#dark jily

[tiffanytoms]

Ho ho ho, let’s go! 😏

Wickedly Twisted

New Chapter: You’re Losing Me

Song 🎶 by Taylor Swift

[regulusblock]

teen Regulus: what's an orgasm?

teen Barty: when you fold paper to make birds and shit

also teen Evan: that's oregano, bitch

[maluceh]

wedding bands

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

marauders canon fic except regulus obliviates james once he realises he has to get the mark for his plan to work, to keep sirius safe and to give james the kindest goodbye he could manage.

canon except james walks around with a hole in his heart and no recollection of why but he finds lily, gets harry, and dies anyway.

[chdarling-tle]

Dear Lily,

Well, Homer isn’t back yet, which I can only assume means he’s been seduced by those majestic American mountains one hears so much about. Or perhaps he’s decided he’s had enough of dreary old England and has gone off to start his new life as a cowboy. I assume that’s the sort of thing most Americans do, though I admit I have only a cursory knowledge on this front, having never been to the States myself. My dad did once, though. Spent a week on a Muggle dude ranch out in Wyoming. Or was it Wisconsin? I can’t remember, somewhere terribly American sounding where they have a lot of cows. Anyway, it was a great laugh, according to him, so maybe Homer’s onto something.

If he doesn’t turn up soon, I’ll send this letter via Virgil, my parents’ rather doddering old owl. I’m not strictly speaking supposed to use him for cross-country journeys, but London isn’t all too far, after all, and though it’s only been a few days, I am anxious to hear how you are settling into life with that charming sister of yours. Do let me know.

The quill that had been scrawling this cheerful missive paused, and James Potter scrubbed a hand over his face, frowning intently. Nearly a full minute passed before the ink-dipped nib of his quill returned to the parchment.

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[v7lgar]

i do not think the reason james was obsessed w lily in canon and regulus in fanon bcuz james likes to be degraded. no, he took it as a challenge. he was cocky and knew that he was hot shit, he knew he could get anyone he wanted but lily/regulus were acting uninterested and that made him mad and he wanted nothing more than make them fall in love with them. he wanted to say "i can get anyone i want, look at you (lily/regulus) i wanted you to love me and u did, i won" not that he is a happy dog who is waiting for treats and likes it when people gets mean w him. no actually, he wanted to make mean people beg for him so he could ego boost. that was his motive and maybe on the way he fell in love with lily/regulus who knows lol

[takeariskao3]

not me shoving three different fic ideas into the same outline to see they work together anD THEY DO

[orchideous-nox]

As a service to the people, I am dilf-ifying James in the Pirate AU. He now has greys in his hair and beard, he is rocking a dad bod and his wife is captain and he thinks that is hot as fuck and she wants another baby for scientific purposes to see if he gets more dilf-y with each child

[a-great-tragedy]

My two personalities (Dead Poets Society and Marauders) are fighting over what The Tortured Poets Department is about.

[moonfulthoughts]

Chasing Dreams ~ thelunaloos on ao3

"Remus' nights were always haunted with nightmares. That is, until he fell asleep thinking of a man he had never seen before, and slept on peacefully until the morning. Suddenly, his mind was plagued by a person of his own creation.

Sirius preferred painting over sleeping. That is, until he dreamt of honey coloured eyes and angular hands. Suddenly, the paintings seemed to take inspiration from the imaginary person in his head.

Two souls, two imaginary comforts. Until they're not so imaginary after all."

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Completed, 28k words, 12 chapters.

[silverameco]

1st of november, my friends just left i'm so sad it's like i'm Remus Lupin or something

[tiffanytoms]

I dream of reading one shot in universe where we have dark Lily and dark James together. A golden couple of Slytherin. Your authorship. I think it would be epic.

When I tell you you literally blew my mind with this one… 🤯 I don’t know why, but those characters just belong in totally different worlds to me, so I never even DAYDREAMED of what them being together would look like… 😳

Heh. I’m sorta imagining Morticia & Gomez a la @maluceh drawing! 😍 Or if we go dark… oh man. I don’t know if Hogwarts would be able to handle the kink they’d get up to 😆

Idk. It’s something I’d have to think about. Cool to know someone wants it! 😘

[regulusblock]

Barty: I don't think we can enter this bar

Regulus: why?

Barty: it says 18+ and there's only three of us

Evan: silly you, just invite more people

[1st-poet-on-the-moon]

[sidlarsson]

New update (7/21) of Heavier The Crown by Sid Larsson [Rated Explicit - 145k words WIP - Dark AU Jily fic]

“I missed you.” James’ lip twitched. “Really?” “Really.” “You mean this?” He always pressed the point. As though he never believed it, wanted her confirmation again and again. It was something about James that Lily didn't anticipate and yet seemed at the core of who he was. He wanted her. He wanted her to want him in the way he always had. “I’m almost done," Lily said. Sometimes, these moments didn't feel real. “They’re basically finished... just twenty minutes to set.” “I’ll wait for you.” “You don’t mind?” James nodded, he was still holding onto her.   “I’ll wait as long as you want.”

[Start of Prologues] [New Chapter]

[chdarling-tle]

“You have to listen to me —”

“Miss, the mediwizards are right this way—”

“No — I’m fine. I don’t need a mediwizard, I need someone to listen to me!”

Lily pushed frantically through the chaos of the ruined street, trying to find some authority figure who wasn’t completely useless. The air was acrid with smoke — plumes of it choked the village as columns of Fiendfyre still raged on — and though the dueling had ceased and the Death Eaters had vanished, still all was a bustle of frantic, terrified activity as the Ministry officials who had apparated in at last to quell the fighting and flames now attempted to regain a modicum of control over the situation. Wounded students and civilians were herded in a daze towards white tents for medical treatment. Friends separated by the fray reunited with tears and shouts.

Lily didn’t know where any of her friends were. She was desperate to find them — but first, she needed to get help, and no one would listen to her.

Whatever adrenaline or delusion had kept her moving, kept her feet dancing just out of the way of hexes and flames, kept her mind sharp amidst the chaos — it had faded now, and she felt as though waves of weariness had crashed upon her as she stumbled bewildered through the wreckage.

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