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An Unhealthy Obsession by Nykeqil, zillyzee
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series), Minecraft (Video Game)
13 Jul 2026
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The top of the shelf had a crooked sign attached that read : “Grab your One Wish Willow!” There left only a few scattered boxes, with the size of a toothpaste box, featuring a nostalgic 1950s toy box aesthetic.
Verity seized one of the boxes. “THE ONE AND ONLY WISH WILLOW. SPARK THE MIDDLE AND BREAK IT IN HALF!” The words read on the back of it.
“You only get one wish, so make it count!”
After messing up on their first date(?), Verity uses a One Wish Willow to try to stitch back the pieces.
Next thing he knows? Mob is acting weird. More than weird. Verity can't seem to shake off the guy where moment prior he seemed like he never wanted to talk to him ever again.
They say you can't make someone love you.
They're wrong.
OR: Verity x Obsession
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Chaos, she politely knocked by Apprehensive_Acorn
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
10 Jun 2026
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"Mob," Verity starts, "who do you love?"
"Who do I—? I…" Mob pauses for a moment. "I'm not telling you that."
A moment.
"Okay," Verity acquiescence, easily.
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First, it seemed to happen slowly. Then, things happen all at once.
The mod itself is having issues, he thinks.
It reacts incorrectly. Verity acts oddly. More strangely than usual, more neurotic than recognizable.
He indulges it.
He has practice.
He has nothing better to do.
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When Verity comes through his monitor screen, he sure thinks he could have found something better to do. Now all there is to do is live with it.
Verity possesses whoever is unfortunate enough to open the door.
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Something is Looking through Your Window by MiniPeeps
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
12 Jul 2026
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"...Hey Verity,"
"Yeah, what’s up Mob?" said Verity, bustling around with getting everything ready.
"...Something's coming in three days from now."
Verity stopped what he was doing, to look at Mob. "...What's coming?"
Mob looked away toward the window, sunlight catching in his emerald eyes. "Just something..It's... not dangerous or anything." He paused. "...Probably."
Verity stared for a second before letting out a small nervous laugh. "'Probably' isn't exactly reassuring, Mob."
"...I know...Just. Don't be nosey, okay?" reassured Mob.Verity didn't understand. But judging by the uncertain look on Mob's face...He wasn't so sure himself. "...Could've I prevented this... thing from coming?"
Mob blinked. "...No." The answer came surprisingly quickly. "It would've happened eventually."
[Or in other words, the author makes a Swap AU fic of this too goobers because she can't deal with what happen in actual cannon.]Note from Author: Also in addition, I'm not stopping my other fic, I just had this prepared and thought I should post it for those that like swap AU's as well.
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13 Jul 2026
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left off chapter 1
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never ever getting rid of me by rivalsduo
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
15 Jul 2026
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when mob kills himself, he finds that it grants him no freedom. in fact, he may have just put himself into purgatory.
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mob becomes part of verity’s code after sticking around too long, forcing him along the ride across worlds and new youtubers.
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13 Jul 2026
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left off chapter 4
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möbius by rinkydinkz
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Something Is Knocking At Your Door (ThatMob), Video Blogging RPF
23 Jun 2026
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Mob noticed the people around him backing away to clear a path, murmuring amongst themselves as a sickly yellow, bony hand entered Mob’s field of view.
Mob looked up to a face that looked… wrong. Dark arched brows, a stretched and long face, and pitch black eyes stared back at him with a profound glee that was glaringly inappropriate for the situation Mob was in. (…) Something about the way he presented himself made Mob think of all the reasons Mob disliked clowns — the sheer vibrancy of the guy was enough to blind passerby.
“Are you alright? You sure took a tumble there!” The young man chuckled, voice pleasant and warm and despite the inky void of nothingness resting within his eyes. It also sounded… disturbingly familiar, in a way that he didn’t want to place.
Mob felt a little crazy with the parallels he was making in his mind.
In which Mob ignores red flags like it's an olympic sport.