#jily is trash

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Hi I hope you are well, what do you think about putting characters without errors? I mean, those who are supposed to be moralists, you read them and well... you get a disappointment, the same thing happened to me with Lily Evans, I don't hate her but I don't like her either, because in the narrative she is apparently "perfect" but wasn't she the same one who said that at least the marauders don't use dark magic? I mean, how? The dark arts aren't even well defined and they want to make them out to be bad? I can understand Sirius's opinion, who is a Black and was perhaps raised to learn dark arts, but he doesn't explain why they are bad. Why is it bad to learn them if in the worst memory we see that they use a spell to wash against a person?

The context dictates that both are bad (Mulciber and the Marauders) but her saying that seems very...... silly to me, and then Lily ends up marrying HER own stalker, who kept insisting on going out with her, who mistreated her best friend to get her to go out with him....... their relationship seems very disturbing to me. Did she let herself be manipulated by James? because I don't understand why the same author makes Lily out to be a saint, when in reality she has many character flaws?

Hello anon! Sorry for the wait.

I mean, those who are supposed to be moralists, you read them and well... you get a disappointment

It's very frustrating, I know. It can make a story enjoyable if done right but fandom discourse reminds you why it's annoying.

because in the narrative she is apparently "perfect"

I think the problem with Lily is that it's hard to get a read on her because the pool of people who actually knew her is pretty limited. Her sister Petunia has a lot of conflicted feelings about her so there is a lot of resentment when she speaks about Lily. Snape has rose-tinted glasses because Lily was his only "true" friend and he feels responsible for her death. Sirius and Remus don't seem to have a deep connection with her either so they hardly talk about her beyond some vague sentiments. Teachers like Slughorn liked her but how well do teachers know their students beyond their grades most of the time?? That's why she seems so perfect. At least to me. The same thing happened with James...until SWM. Then we saw how awful this punk was. Not to mention people typically don't want to speak ill of the dead, especially to the orphan kid.

Dark magic is not explained well at all. But Lily deserves some grace: she is a muggleborne who is still new to the wizarding world. It's not her fault that she has been taught about how evil the dark arts is. Anyway, I don't think she was being a good friend in that scene. Then again, I am biased here because I don't care for Lily's paper thin character.

I also hate Jily. I doubt James was stalking her so let's give the dude the benefit of the doubt. The timeline of the Jily relationship is still very questionable. Also, I am not convinced of James' alleged change of heart. Even if Lily truly believed he changed, I don't know how he changed and how he proved it to her. Either way, there is arguably some deceit happening here. Not to mention, the war probably rushed their marriage too. I find the Jily relationship utterly disgusting and I am not too sorry that they are dead except for poor Harry becoming an orphan and living with his abusive relatives.

[messervixen]

Lily should have survived.

“Harry was saved by his mother’s love-“ Let me stop you right there.

I present to you: James Fleamont Potter.

You’re telling me that James didn’t love Lily and Harry enough to evoke the ancient love magic that Lily saved Harry with?

Mr. “Had an ego the size of a lake but a heart to match it?”

He loved both of them so much that he literally died trying to give them a chance to escape and that wasn’t enough?

I don’t buy it.

The only semi-logical explanation I can come up with is that he didn’t have his wand and maybe you can’t do something like that wand-less but did Lily have her wand?

Even then we’re talking about a guy who literally became an illegal animagus at the ripe age of 15.

He also loves and cares for people so deeply and it was LOVE MAGIC.

Look me in the eyes and tell me James Potter couldn’t have just saved BOTH of them without his wand.

Exactly, you can’t.

Honestly I could go on about all of the reasons James and Lily dying didn’t even make sense.

This is just another thing that makes me question why they died the way they did.

Them dying on an order mission would’ve been more realistic. There were just too many plot holes in them dying in Godric’s Hollow.

In conclusion, the ending of the first war didn’t make sense. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

Edit:

Guys this post is not that serious I just mean that everything about what happened that night and the explanation for all of it felt like a stretch and kinda vague to me 😭

Even with the stuff about James not having a choice. Like yeah Voldemort didn’t verbally give him the option to back off but James still made the choice to try and hold him off.

Also James was a Pureblood and Voldemort made it known that he would spare them if they didn’t fight him because his whole thing was blood purity.

So like the “Lily was given a choice” still feels so vague to me.

Also Voldemort making the promise to Snape feels weird. Snape asked him not to kill Lily but Voldemort said that he wouldn’t as long as she didn’t get in his way. And Lily did get in his way of killing Harry so he didn’t break that promise by killing her.

Yeah he probably could’ve just knocked her out or something but he still didn’t break any promises.

And the whole reason Snape joined Dumbledore before the end of the first war is because he didn’t think Lily would just let Voldemort kill her son. He didn’t make an unbreakable vow or anything so Snape knew that Voldemort would probably kill Lily.

[whoopsiesnodaisies]

From like a canon perspective as I examine plotholes, there is literally no reason for James and Lily to die! Here's why:

Voldemort gives Lily a chance to leave, she would have grabbed her baby and apparated

They had no wands? Why the hell would they not have their wands on them 24/7 if they knew they could be attacked and were targets?? But even if they didn't, you're telling me that Lily could summon ancient magic to save Harry, something only like 5 other wizards did, without a wand but she can't just counter a death spell

Sirius would time turn and kill Pettigrew, that's literally the first thing he would have done in Prisoner of Azkaban, you're telling me Sirius had relatively easy access to a time turner and wouldn't use it to save his best friend regardless of the consequences???

This one isn't a canon issue, but like Remus should have been the obvious choice, he has soooo many secrets like my guys is a secret werewolf, and because of like prejudice and spying and stuff no one would suspect him

James died in a sacrifice of pure love for Lily and Harry, why didn't he get the ancient magic to protect his family?

[tiffanytoms]

I’m knee-deep in a Right Reasons 🌹 reread and then he posts this… 🤗 have mercy!

*Husband: what are you smiling all goofy about over there?* 😉

[seriousbrat]

Falls the Shadow, chapter 7 Read on Ao3

THE DARKEST DAYS, a multi-part, canon-compliant series spanning from 1975-1981, covering the events of the First Wizarding War. Follows Lily, Sev, and the Marauders through their final years at Hogwarts to the end of the war, as friendships are put to the test and the Wizarding World crumbles around them... READ FROM THE BEGINNING

CHAPTER 7: The Hunt --------------------------------------------

James Potter is standing there, in the midst of a huddle of wizards which includes an excitable Slughorn, and on his arm—

Something like a heavy, molten weight seems to thud down throughout Sev’s body, rooting him to the spot; the room seems to slide momentarily out of focus, then back again; he’s conscious of a sudden painful sensation in his palms and realises he’s curled his fists so tightly that his nails are digging into his palms…

She looks beautiful, because of course she does, radiant in midnight blue dress robes and her hair swept up simply, revealing her neck… Sev wants to drink in the sight of her like he always does, but for her expression of contentment, and, perhaps, admiration (Sev feels his knees threaten to give way at the thought) as she gazes up at James Potter.

Neither of them notices his presence as he stands there, staring at them, unable to grapple with what he’s seeing.

To his horror Sev begins to feel a hot, prickling sensation behind his eyeballs— he has to get out of there, and he looks wildly around for Nicola. Finally he sees her, still deep in conversation with Giacomo Zabini… but she’s looking straight at Severus— her eyes slide towards Potter, then back— and a cold, triumphant smile draws across her face before she turns back to Zabini.

She knew, Sev realises. Nicola knew and led him right into it. He doesn’t wait a second longer but tears for the door, heedless of anyone in his way.

He trips into a House-elf bearing a tray of used glasses; they both go sprawling to the ground, a million bits of glass spraying everywhere and the silver tray skidding across the ground with an awful clatter— Sev doesn’t stop to help, doesn’t look to see if anyone’s noticed; he picks himself up, feeling glass shards bite into the palms of his hands, and bursts out into the mercifully empty corridor.

A short distance away, where he’s sure no stray partygoers will find him, Sev allows himself to sink down to the floor, shoulders shaking with uncontainable rage.

He sniffs loudly, wipes at his nose with his sleeve, and starts picking bits of glass out of his hair. It’s something he’s had to do many times at home, but on none of those occasions has he felt quite so miserable and sorry for himself.

[marvelomadness06]

You cannot convince me that the boys didn’t get absolutely wasted one night when Remus was out on patrol, and that the morning after didn’t go something like this:

Remus: clutching a huge jug of the coldest water known to man, preparing to dump it on James face.

Remus: rise and fucking shine you little shit.

James: startled out of his mind, jolting so hard he almost fell out of the bed.

James: What the actual fuck Moony-

Remus: you tell me.

James: noting the toilet paper covering almost every square inch of the dorm, and one of Remus’s jumpers that was pinned lopsidedly to the wall in what he vaguely recalled as a game of pin the jumper on the Remus- the Remus being a very badly drawn, ridiculously tall stick figure that he’s pretty sure Sirius drew in unerasable ink on the wall.

James: yeah- yeah okay thats fair.

[theladwhoisweird]

SORRY NOT FVCKING SORRY, THAT TERF'S VERSION WILL NEVER BE CANON. SHE'S THE RESOURCE MATERIAL? WHO CARES IF WE DIDN'T ACKNOWLEDGE A PIECE OF SCUMBAG NARC BIGOT LIKE HER! CRUCIO TO HER!

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[t1oui]

bro at this point i see both sides of the jegulus argument, bc both sides (i specifically mean the people on both sides being aggressive w each other) need to grow up.

if you’re giving someone death threats for shipping jegulus… good lord man what do i even say. i cannot imagine being so upset about someone’s FICTIONAL SHIP of FICTIONAL CHARACTERS that i tell them to DIE. yk that sometimes, if someone hears it enough, it’ll actually happen? if your response to that is “good, their ship was trash” there is genuinely something wrong there.

but at the same time, i can’t imagine calling someone HOMOPHOBIC just for disliking jegulus. like, yeah, if you’re being called a fag or something for liking jegulus and it’s meant in a hostile way, fuck that. but simply NOT LIKING jegulus/wolfstar/what have you is in no way homophobic. babe it’s called having a preference.

are there ships out there i hate? yes. are there ship dynamics as a whole i despise and think are gross? YES. but you know what i do? i don’t interact, i don’t view content, and i don’t get mad! what happened to ship and let ship?

now, before anyone says “but what about mistagging” yes that is a big problem, and it’s really fucking annoying. ik not everybody is going to listen, but hey: if you’re making a post about jegulus, tag jegulus. if you’re making a post about wolfstar, tag wolfstar. jily? tag jily. if you’re making a post about jegulus and tag jily, you do not understand the point of tags. it doesn’t get you more reach, it just annoys people and causes even more hostility between parts of the fandom.

back to the point from earlier, i have also seen a lot of people calling jegulus shippers/slytherin skittles fans misogynists, racists, fascists, etc. that is absolutely bonkers to me. what happened to headcanon and let headcanon? this is the MARAUDERS FANDOM, something you say/do is going to be made up bc we barely have anything to go off of. let people make characters for themselves and write them as they want, and if you don’t like it, DON’T INTERACT. DON’T HATE. you’re not changing anyone’s mind when you send them a message threatening them for liking something that ISN’T ACTUALLY HARMING ANYONE.

yeah, that’s right: shipping jegulus, writing about the skittles, giving them depth? that isn’t actually hurting anybody. you know what does hurt people? telling them to kill themselves.

i’ve also seen an uptick in people being like “jegulus is just jeverus”/“just write jeverus” and “if you can say jegulus happened you can’t deny/hate on snily” and my honest opinions are… ok. i don’t think jegulus and jeverus are the exact same, but i’m not going to hate on either ship, nor will i hate on snily! but more importantly, I’M NOT GOING TO HATE ON SNILY & JEVERUS SHIPPERS. yk why? bc i’m not a hypocrite.

ship and let ship, people. it’s really not that hard. as a multishipper who follows this rule, i have found myself having a very good time in this fandom! i hope we can cut down on hostility soon, bc really, who is it helping? nobody comes out of an argument about FICTIONAL CHARACTERS KISSING happy. if yall really can’t get along, just don’t interact.

and, for the love of god, tag your posts accurately.

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Me: I don't ship Romione but I can see and appreciate why people ship it no matter how much I rag on it. It's not an awful ship: they have sweet friendship moments. I just don't like certain aspects, especially how it relates to Hermione and the writing of the ship.

See Romione shippers or pro Romione people say Romione is the Jily of the golden era.

Me: Oh...

[albi-bumblebee]

prongsfoot shippers and jily shippers teaming up to trash on jegulus is actually what true solidarity is sorry not sorry

[aficionadoenthusiast]

REBLOGGING CAUSE I WANNA WRITE IT

me, patiently waiting for a fic that portrays the relationship between james and remus like gansey and adam’s from the raven cycle:

[mauveberries]

my chronically annoyed ass comes across one of those "canon characters react to fanon ships" and one of them was tomarry and in the post, harry's like, "UM EW WTF.. blah blah" and i just got So pissed, like, just because the ship that you like is canon doesn't make you morally superior! obviously canon harry wouldn't want to get fucked by voldemort! but you do realise that talented people who make this pairing plausible with their amazing writing skills and headcanons exist, right?

and another post that was like, "i can't believe millenials get these amazing ships like jily, remadora, hinny, (continues stating het canon pairings) but gen z decided these were trash because they were fxm... and decided drarry, tomarry.. (continues stating gay pairings) etc. were better," and, like,

NO???? you just stated the most bland, boring pairings in the whole series?? it's not our fault your reading comprehension is so abysmal that you think jily, a white heterosexual couple that got married straight out of highschool is more interesting than the hot mess that is drarry/tomarry???

like, i'm not bashing you for liking canon pairings, but it is factually untrue that fanon pairings are automatically less interesting than canon pairings! that's a you problem! your statement reads like you think heterosexual pairings are better than homosexual pairings and i hope you realise that just sounds homophobic.

and also! grindeldore doesn't count! there is no canon evidence for it. jkr did say it was canon, but it... it literally wasn't in the books.

[yallthemwitches]

To Be Missed

Back from holiday break, James tries to convey to Lily how much he missed her.

Written for Jily Kinktober Day 7: Wall Sex---Because I'm a sucker for 6th year secret love jily...( I say like there is even a plot...)

AO3 Link to all Jilykinktobers!

“Alright Evans?”

Lily looked up from her table of friends in the center of The Three Broomsticks. All three girls eyed James with varying levels of wariness, making the situation feel more dangerous than any full moon night. 

“Potter,” Lily responded, taking a sip of her drink. 

“Just so you are aware, asking me on a date at the date location is not a very good look.” 

Mary and Marlene snorted, and Lily looked pleased with her jab. James just blinked, unfazed.

“Thanks for the tip—still need to talk to you though.”

“I’m busy.”

“I’ll make it worth it.”

Lily turned to look up at him. He stared down at her, eyebrow raised in an irritating dedication. 

“Fine.”

Marlene gasped and started to laugh as Lily stood up from her seat. Mary’s eyes turned to slits, sizing up James whose satisfied grin was threatening to blind the room. 

“Woah, whatever you got to say to her, you can say to us,” Marlene leaned across the table and he eyed her with a bored expression. 

“No good McKinnon. It’s about your birthday party which Sirius told me explicitly not to tell you about–so if you don’t mind...”

That effectively shut Marlene up. Sitting back in her seat with a giddy expression, she all but waved Lily and James away, now twittering at Mary. 

James led Lily down the halls towards the toilets, then took a sharp left towards a creaky looking door Lily had never noticed before. Wedging it open, she could see it led out into the back alley of the pub, trash bins lined the walls which barely left room for a muggle car to fit in. 

Before even turning his body fully from shutting the door, Lily grabbed onto the front of his shirt, pulling him in to capture his lips. Her kisses immediately deepened, tongue licking his lower lip to gain entry. 

“You’re going to regret what you said to Marls—now she will expect a party.”

James grabbed her hips, guiding her until her back touched the wall on the other side of the alley, a knee prying open her legs so his body was slotted between them. She could feel he was already hard, pressing into her upper thigh as he snaked his hand around to her arse. 

“Worth it–hell, I’ll throw her a bloody ball if I need to.”

“Idiot.” 

James just grinned, pressing their lips back together, tongue twisting with hers in a familiar ease. 

“I’ve missed you so much.” 

He moved his lips to her pressure point, sucking until Lily could feel the skin pucker and swell. A small moan escaped her lips and she felt him smile against her. 

“I missed that noise too.”

She leaned her head back against the wall, letting him kiss down the front of her neck, reaching where her mockneck met her skin.

“Not a very warm Christmas at the Potters I take it?”

James used a finger to toy with the fabric of her shirt, pulling the neckline down to make enough room for two more kisses. 

“No, the holiday cheer was fine—it was the amount of unsatisfactory wanking that I had to do to stop thinking about you that really made it difficult.”

“Unsatisfactory? Care to elaborate?” It was her turn to deliver kisses, nipping at his earlobe while her hands followed their favorite path through his hair.

“What can I say? I’m a ruined man Evans. Cursed to live every waking moment knowing that nothing in this universe compares to shagging you—not even my own hand.”

“You poor baby.”

She slid her hands down his chest, enjoying the feeling of his slender frame in her grasp again. She had missed him as well—they had only started hooking up about a month before the holidays, but she found herself twisting in the sheets of her childhood bed at night, waking up wet with his phantom fingers still running down her body. 

“I could take you right here, that's how much I missed you—I swear it, Evans. I can’t believe I even made it this long without getting you alone somehow. Sirius thinks I’m depressed because I keep closing my curtains at night, but I just keep playing the image of you naked on top of me over and over…”

Lily silenced him again with her mouth, grabbing onto his belt and fiddling with the buckle. She knew exactly what day he was referring to: the night before holidays while she was on patrol, the empty classroom and the way the wood squeaked and splintered as her hips rocked on top of his, the way she shivered in release as he held her hips to guide her on his cock.

“Do it,” she breathed into his mouth, “we don’t have a lot of time but fuck it, I missed you too.”

James’ eyes went wide, pupils blown, glasses askew aiding in the visual of a man completely unhinged. His hands which had wound themselves under her skirt stalled.

“Here? By the pub bins? Where could anyone walk past?”

“You scared, Potter?”

His belt free, she easily dipped her hand into his pants, finding the source of stiffness that continued to press into her leg. At the feeling of her hot thumb rolling over his tip, he hissed.

“Fuck. Lily—I’ll do anything.”

He pushed her into the wall now, one hand gliding under her top to find her nipples erect and the other toying with her knickers, tracing the fabric back and forth between her legs. The feel of his finger drifting lightly on her center made her gasp and James caught the sound with his mouth, trying to clip any sound that would reverberate through the alley and into the main street. 

Using his finger to slide her knickers down, he pulled her skirt up enough to look between her legs. Her inner thigh was slick with her own arousal but most noticeably her usual bed of hair had been trimmed down to the skin, leaving her pink and swollen. 

“New haircut?” James cocked an eyebrow and Lily just gave a nervous laugh.

“Thought it was worth a try, it's the rage these days you know—”

“No, I don’t know—” James took his finger to gently pet the place her pubic hair once was, letting it slide down into the topmost layer of her folds. Lily bucked her hips forward and he complied with her body, continuing to stroke until he dipped the tip of his finger inside her. 

“Can I feel it with my tongue?” He whispered, nibbling on the side of her earlobe. His finger curled inside her and her hips snapped forward again. Her hand clenched harder around his cock and she felt some of his prerelease coat her hands. 

“We don’t have that kind of time, love and I get the feeling neither of us are going to last long...”

If he agreed, he didn’t say anything. Instead, his breathing had gotten more shallow as she released him out of his pants, using the new found freedom to slide her hand easily up and down his full length. 

“I don’t want you to stop—but I’m already so close, Lily. Merlin Fuck how does just your hand feel eons better—”

“Then fuck me.” 

She spoke a tone that she only had for him. Even the other men she had slept with had never evoked such a deep, yearning from her. James just did things to her she couldn’t comprehend. He knew how to do it all perfectly: how to be fast and hard yet soft and meticulous, how to talk dirty but coo adorations. He drove her absolutely mad both in person and in memory. He was right to say he was a ruined man because she felt like a ruined woman—she feared  that even if what they shared did not turn out to be love, she would never find anyone who made her feel like he did. 

James pupils dilated, mouth going slack, completely gone. What his mind was unable to process, his body was doing overtime. His fingers stilled inside her, pulling out only to grasp her hand on his cock and together line him up to her center. His other arm curled around her thigh, hoisting it up around his waist so he could lean further into her, tip now stretching her outermost entrance. 

“Alright, Evans?” He panted with a smile. She didn’t even have time to make a quip back before he pushed in, filling her until he had fully disappeared inside her, his line of pubic hair tickling where hers was no longer. 

Lily threw her arms around his neck, demanding more purchase. His hips bucked upwards, quick but steady, his body pushing her back harder into the wall to the point where she could become stable with both feet off the ground. She experimented with lifting her other leg around his waist and he grabbed her ass in both hands, propelling her forwards to slide on him. His eyes flicked from her gaze to his cock disappearing into her, mesmerized by both images. 

“Lily baby, my love, Merlin christ I missed you.” His voice was almost pleading. He buried his head into her chest, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking. Lily let out a loud gasp but covered her mouth with her hand, realizing that any louder and they would get caught. 

“Be loud, I don’t care. Let them hear—fuck fuck.”

He was staring down between them again, but this time to watch as Lily removed her hand from her mouth to rub the tip of her clit, making small gentle movements that matched the rhythm of his thrusts. 

“I’m going to come soon James—fuck I’m already so close—how do you do this to me?”

James just made noise that came from deep within his chest, eyes still locked on the circular pattern of her hand on her clit. 

“Is that how you touched yourself when you were at home? Tell me, I need to know.”

His thrusts were getting more jagged, snapping quicker and hitting at a deeper angle inside her. Every pulse pulled a whimper from her mouth. 

“Yes—Christ James—just like that, I’m almost there.”

“Come for me Lily. Look at me and come for me and tell me what you thought about while you touched yourself like that—that’s it—”

She felt her toes curl, thighs contract against his hip bones. She snapped her eyes to his just in time for the world to bottom out from under her, body riding a wave that only James alone could create.

“Oh Christ Lily, I can feel it. Please tell me, and I’ll come inside you.”

She clenched into his hair, pulling her face up against his, riding the aftershocks.

“You, I thought about you. Your tongue, your cock, your hand, Even just the way you look after quidditch practice all sweaty and—”

He let out a groan and she felt him release inside her. He leaned his forehead against her shoulder, grasping onto her body as he shook against her. She kissed any part of him she could reach: his shoulder, his ear, his neck, fingers twirling the back of his hair as his hips teetered to a halt. 

“That was—-I don’t know if I have the capability to even say it.” 

Lily just laughed, unwrapping her legs from him, letting him slide out of her. She picked up her wand which had been strewn to the side and cast a cleaning charm before pulling her skirt back down and fixing her hair. James just leaned against the wall for a moment longer, watching her get situated with a lopsided grin, the look of a man completely smitten. 

“What’s the dopey face for?” She grabbed his cheek and he swatted her away. 

“Nothing—just happy to see you that’s all.”

Lily helped him get back to some sort of normal, using the excuse of straightening his shirt to feel up his chest one last time. 

“Happy to see you too Potter.”

 She pecked him on the lips, but as she moved away, he pulled her back for another, soft and meaningful. 

[petalsthefish]

Let the record show that when I am given a chance to write a cute little fluffy fic I do try to avoid having jily fuck on eight different surfaces but unfortunately my jily are absolute trash for each other

[fanfic-lover-girl]

People can ship whatever they want but I felt so deeply offended to see Jily of all the possible HP pairings compared to Zutara. These two ships are not even on the same level.

Even when Jily were dating, James was still lying to Lily about him changing. This can't be compared to the complete trust Zutara has.

Katara threatens to kill Zuko if he hurts a metaphorical hair on Aang's head. Lily just stands around like a total loser while the Marauders attack Snape.

I don't know a lot about Percy Jackson but from what I do know Percabeth sounds like a strong, healthy ship based on a solid friendship.

If anything, Jily is more like Jetara. Not completely but James Potter has a more similar vibe to Jet than Zuko. Considering that I actually like Jet's character, I am being quite generous with James here. Or maybe even Kataang given Lily only exists to serve the narrative for the men in her life: Snape, James and Harry. Lily is nothing more than a plot device, a love interest and a mother. I swear there is no deeper meaning for Jily besides Harry needing parents.

jily 🤝 zutara 🤝 percabeth (correct take)