i wait patiently, he's gonna notice me

sel  she | they it's okay, we're the best of friends

[memories]

I regret to inform you I’m #crimson-snitch trash.

[sunshinemarauder]

accurate @crimson-snitch 💗💗

[theesteemedladydebourgh]

In the spirit of Christmas, could we get a snippet of TFTDC? 👀🌲🥰❤️❤️❤️

No pressure!! Loved your newest fic as well. 💞

of course! and ty so much 🥰

i actually cannot believe it's been 2 years since i wrote JHF, where does the time go!!! 😭

this is actually from ch. 9 of TFTDC (july pt i), and it's from a plotline i'm very excited about 👀

“I met someone tonight,” she says hesitantly. Fleamont raises a brow. “Oh? Who?” “Lucy Avery,” Lily says. Fleamont sets down his stack of dishes. “Oh,” he says again, but there’s something deeper running beneath it. His brow is furrowed slightly, but after a second he goes back to stacking. “I suppose you’re wondering why Effie and I invited her, considering the circumstances?”

[blvnk-art]

James & Lily.

Song: [x]

[blvnk-art]

Sharing older Jily stuff because September means October which means Jily!

[crimson-snitch]

Hi love you, thinking of you :)

ily mwah

[maluceh]

panels prt.2

[athenasparrow]

Jily Author Recs

For the gorgeous @lirians06 and any other new Jily folks! Here are some Jily people to follow : )

@annasghosts @abihastastybeans @allthosedarlings @annabtg @bcdaily @blitheringmcgonagall @breaniebree @chdarling @charmsandtealeaves @elleeverhart @emeralddoeadeer @flowerpottlady @gryffindormischief @ghostofbambifanfiction @harryissuchalittleshit @isahorcrux @itsjamespotter @kay-elle-cee @liiilyevans @mppmaraudergirl @maraudersftw @missgryffin @moonawrites @nodirectionhome-ao3 @nought-shall-go-ill @ncoincidences @ohmygodshesinsane @oneofthesirens @possessingtheproperspirit @practicecourts @startanewdream @sunshinemarauder @theatrescribbles @theesteemedladydebourgh @tiffanytoms @uncertainwallflower @wearingaberetinparis (ritaskeetered on AO3)

Organisations: @jilyarchive @jilymicro-oops @jilymicrofics @jilychallenge2023 @jilychallenge @cruelsummer-ficfest

Fanart: @constancezin @blvnk-art

PLEASE repost or comment with anyone I've missed!!

[emeralddoeadeer]

Thanks for the tag, here are a few more -

@thequibblah @clare-with-no-i @oyprongs @emerqldv @firefeufuego @alittlebitofeverything23 @crimson-snitch @jilyism @cascader @joyseuphoria @jilyesplz @arianatwycross @efkgirldetective @aidanchaser @inthe-afterglows @hogwartslivy @thegobletofweasleys @jilytoberfest

I'm sure there are more, and not all of the above are presently active, but for sure with fics worth adding any tbr or tbrr <3

[sunshinemarauder]

Last Line Tag Game

Name of the game: Make a new post, post your latest line from your WIP, tag as many people as there are words!

thank you @crimson-snitch @isahorcrux @itsjamespotter @jfleamont and @aidanchaser for the tags!

this is from killing me slow (out the window), sel and I's cruel summer jily AU!

The first thing she thinks is that his hair is too neat for her taste. She prefers it dark and messy and silky—she prefers James.

pretty much the entire world has been tagged already so I'll leave this blank LOL

[crimson-snitch]

Last Line Tag Game

Name of the game: Make a new post and post your latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words

ty for the tag @emeralddoeadeer!! tis from the fic i’ve been working on with @sunshinemarauder from the cruel summer au hehe

There’s a balcony, and she’s climbed trees before. How hard could it really be?

tagging @sunshinemarauder @theesteemedladydebourgh @emerqldv @kay-elle-cee and anyone else who wants to!!

[paladinsoda]

breaktime cozy doodles 🍵

[paladinsoda]

He's pining pt 2

[paladinsoda]

A Burst Of Courage ◇

[paladinsoda]

dumbstruck ⭐

[crimson-snitch]

Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! 🌸

this is so sweet ily MWAH

[crimson-snitch]

hi love!!!!

HELLO ily ily mwah

[sunshinemarauder]

—NEVER QUITE AWAKE, chapter two.

“Lily Evans,” James says slowly, with a shake of his head, and her eyes widen imperceptibly, “how could I ever hold a grudge against you?” He’s smiling at her, brighter and brighter, like one and two and three wands illuminating one after the other.

surprise?

all credit to @clare-with-no-i for the picture of the hands from her penguin classics cover, it FLOORS me every time! and thank you again @kay-elle-cee for the help!

[theesteemedladydebourgh]

well, i started this for the great, wonderful @clare-with-no-i​’s birthday last year (and also as a combination of two prompt’s from @efkgirldetective​‘s summer of jily 2022!) and it is officially almost a year late…

let’s see if i can finish this extremely self-indulgent, illustrator-James, author-Lily who clings to self-control like a barnacle, high-powered best friends, co-worker duo buys a house in the countryside and then slowly implode from repressed feelings and heartbreak over the course of several years (also berry picking! and swimming in the ocean! and a cat named Eclair!) fic over the next week! (w caution set aside for unforeseen calamity ofc, but i’m optimistic)

little snippet below!

Spring

It’s an odd story, how Lily buys a house with her illustrator.

A hand brushes along the back of her head, warm and soft.

She jolts, then glances back. Feels the hand fall away.

James is standing there, chest still a bit sunburned from the beach. His fingers still hover slightly, before settling back at his side.

She stares up at him for a second, a silent question. Her instinct is to tense, to turn to stone, to demand recompense. She wouldn’t let just anyone touch her.

“Your clip was crooked,” he murmurs after a second.

Keep reading

[crimson-snitch]

do u want me dead

[kay-elle-cee]

A Thrill Divine, Down My Spine || Read on Ao3 || 2K Words

“Oh shove it, Potter. I’m just saying. You’re like…a really nice glass of Ogden’s Old,” she says, eyeing a bottle of the spirit and signaling to the barkeep. A little lost for words, James stares at her. “How strong was that drink?” “You know what I'm getting at — like a really good thing personified. Take a compliment Potter, God.” She turns on her stool to face him, sliding one of the firewhiskies his way. Or: Two totally platonic friends get drinks after a rough day.

Happy Valentine's Day, friends! This fic came around because I listened to "You're The Top" from Anything Goes too many times 🙃