new project will be published on my birthday :3 Alternate title: Unstable Universe but it's a trauma fest the title explains everything you need to know (don't judge me, I came up with this at 3AM) I did not watch all the vids (theyre THREE HOURS LONG FOR FUCKS SAKE) so this will be very inaccurate (THE ART IS NOT MINE, I GOT IT FROM GOOGLE, IF THE ARTIST IS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT I WILL TAKE IT DOWN) edit: it's now a crackfic ig ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Uu one shots!

"Wemmbu, put that sword down. Please.." Flames voice was shaking even tho he didnt notice it. "Flame.. I love you. Maybe in another life, we could be together." Wemmbu smiled, before he stabbed himself.

Have you ever thought of Verity being a doll delivered to Mob instead of a mod of Minecraft? In this fic, Mob finds Verity's box outside of his door and makes the huge mistake of opening it. Now, he's trapped with a cursed doll that claims to be his personal helper friend and won't let go of him. It all started in a peaceful night-Mob was playing Minecraft alone on his room, it hadn't been much of a productive day so he's bored, his gameplay was interrumpted by an annoying 'Ding ding', two minutes later someone was banging on his door. And when he opened it...There was no one....Just a cartoon box with a huge mystery in it.