CLOUD_AMBROSIAL
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Right when they were going to pass through the gate to the 100th floor, The kids of the 10 great families were suddenly transported somewhere unknown. Lost and confused they ask around and then meet the 10 great families heads themselves, but younger.
‘Bam noticed what the others were doing, however that didn’t stop him from showering attention on his boyfriend. It was actually kinda fun watching them try so hard. While looking around he saw a woman having some trouble carrying some groceries while looking around. Bam, the kind hearted person he was, walked up to her. Right when she dropped a bag and tried to pick it up but the other bags got in the way, Bam bent down and grabbed it for her.
“Do you need any help?” Bam looked up and was meant with golden eyes that looked familiar to him.
“Oh yes, thank you very much.” The woman looked to be around his age but in the tower you are never the same age as you look. The woman had long brown hair that went down her waist, a ribbon holding it up on the side. She had a red skirt and a white blouse on with some tennis shoes.’
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Not Supposed to be Here by The_Egg_Came_First
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
29 Oct 2025
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The screen flared to life, casting a soft glow across the dim room. Bright, impossible letters blinked back at him:
MATCH!
Anaxa’s breath hitched in his throat. The lump tightened as his hands trembled slightly, barely able to believe what he was seeing. He swallowed hard and tapped the notification with a shaky finger.
A message appeared from Phainon.AKA - Phainon is used to playing roles—on screen, onstage, and sometimes even in his own life. But none of that prepares him for what it feels like to fall for a quiet, brilliant geology professor he met through a dating app. Anaxa is guarded, camera-shy, and lives halfway across the country, but their late-night messages stretch into months of conversation—until Phainon books a flight to meet him in person.
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03 Jun 2025
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light calendar years, and you! by celysia (VAL_EN_TINE)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
14 May 2025
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He stepped forward, easing himself closer. Looked up, into his face. Those eyes, usually so bright, were clouded and lost when they opened- not even properly seeing him. Definitely barely recognizing him. Visibly a little confused, he backed up from someone who should not be a stranger to him. Arguably, the person it should be the easiest for him to recognize.
“Give me a name,” Anaxa told him. “Tell me what you would like me to call you, in this moment.”
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15 May 2025
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Phainon is a pastry chef in the making, a student at the prestigious Grove of Epiphany Culinary School. When he's told about a special baking competition, where the prize is to study under the famous pastry master Anaxagoras, he's determined to win and make his family proud.
Except... Anaxagoras? Wasn't that the name of the pretty stranger who stole Phainon's heart?
(or, Phainon sets out to win a baking competition and the heart of a master chef.)
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05 May 2025
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Phainon signs up for a BDSM website and finds exactly what he needs <3
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05 May 2025
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To a World That Forgot Me by The_Egg_Came_First
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
04 May 2025
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After his death, Anaxagoras awakens in a modern world with two cats—Cerces and Dromas—and a life that isn’t his. Though the echo of his former world lingers, he's content to let it go. Until people he once knew begin appearing around him, memoryless and reincarnated. When Phainon, once his brightest student and bitterest adversary, returns as a radiant, insufferable model, Anaxagoras must confront the past he thought he buried.
The apartment was quiet, save for the occasional thump of Dromas knocking over a pen or Cerces’s disdainful meow at the sight of her reflection in the window. Anaxagoras sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by mismatched books, tea rings on old wood, and the persistent smell of incense he didn't remember lighting.
In this life, he was a man of vague routines and scattered thoughts. He lectured part-time at the university on comparative mythology, a far cry from the alchemical theories he once bent the universe to understand. No one here called him “Mad” or “Traitor” or “Insane.” They just called him “Professor Anaxa.”
“Cerces,” he murmured, running his fingers through her storm-gray fur. “You’d tell me if I were mad, wouldn’t you?”Bookmarked by CLOUD_AMBROSIAL
04 May 2025