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my lovestruck darling by Anonymous
Fandoms: State SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Ish's State, Ish's Civilization Simulation
04 Aug 2025
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It began subtly, just a simple cough.
Fluixon raised a gloved hand to his mouth, barely thinking, expecting dust or fatigue to be the cause.
But what emerged wasn’t just small drops of saliva.
It was soft.
He froze.
A single purple petal fluttered into his palm.
or, Fluixon was afflicted with a strange disease. Everything is fine... until it isn’t.
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Bookmarked by syinue
28 Feb 2026
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This was not the way he expected to see him again, it baffled him how their reunion is a fight to death. Their friendship shouldn't have ended that way, but was it ever a friendship anyway? Was the spark in his eyes when he saw him again sincere? Has he ever felt the same?
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Some depressing shit I wrote out of pure hatred for myself and everything.
Guys I KNOW it's short but dude trust ME.
Bookmarked by syinue
27 Feb 2026
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Saparata breaks down.
Someone gets mad.
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- Part 2 of Ish SMP AU's
Bookmarked by syinue
04 Mar 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Saparata was not grieving a traitor
He was grieving his Fluixon.
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I’ll see you at heaven’s gate by kaylovesmegumi
Fandoms: State SMP | ish's Civilization Series
01 Jan 2026
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Saparata’s grip was warm, steady. Familiar.
“As my guard,” Fluixon added lightly, “or as my escort?”
Saparata’s thumb brushed over his knuckles. “Whichever makes you blush more, my prince.”
Fluixon scoffed, turning away before Saparata could see the heat rise to his cheeks. “Careful. Speak like that again and I might start thinking you enjoy this.”
“Oh, I definitely do,” Saparata replied easily as he led him down the corridor. “You clean up nicely too, you know.”
Fluixon shot him a look. “You’re meant to be protecting me, not distracting me.”
Saparata leaned in just enough to murmur, “Multitasking.”
Fluixon shook his head, lips betraying him with the hint of a smile as the music from the ballroom grew louder ahead.
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A collection of moments between Fluixon and his knight—snapshots of quiet years, stolen glances, and the kind of love that grows slowly, unnoticed, until it becomes everything.

