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I beg of you. Don’t leave. by BoxesArePrettyCool100
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
16 Jul 2026
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SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS TO PART 3 DFIAEHFUHAEUDHFVIUQHAEIUFHEIUAHFIDVU
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After the events of Part 3, and Mob pulls the trigger under his chin, that’s it. He’s dead. Like all the others, he’s gone. Somehow, dying in Minecraft meant dying in real life too, the consciousness of the player linked between reality and virtual reality.
In desperation, Verity codes Mob’s consciousness into Minecraft before he slips away, and against Mob’s will, he’s forced to live in Minecraft. With Verity.(Living in Minecraft yourself is so different from just playing it on a pc.)
(ps. In this fanfic, Verity was not passed onto the next player, this is because I was so in shock and distraught about the ending and was so desperate to have Mob and Verity together, either platonically, romantically or just together for their dynamics)
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Stay And Obey. by StaticSmile
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
15 Jul 2026
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Haven surrendered his freedom to Verity in order to save his best friend, Mob now struggles with the fact the he very well may never be able to leave again...
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- Part 2 of Ball and Chain
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never ever getting rid of me by rivalsduo
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
18 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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- Part 1 of something is knocking at your bookmarks
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something is cumming in three days by mizichist
Fandoms: Something Is Knocking At Your Door (ThatMob), Something Is Knocking At Your Door, Minecraft (Video Game)
04 Jul 2026
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Verity warns Mob about his incoming rut, Mob treats it like a joke.
He gets demolished
(NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!))
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“Where are you going, Mob?” That familiar voice lacked its usual chipper tone.
Mob didn’t reply- partly because of spite, and partly because he didn’t trust himself to speak without his voice breaking. He continued to the door and stepped into his boots.
“Mob.”
Mob’s hand found the doorknob and twisted it. It didn’t budge. His brows furrowed, and his shoulders slowly slumped forward until his forehead pressed against the wood.
“Verity, open the door.” Just like he thought, his voice came out quiet, unstable with emotion. There was a pause. Verity’s smile never changed.
“It’s nighttime. There may be monsters nearby.”
Mob scoffed. “I know it’s night, Verity, just- open the damn door.” His fingers tightened around the knob, wiggling it impatiently.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Verity spoke slowly.
“Well, I appreciate the input,” Mob replied, still witty even when distressed. “Open it.”
