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oikawasass · 5 years ago

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Oh boy I saw boyfriend hc with Iida, so would it be okay to ask for hc for Bakugo, Midoriya and Todoroki as boyfriends? 💞

general relationship headcanons.

‣ pairing : bakugo, todoroki, midoriya x fem reader. (separate)

‣ headcanons.

‣ warnings : swearing, nsfw topics.

Bakugo Katsuki.

bakugo would be an amazing boyfriend and you cannot convince me otherwise.

things are never boring with this mf.

everyone knows bakugo wouldn’t date someone if he didn’t truly have a strong attraction to them or if he didn’t really know them, so right off the bat, there’s quite a bit of trust in your relationship.

fighting :

arguments are a given in a relationship with bakugo, so be prepared to scuffle.

and be prepared for those scuffles to turn into lots of screaming and yelling.

bakugo doesn’t like to fight or argue with you, he doesn’t enjoy it one bit. it’s just… bakugo.

he isn’t one to instantly go and apologize right away once he feels bad or realizes he may have been in the wrong, but after some stubbornness and ignoring, he’ll try to bring himself to some kind of an apology, or try to find some kind of a way to make amends, so be patient with him pls.

gifts :

when it comes to gifts, bakugo isn’t a huge gift giver. he isn’t the type to just buy you something if it reminded him of you.

plus you already have him so what other gifts could you need.

but he will buy you nice things on important events. birthdays, holidays, anniversaries and such. he bought you matching promise rings on your one year.

“tch, dont look so happy. this is just a place holder till I get to put a real ring on your finger.”

and you teased him about him saying something so soft to no end.

dates :

you two don’t do the whole fancy uptight dates thing.

movie nights, late-night park walks and study/workout dates are the move for you two.

if you’re not actually going anywhere, then you just like to sit in either of your dorms and cuddle and talk about whatever random topics come to mind. expect lots of play fighting too.

cuddling / physical attention :

cuddling? bakugo touch-starved-baby katsuki is his name.

early into your relationship, he won’t be too keen on being clingy or super cuddly as he’s too tsundere and a teeny bit awkward.

but once you’ve hit that comfortable mark of a few weeks or a month, he will be on that shit.

growing up without very much sweetness or softness showed towards him, once he’d experienced it with you, he was addicted.

big spoon or die. except for when he’s sleepy.

he’s the type of boyfriend that when you guys are just chilling in your dorm, he’ll just

smack your ass, grab your ass, appreciate from afar (rarely,) pat it and play the drums on it.

he’s just an ass man.

not much pda, but he’s always got your hand held tightly in his or an arm around you while you walk through the halls.

kissing :

he love love loves to kiss your lips. somethin’ about your soft and plush ones up against his own just makes his heart feel a certain tenderness.

kiss his cheeks or nose in public and watch how red his face goes. then watch him pout about it and ignore your requests for smooches for a little until he starts wanting them too.

long and heated make-outs with you straddling his lap are his favourite.

sexual aspects :

you two most likely won’t wait until you’re older to be sexual, as long as you’re okay with it then so is katsuki.

but he’ll wait until you’re ready for anything like that, he doesn’t want to force you into anything. he most likely won’t be ready himself until at least 7 or so months into the relationship.

it comes down mostly to his quirk and him not wanting to hurt you.

but once you two have had your first time, expect many more. I imagine katsuki has quite the high libido.

Todoroki Shoto.

you two would have such a sweet relationship.

he grew up without feeling very loved or cherished, and you were the first to ever show him such feelings and emotions.

it takes him a while to learn to properly embrace or accept them? but once he does, all is lovely.

you’d have to really… impress todoroki for him to catch some kind of feelings for you. not strength or looks wise, but with your personality. so there’s hardly doubt when it comes to shoto’s adoration for you.

fighting :

fights with shoto don’t happen often. and when they do, they aren’t super nasty or loud. I can imagine they’d only happen over large disagreements or worries between you two.

when the fights are bigger, he’ll take some time to give the both of you a chance to cool down, and then try his best an apology.

he doesn’t like to fight at all. it makes some bad childhood memories resurface for him as expected, so you both try your best to avoid it. alas, it’s inevitable in relationships, unfortunately. but you two manage surprisingly well.

gifts :

will genuinely buy you the whole world if you pout enough. he cannot resist a pout.

he constantly buys you sweet little gifts! which were probably way too expensive, but it’s not his credit card anyway right?

if he sees something he thinks you would enjoy or that reminds him of you, cha ching $$ there’s more money out of endeavor’s bank account. you deserve anything and everything that will make you smile!

dates :

similar to bakugo, I feel as if you two wouldn’t do the whole fancy dates thing. unless you want to! then he’s all for it.

but you two much prefer to go to cafe’s or smaller, cuter and less populated restaurants. gotta maintain the cute couple aesthetic.

coffee and tea dates! library dates! park dates! sightseeing! allat cute jazz you see people on the gram do and go “aw i wish.”

cuddling / physical affection :

he loves to cuddle you. having you peacefully and safely wrapped up in his arms is his favourite activity, he wouldn’t give it for the world.

it took him a little bit to get to the point of seeking your arms for comfort or becoming touch starved when he hasn’t seen or hugged you in a little bit, but he got there pretty quick.

could cuddle you and listen to you ramble about your interests and views for hours. he loves the sound of your voice calmly filling his ears.

I imagine once you get to a certain point in your relationship, he can be a pretty silly boyfriend. so expect random butt pats and smacks at random times when you’re alone.

kissing :

todoroki loves to kiss your forehead. it’s such a sweet, yet almost protective action. not to mention the way your cheeks turn pink when he does it makes his heart flutter.

you are baby in his eyes. so expect lots and lots of forehead and top of your head kisses.

but he loves to kiss your lips just as much! sweet kisses and soft make outs™

shoto isn’t a huge pda person, but if you enjoy it then hes totally down. he’ll give you sweet kisses and hold you hand everywhere you go.

sexual aspects :

I imagine you two would most likely wait until you were older, but only your second or third year.

it just comes down to you both making sure you’re ready, and i see that being after you two have been together for at least a year and a half. sorry thirsty shoto stans.

I dont imagine him being a very sexual person either, so waiting isn’t a problem for him.

Midoriya Izuku.

my ANGEL. my small tiny angel. god he would be such an adorable and sweet boyfriend and you can’t deny.

he’s just so?? infatuated with you?? you’re so incredible to him?? he adores everything about you.

you never have to doubt izuku’s intentions or morals and you rarely feel insecure about this relationship. he makes sure to let you know how much he cherishes you.

fighting :

a rarity. he absolutely hates to fight with you, and he’s sure that it ends up physically hurting him when you argue. he feels his precious little heart crack.

only happens when there’s big disagreements or issues that get addressed. if you made a reckless decision that got you hurt during a fight, expect him to be upset.

he just worries about you and prioritizes your well being, so be patient with him.

100% will be the first to apologize almost every time, but not without some silent treatment coming from both sides. you both just need time to cool off and gather your thoughts, and he knows that.

gifts :

the sweetest gift giver!

he loves the reaction he gets when he buys you flowers and cute stuffed animals for no particular reason.

on aniversaries he buys you beautiful bracelets and necklaces, he got you guys promise rings for your one year too!

dates :

once more…no super fancy dates or anything. he’ll spoil you in other ways! mainly cause he doesn’t think he could sit still in a formal setting with you without being a blushing mess.

you two love to go for walks down town, window shopping and stopping in certain stores, grabbing coffee and such.

if it’s the fall or winter and you go out, are you sure you aren’t cold? you can have his jacket. and his scarf. and his hat. no just take them, he doesn’t want you to get sick. just take the damn scarf.

or just going by random food stands in town! ramen, sushi, katsudon, you’ve gotten it all. don’t be surprised of mido has a little notebook of food stand ratings.

cuddling / physical affection :

okay it took him a little longer than expected to comfortably cuddle and kiss you without his face going beat red or his shoulders tensing up.

it’s not like he doesn’t enjoy it! he’s just very very shy and you’re very very cute.

he still blushes and gets shy at affection, but he’s able to ignore it by now. he realized that he enjoyed hugging your waist and burrying his head in your soft locks way more than getting shy and being distant.

pda… he tries. he wants to be able to kiss you and your adorable face in public but he’s a shy baby. so the most you’ll do is link pinkies when you walk down the halls and kiss his cheeks between classes.

kissing :

he loves. LOVES. to kiss your cheeks. he’ll place the sweetest most chaste kisses on your cheeks all the time.

when he’s feeling extra bold he’ll pepper them in small and quick little smooches.

loves to kiss your lips, but he can’t for too long or his face is literally red hot and he starts to overheat …

took you a little longer than most to get to the making out stage, and even now they’re still very short and sweet.

sexual aspects :

100% will wait until you’re both older to even try to be sexual. it’s just not very present in the boys mind until you age a bit more.

I mean it took him over two months to be able to casually kiss you without dying, imagine what would happen if he tried bringing his mini mido anywhere near you before he was sure he could do it.

switch.

midoriya isn’t a very sexual person in general, so it most likely won’t be a huge aspect in your relationship anyway, which you’re both fine with because you love eachother in other ways.

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urfavmurtad · 6 years ago

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What are the signs of the judgement day?

There are a lot of them anon. To prepare the ummah for this calamitous day, I will list 15 of them:

1) Women will outnumber men 50 to 1.

Women will increase in number and men will decrease in number so much so that fifty women will be looked after by one man.

Clearly the misandrist agenda has a long way to go.

2) There will be a battle between “Romans” and Muslims from Medina resulting in the Muslim conquest of Constantinople. Evidently there will be exactly 70,000 people in the Muslim army. This event triggers the Dajjal (Antichrist)’s appearance and everything that happens after that. By this point, as a later hadith will show, the Roman Empire will encompass most of the world’s population and Turkey will be part of it. Byzantium ha revenge!!!

They will then fight and a third (part) of the army would run away, whom Allah will never forgive. A third (part of the army) which would be constituted of excellent martyrs in Allah’s eye, would be killed and the third who would never be put to trial would win and they would be conquerors of Constantinople. And as they would be busy in distributing the spoils of war (amongst themselves) after hanging their swords by the olive trees, the Satan would cry: The Dajjal has taken your place among your family.

3) Ladies from a certain Arab tribe will have their asses and presumably tiddies OUT while circumambulating the Dhi-al-Khalasa, which was a Kaaba-like sanctuary near what is now the KSA-Yemen border. Also unclear how this is meant to work given that Mohammed’s men destroyed this temple and killed everyone inside of it, but oh well. Maybe Yemenis will suddenly convert to polytheism and rebuild it.

Allah’s Messenger (ﷺ) said, “The Hour will not be established till the buttocks of the women of the tribe of Daus move while going round Dhi-al-Khalasa.” Dhi-al-Khalasa was the idol of the Daus tribe which they used to worship in the Pre Islamic Period of ignorance.

People stripped during the various pre-Islamic hajjs, if you weren’t aware. I have a great solution to end the civil war in Yemen. Zaydi? Sunni? Why not come together in the worship of al-Khalasa and get an eyefull of ass?

4) People will drink a lot and have lots of sex.

Religious knowledge will be taken away; General ignorance (in religious matters) will increase; illegal Sexual intercourse will prevail: Drinking of alcoholic drinks will prevail.

This is the one that people quote all the time to prove that doomsday is approaching, because clearly this is the first generation in which people drink and get dicked down. I think these ppl would faint if they read abt how horny ppl were in the Abbasid days tbh.

5) Of course, the classic one–the sun rising in the wrong direction.

The Hour will not begin until there are ten signs: Dajjal, (False Christ), the smoke, and the rising of the sun from the west.

6) 70,000 Jews from what is now central Iran will follow the Dajjal. Perhaps they can be pen pals with the 70,000 conquerors of Istanbul. Also Iranian Jews need to start having more kids to fulfill the prophecy, y’alls population needs to like… quadruple.

The Dajjal would be followed by seventy thousand Jews of Isfahan wearing Persian shawls.

7) Some random guy from Qahtan will “drive people with his stick”.

The Last Hour would not come before a person of Qahtan comes forth driving people with his stick.

Qahtan is a tribe in Yemen. Unclear if Qahtani Guy here is just driving Yemeni people forward or “people” as a whole. Perhaps he will be the new ruler of the reborn Roman Empire. While wielding a stick.

8) The Dajjal’s traits are greatly elaborated upon. For example, if someone with a fucked-up eye ever offers you a choice between fire and water, jump in the fire, because it will really be water!

what the people would see as water, that would be fire, and that would burn and what would appear as fire, that would be water

NOTE: please do not do this unless you are sure the individual is ad-Dajjal.

9) There will be 30 false prophets, but only one Dajjal. If you’re concerned that someone may be Dajjal, have no fear, as there is a telltale sign: he literally has the word DISBELIEVER (or kafir, rather) stamped on his forehead, and all Muslims will be able to see it.

He is blind in one eye, and your Lord is not blind in one eye. Written between his eyes is: Kafir.

I’m imagining a Dumb Future in which some SoundCloud rapper has a face tattoo with the letters k, f, and r in it and he is accused of being the Antichrist.

10) Rocks and trees will talk (except for one, which is overly friendly to Jews) and assist in the murder of The Jewz. Unclear if these are meant to be Dajjal’s Jews or just some random Jews, preceding Dajjal’s existence.

The last hour would not come unless the Muslims will fight against the Jews and the Muslims would kill them until the Jews would hide themselves behind a stone or a tree and a stone or a tree would say: Muslim, or the servant of Allah, there is a Jew behind me; come and kill him; but the tree Gharqad would not say, for it is the tree of the Jews.

Perhaps these Jews are also the Turkic people mentioned in another hadith? If Yemenis can become polytheists, I don’t see why Turks can’t become Jews (and Roman Jews at that).

11) The Kaaba will be destroyed by some Ethiopian guy. Thereafter, the hajj will no longer be performed.

The Ka'ba would be destroyed by an Abyssinian having two small shanks.

I’m not actually sure what the word translated as “having two small shanks” (dhul-suwiqatayn) here is supposed to mean, but here’s a great image I found depicting the calamity:

A unit.

12) Here’s one that I’ve always liked: we’re fulfilling my dream of reverting to Arab polytheism fam!! It’s happening! And will be accompanied by a Rapture-type thing I guess? Fine by me tbh the Muslims can all go do whatever they want while we rebuild the shrine of Allat in Taif

I heard Allah’s Messenger (ﷺ) as saying: The (system) of night and day would not end until the people have taken to the worship of Lat and ‘Uzza. Then Allah would send the sweet fragrant air by which everyone who has even a mustard grain of faith in Him would die and those only would survive who would have no goodness in them. And they would revert to the religion of their forefathers.

Since we’ve already been told that Dajjal will be recognized by Muslims, I suppose this must take place after the Dajjal.

13) There will be various environmental catastrophes including landslides (with one specifically being in Yemen) and fires and such.

land-slides in three places, one in the east, one in the west and one in Arabia at the end of which fire would burn forth from the Yemen, and would drive people to the place of their assembly.

Another hadith says that a fire will either reach the Hijaz region or originate there. These two are brought up every time some mild inconvenience happens in the region, but this one is funny because there are stories from like the 650s AD in which an earthquake resulted in some fires in the Hijaz and people started freaking out, believing that the end was near. Silly people! Unless men had 50 wives each, they should’ve known there was nothing to worry about.

14) Most people on earth will be “Romans”. As Arabs used that word to refer to the Byzantine Empire, unclear if this is meant to refer to Classic Rome or Byzantine Rome. I suppose you could stretch it and allow for a Holy Roman Empire, etc, as long as the name is the same.

The Last Hour would come when the Romans would form a majority amongst people.

Again, it is not certain how this is meant to work, but someone needs to re-establish some form of the Roman Empire and conquer most of the world’s population with it, please.

15) Finally, climate change is good actually, apparently.

The Last Hour will not come before wealth becomes abundant and overflowing, so much so that a man takes Zakat out of his property and cannot find anyone to accept it from him and till the land of Arabia becomes meadows and rivers.

I hope this has been enlightening anon. Stay vigilant against the Turks and/or Jews and/or Iranians, especially those with face tattoos.

#ask #anon #al-qiyamah #hadith #end times

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uberff · 7 years ago

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Chapter 13

Jaylen

I been looking ugly ass hell with this facial hair growing out, so it was time for me to shave. Just as I put on shaving cream, my phone started to ring. I could never have time to myself and chill.

“Sup?” I answered my phone, putting it on speaker before I sat it on the cabinet. I literally just shaved a week and a half ago. Shit grew faster than coochie hair.

“Jaylen can we talk?” I heard a feminine voice that didn’t sound like Robyn’s. I furrowed my eyebrows and tapped the screen to look at the caller I.D. The number wasn’t saved so I ain’t know who the fuck it was.

“Who dis?” I put my razor down, focusing on whoever I was on the phone with. Rob would beat my ass.

“Ty..” I heard her sigh as I sucked my teeth and scratched the back of my head. She stayed calling whenever my life was going good.

Robyn was my girl now. She would constantly take time away from her clients whenever she could, and make sure I was straight mentally. I was back painting as if I never stopped. Everything was perfect. I wasn’t falling for Ty’s shit this time. I need to stop answering my personal phone for random numbers.

“I got a girl now, so that fake crying shit that you be doing to get some dick ain’t bout to work this time. What you need?”

“I miss you, Jaylen. I’ve tried moving on, but I just can’t.”

At this point I was fed up. People was forever trying to pop in and out of ya life like they ain’t do shit wrong like you supposed to forgive them in a second. As soon as you do one wrong thing, it’s the end of the world.

She the main reason why the only homie I got is O. My nigga Rocky was like a brother to me. I met him when I started selling dope and shit. We ain’t get along at first cause both of us cocky as shit, but after almost dying one night, I saved his ass and we was tight ever since then.

Fast forward like two years later, I go to jail for some fucking drugs that wasn’t mine. Turns out, Rocky and some of his niggas got busted and my name came up. I was the only nigga that had to do time. Don’t even get me started on what else I found out about him. Whenever I see the nigga, Ima kill him.

Throughout all that shit, Ty held me down but she was forever nagging about my lifestyle. If ya nigga sell dope, you gotta understand that it’s not as fucking easy as 123 to get outta that shit. It takes time and that’s what she failed to realize.

When I went to jail, she was pissed off when I told her the reason why I was in there and after that, I ain’t hear from her. No response from letters, calls or nothing. I figured that she was hurt, so I wasn’t really upset about it.

I got out early due to good behavior and I planned on kicking her ass to the curb, but I didn’t wanna throw the damn relationship away. I get to her place and this bitch fucking pregnant as hell, bout to pop.

Last time we fucked, it wasn’t raw so I knew she was fucking around on me.

I heard rumors that she was fucking Rocky but I knew she was better than that. I guess I thought wrong, cyause as soon as I seen her stomach, he came out the bathroom in a robe. If it wasn’t for O sitting outside in the car, I would’ve been back in jail because I was gone kill they asses.

Bitch had me sending love letters and shit while she was out here fucking my homie in our bed.

I cringed at the memory and tried my best to not think about the flashbacks. “You had ya chance bro. You went and got pregnant by one of my homies when I was suffering for some shit I ain’t do. You'on miss me, you miss my dick. That’s all our relationship was about to you.”

“Jay, that’s not true. I’ve apologized millions of times, why can’t you just forgive me?” I shook my head before hanging up and going straight to my call logs to block her number.

Just as I started to block her, I had an incoming call from Robyn.

“Wassup?”

“You called me earlier.”

“Oh, I was tryna see where you was.”

“Getting my models ready for this shoot.”

“Oh you want me to call you later then?”

“Yes please.” She said before quickly hanging up. I swear since it was NYFW, Robyn been busy as hell. I only see her like two times and that was just because she had left her purse.

Between that, and me having some shit up my sleeve, I was just ready for all this shit to be done. I hated being away from here for too long. Not to mention I was sexually frustrated.

To top that off, she was mad at me cause we had a little mishap during sex.

*Flashback*

“Hey babe, I’m just getting my purse.” She said as she quickly walked into the kitchen. She had a short ass shorts and a crop top that I just wanted to rip off of her at the moment.

“Why you in a rush?” I kissed her neck, walking up behind her and holding her in place.

“Jayyyyy, you’re gonna make me late! I have an appointment with a client!” She act like she wasn’t the boss.

“Just the tip.” I lied.

“No.”

“Stop playing br-” I was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing. She sucked her teeth and checked her watch.

“It’s not gone take that long.” She gave me a look and just slightly bent herself over on the edge of the counter. I knew she was frontin’.

“Hurry up.” She spat.

“Fuck up, don’t rush me.” I smacked her ass before sliding her panties over to the side. Just as I was about to slide in, Winter had walked in the kitchen and quickly walked out once she noticed what we were doing. “I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything.” She constantly repeated walking back towards O’s room.

“See! You said nobody was here.” She smacked me on the back of my head, fixing her panties.

“Damn, I thought nobody wasn’t. She went back, we got time.”

“Jaylen you really bout to sell your soul to get this nut huh?” I chuckled at her joke.

“We ain’t did shit in a minute, not even kissed.” She smirked before reaching for my zipper.

“Fuck, I’m bout to bust.” I grunted, feeling my nut build up. I tapped Robyn so that she could get up but she just kept going. “Just like that.” A moan slipped out as I pushed her head down, but I ain’t even care.

In a blink of an eye, it had gotten on her face but most had got in her hair. “Jaylen!” She hissed, angrily. I guess she wasn’t into that type of shit.

“Bab-”

“You got some in my eye!” She groaned, storming to the bathroom while holding her eye.

“I ain’t mean to, come here!”

*Flashback Over*

Ever since then, we ain’t did shit cause she thinks I did that shit on purpose. I told her ass to get up and she ain’t wanna listen.

I chuckled at the memory, because she made me sleep on the couch and everything that night.

I was about 10 seconds from strangling Robyn, real talk. She just pissed me off to the max by associating with that nigga at the park. I hate that she’s so fuckin’ friendly.

*Flashback*

“Bring yo ass, I ain’t leaving you over here by yourself.” I tapped Robyn as her lazy ass refused to get up from the bench.

“Jaylen, the car’s literally like 5 steps away.. I’m fine right here just go.” I hesitated at first but just said fuck it cause she was being difficult for nothing. Now if a bear pop out and eat her ass up its gone be my fault.

Brushing the thought off, I unlocked the door to my car and grabbed my camera that was sitting in the backseat. I barely used it, but this shit was bout to be full of shit today.

Grabbing it, I shut my door before locking my car back up. As I got up, I noticed more niggas over in the area that rob and I was in. See this the shit I was talking bout.

I had to do a double take, because I know I ain’t see who I think I saw tryna Mack on Robyn. To make matters worse, she was entertaining the shit. As soon as he put his arm up, I snatched my gun out of my jeans, bussin’ with no questions asked. I told this nigga whenever I see him it’s over.

By now, there was a shoot out that went on for about a minute until his pussy ass hopped back in the car with his buster ass niggas.

I went over to the bench and seen Robyn ducking on the ground. “Why the fuck were you talking to him?!” I barked at her as I tucked the gun back in my Robin jeans.

“Where the hell did you get this gun from?”

“Robyn, fuck allat shit, why the fuck was you letting this nigga put his arm around you?!”

“I told him I was here with you!”

“You should’ve fucking walked away but you kept the fucking convo going! If ya ass would’ve went with me this wouldn’t even have happened!”

“I’m going home.” She rolled her eyes, walking towards the parking lot.

I hope she didn’t think I was fucking finished.

*flashback over*

“Man I need a fuckin’ blunt.”

“No! We’re going to sit here and talk!”

“You not my fuckin’ mama Bruh, if I wanna smoke that’s what the fuck Ima do.” I barked at her as she rose her eyebrows.

“I’m just looking out for your health, but fuck it. Do you, bye.” She grabbed her purse and left out of the front door with no hesitation. I didn’t stop her either.

Shit had me fucking livid.

I used my key that Dell gave me to get into they crib so I could check on Rob. I blew up on her a few hours ago and I felt like shit once my adrenaline and temper cooled off, I swear I don’t be meaning half of the shit I say but, it’s the only way to get niggas out my face. I gotta chill out with Robyn though, she’s so delicate and sensitive, I don’t wanna push her to no limits. We got potential, just need growth and go the right way about communication.

I heard Ashanti’s angelic voice coming from the kitchen and I furrowed my eyebrows. House was dark as fuck, who was tryna summon demons with love songs? I stuck my head in the kitchen and saw Rob at the table with her sketchpad and a glass of Crown Royal Apple. She don’t drink so I know I pushed her to the edge.

“Wassup, baby?” She stopped shading for a split second then went back to it.

“Rob, c'mon. I wasn’t in my right mind.”

“Are you ever? Every goddamn time I turn around, you’re blowing up on me like you’re the only nigga that’s been through some shit. I’m sorry about what happened but I have fuckin’ feelings too, as your girlfriend, you should try to hear me the fuck out sometimes.” This was the most shes ever cursed.

“Babe, you right.” She scoffed and smirked darkly. “What the fuck ever, Jaylen.” She mumbled and I ran my hand down my face.

“I’m tryna apologize. You not makin’ this shit easy. Seeing that nigga brought me back to a dark place in life, as my girl, you should be tryna hear me out.”

“Don’t twist this shit and throw it back on me. Fuck that game, I’m not tryna play. A few weeks ago, I was in that same place. You’re not the only one that got cheated on and a baby came out of it. You’re not the only one who lost a fuckin’ parent, I lost two! You wanna one-up me on trauma? I can go on for days.”

I sighed and peeled her body from off her chair and onto my lap. I kissed her neck and rested my forehead on her back. “I’m tryin’, Rob. At least gimme that.”

“I’m trying too. I’m trying to be there for you all the damn time with the tantrums and you shut me out. Why are we even together?”

My eyes teared up and my mouth went dry. “I love you, my nigga. Whatchu don’t feel the same?”

She dropped her pencil and turned around to wrap her arms around my torso. “I love you, Jaylen. That’s not why I’m questioning this. How can we hold each other down if we sometimes can’t hold a conversation without a fight?”

“I’m a fuck-up, Robyn. My upbringing ain’t have the Full House talks, kisses and hugs. I ask questions after I fuck shit up. I’m not used to the coddling, man. Seeing that nigga again woke a side of me that I promised to keep dead.” She wiped my face and played in my splotchy facial hair.

“I get that. Lickin’ shots off in broad daylight and cussing me out for telling someone you’re my boyfriend is extreme, baby.”

“You told him you was mine?” I felt like shit. Seeing that nigga all touchy feely on my baby shoulder had my blood boiling.

“Ain’t I?” She smiled and kissed my cheek long and tenderly. “You wanna talk now, DMX? Barking ain’t the way to go with me, I almost packed my shit and went ghost on you.”

I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her waist, stealing a sloppy, yet powerful kiss from her. “Yeah. I’m ready.”

“It’s okay if you’re not. It’s STILL hard to talk about my parents.”

“It’s hard as fuck. I trust you to make me feel better though, I gotta get it off my chest.”

“I’m here.” She put our foreheads together. We a force when we together, I swear. I don’t deserve her, she deserve much better.

Robyn

Girl you done got thick since the last time I measured you.“ I smirked as I boosted one of my loyal clients. I was designing her birthday fits and we’ve been in my damn office all day which is located in our condo. This is why I’ve been working on putting a store together.

“I’ve been eating girl.” She chuckled holding her arms up, so I could measure her waist. After joking around for another half hour, I finished her measurements and we started to talk about more ideas regarding her outfit before she left. She was the last client of the day and I couldn’t wait to put this damn business phone on silent and relax.

Don’t give me wrong, I love all my clients dearly. What I loved the most was seeing the looks of satisfaction on their faces once their pieces were finalized. I loved making women feel pretty. Black women at that.

It’s just that this damn phone blows up left and right and it’s overwhelming sometimes. I loved what I do though, so let me stop complaining.

As I started to go upstairs to my room, I noticed Odell lying on the couch with his arms over his face. He wasn’t sleep. He was just in a funk because his ankle was broken and they had lost their game Sunday.

“You’ll be back on the field in no time O.” I sat down next to him. I wanted to offer to watch movies with him for the rest of the night, but whenever something was football related and it was bad, he wanted to be alone. He didn’t take losses very well.

“This shit would happen right in the beginning of the season.” He huffed, staring up at the ceiling.

“We all gotta have a minor setback for a major comeback O. When you get back on that field, everyone’s gonna feel you. You gone come back 10 times harder, and I promise you that. You got this O, so there’s nothing to worry about. Get your rest and think about how you out to murder these niggas when you get healed.” I assured him as a small smile slowly started to creep on his face.

“You right.”

“That I am. Now get some sleep.” I kissed his forehead, propping his leg up on his pillow so that he could be comfortable. “Need anything before I go?” He shook his head no before pulling me down to hug him.

“I know ion say it often but I love you, aight?” He didn’t say it a lot but the many things that he had done for me proved it, so was fine with that.

“I love you too.” I smiled before walking out and shutting his door behind me.

By now, everything was taken care of and I was about to fall asleep any minute. As soon as I felt myself about to go into a deep, well needed slumber, a pair of arms wrapped around me. I hadn’t talked to this fool all day, the audacity.

“Boy hell no, where you been at?” I turned around to face him. Now I was wide awake. Yea shit’s been strange ever since he blew up on me, but I’m trying to get over that.

“I got caught up in some shit. I had to finish painting this rec. cause the deadline’s tomorrow.” He said as I rolled my eyes. I knew he was lying cause every time he’d paint, he’d smell like it or have some on his clothes. He looked like he was getting ready to go to a party right now. This nigga was fresher than a peppermint.

“Yea whatever Jaylen. I’m sleeping on the couch.” I started to grab my pillow but he stopped me.

“Bro, I’m telling you that’s what I was doing. Fuck you think? That I’m out here cheating?” I didn’t think he was cheating at all, but what does he expect for me to think? You’re coming home late every night, lying about where you’ve been. I just got out of a relationship with a cheater of course I’m gonna think something is up.

“Ain’t nobody even said all that but if the shoe fits then wear it. You over here snitching on yourself but since you brought it up, are you?” He chuckled bitterly before staring at me for a few seconds. I knew he was about to start talking shit from that little laugh.

“Get ya insecure ass on bro, nobody cheating on you. I wouldn’t be with you if I wanted to see other people. I ain’t checkin’ for nobody else. I’m here wit you right now, right?” I know he wasn’t trying to call anybody insecure.

“Insecure?” I questioned.

“Hell yea.”

“Jaylen, please do not go there with me because I will hurt your feelings.”

“Try me.” I didn’t even have it in me to bring up all the times he’s cried to me about how he’s trusting me not to hurt him, so I just kept quiet. I’d be a bitch to bring up something so touchy for him to speak on, but shit he was doing the same thing.

“Just get out of my face. As a matter of fact, go home. Please.” I pushed him off of the bed. He stumbled a little before standing up straight in front of me with a stupid smirk. “Go home! You’re getting on my nerves!” I yelled, trying to push him towards the door but he stayed still the whole time.

“Girl I ain’t goin’ no fuckin’ where, this is my home. I belong right here witchu’ so get yo ass back in that bed.” He chewed on his toothpick, smiling at me. I huffed and climbed back into the bed as he followed right behind me.

“You must want some dick huh?”

I ignored him, closing my eyes. I didn’t want anything after he decided to let it rip on my face without my permission last week.

“I love you.” He said, kissing my cheek as he started to get comfortable. I soon said my prayers before drifting off into the sleep that I’d been waiting on all day.

Just like the past two weeks, I woke up and Jaylen wasn’t by my side. I’m locking my damn door tonight. He can stay his lying ass at home. He could at least tell me where he’s been going, what if something happens to him? I wouldn’t even know.

Grabbing my phone off of the nightstand, I scrolled through my contacts before finding his name and pressing on it. It went straight to voicemail like every other time. Yea, I give up. Jaylen could kiss my ass.

“What you doing wit his shit?” I heard Odell ask as I carried Jaylen’s things out to the hallway in front of his door. He wants to play games? Cool.

“Putting it out of my room.” I shrugged, as I shut and locked our front door once I was finished.

“I just talked to him this morning, he said everything was cool.” He looked confused.

“Well he lied to you.” I said before going in the kitchen to get a water bottle.

“Why y'all gotta be into it now? I’m tryna rest.” He groaned, putting a pillow over his face.

Shitty Neighbor🙄: Robyn why the fuck is my shit in front of my door??????

Shitty Neighbor🙄: Helloooooo I know you ain’t doing shit, you see my fucking messages

Not even a second later, he started beating on the front door because it was locked. As soon as he did that, O had jumped because the sound scared him.

“y'all niggas playing too much.”

“ODELL OPEN THE DOOR.”

“NIGGA IM FUCKIN’ INJURED!” He yelled back, putting his beats on so that he could tune us out.

“Stop fucking playing Robyn!”

As he continued to knock, I went back up to my room so that I wouldn’t have to hear him. He was gonna be out there all day.

“I knew that hairy ass baby wasn’t Jaylen’s.” I heard Winter say as she scrolled through Kayla’s instagram. I’m assuming she had the baby already because Win’s been over here talking shit for the last 10 minutes about how their baby looked like a monkey.

“You ain’t no prize either so shut up. Ive seen ya baby pics and you looked like a lil gremlin.” Odell fired at her as I started to instigate. He didn’t like when people talked about kids.

She waved him off as he shook his head before limping out to the patio. “I’m so glad you didn’t let him get you pregnant.” I looked away.

“Well..” I sighed, preparing to tell her what’s been up with me.

“BITCH!” She yelled, as I quickly shushed her. She was the first person besides Qua that I was telling this to.

“After he told me he cheated, I found out I was pregnant the same night he went to jail. Between that and Jaylen hating my guts at the time, it was just too much. Constantly going back and forth with both of them was so stressful. Jaylen was pissed off because I wouldn’t stop seeing Kai, but I was only doing it because I was pregnant. I didn’t even wanna tell Kai at first because having kids is a sensitive topic for him.”

“But It’s like almost a year later?”

“I lost the baby.. which is why I just went ghost for the couple of months.”

“What!? Aw Robyn I’m so sorry, you didn’t deserve that. You’re literally the sweetest person I know.”

“No, it’s fine. I was pretty hurt but I think it was for the best. Kai’s ass probably gonna rot in there so raising a baby all by myself would’ve been hectic.”

“That’s true.” She sighed, embracing me in a hug but I chuckled and let her know that I was fine. Yea I cried and cried at first, but I’m learning to get over it. I didn’t wanna tell anyone because they’d start to baby me. Especially Jaylen.

“Don’t tell anyone either! You know you have a big ass mouth, Win.” I pointed my finger at her as I spoke sternly. Winter was known for running her damn mouth and she knew it was true.

“Girl, who would I tell? You don’t just go up to people and causally say, "Oh yea girl my homegirl Robyn had a miscarriage.”

“Mhm, knowing you, Odell would be aware of it by tonight.”

“Not at all, we beefing right now.”

“If a bitch have beef with me, she gone have beef wit me fuhevaaaa’!” We heard O’s voice come from his room. He watches too much damn TV to know who said that.

“Get your brother.” She laughed as she started to pick up her purse and head towards the door.

“I’ll see you later, call me whenever you need something girl. I mean it. If you don’t want to tell O or Jay, I’m here.” She gave me an assuring smile before leaving. I knew she meant it because she’s never nice. Not even to O.

I smiled and grabbed my sketchpad that was sitting on the table. Whenever I got something off of my chest, drawing designs were a piece of cake. As soon as my pen touched the paper, I went straight to work. It was as if everything else around me disappeared and I was in my own zone.

Well that went on for about an hour or so until it started to storm and the thunder damn near made me scream. I would text Jaylen but I wasn’t talking to him right now so I guess I’d go chill with O. He was probably asleep. Nothing could wake him.

I sighed and closed my sketch pad, quickly running to Odell’s room. He was more than likely knocked out from the meds that the docs gave him for his ankle.

“Delly.” I shook him, calling him by his childhood nickname. He remained sleep, in the same position with his thumb in his mouth.

“Odell!” I said louder but he still didn’t bulge. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his phone to flash the light on him. On the screen I seen a text message from Jaylen.

Jay🤙🏽: lol is u ded

I shook my head at his childish ass, and tossed O’s phone back on the bed. I didn’t want to go to Jaylen’s place but I knew he was probably doing something fun and productive cause he wasn’t scared of any damn thing but God.

As I left out of the front door, I shut and locked it pausing as I stopped in front of Jaylen’s door. I twisted the knob, and it was open which slightly pissed me off a little. Growing up, my parents never locked the doors and now they’re gone.

I brushed it off and just walked in, only to hear Michael Jackson’s legendary voice blaring throughout his whole condo. He must’ve been in deep thought about something.

Searching around for him literally every where, he was no where to be found which was weird. I started to remember that I didn’t check his basement.

While I walked down there, the music got louder and louder. As Human Nature was playing, I could hear Jaylen’s voice singing along with the song and he actually sounded like an angel. I crept up behind him and noticed that he was looking through a photo book with family pictures in it. I was probably the last thing on his mind.

I slowly wrapped my arms around him as he remained still on the bean bag and continued to flip through the pictures. Most of them were pictures of him and his mom or him and some girl that looked familiar.

I kissed the side of his face as I started to feel his hand squeeze mines. “What’d I tell you about the door?” I put my chin on top of his head.

“I wasn’t thinking bout it, my fault. You still mad?” He questioned as I gave him a look. He smirked and put the photo album on the table before picking me up bridal style.

“Jay, you’re not getting anything so I don’t even know why you’re smirking.” I rolled my eyes as he gave me a “yea ok” look.

I don’t know why he thought this was a joke. He lost his privileges.

I woke up in my naked glory, covered in cold sweat focusing on my surroundings after another uncomfortable dream. When I realized that I was in Jaylen’s room, I tensed down and went to check my phone. It was a quarter to nine and still no sign or notification from Jaylen. I sighed and threw his comforters off me before going to take a shower with some music, maybe that’ll give him enough time to check himself, I take long ass showers, ya’ll.

Kitty Kat by Beyoncè played loudly and I captured my life under the spray of the water. If this shit wasn’t my relationship. I grinned wide and fucked up the harmony that Bey sang effortlessly.

“You know I hate sleepin’ alone, but you said that you would soon be home but, baby that was a long time ago! I’m not feelin’ it, I’m not feelin’ it!” I screamed at the top of my lungs while exfoliating with my mask. All the stress of work and Jaylen’s clown ass had me breaking out like never before so I gotta hydrate, who knows? This cute ass face could be on a billboard one day, I pray, man!

While Beyoncè had the power to take my mind off Jaylen, I brought myself back to thinking about him. We were doing so fuckin’ good up until last week and now, I could barely get a hold of him and when I do, he never sticks around long enough for me to ask him anything. Hella suspicious, huh?

“Fuck this.” I mumbled and turned the shower off, feeling much better than I did prior to me getting in. I got dressed into something simple and went to my contacts. I swallowed my pride and tapped his name with the lowest expectations, he never answered but this time, he did.

“Yes, baby?” he answered like shit was sweet. I blushed at the sound of his voice and twirled my hair while responding.

“Where are you Jaylen?”

“I’m out baby, making shit happen. Where you at?” I looked at the phone and started cussing him out with the phone on mute.

“I’m in your bed but guess what?”

“What’s that?”

“You’re not fuckin’ in it. At least you’re not fuckin’ me in it. Why are you never here anymore?” I mumbled, going misty-eyed. I’m tired of crying over relationships!

“I gave you some before I left. Chill, I’m out painting for a client.”

“This late?”

“When the money call, I answer.”

“But when I do, you hit decline?” He sighed and put his husky voice on and started talking dirty.

“Jaylen, it’s curtains for that. I’m tired.”

“Sleep, Rob. I'ma be there when you wake up.” he hung up and I threw a tantrum on his big ass bed. HELL NO!

I went back over to my house after locking the damn door and went looking for Winter. “WIN!” I screamed so loud that Odell shuffled in his sleep.

“What what?” she mumbled on Odell’s chest.

“Come here, you said you’d be here. I need you.” I sobbed and she shot up and put her shorts on, leaving the bedroom all to Dell.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” she croaked, squinting from the light since I woke her up.

“Jaylen’s cheating on me.” I blurted and her face dropped. “That’s whatchu woke me up for? Girl, Jay’s mark ass loves the shit out of you. He worked hella hard to getchu. He’s not dumb enough to lose you this quick.”

“That’s what I thought. I called it two other times and ignored the damn signs. My first ex was lying his ass off and cheating right in front of my face, and Kai…you know.” I paced back and forth and she motioned for me to sit down next to her.

“So whatchu wanna do?”

“I wanna see for myself.”

“You wanna see him drill another bitch?” she asked with her eyes wide open.

“No, I wanna see if he’s really cheating on me, Winter.”

“We could clone his phone like Angela did Ghost on Power. This shit was so player.” she smirked. “That’ll take too damn long so we gotta go old-fashioned. I gotchu though, I had to spy on your brother a few times.”

I rolled my eyes as she slipped on my Uggs. We hopped in my truck while she tracked Jaylen’s phone. It was taking us deep into the downtown area. “Jay messin’ with the white, cigarette-smokin’ hoes?” she asked, popping her head out the window to greet the working women on the corner.

“Winter, focus!” I yelled, pulling her back down by the loop in her shorts. “Aight, aight! Ooh shit, he’s calling!”

She threw the phone back on my lap and I tossed it back on hers. “Nigga, I don’t like him. Answer his cheating ass phone call.”

I answered and tried to sound as natural as possible. “Hey,”

“Rob, you still good? I’m on my way back in a little, you want some food?”

“No Jaylen, I just want you.”

“Gimme like 15 minutes, I'ma be speedin’ in the fast lane.” he laughed but I didn’t. This shit was like dejavu.

“Jay, do you love me?”

“Of course.”

“Promise?”

“pROmiSe? Yeah head ass, I love the shit outta you. Why?”

“I just…I don’t know. I wanted to hear you say it.”

“I ain’t like your last niggas, I mean it, baby. I’m just busy right now, once I finished this work, I'ma be back up under you.”

“Okay.” I sighed. Maybe he wasn’t lying.

“You wanted me to say so say it back. Fuck you think this is?”

“I love you.” I recited with no hesitation. And I do, too damn much.

“Got my heart flutterin’ and shit. Let me get back to work.” he mumbled before Winter started tapping me viciously on my arm.

I whipped my head in her direction and she pointed across the street. “That’s his bitch ass right there with a white hoe.” she whispered loudly and I covered the phone.

“Yeah, I’ll see you in a little.” I hung up and pulled over, putting my head on the steering wheel with Winter consoling me.

A/N: Let me know if there’s any errors or if I skipped too much! I didn’t check!

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