I Hate That There's Barely Any Fanfics Or Fans For This Game :,((

you don’t see selena gomez talking about the shittiness of north korea and it’s autocratic government. you don’t see bts speaking on the issues palestinians are facing right now. you don’t see harry styles talking about income inequality in the united states.

so why are these fucking minecraft youtubers expected to know absolutely everything about every possible problem going on in the world right now as well as being expected to speak on it whenever people bring it up.

half of these people are fucking teenagers who wanted to make content on the internet because it interested them. they aren’t activists. they didn’t sign up to be activists. stop treating them like one.

they are content creators existing to provide content. entertainment. if they want to use their platform that they built to speak on issues that they’re passionate about? great! amazing! but this entire belief that if they don’t speak on something or aren’t educated on a problem means they’re racist or homophobic or transphobic or literally anything else is such a dangerous mindset to have.

content creators are not activists. they don’t owe you anything. it’s great if they feel they are responsible and educated enough to speak on these issues and help people, but expecting them to do anything other than what they’re signed up for, which is creating content for entertainment is a fools dream that shouldn’t be indulged.

you don’t see older fandoms asking their ccs to say “can you please say gay rights?” or asking for their opinion on racial issues.

BECAUSE IT’S NOT THEIR FUCKING JOB

of course fucking gay rights. of course racial issues are valid and should be talked about. BUT THEY’RE PLAYING A VIDEO GAME ABOUT FUCKING BLOCKS.

TALK TO AN ACTIVIST IF YOU WANT AN INFORMED OPINION. THAT’S THEIR JOB. NOT A MINECRAFT YOUTUBER. NOT ANY YOUTUBER UNLESS THEY HAVE ALREADY EXPLICITLY SAID THEY BELIEVE THEMSELVES MATURE ENOUGH TO TALK ABOUT IT.

i am sick and fucking tired of everyone using twitter as a way to educate people. twitter threads are not reliable sources of information. you know what are?

ted talks

websites formatted specifically by activists

organization pages without fucking character limits

stop expecting content creators to know everything. they don’t. they never will. they’ll mess up. they’ll make mistakes. that doesn’t make them fucking racist.

mcyttwt is a fucking joke and i hope that app burns

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Play Along (B.H)

Warning(s); mentions of drinking alcohol,smoking,creep,Billy being a sweetheart,kissing.

Pairing(s); Billy Hargrove X (Afab) Fem! Reader

Summary; you turn to a stranger when a creep won’t leave you alone.

A/n; just so we are clear I write a non-racist Billy. I write him as much in character as possible but understand I know his character did wrong things but I don’t write him that way. If you don’t like it just move on. Thank you.

You were getting annoyed,frustrated even. You started a conversation with a guy who seemed nice but you quickly realized he was a misogynistic,creepy, asshole. You scanned the bar trying to think of a way out of this situation because the guy wasn’t shutting up. You decided maybe If you just said you wanted to dance he’d leave you alone. You hadn’t been on the floor for more then 15 minutes when you caught the man staring.

You went to the bathroom not that long after and he was in a different spot one where he could see the bathrooms, he moved with you wherever you went always in a spot where he could see you. You were scared to leave at this point and when you caught him walking your way you turned to the guy closest to you.

“Excuse me” you spoke softly urging him to turn around from his few friends. He was rather attractive a pair of baby blue eyes that enticed the fuck out of you. He wore a pair of jeans and a red button up the top few buttons undone, a cigarette hung from his lips his curly blonde hair shaped his face. “This is gonna sound weird and I’m sorry but there’s this creep and-”

“Where?” He questioned and you nodded behind you the man’s eyes set on someone and he narrowed them. As if he read your mind his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you to him in a almost protective way. He stepped around you so you were next to the bar and he was on the outside where people walked by. His friends were a mix of obvious drunks and a few sober people. You remember one of them from high school but he didn’t seem to remember you so you left it be.

His friends went back to chatting with him and he would blow a puff of smoke every few minutes. You could still feel the guys eyes on you and you visibly tensed when you heard his voice behind you calling your name. The man who was helping you turned to look back before spinning around keeping his arm locked on your waist as his friends stood up standing behind him. It was like that were screaming at the guy to try him. Try you. To try to Fucking graze your skin.

“Can I help you?” He asked followed by a puff of smoke. “Oh, I was just talking to her earlier that’s all” he glanced between you and the man next to you. “Didn’t realize she had a boyfriend” he commented and your helper chuckled sitting the cig between his lips and holding out his hand. “Billy Hargrove, nice to meet you” the man just eyed his held out hand until he retracted it.

“Well what did you want?” Billy asked a little bit more bite to his tone. “Just to talk” you shrugged and turned into Billy’s hold as if you were cold. “She doesn’t wanna talk so, bye” he shoed the guy off with his hand. “You said you came alone..” the guy said and you just kept your head turned away as if you didn’t hear him. “Yeah, she did but then I showed up so she’s not alone. Did you not here me? She doesn’t wanna talk, pal.” The guy went to talk again and Billy interrupted “if you don’t walk away soon you won’t be able to. Get the picture big guy? Good.Bye.”

Billy leaned down and kissed the top of your head as if to show that he was comforting you. The guy reluctantly left and you finally looked up at Billy. “Thank you.” He hummed “you alright sweetheart? Want me to walk you to your car?” You shook your head “my friend drove me so I’ll just call a cab” Billy put the butt of his cigarette out in one of the trays and shook his head. “I’ll give you a ride. Where do you need to go?” He was already leading you out before you protested.

You instructed him where to go and felt oddly safe inside a complete strangers car. “Nice car” you commented and he smiled “ah, thanks. You live close to one of my friends” you smiled “oh yeah? Who?” Billy almost bit his tongue “Harrington?” He proposed and you thought for a minute “Harrington….uhm who?” He sighed “Steve? Steve Harrington” you shrugged “I’ve no clue who that is”

Billy couldn’t tell if you were just messing with him or if you were being completely honest. How could you not know who’s Steve Harrington is though? Everyone knew him.

as Billy passed his house he nodded out “that’s the Harrington’s” “ohhh! Them? Oh yeah no we don’t talk to them” Billy was intrigued now as he pulled into your driveway. “Why not?” “Well, his mom likes to flirt with my dad. Not to mention I’m assuming Steve is their son?” You paused for Billy to nod “yeah he used to Bully me when I was younger. Throw balls at me and shit” Billy chuckled quietly and you sat there for a minute.

“You going inside?” You nodded “just trying to figure out how I’m gonna explain to my parents why I’m stumbling in drunk at 4am “eh, I just tell them to fuck off and walk past them” you let out a soft giggle which makes Billy smile. “Thank you again for your help. You’re a good guy Billy” he nods in reply and you slip out of his car.

He sat to watch you get inside but you turned around heading back to his car. He rolled own his window “what’s wrong? Can’t get in?” You shook your head and dipped your head down into the window. You pressed your lips against his, it was soft and slow and it made butterflies erupt in your tummy. He tasted of cigarettes and oddly enough cherry chapstick, once you finally pulled away “thanks Hargrove, I’ll see you around” and with that you hopped off back inside.

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First of all, I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to respond. My week has been insane. Second...omg, thank you so much. I'm glad you enjoy it!

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HELLO THERE LOVE. Can i request a headcanon of Kise, Midorima, Kagami, Himuro, and Miyahi Kiyoshi reacting to their fem s/o getting injured in a basketball match like kirisaki daichi style? And what would they do to comfort or take care their s/o? Btw i love your blog so much mwuah please stay healthy. ♡

you get kirisaki daichi-injured

a/n: eeeee tysm anon! eat well and have a happy day <3

warnings: reader injuries, basketball player!reader

ft. kise ryouta, midorima shintaro, kagami taiga, himuro tatsuya, kiyoshi teppei

KISE literally was about to run into the court, but kasamatsu had to hold him back as the coach, referee, and other important staff came to circle around you. the person you were versing had elbowed you in the ribs when you caught the rebound ball, and unfortunately cracked them. luckily, the referee had spotten that foul, and kirisaki daichi were banned from competitive play for at least couple years— which kise thought, should be way more. he finally was able to catch you when you were walking towards the benches, and helped you to escort out of the building. outside, he sat you on the bench and allowed you to lean on him. “does it hurt?” he asked softly, careful not to move you around too much. you nodded, “the physician said i can’t play for the rest of the season. why? why do they fucking play like that?” your tears began to fall and he repeatedly kissed your forehead, knowing how much it hurts to stop playing mid-game and feeling useless about it. “you got it next year, y/n-cchi..” he muttered, “i swear, when it’s our turn to verse them, i will beat the living hell out of them. can i sleep over tonight?”

MIDORIMA has never shown so much expression. the minute he saw a basketball thrown to your face, which knocked you down. rage filled his expression and his fists were clenched (gosh, even takao was scared), but he knew better than to interfere with your treatment as the medical team circled around you. when the next game started, he rushed to the infirmary to you, taking your hand to kiss the knuckles. “shintaro, i’m fine.” you smiled, honestly kind of happy about his concern. he eyed your eyepatch, the sides all red and swollen, and frowned. “that’s so fucked up,” he muttered, “i hope they get their karma for that. disqualification is not enough.” you chuckled a bit and sighed, “i can’t play for the rest of this season. this bruise is pretty bad.” midorima frowned again, “i’ll be with you through everything, so don’t struggle alone.” after that, midorima made sure not to let you move so much. and he swore he will get back at kirisaki daichi when it was time for his playoffs.

KAGAMI was literally too stunned to speak. he knew what kirisaki daichi was like, but he never, ever, expected it to happen to you. so when he saw you get squished between two players when you were going for the rebound, he froze, and watched all the people go to circle you. “kagami-kun, you should check up on y/n-san.” kuroko said, nudging him a bit. and suddenly it hit him, and he ran onto the court, pushing the people crowding over you, immediately taking you in his arms. the medical team was hesitant, but he insisted he hold you. “fucking hell, let’s get you to the benches.” he gave the other team the iciest, deadliest glare before carefully guiding you to sit down. when you sat, he made sure your sight was blocked from the other team, not sparing them a glance of your situation. “where does it hurt?” “on a scale of one to ten, how much does it hurt?” he keeps asking all these probing questions until you kiss him to shut him up. “taiga, i’ll be fine.” you chuckled, “i hope they get fucking disqualified though.” kagami took a first aid kit from his bag (something he keeps on him at all times) and bandaged you up. “we’re gonna fucking get them back.” he uttered, “in the mean time, you’re staying with me.” 

HIMURO was furious. he was the one who called the timeout even though he wasn’t in the position to╴but he didn’t care. he saw, with his two own eyes, a player purposely trip you, then later trample on you to “get to the other side of the court.” “they better get fucking disqualified,” himuro expressed to the coach. with the help of murasakibara, they both brought you to the infirmary, only letting the nurse and teammates see you. when players from kirisaki daichi tried to peek, he slammed the door, yelling at them to go away or go to hell. eventually everyone left and it was just you two. “hey, i’m here.” he whispered to you, stroking your head. “does it hurt? can you move?” you smiled at him and shook your head, “i think i can’t play for a bit.” his heart shattered and gripped your hand, kissing your forehead. “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you.”

KIYOSHI warned you. he told you multiple stories about the times he got personally injured, and how it’s brutal, cruel, and every bad word in the dictionary. he even tried to convince you to skip this match for the sake of keeping you safe, but you insisted that the team needed you, and if something happened, you’ll be okay either way; you couldn’t win if you didn’t try. but the minute the other player pushed you down with the ball when they blocked you, making you crash onto the ground, kiyoshi’s eyes widened and he sprinted onto the court. he did not give a damn about what the referee was yelling about— something along with “you shouldn’t be here,” or “go back, go back!” along with the rest of your teammates and coach, they circled around you, but the only person in your line of vision was kiyoshi. “your nose.. it’s bleeding sweetheart. can someone get me some gauze and tissues?” your teammate quickly obliged, and kiyoshi tried to treat you with so much care, but it hurt too much. “sorry love, i know it hurts.” you shook your head, “thank you so much, teppei.” when you looked in the direction of kirisaki daichi, all of them were smirking and giggling, and the person who caused your injury gave an evil grin at you, sticking their tongue out. you gulped, and when kiyoshi saw what you were staring at, he scowled. “no wonder you guys never go to finals╴you don’t even know how to play.” with that, he guided you to the infirmary, where he whispered sweet nothings as he treated you and you rested. 

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Hiiii :)) first, thank you for feeding us knb content like that, you can't imagine how much of a hoe I am for these basketball guys so you're really doing me good 🧎🏾‍♀️

Can I request prompt 15 with Kiyoshi? Lowkey got a praise kink so that would be fitting lmao + we, as a community, need more Kiyoshi content so I'd be very grateful 😩

Anyways, thank you in advance if your taking my request <333

ahhh I can't tell you how excited I am for this gentle giant of a man to be requested! I too believe that as a community we should rise up and erect statues In Teppei Kiyoshi's honour... I mean 🤤🤤

Minors DNI, 18+ Content

"Are you sure about this Y/N?" Teppei asked, his large hands engulfing your face as he kissed your cheeks and forehead.

No doubt trying to ease the nerves you felt as you straddled his lap. Your naked body pressed up against him.

"I trust you Teppei, I can't imagine doing these things with anyone else but you." You admitted, your nose rubbing against his neck as you nestled into him. Your own words causing your cheeks to burn hot. Even though you were both naked this very second, your juice from previous activities still on his chin.

You had been with Teppei for a few months, a few blissful months. Teppei Kiyoshi being ever the gentleman. Walking on the road side of the street, holding doors open, scaring off any unwanted attention with his height and stature. No one wanting to flirt with you as he came up behind you and wrapped you in a hug, claiming you as his.

In these few months you had given him head, the pure length and girth of him something you had only ever seen in porn but he helped you all the way. Never pushing you to do anything until you were ready. Always reassuring you and making sure you were comfortable, freaking out the first time you went too deep and gagged. Him pushing you off him in such a hurry you fell off the bed with a thud.

He had also taught you things about your own body. The places to touch and stroke, bringing yourself to orgasm in front of him while he watched, praising you the whole time. He had also found his favourite place to be, between your thighs, licking and sucking up everything you had to offer. Pleasuring you like a man starved.

"Thank you for trusting me baby, I will do my best to make you feel comfortable." He whispered, lifting you up slightly and laying you down in your back. His tongue licking from your hip to your neck, a moan leaving your lips.

"Just relax okay, I'm right here." He said, lining up with your entrance and slightly pushing inside you. The burn and stretch causing your eyes to shut and your arms to wrap around him.

"It's okay, almost there baby." He panted, one of his large hands holding your hip while he continued to thrust forward. Your mind going foggy with pain and pleasure. The sensation unlike anything you had ever experienced but something that you were glad to be sharing with Teppei.

"That's good baby, keep doing that." He chanted.

"Fuck, you were made for me baby, you feel amazing."

"You are so big Teppei, I feel you in my tummy." You moaned, hugging him closer, scratching down his back as he picked up his pace.

"Baby if you keep saying stuff like that and tightening around me I'm going to fill you with cum a lot sooner than I want."

You smiled at that, kissing your boyfriend passionately as you felt your orgasm approaching.

"We have all night Teppei, I want you to paint all of me with your cum."

you are the best writer for billy out there, i just love the way you write him. do you have any headcanons for him in love?

A/n: This is so... Sweet I could cry, really, it made me smile so big like 🥺 I'm worried sometimes about how I write him and think I should change parts of it but I do like writing him and how I do it so this means a lot me 💞

Billy in love HC's

Billy's never been in love, not really.

The most love Billy has known is from his mother, but even then, his mother left him with his abusive father so even that love was warped and skewed

But it's all he's known, so he's going to have trouble with loving and being loved.

When he does find someone he falls in love with its slow but fast at the same time; slow in that it takes him a while to realize what he is feeling is love, but fast in that the falling in love happens real quick.

It doesn't sit right with him; this feeling in him makes him feel weaker, and all soft inside. And when he's weak and soft he's exposed, he's right in front of the fire.

Keeping his emotions closed off most of the time is how he copes with his father and everything. One of the only emotion he feels deeply and can't control to his will (though arguably he can't control the others, he just forces them to morph into anger) has always been anger, and it is because his father only showed anger; nothing else was normalized.

Lust is familar; he's felt lust for people, wanted them. Had them. But this isn't lust. Or it isn't just lust.

Would separate himself from you at first most likely.

Like, if you're the cause of his rampant emotions that he's kind of worried about, it's easiest to just cut you off.

Acts weird as hell in general; weird as in he doesn't act as rude as usual with Max, doesn't argue as much with people, brushes Max off instead of starting shit with her. Actually sometimes sits quietly in class instead of fucking around.

Max is gonna talk to him. Like, hello? Are you sick or something, you're being really weird bro.

Will get angry or defensive about it like, mind your own fucking business kinda angry.

But maybe it slips, or Max is better at reading his emotions than he thinks- ("you may be a piece of shit but we're family-")

It's not that Max has to tell him what he feels is love of some sort of something, because sure, he has felt love for others. His mom. (Max too, but it's hard to explain.) etc. But not this kind of love.

It's more that Max points out "well maybe Billy, you just really really like this person, and you're acting like you're 13 over it."

When he does eventually accept that he is in love, and if he does eventually begin a relationship with that person (or, if he had been in a relationship and the feelings he had developed into love) then he is a bit different.

First of all, you're special, so you get special treatment. He's still an asshole a lot to people, its his default attitude, but he's softer with his words to you (unless you argue then both parties are just mean asf 💀)

Defensive. Very defensive over the person he loves- will fight people, argue with people, if they look at them wrong? He's already getting heated.

Assuming the person loves him back, this is very much about protecting someone who actually loves him and is giving him love he hasn't had.

Even if they don't love him back, it's still about protecting, but protecting someone he doesn't want ruined like how his father ruined his mother and him, and everything he has touched.

Piggybacking off of that, he would be actually scared that he's like his dad and he will ruin you/his lover

The toxic parts of him don't just disappear suddenly; it takes time and years to change them, and some of them may always be part of him, so when he gets that way it's like a slap in the face to himself: he thinks he's going to ruin this person he loves.

Loves physical touch, in public or not. In public it reassures him you're okay but also let's everyone know that you're his significant other.

Not a flowers type of guy for no reason. If he's gonna give flowers there HAS to be a reason, so if you want random acts of love in the forms of gifts it won't happen.

Let's you have one of his rings he keeps in his room to wear though, and if they don't fit, he gives you one of his earrings to wear if you've got pierced ears (I have a fic I'm writing about this is anyone is interested lmao)

Needy. But doesn't like to admit it or show it. It manifests as a petty argument sometimes cause he just wants something but doesn't wanna admit he wants to be little fucking spoon rn.

Basically, when he's in love, it's fast but slow. He's confused, and it can be chaotic- it scares him and sometimes he doesn't feel worthy. The person he loves can get away with more than others with him. He won't change in a day, or even in a few years. It's slow, but having someone he loves and loves him back helps and he can't imagine not having them in his life; attached, very much so.