#tension

[trinethramnews]

Tension in Maisampet : మైసంపేట్‌లో ఉద్రిక్తత

Tension in Maisampet : మైసంపేట్‌లో ఉద్రిక్తత

Tension in Maisampet : త్రినేత్రం న్యూస్ : నిర్మల్ జిల్లా : కడెం మండలం, రెవెన్యూ అధికారులను అడ్డుకున్న నచ్చన్ ఎల్లాపూర్ గోండుగూడ గిరిజనులు..

[bass-si]

Commission for Тургор fan

[soloyapper]

*𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘵 ! *

Part 1

(Caleb : You)

You had just come back from a quick trip to the convenience store to get yourself your favorite ice cream. When you walk in, you take off your shoes and put the ice cream box in the freezer after taking one out. You walk to the couch and let your body flop lazily onto the soft cushion. You take your phone and look at your screen. No word from him yet. Caleb has been working nonstop and is uncharacteristically not texting you for a while now. Usually, if he’s busy, he’d just leave a few messages there to let you know he still thinks of you, but this time it’s different. It’s been a few weeks since you moved into his house in Skyhaven, and the decor has changed a little since then. You added a few of your personal touches, and he’d let you because he said that anything that reminds him of you would always bring him more happiness than anything in the world. Your face is illuminated by your screen, and you close your phone. You start to feel a little irritated.

- What could be so important? Is he... mad at me? No, Caleb would never not tell me… I’m sure it’s just work. Yeah, definitely work…

You set your phone face down on the table in front of you and turn on the TV to play some music to relax your mind and body. You get up, pick a book, and sit back down and immerse yourself in the story. As the afternoon light dims away and rain keeps pouring, you hear the door open. You lift your head and look down the hall where Caleb stands completely drenched. He takes off his shoes and walks into the living room as he takes off his hat. He stands in front of you, and his expression is stone-cold and firm until your eyes finally meet and his demeanor softens. As you try to hide the little bit of annoyance from the ignored messages you sent, he crouches down in front of you, and as he gives you those eyes, he says in a soft voice:

- Hey, pipsqueak, I saw your messages as soon as I entered my office. I was out all day and forgot my phone, and right when I saw your messages, I rushed back here…

He looks down, then back at you, seemingly guilty, and says in an even quieter and remorseful voice:

- Are you mad at me?

Silence stretches as your thoughts run wild. Why does he look so damn cute and hot at the same time?? And why are you even annoyed at him to begin with? It’s not like you guys are dating or anything. You’re here for a temporary stay, and he’s the colonel obviously he’s busy-busy. But that soft voice, and those droplets of water on his hair, lashes, skin, and uniform, really are doing something to you. The fact that the first thing he does is come looking for you, to look up at you as he’s soaking wet from rain to apologize… You blink at the realization that you’ve been quiet for too long, and when you speak, you hesitate. Should I tell him the truth?

- Well, at first… (Fuck it) At first, I was a bit irritated. I thought you’d ignore me for some reason or that you’d finally get pissed at my presence here… But it’s reassuring to hear it was all in my head.

You try to laugh it off for a bit, but as soon as your words come out, he frowns and looks deeply into your eyes.

- You really think I’d ever be tired of you? We know each other for way longer than whatever this is. I’d never be tired of you, pipsqueak.

His eyes look at your face as if trying to remember every little detail. His gaze drifts slowly to your lips, and you notice. He sees that you seem to catch what he was looking at, and he stands up, letting a soft smile appear on his face. He gently pats your head and says:

- Let me guess, you had ice cream for dinner?

His gentle laugh breaks the tension as he walks to his room.

- As soon as I get changed and cleaned up, I’ll make you your favorite. Don’t fall asleep on me just yet, pips.

He winks and disappears into his room. The scent of rain, apples, and clean, grounding woods remains where he was standing just now, and for some reason, you miss it already. You wanted him to look at you with those eyes for just a little longer, and maybe you’d wished for him to have given you a little more than anticipated. You find yourself in a weird spot. You’d usually fight back, but this time, it’s like you were hypnotized into letting it go?

[evii-21]

megumi has been taking the brunt of your wild hormones with his usual stoic indifference for days, but tonight his restraint finally cracks. no shouting, no lecturing—just a complete shift in power when he decides he's had enough of the snappy arguments.

by evil-21💕

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the tension in yours and megumi's apartment had been building for a few days now. for whatever reason, your hormones had been completely different from usual, leaving you in a constant state of frustration towards your lover. you were snappy, stressed, and restless, and all that built-up irritation got directed entirely at megumi.

throughout most of it, he was his usual cold, stoic self. every time you got mad over small things, he would just stare at you with those calm, midnight blue eyes, give you a short sigh, and turn back to something else. the coldness of his demeanor only made you more irritated, wondering if he even cared about your feelings at all.

until friday night.

you were pacing around yours and his bedroom—the one you haven’t slept close together in for days—huffing over some minor problem in a sharp, aggressive tone. sitting on the office chair was megumi, silently scouring through a mission report.

"do you even care that i'm upset?! do you even listen to me?!" you snapped, stopping right behind his chair. "or are you just going to ignore me this whole time?!"

the room went painfully silent. your husband didn’t sigh this time. megumi slowly closed the mission report and stood up.

when he turned to look at you, his face wasn’t angry—he didn't shout, he didn't even raise his voice. but that look in his eyes made your throat immediately go dry. the cold stare was completely gone, replaced by a dark, intense focus that made him look incredibly dangerous. it made your face go pale.

he took one slow, menacing step towards you. you instinctively took a step back, but your foot hit the end of your bed.

"i have been patient for three days," megumi said, his voice dropping an octave lower than usual, the sound vibrating straight through your body.

before you could snap back at him, his arms shot forward, his fingers gripping tightly around your waist with a surprisingly strong grip. in one smooth, dominant motion, he threw you onto the mattress, leaning over you instantly so you couldn’t move and were completely under his control.

he placed his hands on either side of your head, locking you down with his sheer presence. the sudden shift in power was dizzying—almost arousing—and all the angry, snappy energy you had been holding onto evaporated by the second. you weren’t in control anymore, and you realized that the moment he threw you down. the sharp gasp as you looked up at him just made the air feel thicker.

megumi leaned down to look right back at your beautifully stunned face, his eyes briefly tracing the clothes that hugged you tightly in all the best places. his face was inches from yours, his messy spiked hair casting shadows over his eyes. his gaze locked into yours with a deep focus that demanded your immediate attention.

"are you done yelling now? because from now on, you're going to do everything that i tell you to do."

im sorry if theres any spelling errors its my first time 😔😔💔

plus if there’s mischaracterisation i’m sorry too

[lalo284]

وإني اتجاهل ولستُ بجاهلٍ؛ وغضيضٍ للبصر ولستُ بأعمى🤷‍♀️🫵

[violetmuses]

Madhouse - S. Rollins 🖤

Fandom: WWE 

Trope: “Complicated” Relationship  

Character: Seth Rollins 

Pairing: Seth Rollins + Female Reader 

Summary: With him, life became unpredictable…

Author’s Note: Hi! Here’s another drabble. Feedback would be greatly appreciated and thank you so much for checking out my work always. - V💜

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2026 

Once production stopped rolling one night, his eye contact might as well burn like your skin. Even his shattering theme song rattled in your ears after the show. 

Curly hair turned down. Still shirtless after his match. Sporting leather pants while marching signature boots in the hallway.

Security personnel escorted him out, but those eyes wouldn't leave.

And yet, your heart knew so much better, acting like he’s invisible to keep emotions from running off the deep end. 

Because if you ever looked at him, there’s no going back. 

[depressed-demoness]

I don't know if I'm like super muscular or if I'm just really tense, but I'm gonna pretend it's the former 'cause it boosts my ego :P