where you can actually see how high up you are. If I'm a hundred stories up, I'm fine- as long as I'm not near any windows/balconies/etc. This carries over to stairs (fine as long as I can't see straight down) and escalators (going down, not going up.) This killed me on a trip to New York with my orchestra, where we: 1)had a session with the assistant conductor of the New York Philharmonic...in a ninth-floor walkup with rickety stairs. 2) We went to Carnegie Hall, where they took us up in the Dress Circle. There this troper sat, in one of the most musically and historically significant places on earth, somewhere she'd dreamed her whole life of going- desperately clutching at the armrests on her seat, whispering "Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down." She's got it bad. As an aspiring movie director, she's worried about if she ever has to direct something from a bucket 100 ft. in the air...

This troper RP's as a mage, completely willing to take on enemies far outside her skill level (and occasionally even wounding them!) but who happens to be deathly afraid of clowns.

This troper's younger sister is a spirited, child-like tomboy. But five minutes ago, she called out LOUD to this ShrinkingViolet of an older sister, almost in tears, because there was a single spider on the floor of their mother's bedroom.

This troper has two fears that he absolutely cannot get past, no matter what. One is heights. I used to have a recurring dream as a child (and still occasionally have it) where my mother and I were on the bridge near my (first) house and for some reason, just fell off. My other fear, arguably greater than my one of heights, is clowns. Whenever I see one in real life, I go through several stages. The first stage is being utterly terrified and not being able to move. The second stage is fuzzy. The third stage ends up with me standing over an unconscious clown with a bloody nose. Thankfully, those last two stages have only happened once, and those who witnessed the event agree that it was deserved. A clown came up to me and started screwing around. The people I was with (who are surprisingly understanding when it comes to my fear) told the clown that I was terrified of him, and he just ''wouldn't stop''. Cut to fifteen seconds later, where I had my friends holding me back and the clown's creepy red nose had fallen off. Surprisingly, though, while I am still scared of them, clowns on television and in movies don't scare me and, even more surprisingly, Joker doesn't scare me because he's a clown. No, he scares me for a whole different set of reasons. Plus, at least he's straightforward about his intentions.

I just have to ask: Why so serious?

Let's just say it involves a traumatic experience with a life-sized stuffed clown when I was five.

This troper can be severely squicked by misaligned teeth. Not because of how they look, but because it's so easy for him to imagine ripping one of your teeth out by biting down wrong.

This troper has more fears than she'd care to admit, but...

Spiders (as stated near the top of the page)

Heights when there is the possibility of falling (roller coasters, surprisingly, are the exception)

Dark places, which is directly related to...

Horror movies (can't sleep, [insert serial killer/ghost/creepy thing here] will kill me in my sleep) (also surprisingly, creepy anime doesn't bother her as much...but she won't watch them in the dark)

Bugs in general (with a few exceptions, like mosquitoes and ants) (also to the chagrin of her father, who studied entomology in university)

Drowning (more specifically, putting her head underwater without a snorkeling mask of some sort on...an experience where she almost drowned in a pool invoked this)

Needles (she can stand them within limits, but always has to put herself in the right mindset before getting them)

Falling (even thinking of tripping puts her on edge)

Prospect of pain/injury (can be bypassed if her mind is on something else, and she's usually fine after the fact...it's just the possibility that freaks her out)

Err...many others.

Other fears in the family include clowns (brother) and snakes (father). Can't seem to recall what mother's afraid of...

While everyone in same troper's family has varying limits on heights, it's wholeheartedly agreed that the Millau Bridge in France is far, far too high for any rational person to go near. Just from watching documentaries.

Needles, heights, getting hurt, mannequins and the irrational fear of suddenly turning into someone else. Doesn't help that the last one pops into this troper's head ''quite often''. Also doesn't help that it goes through stages, and that right now (very hilariously) Homestar Runner (which I'm kinda obsessed with now) seems to be helping it. My life is great. Ain't my life great?

The same troper as above has a friend who's scared of fungus, so I suppose I can't complain. Much.

This troper isn't afraid of spiders, snakes, insects, or mice, but only as long as they aren't ON her unexpectedly. She is, however, afraid of medical needles (sewing needles are fine), children, and the idea of someone waiting quietly behind her.

SpikesOfDoom for this troper, at least as a child. It's the reason she could never play Sonic CD. They still make her a little uneasy.

This troper has major problems dealing with big moths, big mosquitoes (which are apparently the ones that don't even suck blood), and mid-size spiders. I'm fine with small spiders, and I'm fine with tarantulas, but give me one in between and I flip out. I'm also claustrophobic and acrophobic.

This troper has a completely and utterly irrational fear of keys and chains and she flatly refuses to wear jewelry, with the possible exception of her class ring on special occasions. She used to be afraid of metal fasteners on clothes and all-metal silverware too, but luckily, those faded in childhood. She has yet to figure out what caused said dislike.

She also detests any critter that is not a member of the vertebrate family. Lizards? Hand it over. Mice and rats? Feed it! Snakes? Awesome! Gnats and mosquitoes? OHDEARGODHELP. Cockroaches? Cue full-scale panic attack.

Dogs. Any kind. This makes it a problem when my downstairs neighbour wants to walk her dog and I'm in the lift. She usually lets me go first.

My current roommate has the weirdest phobias I've ever heard of: Balloons and Metronomes. I almost induced a panic attack by imitating a metronome in stunned disbelief when first told.

This troper also has a phobia about balloons.

This troper has been an unreasonable emetophobe her whole life, to the point where it would every so often stop her from eating. She's got meds now to fix that bit, but god help her if her fiance gets stomach flu again.

Why did it have to be tarantulas?!

Maggots, grubs, slugs, worms, ugh ah ugh gah.

This troper used to be afraid of dogs. Wasn't too keen on yellowjackets either after an encounter with a nest of them. Both faded over time, although he still gives dogs their space, and a big enough dog can still unsettle him.

Any description of what the human body goes through when one freezes to death is enough to cause this troper to nearly collapse. Hell, he saw an {{X-Files}} where the guy was killed by having his head dunked in liquid nitrogen and smashed and passed out, much to the humor of his friends who thought he was joking. Until he didn't wake up after the scene switched.

This troper is afraid of loosing control, leading to sudden (though thankfully unfrequent) fears of not being able to stop buying things in shops, a late introduction to alcohol, and a virtually non-existant love life. There's also the fear of wasps, justified in that her mum was thought to be deathly allergic and thus freaked out whenever one was in sight. Thunder and needles isn't much fun either.

This troper is deathly afraid of spiders. If one is suddenly near her, she WILL run away, then get a shoe and stamp it. This extends to all bugs, leading to her slamming the sliding door shut and running in terror to her father when she saw a bug rush across the screen door so he could kill it, and running away when a mystery bug was in the LAMPSHADE, where she would not reach up to kill it, and eventually leading to her beating it to death with a remote when it showed its face. Ew, ew, ew. Also anything that stings, from when a nest of bees attacked her. And there's a hive ''somewhere'' in her backyard. She doesn't like going out there. Also, heights send her overactive imagination into overdrive, imagining her platform crumbling. She also hates walking outside when it's dark with a passion, being terrified someone or someTHING will pop out and try to eat her. A fondness for zombies doesn't help. At a Halloween party she didn't want to be outside because she was scared that a werewolf would show up(full moon). Oddly, she begged her friend for them to walk back to his house in the dark through the woods rather than the lit roadway, partly because it was shorter.

This Troper is deathly afraid of dogs and hypodermic needles. He was also completely terrified by ''{{The Happening}}'', not due to any real cinematic genius on the part of the way past his prime M. Night Shyamalan, but instead because the very idea of losing one's free will and committing acts of extreme violence and sin upon oneself is anathema to the Troper.

This troper is terrified of slime (to the point where the word for slime appearing in a certain trope that begins with g and isn't "gunk" scares me) - though not so much if it's meant to be blood, for some reason. He's also scared of clowns, but if the make-up's not too exaggerated they're more sinister than NightmareFuel. Also suffocation, especially drowning.

Your slime fear is reversed for this troper. I loved playing with phosphorescent toy slime as a kid, and I would've loved to have a slime bath, but unfortunately I never did.

This troper fears death. Really. And it's not what hollywood paints it up to be, it seriously sucks! ANYTHING has a possible chance of killing him, however small, should be avoided at all costs, including just standing on a second floor of a building, sometimes. And anything that reminds me that my body organs are not invincible and are necessary makes me really really squirmish, making learning about human anatomy particularly awful. Don't say "we need lungs to breathe" around me, please! ...Funny thing is that it's my only fear, regardless of how sensible it would be. If it can't kill me or leave me permanently worse off, it's nothing to fear. I used to catch bees, torture them, then let them go for fun.

This troper fears cows, heights, the dark and spiders. Cows take down more people than great white sharks. I cite ''Fingerprint Farm'' as the cause for my fear of cows although the owl scared me even more.

I happen to be very uncomfortable and insecure about a lot of things, as I tend to be paranoid. (When the rest of my family goes out somewhere and I stay home, if they're gone for a long time, I start wondering if they've been in a car crash, or if there's a robbery going on in the store they're at, or they got taken hostage by someone...) I used to have a fear of dogs that resulted from the very unpleasant experience with a certain next door neighbor. (When they didn't have a fence, the dog bit me when I tried to pet it. Then years later, it chased me as I was roller-blading to my friends house. Also, its owner stole my bike and dismantled it.) Occasionally, a fear that something is behind a closed door would come up, especially when I'm stumbling around in the dark. Large bugs are scary too. (Some people had fun teasing me with cicadas.) But the thing that really scares me...are magnified pictures of things. Mostly cells and bugs. A lab I had to do at school included something about flies, and the booklet had a magnified picture of a fly's head, making me immediately turn it over. I had to ask my friend to hand it back when we were finished, because even the thought of touching it made me freeze up. And flipping through the Biology textbook often makes me suddenly jump up and scream. And because of my damn imagination, I often see those creepy bulging eyes when I close my eyes, and I keep imagining seeing a giant, dead bug in the bathroom, twitching its huge, hairy leg...or worse, its alive and drooling from its pincers, ready to cut off my head...

I share your fear of closed doors, fellow troper. This is combined with not just a fear of the dark, but a fear of the unknown and fear for my family. It doesn't help that the carpet behind my brother's door bulges up so it looks like something is standing just behind it.

This troper ''hates'' being alone, outside, in the dark. If she can't avoid it, she will either run, bring a flashlight, or sing at the top of her lungs.

...Are you doing anything this weekend? That's the first other person this troper has ever met who'd admit that. He does exactly the same things.

This troper too. We should throw a party or something

This troper HAS to sing or talk or wave a light source around when she goes outside in the dark...even if there's someone else with her though.

This troper also has problems with heights, but not in the "don't look down" sense. For him, it's "don't look up"--every time he's inside a building where there is something huge and heavy far above him, especially cathedrals and castles, he becomes panicked, feeling inexplicably like he's either going to fall over light-headed and crack his head open or that it's going to fall on him. Sitting down only helps a little. This, unfortunately, makes it harder but not impossible for this troper to engage in one of his hobbies, appreciating architecture.

Mirrors. OHMYGOD. I don't mean the film, just mirrors in general. I guess I'm scared of my own reflection, but only in mirrors, oddly enough. Also china dolls and clowns. I can handle bees, rats and mice are SO,SO, CUTE, I adore snakes and lizards. Spiders freak me out, but only if they're a reasonabley large size. Oh, and weirdly enough, I hate ''ambulances'' they just... scare me...

Mirrors at night scare me. During the day I have no problem with them, but there's just something about them that seems ''off'' after dark.

This troper can't bear to turn his back on a mirror on the dark, or sometimes even if he's just alone in a room with one. No matter how much he rationalises it away, he just can't convince himself that his reflection is doing ''exactly'' what he's doing when he's not looking at it.

Thanks to this site, this troper finally knows that the fear of monkeys is called Maimouphobia. It's so bad that even the word can set her off, and so has put off typing the name in until she's finished typing so she won't have to see it until then. Pictures, movies, sound recordings and even abstract representations have her trying to remove herself from the situation as fast as possible. Toys and GAMES in which they're featured are particularly trying as they tend to be very popular. Unfortunately it's justified (though not in the way you'd expect) as she was bullied elementary school through high school with the name monkey-face. I once attacked my best friend's boyfriend because of this, as he likened me to one when I was showing off my tree-climbing skills. He was actually trying to compliment me, and even knowing that at the time didn't help. It's also hard as an avid animal lover, name ''any'' animal besides these and apes and I like them. That includes reptiles, arachnids, sharks, worms, and all the regularity undesired sorts. *takes a deep breath, then goes to fill in the blanks*

So...everything's NOT better with monkeys?

Rotten fruit especially for this one, and rotten milk has made this troper throw up in the past.

So glad I'm not the only one afraid of heights. I can change light bulbs if I absolutely have to, but it's slow work and whimper a lot. And that's ''if'' the chair is stable. Don't even get me started on ladders. Funny thing, I can climb up trees just fine. It's getting down that's the problem. I'd had to be pealed off more tree trunks and carefully guided down a ladder more times than a cartoon cat. If the surface I'm standing on is a grate that I can see through my legs turn to jelly and I almost have to be dragged to the other side. And yet so many other common fears don't bother me (okay, I startle easily, but I'm not actually scared of most things). Bugs? Some of them are kinda cute. Snakes? Cool. The dark? Got over that in my teens. Clowns? Only for a couple years after seeing part of a really nasty horror movie. Bats? I want one as a pet. No, if you want to see me reduced to a worthless, blubbering mass of trepidation then it's gotta be heights.

I'm not sure if they count, but this troper is particular freaked out by TheGreys. Just looking at a picture of one can leave me unsettled for a long time afterwards. Especially ones where they're staring at you with those giant, featureless eyes... {{X-COM}} has really caused this to resurface. Right now I have all the doors closed and lights on... Meanwhile, my father is hilariously afraid of spiders. By the way, we live in Australia.

This troper is scared shitless of fish. I don't know why but I can stand to be in the same room as one. And don't even get me started on swimming in a lake or ocean. Also, absolutely terrified of heights and the dark(and I'm 19!).

I have two major fears. They're not my only fears, but they're definitely the most prominent:

Spiders, and not just a mild fear. When I see a spider it has to go the moment it comes within a certain distance of me or it moves. If it doesn't move at all and stays a specific distance away from me then it can stay until it grows above a certain size, then I start freaking out. Even worse, my fear extends to dead spiders. Oh, they can stay so long as they remain a certain distance from me and they're not too big - I don't fear them then. But the moment I have a touch a dead one? Well it's not going to happen on the off chance it's pretending (no matter how long its been since it last moved, there's still a chance it's trying to trick me!) or it decides to come back from the dead when I touch it.

Butterflies, and no one in the family has been able to think of a reason for it or anything that could have possibly have caused it. As far as we know the first time I saw a butterfly I freaked out and that had remained the same ever since.

Like some of the other people here, this troper has issues with dogs. There isn't any particular reason for it, but he cannot for the life of him understand why people willingly keep them as pets.

One of This Troper's friend's biggest fears are The Joker, crossdressers and... ''feet''. She refuses to touch ''any'' Batman graphic novels after seeing mistah J wearing high heels in Batman: Arkham Asylum.

This Troper used to get really freaked out by pictures of eyes (or people looking out of those pictures) and couldn't have them hanging around, it felt they where ''watching''. Another person they know also suffers from this, but they have so many issues it's not even funny, so it's not exactly comforting.

The idea of any kind of involuntary medical treatment, especially if it's not actually necessary, freaks this troper right the hell out. Even more so if the person's being held down, thrashing and screaming. BedlamHouse hits the same notes for me, but it goes above and beyond an isolated incident (although such extreme measures aren't often ''seen'' in isolation...). This ''PerryBibleFellowship'' strip is a ''perfect example'' of what I'm talking about. Note the syringe. *shudders* On the bright side, normal, benign, nonthreatening medical stuff doesn't bother me at all, so it mainly just affects me when I'm reading fiction or accounts of other people's experiences. (So far.) And I can handle {{Mad Doctor}}s without being more than somewhat creeped out, so long as I don't have to actually watch them doing horrible things to people StrappedToAnOperatingTable.

The other big one is LossOfIdentity, which I define as comprehensive personality changes to an extent above and beyond what could happen through CharacterDevelopment and forced upon one by something external.

...Eye injury. It's a phobia that doubles as NauseaFuel for this troper.

Oh god, me too. Facial mutilation in general freaks me out quite a bit, but eyes are the worst. Mutilating somebody's ''hands'' falls into more or less the same category.

This troper has a very specific bug phobia: the solifugids. True spiders? Okay. Camel spiders? Look like things from another planet. Luckily her chances of encountering one are currently very low.

This troper can fear anything if given enough time to think about it. Her fears include: horror movies, claymation, "paper cut-out" animation/collages, any pictures of ghosts, aliens, etc. no matter how doctored, the end of the world by any circumstance, and anything human shaped but devoid of a living human in it (silhouettes, chalk outlines of bodies, human-shaped holes, etc).

This troper is horrified by blood, and pretty much anything and everything related to blood (shots, surgery, injuries, etc). Even just thinking about blood. The one exception is that, when drawing, she has no problem with having copious amounts of blood and gore in the pictures. Cartoon blood, apparently, is not very effective.

Oh, but I think cartoon blood works dizzyingly well, if you dwell about it.

This troper is deathly afraid of centipedes. He once saw one in his room and moved to the other side of the house, in his uncle's room, for about a month.

This troper is afraid of poison. Anything that could carry poison, including, snakes, spiders (been bitten), medical needles, knives, bees (deathly allergic), and a lot of other things. He has given one doctor a black eye, and a dentist a bloody nose. (He's sorry about the doctor, but he did tell the dentist it would be best to strap his arms down, and they had straps right on the chair) bees was also a problem, considering his father raised them. He liked them until he stepped in a wild beehive in an old tree trunk. Snakes are a curious one too. If he knows the snake is defanged, there is no reaction, even if it acts aggressively. However, he has chased down a copperhead (which he knew not only were not poisonous, but ate the poisonous snakes in the area) even though it was trying to get away, although it may have been triggered by having a really bad day (the second day of a nature survival test, unable to have started a fire, didn't any food, and slept in the rain on hard rocks with a torn plastic tarp)

He is also afraid of heights, although only mildly. He (like some others) has a compulsion to jump. He, thankfully, have little to no problem so long as their is some kind of rail, and loves flying (although he was scared the first time). For some reason if he is on some kind of beam, branch, rope bridge, or something else thin suspended over nothing, he dosn't have a problem, so long as the surface is rather stable. Horror movies are a rather major one, although that can be gotten around by, well simply not watching them.

This troper is normally a very calm individual who can kill spiders, hold snakes, and hang out on roofs and other high places without so much as a second thought. But there are two things that absolutely terrify me. The first has already been admitted by a few people on this page; bees, wasps, and other stinging insects. I'm normally the laziest bastard alive, but get any one of those things near me and I turn into an Olympic sprinter. The second is a bit stranger: silence. If there's no noise somewhere, I freak the hell out and rush to play some kind of music, flip on a TV, ANYTHING. I always have to have some kind of sound playing in the room. I can't even sleep unless I have a radio in the room.

I also need background sound (including music at night). I wouldn't call it a freakout if it's too quiet, but I do get uncomfortable.

That makes two of us, but I need the sound at night- I find it almost impossible to sleep without noise.

This troper is terrified of any stinging, buzzing insect (bees, wasps and hornets) and heights. Ever since I got stung, I've been terrified of the buzzing noise and the stingers. Also, I get EXTREMELY nervous when close to a cliff or a steep slope, even if there is a guard railing there.

This (considerably paranoid troper) has many fears, including some that are rather irrational (she attributes this to foolishly watching a 'Top 100 Scariest Movie Moments' on TV and was never the same since). Her biggest fears include nuclear war, dead things and the living dead. The fact that she's fairly squemish doesn't help either.

This troper is terrified when he sees a picture of a fetus. The UncannyValley most likely has something to do with this. Also, he gets afraid of many little circular shapes clumped up together, though he doesn't know why this is. Maybe it's because the first thing he thinks of is usually a bunch of eyes staring at him.

It's just two fears for this troper, two very specific fears, but they're horribly bad.

Moths (haven't seen it in this page... yet). They... they're like flying, fuzzy cockroaches that ''stick'' to your face and fly towards you and they're fragile and they break apart and are ''very'' hard to kill aaaAAAAGHHH. Butterflies count, too. And if they can't fly or have no wings it's even WORSE. ''They become maggots.''

Yeah I agree with this one. I can stand nearly everything except for Moths and Craneflys.

Claustrophobia, but only in spaces of reduced ''height''. It doesn't matter how wide the place is; if the ceiling's low, I'll start freaking out or hyperventilating soon. But in a small space like an elevator, if the ceiling's reasonably high I have no problems at all. Weird.

This troper has a strong phobia at the sight of blood, although it doesn't really feel like fear or terror, it's just sickening. She can remain functional for a few moments--usually long enough to bandage herself in the event that it's her own blood that's causing the reaction--before stars begin to appear in her sight and eventually overwelms her vision. So long as this troper sits down before fainting (shortly after the "can't see a thing" phase), she can remain conscious. She's also been told that she becomes very pale during those episodes. It's an extreme enough reaction that the USAF discharged her from her non-com job because of it. Strangely, blood in a pad, bandage, or clothing doesn't affect her. This is one phobia that really sucks. What's really funny, though, is that nothing else really causes great concern to this troper--even needles are fine, so long as they're putting something ''in'' and not drawing blood out.

This Troper has four:

Tennis balls. Reason: Unknown.

Oprah. Reason: Powerful, Unfair Sex}} misaFeminist}} ndriNot Like Men}} stic Of Evil}} cult leader.

Scouts Are Evil}} Girl Scouts. Reason: They're like the mob, but worse. They come to your house, shake you down for money, and sell you out to everyone in a fifty mile radius if you don't pay up. I mean, at least the mob can be reasoned with (after all, all they want is the money), but the Girl Scouts... They do it for fun...

Furbies. Reason: The eyes, the eyes!!!

BodyHorror in general for me. Also, {{Womb Level}}s, although I guess that could be a subset of BodyHorror. The thought of getting grievously hurt/ill in general, and ''especially'' eye injuries. Also, needles. I really don't like needles. I made the mistake of looking at the article for ''TraumaCenter'' because I was curious about the plot, and it'll probably take me a while to get it out of my mind... Ugh.

This troper cannot stand any kind of swarming insect. Bees? Wasps? Stinging ants? Sorry, but I don't want to be anywhere near them. If killer bees ever make their way up to where I live, I might just have to move.

This Troper is scared shitless by Rats, but not by mice for some reason.

This troper is afraid of large dogs (why would anyone keep an animal whose every vocalization sounds absolutely furious and is often as big as the owner?), cars (4000-pound guided missiles), spoiled food (is that pizza more than a day old? Forget it), and surgery. Especially really gruesome surgeries like fasciotomies. Don't Google Image Search "fasciotomy". You will regret it.

Please can some other troper reassure this troper that she's not the only person terrified by balloons?

My brother used to be. Had to leave a party because of all the balloons.

Heights. No. Just no. When my graduating class went to an amusement park, my friends wanted me to go on a roller coaster, saying sometimes being scared is fun. I reminded them of the differences between fun scared and a full-on panic attack.

This troper refuses to get close to large dogs and large farm animals (especially horses) thanks to bad childhood experiences with both.

This troper is absolutely terrified of facial deformities, to the point that seeing someone with their face covered is enough to freak her out, because she's afraid of what's being hidden. This is probably a result of the time when she was shown a video in sixth grade about drunk driving, which showed a woman whose face had been burned badly in a car crash. Even now, this troper won't google ''anything'' that could possibly turn up pictures of burn victims or anything similar.

This troper, while not really afraid, gets somewhat nervous around heights. Though oddly he has no problems with airplanes. He also doesn't like roller coasters, which practically rules out half the rides at Six Flags.

He also gets a bit uncomfortable when it's silent. Any place he sleeps, he has to have a fan on as background noise.

This troper was such scaredy-cat as a kid for so many reasons. Fallen down stairs twice as a kid? Boom, scared of falling from heights. Slammed into a cupboard by an overenthusiastic black lab when she was 2? Took 15 years to get over that one, and still is scared of big dogs. I was also scared of nighttime ambiance when it was dark, water, flying projectiles, most animals mostly due to the dog incident... but the one that qualifies as this trope the most has to be bugs. I've moved a lot as a kid. One time, it we lived smack dab where bugs would migrate in large groups. Then, it was Florida where there was no end to heat-loving insects. Then, it was in a house the middle of the woods with an attic that was, unknowingly to us when we got the house, infested with wood roaches. That always found their way on my bed or in my clothes drawer. WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ROACHES!? (The time that I woke up with a centipede crawling up my shirt was lovely too. Frickin' South and their bugs.)

This troper is a little odd with fears. I'm afraid of heights, but I love roller coasters. I'm afraid of the dark, and still require a light source in order to go to bed. I can't even look at bugs without freaking out, to the point that if I see a moth fly in my path, I just run out the room. Also, thanks to my OCD, if I touch something that is cold and wet, I freak out and wash my hands immediately.

This Troper hates escalators. THEY MOVE THEY MOVE THEY FREAKING MOVE. (Though the reason is probably because at the age of 3 she fell on one and couldn't get up. IT WAS MOVING.) Oh and mirrors. You aren't meant to see yourself like that! NO!

This troper has a fear of sparklers and teenagers. The first fear is easy to deal with as being 17 means that I can hide at home on Guy Fawkes Night ... of course being 17 makes my social life completely ... messed up.

You're not completely alone in your fear of sparklers. While I can stand to be around them, I refuse to hold one or go close to one. I also can't relax unless I know there is a bucket of water or sand handy. I'm just very afraid of one of those sparks catching.

Combination of small spaces, crowds, loud noises, inability to run and being in the presence of many, many drunk people, That is why the Jazz festival was a living Hell for this Troper (I don't even like Jazz! I '''HATE''' Jazz with the white-hot intensity of a thousand Million suns, and I was only there because Mom dragged me)

This troper lives on a farm so there are rare few things i am NOW afraid of.I HATE slugs and snails.I saw a giant one inhale a fish as long as my forearm. I didn't even know they HAD mouths. And i hate fish. They are slimy,the scales can cut you.they have no eyelids and never blink.Oh...and catfish,as tasty as can be,can grow to the size of school buses and swallow unsuspecting scuba divers whole.And..skunks.just skunks.i have a VERY sensetive sense of smell and can taste whatever i smell.I hate perfume and shit for a good reason. i can smell a skunk coming half a mile away. And one female deliberatley chased me up a tree and teased me by stamping her feet and waving her tail. She even brought along her kids to watch the show. Oh,and skunks can climb trees,too.

This troper has leporiphobia -- the fear of rabbits. Rabbits in hutches, playboy bunnies, the Easter bunny? All fine. Rabbits on the ground? By your toes? Near your feet? Close enough to touch you and bite you and scare you shitless just thinking about them??? Urgh.

This Troper is surprised that no one has mentioned her biggest phobia yet - it's even got its own international society. It's emetophobia, the fear of vomiting. I am utterly terrified of the idea of losing control over my body while my gut contents come out of my mouth. It doesn't help that I'm prone to getting stomach cramps from being stressed out, which can sometimes create a vicious cycle of feeling stressed, cramping, panicking, stressing again, etc. The last time I vomited was over 2 years ago, and not a single day has gone by in which I haven't wondered whether or not today will be the day I vomit again.

My second biggest fear is choking. It's the opposite of my vomiting phobia - I'm not afraid of choking myself, but I'm terrified of listening to or watching other people choking; even on television or cartoons, where it's often played for "laughs". Oh yeah, and I freak out just about every time an animal regurgitates, because the sounds it makes remind me of choking. The last time someone actually choked while I was in the room, I ran away half crouching, shrieking at the top of my lungs, covering my ears and attempting to dive behind the couch. No, that is NOT an exaggeration.

This troper knows exactly how you feel. I got a terrible dose of food poisoning, and was in horrible stomach pain for a couple of weeks. After that, my vomiting phobia has gotten worse and worse. Coupled with my OCD, it got to the point where I actually had to be hospitalized against my will. Although things have gotten better, it is still a constant worry. Going back to the original trope, it happens quite often in everyday life. I am fine with blood, guts, needles, almost anything except for germs and vomiting.

One of this troper's friend is emetophobic and suffers from the same kind of vicious cycle - when she starts worrying about being sick, her stomach clenches, which make her think she's going to be sick, etc. She also doesn't drink alcohol because she's convinced it'll make her throw up.

This troper is also SEVERELY emetophobic...only with me it bothers me less when I have to vomit myself...I can just close my eyes and suffer through. What really bothers me is seeing SOMEONE ELSE vomit. If I see someone else get sick, I'll scream and burst into tears, and on one occasion I actually fainted. This also made me really anxious about seeing live action movies...I live in constant fear that one will contain a Vomit Indescretion Shot...

Same thing with this troper, full stop. She just wishes that she could avoid it, like people who are afraid of snakes are able to avoid places where they may be. But no, it has to be something completely up to chance.

This troper is dealdy afraid of heights, hence hilarity ensued when his mom had him get up on a ladder to switch a lamp. #QUOTE#'''Troper's Mom:''' ''Hahaha, I still can't believe you're afraid of height!'' #QUOTE#'''Troper:''' ''I'm not afraid, okay!? I'm just... Uncomfortable, that's all. I'll take a deep breath, deal with it and-'' #QUOTE#'''Troper's Mom:''' ''*Shakes ladder slightly* '' #QUOTE#'''Troper:''' ''PISS MYSELF IN FEAR!!!''

Driving is nightmare fuel. This troper didn't think it was cool...this troper is 20 and is up late afraid about his driver's test the very next morning. Quite a bit of his childhood nightmares involve him behind the wheel of a car or witnessing a car accident. There's a ''very'' good reason he had to be ''coaxed'' into the driver's seat when he was 15 and after enough backseat driving from not one but ''both'' his parents, pulled over and jumped into the backseat and couldn't be convinced to drive for another 5 years. It also doesn't help that I paid attention during Driver's Ed's ScareEmStraight videos showing people being crushed underneath hummers that ''drove off the bridge'', spinning out of control, driving so fast they cause a 10 car pileup....Then said "This '''WILL''' happen to you. Do NOT panic." You don't want me to panic?! You just caused me a new generation of nightmares solely dedicated to psychotic hummers and Homicidal Lamborghinis with me behind the wheel!!! When's the next bus?!

This Troper whole-heartedly agrees. Despite my parents trying to push me into it, ''I WILL NOT DRIVE''. Maybe I watch too much TV, but I can't help but think there are too many idiots on the road...

This troper hates walking into the bathroom at night without turning the light on. Why? Two reasons: one, if the shower curtain was left closed, the idea of something horrible lurking behind it quickly manifests; two, the idea of catching sight of her reflection in the bathroom mirror is damn creepy, too.

For that matter, mirrors in general are creepy in the dark. Ever look at your reflection for an extended period in the dark without blinking? You'll see some weird little movements start to happen, and it's especially bad if your eyes are really dark in color.

This troper dislikes mirrors due to a small quirk that has been occuring since childhood. Almost everytime I look in the mirror, I get this small heartskip that is caused by a mix of excitement or fear. Hard to tell why but I seem to be expecting/afraid of seeing ''something else'' instead of my own reflection. No idea what but every time I look in the mirror, it is a mix of fear (what if I finally see ''it''?) and relief that I am still looking at my familiar self. It all happens in a second but it almost always happens.

MY GOD someone else actually does this too! I am not the only one! *Cries*

I stayed overnight in a hotel once that had two full-length mirrors hung more or less at right angles to each other; one on the wall next to the TV and one on the wall next to the bed with maybe three feet of space in between them. The way they reflected each other made the reflection from either of look ''wrong,'' and like mentioned above, there's just something really creepy about mirrors after dark. I was almost ready to ask for another room, except for the fact they were probably that way in all the rooms and I'd feel stupid admitting to the clerk that the mirrors scared me ''that'' badly.

This troper is afraid of mirrors for two reasons: One, fear of seeing something behind him, and two, fear of my reflection moving on its own.

This troper hates mirrors because of paranoia of seeing my reflection move on it's own like the above troper and the whole it doesn't do anything just standing there doing is Scarier}} nothing

Ants. My god, ants. I know they're small and harmless, and just one doesn't bother me. But a march of ants, a swarm of ants...chills just thinking about it. I have to close my eyes to walk across them if they're blocking the sidewalk. More true to the trope, I'm in an occupation where I spend a lot of time in the wilderness, in a region populated by fire ants. Fun times.

Dogs are very unnerving. This troper grew up with a lot of friends and family members who had dogs who would bark and run at you whenever you rang the doorbell. Animals and people who run at me like that are scary in general, but dogs do it a little too much.

This troper is absolutely scared to death of insects, arachnids and pretty much anything of the creepy-crawlie variety. They scare the living crap out of me. Yes, even ''butterflies'' scare me....but only if they're close. If they're at a distance I'm okay with them. Tornadoes also freak me out......-shudder- And if it's possible to have a fear of math.....I think I have it.....

Anybody ever heard of Blobfish? This troper is scared to death of them. Give me a dozen Goddamn cobras over one of those things any day.

No one mentioned BARBIES!? This troper is dead scared of them! AnimeAnatomy anyone?

Theroachestheroachestheroachestheroaches... The worse part? This troper lives in SOUTH CAROLINA. Which is FILLED. WITH. ''MOTHERFUCKING COCKROACHES''. Oh, pardon me, ''palmetto bugs''. She can't even pick the dead ones off the floor... *shudder*

Oh, thank god, I'm not alone. This Troper lives in Florida, and her friends find her irrational fear of roaches NOTORIOUSLY funny to exploit. Especially when she stays over, what movie do they ALWAYS play? {{Men in Black}} with Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones. Yes, the one where Agent Kay gets SWALLOWED BY A GIANT SPACE ROACH.

This Troper is a complete and total friggin' wimp. He is afraid of spiders (though getting over it; however, extreme closeups still cause him to flee in terror), he's scared of heights (though enjoys the sensation of falling- it's the landing that scares him), sharp objects (what is I HURT someone with this knife? What if I hurt '''ME!?'''), dogs (even ''he'' thinks that one is ridiculous), darkness (OMFGWHATWHASTHATTHATJUSTMOVEDISITGONNAHURTME??), moving at high speeds (WEREGONNACRASHWEREGONNACRASHWEREGONNACRASH), and gets somewhat squeamish when he sees something bleeding (though blood itself is fine).

@/{{dotchan}} has irrational fears of:

Being Trapped in a Small, Dark Space (specifically, being suffocated; ironically, small, dark spaces that aren't deathtraps are a source of comfort)

Blades (specifically, thin ones; [=BFSes=] are sufficiently large and cool looking)

Falling (heights don't bother her as long as she's not worried about falling)

Insects (the creepy crawly motion, the thin, needle like legs, and they're icky) - Cockroaches and Spiders are on top of the list. Sufficiently pretty looking ones (butterflies, ladybugs, etc.) get a pass.

Needles (again, the longer, thinner, and pointier, the worse it is, and it's not even getting poked by one that scares her, just the idea of it)

I am afraid of insects (I'm most afraid of spiders, cockroaches, and bees (I don't like being stung)), needles (especially shots. *shudders* ), and darkness (though that fear has dwindled a bit)

Heights. 10m or under is okay. 10m to 15m and this troper starts to feel a nervous and will move slowly and grab anything within reach. Anything above 15m will send her into HUGE panic attacks and she will start to hyperventilate and cry for all she's worth. It honestly feels like she is going to DIE A HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE DEATH.

As a child, I had such a low tolerance for violence that I couldn't watch PowerRangers. Frickin' PowerRangers! I'm pretty sure this was caused by being born into a family that was absolutely plagued by domestic violence. I'm not sure if this actually happened since it was before I developed a long-term memory, but if what several people in my family say is true, my biological father often beat my mother in front of me and when it stopped outwardly effecting her, he punished her by hitting me.

At the same point in my life, I was suffering from what I now know to be post traumatic stress disorder; and while I didn't believe in ghosts or monsters or anything like that, I still just couldn't shake the feeling that some unknown threat was lurking in the shadows waiting for an opprtunity to kill me. The anxiety was so severe that almost anything could reduce me to tears, and I often wet the bed and even peed my pants during the day; it was psychological rather that directly fear-induced, but I still couldn't controll it. It didn't help that I had plenty of real threats to worry about: the afforementioned domestic voilence, as well as getting constantly yelled at, called names like 'useless' and 'bitch', getting locked in my room, grounded for literally months at a time and being forced to stand in the corner for at least an hour, but often more (my sister holds the record at eight hours) for such offences as bickering with my sister, getting a bad report card, playing in puddles at reccess, and being incontinent (though to be fair, this was after medical problems were ruled out. My sister and I also had to deal with threats of my step-father (the more abusive of the two)walking out on us if out 'bad behavior' continued; and of being sent to a foster home which, as a rule, had at least one pedophile each (their words, not mine) if we told anyone, which no doubt helped me develop all my phobias related to intimacy and social settings. My anxiety disorder came to a head when I was seven or eight years old and my class celebrated the end of the school year by watching JurassicPark, which terrified me so deeply that, even though I knew dinosaurs didn't exist, I was still too paranoid at the prospect of getting eaten by a T-rex to care about my usual paraniod delusions; and when the attacks didn't happen and my suconcious finally settled down, I finally got over my paranoia and even stopped freaking out over violence and peeing myself.

I've been known to get some nasty stage fright; it's kind of a viscious cycle: I get so nervous that I stutter, fidget, avoid eye contact, and basically act like a dweeb, which makes me more nervous and my behavior worse. This one time in high school, I had to give an impromptu report in front of a class where the only students I knew bullied me in elementary school and my anxiety gradually got to the point that my whole body was shaking, my heartbeat was faster than it had ever been, I felt light-headed, I was sweating, fidgeting, staring at the floor, stuttering, and every muscle I had became so weak it gave me more trouble speaking, just standing there tired my legs out, and I honest to God thought I would pee my pants; even so, I managed to blunder through my report and return to my desk clean and fully concious. After that some students gave me sympathetic looks and someone even remarked on my courage, so they didn't seem as intimidating before that. Too bad my phobia of public speaking is worse now that I'd have to worry about peeing my pants on stage, if I can bring myself to try it again.

I used to be terrified of being more than three feet off the ground and steep stairs. It's more medical vertigo now though... Also I hate spiders, oddly enough, I'm perfectly fine with bigger ones. It might have something to do with the fact that I know where a big one is at all times and that the most venomous spiders are actually on the smaller side...

This troper hates clowns. It's all Joker's fault, really. She is also squeamish when it comes to surgeries (funny, really, that she can watch Hellsing Ultimate and only be mildly disturbed, but come episode ten of the Gonzo anime and she can barely keep concsious...)

This troper wasn't afraid of anything, until turning 13. At which point, it became ridiculous. I'm not/wasn’t afraid of any one thing. It’s more fear of fear itself (ha ha). But, I used to be so afraid of needles in particular I'd both scream and fight, or faint. Fortunately, I seem to be growing out of that ... And am now afraid not of killing spiders. Any sort of bug, I really can't kill them. Yes, you heard that right. I hate most of the little buggers, but I can't force myself to, and will go to great horrible lengths to ensure that I don't have to. It's a long story (sort've), but killing them became my own personal nightmare fuel.

Centipedes. Dear god the centipedes. They just look so weird and they can see you coming and HOLY SHIT IT'S MOVING WHY CAN IT RUN SO FAST FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK!!! Not to mention that they keep appearing in the middle of the night, in my bedroom, where I'm supposed to be safe...

Mushrooms. That is all. ... No seriously, they're so creepy, and they killed {{Babar}}'s mother!

I thought it was his father. Still, a terrible moment.

Dogs. I had a nightmare about dogs when I was a child. Ever since then, I've been terrified of dogs; it's probably at a mild phobia level.

This troper is so afraid of bugs (six-legged, eight-legged, and a bajillion-legged bugs), that games with oversized versions of said bugs will make me stop playing the game, or give me nightmares.

Asides from the pretty common fear of insects and spiders (which extends to scorpions, crabs, lobsters... perhaps a fear of exoskeletons?) this troper is terrified of drowning in the ocean. Despite being an excellent swimmer and fine in pools and lakes, the idea of being knocked over by a wave and never coming back up is a recurring nightmare.

Zombies. God, I ''hate'' zombies. What's dead should stay dead. Also, dead bodies in general. So creepy.

This troper is afraid of spiders. He also freaks out at the sight of cockroaches, but more of a paranoid BerserkButton way. His Blue Oni friend is afraid of dogs... Which doesn't stop her from petting her boyfriend's akita inu (a big, fluffy white dog, used for HUNTING BEARS in Japan).

This troper cannot stand two things: loud noises, since my ears are rather sensitive, and dogs, especially those who bark at every little thing.

Me? Dogs. Dogs dogs dogs. '''I don't give a shit if you say it's harmless/friendly.''' '''''I AM NOT GOING TO LET THAT THING GET NEAR ME IF I CAN HELP IT AT ALL.''''' Also, small solid objects flying around at head height. Like tennis balls, stuff like that.

Beta Maxis here. I do not like blood. AT ALL. Fake blood I can handle, but God help me if it shows up on MY end of a tv/computer screen.

I'm also weird about bare feet. I think they're actually kind of cute on girls, especially with their toenails painted, but I will NOT touch them. I also wont show my own bare feet, sometimes not even in my house.

This troper has a fear of heights. It's not too bad, he just gets antsy being on high bridges, on roofs or near windows on upper floors of tall buildings, etc. But then there was one time when he volunteered to be a test subject for a virtual reality system being developed by his university's engineering school. Halfway through the test, this troper found himself in a virtual room with a 25-foot drop below a narrow bridge about a foot wide that he was supposed to walk across, and it was realistic enough to terrify him. After it was over, the experimenters showed him a graph of his galvanic skin response over the course of the test, and there was a gigantic spike during the narrow-bridge portion. This troper would still do it again in an instant, though.

This troper has irrational fear of vomiting (emetophobia), loud noises (ligyrophobia), and is unconsciously jumpy around dogs. BANG! Hlorff! Woof! AAAARRGGHH! They're getting milder over time, though.

This troper is afraid of worms because he finds them extremely disgusting. He never, ever touched a worm or a maggot and can spot them from metres away. He's even afraid of earth as well as flys because of this. His fear of worms got much better in recent years, but he still wouldn't touch them.

This troper has a fear of microscopic imagery, like the electron microscope kind. G'ICK!! They give me the creeps horribly. ''The texture...''

For this troper, it's mostly snakes. Although she has got a thing about dead stuff. Once, she had to pick up a recently-deceased cockroach. Despite using a napkin to pick it up in, cue shrieking of "EWWWWWWWW!" and spriting to the trash can to toss that thing.

This troper is terrified of heights. No, not being in a high place (though I'm also terrified of that), I mean I am literally terrified when looking at tall buildings. I have no idea why.

Two things: I only get moderately nervous in enclosed spaces (I don't think there are many people who are totally sanguine in an [=MRI=] machine...), but I ''cannot'' have my hands restrained. My brother came up behind me once when we were kids and grabbed my wrists from behind. This got him rammed backwards into the wall. The other thing: Even though the guidance counselor recommended nursing school among my options, I turned it down. I can build a computer out of a pile of parts, but give me various fluids coming out of ''people''? Forget it. It's not even hemophobia (blood), it's all the other stuff! Cue the reverse peristalsis. I think I was a Cybertronian in a previous life.

I like to think i'm moderatly brave. I handle violence well. Heights don't bother me. I find spiders, bats, and rats adorable in a sort of Pug Ugly fashion. As far as fears go, i tend to think mine are fairly rational. I'm terrified of dying to the point that trying to imagine what it would be like honestly makes me feel like crying like a small child, for example. Don't talk to me about Slugs or Snails, though. I cannot stand being near them, and will be rendered into a pottymouthed pansy that would probebly be whimpering, were it possible to do so given my vocal range. They're disgusting, ugly, their slow speed only adds to the meanece and oh ye gods NO JUST NO. The sad part is i have no idea at all where the phobia comes from in the first place. Months bother me, as well, though i do have a good reason for this one; in summer, i like to leave my bedroom window open to let in a little fresh air. Unfortunetly for me, my nightly ritual involves watching TV until i collapse, and sometimes forget to turn my bedside lamp off before letting the sandman make me his bitch for the evening. I would usually wake up with moths sitting on my TV screen, my lampshade, or my FACE. The worst one being one time a few years back, when i was roused from my sleep in the middle of the night by the fluttering of 3 moths simply refusing to settle down and going batshit under my covers. Totally didn't help at the time my bedclothes consisted of boxer shorts and just that. Brr.

This troper has tokophobia. That's right, FEAR OF PREGNANCY/CHILD BIRTH! Sometimes I can't sleep at night, I have visions, it makes me want to vomit and I feel horribly ill and seeing/touching a pregnant belly is disgustingly unatural to me.

This troper is scared of spiders for several reasons. One is the legs. Nothing should have eight legs so well placed. Another is the fact that some spiders are hairy. And fucking enormous. That freaks me out quite a bit. The last reason? This troper's sense of touch is very sensitive, and the mere thought of a spider walking over my arm with those ''eight fucking legs'' absolutely terrifies me.

Hippos. They're big blubbery things that KILL MORE HUMANS THAN ANY CARNIVORE ON EARTH. I once visited a zoo where they had an 'underwater observation' exhibit for the hippos. I was 8, and, being naturally curious, went up and pressed my face against the glass to see better. Cue hippo coming up from below, opening it's ''peg-toothed mouth wider than I was tall'' and '''''gnawing on the glass in an attempt to eat me'''''. Since that day, I can't look at a picture of a hippo, a video with a hippo in it, or even a hippo stuffed animal. A part of me died when I found out they had invented Hippopotas.

I was ''terrified'' of hippos when I was small. I had a rhyming alphabet book about animals, in which "H is for hippos: when they get mad, they wreck boats," with a picture of a hippo looming up out of the water with its mouth open wide. I spent my entire visit to Disney World terrified not just of going ''on'' the Jungle River ride but of going ''anywhere near'' the Jungle River ride because of the hippo that does indeed attack the boat. Also our local pool was built up out of an old quarry. Except for the kiddie pool, it looks pretty much like a big lake. I wouldn't go any deeper into the main pool than I could walk, because it looked too much to me like the rocky pool in the hippo exhibit at the zoo and ergo, I was sure there were hippos out in the deep end.

I am also scared (though not quite as badly) of possums, baboons, roaches, crickets, swinging bridges, and mirrors in a dark room. And the underbellies of horseshoe crabs. Not horseshoe crabs in general... just their underbellies.

And on a random note, I find Platypuses to be one of the more adorable deadly creatures in the world...

Since I have a lot of cuts and broken fingernails, I am not scare of blood, but I recently charactered a alien superhero who dressed like an angel for a solo Cartoon Action Hour game who has a weakness to blood--but that give me the logical idea to bring in the usual "can't kill lie" from the SliverAge.

I'm deathly afraid of parasites, particularly ticks. My sister is studying entomology in grad school and working on a research project about... you guessed it! Ticks.

I'm 15 Years old, 1.85 mtrs tall and weigh 95 kilos, I'm not afraid of any kind of animals or thugs, hell, friends ask me to come with them when they are afraid of something... But there's one thing I found absolutely terryfing... I'm scared of the darkness. When I'm in pitch-black darkness, I panic , and desperately start looking for something that shines. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

This troper is TERRIFIED of spiders, but only real or realistic-looking ones. She can handle Spinarak, Ariados and Queen Bella just fine...just don't make her watch the Aragog scene. OH GOOOOOODDD. While this troper is one of the nicest people she knows(albeit a tad reluctant to interact with people on her own, more willing to let them start a conversation), she becomes a raging fiend when a live spider is present, stomping it into the ground WAY more times than necessary screaming DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!!! Also, overexaggeration of facial expressions in cartoons, such as eyes leaping out of the skull in surprise WITH THE OPTIC NERVE ATTACHED, has left her afraid of anything at all going near her eyes unless she's the one putting it there in the first place. (Coraline did absolutely NOTHING to help with this fear.) She also does not like the dark, especially when she is home alone, though darkness is not a problem when there's snow on the ground.

This troper is fine with spiders (they're Cute}} kinda cute...) but can't stand Daddy-Long legs. She's also got a sorta irrational fear of apples, after having gone to an apple orchard, and eating one of the apples for lunch, and seeing oh what's this? There's a hole in that seedOH GOD IT'S A GINORMOUS WORM-MAGGOT THING GET IT AWAY GET IT AWAY. Oh, and also leeches. One time, I was hiking, and saw a nice lake. I decided to jump in, and got close to a calmer part, away from the waterfall. I pulled my hand out, and there's a black thing on it. So, I put my hand back in the water to wash it off and HOLY CRAP WHY ARE THERE NOW LIKE TEN OF THOSE. That's also when I developed an irrational fear of swimming in places that are not publically-regulated pools. Oh, and bees. AGH.

This troper has a particularly bizarre fear. Ready to hear it? Ketchup. Yes, ketchup. Just smelling it can almost make me throw up and if I see it anywhere near me or somehow get some on me, I'll have a full-out panic attack.

This troper is phobic of broken or dislocated bones (among other things) and is getting over her fear of crossing streets. Crossing streets is an extension of the dislocation phobia. It's really not as irrational as it sounds (first person now):

The dislocated bone thing comes from having the same injury over fifty times. Dislocated kneecaps, to be specific. As for crossing streets... When I was thirteen, I was on my way home from a friend's house, crossing a street, when my right kneecap dislocated to the outer side of my leg. That, and dragging myself home afterward while hoping not to get hit by a car, made a rather lasting impression on me.

This troper hate spiders. Small ones aren't a problem, but big ones? Nuh-uh. Strangely enough, this troper plays ResidentEvil and can handle the zombie monkeys, zombie dogs and such, but tends to go into a HeroicBSOD upon the giant spiders.

This female troper has a few fears, some of them being more standard then others. There's the usual drowning, clowns, falling, those kinds of fears. Then there's being caught outside in a thunder and lightning storm. Her strangest one, or what some people would probably consider her strangest fear: a fear of sex and/or childbirth (mostly sex, though). It's not just a fear, either, but a beserk button, as a guy once said to her (when she was 11, no less!) that the only reason women have a reason/purpose to exist was to have his and another man's babies, and that other then that, they were useless and completely below men. She doesn't like being around dangerous chemicals or sharp objects either, only because she has a very strong compulsion to hurt herself whenever she's around anything sharp or hot. Oh...and...erm, she also has a rather severe social phobia. This troper is a little bit messed up in the head, why ask?

@/{{Scrounge}} does not like birds. At all. It's more an irrational hatred than a fear, though, if only because the nearby birds don't tend to show up in Hitchcock-esque numbers or come any larger than sparrow-sized. He will not go near birds in pet stores... The noise makes him very uncomfortable. Any actual birds of prey are right out... Won't even get close enough to ''see'' the damn thing if he can help it.

For some reason, This Troper is terrified of heights, even though he climbs as one of his hobbies. making this up disclaimer}} I shit you not. I also don't like red things (although I've got a lot better since I was seven), thanks to a small joke of my dad's while cycling. As a side note, don't say a statue just moved, even in jest. I will probably kill you in my determination to get out of the area.

I've just realised that I've got two other fears which I failed to mention: spiders (I really shouldn't have flicked through that book on poisonus spiders when I was young: I've got a lot better about this one thanks to playing The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the Ring video game, as daft as it sounds) and anything which flies and is an insect. Probably stems from the fact I was stung by a bee on the neck when I was six. Recently (as of April), this troper's stepmother had to remove a wasp from my bedroom which was too far away for me to reach because I'd left the window open and it was on the window. And a second one was still in the room for two days before I found it dead under my accordion.

This troper loves bugs. She thinks spiders are cute and cuddly, plays with bees (and miraculously has never been stung by one), and thinks cicadas are pure awesome. Doesn't stop her from being absolutely terrifies of cockroaches, especially dead ones. At my summer camp, I was usually the one called on to deal with any sort of insect problem, since I could be trusted to take daddy long-legs and eight-inch centipedes out side without freaking out. The exception? I was once called in to deal with something in the bathroom, but ran out screaming when it turned out to be a roach. Another time, a dead cockroach was on the desk next to mine when I walked into history class. I immediately backed away to the nearest corner... which just happened to be the one containing the trash cans. So when a particularly brave (and, in this troper's oppinion, probably insane) student picked it up by one of the legs and carrying toward the trash with the rest of the class cheering her on, this troper screamed, dropped everything she was holding, and nearly collapsed. She's hated that class ever since.

This troper does not like snakes. Really. I scream, I cry, I hyperventelate. I cannot be anywere near snakes without going pale and shaking. One one of my first days at my current (and last as of June) high school, a friend and I walked into the girl's washroom to find two girls talking, one just so happened to holding a snake. My friend and I quickly walked out before I could cause a scene. Thank God I live in a city; chances of me running into a snake in the wild in an urban setting is pretty slim.

This troper has a strange phobia of aquatic creatures. She can't look at a picture of a fish without almost fainting.

Seriously? I thought I was the only one! Once, when my little brother gave me a bag with a fish in it I screamed and dropped it.

I'm afraid of basement windows. Regular windows at night scare me--you can't tell what might be looking back in at you, and part of me always half-expects to see something strange behind me in the reflection on the glass--but those little half-sized ones at the top of the basement wall freak me out even during the day. I always expect to see something looking down in at me. Probably goes back to when {{Poltergeist}} was out in theaters and some idiot scheduled a trailer for it in the middle of afternoon cartoons. So I'm seven years old, watching DuckTales, and all of a sudden BAM, I'm watching that scene from Poltergeist sees himself age and rotting the mirror. Because it was so sudden and I didn't know what I was looking at, I interpreted it as something looking in a little window at him.

Then of course, basements in general make me nervous. Even when they're finished, they tend be all dank and musty and spooky. The one in my parents' house would pretty much have to be on fire to get me to go down there after dark.

I'm not anymore, but as a small child I was scared out of my mind by those robotic dinosaurs that went on display at museums starting in the 1980s. At four years old I planned to be a paleontologist when I grew up, and I was a very serious, logical child. I knew for damn sure that they were all dead, so a whole room of large, roaring, lurching dinosaurs Could Not Be. Clearly the only reason they could be there was to eat me. Just seeing one sent me into such a panic that there was nothing in my head except to get away from them as fast as I could. I mostly got over it as a young teen. But when I saw a display of them at the local mall a few years ago and stopped to admire how much prettier and more realistic they were than when I was a kid, the allosaur I was standing next to darted its eye to look right straight at me. And even knowing full well that it was a harmless robot, I still sort of squeaked and jumped back from the railing.

I'm afraid of ghosts. There's nothing where I live now, but I grew up in a house with at least two, I lived in a dorm that was campus-famous for being haunted during college (and between three and five different ghosts), and I still have to house sit for my parents, whose house has as many as four. I've seen them, I've heard them, I've felt them touch my arms and hair. I ought to be used to them by now, but they just scare me half to death. I'm friends with lots of hippie types who tell me "oh, just tell it to leave you alone and it won't hurt you," but I just freeze up whenever I have the feeling that I'm not quite alone by myself. I love old houses, but I could never rent/buy one; the thought of what might still be there scares me too much.

Likewise, zombies terrify me. Just looking at pictures of them makes me nervous. Ninety seconds of 28DaysLater that I saw by accident on TV gave me a mild panic attack at the time and kept me from sleeping for days. Seriously, the zombies in the fricking ''{{Thriller}} video'' scare me enough that I turn it off when they stop dancing. Phobia of dead things + highly squeamish about violent gore/human suffering + too high strung too enjoy imagining the world coming to a horrible end = I can't even imagine what's supposed to be fun about a ZombieApocalypse or why the Internet thinks they're awesome.

Well, if it helps at all Cracked.com has two fairly engaging articles on the subject.

This troper is ranidaphobic, yes i'm afraid of frogs and toads they scare the hell out of me since im a kid,im not afraid of snakes, spiders or even scorpions but i can't stand toads or frogs i'm brazilian and there few places here where you cant find them. Its like playing the phobia level of the game of life in the hardest setting. The worse of all is that when i'm on a trip or when they invade my house i am the one who always notice their presence. Why did Had to be Frogs?

this troper has a similer experience only much less severe living in texas. I don't go out at night, not out of fear of murderers or something like that but because every goddamn frog is nocturnal. My family thinks i'm crazy and always get on me from running from little frog. Though this troper is fine with snakes and even fucking alligators (utill they try to kill me of course)lizards also scare the shit out of me. i always worry they will crawl in through holes since that actually happened to me before. Several times. And my grendma has holes in her bathroom shower so every time i go in I worry a lizard will crawl out.

The same brazilian troper from above is here again just to tell you my friend, that i am not afraid of geckos and lizards for one reason and one reason only: the run from you when they notice your presence! Theres a little yellow gecko that loves coming into my house and barricade himself under the kitchen sink, he's usually outside at night and when he notices me, he runs. But the friggin small frogs keep scaring me, they're my worst nightmare! The only thing im glad for is that i dont live with my parents who have a garden that works like a resort for those pests. At least you live in Texas, could be worse like.. Florida Everglades....

I'm deathly afraid of three things, two of which sound bizarre out of context and one of which is purely psycological - I'm scared of escalators, my own knees, and failure. Escalators I'm terrified of (although I've gotten better in recent years, give me the option and I'll take the non-moving-grinding-teeth-bearing stairs, thanks) because I fell down one when I was very, very little - about three or four. According to my parents, I 'only' slipped down a couple of steps on the 'down' escalator, but all I can remember was being in pain and the groud carrying me AWAY from mama, who was trying to reach out and grab me back. Escalators are evil.

The second fear needs a little more explanation - due to dyspraxia, the ligament/muscle that holds my kneecap in place has always been poorly developed, and it only takes a little jolt for it to slip. Usually, my kneecap just pops out and I can pop it back into place without too much trouble, but if it twists and rips muscle in the right angle... I've been in cast for what my doctors call 'true' dislocations thrice, and even the mild ones hurt like a mother. I can just be walking along, perfectly normally, and then suddenly my leg twists and buckles and there's PAINPAINPAIN... I wear support bandages if I need to walk anywhere, more for my sanity than anything else.

Failure... well, no-one likes failing, right? Compared to my brother, I really fail at things that are sociologically important to my subconcious... having friends, a social life, remote understanding of things like numbers (I'm dyscalculate) and politics (my idea of which is screaming at someone until they back off) etc. It's gotten to the point where I just CAN'T try unless it's something where it doesn't matter, or that I know there's a higher chance of me succeeding. I HATE failing. I feel like I do it too often.

This troper has had many fears as a kid, although the most noteworthy was of BodyHorror. It all began when, during Vacation Bible School at his church ages ago, he got stuck in the Special Needs class (Because I wasn't being loug and obnoxious like the other boys in my class); where one of the teachers happened to have Down Syndrome. At the time this happened, I didn't know such a thing existed, so when I saw this inhuman creature who was only capible of speaking in grunts because of her misshapen jaw, I had an urge to run and hide somewhere from the living, breathing NightmareFuel that was in that room; seriously, Redeads and that damned piano in Big Boo's Haunt are nothing compared to that.

Squids... I-I can't STAND them!!"shivers uncontrollably"

Same troper as above, I think I hate all cephalopods equally to round it out.

Bugs in general for this troper. But especially roaches. Dear God... His stepdad is afraid of the big ones, too.

This Troper has a phobia of ''fruits''. Particularly bananas. I win.

This troper has quite a few phobias

she is deathly afraid of bees/wasps/hornets/what have you. Justified in that she is allergic to their stings-something she found out the hard way, no less.

she doesn't mind darkness/silence themselves, but any small light (like a red standby light or small clock display) in otherwise pitch darkness or any small, unexplained sound in otherwise complete silence gives her the creeps.

Pyrophobia/fear of flames, after a overheating furnace came close to catching her relatives' house on fire, she had continuous nightmares about flames. this troper's heat sensitivity doesn't help

This troper is intensely claustrophobic. Specifically, I'm afraid of being confined by anything. Be it small spaces, being tied up, etc. I'm probably more afraid of losing my freedom. Jails and mental hospitals provoke instantaneous panic attacks. Probably comes from stuff that happened to me in school. I was in a special class where the typical punishment was being locked in a carpet-walled closet that was about four feet by four feet. I already had anxiety about closed-in spaces. Sometimes, they'd get at least two teachers in there to restrain me with a basket hold, which involves crossing the arms over the torso and pulling them back from behind. Never mind that restraining an autistic person is not a good idea, but there have been reports of children dying from this restraint technique. These days if anyone even touches my wrists, I flip out.

This troper, for one, has a pretty big problem with this. In no particular order, I'm terrified of: bugs, ovens, darkness, closed in spaces, being alone in large places, and venus fly traps.

This troper is terrified of large, furry, moving things. Large dogs make her heart race, and don't even get her ''started'' on fursuits. If she were to ever go to a furry convention, the amount of fursuits would reduce her to a fearful, blubbering mess.

This troper has held snakes before. This troper isn't scared of bees. This troper will do almost anything besides eating something if someone asked her to. But she swears, if she sees a

Spider

Cockroach

Or a Canadian goose (My brother got them to attack us one summer at a lake)

She WILL use anyone or everyone as a meat shield.

This troper cannot for the life of him stand ''cows''. They might be the dumbest, laziest animals under the sun, but that still doesn't change the fact that they're fucking huge. More seriously though, he can sometimes be prone to kind of severe bouts of paranoia. Especially when he's alone and his brain manages to convince him he's ''not''. On more than one occasion when he was younger he literally snuck in his socks through the halls of his parents' silent empty house armed with a kitchen knife, ready to spring on whatever was hiding ''just behind that door''.

After a tree fell on her house during a storm, this troper developed an extremely irrantional fear of clouds. It lasted about a year before she moved on to sunshine.

This troper is extremely, and completely irrationally, afraid of ''ferris wheels''. Something to do with the utter lack of control and the rocking of the car that makes it feel like the car could fall to the ground at any moment. Said troper will also panic upon finding herself driving in front of an 18-wheeler (though she blames Steven Spielberg for that phobia).

This troper dislikes heights... and depths. Sometimes. If he's standing on something totally solid, he's fine. Twenty floors up in a building? ...I'll just be making my way back down, thank you. Similarly, caves and basements aren't good, because he can't stop himself from visualising the roof collapsing. For some reason, there's very little else he's actually scared of - but since noone in his family actually BELIEVES how scared he is of those two things, they keep trying to put him in situations involving them. Without telling him first.

Staying true to the trope title, this troper is completely, horrifically afraid of snakes. To the point of breaking down into tears when faced with a picture of one. She's getting queasy just thinking about it. :/

I have a few phobias, including the dark, ocular mutilation, and being alone. My most irrational fear, however, is phallainophobia- the fear of whales. It's just... They're HUGE. I think they're cool and I don't want them to go extinct, but if I saw a real whale I would have a heart attack. This wouldn't be a big deal except for the time my class WENT ON A WHALE-WATCHING TRIP. I didn't want to go, but I did anyway since everyone else was going and I didn't want to look like a wimp. We didn't actually see any, thank God, but I was very freaked out anyway. (This was in 8th grade, by the way.) I also have a fear of the insides of my wrists getting cut to the point that if you so much as TOUCH that part of my body I will freak out and may slap you. AND, due to my overly sensitive ears, loud noises scare me really badly.

This troper sympathsizes with you on the wrist phobia thing. I can't even touch the insides of my wrists, and rubbing them together to apply perfume freaks me out. (Luckily, I don't wear perfume much.)

I was playing DragonAge the other day, and got to Redcliffe. That overdressed fop started going on about beasties attacking the town. I said to myself; "They'd better not be zombies". "Walking Dead!" "Fuck you, I'm leaving."

I have a phobia of eating ''swiss roll'', as in the jam and sponge pudding. I seriously wish I was kidding. I also can't sleep in a completely dark room and get incredibly edgy on stairs, especially spiral staircases. I actually started majorly freaking out on a school trip as a result (dark spiral staircases with sparse hand rails are really not good).

This troper has a phobia of Yanderes. Since he doesn't believe in monogamy and has seen ''Audition'', this is perfectly justified.

This runs rampant on my father's side of the family. My father is deathly afraid of snakes, I'm terrified of spiders and water, my younger sister is afraid of any type of bug that can fly, one of my cousins can't stand even the sight of needles, my other cousin is afraid of heights, and we're all afraid of sudden loud noises.

This troper is afraid of two things: clowns and mascot costumes, especially fur suits. No, I'm not making this up.

I am veary afraid of(i'm not kidding)abnormally large animals and heights

I pretended to be scared of cards to avoid playing poker once. It worked, but it's because they were five year olds.

I hate RATS. I hate the very sight of them, and am always terrified of the idea of them crawling on me or biting me (it hasn't actually happened yet, but the various nightmares I've had about it happening are enough to have me ProperlyParanoid). Spiders? I'll brush them off without much concern. Lizards? I'm not scared of the sight of them, though the idea of touching them is kind of icky to me. But rats? No no no no no no no no no no no. I can't abide being in the same space as a rat; I'm more inclined to run the hell out of the room if I see even a hint of a rat's tail. And the worst part of it? Two things: knowing that my fear is legitimate as rats carry disease and contaminate just about anywhere they go, and that I live with a JerkAss of a father who has often ridiculed me over my musophobia (the clinical name for the fear).

Leeches. Oh God, Leeches, I have no idea why, though. And parasites that can get inside you. The thought of something I can't see to fight scares me. But my favorite animal is a snake, and there's nothing I love more than heights.

Spiders and Horses. As a zoologist I'm fine with scorpians, all manner of creepy crawlies and theing that could kill you, but spiders and horses scare the beejesus out of me..penguins too to a lesser extent. Also escalators. Although my biggest fear is I'll do something to my injured leg, the metal indide will come bursting out killing anyone within shrapnel range. but thats a different story.

This troper's ex boyfriend is afraid of snakes to the extent where he is also afraid of worms as, and I quote, "they look like baby snakes".

This troper will personally shit himself if he comes across a spider. How ironic that the big ones are less deadly than the ones you can barely see...

This troper's parents are more afraid of snakes than Indiana Jones. The mention of the word sends my dad into a panic. There is a reason I go off on my own at pet stores and zoos. This troper himself is afraid of wasps and spicy food but is fine with anything else.

I have a deathly fear of dead things (no pun intended). Whether it is that rotting road kill on the street, a display of a skeleton (besides dinosaurs for some reason), or taxidermy, I will stay the hell away from it all.

This troper has a bizarre fear: Agoraphobia. Which is effectively the reverse of Claustrophobia. Yep, I have a fear of ''large spaces.'' Normally I just feel really dizzy and light-headed (and like the space is trying to tear apart my body) but if I have to spend any time in a large space and know I can't leave whenever I want, I ''will'' have a panic attack. Here's a cheerful list of things that trigger it:

Stadiums.

Cathedrals.

Mountainscapes are this to an ''wonderful'' extreme. (I had a skiing holiday once, never again)

Airports are my personal hell; I'm stuck waiting to check in for who knows how long and I can't leave the luggage unattended and there are NO small places, anywhere.

Exam halls.

Indoor swimming pools.

Theatres. Although I get round this by regularly visiting my favourite ones so they stay familiar.

I can also get it just by looking up at something big. ''Anything'' big.

Looking up at the freaking ''stars'' at night. Space is big, really big.

The funny thing is it took me a long time to figure out what triggered it, and I first discovered this by casually walking into cathedrals, which meant for the most of my childhood whenever I got this feeling I presumed God was taking some time out of his busy schedule to just plain mess with me.

Whoa-ho! Well, I, here, don't necessarily fear all of the above but, I say... welcome to the club, son.

I REALLY hate static electricity. You know, when you touch metal and you get a shock? Millions would shrug it off, but me? OW OW OW OW! It feels like a scorpion sting! If not for the info that told me that touching metal with a key would let it absorb the shock and leave me feeling no pain, I would still be jumpier than ever!

Koumpounophobia- irrational fear of a certain type of clothing fastener (buttons to be precise [spoilered because some koumpounophobics don't even like to ''read'' the word]). This troper has known some people with it, and by all accounts the severe cases are just awful.

You would probably really hate {{Coraline}}, then...

This troper's personal worst fear is nyctophobia- not because the dark directly scares him, but because it acts as a canvas for the more... poisonous areas of his imagination to paint on. Every time he enters a darkened room, it feels like everything horrifying he can imagine is there, silently slinking about, just barely obscured by the shadows. It's vivid and consistent enough that he sometimes tries to guess what terrifying apparition will crop up next swarms of flesh-eating maggots at this troper's ankles are a perennial favorite, as is the ceiling-scurrying chitinous ''thing'' about to take a bite out of the back of his head.

This Troper is afraid of wasps and other stinging insects, and she has a darn good reason for it. Once when I was seven (I think) years old and going to the store with my parents, a wasp flew into the car. I got afraid and tried to swat it away. This, however, only made it angry, making it sting me just a few millimetres from the eye. The skin was thin enough there to make it bleed. I can watch bees in glass cages though. I also have a minor case of aerophobia, though I'm not afraid of flying.

This troper is terrified of wasps and bees. Also, heights. I remember being on the top floor of a building (Inside, though), when I looked out the window at the ground below, I damn near had a heart attack.

This troper is ''petrified'' of crabs and lobsters. Just the way they look.

Yo. One that someone will read something she didn't think about too hard and it will hang over the head for the rest of her life, resulting in some CannotSpitItOut moments. Why did it have to include personal conversations? She also has some more standard versions of this trope, but...see previous.

I really hate the dark. It's just - there could be ANYTHING in there. Murderers. Cannibals. Something watching me sleep (no, I haven't watched MarbleHornets). Inverted with a few things people find scary (jellyfish, lampreys).

This troper seemingly isn't afraid of anything. She'll watch any movie, read any book, anything. She's even known among her friends for being completely badass and not being scared to do anything. She actually does have two completely lame fears though. Haunted house rides, and hedgehogs. Yep. Of all things, hedgehogs. She does have childhood experiences that explain those fears, though, so at least they're not completely irrational...

I am really afraid of any animals under water. I love looking at them in an aquarium or a documentary or so, but I just get ''freaked out'' whenever something bumps into me while I'm in the water. That's also why I can't stand the sea. Tons and '''tons''' of jellyfish everywhere. ''*shudder*'' I'm also afraid of the darkness. While I really enjoy darkness in a familiar place (like my room), I can't stand it basically anywhere else. However, I really like both heights and enclosed spaces which is, I guess, atypical.

In my webcomic-to-be, one of the story arcs will be anime peoples taking over the world. One of the characters will yell out "ANIME PEOPLES?!? WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ANIME PEOPLES?!? CAN'T IT JUST BE FROG THINGS INSTEAD?!?"

This troper has a fear of humans. Need I say more?

You're afraid of humans. Something tells me YOU'RE not a human. Tell me what the fuck. (It would be preferred that you start your answer start with "The fuck is...")

Believe it or not, I am a human. Mirrors terrify me.

This troper is genuinely afraid of a surprising amount of things. Here's the list (as if anyone is ''that'' interested, haha): this list only includes phobias that can be found on the Phobia List. Believe it or not, I have ''more''.

Acrophobia (fear of heights): Even extends to bunk beds. Oddly enough, though, excludes high ropes. I ''love'' high ropes! :D

Agoraphobia (fear of open spaces): Not quite a fear...more of a strong sense of discomfort and unease.

Agraphobia (fear of sexual abuse): This is my absolute worst fear; not surprising considering it's kind of a PrimalFear.

Alektorophobia (fear of chickens): I blame OcarinaOfTime.

Androphobia (fear of men): Again, more of an immense discomfort than a paralyzing fear.

Ankylophobia (fear of joint immobility): My mom and her mom both had arthritis by age 50; I don't plan to live that long, because arthritis ''really'' freaks me out.

Anthrophobia (fear of flowers): This one is really weird...for as long as I can remember, I've always been heavily averse to even the image of one, or anything resembling one.

Apiphobia (fear of bees): And wasps, etc.

Arsonphobia (fear of fire): I can ''just'' barely bring myself to light candles.

Bathophobia (fear of depths): Well, I can't exactly swim.

Cynophobia (fear of dogs): Probably my very oldest phobia. I have a vague memory of my parents trying to break me of it when I was three.

Enochlophobia (fear of crowds): Despite the fact that I ''love'' small spaces (I'm the very antithesis of a claustrophobe), I ''will'' have a panic attack if there are people on all sides of me instead of walls.

Gymnophobia (fear of nudity): I hate naked bodies. I just can't stand looking at them. I also refuse to be nude.

Haphephobia (fear of being touched): I also flinch if someone touches something that's near me, like the chair I'm sitting on.

Herpetophobiaphobia (fear of creepy crawlies): Bugs, basically.

Kolpophobia (fear of genitals): I will do anything to avoid seeing genitals (or boobs).

Nosocomephobia (fear of hospitals): One of those fears that's more of a discomfort. Still...they're just so ''white''. It's creepy!

Phallophobia (fear of male genitals): Because male private parts bother me more than female.

Poinephobia (fear of punishment): This one pervades my life in a rather subtle fashion.

Zoophobia (fear of animals): I can't go near the vast majority of animals. Domesticated cats are probably the sole exception, but only if they're declawed. I also love feeding ducks, but that doesn't involve being close enough to touch them.

Wasps. And objects being thrown hard at me, in this case gym balls. One of the reasons I hate gym.

This troper loves most things people are afraid of: Sharks (he's swam with them and finds baby sharks super cute), gore, dead bodies, hospitals, snakes, knives, guns, flying, needles, etc. Ok, so maybe he doesn't love dead bodies and needles, but he can handle them almost non-chalantly. (Well, the dead body part is pure speculation; he's never seen one in person). But god forbid spiders, wasps, or big bumblebees get involved. He can't even watch Aragog in the film version of ''Chamber of Secrets'' anymore (though it was with great relish that he viewed Aragog's dead and rotting corpse in the film version of ''Half Blood Prince''). He hates spiders so much, that his hatred extends to sea spiders. Though oddly, he loves Lobsters (and beetles too, now that ya mention it). The wasp and bumblebee phobia is less severe, though he will stop dead in his tracks if he sees one flying near him.

I am normally relatively fearless and am a lover of "scary" animals, but there are two things that scare me: hypodermic needles (especially IVs or blood tests) and visibly hot or molten things. This second fear is probably because my Grandmother used to work in a steel plant, and the idea of the molten steel terrified me. I'm fine with fire, but any kind of smithing, lava, or (worst of all) molten metal scare me s***less! I'm even mildly creeped out by the heating elements on stoves.

This troper has a case of megalophobia-- the fear of things significantly larger than me. I get very upset when faced with anything of a certain size, but the most pronounced trigger is large paintings (Such as this one, which I've seen in person-- it is ''massive'', and I broke out into a cold sweat upon seeing it). I absolutely cannot go near them, and I'll only ever get in the same room as one if I can hold someone's hand while I'm in there. Seriously. I'm mainly afraid that the wires holding them up will break, and the painting will fall on me. Sometimes, the subject matter doesn't help.

This troper is pretty claustrophobic. Not to the point of being freaked out by being in an elevator, but he gets the ''chills'' if he sees someone crawling through a vent on TV or in a movie.

I am terrified of spiders, drowning, dying of anything other than old age, my own blood in large amounts(aside from my period, and I'd cheerfully explain why if it wasn't going to {{Squick}} some people), and going blind.

This tropette is so scared of snakes, you can not convince her to watch Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets even if you tried.

I'm fine with blood, the dark, bones (including human ones), most dead bodies (haven't seen a dead person though, though I might eventually) spiders, snakes, needles, most bugs (although if they have too many legs they are just plain disgusting.) So what do I really fear? Mannequins. You know, the ones the use to display clothes at shops. I just always get this feeling that they move when I can't see them. This is also the case for some statues. Being alone for a long time also does bad things to my brain...

Oh, and I haven't got fear of heights. I've got POST-fear of heights. I'm fine with airplanes, but if I've been strolling along some random place with a hundred feet drop down on solid asphalt, I don't get scared until I'm back down on solid ground. I'll just suddenly start shaking at the thought that I COULD have fallen. It feels ridiculous...

This troper has a particular fear of wasps, hornets and yellow jackets. Bees are okay, as long as they don't attack me or anything, but wasps...NoJustNo. I guess it's a case of WhatMeasureIsANonCute, because bumblebees and honeybees are like the {{Moe}} of the bee world, whereas, in case you haven't noticed, the average yellow jacket looks like it crawled out of a bee-farm in hell! And they attack for no damn reason! It doesn't help that I ''live'' in a region where there's a species of them which are bigger, nastier, and eat meat. Sure, I tend to overreact to them, but could you blame me?

I'm not the kind of person who you would expect to be afraid of anything. I LOVE snakes and frogs and all that stuff. But I am terrified of dolls and bugs. Especially spiders. And moths. There is a GIANT MOTH in my bathroom right now, and I refuse to take a shower until it is gone.

This Troper has a horribly irrational fear of insects and spiders. It's gotten to the point where I whimper (read: suppressed scream of terror) and recoil away from these things. Strangely, the fear shrinks as the size of those bugs increases. Must be the fact that you don't notice the small ones until it's too late. Brrrr.

This female troper is afraid of most heights (and by extension, falling. Even into a trust fall), drowning, fire (but with a strange fascination for it...), clowns (thank you, IT), dogs (big ones, anyway, especially if I didn't know the dog when it was still a little puppy) and being abandoned. I also have minor {{Claustrophobia}}. Not really in a room, so much as having a person on either side of me and behind me when they're a lot taller than me. Also, goddamed stinging insects. I must have touched the bee or whatever it was with my elbow (it was in a tall patch of wheat and my elbow barely went into it) and it stung me. I've gotten over my arachnophobia (partially. At least, I have no issues crushing them) after a Daddy Long Legs decided to crawl all over my arm (I thought it was my hair at first, but I'd just gotten it cut sooo...). Now I just think they're creepy. On the other hand...

My friend gave the cutest (yet somehow not very girly...) scream when a dead spider rolled out of his pillow case when we were on the phone (which he dropped). His solution was to lock himself in the bathroom and refuse to come out for hours. Luckily there were no spiders in the bathtub (he checked when I asked). He's actually afraid of all kinds of bugs (decreeing that anything with more than four legs is unnatural and freaky). Given that he's usually this irritable, moody, grouchy kid, this fear is actually kind of adorable. Given his complete fear of bugs, I wonder if he's scared of butterflies. I know he's freaked out by moths.

This troper is afraid of most kinds of insects - especially spiders. More specifically, I'm afraid of swallowing spiders in her sleep. Other fears include flying, "mental blackouts" during tests and losing teeth. The last one might have been brought on by reading the summary of "The Fly" and having a nightmare about losing hair and teeth and stuff that night. Also, I was once afraid of elevators (cured when going to a hotel late at night and just being too tired to walk up stairs, now elevators are my best friends) and needles. Made visits to the doctor real fun: I'd scream and kick and completely freak out whenever I needed a vaccination or it was time for taking my annual blood sample. Got over it mostly, but still... not fun. Also, when I was younger, I used to be really afraid of blood. I once nearly fainted on noticing I had a nosebleed.

This troper is terrified of anything medical. Doctors, blood, needles, you name it. She is especally afraid of those saws used to cut bone in the civil war.

This troper is scared of elevators, after being dragged on the Hollywood Tower of Terror in Disneyland/ California Adventure. Thought it was interesting, had a great story, and fully expecting a raise up, then a plunge, and that's it. Not expecting that to happen about fifty times. After the ride, she was in tears, too scared to speak, and shaking violently. Not long later, she had to go down a real elevator in the Kodak Theater, and again to go to her hotel room at 12AM. After that, she took the stairs, except when they were leaving the hotel and she had her luggage and HAD to. yes, she clung to the rail and the nearest person every time.

This troper is afraid of needles, open heights (such as roller coasters and ferris wheels) and dogs.

This troper has insectophobia/entomophobia and right now her room is CRAWLING with them. She can't sleep, they rest on her blankets, so she chucked them off the bed and plans on staying up the entire night. There are six or seven in plain sight, and one 1-inch thing she hopes is smothered under a blanket... just a few hours till dad wakes up, just a few hours till dad wakes up...

I'm another wasp-o-phobe. Or whatever the term is. May have something to do with that nest of the things that I lived right underneath as a kid. Only one Series/DoctorWho episode has ever given me nightmares, and unlike most tropers, it wasn't ''Blink'' or any other Moffat episode - it was ''The Unicorn and the Wasp''. ScreamsLikeALittleGirl at its finest.