#minecraft gameplay stim | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

pikopikoheartz · 4 months

Text

soul eater personal hcs ^.^

random personal hcs for the characters that makes sense in my head

spirit has a full seven step skincare routine

spirit paints his nails with clear or sometimes black nail polish. probably does his own manicure too

spirit didnt actually believe that marie was pregnant but soon became JOYOUS about being an uncle

blackstar and tsubaki played fireboy and watergirl and beaten the entire thing

soul and blackstar take turns playing parappa the rapper but end up fighting and ruining the gameplay for each other

soul and blackstar would be cracked at ddr

blackstar is a huge sonic the hedgehog fan lol

tsubaki loves to draw and tried teaching the others how to

blackstar often ask tsubaki to help him draw sonic characters or request sonic characters for her to draw

maka is a lesbian theres no way she would be romantically interested in men

c group has a minecraft server together thats in total chaos and havent been touched in months until they randomly remember and play again (then forget and repeat)

marie is on the aroace spectrum, she often longs and desires a romantic relationship but never rlly felt actual romance until later on when her and stein were on the run

marie is totally on the autism spectrum and very hyper-empathetic. she also stims with her hair, brushing through them with her fingers.

marie can draw but only in the old shoujo art style or straight up semi-realistic, no in between

stein is also on the aroace spectrum, spent most of their childhood and teenage years uninterested, totally fell for marie first as adults without realizing it too until they were on the run

stein would have pretty impressive art talent when it comes to human anatomy. has an art journal somewhere with the complete human anatomy pictures he drew and wrote each detail about it.

stein would later come to terms with being gnc after he and marie have been together for awhile (with marie sort of breaking his shell) and uses they/he/she. also a butch lesbian cause i said so

27 notes · View notes

eunchancorner · 2 years

Note

I got another fic request if you don’t mind it! Just a playful tickle fight between the hatzgang? All three of them are ticklish dorks who act tough in my opinion. Ofc if you aren’t comfy with this, you can 100% decline. Love your work btw :3

Not me happy squeaking at getting another spooky month prompt. Plus the Hatzgang, I could rant for ever about them but in short you’re absolutely right-

Also I kinda wasn’t able to finish this one, I apologize, I just kinda… lost the motivation entirely and couldn’t leave it here when I have more in my inbox. Sorry.

Lers Ross Robert and Roy, Lees Ross Robert and Roy

Warning: Unfinished garbage, cussing

Word count: 1371

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Thanks for letting us come over, Mrs. Jaune,” Robert said as he walked in with Roy at his side. Them and Ross had been planning a sleepover for months and for the longest time been debating on who’s house to hold it at, before settling on Ross’s since his family was the most chill.

“No problem, Rob. He’s upstairs, and I get not wanting to stay at Roy’s house… no offense, Roy, but your mom is…” she trailed off.

“Oh, trust me, I know,” Roy assured her as Ross came downstairs to greet his friends.

“But, out of curiosity, why didn’t you guys stay at Rob’s house like last time?” Jaune asked.

“Because Radford kept messing with me the whole time…” Rob started, but Ross couldn’t help himself.

“You mean because he kept tickling you and me and Roy kept teasing you about it?”

“DUDE!”

“Aw, don’t worry, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Ross is pretty ticklish too, aren’t you, Rossy?~”

“Wh- n- No I’m not!” the ravenette protested, but a curious poke from Robert pulled a squeak that made denial impossible. “Dammit, Mom, quit embarrassing me!”

“That’s my job, honey. Now, you three head on up, me and your dad are gonna start on dinner,” she told them, and the three nodded, heading upstairs to Ross’s room.

“You guys wanna listen to some music while I get my games set up?” Ross offered as they walked in.

“With the way your room looks, something tells me the answer is no…” Roy answered, looking at the pure black walls and dark gray bed sheets.

“Listen, I was emo before, and we don’t have enough paint to repaint here, so shut it,” the ravenette snapped back. “I listen to different music now, it’s not all Fall Out Boy and MCR. I got AJR, I got Imagine Dragons, what do you want to listen to?”

“Ooo, AJR! Can we listen to I’m Not Famous? That’s my favorite!” Rob butted in, doing his little happy stims as Ross nodded and turned the song on. The two other friends sat down as they watched Ross set up his console (which shall go unnamed for reasons) and pulled out a few games.

“Ok, guys, Mario Kart, Black Ops or Minecraft?” He offered up three of their favorite games, already knowing damn well they were going to pick Minecraft. There was something for all of them in that game.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, Ross was mining, Roy was trying to build a house and Rob was gathering flowers and making friends with bees.

“Ross, I sure as hell hope you’re getting cobblestone,” Roy complained, idly motioning to the dwindling amount in his inventory.

“What does it look like I’m getting- actually, Rob what are you even doing?” Ross asked, getting distracted by his blonde friend’s gameplay.

“Hehe, bees,” the blonde answered with a single word, feeding two bees a flower and watching as a little baby bee spawned in.

“Wh- actually I have an idea. Ross, get some sand,” the brunette suddenly said.

“Ughhh, why?” the former emo boy complained.

“We’re gonna build a honey farm.”

“Don’t we need a hive for that?”

“Well, DUH, that’s what Robert’s supplying us with! He’s over by the bees, so we’ll just build it around them! It’ll be perfect!” Roy sneered, as though he was coming up with some kind of evil plan.

Robert couldn’t help but laugh quietly at his friend’s tone. “Calm down, dude, we’re just building a honey farm, not catching the Smurfs.”

Ross snickered a bit. “Catching the Smurfs, what are you, a 90’s kid?”

“Listen, my parents only give us so many options on what to watch so we make do with what we have! Besides, my sister loves 90s cartoons!”

“Of course it circled back to your sister,” Roy playfully complained, earning a very fake offended gasp.

“Oh, you’re just jealous that both of you are single children!”

“Oh, please, you have enough siblings for all of us,” Ross pointed out.

“I-” Robert started before he paused and counted in his head. “Oh shit you’re right-”

“PFFFT- '' Roy slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter at the tallest’s realization, Ross letting his amusement flow free in the form of a few low chuckles.

“Listen, sometimes I forget Robin is there, ok? She’s super quiet!”

“Shehehe- She’s right there!” Ross argued, more giggles bubbling up in his throat.

“Oh, shut up, both of you, before I give you both a reason to laugh!” the blonde threatened, Ross promptly shutting up with a small but noticeable wobbly smile. Roy, however, smirked at his friend.

“Nice try, but I’m not ticklish,” he dared, Rob raising an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Oh, you’re not? Really?”

“Nope… but you are.”

Before the other two knew what was going on, Roy had the blonde pinned beneath him, his hands raised in threatening claws before attacking the poor boi’s sides with merciless squeezes and scribbles, making him burst into bright laughter.

“R-ROHOHOHOY! NOHOT THEHEHERE! PLEHEHEASE!” he squealed, kicking and squirming and thrashing under his friend’s skilled fingers. Ross couldn’t help but watch his friends closely, carefully planning his next move. Slowly, and carefully, he reached his hand out to squeeze Roy’s side.

“Oh? Not there? And what’s gonna stop me? Maybe… you?” Suddenly, the brunette grabbed his ravenette friend’s wrist and yanked him forward, pulling him down to the ground beside Robert.

Oh fuck-

“I don’t think sooo!~” and, just like that, Roy clawed at Ross’s belly, seeming to know exactly where to go to get him squeaking and curling into a ball around his hand.

“Aww, look how ticklish you two are! In fact, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say that, just by getting you guys once, I’ve already found your worst spots! I mean, just listen to you two, hell, I can’t even tell if you can hear me over your own laughter!~”

Of course, he could tell they could. The way their faces lit up bright red at his teases, how Robert squirmed more and more, and how Ross even tried to pull his beanie over his face was enough to tell. Ah, what a nice activity, tickling the absolute hell out of your friends for no reason other than they were about to tickle you.

Well, it wasn’t as long as he hoped it’d be, as suddenly he was pushed off of them, tumbling onto his back. He sat up to see them sitting up, giggly, panting, still smiling, but oh boy, even under those bright smiles they looked pissed.

“W-wait, guys! W-we’re friends, right? Y-you guys!” Roy wasn’t sure why he was getting so worked up, he wasn’t even sure if he was ticklish, but the looks that his two friends were giving him made him feel butterflies fluttering in his stomach, and whether he was or not, he was really nervous to find out.

But, of course, no amount of begging can save you from the ticklish wrath of your friends. Ross tackled him to the ground and Robert wasted no time in shoving his hands under Roy’s arms, immediately pulling a surprised squeal from the brunette. It definitely tickled, a lot more than he was expecting, and it felt so weird to suddenly feel like laughing that he did the only thing that made sense in his mind: tried to hold it in. He didn’t know why, he just did.

Apparently that was a mistake.

“Ohhh, we got a fighter here, huh? I know how to deal with fighters!” Robert said in a way that was way too teasy for Roy’s liking. “Ross, I’m gonna need a little help here. Pick a spot and dig in!”

Ross nodded and went for his own worst spot, the belly, not quite expecting the reaction he got.

“AHAHA NOHO FUHUCK!!” Roy screeched, rolling onto his side with more force than Robert was ready for, accidentally dislodging his left hand. But all that mattered was the dam was broken, laughter pouring from the brunette’s lips in a similar manner that he had his friends in minutes before. He weakly shoved at the blonde’s remaining hand, seemingly barely trying to dislodge it.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sadly I couldn't finish this one, maybe you can come up with your own ending!

56 notes · View notes