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1. no, nobody has to understand (me and my man) by not_a_shromp

   Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)  

   • Mature
   • Major Character Death
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   19 Jul 2026

   Tags

   • Major Character Death
   • ThatMob (Video Blogging RPF)/Verity (Something is Knocking at Your Door)
   • ThatMob (Video Blogging RPF)
   • Verity (Something is Knocking At Your Door)
   • GroxMC (Video Blogging RPF)
   • Hurt No Comfort
   • Implied/Referenced Suicide
   • Grief/Mourning
   • SOMEWHAT graphic descriptions of violence. idk tho
   • Post-Canon
   • spoilers to part three of something is knocking at your door
   • Missing Scene
   • My First Work in This Fandom
   • no beta we lowk just die
   • Fuck AI
   • ..no not like that
   • might be ooc since this is my first time writing them
   • this fic is rated as mature because of the implications of harm. there is NO SMUT
   • Angst
   • Character Study
   • Verity-centric (Something Is Knocking At Your Door)
   • no constructive criticism please! my self-esteem is hanging by a thread

   Summary

   His tears blur his vision. Verity wants to claw out of this virtual reality, to rip at the coding's seams until each pixel disintegrates into the void beyond bedrock; to end it all. He could, if death was possible for a being like him.

   Verity can't die. It's not possible. It isn't.

   It isn't and it isnt and it isn't and it isnt and it isn't and it isn't and it isnt and it isnt and it isn't and it isnt and it isn't and it isn't and it isn't and it isnt and it isnt and it isn't and it isnt and it isn't and it isn't and it

    

   ( The fire casted a bright glow amidst the silky ocean of darkness, with its blazing reds and flickering oranges and bright yellows. Its colors waltzed, hungrily dancing amongst one another into an inevitable fate of lingering smoke. Sitting at the edge of the open door's threshold, Mob's face illuminated with the warmth, his features softened by the fire's intensity as he hastily attempted to skew the finally cooked meat.

   or: In which ThatMob dies, and Verity is forced to face the aftermath. (Read the disclaimer in the author's notes!)

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