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[mayst0rm]

So I recently stumbled upon this Dr Ratio x Anaxa rarepair fic and omg I had to draw fan art 😳

[lady-asphodel]

It is just a thought — well, actually more than that but; it's the fact that Dr. Ratio and Anaxa actually have references closer than we imagine.

It's the fact that Dr. Ratio is heavily based on his reference to the Roman goddess Veritas, whose Greek counterpart is called Alatheia.

It's the fact that Anaxagoras has a direct reference to the philosopher of the same name whom introduced the concept of Nous.

It's the fact that in HSR itself, Nous is an Aeon. But, as we know already, Gnoticism is a major part of the world building of Hoyoverse's games, especially HSR and Genshin; as Aeons are a Gnostic concept originally.

It's the fact that Nous is also an actual Aeon that exists in Gnoticism. But not only that! Alatheia is also an existing Aeon in Gnoticism.

It's the fact that in Gnoticism, Aeons come in pairs called syzygies. And guess what? Yes, Nous' syzygy is Alatheia. May be relevant, but it is quite forbidden for one Aeon to "exist" or at least "emenate" without their syzygy (it's this flaw that actually creates the matter or material world in Gnoticism).

Aaahhhhh. They literally need to meet! I don't believe one second that they will have ZERO INTERACTION. ONE DIALOGUE I BEG. All the hints are pointing at them MEETING!

[ cross-posted on my Anatio community! Don't hesitate to check the pinned post on my profile to join if you're interested ]

[anaxatiotruther]

Anaxatio headcanons!

—Note: Haven't done the 3.2 quest btw

—These are only some! Not a lot but just the ones I remembered rn

(repost to my blog from the Anatio/Anaxatio/Rationaxa community which... JOIN US.)

Anaxagoras got Veritas to start wearing onesies, and ever since then, Veritas hasn't gone to sleep without his duckie onesie on. No one knows except Anaxagoras tho

They know how to dance and do so in private, often

Ratio loves rubber ducks

Regularly have heated debates to the point where people on the outside think they hate each other. In actuality, they adore each other and the debates—no matter how heated— is like flirting to them.

Veritas DRAGS Anaxagoras to a bath because Anaxagoras sometimes gets so caught up in his ideas that he forgets to shower (Veritas thinks his boyfriend needs a mental evaluation)

Keeps their relationship a secret for at least the beginning. Maybe others find out later, but they don't tell anyone. They KNOW how their fans will react, there'll be edits for days, and Aventurine will be insurable for Veritas

Anaxagoras wondered why someone as intelligent as Veritas would crave the attention of a god/aeon (Nous)

For the Aglaea-Ratio siblings headcanons (basically, Ratio is Aglaea's little brother), it's so funny because Aglaea disapproved of the relationship SOOO fast, but they literally didn't care😭

For the fatherless five (my name for Acheron-Castorice-Ratio-Seele-Pela siblings), specifically Castorice... She writes fanfiction of them

Anaxa loves listening to Veritas play instruments

Veritas loves listening to Anaxa speak about the Dromas

Veritas has a rubber duck emoji next to Anaxa's name on his phone... He'd probably never let anyone know lol

Anaxa, being who he is, sometimes makes Veritas wonder if he's dating a mentally ill person. And he loves him anyway

Me trying to explain the appeal of Anaxatio:

[444names]

the entire entry on "araks" from the english wiktionary + brythonic deities

Abaijana Abaijand Abarasgus Abarish Abellaus Abello Abnobius Abnos Abuxes Abuxovish Adroba Adrom Adsullis Adsus Aerna Agrasee Agrotarax Agrudiae Agrus Agues Alacet Alacetis Alinta Alish Alisus Alson Alsontio Altegorms Altepor Alters Altersis Amaponis Amapor Amaporms Amorrus Anatio Ancambis Ancamped Ancarved Andara Andarax Andou Andouble Anemmarum Anemptio Anenia Anerinus Aners Anesenish Anetio Anetios Anian Anianne Aniaporm Ankounnou Annia Announus Annus Anotas Anslatis Antse Anturkey Arabnos Arabuxes Arakra Arampes Arams Arancanen Arandamos Arandros Arannos Arantive Arassish Araus Arduin Arduish Arived Arivetyms Armenglis Armenus Armer Armetiona Arnenglis Arnus Arnusus Artirax Artis Artucas Arturkey Artussian Arudius Arussish Arvenus Arvos Ategom Aterna Atisaks Aturkish Aunnenus Aunsen Avedius Avenglios Avenglish Avents Averbanus Averiana Averish Avernus Avetis Avetsed Azeritia Azerna Azers Azersia Azertugus Baijanus Bandams Barveris Beletish Belin Bellatio Belled Bellinth Bellis Bellos Bellus Borigane Borigania Bortia Bortiris Bortugues Bortuta Borve Brigan Briose Brish Brius Brive Brivedams Brivedian Buxestres Cadrax Cadros Calasgues Calis Calisakra Camaran Camaska Cambrio Camor Camulis Camullota Cania Canus Caraus Carnus Caska Cateria Celio Cello Ceritio Ceriveter Cesucish Cicology Ciculis Cidamos Cimbius Cimbries Cimbrinus Clategom Clatis Claus Clemen Clempes Cleternus Clets Cocis Cocius Cology Colos Conagra Conatio Conius Conos Conosee Contish Conun Conymos Covanto Covanus Cover Covet Covin Covina Covius Damna Damogy Damptisus Darams Darax Darudius Darum Darus Daráks Datian Derba Dernus Dertio Donagrana Dondrose Donia Donnen Donnos Donoun Donus Donyms Douns Dounsee Doutian Doutianse Emetenian Emmauns Empelete Empello Englinthe Enian Esenusis Eteris Etish Etontis Etyms Fagra Fagran Fagromogy Fagrus Fagues Fannus Forrus Fortia Fortiraks Fortus Fortuties Forvo Fronia Fronian Froper Frotugues Grams Granenia Grasraskh Hascurkis Haskarms Haskh Huese Huesenia Huessian Huetegom Hueteporm Hueto Huetyms Innian Innos Innus Internus Intis Ionnus Irian Irish Irius Ironus Kaara Kaaramogy Kaarus Karudian Karver Karás Kasgus Kpomo Kpontris Kponus Kpormenus Kportus Kurabus Kurkey Laster Lemenus Lemmarus Lemptio Lemptis Lense Lenslaus Lentiriom Lenussios Letania Letymona Leucer Luinta Luinunnus Luxeniana Luxents Luxes Mapor Maporisus Maportish Martiris Maráks Masra Mauns Maunse Mology Morith Mullaus Mullos Nemetyms Nodenglis Noderis Noderius Noders Nontegus Nonus Nonyms Notara Notugues Notugus Nounspor Nounus Noutas Noutio Ogmio Ogmiom Ogues Oguese Ogueta Onticania Perish Perturaks Plaste Plate Platurkis Poris Porrowed Portugues Probish Prona Pronus Pronussis Propesta Protan Rania Ridian Ridius Rigan Riganou Ritar Ritis Rivet Ropers Ropersis Rotugues Rowedin Rudianou Sagras Sagrum Sagus Sambis Sambris Samogus Samptin Segoma Senglina Senis Senuns Senus Skarduina Skaspedia Skasrax Smentis Sponian Sporta Synos Synotaskh Synoun Synouns Synounus Tarms Taráks Tasgues Tatios Tegus Tertirith Theticase Thetyms Tobis Tonian Tonus Tounus Trebis Trebiusia Trese Tridatus Triese Trinoder Trish Tucalso Tugues Tuguese Tuguesee Tugunus Tugus Tugusso Turanen Turkeyer Turkis Venglis Vernus Vetasra Vetyms Vhete Vhetio Vhetouns Vhets Vinna Vinnagus Vinodense Vinos Vintrios Vinus Viran Virase Viraus Viraxen Viria Virish Vironspom Wikiped Wikiper Wikish Witarm Yenus Yeritis Áráks Åraks Årane Åraskaara

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[wie-sagt-man-noch]

Oh, die breite Masse der Nationalmannschaftfans ist etwas enttäuscht, weil es nur 4 Tore gegen Gibraltar gab? Ja, da ist das Team wirklich unte r seinen Möglichkeiten geblieben. Als Weltmeister hat man immerhin eine gewisse Bespaßungspflicht bei "kleinen" Gegnern. Aber vielleicht hilft es den armen Seelen zu wissen, dass ich bisher auch erst vier Tore meiner Mannschaft gesehen habe. In 11 Spieltagen. Nicht in einem Spiel. Seit August, nicht heute Abend.  Ja, manchmal ist das Fandasein schon schwer - aber keine Sorge, bis zur Europameisterschaft wirds bestimmt wieder was zu feiern geben.

Sorry, I had to. 

Manchmal ist Fußball im Ländervergleich fast schon amüsant.

[lady-asphodel]

Guys hear me out

Those two should kiss 😈

[lady-asphodel]

- A little bath sketch ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[lady-asphodel]

I CALL ALL OF ANATIO SHIPPERS!

I began a short, three chapters story between Anaxa and Dr. Ratio. If you are interested, please don't hesitate to check it out!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65131270

In return, if any of you write about them, don't hesitate to gift me your stories if you want, I'd love it!

[lady-asphodel]

ARE YOU A FAN OF ANATIO / VERINAXA ?

Well, me and my friend are, and we decided to create a community specifically for Anatio ! It's my first time doing a Tumblr community, so if you have any suggestions I'll gladly take it.

But if you are interested in joining, don't hesitate, we welcome everybody!

[anaxatiotruther]

★Anaxatio bathtime!

-Veritas returns to Amphoreus and forces Anaxagoras to take a bath.

-NOT explicitly sexual. They are naked together in the tub, but no sex happens. There's also sexual hints, with references to their past sexual endeavours and stuff.

-Basically: Anaxatio being very, very silly and sweet<3 Might be ooc, but that's kinda the point cause theyre being sillies

First time writing them, there WILL be mistakes lmao

Now i can get back to my Anaxatio omega-omega fic<3

Veritas has just returned to Amphoreus after leaving to deal with matters with the Intelligentsia Guild. He was looking forward to going back to his home and simply relaxing, expecting today to be stress-free.

Until a familiar white haired young man approached him, which made Veritas squint his eyes in confusion, not expecting to see him.

Doesn't he have class at this time? Did they change the schedule?

“Dr. Ratio, have you seen Professor Anaxa?” He, Phainon, asks, and Veritas already feels dread pooling in his stomach.

Don't say Anaxagoras is doing that habit of his AGAIN.

“No, I have not… Is he not in class?”

Phainon shakes his head, “No… He hasn't shown up for a week.”

Veritas feels the migraine coming. “A week? And when did you last see him?”

“At class! He was giving a lecture when he suddenly went silent, began furiously scrubbing some new idea of his on the board before laughing maniacally and leaving the classroom. We haven't seen him since.”

Veritas holds in his annoyance and sighs softly, “He's fine. I know where he is, so do not worry. He's… done this before. I'll ensure he's back in class.” Perhaps his boyfriend truly is a lunatic.

Sighing once again, Veritas looks at Phainon. “Inform your classmates that he will return for the next class. I will go find him.” He says, and Phainon nods, saying something along the lines of ‘Alright, Dr. Ratio.’ but Veritas wasn't listening, his head already filled with the scolding he'd give Anaxagoras for this.

Right, then. Better find him.

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Ratio, already used to his boyfriends’ behaviour, immediately knew where to find him.

At their home, in his office, everything is a mess, books open and scattered everywhere, and gods… he can smell Anaxagoras from the doorway. They love and adore their partner, but sometimes… most times, when he finds a new idea, he tends to… go a bit overboard.

Not that they don’t find his passion cute, as odd as it is, they do! They just wish he’d take a little more care, especially of himself.

“Anaxagoras,” Veritas says sternly, crossing his arms, watching as the heretic continues to scribble on his blackboard, equations, formulas and a whole bunch of other things.

Veritas will have to read it and ask Anaxagoras to tell him all about it later.

But for now, he has more important issues to deal with but the turquoise little shit in front of him will not listen and he knows he's doing it on purpose too.

So he calls again, “Anaxagoras.” Still nothing.

He wants to play that game? Fine, Veritas can play that game. He can play that game very well.

Ever so slowly walking closer, Veritas whispers, but just loud enough for Anaxagoras to hear.

“...I bought you that limited edition golden dromas plushie…”

The fellow scholar freezes immediately, ceasing all writing. Completely alert. Veritas knows he’s won, so he continues.

“...With the matching onesie.”

And with that, the chalk is broken, whatever he was writing has been discarded, and Anaxagoras is in front of Veritas so quickly that if Veritas wasn’t, well, Veritas, he wouldn’t have even seen him.

“Are you serious, Owl?” He asks, barely hiding his excitement. He's wanted that thing ever since he saw it… and Veritas got it for him? Oh, he'll have to get him that purple owl clock…

“Most definitely.”

He sees the sparkle in Anaxagoras’ eye, and now– it’s time.

“But I will only give it to you when you leave this room.” And…! The sparkle’s gone.

Anaxagoras scowls. He’s almost done… “Owl, you aren’t serious.”

“I am deathly serious. You will leave this room and take a bath. If it makes you feel better, I will bathe with you.”

That’s all he needs to hear. Limited edition golden dromas and a bath with Veritas (who he bathes with anyway, given they've been together for years)? He can’t say no.

Chuckling, Veritas looks back at him. “Pervert.”

“And whose fault is that?”

“Yours.”

“True.”

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The water is warm and nice, rubber duckies and Veritas’ favourite pink hybrid tea roses floating around… Truly, the second-best thing Veritas could’ve asked for upon returning home.

The first best thing would be doing the same thing, but with Anaxagoras in the tub as well. Which is what’s happening right now.

Cracking his neck, he leaned against Anaxa’s chest, “Now, you see. Was this so hard?” It's routine at this point for him to ask this question every single time Anaxagoras does this.

Sometimes, Veritas think's the little shit does it on purpose just to bathe with him, but that can't possibly be the case because Anaxagoras could simply ask him for it, not like Veritas would say no. Then again, Anaxagoras had many screws loose in that incomprehensible brain of his so it wouldn't be surprising. He loves baths, he loves his boyfriend, he would never deny having both.

Anaxagoras fiddles with the floating rubber Dromas in the tub, “It was for the dromas.”

“You lie every time. I thought you were a seeker of truth.”

“I have not lied, and I have found my truth.” He rested his head on Veritas’ back. “Right here.”

“Hmph, that's… surprisingly sweet.”

“You are the last person I want to hear that from. Mr. ‘Fail. Get out.’”

Veritas looks back at Anaxagoras, “That’s for my students. Name one time I’ve ever been mean to you.”

Anaxagoras blinks, then squints unamused. There is no way Veritas just said that.

“You called me a ‘stupid droma’.”

“That was loving.”

“You said you regretted dating me.”

“That was sarcasm, after you teased me. You know that the most– You’re choosing the worst ones on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Perhaps.”

Sighing, Veritas reaches for the bath sponge, squeezing his favourite rose-scented body wash over it before turning around to face Anaxagoras. “I’ve lived for hundreds of years, and you are going to be the cause of any wrinkles.” He says with a soft smile, and Anaxagoras returns it, taking the sponge out of Veritas' hands and washing his owl with it, lathering his owl in the body wash.

“I believe you are the one who needs washing more than I, but go ahead.”

“Can’t you ever appreciate the good I do for you?” The frail scholar ‘glares’ at his boyfriend, and Veritas glares back.

“... You’re making me rethink giving you that golden dromas plushie and onesie. I think I heard Sunday mention his growing interest in the creatures… perhaps I should give it to him, instead?” Veritas ‘joked’, which to Anaxagoras that was no joke.

He does not play about his dromas.

He may not do anything now, but he will remember his atrocious, sick and twisted threat Veritas said to him.

And he will get revenge.

“You wouldn't dare… — I'll give away your turquoise duck figure.”

The owl gasps, “The one I got from Penacony?”

“The one you got from Penacony.” He confirms, “Unless you take what you said back, AND say sorry.”

Veritas' eye twitches. This little—... Fine. Swallowing all his reluctance, and want to be bratty, he says it…

“I am… sorry. I take it back.”

Cosmos, he feels ill.

Anaxagoras smiles smugly at the owl’s face. Victory!  He continues to scrub Veritas’ skin gently, “You’re cruel.” — “I just apologised to you and you say I'm cruel?” He watches every inch of Veritas’ body, a well-built body, nice muscular arms, perfect abs…

“And yet, you’re still a bottom, Veritas..”

“We both are— That has nothing to do with this conversation.”

Aeons, neither of them knows how they ended up together, but honestly, they have no regrets about it.

Well whatever. Anaxagoras can make it up to him later by telling him all about this glorious idea he’s had.