#*endermen noises*

[skull-brained]

Minecraft Sona!!! This is Bones, my ender themed character inspired by the Origins mod!! They are just a lil creeture who minds his own business but is happy to lend a helping hand :3

[scn-thedog]

eru . .....!!! qtr rrr eru!!!

[angelfoodscake]

the noises that villagers make ....... <3 so skrunkly and cute

[eldritch-spouse]

Which Minecraft monsters would you smash

Also there’s this monster from a mod called The Obsessed whose whole thing is that he’s a dangerous obsessive stalker and like at first he was just kinda a shadowy guy but then he got a cool spidery monster form so

Okay so- Are we including mods? Because if so, I'd need time to compose an actual list, and it would be lengthy.

Endermen. The warden. I did draw an anthro creeper maid guy, so I suppose... That's kind of it for the base game.

When it comes to dwellers, my favorite is probably "Can't Breathe", not because he's particularly original, but because I like the silly little way he poses when you find him staring you down. I also just really like the way his mouth opens. (I even sketched him, it'll be at the end of this post.)

There are other dwellers I like, such as The Mimic; The One Who Watches; The Goatman; The Slumbering Omen (this last one is very cool, extremely unforgiving though)...

The thing that I dislike about dweller mods is that a lot of them get repetitive real fast. Even the ones who try to be different end up joining the "senseless screamerfest" category, taking away a lot of the enjoyment and thrill from me because I know I'm going to get my eardrums raped. I'm not afraid of the dweller, I'm afraid of the sudden loud noise that will literally prevent me from reacting in time to do anything and avoid dying.

What I like about the dwellers is that they're inherently obsessive entities. They're out there just to hunt you down, and that really kicks my chase kink into high gear, so of course I want a "big bad" mob out there sniffing after me and knocking on my shitty wooden house's doors at night. That's the good stuff!

If I could code for a damn, I'd make a dweller mod where a monster guy just follows you around because he thinks you're cute, but whenever you stare back at him, he runs and hides clumsily because he's shy. That's it. That the mod. Does he hurt you? Not really but he kills every villager you trade with and carves little hearts on the trees next to your home. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyway, here's the shittiest sketch of Can't Breathe.

[uncroppedsoop]

Minesrast final undate:

Added Minions divorce mob

you can now pick up and eat all mob, they scream like a grown human man when you do it. same sound effect every time

Your bank account will not have its savings drained as you play

There is now a small

finally added twerking gordon freeman random encounter (only spawns in superflat worlds)

slime girl She is smarter than you

all cave noises replaced with full poorly made AI voice model covers of the finger family song

Steve will now take back control if you try to do sometthing that goes against his morals

villagers now regularly get into heated debates and brawl on the streets while others take bets on who will win

Your bank account will not have its savings drained as you play

added romance option for pigs

federally outlawed recreational cannibis use

when any block is mined it will now find out your personal information and retort with a very deep-cutting and highly specific insult

allowed the Warden 2 hours of computer time daily

Your bank account will not have its savings drained as you play

removed cognitohazardous imagery that caused players to develop debilitating addiction to eating carcinogens

endermen will now constantly verbally shill cryptocurrencies

replaced Endergragon with boobs

Stopped trying to remove Herobrine. we weren't getting anywhere with that one

[loquarocoeur]

omggg the new fic was ADORABLE. I was sitting here going hehehe giggling kicking my feet

also before this fic I imagined Max's minecraft house being a dirt box or a whole in a mountain, but now. Yes, Max would absolutely build a wooden cottage with flowers and probably every breed of cat and dog and then call it his fort. you are as always so correct

if they played together I can see Charles just running around collecting flowers. also he would absolutely get scared by an endermen and their spooky noises

No but I feel like Max would be so blind to what he's actually made it and still genuinely think it's an actual fort meanwhile Charles is just like.. honey are you sure you know what a fort looks like..?

And absolutely, Max will be hard at work gathering actual food and supplies while Charles will be prancing around picking flowers and screeching at Max to come save him at every enderman until Max switches it to peaceful mode

[kozykricket]

Yet Another Phantom Rework Idea: Ominous Nights

So, now that we have ominous events in Minecraft, and the devs have even talked about the idea of adding more ominous events... as basically the catch all for opt-in harder challenges in the game...

Why not throw phantoms into the generic undead enemies grouping in the game? I kid. I jest. but... hear me out:

Put them in an Ominous Event for night time. Not structure based: Just based around night. Specifically, if you drink an ominous bottle, thereby opting in with the bad omen effect, and try to sleep while you have bad omen that hasnt been cleared or converted into a trial omen / raid omen... Well, you don't skip the night. Instead... you're told that "No amount of rest can pass this night" and a little popup happens with a phantom noise, similar to the raid popup in bedrock edition. Now, you have Nightmare Omen. maybe a little advancement called Ins-omen-ia (ha get it) so what does nightmare omen do? As you may have guessed, it makes the night harder, specifically by making the mobs spawn with potion effects, making them spawn more armored, and changing up the spawning pool, to mostly comprise of the undead. This would include phantoms which would be the signature mob of Nightmare Nights. Of course, as with any ominous event, milk could cancel this, or prevent it entirely... which is a nice nod to having a nice warm glass of milk before bed to sleep better! But anyways, yeah, the whole night would be unskippable, and the effect would last around the length of a whole night. as a failsafe, it'd clear itself if it became day through... someone else sleeping if one player sleep is enabled, etc. and no, it wouldn't effect mob spawns for everyone: just mob spawns for you. Heck, I've seen a mod that makes phantoms grab mobs from the ground and drop them to kill them... and that got me thinking, what if some phantoms had AI goals that made them help out their undead friends, by delivering them right to your face! Some phantoms would just do the usual "fly around, bite you, be a nuisance" and some would be airdropping zombies or flying skeletons around. maaaybe it'd just be a type of jockey lol and as the reward for this? Well, for one, you get to grind more EXP so long as you don't die and lose the effect... but also, what if they just... dropped more rare loot? Or maybe... heck, maybe this is a suitable replacement for Looting if you were to nerf it honestly. I'd do this just for the XP and bones alone... if only zombies had good drops :P ...as for creepers, spiders, witches, and endermen? I have a feeling they'd be exempt from being buffed... I think they deserve their own little things, as they arent undead. Especially endermen (and witches already have raids) So yeah, Ins-omen-iac. If I make it a mod someday, I wanna call it that. I think it'd be cool to just lean into phantoms as being The Hard Mode Undead Enemy ...if theres stuff i left out of this, questions of how it might work, then let me know! or if you have ideas on how ominous / nightmare nights could be improved, you are very welcome to comment/reblog! ty for reading either way! BONUS: You got this far, so I might as well tell you a short, alternative idea I had for phantoms last week before this idea. What if... you know how phantoms circle around in the air, almost like how vultures circle around dead things? Like. i literally saw a vulture irl the other day and i was like "oh, huh, theres probably something dead there" well what if phantoms just... only spawned in specific locations that would basically act as markers for "oh, theres something underground here" whether it be a mineshaft, a monster room, or a whole buncha trial chambers!! it'd be cool, because then you'd be encouraged to explore the surface at night time; to walk into the danger of the night... and see if you can find any phantoms, because if you DO, then you know theres gotta be an underground structure... somewhere nearby. the logic is that, as the undead, they sense the presence of Souls. and ... well, old ancient civilization stuff tends to leave a large imprint of soul-vibes on the world.

...and of course theres also my old post about a phantom rework that boils down to "Stay in the dark long, and you gain insomnia. Be in the light, and it clears up. Phantoms are afraid of light. Deep tragic lore"

I'm proud of all of these ideas on how to make one of my favorite mob designs that I see has huge potential... into an actually INTERESTING and FUN mob! I can totally see Mojang going with involving them in something Ominous related

[talon-dragonbeast]

yesterday i went to a concert with some friends. thankfully it was a small one, so there werent many people there. but my god, i dont understand how people can enjoy these. not only from a neurodivergent/nonhuman perspective, but, just, generally. why do people go to concerts? why do they like them? theres so much noise that hurts your ears, so many flashing lights blinding you, so many people bumping on you from every direction. you cant talk with anyone, because it would be impossible to hear them. you cant have a break from the noise or even sit down when youre tired, because its... just something you dont do at a concert. why? i dont know.

eventually (after 5 songs or so) i had enough and just put on my noise-cancelling earphones. all my friends gave me weird looks at first, but i told them i had a headache (i didnt, but "my had hurts" is easier for neurotypicals to understand than "loud noises make me want to rip my ears off") so they seemed to understand. i havent told them im autistic as i dont have a diagnosis yet, but lets be honest they probably already know bc im not very good at masking, despite my best efforts.

i had a tail phantom shift the whole time, probably an enderman one because although i couldnt feel the tuft of hair at the end, the tail itself felt thin and flexible and i was able to wrap it around my leg, which would be impossible if it were my dragon one. its pretty easy to tell which tail is which because my dragon tail is strong and rigid (like a dinosaur tail! :D), while my enderman tail is long, thin and very moveable, and im able to swish it around and curl it around my leg and even around my wrist sometimes (curling the tail around ones limb is enderman body language for 'im extremely stressed out but i dont want to show it', so as you can tell i was pretty tense the whole time lol).

i also had on-and-off phantom teeth shifts immediately followed by enderman mouth/lips shifts, which felt incredibly weird. like, one moment i had fangs fused with hardened lips like an enderman, the other i had sharp canines inside my mouth like a dragon. endermen's mouths dont have teeth as far as i could tell, so suddenly having them felt very out of place. it was probably the stress, but huh.

anyway, that was a lot of words to say that I went out with friends and had some stressful (but also fun) times :D

[pr0phecyy]

Are endermen the embodiment of autism?

Mojang, all of you are geniuses

Avoid eye contact (they scream/become homicidal if you do)

Teleport and you never know where the FUCK they are

Make weird noises only others of their kind can understand

Hate water

Usually are found in darker places

[delimeful]

Defender

warnings: bickering, theoretical violence, that's basically it this one's fluffy

Part 8 of MC AU!

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“And you’re sure that this will prevent the village’s valiant defender from attacking Anxiety on sight?” Roman asked, visibly concerned. “Absolutely sure that there won’t be hitting or striking or slaying of any variety?”

Logan disliked repeating himself, and this would be the third time he had done so, hence his rapidly waning patience. “Yes, Roman. I’ve been researching this exact matter for weeks, and I’m very confident that my alterations to the iron golem’s runic carvings will prevent it from targeting Anxiety. I had to perform a similar adjustment for my own person when first creating the golem, as well.”

“Alright, alright,” Roman relented, though when Logan turned away, he could see the adventurer shoot the iron golem a wary look. “I’m just a mite concerned for Tall, Dark, and Spooky, that’s all. I mean, have you seen how bony that guy is? A single punch would practically bowl him over!”

“I think you’re underestimating him,” Logan replied, absently hoping that Roman didn’t notice the way he was triple-checking the images in his reference book and the runes painstakingly carved into the iron golem’s armor. “Endermen are far more durable and far more dangerous than they look.”

A brief stretch of silence, and then he paused his work again to lift his head and elaborate: “Not that Anxiety is a danger to us.”

“Pat’s got us well-trained, huh,” Roman mused, as though he hadn’t just been fretting over the enderman in question. “I swear, one day he’ll bring the Ender Dragon home, and we’ll all just have to adapt to it just to make the guy happy.”

“Please do not speak that into existence,” Logan replied dryly, brushing away some stray metal shavings as he stepped back from the village’s golem to look over his work. “I have no doubt he would be the only one even capable of such a thing.”

Roman hummed in agreement, coming to stand by his side. They surveyed the updated runes together for a long moment.

“And this won’t prevent it from realizing that other endermen are still potential threats?” Roman asked, an eyebrow raised at the complex interwoven symbols. “That’s a pretty specific condition to set for a construct, Specs.”

“It is,” Logan allowed. “Luckily, I am an exceedingly skilled witch.”

The brag earned him a snort and an eyeroll, both gestures a far cry from the wariness that had marked the beginning of their strange enemies-turned-friends dynamic.

“Fine, fine, I’ll stop pestering you,” Roman said, lifting his hands up in a gesture of faux-innocence. “But if Anxiety gets punched into next week by one of those metal tree trunks your golem calls arms, I reserve the right to say I told you so.”

Logan sighed, the noise coming out far fonder than he wanted it to. “Very well. Though, I will remind you how many times you’ve gotten to exercise that particular right over the course of our friendship.”

He wasn’t in the habit of being wrong, especially because letting Roman say ‘I told you so’ to him would be galling beyond belief.

Roman grumbled wordlessly for a moment, before turning on his heel to lead the way back towards the small clearing near Patton’s house. “Regardless, I maintain the right! One of these days, your hubris will be your undoing, and on that day, my powerful intuition and sense for danger will triumph!”

The adventurer accentuated this particular claim by immediately getting his boot caught in a stray pumpkin vine, tripping, and nearly eating dirt.

“Doubtful,” Logan replied with poorly-concealed smugness, preoccupied with carefully replacing the golem’s lodestone and observing it shuffle back into awareness. He paid no mind to the indignant muttered complaints growing fainter behind him.

Once he was satisfied that nothing was amiss and all the inscribed runes were still properly lit up, he turned to follow Roman, beckoning to the golem to follow.

Now came for the nerve-wracking part: ensuring that the runic alterations would take proper effect, something that could only be done by introducing the two.

It was a relatively short walk to the clearing, and once they were close, Roman picked up his pace to sprint ahead and let Patton and Anxiety know that the first test of Logan’s handiwork was about to begin. Since the golem was relatively slow unless agitated, Logan remained behind, walking slowly at its side to keep it on course.

By the time they reached the clearing, everyone was prepared. In Anxiety’s case, perhaps even over-prepared, going by the characteristic ozone scent that cropped up whenever the enderman teleported too many times in a small space. Roman’s apprehension must have unsettled him as well— they did call him Anxiety for a reason, after all.

Concealing a sigh, Logan stepped forward into the clearing and to the side to make way for the construct trailing behind him, clearing his throat as though everyone’s gazes weren’t already locked on his approach. “Anxiety, our iron golem is right behind me. If it locks onto you and begins to move quickly, teleporting a chunk away should be far enough for it to calm down. It won’t harm any of us, as I’ve said before.”

There was an otherworldly hum of acknowledgement, and he noted that Anxiety had settled in front of Patton, rather than behind. By now, everyone had become well-adjusted to making sure to avoid eye contact with their easily-agitated friend, but usually, Anxiety still showed a clear preference for teleporting directly behind any one of them.

(Personally, Logan believed it was at least in part due to the way Roman would always shriek in startlement when Anxiety appeared behind him. Their unusual enderman was difficult to parse at times, but his penchant for mischief wasn’t particularly hard to pick up on.)

This test must have had him truly on edge. Logan turned to watch the golem lumber into the clearing, keeping his own posture forcibly relaxed as he mentally prepared to do damage control if this little experiment failed.

The iron golem drew to a stop a few steps in, its field of vision sweeping over all of them, and the moment stretched. It then made a grinding stone-on-stone rumble inquisitively, as though curious as to why all of them were so tense.

The sigh of relief was audible, even in Anxiety’s warped voice. Logan adjusted his glasses and only barely refrained from flaunting his success over Roman in the name of keeping the current peace. “Anxiety, you should be safe to approach, and I encourage you to do so. If you’re able to interact at close range with the iron golem, that should confirm that each and every one of the adjustments have set in properly.”

Anxiety warbled, teleporting back and forth a few blocks as he often did while nervous, and Patton reached out to give him a supportive pat on the arm.

“This is the one who was looking out for me before I met you,” he told Anxiety, offering an encouraging smile. “I think you two will get along well!”

Anxiety was quiet for a moment, and then walked forward on spindly legs, approaching the guardian with all due tentativeness. The iron golem tilted its head upwards to look at the enderman, making another rumble as it swung its arms back and forth absently, entirely unconcerned with what would normally be a serious enemy to it.

Anxiety ‘vrrp’-d back at the golem, circling around it in an unsteady circle, like a bee around a flower. The golem turned in a slow rotation to follow the enderman’s movement, still languid and unhurried. It painted a rather cute picture, if Logan was honest.

Patton clapped his hands together in glee, happy that they’d managed a successful interaction. Somehow, Logan was reminded of the first time he’d introduced his familiar to Patton’s pet cat. The felines’ resulting tolerance of each other had earned a similar reaction.

“There we have it,” he concluded, satisfied with a job well done. “Anxiety is no longer at any risk from the town’s guardian.”

Roman sidled up next to him, apparently content to ignore Logan’s somewhat self-satisfactory tone. “You know, if you’d told me this was what I’d be helping with a month ago, I wouldn’t have believed you for love or diamonds.”

“Yes, well, I could have said much the same at many points over my acquaintanceship with Patton,” Logan replied, watching as the iron golem slowly offered Anxiety a poppy, as though confused as to why the enderman was still persistently bobbing around it. Anxiety seemed immediately charmed by the gesture. “By now, I suspect I’m growing rather used to it.”

“At least I handled our newest friend better than our first meeting, hm?” Roman said wryly, and Logan exchanged an amused look with him. “Maybe I’m getting used to it, too.”

A few yards away, Patton was still practically jumping for joy. He turned to the two of them, beaming. “Now we can introduce Anxiety to the rest of the village!”

The look they exchanged this time was far more alarmed. “Patton, I’m not so sure that’s the best idea…”

Across the clearing, the iron golem tilted its head curiously as the enderman next to it abruptly teleported a fair few blocks away to hide behind a tree.

Huh. Seemed the latest and strangest addition to the village was shy.

[dragon-in-e-box]

Spent several hours building an Endermen farm on Bavovna SMP and had a very close introduction to the End noises (that might be from one of the mods since I couldn’t find them anywhere)

Had several heart attacks, but then the inspiration hit on what’s making the sound, so I went and designed those lovely guys. I present you

Creatures of The Void

I actually had enough time to think about a whole ecosystem, so I might share it later

[lifesteal-headcanons]

mob/hybrid traits tend to make sounds associated with the mob in question. Clown (I’ve decided he’s an enderman/dragon thing) makes enderman noises. Parrot chirps.-Hear me out. If one of them is in a dimension that their respective mob is not associated with, they get nauseous and have to go back to their dimension after about two hours. This can be countered with potions. (Clown is not effected by this. Endermen spawn everywhere.)-Not really relevant but different (continued in next)

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[justanotherrandommoth]

Everyone talking about creaking x endermen NO creaking x warden like. Doesn't like to be looked at, can't see, makes a lot of noise, relies off of noise, both meant to guard their homes, both a horror mob

Hello

Is anyone there

[dogoryx]

I decided to make my own interpretation/design of an endermen a while back.

Hairless (besides the flimsy wispy hairs on the back of the neck) with taught, lean, veiny body (despite having zero blood and are more or less hollow). They are perpetually stooped in most circumstances, and have low dragging hands that are elongated and thin to help them eat (chorus fruit or something, who knows if they even need to actually eat). Their eyes are buggy and bright. Their disposition is meek, and that of constant anxiety, they dread being interacted with, they much prefer passive observation. Their core is a pearl that more or less is their energy/heart, and the rest of their insides are hollow or almost woodwind like (they can use air passing through these to click and chirp).

In extreme circumstances when a threat (something making prolonged eye contact) sets them off, they put on a show. They violently suck in air, which collapses their neck/throat and pulls it through their mouth in a very ghastly appearance (kinda like a frog). Their jaw is dislocated to accommodate this stretch, and their eyes bulge considerably from the pressure of their throat/neck. Their lips flip up and over their nose/snout to reveal black needle like teeth (fangs/teeth a bit like a snake/eel). Since the neck is sucked up into the mouth, this pulls their body ramrod straight, drawing up their shoulders and puffing out their chest, which makes their figure much taller and imposing. Their arms are held rigidly at the sights, threatening to lash out at a moments notice. The constant sucking/holding of the air to create this display creates a ghastly shrieking/grunting noise, adding to the intimidation factor. With all that said, this display is not only painful for them to perform and hold for long periods of time, but also distressing to their psyche, therefore they do everything in their power to get the situation over with.

[hmshermitcraft]

Having a panic attack because the night sky reminds of the end isn't nice, but Xisuma, a runaway endermen hybrid, is mostly used to it by now.

Mostly.

Cuddles from Keralis always make it better though

Something Keralis did to help was sit with Xisuma under the stars and help him see them.

In the end, the air is only noise. There is no pattern to it, no consistency. It is like the dimension itself humming to you. But here, in there overworld? The stars are the same each night - different positions, same stars. And people draw pictures with them! Xisuma can look for those, and know he's safe.

It took some time for X to learn Keralis had just made up some constellations instead of teaching him any common ones. But that's okay. Xisuma made one that reminds him of Keralis, too.

[warriorend]

ok this is a fun map & it looks pretty cool so far

there is a language barrier but it is Not insurmountable. I understand Enough to scrape by if I pay attention. also from what I do understand (/have translated in story) the writing is very cool and good. so. yippee or however you say it

hm. i'm getting slow (in minecraft). need to find a map or something to play

i'll probably grab a couple. i like to grab multiple