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Given the limited number of links shared in this community, I propose a rule to discourage the inclusion of Twitter links and the use of Twitter screenshots.

While I understand the desire to integrate platforms like Reddit and Twitter, I believe it's important to maintain a focused and independent discourse within this community.

I have long desired to minimize the integration of external platforms like Reddit and Twitter within this community. However, I've noticed an increasing trend of their exclusion, prompting me to formally propose this guideline here too.

I would appreciate everyone's input on this proposed rule. I wouldn't add a rule unless the community is largely interested in it.

PS. Sorry for not being active enough here recently. I'll get back to it soon.

Given the limited number of links shared in this community, I propose a rule to discourage the inclusion of Twitter links and the use of Twitter screenshots. Although its unlikely to ever happen anyways since this is all original content here.

While I understand the desire to integrate platforms like Reddit and Twitter, I believe it's important to maintain a focused and independent discourse within this community.

I have long desired to minimize the integration of external platforms like Reddit and Twitter within this community. However, I've noticed an increasing trend of their exclusion, prompting me to formally propose this guideline here too.

I would appreciate everyone's input on this proposed rule. I wouldn't add a rule unless the community is largely interested in it.

PS. Sorry for not being active enough, I'll start posting again soon.

For those looking for a solid Drarry fanfic, you might want to consider "Evitative" by Vichan on Ao3.

It's a well-written story that explores the dynamic between Draco and Harry in an interesting way.

The plot is engaging, and the character development is noteworthy.

If you're a fan of the pairing and haven't come across this one yet, it could be worth your time to check it out.

Quick Details:

• Title: Evitative
• Author: Vichan
• Platform: Archive of Our Own (Ao3)

Has anyone else read this fic?

Feel free to share your thoughts below.

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Any fics from the pov of other Hogwarts students on their relationship as a whole, Harry’s demeanour, etc.

Hey everyone, give me your fave Hinny fics of 2024!

One shots, AU, different gender, anything!

Im going to name "Selcouth" by SeriouslySam as my current fave of the year, but I'm sure I also have some from earlier in the year.

I'm interested what you all have to say.....

Help in finding a domestic HHr fic where they raise Teddy

Hello! I have been looking for this fanfic for ages, I think I read it when I was heavily obsessed with this ship at 12 years old (like 7 years ago) and from my memory it's harry and hermione raising teddy (or any kid i don't remember) and they weren't together at first I think and they just slowly fall inlove. The one thing I can't find though is that they have a house(?) like they find an abandoned house and renovate it or maybe that was the old potter manor or grimmauld place.

I'm not even sure if this is a real fanfic or just something my child brain conjured up but I have been trying to find it for years TT If it's not actually real, I would love anything similar, HHr living in one roof, raising teddy (or any kid) and doing domestic stuff while falling inlove. Thank you!

Any stories where Harry is kind of a vigilante or an antihero?

Looking for stories where Harry goes on offensive mode against his enemies and starts dealing with them, maybe even in a permanently way. Please preferably stories over 10K words.

Leave fic recs for some good eighth year fic post war… like I need the entirety of the student body to hate Draco because of his actions as death eater and in the war and/or Harry just becomes obsessed with him again like in HBP becuase Draco seems closed off

OR leave fic recs where their just obsessed with each other post war Hogwarts

Can't remember it

OK so I know its a pretty popular fic..? Anyway it was about Harry being a sort of unspeakable who kept going back to the same day? Over and over like a time loop and his new assignment was in France where he discovered Draco's shop(he's a tailor)and was determined to wear one of his weather cloth (cuz it kept raining that day) that's all I remember lol

I have an itch to scratch that's calling for any fics with really good banter and witty dialogue.

Or where their flirting is just really funny and the teasing is excessive.

No particular preferences.

Maybe lay a little low on angsty, but if you have really heavy angst with good banter thats honestly fine, idc.

The only thing I am adverse to is Omega-verse, otherwise, go ham.

Any ff's like this?

cross-posted from: https://lemm.ee/post/52922540

I'm finishing the Stormlight Archive series right now and I think I need something with a bit less of the murder / war / violence aspect that many fantasy books have.

Does anyone know some (not necessarily fantasy) fiction books that are less 'depressing' and are easy to read?

Hey everyone,

I recently started a couple of Harry Potter communities focused on various Harry Potter Ships, they're based off of the Subreddits with the same names, and I'm looking for some potential moderators to help manage them.

Drarry:

https://literature.cafe/c/drarry

HarryandGinny:

https://literature.cafe/c/harry_and_ginny

Hpharmony:

https://literature.cafe/c/hp_harmony

(More to come.)

If you're interested in joining the respective community mod team and helping foster a welcoming space for fans of these pairings, please post in the community that you wish to be a Mod of, explaining why you feel like you would be a good fit for Moderator of that community.

Thx in advance.

I'm always amazed to see how some of my friends are just able to read any book recommended to them with no hesitation at all; whereas with me, I need to research what kind of book it is, what ideas the book will be wrestling with, the author and their writing style. Like currently, I am struggling to give "Being and Time" by Martin Heidegger a try as I am more of a fan of Bertrand Russel and analytical philosophy which seems to be scientific in nature -- especially when compared to that of Heidegger, so I've heard. I feel that if I am spending my time reading something, that I should come away at the end of the book having learned something of value (to me, that's a pretty subjective statement). I think this is a good thing, as just about every book I've chosen to read has been an enlightening and somewhat euphoric experience that cannot be replaced. I wonder though, does anyone else relate?

It's been a lot of years since I wrote, so I'm trying to get back into it. This came mostly in a dream/stream of consciousness with some light editing after. Here it is....

**On the Economics of Slaying Dragons **

Some say that if you pile enough gold together, a dragon will smell it and come. Others say that dragons spawn naturally any time enough gold is together in one place. No one knew for sure.

In this mountain, long ago, a wicked king hoarded the gold he stole from his subjects. His advisors warned him of the consequences, but he was unable to listen.

Every day he became more and more afraid that someone would steal his gold. He couldn't part with even one single coin. First he had his guards count each coin nightly. Later he had other guards guard them while they counted. Finally he couldn't trust anyone else anymore, and he decided to start sleeping in the cave with the gold and count it every night.

One morning he didn't come back to the castle. Guards were dispatched. When they returned, the guards reported that the king must have been consumed by the dragon as he slept. They found only the charred remains of the previous guards before they had to run for their lives from the dragon.

The kingdom had sent it's best knights to fight the dragon, but none ever returned. Year after year the dragon demanded the king's tribute and more. The kingdom sent for knights from other realms, promising the dragon's hoard to any who could defeat this terror.

Though no one had ever conquered a dragon, one knight had fought many battles with great beasts and won. His bravery was only matched by his hunger for glory and riches. He would fight any battle to satisfy is craving, and there was no greater wealth than in this cave.

He had been observing the beast for some months, watching its habits, tracking its movements. He knew its patterns. But still, no one had ever defeated a dragon before, and never had anyone faced such a fearsome beast alone.

He collected it's scales to build armor and a shield. He had his blade blessed and tipped with the most powerful poison of the most powerful wizard in the realm. After months of watching, he chose the night of the yearly tribute to attack.

He hid among the gold, in one of the chests. The dragon sniffed each one as the workers wheeled the cart in, but the dragon didn't notice. The knight had worn gold and even eaten some to cover his scent. Perhaps the dragon had grown careless in its greed.

That night, when the dragon rested, the knight crept out. He moved silently. He had wrapped the dragon scales of his armor in soft leather to deaden the sounded as they moved against each other. He crept closer and readied his blade.

The dragon shifted, and awoke with a start. It sniffed the air, locked its eyes on the knight and out a blast of flame. The knight leapt forward into it.

The smell of burning flesh hung in the air. The knight stood again, sword plunged deep in the dragon's chest. He took off his smoldering armor then collapsed from exhaustion, knowing himself to be the first dragon slayer.

He awoke the next morning as dawn's light glinted off his glorious new treasure. The hoard seemed so much smaller than he remembered from the night before. He couldn't find the body of the dragon anywhere, but instead only a frail doll that looked just like a tiny man, impaled on a tiny sword... A sword that looked so much like a miniature of the huge blade he had crafted to slay the great beast.

A new smell filled his nostrils. He had never tried to imagine what gold would smell like, but now the scent filled his being. He felt as though his hunger had awaked something inside him that had consumed him whole.

Over time, the atmosphere of Puissantia became too dense, saturated with something. The cylindrifers, naturally, did not know what that certain je-ne-sais-quoi was, not like the neurifers, in any case. Not that they needed to know it in such mode. The cylindrifers, then, lengthened, elevated themselves, for they needed to reach new heights of their spirit to continue their respiritating.

Some millennia ago, a tribe of neurifers, the anthropoids, had installed atmogenic domes here, as part of the preparations prior to the great rain of the Megametéōron. This was an antemycelial event [...]

A threshold-dweller introduces himself asymptotically towards the interior of the ample exterior. He walks on a bioluminescent plain, considering the ultralimen of his perception of the retinal horizon. Over there occurs a cyclic purple terminus, orboid and orbital. Orbismic, he thinks of coining, for it to sound similar to orphismic. Although without extranatural assumptions in an immanent becoming. In any case, as he remembers an ancient one saying, “such knowledge would be as useless as it would be to know the chemical composition of the solar wind for the navigator in danger of [...]

Under the sanctuary of curative art flows an igniferous mantle, breathing more anciently than the thermal waters.

It urges for us to be careful with the movement of incandescent wellsprings, for the ducts are stony but the emanations entail danger. There exists an unacceptable risk that certain rivulets, with the potential to engender clones of the Erinyes, may splatter the galvanizing plants that grow in the sanctuary, in symbiosis with the axiologists, and whose vines climb up the columns, igneous the latter. Of vigorous and gentle kokoro, the sweet flowers generate currents, salutary [...]