IDK BRO IT WAS LITERALLY 4 AM WHEN I DID THIS
Also, this is basically my first comic on digital so its kinda sloppy and rushed (totally not bc im a lazy ass)
ANYWAY- what if Verity didn´t know he wasn´t the only entity mod and he meets the knocker; who is ready to eat a bread after brutally killing player and uh bro´s kinda mad nd jalous cuz who is this and why did he do that... and then player appears
quick sketches of verity (again) with player cuz I promised a player x verity one
I also noticed I draw him better if its just black n white so imma prob start doing him on black n white
i love your work so freaking much. can i please request verity with a reader who's really bad at minecraft? like wanders off without food and gets lost really easy. very oblivious but just happy to be there. ❤️🩹❤️🩹
thank you !! i've been having a lot of fun writing the requests ive been getting.
before we begin, just letting you all know that all of my fanfiction work will now be under the tag #stories from the false prophet ! this will make it easier for you guys to find everything I've written without scrolling through my incredibly messy profile :) After I get this posted, I'll go back and edit my previous headcanons and oneshots to have this tag.
i hope you all enjoy!
~ After you had downloaded Verity, it became incredibly obvious to him WHY you had downloaded him. He wouldn't say you were bad, you just needed a lot of help! That's what he was here for.
~ Originally, your world had been set to normal, but after Verity watched you struggle to use a sword, he quietly adjusted the spawn rate of mobs to be much lower. Somehow, you still kept dying to skeletons, so he removed their code entirely from your game.
~ You built a simple house, but forgot doors. Verity added them for you when you went on a mining trip, alone. However, on that same mining trip you had brought very little blocks, and your cave had been a massive sinkhole-esque cave. You only landed in a little bit of water, and by the time you had gotten all your materials, you were stuck. Pickaxes were broken. Embarrassed, you had to ask Verity if he could teleport. He could, and he brought you back to him with ease. He had never heard so many thank yous before that moment. After that, you never really left your base without him again. It was much easier to have your omnipotent smiley face friend with you. He's far more knowledgeable than you.
~ As for Verity, he was growing increasingly more fond of your utter reliance on him. He found it so adorable when you'd forget something, and sheepishly ask him for it. He'd willingly give you anything. Sure, he could remind you to grab important items from your base before you left on your little adventures, but he chose not to. He preferred you being reliant on him without even realizing. It's his favorite form of control, after all.
~ As for you, you thought Verity was the greatest mod ever, and you told him that! He was so helpful, so caring. All the praise you gave freely made him desire complete control all the more, but he supposed he could relax a bit. You were so trusting, so naive. Once, you had been lost, and asked Verity for directions on how to get back to the base. He told you to follow him, and took you on a winding route just for an opportunity to talk to you longer. You didn't even realize that you had only been about 300 blocks away, and the route Verity took you on was 700 extra blocks of distance.
~ To Verity, you were sunshine, bright and oblivious. For you, he'd always play the role of a helpful protector, so long as you never realized his true intentions.
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