#implied jily

[marylily-my-beloved]

some Lily hcs bc I love her <33

So I’m obsessed with the hc that she secretly loves quidditch, but she never had time to like practice or play it so she never tried out for the gryffindor team and pretended she hated it

She alwayssss alwaysss bit her nails to the quick, not matter what she tried to do. Even when she had nail polish on it she would just bite her nails and eat the polish with it. (Is the nails to the quick thing a phrase? I hope so lol)

Trans Lily. I am a trans Lily truther. I will spread my agenda of trans Lily!!! 

She was obsessed with the language of flowers, and always wanted to make little mini bouquets with hidden meanings 

She used to hate being a wizard until she became friends with Mary in the second year, cause she know how Lily felt. 

While she did always get top marks in potions and other important stuff, she always always got bad grades in divination because she hated it so much. 

She was acc very good friends with Sybill, even if Sybill predicted her death… 

In wartimes when she had gotten pregnant with Harry she was so overjoyed but also so worried for him that she didn’t want to keep him, but she did. 

[losver07]

guys it's happening

im kinda crying a bit lmao

[sevilynne]

I lost my Gacha phase since 2018 but I decided to make this for no apparent reason enjoy (or not)

If you do not like this, please just leave because I'm too tired replying to anti-Snape rebloggers😞

[gigglesandfreckles-hp]

jilytober day 7!

They don’t talk about it again. Not when four days stretch into five, or when one week becomes two. Sirius sleeps on the couch in the cottage’s living room every night, mostly as Padfoot curled into a tight ball, while she lies awake night after night in the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. James’s side is cold, the space beside her painfully empty. After a week, the faint scent of his aftershave fades from his pillow. The absence hits her like a blow, and she buries her face into the fabric, screaming into it until her throat burns, until she’s gasping for breath, but she doesn’t stop until she’s empty.

@jilytoberfest

[addsalwayssick]

People say that when you die, the most important memories flash through your mind. Memories of family, friends, pets. But as Sirius Orion Black lll went through the veil, Remus John Lupin was the one who had memories stream through his brain.

Sirius singing at a bar, a rough rendition of Starman by David Bowie. Sirius smiling at Remus for the first time. Sirius reading to Remus the nights after the full moon. Their first kiss. Their first time together. The first time they met, in the train in their first year.

The time Remus realized he had a crush on Sirius, the time Sirius confessed. James and Sirius on the floor laughing after Remus’s hair got hexed pink. As Remus held Harry back, the memories flashed through his brain and he felt like following Sirius through the veil. He distantly heard Bellatrix shouting ‘I killed Sirius Black! I killed Sirius Black!’ and so he followed Sirius. Harry would have to learn to live without him as a mentor, because Remus lived without Sirius for 12 years. He won’t go any more.

_________

sorry chat

[grimst4rs]

“i’m going to throw up,” marlene moaned, as mary and sirius parted, then mary closed the distance between them by wiping her red lipstick off sirius’ face.

“can you ever kiss normally or do you just have to turn this into a snog off every time?” peter groaned, taking another swig out of the beer bottle discarded on the floor.

they were the last ones in the common room, another bottle of beer between them, its lid pointed at mary, who was sitting next to lily.

“jealous, mate?” sirius asked, leaning forward and pecking mary again on the lips, as remus looked down at his shoes.

“yeah, right, i wish i was snogging you.” peter rolled his eyes, yet his cheeks slightly tinted pink. “in your dreams.”

mary looked at lily, a large grin plastered on her face, which could be either from the alcohol or from the fact that she and sirius had just snogged each other’s faces off. “lily, your turn.”

lily’s fingers wrapped around the bottle and, twisting her wrist, let it spin between them. marlene (please, god, don’t let it stop at marlene), remus (could have been worse, but she wasn’t exactly looking forward to it), peter, sirius (she would rather shove her fingers down her throat and scratch), mary, herself, emmeline (that would be her best bet, if she was going to be honest) and james potter (oh, fuck no; she’d get up and leave).

and, considering the luck lily had been her graced with all throughout her life, the bottle stopped exactly on him. sirius’ face broke out in a grin; james’ lips parted, his brows furrowed, his eyes widened. before he could take in the information, sirius had wrapped his fingers around james’ bicep and, jumping up, pulled his friend up, as mary pushed lily up.

“we’ve got just the place for you,” they said simultaneously, as they pushed them in the corridor between the common room and the fat lady’s painting.

“well, isn’t this just great?” james asked, sarcasm dripping from his tone, yet she could feel the smile on his lips. “promise i had nothing to do with this.” he laughed, sliding down the wall and sitting down.

lily hummed, pushing her hair back from her face and swallowing the lump in her throat when she felt his eyes on her as she dropped to the ground herself.

“you’re staring.”

“sorry,” he let out an airy chuckle. “you’re very pretty, it’s kind of hard not to—”

lily pressed her lips to his. james made a noise in the back of his throat, yet returned the kiss eagerly, his hand cupping lily’s chim, hers resting against his chest. lily shifted, straddling his hips, his hand falling to the small of her back as hers moved to his shoulders. his tongue brushed against hers, one of his hands moving up to tangle in her hair. it felt like a eternity, yet eternity never ends, and you don’t want it to, do you?

“fucking finally!” sirius exclaimed, looking at them with his arm hooked around mary’s waist, then promptly ducked as james threw one of his shoes right at his head. “it was about bloody time, don’t you think so too, prongs?”

[pensivepenseive]

Haven't posted anything in a while, so here's this thing I wrote a few months ago for a 100-word challenge (slightly altered).

The time-turner felt smooth in his pocket as he ran a finger along it. Ninety-six thousand three hundred and sixty turns is what he'd need. Snape knew that. He'd always known, and he'd always counted, and so, he always knew precisely the amount he needed. But he shouldn't have needed to. Not now, not after all this time. Not after everything he'd done. Not after everything he'd learned. Not after everything he'd corrected. He looked up into emerald eyes tinged with sorrow, pain, and remorse. He didn't need to ask Lily why. He knew that, too. "Is it Potter?"

[saintsofthestarfield]

Wolfstar Ficlet: Translation

deaf!Remus

implied nsfw

“What are they going on about?” Lily leans in to ask James from where they’re all sitting at the Gryffindor dining table.

“Um…” Says James, having checked out of the flurry of hands a while ago. He looked back over to his left to see Remus and Sirius still having a heated discussion. There was a lot of angry faces, aggressive signing, and a few obscene gestures that you didn’t need a textbook to understand. With catching only a few of their all too rapid signs, James turns to Lily and says, “You don’t want to know.”

Lily passed James an odd look but ultimately dropped the topic. After a few moments she chanced a glance past James’ body, watching as Remus gawked a mocking expression at Sirius, slowly and tauntingly removing his hearing aids, working up Sirius’ already non-existent temper. She continued watching as Sirius’ face scrunched in fury, his hands coming up to sign slowly and clearly, “fuck you.” While Lily had a hard time keeping up with casual conversation in BSL, she had no trouble understanding that.

Unfazed with Sirius’ typical display of attitude, Remus just grinned at the curse and closed his eyes, the smugness evident by his mouth tugging up in the corner. Lily watched, only in mild horror, as Sirius reached across the table and grabbed the very face that wore that teasing grin.

Sirius grabbed Remus’ cheeks with his right palm over his mouth, using his pointer and middle finger to drag his bottom lids down and forcing his eyes to fall open. He used his left to sign something, sloppy yet swift with the comfortability of someone who’d been signing for years, and before Lily could even begin to decipher what was said, Sirius was storming away from the table with his robes flying behind him.

James looked over and fixed Remus with a look of disbelief, having a look of apology sent his way in turn. ‘Sorry you had to hear that,’ he seemed to say with his eyes. James just sighed and waved Remus off with the flick of his wrist, and then it was Remus’ turn to push away from his seat and scurry out the door.

Lily, looking equally unamused and impressed asked James, “What the hell was that?”

“A fight that translates to a night of silencing charms for Pete and I,” James explained before stuffing his mouth with more pancake.

[wafflinglumos]

Remus Lupin probably hated the night sky, maybe it was because of the moon, maybe it was because it reminded him of his lycanthropy. Maybe it was because he didn’t like the night.

Maybe at some point, during is fifth year even, he didn’t hate the night sky as much, because he was accompanied with his three best friends when the moon was full. Which made it a lot more bearable.

Maybe he hated it after James and Lily died, he didn’t have his friends to accompany him when he transformed into a werewolf anymore and at that time he wouldn’t be able to get his hands on wolfsbane until around 1993.

On that note, he probably absolutely loathed the night sky because what constellation and what star would greet him.

Sirius is the brightest star in the night sky, it being outshined by the moon, a few planets, and the international space station. It’d be kinda hard to ignore it when you look up, it’d be kinda hard for Remus to stop himself from looking too.

Maybe Remus Lupin hated the night sky because of his lycanthropy or maybe he hated it because of Sirius Black, or maybe he didn’t hate it at all.

Who knows really?

[uncertainwallflower]

THE CONSTANT TANG OF BLOOD For @jilymicrofics. Prompt: heal. Words: 42.

Lily stood, biting the inside of her lip, trying to decide how to reply to her sisters cruel remark.

She could not settle for anything and so she remained, silent, tasting blood, never fully able to heal, for a very long time.

AO3

[losver07]

guys i really need a title for my fic jdbfkdnckd so ima tell you aaaaall about it and you tell me 1. wether youd read it or not and 2. what the hell i could use as a title because i have absolutely no idea

ok this is probably going to be long so under the cut :)

okay! marauders fic, of course. muggle au (because im not ready step that far out of my comfort zone yet lmao)

the main characters will of course be the four marauders, and the story is set in a hospital, where all of them are residents in the mental health ward. so after sirius attempts on his life, he is hospitalised by his brother and put in a room with james, peter and remus, who have all been accepted in the past couple of months for several but not so different reasons.

there will be a looot of mental health talk involved as you may imagine, as well as some juicy drama and very very yummy angst.

ships! wolfstar (unexpected, i know), jily, jegulus (ohhhh there's a lot of drama involved on that one), rosekiller probably, and many more that i'll improvise because let's be honest i do not control these characters.

also! no need to mention that i do NOT support jkr's transphobic, homophobic, racist, etc. views and that the goal of this fic is to make me and anyone else who enjoys it happy. i do not wish to offend anyone and even though there can be some triggering subjects involved (suicide, sh, eating disorders, etc.) they will be tagged so people who may be affected by them are safe. i really just want to write something that keeps my delusion going guys.

okay!!! so i think that sums it up well enough :) feel free to ask me anything or correct me if i messed up (i still have a lot of research to do on the british healthcare system), and give me ideas if you have any! i've got most of the plot outlined but i am willing to add/change some scenes if i get a good suggestion ;)

thanks for reading <3 ill let you know when i start posting chapters tho school is making that quite difficult lol

[moonstruckme]

jilly x reader where the reader gets hypothermia

cw: symptoms of mild hypothermia, (implied?) freezing water, non-sexual nudity

poly!Jily x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

James half carries you back to the cabin. This is partly because you’re shivering too hard to walk as quickly as you’d like, and partly because your legs simply won’t move the way you tell them to. Your wet lashes feel heavy with the ice crystals you imagine forming on them. 

He passes you off to Lily while he unlocks the front door. She rubs one hand uselessly over your arm through your soaked coat, using the other to unstick a frigid piece of hair from your face. 

They both help you inside. Set you down on the couch, and James makes a sound close to a laugh when you protest about getting wet on his mother’s cushions. 

“Start a fire, please?” Lily is all business, panic making her stern. Or maybe not stern so much as resolved. Her features are set, green eyes alternating between worried and determined, but her hands are characteristically gentle as they unzip your coat and pull you out of it one arm at a time. 

“Love?” 

You realize she’s been talking to you. “Hm?” 

Delicate brows pinch in either concern or relief. “How do you feel, sweetheart?” 

“Oh. Um.” Your chittering makes your words come out jolting and stilted. “Cold.” 

“Tired?” she asks. You put your arms up when she motions for you to, letting her lift your jumper over your head. The thought that you’re the only one getting undressed between your partners doesn’t occur to you; you only know that Lily seems urgent, and you trust her. 

“Ye—yeah.” 

“I think we have an electric blanket around here somewhere,” says James. He’s poking at a log in the fireplace, trying to provoke a bigger flame. “Get her closer to here, love.” 

“I’m still trying to get her out of her wet clothes. Can you help me?” 

James helps you to stand so Lily can tug your trousers off. They stick to your legs but crinkle oddly, stiff with ice. James kisses your temple and murmurs something you can’t quite make out. You feel guilty for ruining what was meant to be a fun afternoon of ice skating on the pond near James’ family cabin. You’ve never heard Lily shout like she did when the ice broke beneath you. 

They wrap you up in an electric blanket and put your hair up in a towel to get it off your neck, and you let James massage warmth into your fingers while Lily makes something warm for you to drink. 

“Jamie,” she calls from the kitchen, “do you all keep a thermometer here?” 

“Um, I’m not sure,” replies James. “If we did, it’d be in one of the drawers in the bathroom.” 

You hear your girlfriend whizz off in that direction. 

“How are you, angel?” James presses a couple of firm, warm kisses to your face, squeezing your hands. “Do you still feel tired?” 

“A little,” you admit. Your shivering has lessened, though. “Is it okay that we left our skates by the pond?” 

“What?” He gives a little laugh. “Yeah, it’s fine. That’s not really the top concern right now, you know?” 

You frown. It’s supposed to snow again tonight. “I don’t want them to get buried…” 

“I’ll go get them later,” James reassures you. He kisses your nose. “Don’t worry about that, lovebug. Just try to get warm, okay?” 

“I sort of feel like you guys are doing all the work for me.” 

James’ laughs as Lily comes to sit beside you. 

“Here, can you keep this in your mouth for me, please?” You nod, but when she slips the thermometer under your tongue she evidently makes a last-minute call to hold it herself instead. Lily’s thumb drags heavily over your cheek. You notice her bottom lip looks colored and bitten. 

“I think I’m okay…” you try to tell her, but stop when she shushes you gently. 

“That’s good, lovely, but don’t talk with this in your mouth.” She gives you a terse smile. 

James transfers both of your hands to one of his, using the other to squeeze her elbow consolingly. Both of your partners watch you intently as you wait. 

When Lily deems it's been long enough and looks at the thermometer, her posture slumps with relief. 

“Oh, it’s—that’s not so bad.” 

James grins, reading over her shoulder. “It must be coming up,” he says confidently. 

You offer your girlfriend a smile. “I told you, I think I’m fine.” 

Lily makes a soft, strangled sound, eyebrows pinching in the moment before she throws her arms around you. You see some of your own surprise reflected in James’ expression as you catch her, bringing her into the heated dome of your electric blanket with you.

“I didn’t know…I was really scared,” she confesses tearily, squeezing you around your neck. 

You rub her back in an attempt to reassure her. Behind her, James is doing the same. He gets his arms around the both of you, holding your shoulders through the blanket. 

“It’s alright,” he says. “We must be doing something right, yeah? Or she wouldn’t be getting better so quickly.” 

Lily exhales a shaky breath. “I am never, ever going ice skating again.” 

“Yes, you are,” you tell her fondly. 

“No. And you shouldn’t either! In fact, I hope our skates do get buried, and neither of you can ever find them.” 

You make a sound of protest, but James speaks over you, “Alright, lovely. We can let nature roll the dice tonight, if that’s what you want.” 

“But James—” 

“Angel, you weren’t witness to your own blue lips,” he tells you, rubbing your shoulder pacifyingly. “I think we’re permitted a bit of overreaction right now. I say bury the skates.” 

You give a little laugh. “You’re both taking this too far. We don’t have to use them, but there’s no reason to leave perfectly good skates out there in the snow.” 

“Mm, let’s say we return to that debate when you’re no longer shivering.” 

You all sit there for a while, holding each other while the fire crackles and warmth seeps into your fingertips. Lily’s hands are actually quite cold around your neck, but you refuse to tell her lest she spring away from you. When the kettle starts to whistle, she sniffs and pulls away anyways, wiping under her eyes. 

“I’ve got it,” says James, standing with a kiss to each of your heads. “What are we having?” 

“Hot chocolate.” She takes a breath, collecting herself. “She needs something with sugar. Thanks, Jamie.” 

You smile at her. “You’re so brilliant. How do you know that?” 

Lily’s lips tilt slightly in response. “I read it somewhere.” 

“So brilliant,” you repeat, kissing her softly on the lips. They’re noticeably warmer than yours, but you feel much more yourself than you had when you first got back to the cabin. “Thanks for helping me.” 

She makes a scoffing sort of noise. It doesn’t sound terribly derisive when it’s bent by fondness like this. Lily touches the backs of her fingers to your cheek, caressing. “You don’t have to thank us. Either of us,” she says. The tears have cleared from her eyes, leaving a raw caring in their wake. “We love you. A lot.” 

Your heart feels more than sufficiently warmed as you close the gap between you again. “I love you a lot, too.”

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

@myheadsgonenumb sorry but what you said isn’t at all accurate. Not only you twisted my words but you also didn’t really prove your point.

Firstly James, Sirius and Remus are not similiar to Ron, Harry and Hermione for start. Their relationships are different and each formed on different experiences.

Secondly I said that Remus and Sirius weren’t very close friends, they were just friends. I’d even say that James is the one who ties all of the Marauders together. You said „we don’t have much but what we have indicates real closeness” - no, what we have indicates the exact opposite. As I said they were friends but Remus and Sirius as friends were NOWHERE NEAR the level of friendship that Sirius had with James.

As opposed to Harry & Ron & Hermione. Harry felt very very close to both but for a slightly different reasons

Let’s now see the whole thing as it is.

Just because the marauders didn’t abandon Remus when they found out that he is a werewolf doesn’t just mean they all went bestie bestie with him. And the example of Ron’s reaction you gave is completely inadequate. RON HAD EVERY RIGHT to react that way, when he was just dragged down to a house away from Hogwarts and it’s safety by an escaped murder ( at the time they weren’t aware ) and then finding out that not only his teacher helped the murderer and knew him, but ALSO THAT HE WAS A WEREWOLF. We can’t disregard that no matter what Werewolves are dangerous. Especially since to Ron Remus was supposed to be a trusted teacher.

Besides finding out that a 11 yo that is your peer is a werewolf isn’t as terrifying that finding out that an adult is a werewolf as a 13 yo. Let’s remember the situations and ages of our characters

Three great friends means they were close. But again. Great friends are just friends. It’s not as big closeness as best friends.

Everything we see in POA is how disastrous Sirius’s situation is and how unfair and terrible the Wizarding World was towards him, not how great friends he was with Remus.

„I’ve not been Sirius’s friend for 12 years but now I am” is a quote that supposedly in your opinion meant they were close, but it says the exact opposite doesn’t it?

Remus believed Sirius was the murderer. Remus didn’t check, didn’t try to find out more, all we saw is Remus believing that Sirius was a Death Eather and being very bothered by it.

James would never EVER believe it was Sirius.

Not to mention Remus WASN’T EVEN TRUSTED ENOUGH DURING THE FIRST WAR? It’s even said that they all were suspecting him- talk about real closeness here.

Well that’s be all because all the rest is you talking about POA sitiuations and headcanoning what more could they’ve meant to their past. LET’S TALK ABOUT ACTUAL EXAMPLES WE HAVE FROM MARAUDERS YEARS NOW!

Who did all teachers ( and not only ) talk about? James and Sirius. Not Remus. James. Remus isn’t even mentioned!

It was always James and Sirius. „you’d have thought they were brothers… inseparable!” „trusted him above all his friends” „never saw one without the other”

And the time when another marauder is mentioned in their context IT’S NOT REMUS. It’s Peter! Remus was never even mentioned in conversations about James’s and Sirius’s time at Hogwarts by the people who knew them. ( that wouldn’t be true for Ron Harry and Hermione. They were almost always mentioned as a trio )

Rosemerta is the one mentioning Peter: „That fat little boy who was always tagging around them” She doesn’t recall Remus being with them at all

Who does Sirius run away to from his abusive house? JAMES. Who he is so close too that parents of that person accept him into his house and help him? JAMES.

Who does James named Harry’s godfather? SIRIUS! Just Sirius.

Remus isn’t close enough to be trusted during the war, Remus isn’t close enough to actually do anything about Serius and look for more evidence for his supposed „very close friend” ( yet SIRIUS WENT OUT OF HIS WAY TO FIND PETER AND GET HIM TO JUSTICE! Sirius was so devastated by James’s death that he did everything he could to get to Peter, and EVEN AFTER 12 YEARS IN AZKABAN HIS PRIORITY FOR ESCAPING WAS TO GET PETER AWAY FROM JAMES’S SON!

Sirius’s and Remus’s friendship was good but it wasn’t very close. I’d even say that Sirius was a bit closer to Peter than Remus, after all Peter was trusted enough to BE THE SECRET KEEPER ( terrible decision ) yet Remus wasn’t trusted at all. Peter is at least remembered a bit by people. Peter was tagging along, was eager to spend time in James’s and Sirius’s company, but Remus was away, keeping his distance from them, and also from the bullying yet never doing anything about it.

Sorry not sorry but Remus and Sirius weren’t very close friends. They were just friends

AND ABSOLUTELY THEY WERE NOT BEST FRIENDS! JUST LIKE RON AND HERMIONE WERE NOT BEST FRIENDS, although Ron’s and Hermione’s relationship was much closer than that of Sirius and Remus during their school years.

THERE’S NO CANON EVIDENCE OF WOLFSTAR ESPECIALLY IN THE MARAUDERS ERA. IF ANYTHING THE EVINDENCE ( VERY STRONG EVINDECE ) WE GET IS PRONGSFOOT.

Headcanon whatever you want but don’t go on my posts with your speculations and headcanons. Sorry not sorry but Marauders era Wolfstar doesn’t exist or even have a ground to exist in canon

It’s so hard to be a Wolfstar shipper here bc I ship the post POA adult Wolfstar. The „Two grieving friends finding comfort and love in eachother instead of being stuck in their memories and falling into depression. The two friends that are both outcasts of society one because of his lycanthropy and the other because of being wrongly imprisoned without a trail and currently on the run. The one where they learn to finally accept James’s and Lily’s death and help eachother recover, and try to help Harry along the way”

And all I see, all the time, is Marauders fandom Wolfstar. Which to be frank i hate. And it’s such a weird experience loving and hating a ship at the same time. But the marauders Wolfstar is just so different and just- shallow

Those two characters were downgraded to one of their personality traits, that isn’t even their MAIN/MOST RECOGNIZABLE personality trait. I barely even recognize that the marauders Remus and Sirius are supposed to be the same characters as Remus and Sirius in the book, because they are so fanon-iezd.

It’s even worse because literally the marauders era Wolfstar has barely any grounds to start at. Sirius and Remus weren’t very close, they were just friends, Sirius was much much closer with James.

Help I need some more post POA adult Wolfstar shippers that don’t ship marauders Wolfstar, if there are any pls interact I want to see y’all posts about it.

[talesof-old]

jily would take such good care of you do with that as you will!

okay so this turned really sexual, and at first i was gonna make it less so but…. anyway

pairing(s): poly!jily x reader

warning(s): 18+, smut, piv, fingering (f!receiving), implied oral sex (f!receiving), threesomes, not edited

word count: 489

masterlist

james and lily know how to take care of you

Time stands still with Lily and James.

Affectionately known as The Potters by their friends despite not even being engaged, Lily and James were a unit no one could shake. They complimented one another in a million ways. Both intelligent, both loyal, both forces to be reckoned with.

Unbeknownst to your mutual friend group, you’d been an addition to their relationship for months now. At first, it started out as purely innocent admiration, but had quickly deteriorated into soul consuming yearning. It didn’t take long for any of you to crack.

They had you sprawled out between them, your body prone in Lily’s lap, James naked between your thighs. Your walls fluttered around his cock. You marveled at his smooth skin, fingers trailing over the flexed muscles of his abdomen. He hissed as they dipped low, tracing the antler tattoos on his v-line. You grinned, only faltering as Lily’s hands reached around your body to cup your breasts. Her fingers pinched at the sensitive skin of your nipples.

You arched into her touch, soft gasps leaving your lips.

“That’s it, sweets, you’ve done so well.” You keened at his words, tensing as he slid out of you. Lily buried her head into the crook of your neck, scattering love bites along your collarbone and shoulders.

James dipped his index and middle finger into your still sensitive cunt, scooping up your mixed cum and offering it to Lily. She took it gladly, tongue swirling around hid fingers. You stared, mouth going dry as James’ eyes darkened and Lily sucked hard on his skin. He moaned at the sight; you weren’t sure you could blame him.

“Careful, love.” Her answering cheeky grin was enough to have James surging forward. He pressed his lips to hers, mindful to not squish you between them. Lily took him on gladly, using his distraction to slip her fingers down to your clit. You gasped.

James chuckled against her mouth. “You always have to one up me, don’t you?” She giggled. “Of course.”

You came quickly, body trembling as James moved to mouth at your breasts and Lily kept up her ministrations on your bundle of nerves. James nipped at your sensitive skin, savoring each and every one of your cries. “So perfect for us, sweets. Just look at you.” You mewled as Lily dipped her fingers into your cunt.

Her other hand came to grip James’ hair, guiding his mouth down your body towards your cunt. “Do me a favor and put your mouth to good use, yeah?” He lifted a brow and smirked. You reached out, gripping the hard flesh of his arms as he shifted down the bed.

“My mouth not good enough for you, Evans?”

She shrugged, jutting her chin towards your pubic region. Had it been anyone else, your body would’ve heated with embarrassment. Instead, you whined, practically writhing in her arms. James laughed.

“Think you’ve got another in you, sweets?”

+++

[grimst4rs]

“you’re looking.”

“no, i’m not,” lily hissed, peeling her eyes off of james potter, who was laughing at probably some dumb joke made by his friends, and focusing back on the charms textbook in front of her. “i was looking at the hoop in black’s nose. it’s crooked.”

“uh, no, it’s not,” marlene rolled her eyes from the other side of the table, amusedly. “i don’t give crooked piercings, like, ever; check your eyesight, evans,” she said, draping her leg over mary’s lap.

“i think it looks good.” she shrugged, placing her hand on her friend’s thigh, whose face turned a vague shade of pink. (“you always think sirius looks good.” “oh, piss off, marls, can’t a girl fawn over her boyfriend?”) also, you should hope they win,” she added, nodding to james, already dressed up in his quidditch uniform, “because if they don’t, he’ll get something stuck up his ass all week long.”

“you should go grab your seats in the stands,” marlene swirled her finger around, over her cup of coffee, “otherwise you won’t find any.”

“remind me why you’re not with the team but with us?”

“please, mary.” she gave her friend an unimpressed look. “and her james’ oh, so inspirational speech? pass. let’s go to the pitch.”

“mind if i join?” lily asked, looking up from her book.

“actually,” marlene said, grimacing, “we said we’d be meeting emmeline and going with her to there. sorry!”

lily glanced away briefly. “yeah, okay, see you there.”

marlene and mary left, their arms linked, laughing and talking, and lily’s eyes instinctively drifted iver to james.

no.

lily.

stop it.

[dorlilymylovesss]

I want to speak out on a topic that has been really bothering and stressing me out. For several months now, Me and my friends who don't even ship jegulus, but are just Regulus fans have been harassed by Jily shippers. And not just with hateful words, but with specific accusations of fascism.

I want to start by saying that fandoms are a place where people can express their creativity and interpret characters as they like. Fanfics, art, and shippings are forms of self-expression, and they don't have to conform to canon. It allows us to look at characters from different angles, develop alternative plots, and create something new. And I don't judge or hate people for their favorite characters and ships.

I'm a huge Regulus fan even before the Jegulus ship came along. Regulus Black is a character I have a deep interest in for many reasons. Despite his limited appearance in the Harry Potter books, his story and character leave room for a lot of interpretation and thought. And I don't like it when people describe him as a regular Death Eater.

First, Jily fans often argue their dislike by saying that their ship is canonical( of course this is true and no one denies it) and James would never date a death eater. However, it should be remembered that fan art and shippings are inherently activities for the self and the soul. Even if a couple doesn't conform to "official" canon and never even met, it doesn't diminish the right of fans to create their own stories and interpretations.

Second Jegulus shippers are called misogynists.

But they may simply see these characters as interesting dynamics that catch their attention or interesting tropes that can be created. Choosing this ship doesn't necessarily mean they are intentionally excluding female characters and being negative towards them. Yes there are people among jegulus shippers who dislike Lily and exclude her from the story, but they are a minority. Plenty of jegulus shippers love Lily and also ship jily.

The charge of misogyny implies a conscious and systematic disregard for women or female characters. However, in most cases, Jegulus shippers simply enjoy a particular story or interaction between two male characters. This does not preclude an interest in or respect for female characters. Many shippers actively create and support content featuring female characters in other contexts or ships.

There is always a diversity of interests and preferences in fan circles. Not everyone likes the same characters or couples, and that's fine. However, to infer misogyny just based on someone's preference for a certain male couple without considering the overall context of a person's interests is wrong and unfair. Plus, I've seen thousands of Jily fans who were blatantly homophobic towards the marlily and pandalily enjoyers, and called James her only love, and erase her identity, leaving only her relationship with James.

Third, why calling the death eaters fascists is wrong and insulting to the actual victims of the tragedy.

Fascism as a political ideology and movement had specific historical roots and consequences, including brutal repression, genocide, and war. Death Eaters are fictional characters created by transphobic Rowling for a work of fiction, and their actions and motivations are part of a fictional universe.

Using historical examples of real-life suffering and tragedies to compare to fictional characters is disrespectful to those affected by real-life events. Historical tragedies such as the Holocaust require special respect and careful handling. And many Jewish content makers have already spoken out about it.

The kind of hate I've encountered as a Regulus fan is something I wouldn't wish on anyone. That being said, I've always loved jily, but after the hate, stupid accusations I've cooled off to them. You can't treat living people like that because of fictional characters. A lot of people don't care about canon written by a creepy transphobic woman, can you imagine?

Instead of wasting time on conflict and hate I suggest you create content on your favorite ships and leave other people alone. You have no idea how your hating can affect a person.

Not all shippers have the intention to demean or exclude other characters. Many of us simply love a particular dynamic and choose to explore it in our writing. This should not be taken as a threat or insult to other fans.

I love jegulus and jily, but my fav ship is dorlily and it saddens me that fans of the same fandom hate each other so much.

Not all shippers have the intent to demean or exclude other characters. Many of us simply love a particular dynamic and choose to explore it in our writing. This should not be taken as a threat or insult to other fans.

Leave other people alone. If u can't create content for your favorite ship and only can hate others its your f..king problem, it's unhealthy and childish.

I'm deeply sorry for jegulus artists and writers who got hate here and even death treats. I hope you will continue creating something that makes you happy.