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[thequibblah]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! ❤️

literally two months late to this LMAO thanks doe <3

ok these are my personal power rankings

tell me where your secrets lie (just reread this, it holds up thank god)

come together (she's long but she tries her best)

if we never meet again (honestly i'm never again going to make a playlist that TOUCHES these vibes)

even just to reach is a triumph (an oldie but a goodie, will never forget how i read about icelandic prohibition for this)

certain sharp things (had a ton of fun writing this honestly and it IS the last thing i posted before life went truly sickomode so it takes me #back to when i was, like an insane person, writing a CT chapter fortnightly and went through like three regency oneshots in 10 days)

[clare-with-no-i]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! ❤️

hi bestie beloved!!! thank u so much!! :") honestly I ruminated about this for like an hour to no significant end, so I texted my sister to decide for me, at which point this exchange happened:

to be honest I stand by her selection but would maybe swap TKTL for Spice & Honey! all of these have a special place in my heart tho so her judgment was right on the mark. she is an icon I fear

[kay-elle-cee]

Hey! Would love to hear about let me make it up to you please and thank you <3

Doe 🥰 Thanks so much for playing!

let me make it up to you is the next fic I’ll be posting…sometime in January. It’s uh…..angry order!jily smut (I DON’T KNOW WHY MY BRAIN IS ON A SMUT KICK).

I’ll share the banner and a snippet under the cut. 🫶🏼

The words hit her in the chest, and James immediately senses he’s gone too far. His jaw drops, shocked at his own reply, and he steps towards her. “Lily—”

“No.” She puts her hands up; they’re still shaking.

“I didn’t mean—fuck Lily I wasn’t thinking…” he takes her hands in his and brings them to his lips. “Of course I tell you everything.”

His lips bless the pad of each of her fingers, murmurs of I’m sorry in their wake, and she breathes. The anger still simmers in her stomach, but under his touch it ebbs, the pull of James almost too strong for her own good. He kisses her thumb and she gently brushes his lip in return, desire and relief temporarily taking hold.

Hazel eyes flicker up from their hands to meet her gaze, and the look in them—hesitancy, hope, hunger—sends a jolt of electricity up her spine. His voice is low, repentant.

“Lil—”

“No,” she orders again, voice stronger this time even as she shakes her head and tumbles forward into him, mouth capturing any more of his unsaid words and rendering them useless. Large hands cradle her face, the bandage on his left palm an irritating interruption in the warmth of his skin she suddenly finds herself starved for. Lips move quickly, any type of caution thrown out the window as teeth and tongues and breaths and sighs anchor them to this moment, safe from danger.

[aidanchaser]

Hi! Hope you're well :)

For the Spotify wrapped can I ask for 26 please and thank you <3

(and Jily if you fancy)

eeee i was hoping someone would ask for jily. i've officially hit like all my main otps now!

Come rest your bones next to me And toss all your thoughts to the sea

He collapsed into the couch beside her, nearly spilling his drink onto them both. It looked like butterbeer, but as he leaned into her, it smelled stronger.

"We made it through N.E.W.T.s," he said with a sigh.

His relief, however, was not shared. Her heart ached with the unknown that loomed before them both.

His eyes drifted towards hers, then down to her lips. He leaned in for a kiss, but she turned her head. He caught the corner of her mouth.

"Evans?"

She thumbed the lip of her cup. "So what now, James?"

"Anything, long as it's with you."

Oh, oh, oh, don't leave me to breathe Don't leave me to bleed --My Heart is Buried in Venice, Ricky Montgomery

Send me a # 1-100 and I'll send you a 100 word drabble using my top 100 spotify songs

[sunshinemarauder]

xoxo💕

hi doe. 💛 you're the best love you

[mipwrites]

Hello!

22 and 51 for Spotify wrapped, please and thank you <3

my dear doe! <3

The Black Eyed Peas - Imma Be (why was this so high lmao) Ludovico Einaudi - Divenire

[cascader]

hey! I want to hear about all your wips!! settling on the song that gives me goosebumps, please tell me more about that's where I am, thanks <3

for you, Doe, a snippet AND a tidbit! <3

this fic is a celebrity AU & conceptually the hardest one I've got on the docket, for very spoilery reasons, so I'm intentionally procrastinating it. I wanna get a little more comfy with writing and a little more experience in before I resume it!

ask me about my WIPs

[letthebookbegin]

thanks for the tag doe!! @emeralddoeadeer tagged me to do this picrew:

idk who's done this already so if you want to do it, go ahead & say i tagged you :)

[marhoeders]

Today and every day 💕

Doe 🥺😭❤️

Thank you sm queen xxxx

[unknowableroom]

hello! for wrapped, 7 and 22 please and thanks <3

hiii doe! 💞 I answered 22 in another ask (the stones, you can’t always get what you want) but 7 is Dance Little Liar by Arctic Monkeys!

send me a number 1-100 and i’ll tell you the song it corresponds to on my top songs 2022 playlist!

[charmsandtealeaves]

October 26th, @emeralddoeadeer

See Emerald was smart when they decided to do all 31 prompts this year too - a 100 word drabble series to create a post-hogwarts jily tale. If you haven’t been following along you should! I’ve been terrible at keeping up with everything but I read the first 20 in one sitting and I am both nervous and excited for the rest. It deserves all the kudos! I tried to keep this to 100 words…

@jilytoberfest Prompt: 🎶One bright morning goes so easy. Darkness always finds you either way🎶 - First Light by Hozier

It’s difficult waking and not searching for hidden shadows in the gold of a new day. After all, many have passed where darkness found a way to creep in. But James’ breathing beside her is soft and easy. Could this finally be how every day begins? She’s avoided thinking about the future for what feels like an age, now the possibilities seem endless. They’ve lived a whole other life before this first light. James twitches in his sleep and her hand moves to reassure him - it’s done. They’re never going to be the same, but he’s also never going again.

It's October first... for anyone in jily fandom you know what that means! @jilytoberfest!

I wanted to tackle the 31 prompts a little differently this year, with an homage to those writers who help build our fandom and make it what it is. So here's to all of you who make this place great, old and new <3

[thequibblah]

Hey, for the ask game I choose kindness, NEXT please and thank you <3

@kay-elle-cee ty friends

ASK ME

“Are we headed to sit amidst the pumpkins?” said James.

[clare-with-no-i]

We've all seen much evidence of your greatness 👑 good luck on your exam dearest, you got this 💞

thank you!! you are too sweet!! and very prescient as this was my Evidence exam!! Love u 🫶

[kay-elle-cee]

I think you're fantastic.

If you've not already been asked, could I request 22. from the Taylor prompts please <3

Doe I think YOU'RE fantastic <3 Thanks so much for your patience while I worked through these. I had a few different ideas here (including an angsty Order!Jily one that I resisted) but went for something....different. Hope you enjoy <333

Prompt: Don't Say Yes

Read on ao3 here or below the cut!

He should’ve known he’d see her here at the Ministry’s Christmas party.

He had requested a transfer from the Department of Potion Development and Regulation to Accidents and Catastrophes back in the spring when they’d amicably come to the conclusion that they just didn’t make sense anymore, so while he’d seen her in passing—in the lifts, across the atrium—he hadn’t been this close to her in months.

And when confronted with undiluted Lily Evans, dressed in deep red robes that glittered with gold in the light of the chandeliers, he couldn’t really remember why they hadn’t worked.

Sticking firmly to the sidelines, he grabbed a glass of champagne from a floating tray and took a long sip, steeling his nerves. He could try to stay out of her way, but there was an undeniable pull that told him it’d be impossible for their paths not to cross tonight.

As other members of his department arrived and mulled around, he tried to throw himself into conversation, his eyes occasionally wandering to where Lily danced with a few of their old colleagues on the dance floor or engaged in conversation with some of her friends from other departments. As he vanished an empty flute of champagne and snagged another, he could’ve sworn he saw a hand on her hip, the distance between her and that bloke from Foreign Affairs and Sports suspiciously small.

It didn’t matter, he repeated. They were done.

He was confronted with the pair of them again as he maneuvered his way across the room, eye on the buffet that had just been replenished. The man—with his dark hair and his wide smile—spinning her out and back into his arms, her laugh muffled in the other sounds of the room but so clear to him.

It was at that moment her eyes suddenly found his, and the smile that had been brightening her face stilled.

Ripping his attention from her, he quickly ambled over to the buffet, looking to busy himself, not sure if he wanted their paths to cross after all—not after witnessing her and that other bloke (whose name continued, frustratingly, to escape him).

He was piling a few prawns onto his plate when he felt her presence next to him.

“Hello, Alfred.” 

She sounded as uncertain as he felt—voice light and friendly but laced with the same apprehension that was clear in every feature of her beautiful face.

“Hey Lils,” Alfred replied, a pained smile pulling at his lips. “How’ve you been?”

“Good,” she nodded, eyes flashing back to the dance floor, her previous partner now spinning what looked to be Dorcas Meadowes even as his eyes flickered over to where they stood at the buffet table every few seconds. She turned her attention back to him. “We miss you over in Potions Regulation.”

“No you don’t,” Alfred laughed, rolling his eyes. “I was only holding you all back.”

She made a dissenting sound, an awkward silence falling around them as they both looked out at the dance floor. The man tilted his head back and laughed, the sound echoing over the swell of the band and jolting Alfred’s memory.

“It’s Potter, right?”

The mere mention of his name sent a flush to her cheeks, her smile unable to be contained. She cleared her throat. “Yeah. We were Heads together at Hogwarts. He recently got back after a year in Peru planning for the World Cup.”

Another beat of silence.

“Are you happy, Lily?”

He didn’t know why he asked it. Maybe it was for closure. Maybe because a part of him wanted her to say no. 

“I am, Al.” She let out a breath between her lips, her head slightly shaking as though in disbelief. “I hope you are, too.”

Alfred thought about his work in (the much-better managed) Accidents and Catastrophes, his weekly dinners with his sister and her family, the pick-up Quidditch games with his friends. The way he had reprioritized his life these last several months since the two of them had split. He still loved Lily—he was certain a part of him always would, and he had told her as much that fateful day in March—but he had no complaints. He was happy.

The band finished their uptempo groove and began playing something slower. Alfred reached out and squeezed Lily’s hand. “I am. And I’m happy for you.” He smiled, nodding his head towards the dance floor where Dorcas was hastening to the bar and leaving Potter searching the room for Lily. “Go on.”

With a smile, she squeezed his hand back before slipping away, into the arms of that Potter bloke, and Alfred watched as the other man grinned down at her like she was the only one in the room. He watched as Potter bent down and placed a quick kiss to her cheek and led her further out to the dance floor and out of Alfred’s life for good.

[aidanchaser]

Looks like an epic list, would love to hear more about Annabeth: Ladybug please and thank you!

Thank you for the ask from this list of WIPS. Epic is definitely one word for it. The project ADHD is real and I am expecting Annabeth: Ladybug to really take off soon, even tho I've been working at it for a while, because I know PJO is going to be my new hyperfixation with this show; it's so very fun

The title is because this is the very first thing when I open the WIP and so that's what the title defaulted to

Annabeth: Ladybug

Percy: Chat Noir

Luke: Hawkmoth

I have the introductions done but I am having trouble moving forward. I think I may overhaul the whole thing and instead of leaning on the miraculous as they exist in Ladybug canon, just redesign the jewelry to reflect the Greek gods. I just really want to tackle the Annabeth/Luke/Percy dynamic with the added layer of secret hero partners and secret villain. There sooooo much possibility there!!

[sunshinemarauder]

Freeze ❣️ You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Nothing bad will happen if you break the chain, but if you keep the game going you can make others feel beautiful!

thank you sweet sweet doe <3