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a streamer, a fan. what can go wrong!?
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Subspace froze mid-motion, his hand still hovering over the button to officially close out his stream. His heart, already racing, now felt like it had just stopped altogether.
"Goodnight, Tripmine."
The words stared back at him from the chat, lingering on the screen like an ominous shadow. His breath caught in his throat as his eye scanned the message again and again, as if rereading it might make it disappear.
They had called him by his last name. His real last name.
“How the hell do they know that?” he muttered, his voice barely a whisper. His fingers trembled slightly as they hovered over the mouse. No one—no one—knew his full name on this account. He had made sure of it. Every precaution was in place. His streaming identity was airtight, right? He was just Sangel, a snarky, loudmouthed nobody. Nobody should have known the person behind the screen.
But now, Tealheartsensemble did.
REWORKING!!
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17 Dec 2024
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We Lay In The Same Bed, We Dream Different Dreams by yogurtfairy
Fandoms: PHIGHTING! (Roblox)
23 Sep 2025
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(Short hiatus, writer needs a break)
Blackrock’s weather was particularly cold and brutal this time of year. Medkit didn't like this cold. In an ideal world, he would choose not to stay in Blackrock, despite how badly seen it was for inphernals to leave their factions. At the limit, he would even be ready to leave behind all the work he's put so much heart into. So what’s really keeping him there?
Despite his conflicted feelings, Medkit cares enough about his colleague, Subspace, not to leave him. If he left, Subspace would despise him, rightfully so. And without Subspace, Medkit would be all alone out there.
Subspace is satisfied with what he has: a plan to achieve greatness and a hardworking coworker by his side. He never did put effort into becoming any closer than colleagues with Medkit, he didn't see the need for it.
Unfortunately, you never really see what you have until you run the risk of losing it. -
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“Subspace–” Medkit stood frantically, trying to go to check on Subspace, but Scythe grabbed him by the shoulders and kept him in place.
“Sorry, but you'll be stayin’ right here, Doc.”
Medkit's breath hitched as he helplessly watched Subspace panting and trying to catch his breath.
“Frankly, what ya do on yer personal time ain't any of my business,” Scythe started as she circled around Medkit. She then turned to Subspace and pressed the blade of her scythe against his throat. “but when it starts interferin’ with yer work? You bet yer ass I've got a problem with it.”
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Medkit struggles with growing feelings for Subspace while struggling to balance his work and personal lives.
Series
- Part 4 of tales from the inpherno