Name For A Ballet Iwaizumi Fic?

name for a ballet iwaizumi fic?

paring: mammon x black!reader

synopsis: mammon has a lot of fans from modeling

word count: 441

warnings: jealousy jealousy jealousy

type: drabble

a/n: i really like the trope recently where the girl gets jealous and not the guy. probably should've done this prompt for asmo if yall want that..

The cafe was really cute and reminded Y/n of the human world. With an authentic menu of human food choices and the classic fast food style interior, Y/n felt at home. That was until a group of girls walked into the cafe. Mammon was busy placing the order for the two, when the three girls walked in.

The first had long black hair in a high ponytail with green eyes. She wore the same jacket Mammon usually wore which was a dead giveaway these were fan girls. The second had wavy blonde hair and her phone case was just cutouts of Mammon. She wore a tight black dress with flats. The third girl's brown roots were beginning to show as her hair was dyed the same color as Mammon's. She straight up wore a shirt that said I <3 Mammon.

Mammon finished placing the order and took a seat relatively close to the cashier. Y/n sat opposite to him. "Isn't this place amazing babe?" Y/n nodded slowly. "Yeah its great. Did you notice your fangirls." Mammon rambled on. "I love your hair today. And the outfit you chose is really marvelous." "Marvelous? Did Asmo teach you that word?"

The three girls then decided it would great to get an autograph. Y/n could understand. Mammon was undoubtedly the hottest demon in the Devildom and anyone would want to get his autograph. Mammon was so excited he had fans that he ignored the way they got close to him.

The girls giggled and began touching his arms asking about his workout routine. He seemed more then happy to share the details as the girls' eyes lingered at his chest. It seemed like forever before they finally went back to their table to eat. Mammon had a dopey grin on his face and that truly was Y/n's last straw.

"Mammon I can't believe you let them touch you like that." He looked up from his burger, "Like what? They just asked a few questions." Y/n crossed their arms and rolled their eyes. "They were obviously flirting with you." Mammon chuckled, "Everyone does. You get used to it after a while."

Y/n waved a hand in front of his face. "Um hello? I'm the person your dating. I should be the only one to flirt with you." Mammon put down his food and wiped the crumbs with a napkin. He took Y/n's hands in his. "Your really cute when you get needy for my attention. Don't ya worry though. Your the only one I have eyes for."

"I'm the only one dumb enough to date you."

makes me sad fr when there's no comforting headcanons for my comfort character ):

pairing: terushima x black!reader

synopsis: terushima can't stand his gf being in pain

word count: 302

warnings: its terushima

type: one-shot/drabble

a/n: lol i love black history month

Y/n ended the call and groaned in pain. Her boyfriend gave her a list of assignments she missed at school while she was sick. She was feeling better then yesterday, but she really missed her boyfriend.

She unwillingly got up and headed for her backpack. She hadn't done any work all week and probably wouldn't get extra time on it. Grabbing her notebooks out of it, she began flipping through the pages.

No sooner then that, a sharp knock was at her window. She hesitated before walking up to the window. Y/n pulled the curtains beside to see who was there. Her loving boyfriend, Terushima, was still in his volleyball clothes. She quickly opened the window and let him in.

He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving to her desk. "Since you said you weren't feeling well princess I got you some things." He pulled out two plastic bags from his backpack. One was filled with all her favorite snacks. The other had a pink teddybear holding a heart.

Y/n cupped Terushima's face and kissed his forehead. "You know you didn't have to do this?" He took her hand off his face and kissed it. "I wanted to. I brought some movies too in case you were bored without me being here."

Terushima reached in his backpack again and searched for the dvd player near her tv. Y/n grabbed the two bags off of her desk and placed them on one of her nightstands before settling under the covers.

Once he got the movie playing, Terushima joined Y/n in bed. "Your gonna get sick if you lay in bed with me you big dork." He planted a kiss on her neck. "I wouldn't mind. That way I can spend all day with you."

Pt. 4

pairing: tanaka x oc

synopsis: Ayano Shimizu is the perfect student, the perfect daughter, and everyone looks up to her. Her only problem is Tanaka keeps playing with her heart.

word count: 821

warnings: heartbreak lol i luv crushing hearts

type: fanfic

a/n: one of my old stories so might be some mistakes loool but enjoy^^

Tuesday August 5th

"Hey Ayano your friends are here," Yuuka called from downstairs. Ayano yawned and checked herself out in the mirror. She wore a cropped white hello kitty shirt and pink shorts with matching pink and white shoes.

Her hello kitty purse was laying on her bed that she had spent the previous night looking for. "Tell them I'm coming down now." Ayano pulled two strands out of her buns and grabbed her purse.

Doing one last twirl in the mirror, she headed downstairs. Toshiaki was in the kitchen on the phone arguing with someone and Yuuka was at the front door with her head sticking out.

"Bye Yuuka, bye Toshiaki. Tell Mom I got milk last night." Toshiaki gives a thumbs up and Yuuka moves away from the door. "You never told us your sister was so pretty," was the first thing Kazuo told Ayano as soon as she closed her door.

"She looks prettier when she's actually trying. So where to today guys?" Ayano asked the other four. "There's this cool roller rink about an hour from here. I heard basically everyone is going there," Saori gushed.

"You seem pretty excited, any food down there?" Okazaki chuckled a bit. "I think there is I mean it is Tokyo after all." Kimura swiped her student id first before boarding the train.

Ayano was grateful for the air conditioning considering how hot it was outside. She noticed the man on the news talking about how it was a record in how hot it was. Kimura must have been thinking the same thing as Ayano.

"Is this indoors or outdoors? It is sooo fucking hot outside." "I think indoors. They also have go karts upstairs I think," Saori replied barely able to contain her excitement.

Ayano debated texting Tanaka, but decided not to. Plus, she had gotten his number from Kazuo, so it would have been a bit weird if she texted him. The train lurched to a stop and the majority of the passengers including Ayano and her friends got off.

There were about four block they had to walk to get to the entrance. Even though it was ten in the morning, the line to get in was already crowded. Kazuo and Okazaki sighed as they leaned against the wall.

"You didn't say there would be a line. Just how popular is this place?" Kazuo complained. "I don't know I just saw it in a chatroom. Chill out we'll get in there soon."

Saori was right and in ten minutes tops they were in. The line to get skates was relatively short, but Kimura and Kazuo insisted they do go karts first.

Ayano was hesitant, but followed them into the line. "Hey Saori isn't that Kiyoko?" "Huh?" Saori glanced for a second where Ayano was pointing. "Yeah I think it is, who's that guy she's with?" Ayano shook her head, "No idea, his hat is covering his face."

The line moved ahead and Kiyoko and the mystery boy were getting on. "Oooh we're next," Kazuo said in anticipation.

The boy took his hat off and all at once, the group's faces morphed into looks of shock and horror. "I'm um I'm going to be downstairs," Ayano managed to choke out before leaving the line.

Saori went to follow her, but Kazuo pulled her back. "Maybe she just needs some alone time. Let's find her after the ride, yeah?" Saori huffed but agreed with Kazuo and let Ayano go.

Ayano didn't know where she was running, but she couldn't stay there. Leaving the building, she sat down on the steps outside where people were already gathered.

𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗼𝗸𝗼 𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 :)

𝗔𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗼 𝗄𝗂𝗒𝗈𝗄𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒?

𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗼𝗸𝗼 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗒? 𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍

𝗔𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗼 𝗈𝗁...

𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗼𝗸𝗼 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀?

𝗔𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗼 𝗇𝗈𝗉𝖾, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐

𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗼𝗸𝗼 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗌 :)

"HEY AYANO WHERE ARE YOU?" Ayano heard Kazuo screaming and turned back towards the door. Saori was running with Kazuo on her heels.

Kimura and Okazaki were no where in sight so Ayano assumed they had already went home. "Why'd you run off like that?" Saori pestered her with question after question.

"I'm going to head home guys, see you tomorrow," Ayano began to say. "No way your going home. Kimura and Okazaki are getting us food then we can go to the park and talk," Kazuo attempted to convince her.

Ayano sighed but knew she had no room to argue. She waited on the steps for Kimura and Okazaki with Saori and Kazuo. They didn't take long and the park was ten minutes away.

While they walked, the four of them tried to distract Ayano and cheer her up. "Thanks guys, I appreciate it but I'm fine. Let's just sit down on a bench somewhere."

The others nodded in agreement and Kazuo ran ahead to find a bench at the playground.

Today in Black Excellence: Shirley Chisholm, the first African American—and the first woman—to seek nomination for President.

“I want history to remember me... not as the first black woman to have made a bid for the presidency of The United States, but as a black woman who lived in the 20th century and who dared to be herself. I want to be remembered as a catalyst for change in America.”

—Shirley Chisholm

Chisholm wanted to be remembered as a “catalyst for change.” What did she do?

Shirley Anita Chisholm was a politician, educator, and writer. There would be no Barack Obama or Kamala Harris without her—she was a trailblazer in every sense of the word.

Citing her “double-handicap” of being a Black woman, Chisholm initially rejected a political career but became increasingly engaged in fighting racial and gender inequality. She eventually joined the Democratic Party in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn, winning a seat in the United States Congress in 1968, and becoming the first Black woman to do so.

What did she achieve in politics?

With a seat at the table, “Fighting Shirley” introduced over 50 pieces of legislation on behalf of the poor, protesting racial and gender inequality. She became a fierce critic of the Vietnam War when opposition to the war was considered radical. Her outspoken assault on injustice earned her few friends in the white political establishment.

While campaigning for the 1972 primaries, Chisholm was allowed only one speech in televised debates and was otherwise blocked from participation. Despite this, students, women, and minorities proved loyal supporters: In 12 primaries, she garnered 152 (10%) of delegates’ votes, despite a poorly financed campaign and widespread political hostility.

The 1972 primaries also displayed her remarkable character, when she chose to visit racist and segregationist Governor George Wallace of Alabama in hospital after a failed assassination attempt.

After retiring from Congress in 1983, Chisholm taught at Mount Holyoke College and co-founded the National Political Congress of Black Women.

Original portrait by Tumblr Creatr @banana-peppers

“It was an honor to create a piece celebrating Shirley Chisholm. She was the first Black woman elected to Congress and to seek a major party nomination for presidency. Her trailblazing career is truly inspiring and I wanted to capture her power, her bravery and her magic. Her motto Unbought and Unbossed implores us to forge our own path no matter what obstacles try to stand in our way."

—@banana-peppers