#jily banter

[yallthemwitches]

A Hundred Visions and Revisions

She loves him like this: sleepy, slap happy, sometimes a bit handsy but willing to meet her where she’s at in the moment. It’s the quiet moments like this that keep her going sometimes, knowing that whatever is happening out there will disappear by the end of the day when they can hold each other again.

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Like usual, she’s already splayed herself across the couch, too enraptured in her book to notice the portrait hole swing open. Spotting her, he makes a show of staggering across the room, dropping his broom idly to the floor with a groan while soaking in the way her lips twitch behind the page in an attempt to ignore him. Making it around the couch, he gives no preamble and collapses against her with an oof, enjoying her small squeaks of surprise as he nuzzles his face into her clavicle. 

“Practice was bad?” Her eyes settle back on the page and a hand finds its way into his hair, fingering the ends that have been shocked into fractured points by the winter wind. 

“Horrible, awful, downright contemptible.”

“That many adjectives, huh.” 

He grunts, scooting his body down further so his head is cradled into her chest, arms snaking around her sides to find the place where her shirt has gotten untucked to draw circles into skin. It has become a tradition of sorts—she waits for him after practice, holding court in front of the common room fireplace and making herself look too irresistible to not fall into the second he returns. It’s a shame they only have one year of school left to enjoy it. 

 She tries to go back to reading, but he continues to sigh, each more theatrical than the last, fingers starting to tickle and pinch at her waist rather than caress. 

“If you want attention, just say so,” she says behind the book, mouth pressed into a tight line but her eyes sparkling.

“No, no. It’s fine. I’ll just lay here…suffering.”

She snorts, and he presses a victory smile into her skin. “You’re so spoiled.”

“Apparently not spoiled enough to get a little love from my girlfriend in my time of need.” He groans, wiggling his hips against her.

“When are you not in your time of need.” She murmurs, deadpan, but her hand moves to the back of his neck, slowly massaging the muscles that hide just under his tangle of hair. She feels him relax under her ministrations, finally abandoning his ‘woe is me’ act to let his body meld against hers. 

“What are you reading?” He asks after moments of silence, eyes fluttering closed from the rise and fall of her chest. 

“Oh, some book about sex magic. Some absolute nutter muggle wrote it—complete madness but fun to read.”

“Sex Magic you say?”  Suddenly he is wide awake, propping himself up and arching an eyebrow from over the book. She eyes him warily and tries to ignore the fingers that have wasted no time to drift upwards and play with the buttons of her shirt. He swoops down, pressing his lips to her neck. 

“Don’t get so excited, Potter. It’s a load of bunk.”

He hums, already undoing her topmost button and moving to kiss the skin there. 

“I dunno—-maybe we should test it out first…get a first hand account.” He gets another button undone and she makes a noise between a laugh and a moan. 

“I’m not very keen on being topless in the middle of the common room so if you could kindly quit it—-“

“You didn’t seem to mind it the other night,” he quips back and enjoys the view of her skin flushing from her cheeks all the way past where he can see under her uniform. 

“James.”

“Fine,” he whines. He stops his progress on her shirt and gives her exposed sternum one last kiss before settling his head back down, hands moving back to encircle her.

“You’re a tease, Evans. A dirty, rotten siren taking advantage of my poor knackered heart.”

She cradles him against her, letting one hand slide back through his hair while the other caresses his back. She loves him like this: sleepy, slap happy, sometimes a bit handsy but willing to meet her where she’s at in the moment. It’s the quiet moments like this that keep her going sometimes, knowing that whatever is happening out there will disappear by the end of the day when they can hold each other again. 

They lay in a comfortable silence for a while, the fire crackling low beside them. She can feel James’ breath start to steady against her, somehow keeping his grip tight on her despite sleep setting in.

“Hey James?” 

“Hmmm?” He nestles his nose down into her, hands grasping tighter at her waist. 

“Have you thought about it at all?”

“Shagging in the common room? All the time.”

She snorts, shaking him a bit. “No, you git—about Dumbledore’s offer.”

His eyes remain closed but his mouth sinks into a small line against her. 

“Nothing to think about—-I’m all in.”

She fidgets under him and the bottom of his jersey rides up, exposing some of his midriff. Absent-mindedly, she runs her hand over the skin, rubbing anxious circles.

“And your offer from the Canons? That’s a pretty big deal.”

“When the war is over, I can try out again.” 

“And if they don’t let you?”

He props up on his chin, looking up to see her staring off beyond the common room. “Then I’ll look into another profession– like magical artifacts or becoming your indentured servant.”

He expects her to crack a smile at his joke, but her eyes continue to look away, seeing something that feels much bigger than job prospects.

“Lily?”

She shakes her head like trying to dispel smoke. He sits up, swinging her legs so they now rest over his, hips flush together. Taking her cheek in his palm, he forces her to look at him and he sees tears just harboring past the surface. 

“I know it’s silly—but can you tell me the future? The way you see it.” she whispers, curling into him so the top of her head can rest right under his chin, book falling abandoned down onto the floor. She knows he’s no divination master–she’s seen his grades to prove it—but they both know that’s not what she’s asking.

“Well–” 

He stares into the fire, watching as the embers slowly lower and diminish one by one. It’s hard to ignore the feeling of encapsulation–that they are just children needing to concoct stories to make it all worth it. Her fingers play with the bottom of his jersey, anxiously awaiting his turn to spin this night’s fable, probably one of many before the war lets up.

“Well, first and most important, we will still be madly in love—sickenly so.” 

She makes a noise and he can feel a smile break through for the first time that evening. 

“Sickenly you say? Says who?”

“Says everyone who is jealous that they can’t be us. This shouldn’t come as a surprise to you as it is our current reality—obviously.”

“Obviously.” she echoes, before muttering arrogant under her breath. 

“We will fight for the Order, beat out Voldemort, and have an incredible victory shag afterwards—”

She hums against his chest and he can feel some of the warmth coming back to her.

“Who knew it was so simple—have you told Dumbledore this strategy?” She turns her head up to flick his nose and he kisses the tip of hers in return. 

“I did–he was shocked he never thought of it actually–said the last bit was particularly vital…”

She can’t help but laugh. “Sometimes it’s like your head deflated but landed right in the gutter.” 

She continues to look up at him, eyes getting more brilliant as her tension melts.  “Go on then—Voldemort’s miraculously easy defeat, victory shag…ok what else?”

He lowers his lips to her ear and lets them skim against the shell. “We get married.”

Suddenly both of their heartbeats fall into overdrive. He flashes his eyes down to see her cheeks are bubbling with pink, eyes wide and targeted right at him. 

“And what part of the sequence does that occur?” Her voice is barely a whisper and he notices her hands have stalled against him, frozen mid-fiddle with the fabric. 

“Well,” he knows she can feel his heart jumping against her, but he doesn’t care, “I was hoping during the exposition or rising action portion of the plot rather than the conclusion.”

Her eyes are dancing, surely from the fire that continues to drop beads of light into her hair and face. 

“And you don’t think that’s…unwise, seeing we’ve only been dating officially five months.”

His eyes meet hers, now devoid of jest.

“It’s not like being wise has ever been in my wheelhouse anyways.”

She could fight it—tell him it’s a mad idea to be thinking about marriage at a time like this, in a time where every passing day seems less sure than the last. But something about it feels too enticing to pass up—the image of them in a home all their own, sitting just like they are now but more solid and sure of themselves, leaning into the domesticity and adoration of it all because they can. 

 She worries if she ruminates on it too much, it will be painful to let go when the time comes.

“And we won’t bicker?”

“Not anymore than married people do—or we do now I guess I should say.”

“And you will make me breakfast everyday, in bed?” 

“Evans, if you’re my wife I’ll do anything anything you ask of me. My occupation is indentured servant, remember?” He is trying to stay light, but she can tell he means it. 

She wishes she could dream like he can—see beyond the rubbish and focus solely on the parts that can work. It’s simultaneously what she is jealous of and admires in him, the bright side is always where he wants to be. 

“James—” Its a warning: a warning that perhaps he is flying too close to the sun. A warning that perhaps it’s too tempting not to accept it. A warning that at this moment, it might be too much. 

But she doesn't need to say anymore. He pulls her closer to his chest, catching the top of her head under the crook of his chin and locking her there against him. 

“Don’t worry, this isn’t me proposing—just…just dreaming.” He lets the last word hang there, and Lily watches the image of them in their house with their happy life become clouded and technicolor. A fantasy. 

Suddenly, the thought of losing it terrifies her. 

“A good dream—a nice dream.,” She doesn’t know who she is assuring more, herself or him. “Something I want too.”

She feels his body heat rise, hands finding the end strands of her hair and curling his fingers through them. 

“Yeah?” His hope, like most other aspects of him, is contagious.

“Don’t get too excited Potter—there’s a lot that can happ—“

“Shh, Evans,” he says, grabbing her face, hands shaking with unparalleled joy. In his eyes the dream still lingers and she doesn’t want to ever look away.

“Let me kiss you—our dream can wait, but let me kiss you now.” 

[rose-of-the-grave]

Lovebirds

Pairing: Lily x James

Hey everybody, this is for a request. It was supposed to be Jily lives but this takes place only a year after they left Hogwarts. In this AU however, Voldemort never existed and the war will never happen. I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you all enjoy! As always I'm the author (please don't repost)

Masterlist. Read on Ao3

Warnings: fluff, nicknames, cute banter, kissing, light sexual hint, Jily being sickeningly cute, Jily lives, no voldy au

Word Count: 868

Description: Lily and James visit her parents and when making breakfast, teasing banter ensues.

Taglist: @sylveryfire

It was past midnight when the two of them arrived at the Evans’. By this point Lily's parents had gone to bed.

“Shh!” Lily warned as they crept through the living room. “Careful, the floor has some creeky spots “

Exhausted from a long day of traveling the two of them crashed in her old room. It had been almost a year since they finished Hogwarts and had recently moved in together to a flat in London. Both of them were now visiting to celebrate her parents’ 25th wedding anniversary. Petunia and Vernon were also expected to come but hadn't shown up yet.

Stumbling out of the bathroom, teeth brushed and in pajamas, Lily walked over to the bed where James was already lying in bed. Together they barely fit on the mattress.

“Sorry, I didn't realize it was this small when it was just me.” Lily apologized, holding on for dear life so she didn't slide off.

“It's not a big deal. If anything it gives us more of an excuse to cuddle. Come here.”

Both turning on their sides, facing in the same direction they were finally in a comfortable position. James shuffled backwards so he was as close to the wall as possible to ensure Lily didn't fall off, his arms holding her close.

“Is this better?” He asked softly, his lips lightly grazing her ear.

“Much.” She responded, pushing further back into his far warmer frame. One of the parts about cuddling with James was that he was like a furnace.

He groaned lightly in her ear. “Stop teasing me Lils, we're both far too tired for that.”

She snickered, “Not my fault you can't control yourself around me.”

“Oh, hush.”

There was a pause before they both finally started to fall asleep.

“Good night, Jamie.”

“Good night, Lils”

The next morning they awoke to the sunlight streaming through the window, no curtains in sight.

“Ugh, turn it off.” Lily mumbled.

James laughed before saying, “I smell food.”

Sure enough, once they both got dressed and came downstairs they were greeted by the sight of Petunia eating breakfast.

“Is there any left for us?”James asked jokingly.

Petunia looked over at them, a sour expression on her face. “You can make your own.”

By this point he was used to the cold shoulder, aware of her views on wizards but it still took him by surprise. Shrugging it off he and Lily started searching the kitchen for some food.

“Honey bun?” Lily asked, her head concealed by the cupboard.

Not even thinking about it James responded, “Yeah?” before turning to face her.

Holding a honey bun, Lily's face flushed bright red.”I meant would you like one?”

“Oh yeah sure.”

Turning away he started to make coffee for both of them.

“Sugar?”

Walking over to him she said, “Yes?”

“I was asking if you wanted any in your coffee.”

“Sure.”

Now the both of them just stood there, flustered. Both of them blushing and avoiding eye contact.

From the dining room Petunia exclaimed, disgusted, “Ugh! I hate you two.” Before standing up and walking out of the room. The two of them proceeded to collapse into a fit of giggles.

“That was so your fault!” Lily said.

“My fault? How was I supposed to know there actually were honey buns?!”

“Oh yeah?” Lily said, an eyebrow raised and her hands on her hips. “Well how was I supposed to know you meant sugar as in coffee? You call me that all the time!”

Both of them still laughing, they leaned in for a kiss.

“Mmm, you taste like honey.” James said, licking his lip.

They continued snogging, completely unaware of their surroundings until they were interrupted by some pointed coughing.

“Morning Lily, James.”

“Morning Dad, morning Mum.”

“Glad to see that the two of you got in okay, how was the drive?”

“Not too bad, we only got lost once.”

James chuckled, “Only cause you suck at giving directions.”

Gasping, Lily shot back playfully, “Well maybe if you had been listening instead of blasting music you would have heard me!”

“Says the girl who was singing along even louder than I was.”

Lily's parents shook their heads amused by their bickering.

“They are just like us when we were kids.”

“I know, it's like looking into a mirror.”

All of them say at the table to eat breakfast before starting to prepare for the small celebratory dinner they were having at the house. A few of Lily's parents' friends were coming over later. Throughout the dinner Lily observed how in love her parents still were, thinking to herself that she wanted that for herself and James. To grow old and be able to celebrate how happy they were with their kids and friends beside them.

Looking over at James, the two of them shared a look. Not wanting to take away from her parents they were planning on telling them the news the next day, they were engaged! James had asked her only a few days ago but she had wanted to wait to tell them in person.

Taking his hand in hers, she squeezed it gently, mouthing, ‘I love you’.

‘I love you too.’

[liiilyevans]

ONE MORE! Then I have to get back to work 😂

Something with James' shirt 🙌

Hello, friend! I had to start with this one because I love writing about James' shirt.

Lily realized she had a problem pretty early on in her relationship with James. A very big problem, in fact. A compulsive stealing problem. Alright, so maybe it wasn't compulsive, more unconscious.

But the point was she stole her boyfriend's shirt.

Quite a lot actually.

She'd steal them when he left them lying around his room, throw one on when she spent the night with him and forget to give it back, confiscate a jumper once he'd thrown it off.

The problem?

Lily had a stockpile of James Potter's shirts that no longer smelled like James Potter.

What was the point of having your boyfriend's clothes if they didn't even smell like him?

So, she headed down to the common room with a basket of clothes in hand. Her boyfriend was sitting on the common room couch with Sirius and Peter. Remus was in the arm chair. All four boys glanced over at her when she dropped the basket of clothes in front of him.

"I need you to wear these," she said.

James looked confused. "Now?" Then he looked down at the basket. "Is that my Falkons t-shirt? And my blue sweater?"

"Looks like your Fleetwood Mac shirt, too," Sirius commented.

"I need you to wear them," Lily repeated.

"Why have you been hoarding my shirt?" James asked as he pulled his Gryffindor jumper out of the pile. "I thought I lost this! I was going to force McGonagall to get me a new one and everything!"

"James, you're missing the point," Lily said impatiently.

"You're avoiding the question, Evans," Sirius said. "Why do you have a bunch of James' shirts?"

"She obviously needs them in case James decides to get drunk and strip off all his clothes again," Remus said drily. "Got to be prepared for that."

"I only did that once," James protested.

"I'll be back in a couple hours," Lily said. "I expect half those back."

[sofargoneao3]

Summary: Severus watches as Lily falls for James.

Pairing: Lily/James

Rating: Mature

[uncertainwallflower]

FEAR MY WRATH For @jilymicrofics. Prompt: Gutter. Words: 101.

"James Fleamont Potter! Get your head out of the gutter." 

Lily took a swipe at his chest with her unburdened hand, but he dodged out of the way readily. Bouncing back within reach, he took hold of her via the front belt loops of her trousers and pulled her into his chest.

"Or what, Lily June Potter?" He grinned, swooping down to steal a kiss from her lips and the grocery-laden basket from her grasp.

"Or fear my wrath," she threatened, pushing him away, though her eyes sparkled with poorly-hidden mirth. 

He stumbled into the shelf of tinned tomatoes, laughing heartily.

AO3

[emeralddoeadeer]

💕💕💕 Happy Birthday, lovely!

Thanks dearest 💞 I just read A Thrill Devine, Down My Spine and I am grinning so wide 😊

[florenceafternoon]

━。゜✿ jily fic recommendations ✿ ゜。━

These fics are set in the wizarding world but aren’t necessarily canon complaints.

A while ago I posted about how one of my favourite part of reading canon jily is when they're a bit older and Lily is looking back in retrospect. The part where James shows her how he gets that this war that's looming over them, it's bigger, older, than they are and even though the world feels like it's ending his top priority is that they remember to enjoy the happy moments. To live in those moments.

Jily has always been a hot cup of tea on a cold and rainy day for me. I hope these fics give you a short break from life, even if it's just for a moment.

For reference, anything in italics is taken from the summaries.

These first few fics are all by @gigglesandfreckles-hp. Abi's characterisation of Lily and James as individuals are so special to me. How she writes jily is perfect - I mean the banter, the tension, the overall dynamic between them is just on point!

basic maths

Euphemia cuts Sirius off sharply. “I was simply verifying whether this is indeed the same Lily Evans whose name is written under my dining room table with a heart around it.”

or: Lily meets the parents and James tries not to hyperventilate. over and over and over again.

we suffer in silence

"It's fine, Evans," James interrupts, waving off her apology and offering a reassuring smile. "You've always been an exception to the rule." A hint of warmth spreads through Lily at his words. "You've never liked rules." He chuckles softly, his lips quirking up in a lopsided grin. "Which is why I never had a difficult time liking you."

or: James has had a bad day and Lily gives her best go at cheering him up

I've already made a whole post about how much I love this fic with my favourite quotes and everything, but god please if you read anything today let it be Abi's jily fics because they are legendary.

star light, star bright

It's seventh year, somehow, that clinches the case, claiming the grand prize in the annals of Lily Evans's misfortunes. Because, as it turns out, harbouring feelings for James Potter while also navigating the precarious terrain of friendship with him is a fate crueller than death.

or: James keeps accidentally touching Lily and she's about to lose her mind

amenable parameters

“Truth or dare, Lil?” “Dare,” she replies without hesitation, leaning back into the worn leather booth. “Obviously.” Hestia’s eyes gleam. “Go snog Potter.”

or: lily gets brave and james's patience is rewarded

here lies

James can't hold his drink, or his affections

the start of (something) new

“Oh, really?” Petunia crosses her arms. “What’s his name then?”

Lily pauses here, but only for a moment as her mind flashes back to the field at Jubilee Gardens. “James,” she says confidently. “James Potter.”

TW: this fic does depict a slightly descriptive panic attack.

Lily you are so valid for looking. For those of you who've seen the AU rec list I just posted, please know that this fic is the reason why I added all those footballer!james fics (well this fic and the euros).

common ground

Lily pauses, suddenly aware of James’s intense gaze. “What? Why are you…” Heat rushes to her cheeks, and she hates it. “Why are you looking at me like that?” “Nothing,” he says, shaking his head. “It’s just…it’s a good look on you, Evans.” “What is?” she asks, self-consciously. His grin widens. “Mischief.”

sidewalk chalk, covered in snow

She didn’t mean to get used to any of them.

or: Lily Evans is strictly anti-Marauders…until she isn't. one by one.

waiting for the light to take us in

James removes his glasses again. “Evans…” He searches for something to say and settles on, “You don’t even like flying.”

“I could like flying,” Lily says, shrugging. “I like you.”

He doesn’t take that bait in the way she wants, and her heart sinks just a bit more. Instead, he chews at his lip, considering and considering and considering some more. Lily wants to scream.

A reminder that even though it seems like others may have it harder, you deserve a break too.

Questions and Answers by lizardcookie (on ao3)

The simple question of whether or not they're dating doesn't exactly have a simple answer. Seventh Year Jily.

A Very Sick Dear by Nostalgicdragonfly (on ao3)

It's a very rare disease, but James gets it anyway and he has to endure the pain of having the favorite flower of the person he loves growing in his chest. He's been hiding his struggles. Lily loves roses yet James is the one getting cut by their thorns. But when a new healer arrives and things get out of hand, a lot would depend on whether or not James accepts his only treatment.

or James has hanahaki disease

Thank You For The Music by @thelighthousestale

Lily Evans is homesick during her first year of Hogwarts. Then she hears a familiar tune.

Erasmus Lovegoods’s Guide to Brewing Love Potions also by @ /thelighthousetale

At the start of every school year, the Ministry of Magic distributed leaflets to all students taking potions classes regarding the regulations and legality of highly controlled potions.

Lily Evans thought the Ministry would probably have more success in decreasing illegal potions brewing on the castle grounds if they didn’t give such detailed instructions about the potions in its published propaganda literature.

Of course, every year's most popular leaflet was the one warning about the dangers of brewing love potions.

Or how an accidental explosion in NEWT-level potions finally forced Lily and James to confront their feelings.

falling into place by @charmingwillow

Lily overhears something that maybe she shouldn't have.. things sort of happen from there.

Limbo by Random-Musings (on ff.net)

Lily's sour Hogsmeade weekend takes an unexpected turn.

The next few fics are all from it's about the Gazing collection by @firefeufuego. I recommend this collection to my friend who doesn’t read jily and the first fic alone had her texting me "I get why you love them so much and I also get why you want James Potter"

(get on out of your seat) all eyes on me

As James stops to catch his breath, he also catches Lily’s eye, already fixed on him in the blatant, unblinking way he hasn’t seen since she used to verbally eviscerate him for minutes on end. It hits with the same mortifying heat as it always did then, when he used to stand there watching her yell at him and imagine her mouth doing everything else. He’s ridiculously grateful for whoever throws the ball straight towards his face for saving him from the fate of just standing there, watching her watch him with his dry mouth open for the rest of eternity.

In a movement of pure reflex, he grabs the ball out of the air and starts back towards the end of the pitch before Orie comes out of nowhere and takes his legs out from under him. Winded and disoriented, James sighs at the universe’s rather unsubtle visual metaphor. Is it even worth getting up again when he just keeps falling and falling and falling for her?

(soft spoken in the dead of night) all eyes on you

Lily has watched him do this multiple times before and it’s just tea and it’s just James and there should be nothing special about this particular moment, except that the sight of him, the fact of him, is suddenly earth-shattering.

Something like nostalgia fills her in a flood, only it’s the future she’s longing for, a future she can see with absolute clarity. The features James inherited from his parents are so faithfully recreated on him that it’s easy to imagine him at their age, with a shock of white, still unfairly thick hair framing a face lined by a lifetime of laughter, making her a cup of tea exactly the way she likes it and smiling as she teases him.

Don't be fooled by the summery, this is pure self indulgent smut. I complain a lot about pretentious people but the Austen and Keats reference had me swooning. The myth of Eros and Psyche is probably one of my favorites so…

in the morning when i wake or the morning after

With trembling hands, James brings the smaller piece of parchment closer to his face and starts to read.

To the love of my life,

You idiot. Get back here.I’ll be in your room.

Lily.

Surface Pressure by @eastwindmlk

Lily dealing with the weight of her own expectations in 7th year

no, i could never give you peace by @kay-elle-cee

James blinks. “Are you breaking up with me, Evans?” he jokes softly, resting his hand on hers. It’s a joke, but her body tenses and it immediately puts him on edge. The silence that follows is excruciating.

“I’m not doing anything.” Her nails begin to tap on the mug again—a nervous habit that James spots immediately. “I just think we should have a conversation.”

Trust Kels to serve Order!jily angst and pair it with one of my favourite songs of all time

bury it and rise above by @startanewdream

"James? Do you believe in magic?"

Or Lily is a Witch. James is a Muggle. It's not easier.

When It's You by idreamofjily (on ao3)

James is naturally affectionate and Lily really isn't. But maybe she can make an exception, if the way her stomach drops every time James touches her is any indication.

desiderium by @missgryffin

Sometimes all it takes is champagne and a slow dance, and then there's no going back.

The Vow also by @ /missgryffin

When he was thirteen-going-on-fourteen, James Potter did something truly, unbelievably stupid. Now that he’s seventeen-going-on-eighteen, he has to deal with the consequences.

Accidental Magic also by @ /missgryffin

What else is there to do after confessing feelings in the middle of the night than spend a lazy Saturday in bed?

Are You Experienced? by @annabtg

James Potter decides to ask Lily Evans to a Muggle live music show. This noble mission, however, requires a series of steps he is entirely clueless about: from procuring the tickets to finding the correct outfit, and most importantly, to spending an evening with Lily Evans without making an absolute fool of himself.

Also including the gorgeous cover art by @constancezin

by the lake by @possessingtheproperspirit

james finds lily by the lake.

not in need of a knight by @thejilyship

“If they start something, I’m going to finish it.” James said, crossing his arms over his chest. “And if it ends with you in the hospital wing?” “What do you care?” “Do you really think I’d bother to argue with you so much if I didn’t care?” Lily said, breathing sharply through her teeth.

[petals2fish]

The Golden Globes Incident

James Potter cannot get a decent interview in with Lily Evans. It's mostly because any time they get together it's all banter and wit, which leaves the couple no time for seriousness. one shot. Victoria on Tumblr asked me to re-create the Andrew Garfield interview at the golden globes but with jily, and this is the result. READ ON A03 (and yes I do plan on writing the chicken shop date @joyseuphoria for this to add onto)

“I heard Lily Evans is going to be here.” Peter, James’ cameraman, said sneakily as he set up his tripod, “you going to act like an idiot again?”

“James always acts like an idiot when Lily Evans is around.” Marlene, James’ producer, said with a tinge of annoyance, “and the reason I am here and not in the studio.”

James shot his producer a sheepish grin, “you act as if you have better things to do with your time.”

Marlene waved the cards in her hands at James, “I brought cue cards, in the hopes I can keep you on topic around the woman, although after the last interview I highly doubt it.”

“I can be professional.” James argued as he straightened his bow tie, “she’s the one who got me off topic last time.”

“You guys spent twenty minutes comparing cows to cats,” Marlene deadpanned, “forgive me for lacking faith in you.”

“We don’t even know if she’s truly going to be available for interview.” James reminded them, “or if she’s even here.”

The screams from the fans across the road announced her presence first. People begging for her to look their way, to come over, and to acknowledge their existence. James would honestly do the same for her attention, had done so, back when he was nothing but a footballer and she was a child star trying to live a normal life. Going to American high school and being two of the three brits on site had placed them both in similar crowds, but nothing had ever come of them but friendship.

But this wasn’t high school, and now they were basically strangers, acquaintances at best. James had done his football thing, retired early due to a poor shoulder, and became an entertainment host for ABC. Lily had propelled from her childhood sitcom on Disney into an impressive acting career that had landed her at the Golden Globes that night. They saw each other around, mostly at these events, but every time he was reminded just how much he missed seeing her every day in high school.

Then she appeared and James felt as if his breath left his lungs at the sight of her.

There she was, walking over to him with the biggest grin plastered on her face. Lily Evans’ cheeks were shining with glitter painted on like freckles, and her green eyes were shadowed with golden dust. She wore a stunning dress that made her pale skin look tanner than usual, or she’d just gotten back from an ocean-based vacation.

God, she was just beautiful.

She wasn’t going to come over to him though, no, the last time they’d seen each other had probably scared her off for good. He turned towards the cameraman, pretending to be interested in a nonexistent conversation. He tried to look nonchalant. He didn’t dare look at her until after he was sure she’d passed by. He couldn’t take rejection, not from her.

“James.”

Lily was standing directly beside him and hadn’t passed him by. James turned halfway and looked at her. She stood eye to eye with him since she wore heels. She was even more goddess like up close and personal. James looked back at his coworkers for confirmation that he could start an interview with her. Even though he never managed to talk to her normally, in any situation.

Peter nodded at him, and Marlene made a motion with her hand that meant the camera was rolling and they wanted him to interview her. Right, James had to do his job.

Lily, however, gave an awkward wave to the camera and turned her back to the camera. James touched her shoulder with the microphone, and she cackled, turning back to face him, and allowing the camera to angle down her body for dress shots.

“Looking lovely.” His voice cracked like a twelve-year-old boy, bloody hell.

“Oh, you are interested in talking to me?” She pestered him.

“Of course.”

“I just saw this…” Lily gave an imitation awkward smile and turned away from James, pretending to be him five seconds ago when he’d seen her coming and hadn’t known whether to run away or die on the spot.

“No, I didn’t do that!” He sniggered off his awkwardness, she always gets him laughing when she’s around.

“You did!” Lily pressed a fresh manicured hand to her red tainted mouth, “you’re like a capybara in the wild”

“No!” He felt like he wanted the red carpet to swallow him up now that he knew she’d seen how awkward he had been at the sight of her. “I was smiling!”

“Good.” Lily brushed a strand of her auburn hair back, “I thought you were going to pretend you didn’t know me.”

“I was smiling! I was like…” his smile was strained because he was aware of everyone within fifteen feet watching them. “Happy to see you!”

“It was not! It was this…” Lily did a perfect imitation of James’ side eye. He had to laugh at that, because she looked preposterous, which meant he’d been even more stupid looking.

“No, I was happy!” He cried, touching her shoulder, and forcing her to bring her eyes from her feet to his face.

There was a playful fire in her eyes that made his stomach twist into knots as they stared each other down. It was if she were daring him to give in and make a move, declaring her mutual attraction. James tilted the corners of his mouth into a quizzical expression as she stuffed her hands into the folds of her gown.

“Can we start over?” Lily and James both looked over to the camera man and his producer, who currently had her arms crossed and had interrupted their little reunion. “This isn’t usable material.”

“Right,” James cleared his throat and then pointed the microphone at the actress. “Professional.”

Lily bent down so her mouth pressed into his microphone with a sly little, “hi.”

He couldn’t resist matching her smile with one of his own smoldering grins as he brought the microphone back to his lips to respond to her just a coyly. “Hi.”

The sparks flying between them were undeniable. She looked beyond happy to be standing in his shadow. There were no words in the English language that could describe how he was looking at her, at least none he could remember.

He started to ask a question, but Lily bent back, face ecstatic and she winked at him as she said, “Fancy seeing you here.”

Her red hair was also dusted with gold, making her look as if she were hand painted by an artist. James would love for one afternoon to sit and paint the way her smile lifted her cheeks. He’d love to sketch every feature to perfection. He’d taste her skin with his—nope wrong time to think about that.

The last time they had run into each other had also been an awards show. He’d complimented her cat, asked her if she liked pizza, and made some off-the-wall comment about her leg hair. This time, for the golden globes, he ought to be more refined. There was something about Lily Evans that brought out his worst and best parts. The last time they’d met, he hadn’t gotten even a reel of good footage to use. It had all been banter and wit.

That’s what led James to start with a polite, mildly flirtatious, “we must stop meeting like this.”

Lily snorted, brushing off his claim with a wave of her hand, “I only ever want to see you.”

His voice dropped an octave. “What?”

He cannot comprehend what Lily just said out loud, thankfully he could rewind the tape a million times when he got back to the studio. Meanwhile, Lily was still talking like a mile a minute.

“At an, on like a—“ And then Lily saw James’ shocked expression and she quickly covered his hand on the mic. James felt like he might feint as he was now holding her bloody hand. “No, that’s not the end of—“

“What?” James asked again, tugging her up and closer to him.

Lily paused, as if mesmerized by him, before shaking herself from her stupor and adding quickly, “—the sentence! That’s not the end of my sentence!”

James licked his lips, “Care to clarify?”

“I only ever want to see you in this kind of sort of situations.” She seemed to wince, but James didn’t know if his eyes were able to do anything beyond gape at her, let alone deduce her actions fairly. “I mean, I like to see you in these situations.”

“What about other situations?” He asked boldly, or stupidly,

“Not--” Lily’s face was tomato red as she glanced at her publicist who nodded thoroughly at her for whatever answer she was about to give. James arched a brow. So, Lily was being babysat that night. He wondered if it was due to him, and the last viral interview they’d had. Lily turned her eyes back on James and said without an ounce of truth, “not interested.”

James clicked his tongue with feigned disappointment. “I was gonna invite you to my birthday party!”

Lily’s publicist hit herself with her notepad when Lily grabbed James’ elbow and inhaled, “wait, when’s your birthday party?”

“March.” James said, “all our friends will be there.”

“We have mutual friends?” Lily giggled, fucking giggled, in his direction.

She was flirting.

She was flirting so much that everyone watching was picturing what he might say next.

“Oh loads.” James lied. “We miss each other on all the big outings.”

“Well then I should invite you to my birthday.” Lily said, “how rude of me!”

“What astrological sign are you?” James asked, seeing Marlene throw her que cards on the ground in frustration as he once again pulled the interview into a mad direction.

“I’m an Aquarius,” she said, “and yours is Aries.”

“How’d you…” he cut himself off and glanced over his shoulder at the camera crew literally gaping at them, speechless. He would hate himself forever if he didn’t be wholly honest with her now. Screw Marlene and her cue cards. “Did you know that if you have a sun, that’s the same as the sun sign of someone else…”

Lily grew worried by how serious he had become, “is it not good?”

“Nah,” he leaned into her space again, feeling quite courageous. “it’s good.”

They were compatible without all the astrological signals. Hell, he had been attracted to Lily from the first second he saw her walking the hallways of their old school. Everyone had known he’d had a crush on her, everyone but Lily. He had been determined to take her out, but it had always been the right girl at the wrong time. He hoped the timing was finally right.

“Oh, so it’s good that we share a sun or a moon?” She rocked in her heels, “well that’s interesting.”

“Why?” He stepped into her with a cool smirk, his knees brushing the edges of her puffy gown. “Is that an issue?”

“Well because, I don’t…I don’t think we should explore this.” She said faintly, but her eyes weren’t leaving his, almost like she was begging him to just kiss her already.

“Okay, well, I’m not even asking to explore it.” He resisted the urge to tuck her red hair behind her ear as it tickled her sparkling cheek.

“I know, but I’m just like really kind of…” Lily’s voice trailed off as looked at James like she wanted to push him against the nearest wall and find out just how compatible they could be.

He wouldn’t argue, and told her as much with a clever arch of his brow and a seducing brush of his teeth on his lower lip.

“Okay,” Marlene, his producer, retorted boisterously from beside the camera, “we need to do an actual interview you two!”

Lily pretended to not look flustered as she stepped back from James a bit. “Whoops, sorry, he’s just so into me.”

“I’m sorry,” James tried not to flush red and he casually brushed Lily’s wrist with two fingers. “You’re the one who’s obsessed with me.”

“That’s what I’m saying!” She said, motioning at all of him like he hadn’t been joking with her. “I’m scared of what it could turn into.”

Holy shit.

Was she being serious?

Was she being serious and not joking right now?

James’ heart was beating a mile a minute.

“Ugh, okay.” James scratched his head, unsure of what to say because Lily Evans was having a crisis on camera in front of him, about him.

“And I’m not ready for that kinda thing.” She seemed to be talking more to herself than to anyone else. “it’s not you, I just am not ready to really dig into that, right?”

“It would be too much,” he deduced, offering her an out that he didn’t really want to give.

“I’m not ready for it.” Lily confirmed, but she confirmed it a little too hastily as she glanced at her publicist who gave her a thumbs up.

Something was keeping her from bluntly asking him out, and that something was her publicist. James wondered if they had some other plan for her romantic life, a marketing relationship to get her more screen time. James doubted Lily wanted that because she acted like she wanted him instead.

“Oh okay,” James placed his hand on his chest, “well, I am ready whenever you are.”

“Wait.” Lily froze in place, her eyes widening with astonishment at his admittance. “Fuck.”

James realized he had thrown her off and quickly tried to backtrack. “You’re nominated tonight, congratulations.”

“Thank you very much.” Lily still looked like she was sweating, she kept glancing at her publicist who seemed at a loss for words or advice for her client.

James couldn’t remember the questions he had prepared. He felt like a dunce standing in front of her. He willed his brain to come up with something. “You have, I feel like you have an affinity to playing religious characters.”

“Are you serious?” Lily’s face cooled down as she cracked another tickled smile. “That’s what you want to talk about? Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going to ask a serious question?” she argued, “this sounds like you pulled it out of your arse because you forgot what you were really going to ask me.”

James shrugged, “I mean if you don’t want me to interview you—”

Lily took a deep breath in through her nose and then let it out. “You aren’t going to ask any serious questions?”

“Fresh out, sadly.” He admitted, winking at her.

“I knew you would do this!” She hit him with her little Prada bag.

“Ouch,” James gripped his arm dramatically making Lily roll her eyes.

“It’s a good thing you didn’t try acting after football.” She baited him, loving the banter just as much as he did.

James glared down at her, “I’ll have you know, I’m an excellent actor.”

“Hey! Focus!” The producer called to them both. “Please for the love of God, focus!”

“Sorry Marley,” James shot his producer a grin, “old friends—you know the deal.”

“No I don’t know,” Marlene snarled, “but I do know this isn’t an interview!”

Lily grinned sheepishly at James when he looked back at her for confirmation that they were both being yelled at, “No. Go on then. Let’s see what we can do. Let’s see if we can do it.”

Was she talking about them?

Or the bloody question he still hasn’t made up?

“You seem to have an affinity…” he bit his lip, and she let lose a bubble of laughter, “to playing…”

Just then a man, an actor, in a black tux ruined any semblance of an attempt at a normal conversation. He pushed between James and Lily, and the camera, cutting them both off from the camera pointed in their direction. His bodyguard followed him, also blocking the camera.

James’ face fell. “Oh sorry.” He shouted after them sarcastically, “just in the middle of an interview here!”

Lily noticed James’ frustration and started yelling after their retreating backs too. “Yeah, go ahead. Cut in front you fucking bastards!” Then Lily looked at James warily. “Wait, are we live?”

“Kind of?” James said, having to kneel over because he was laughing so hard at her ‘fucking bastards’ comment. “Holy shit you’re hilarious Evans.”

Lily stared laughing too, and they leaned into each other as they cracked up over the situation they had found themselves in.

“Please ask your fucking question.” Lily said while still laughing, wiping her eye, removing some of the glitter from under her eye. “Before we’re rudely interrupted again.”

“You have an affinity for playing religious characters.” James continued, slowing down his breath as his laughter died. “I feel like you’re always playing a religious woman in some way.”

Lily put a hand on her hip and tilted it right. “That’s not a question,”

“Oh yeah, sorry.” He adjusted his glasses on his nose and then very cheekily added, “Why?”

Lily burst into laughter again and walked back a few steps, holding her face as her shoulders shook. The producer, the camera man, and Lily’s handler were all shouting at them now. James knew they were on borrowed time, and about to be separated for their nutty antics on the carpet.

“Wait, we can do this,” James motioned for Lily to come back over, “tell me your favorite food.”

Lily broke down with laughter again, doubling over in front of the camera this time. Her dress shook, looking like a waterfall as it vibrated against her skin. James brushed his fingers through his hair, chuckling, as she placed her lips near the mic, he was still holding it out between them.

“I’ll tell you my least favorite food.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes,” She started listed several foods.

James glanced over her shoulder when Sirius Black did bunny ears behind Lily without her noticing. Unfortunately, James didn’t look back at her quickly enough because she caught his interest moved elsewhere.

“You just looked over my shoulder. Is it someone more important?” Lily glanced back and spotted Sirius bounding away like a troublesome toddler. “Ah, yes, my costar.”

“Yeah, Sirius Black.” James joked, “can we like wrap this up because I need to speak to him about your terrible interview skills.”

Lily pretended to talk into a mic attached to her ear, “SB is coming in. I better bounce.”

James said speedily, “can I get your autograph before you go?”

“Wait this feels like a trap.” Lily said as he took a pen and paper from his pocket, balancing the mic on the crook of his elbow. ”Is this a trap?”

“No.” James said, “not a trap, just sign it.”

“I’m not going to read what it says.” She dipped the ink against the page and started writing with great big curly letters.

“It says…”

“I’m not reading it.” She repeated, handing the paper and pen back to James, “I won’t.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, “but full disclosure, it’s a best friend’s certificate.”

“Well then call me later bestie,” she winked as she was walked away, or rather, was pushed away by her exasperated publicist. “Bye James.”

James glanced down at the paper.

She had signed it with two hearts.

And her cell phone number.

[juniperpyre]

modern jily in chicago mood board (fic: somewhere on lsd)

modern Muggle jily in Chicago! multi-chapter, Lily POV, rated M for smut & drugs. Lily is a waitress, James is a PhD candidate who comes in for lunch one day. banter, emotionally unavailable but incredibly compassionate Lily, arrogant but very sweet James.

Lily Evans knows her roles in life. She is a responsible daughter for her sick single father and the best waitress at an overpriced restaurant. She isn't looking for a solution because she doesn't see a problem; Lily only needs a way to let off steam. James Potter knows his roles in life. He is the fixer of his friends & family and an unapologetic golden boy at HogwartsU. He's looking to be the solution, whatever that looks like.

[yallthemwitches]

Nothing But Treats

For @jilytoberfest day 28 holiday fic (because justice for Jily Halloween)

AO3 Link

“Yes Potter. It’s just syrup charmed red. Look—” She lifts up her hand and gives it a brief lick, shooting him a look when her tongue presses to her skin. For the sake of self preservation, James forbids himself to ruminate on the action.  “This proves nothing,” Sirius says, “If anything this furthers my ‘Lily Evans is a vampire’ theory.” He flashes a look at James, eyes turning dark and mischievous.  “But if you really want us to believe you, let James have a taste.”

“Evans?”

“Hi to you too Potter–”

She lurches back as James barrels towards her with Sirius at his heels. Both boy’s faces twisted in concern.

“Holy Merlin fuck? Someone needs to get you to the hospital wing—”

Lily lets out a loud belly laugh which jostles her drink. The boys stare, completely speechless by her reaction, mouths open and gaping. 

Marlene comes up behind Lily. Her blonde hair frizzed to high heaven and sporting a matronly white sleeping gown. In her arms are a pillow, a muggle bible, and a large kitchen knife. 

“It’s a costume you swots. Christ, it’s like you purebloods have never gone to a Halloween party before.”

Sirius looks to James for answers, but he can’t pull his eyes from Lily, pupils darting around to look for the source of all of the blood that covers her from head to toe. 

“Last time I checked McKinnon,” Sirius starts in, all worry transformed into a haughty smirk, “Halloween parties are where you eat a lot and get shit faced on spiked pumpkin juice—not look like someone tried to murder you.”

“How boring for you,” Lily smirks behind her glass of green liquid, “Halloween really is the one holiday that muggles have us beat.”

“So it’s fake then…the blood.” James stutters out. No one has taken note that James is still staring but now that his worry has subsided, he is able to remark on how stunning she is: wearing a low cut silk dress and her hair making a halo around her face. He would say it was the most beautiful she had ever looked—if he discounted all the blood. 

“Yes Potter. It’s just syrup charmed red. Look—” She lifts up her hand and gives it a brief lick, shooting him a look when her tongue presses to her skin. For the sake of self preservation, James forbids himself to ruminate on the action. 

“This proves nothing,” Sirius says, “If anything this furthers my ‘Lily Evans is a vampire’ theory.” He flashes a look at James, eyes turning dark and mischievous. 

“But if you really want us to believe you, let James have a taste.”

Both Lily and James make matching squeaking noises as Marlene takes her pillow and starts smacking Sirius with it against the chest. 

“Don’t you have something better to do then be disgusting to my mate–I dunno, like snog your reflection or something.”

Sirius just laughs, grabbing hold of the pillow and snatching it out of her hands. 

“Would love to McKinnon. Care to have a piece of my hair—I could whip up a polyjuice potion for you real quick.”

The two start a continuous banter that fades out into the larger buzz of the party, leaving Lily and James more or less to themselves. Lily can feel James’ stare continue to bore into her and she sips at her drink, hoping that the action will make her feel less uncomfortable.

“Er, sorry about him,” James attempts, hand pushing through his hair with anxiety, I believe it’s not real, I don’t need to lick you–I mean.. ah Fuck—!” 

Lily bursts out in a laugh, keeling over to brace herself on her knees. Some of the blood in her hair drips onto the floor. 

“Smooth Potter. What every girl wants to hear.” She rights herself up, still shaking.

“Merlin Fuck–I’ll just go jump off the astronomy tower. It’s fine, I deserve it honestly.” His cheeks are burning red, looking everywhere but directly at her. 

“Chill out, I’m just taking the piss out of you. Do you want a drink? You look like you might need one.”

She pulls her wand out from a hidden pocket and summons two drinks from the drink cart. The liquid is dark green and tastes like gin and apples. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t know much about muggle holidays–” James begins, taking a big swig from his cup. “Can’t really say I know what you are supposed to be either.”

Lily smiles, a genuine one, not like the sarcastic versions she usually sports around him.

“Marls and I are characters from the film Carrie. It’s brilliant— it’s about a girl who gets bullied for being a witch at a muggle school... though now that I’m saying it, it's actually quite sad—”

“Carrie,” James repeats, trying to commit it to memory. “I’ll check it out.”

Lily snorts. “Check it out? How? Last time I checked things like film and television weren’t your bag.”

James looks taken aback, hand resting on his chest. 

“How very presumptuous of you Miss Evans. I’ll have you know that I am very ‘in the know’ about the ways of muggle entertainment.”

“Ok-–name one film.”

“Er—,” he stutters, eyes going blank, “Isn’t there one about a wizard? Someone is green? No one has a heart?”

“A real cinephile I see.” He ruffles his hair with a sheepish grin and she smiles at him from behind her glass, finding his ignorance more charming than usual. 

“Alright so you got me–but I’d love to learn! Mum deals with a lot of film industry folks in her line of work—would love to not be a complete idiot about it.”

“Why don’t we watch one sometime?” His eyes whip over to hers, completely awe-struck. 

“Are you really asking?”

“Are you really interested?”

She sets down her empty glass, and fiddles with the sides of her dress. Gobs of red syrup drench over her fingertips. 

“If you don’t want to then—”

“I-I want to!” He interrupts, lunging forwards slightly. “I mean, that would be really brilliant. You tell me the day and I’ll be there.”

She smiles at him again. It could be all the blood smeared on her cheeks, but he thinks she’s blushing. She really does look beautiful, though he can’t imagine a time where she wouldn’t be. Give him a bloody, sticky Lily Evans anyday and he would still find her just as incredible.

“Oh and Evans—” he clears his throat, feeling the weight of her stare.

“Not to be that guy—but has anyone told you that red is your color?”

[saintsenara]

In the last post you implied that jily fell for each other the moment they met, why do you think this? I never really got that vibe (it seems like they both like each from atleast as early as their 5th year) but I could be missing something here.

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

for the simple reason that both lily and james choosing to be so bothered by each other the second they properly meet is a very good sign that each considered the other to mean something significant to them from the off.

after all, if lily considered james to be completely uninteresting and unworthy of her time... then she wouldn't have involved herself in the dick-measuring contest he, snape, and sirius get into on the hogwarts express. and james wouldn't have felt compelled to be rude about her - in a way, let's be clear, which he intends her to hear and to know is directed at her - while she's storming out of the compartment with her nose in the air if he didn't think she was worthy of his attention either.

this doesn't mean that what each of them felt for each other was immediately romantic [after all, they're eleven...], but that sort of prickly, "no, obviously i don't care about james potter! i hate james potter! he annoys me just by breathing!" dislike of someone can [in many cases] be a precursor to love...

[because - of course - the opposite of love isn't hatred... it's indifference.]

and it also doesn't negate the fact that both snape and sirius are directly involved in starting - and maintaining, and escalating - the beef. snape's immediate dislike of james and sirius [and their immediate dislike of him] has that same sense of only being so bothered by someone because they matter to you. the text points this out explicitly - that snape is immediately jealous of james having the "indefinable air of having been well-cared-for, even adored, that snape so conspicuously lacked".

and that james is immediately jealous of snape having lily.

one of snape's great tragedies is that he doesn't quite possess the ability to understand the subtext of lily's relationship with james prior to the breakdown of their friendship - and that this is why james and lily bantering [pretty flirtatiously, to be frank] while james is bullying him blindsides him, making him so angry that he lashes out in the only way he believes could soothe his pain and calls her a mudblood.

it's clear from the princes tale, for instance - especially the bit where they're arguing about mulciber versus the marauders - that snape is trying to needle lily into stating conclusively that james doesn't matter to her [and that he's immensely reassured when she seems to do so], but that he doesn't realise that lily calling james an "arrogant toerag" doesn't actually indicate the indifference he's looking for...

that conversation seems to take place in their fifth year - and snape being worried that james' interest in lily is sexual might very well have only started then - but it has as an undercurrent the heavy implication that snape and lily have had similar discussions before. it seems pretty unlikely, for example, that lily would ask snape "why are you so obsessed with them?" if he'd only just started bringing james and his cronies up with her - and it seems equally unlikely that snape would have felt the need to complain to lily about the marauders prior to this conversation if he hadn't been worried for a significant amount of time that lily was not quite as unconcerned by james as she claimed...

[this - for what it's worth - is why i think the anti-jily "james forced her into being with him!" argument doesn't hold up. james' technique is pretty heavy-handed - absolutely - but he behaves the way he does because he's noticed that lily not only reacts to it, but that she reacts to it in ways which aren't boredom, sadness, or fear. and she does this - of course - because james sincerely interests her.]

and - while this comes with the risk of undermining what i said yesterday - it's striking that this is exactly what happens with ron and hermione. while their friendship establishes itself very differently to james and lily's - and while the course it takes towards romance is also very different - that same "no of course i don't care!" interest in each other is present from the get-go.

i don't think this is because jily and romione are intended by the doylist text to be parallels so much as i think that it's a way of conducting interpersonal relationships that jkr is clearly fond of in her own life [which is due both to her own personal idiosyncrasies and the cultural context in which she lives - insulting people you care about is the british love-language, describing a man as an "arrogant toerag" is practically writing him romantic poetry].

but i do think the fact that it turns up in how both couples are written - particularly since the doylist text thinks that james and lily were a perfect couple, even if its readers disagree - is intended to show that, in both cases, the fact that it was irritation-at-first-sight meant it later turning into true love was inevitable...

[iamintoomanyfandomsistg]

My Marauders Headcanons <3

James Potter

Pansexual

Indian<3

Mom friend, super overprotective of remus (especially after the full moon, like he would fuss all over him <3), Daring, a leader and COMPETITIVE

Top ships (in order): Jegulus (agshshrfthh<<<3333)and Jily(<33)

Top platonic relationships: PLATONIC STARCHASER MY ROMAN EMPIRE <33, James and Marlene (The Gryffindor quitch team’s worst nightmare frfr), James and Lily ((platonically)OMG THEIR BANTER THO<3), James and Remus<33, James and Peter (childhood friends and James tried his best to be nice to Peter, especially when Sirius was being a dick), James and dorca (<3 expalined later)

Sirius Black

Dark brown eyes

GAY But had lots of gfs cus he was in denial for years lmao

Kinda a jerk, but yk that happens when you grew up where he did.

Top ship: Wolfstar<3.

Top platonic friendships: STARCHASER, Sirius and Mary (exes who have now met their true loves<3), Sirius and lily (Smoking on rooftops, rivals but they care<3), mary and sirius

Regulus Black

GAY (Much more accepting than his brother lmao)

Grey eyes, curlier hair than sirius

Cold but has a VERY SENSITIVE heart <3

Top ships(in order) : Jegulus, Barty/evan/regulus

Top platonic friendships: Pandora and regulus <33 (mlm & wlw solidarity, they're so sweet), moonwater (Remus and him are so special too me), Rosewater (best friends 😭 Crimson rivers ifykyk)

Lily Evans

Bi-bi-BI

freckles <33

Pookie is like deffo a BADASS BITCH! Like i love her charcaterisation in ‘The last enemy’, ‘Crimson rivers’ and ATYD the best. Feisty but chaotic asf lol.

Top ships (Not in order): Jily, Lily/mary, lily/marlene (from 'The Last Enemy' mostly)

Top platonic friendships: Lily and remus (OMG JUST THEM), James and lily, Mary and lily (in ‘The Last Enemy’), lily and marlene (‘The Last enemy’)

Evan Rosier

Gay asf

Doesn't get attached after sex

Older brother to Pandora's <3

“TEENAGE DIRTBAG”

Regulus's One Comfort Before Jame's  

Top ships: rose killer (perfect toxic couple lmao), rosewater.

Top platonic friendships: ROSEWATER, Dorcas and Evan (IDGAF chill + Teenage dirtbag chill), Evan and James (like idk they would just get along so well, like banter and fake flirting and shit), Evan and Pandora

Mary McDonald

Bisexual

Had a lot of relationships like Sirius but she never toyed with their hearts cus she felt actual attraction for the opposite gender.

She had an on and off relationship with Sirius, and rlly she was just doing this to help get Sirius out of his denial phase and into remus’ bed.

Rlly put together.

Dark skinned, ‘thick’, shirt curls and Blue eyes 😩😫. Like no wonder they all falling for her 😫😫

Top ships: Mary/lily (Chill and put together badass X feisty but chaotic badass)

Top Platonic relationships: Mary and Lily (THEY WORK AS BESTIES TOO 😭😭), Mary and Sirius (let's be rl she was the one who.slapped him and told him to go ask Remus out)

Barty Crouch jr

Bisexual ICON

Has tongue piercing 

He definitely wears skull earrings. Just a piss of his father. Cuz it reminds his father of the dark mark

kinda physco tbfr

Top ships: rosekiller, Barty/regulus/Evan

Top platonic friendships: Barty and Evan (I feel like Evan was Barty's closest friend), Barty and regulus, (Fuck buddies be frfr)

Remus Lupin

GAY. That boy is the definition of ‘the gay best friend’

Smoker<3

Bro is done with life be fr rn

Top ships: WOLFSTAR<33

Top platonic friendships: lily and Remus(THEM😫), James and Remus (like i hc they would get along so well and have this special relationship but no one ever mentions them???), Remus and Peter (He was the only one who included Peter for the first few years + James ig, but sometimes he got too caught up with Sirius) 

As you can see with this one most of my HC are based of ATYD remus.

Marlene Mckinnon

Lesbian

Blue eyes, blondy choppy hair, pink highlights 

Similar aesthetic to Sirius

Surprisingly doesn't smoke<3

Rough and touch girlboss <3

Top ships: Marlene X Dorcas (alot to handle X loves handling it. CAN YOU TELL I'VE JUST READ CRIMSON RIVERS 😭🙏), Marlene X lily (only in ‘The Last enemy’

Top platonic relationships: James and marlene (NO BCS THEY ARE SO BROTHER/SISTER CODED), Sirius and marlene (They have a bunch of pictures of them both in matching leather jackets and earrings, arms around eachother, tongue out, winking and holding out the rock hand 🤘🤟), Marlene and Peter (only one she was always sweet with 😭🥹, this is rooted from lily mentioning that Peter was probably sad bcs of Marlene's death in that letter, he prolly felt even more guilty the bish 😔), and ofc lily and marlene (‘The last Enemy’ especially)

Peter Pettigrew 

Token straight friend LOL

I'm not sure he was like rlly all that much of an ally like sure all of his friends were gay asf, but it's not like he had any other friends??

He was such a cutie patootie 😭🙏

You can't convince me he wasn't such a sweetheart before he betrayed them. Like oh Peter WHY 😭

Top ships: I don't rlly ship him with anyone, but I think he had a few casual gfs throughout his years (CUS HES A CUTIEEE)

Top platonic relationships: Peter and james (peter’s cloest friend, they were childhood friends, and Peter tended to not appreciate remus’s attempts to include him, rather he was over appreciative to every small thing James did), Peter and Remus (the two secondary marauders 😭🙏), Peter and marlene (sweetheart and badass ❤️🙏)

Pandora Rosier

Lesbian

Looks SO sweet, acts SO sweet, but at the same time is a such a badass <3

She swear alot, cant convince me otherwise <3 (gets it from her (HEADCANON) brother, Evan)

Luna is practically a clone of Pandora's (physically and partly personality wise) like xeno’s genes did NOT put up a fight???

I Also hc that xenophilius is gay or aromantic and so they married eachother bcs they were rlly in love but platonically. Plus they always wanted children and couldn’t imagine it with anyone else<3.

Top ships: Pandora/Mary/lily (one of the only polys I ship), Pandora X rodolphus (crimson rivers)

Top platonic relationships: Pandora and xenophillius (expalined above),Pandora and regulus (AHHHAVHSD MY LOVEE <333), Pandora and Dorcas (Dorcas would be so overprotective of her🙏), Pandora and Barty, Pandora and James (James would be another brother figure for her <3).

In short everyone one is super overprotective of Pandora even though she is a GIRLBOSS

Dorcas Meadowes

Lesbian (Though no one ever guesses it lmao)

Long dreadlocks, hazel eyes, siren eyes, long eyelashes; HOT ASF 😩😩

IDGAF energy and #BADASSMF, like Voldemort, HIMSELF, killed dorcas and she put up A FIGHT you can't tell me otherwise ✨

Top ships: Marlene/Dorcas (<<3333 ESP IN CRIMSON RIVERS)

Top platonic relationships: Dorcas and Evan (explained before), Dorcas and Regulus (The reliable older sister), Dorcas and James (Them in Crimson rivers>>>>>)

Dorac and james:  She at first hated James because, for one, he was a jerk in the earlier years,two, he had a prejudice against Slytherin, and three, because Regulus had a huge crush on him and she was overprotective of regulus. But then she discovered how loving and caring James is, and she decided he was perfect for Reggie. She became the one James went on a drink with when he just wanted to relax and not talk.

I didnt write siblings in teh platonic relationships things, cus it just like more than that yk?

Sirius and regulus - So, SO complicated, so much unrseloved problems 😭

They still love eachother DEARLY <3

Srius kept on trying to get regulus to hang with hima nd teh marauders, he tried to stay as close with regulus as he once was. But sirius just coudln’t look at regulus once he got the dark mark 😭. ("What happened to my innocent baby brother who wouldn’t hurt a fly?" )

Evan and Pandora

Evan is so overprotective of her <333

She’s like the only one evan deosnt constantly pick at and be rude with (even with regulus and barty he’s cynical and blunt)

Pandora loves him SO SO much, but wouldn’t talk to him once he got the dark mark. 😭

Siblings are so complicated 😭esp when one of them is on the good side and one is on the dark 😭

Attached are Picrew depictions of what Iheadcanon them to look like <3

[imsiriuslyreading]

(some of) my top favourite wolfstar fics

Alright listen. This list is subject to change (by change i mean grow). I've already forgotten to add about 7 that I can think of, but in the meantime. here are some of my absolute favourite wolfstar fanfics ever in life. ENJOY, if you ever wanna chat about them hit me up because I live for this sh*t.

Okay i'm gonna do a part 2 aslkdjalskdjalskdjalkdjs there's too many

All The Young Dudes, mskingbean89 https://archiveofourown.org/works/10057010/chapters/22409387M: THE FIC OF ALL FICS. This is possibly the best thing I've ever read. Grant Chapman is the love of my life I shant hear a word against him.

Blends, rvltn909 https://archiveofourown.org/works/7869079?view_full_work=true M: The banter in this is next level. the dialogue. SIRIUS BLOODY BLACK. This is why my relationship ended i swear to god, if it's not this i don't wannit

Sweater Weather, lumosinlove https://archiveofourown.org/works/20750912?view_full_work=true E: The ultimate comfort reread. I adore the side characters in this, James potter is SENSATIONAL. I love love love it. OH THERES SO MUCH FRENCH

Dear Your Holiness, mollymarymarie https://archiveofourown.org/works/35105491?view_full_work=true E: FATHER BLOODY LUPIN I AM ON MY KN..nvm. Anyway. The texting? the tension? oh holy god forgive me for the sins i have sinned

The Cadence of Part Time Poets, Motswolo https://archiveofourown.org/works/30652973/chapters/7562717M: I cannot tell you how much i love this. the writing is sensational, the characterisations, the OC's. I am so BESOTTED WITH THIS STORY. its such ATYD vibes but muggle. I haven't even finished and its gone straight to my top 3 ever in life

Honey if I'm not, BrigidFaye https://archiveofourown.org/works/35165827/chapters/87616873M: Part 1 - REMUS POV It's so beautiful. its the healing we all deserve, the healing THEY DESERVE. in my head? canon. I am forever besotted.

If You're Gonna, BrigidFaye https://archiveofourown.org/works/40008948/chapters/100193058 M: Part 2 - SIRIUS POV. This one might even be better than part 1. sirius pov is stunning. plus a lil spicy spice. Its just such a gorgeous read.

Currents, lunchbucket https://archiveofourown.org/works/19109890?view_full_work=true E: Olympic swimmers? golden boy remus? THE DOG? HOZIERRRR? Yes

Liebestrum, lunchbucket https://archiveofourown.org/works/19891189?view_full_work=true E: The most beautifully written love story. It's stunning from start to finish. I want to climb sirius black.

The Road Not Taken, mollymarymarie https://archiveofourown.org/works/32734837?view_full_work=true#main E: Such a good comfort read; 2nd chances, private concerts and lusty chocolates.

Ever Thus, WrappedUp https://archiveofourown.org/works/22331551?view_full_work=true E: I adore this. Their connection is beautiful. So blooooody well written. The love and care within this are just next level.

Just What the doctor ordered, WrappedUp https://archiveofourown.org/works/26677921?view_full_work=true E: This is soooo witty! I adored it. Sirius inner monologue is bloooody hilarious, honest and RAW. adore this one.

wading in waist-high water, colgatebluemintygel https://archiveofourown.org/works/36896740?view_full_work=true E: This is so sweet! Utterly a delicious read. Basically no angst, just happy vibes.

10 Reasons to go to Michigan, greyeyedmonster18 https://archiveofourown.org/works/35820094/chapters/89320903 M: The most lovely Sirius. Him & Harry dynamic is perfect. Teenage hilarious Harry. Grumpy Remus. Artsy Sirius

Not another band AU, thelovelyzee https://archiveofourown.org/works/34565698?view_full_work=true E: I LOVE THIS. The playlist is UNREAL. It was SUCH A JOURNEY. I never wanted it to end. Bought so many concert tickets after this.

A Black Mass Over Highway Ninety, Greenvlvetcouch https://archiveofourown.org/works/43038561/chapters/108147531 E: This changed my life. THIS CHANGED MY LIFE. the playlist. the love. the friendship. the side jily. the SMUT. oh my god. the most gorgeously written masterpiece i've CLAPPED EYES ON. i want to inject it into my EYEBALLS.

Solntse, lumosinlove https://archiveofourown.org/works/17186087?view_full_work=true E: Okay. it's giving pretty woman. but like, in a good way, i promise. the best way. like i adore sirius in this so much. so so so so much. its a beautiful little story - look out for the pet names muahahaha

[gigglesandfreckles-hp]

Hi I love your stuff! Can I ask who are your favorite writers? It doesn't have to be all Jily writers, you can recommend actual published writers, too. I just need to be reading whatever you're reading! And Happy NY xx

hi this is so kind!!

so i have this recent fic rec list of an assortment of jily and jily-adjacent fics. i don't really follow specific writers. i mostly just read what comes across my dash (in a dream world, i would be a devoted user of ao3 filters, regularly finding undiscovered fic, but alas...i rarely have time to peruse. i trust the recs of my mutuals like my life depends on it!!)

as for published writers, i also don't really follow any particular authors religiously. (i'm realising as i type this how lame i must seem ha!) i usually try to keep four books at once on rotation: one fiction novel, one non-fiction, one classic, and one professional development book (i work in education, so lots of books about child development, leadership, etc.)

i'm assuming you're not interested in most of those, though, ha! so as for fiction novels with witty banter, lovable characters, and moments that make your heart squeeze and squeal a bit (the things i try to prioritise in my own writing!), here are a few recents reads that fit that bill:

divine rivals by rebecca ross

every summer after by carley fortune

any and all emily henry novels (she is the witty banter queen)

the mysterious benedict society by trenton lee stewart

the ten thousand doors of january by alix e. harrow

the heaven & earth grocery store by james mcbride

if you end up reading any of these, i hope you will drop back by and let me know what you think!! happy new year! xxxx

[lilloves-34]

CRAZY how Jily is an underrated ship in this fandom in comparison to jegulus. Like their whole main plot line was James being obsessed with her and their banter.

I may just be salty bc I’m a Lily kin and I want someone to be as obsessed with me as James was with Lily

[wolfstarlibrarian]

Hi librarian!

I’ve never seen a wolfstar gamer boys fanfic.

Is there any?

There sure are friend! Below is an older list if wolfstar gamer list, and then there are two new ones! Hope you enjoy the fics.

GG,

Wolfstar

Wolfstar + Video Games 1

Wolfstar + Video Games 2

Wish You Were Here by @a-fiery-fox Moony and Padfoot are both well-known online streamers that meet in an Among Us lobby organized by Lily. They instantly connect with their quick banter and similar interests, even with a whole ocean between them.

Among Us by apricotyams There are imposters among us and the Marauders and Co get to play together. Some of them are streamers, some of them are animators. Remus is really good at Among Us and Sirius loves his boyfriend. James is wonderful as usual, Lily is a sweetheart, Marlene and Dorcas are the power lesbian couple everyone wishes they could be. There's Wolfstar and Jily and Dorlene and the Longbottoms and some fun streamer lingo. Please enjoy!!

Made a tiktok for this one and am gonna have a part two.