Theknocker Stories

Rare for a creature. Stalker (?) even. To be in love with you naturally. A mysterious knocking. A dangerous choice. And a creature everyone warns you to avoid. When you finally come face-to-face with Knocker, you realize he may not be the monster everyone thinks he is.

Knocker x reader This is my first story, so it might be ass. There will be warnings in the story when you open it, so yeah, hope you enjoy :D

!! The Knocker (the obsession mod from Poosh) is in love with you!! - Disclaimer: dead dove, dark themes, some mentions of gore, sort of unhealthy relationship- Note: the reader does lean into more of a fem POV! Please enjoy!! It's my first published story !! I will be making more sometime soon, like a Ticci Toby one! Artist for cover: stroke_fish

Y/n and her best friend, Dove, going on a vacation. What else?

- [𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.] -------🦷 This is just a semi crack and fluff oneshot that I had posted on tumblr and decided to post it on here too just for the hell of it. Also it's my first fic i've made so it might not be THAT good. Cover was made by Me and the character artwork was made by kyasuka on Pinterest!

Clio, a young woman living in a forest hours away from a coastal town, receives consistent visits from an odd man--or entity maybe, whom she simply calls "The Knocker", based on the fact that he knocks on her windows and door at night. Eventually, she gets herself to interact with him, despite her tensed nerves at the large man. What does this man want from her? What will he do to her? Kill her perhaps? ---------------------------------- This isn't a yumeship or oc x character, I just wanted to have an actual character instead of making y/n cause that seemed harder for me. I really trying trust... ---------------------------------- There will be nsfw, stalking, assault(physical...), and more stuff. Just a warning. ---------------------------------- Art Credits to whiteaawe on tiktok because I can NOT make a cover... :(

finding a freak that somehow got clingy to you after he almost killed you in a cave WAS NOT on your bingo card for this year for sure. Ｉｎ Ｗｈｉｃｈ → you were living not so peacefully, but for sure trying to avoid your bad mental health before it gets you in the same situation u tried to get out of, but for your misfortune, life does not always be on your side because now he saw you and he will never change his mind he wants you to realize that it's him you want not them . (even if you don't know what the knocker is, you can read this fic btw, it's gonna be easy to catch up dw)

Mia's life runs on routine. Morning classes, late shifts at a small convenience store, quiet nights spent on her phone or half-watching something just to fill the space. It's not exciting, but it's stable, and for a while, that's enough. Then something starts noticing her. It doesn't announce itself all at once. It lingers at a distance, appears where it shouldn't be, leaves behind moments that don't quite make sense until they stack on top of each other. A figure that looks almost human. A presence that doesn't need to be seen to be felt. A voice that doesn't come from anywhere, but still answers. Mia tries to ignore it, to explain it, to keep moving through her routine like nothing has changed. But the boundaries between outside and inside begin to blur, and the feeling of being watched doesn't go away when she closes the door. It stays. And the more she notices it, the more it seems to notice her back.

Based on the Minecraft mod: The Knocker. this is a genuine joke haha what wip!

The Knocker & the Man from Shadows x Oc ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ There's something watching her from a distance. Something picking up her stray feathers. There's something moving her things when she's not home. She chalked it up to her being paranoid. Jack had told her creepy stories the other night. Surely this was nothing. Then the tapping started on her window. The eyes in the dark. The feeling of someone sitting at the edge of her bed while she sleeps. ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ A dmsp and Minecraft horror lore inspired fic.

[wip obviously,,,] [pls know that im not a professional writer and this was simply made for fun! 💜] (cover by Yaoibert on Pinterest (*'∀｀)ﾉ)

What brings you here...? Oh... you're here to read a story. Well then... Enjoy or try to survive what you're about to fall into. This isn't just a tale. It's a trap, disguised in pixels and code, this isn't just a game. This world is broken... the server are corrupted... and the mods? They weren't meant to be here.. A little AU... a little broken... Glitches, scripts, and twisted mods all credit to their rightful creators. But once you're in... There's no turning back. (Temporary Discontinued, might fix)

[!Temporarily Discontinued!] One of the Y/N's friends, Steve, set up a 'server' (aka found a new reality) where he added just some "mods" to "make life easier" such as Chisel n' Bits and Tree-Capitator, but little does Y/N know, he added Dwellers to the world.

Your village has run out of resources, so you and a group of people decide to leave. On your journey, you all get attacked by a goat creature. A mysterious woman helps you, quickly becoming fascinated with you. She will protect you from everything. She will make sure of that. -- I really wanted a butch lesbian Knocker, so I made it. I haven't written fanfiction in so long, never mind a horror one. It might be sloppy, so please do consider that. This is also published to my AO3 under the same user and book title.

I am so sorry it is taking so long! I don't have really time to write. School etc.. Y/N (female/male) x minecraft horror mods. Don't be shy to tell me your recommendations or complain. If you want the story to be with the same character but with a different Y/N's gender - don't be afraid to mention it. There might be typos as I said in the description of my profile. Maybe I'll write a whole book once. Have fun reading. <3

You were given a simple task: document the anomalies of this world. Entities that were never meant to be seen, heard, or remembered. So you journal. You map the woods. You sleep in the caves, in the woods and abandoned mines, chasing whispers and silhouettes that vanish when stared at too long. Along the way, you encounter things you can't explain. A man and a woman with glowing white eyes watching from afar. A knock that comes every night no matter where you hide. Claws scraping just outside your shelter, and creatures that linger deep within the dark, forgotten tunnels beneath the world. What you don't realize is that you aren't just observing them. Some of them have noticed you. As days blur into nights, their curiosity sharpens into something darker. They linger longer. They come closer. You're risking your life, despite never meaning to, just to understand what they are. And they seem to want the same from you. They want to see how far you'll go. How long you'll last. And what you'll become when your mind finally starts to break. [On Hold]

idk wtf I'm doing 💔. basically a player who was a goofy snoobert and downloaded random shit to suffer with his friends :D