Anaxagoras Stories

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Mydeimos was considerable one of the best boxers Amphoreus. He had gained the title "Prince" by his fans with how royal and fierce he is in the ring, his agile and quick style close to a lions. Phainon was a great boxer as well, he showed refining strength and endurance for all his matches. With that he gained the title "Deliverer" Two are rivals, two are friends, two could even be more than what they let on in the ring..and on screen..

A while after Phainon meet the Trailblazer and Dan Heng, A bright , blinding light was cast and they appeared in a strange room . And a voice was heard in the room " Hello Chrysos Heris ! Don't worry I am not your enemy but neither your foe. I just brought you here to entertain me, after that I will send you back, does that sound good? " ....... I don't own any of the character or art . The credit goes to there owner.

I lowkey don't have anything better to do I'm sorry also Bart

Your cliché rivals to lovers story. But it gets more confusing as they start realizing their complex feelings for each other. Once they start denying, an accidental kiss leaves them lost and stumped. Are they in love? Or simply in a phase? Please ask before taking inspiration from my story! Smut requests are accepted, although you'll have to wait. Started: Tuesday, 7/10/2025, 7:55 A.M. Ended: ??, ??/??/????, ??:?? ?.?.

This is a original story written by me and my best friend (kaz) Please support us on this jouney of making this a popular series which everyone can enjoy!! "Heaven is a place where all people are happy. That's what myths want to believe. But, is there really happiness? Or is it just a lie? ..."

A DUI almost ended Phainon's career overnight. Now his management has him locked down in university, hidden from the press, the public, and his own life. But anonymity comes with a price, and someone on campus is watching him a little too closely. - "I'm not asking you to sleep with me. I'm not asking you to throw away your principles or compromise yourself professionally. I'm just asking-" Phainon reached out slowly, giving Anaxa every opportunity to pull away, and touched his hand where it rested on his knee. "I'm just asking if we can stop pretending this isn't happening." Anaxa's breath caught. He looked down at Phainon's hand on his, and for a long moment, he didn't move. Then slowly, he turned his hand over and laced their fingers together. "This is a terrible idea," he said softly. "Probably." "You're going to break my heart." "Or you're going to break mine." "Both, maybe. Most likely both." But he didn't let go of Phainon's hand. Instead, he squeezed it gently, and Phainon felt that simple contact like electricity through his entire body.

In which a famous influencer Castorice creates an alt account that accidentally gets the wrong idea that she's dating someone she's not. If only that we're true. However, now there's no way she can come clean. But she doesn't want to lie. What will she do? How will she fix this?

Aglaea thought the old house was a steal until she discovered why. It comes with a Victorian ghost who's insufferably opinionated, maddeningly persistent, and unfortunately, the best conversation she's had in years. - "Don't make me say it. Not when you're literally disappearing in front of me." "I need to hear it. Please." She closed her eyes, feeling tears slip down her cheeks. "I love you too, you impossible ghost. I love your terrible timing and your opinions about polyester and the way you hover near my workspace pretending you're not interested. I love that you're Victorian aristocracy who learned to pour water for a struggling seamstress. I love-" Her voice broke. "I love you, and it's not fair. None of this is fair." When she opened her eyes, he was almost completely gone. Just the faintest suggestion of cold, a whisper of presence.

Read if you want straight up fluff (also angst) and relationship. NO USE OF Y/N Wrote this mostly at 3am in a random sketchbook btw Spotify link: 🔗 tinyurl.com/playlistanaxa You're a star from the sky, the tail star of the Big Dipper. Astronomers call you Alkaid. You're the most rebellious star- always curious, always planning your escape. So, of course, you wouldn't stay up there for too long... Especially when you saw that hot teacher down there. - Now that everyone is gone I'd just like to say that this is my purest view of Anaxa. The Anaxa he shows to nobody but the one he loves. Thanks for listening and enjoy your reading. - (Creds to HUSH for the fanart in the book cover: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJWgE9UMRcP/)

Anaxa and Aglaea in modern AU as professor and seamstress respectively. - "Fabric is my language, Professor." A hint of amusement touched her lips. "The way you probably read... what, Old English manuscripts?" "Middle English, primarily." He found himself leaning forward, his usual speed-dating discomfort forgotten. "Chaucer, the Pearl Poet. Though I confess, the accuracy required in your work is similar to textual analysis. Every stitch must be careful." Aglaea's expression shifted, something like recognition passing across her face. "Every word in a medieval text must be too, I imagine. One misplaced thread ruins the entire garment. One mistranslation ruins the meaning."

Time slips through her fingers-yet she can never die. In Amphoreus, an immortal priestess relives an endless cycle that has stripped her of everything human. All that remains is duty... and an unending guilt that refuses to erode. Her mentor-gone. Her children-taken. Time, which she believed meaningless, suddenly becomes the sharpest blade. Forever haunted by her nightmare, she doesn't dare face the answers to her question. Is there anything left of her-priestess, mother, daughter-that can still be saved?

Sunday x Anaxa rareship!!! If you don't like I wouldn't recommend to read further chapters after the prologue

In a world where the sun never truly set, the Chrysos Heirs live on-not as weapons, but as people. Phainon, Cyrene, and Khaslana find themselves tangled in a quiet, burning triangle of jealousy, tenderness, and desire. As old scars fade and new emotions bloom, the line between reflection and rivalry blurs. But this is not a story of sorrow. In the peaceful golden halls of Amphoreus, what remains is not disaster, but the messy, beautiful aftermath of survival: A chance to love. Basically, This is a polyamorous ship fic featuring Phainon, Cyrene and Khaslana-Minor Background Aglanaxa and Castordei are mentioned too. This is more of an AU fic, so the personalities may be more OOC.

I'm gonna start this for Sunaxa week and maybe keep adding random stuff when I want to so yay

❝ 𝑶𝒓𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒆 ❞ ╰┈➤ (𝒂𝒅𝒋.) - 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏. ≪ ◦ 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ◦ ≫ ╰┈➤ In a kingdom where gods walk among mortals, Ephylla Solis, the Divine Priestess of Kremnos, bears the weight of the Sacred Flame-a divine power that protects her people but threatens to consume her soul. ╰┈➤ Mydeimos, the newly crowned King of Kremnos, has the kingdom's military strength on his shoulders, but the heart of a warrior torn between duty and love. ╰┈➤ As they are bound by fate and politics, they must navigate divine interference, war, and their own growing feelings, knowing that love may be the most dangerous weapon of all. Started on: 4/19/25

Welcome to Okhema High, a prestigious academy where nothing is ever ordinary. When you transfer in as the newest student, you expect the usual trials of high school life: navigating friendships, facing rivalries, and surviving the chaos of exams. But Okhema hides deeper secrets. The Chrysos Heirs-charismatic, intimidating, and each embodying their own legend-rule the school in ways both subtle and loud. Every corner of the academy whispers of rivalries, hidden burdens, and an invisible thread of fate binding you all together. Guided (or perhaps manipulated) by teachers who feel larger than life, you find yourself entangled in a story of ambition, loyalty, and destiny, where even the smallest choice may shift the balance of Okhema's future. Disclaimer: I do not own Honkai: Star Rail, any of its characters, or any images used. All rights belong to HoYoverse. This work is purely a fan creation.

i'll try to make a one shot of all hsr men in englishh because i want to

𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘴𝘳 𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘹 𝘈𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘦𝘢 - 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘹𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ₊˚⊹ ᰔ 𝘖𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵.