mostly jily, with some random marauders shenanigans, some fleamia, and a healthy dose of james and sirius being insane about each other
fic rec lists: 2024, 2025
in progress
touch and go of donāt know what to say // jily, canon compliant, slow burn, hogwarts 6th & 7th year, wip Itās not as though anyone else will be awake at whatever ungodly hour it is anyway. Heās wrong. There, in front of the fire, her long dark red hair tumbling loose down her back in a way he never gets to see in the daytime, because itās always pulled into a tight plait, is Lily Evans.
completed multi-chap
bad idea, right? // jily, modern muggle au, second chances, ex sex, secret relationship, 61k In her first year at uni, Lily Evans broke her own heart. She always thought her relationship with James was simply an issue of timing and that things would eventually work themselves out. It's been nine years now... and she gave up on that hope long ago.
it's brighter now // jily, modern muggle au, footballer jp, enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, potter fam, 88k āOh, come on," James says, grinning. "I know you know who I am." Something strange flashes across her face. āIs that so?ā He drops into the open seat across from her and gestures toward his face, smiling widely. āThisĀ doesnāt ring any bells?ā āYourā¦face,ā she clarifies slowly.
one more time now, with feeling // jily, second chances, fake dating, fww, 191k āWhy us?ā āIf memory serves,ā Dumbledore says, with a gentle, knowing smile, āyou two were once rather good friends.ā Lily feels something twist painfully in her stomach. Dumbledoreās gaze moves pointedly toward James. āAnd forgive an old manās nostalgia, James, but I seem to recall you having quite a profound affection for Miss Evans at some point during your time at Hogwarts.ā His blue eyes twinkle slightly, corners crinkling behind his half-moon glasses. āWhether that holds true today, I cannot sayābut I find that such history can be remarkably persuasive when circumstances require...believability.ā
fever dream high // jily, failed fwb (sorta), summer before 7th yr, 43k The detailāhis red ears, the tremor in his movementsālodges in her brain and refuses to leave. Even as he tries to cover it, the thought takes root, half-formed but persistent. James Potter, with his broad shoulders and sun-browned skin, his stupid hair that begs to be pulled, and his tendency to look at her like sheās the only thing in the room worth noticingā¦ Huh.
tripping and falling are mostly the same // fleamont x euphemia (fleamia?), marriage of convenience, friends-to-lovers, 1930s, 36k āThat was rude of me,ā Fleamont says, wincing slightly. āIt was,ā she agrees without hesitation, raising an eyebrow. His shoulders drop a fraction. āI didnāt expect to see you here.ā āEvidently,ā she says dryly.
stumbling, though, is not so quick // fleamia, through the years, fertility issues, pureblood politics, 20k Sheās lost the baby,Ā she hears a healer explain. Baby?Ā Fleamontās voice cracks, startled and full of disbelief.Ā What baby? Thereās a tugging at her clothes, a wand pressed lightly against her abdomen. A potion that tastes dreadful. Gentle murmurings surround herāFleamontās voice, a healerās, maybe even her motherās. It couldnāt be her motherās, but part of her aches for it to be. And thenā Nothing.
every single time // jily, 31 prompts, some canon compliant, some au, 61k unrelated drabbles, fics, ficlets, and word dumps in response to jilytober 2024
a few of my favourites
because i couldn't begin to link all my one-shots. everything else can either be found over on ao3 or under the #my fic tag here on my tumblr!
we suffer in silence // angsty 7th yr jily, canon compliant pre-dating "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."
keep pace // jily, canon compliant, 7th yr, friends-to-lovers, platonic jilypad (or romantic if you want) āSo,ā she says after a moment, her voice light, āis this a thing you do? Invite girls to kill themselves on a run after you find them crying. Or am I special?" Sirius laughs. Itās a sharp sound, almost surprised, but it makes her stomach loosen. āYouāre special,ā he says dryly, finally turning to look at her properly. He watches her for a beat longer than she expects, like heās searching for something in her faceāsome answer she doesnāt know how to give. Whatever it is, he seems to find it.
just before dawn // platonic lilypad, fww, canon compliant āYou canāt just sneak into someoneās house and steal their baby." Sirius looks up, his dark eyes glinting with exhaustion but holding a stubborn edge. āThis isnāt just some baby. This is Harry,ā he says, voice rough but resolute, as if that explains everything.
my church offers no absolutes // jily, canon compliant, 7th yr, pre-dating, grief/mourning She stares at him, her eyes the only ones open as the priest prays, but she canāt look away. James Potter isĀ here.
amenable parameters // jily, canon compliant, seventh yr āTruth or dare, Lil?ā āDare,ā she replies without hesitation, leaning back into the worn leather booth. āObviously.ā Hestiaās eyes gleam. āGo snog Potter.ā
here lies // jily, canon compliant, seventh yr, established relationship, potter fam āWere we expecting you?ā He looks slightly horrified, as if heās forgotten an important appointment, and turns to his wife for help. āIām sorry ifā āNo, dear.ā Euphemia shakes her head, moving toward him and running a smoothing hand through his mop of messy, white hair. āLily here was just depositing our highly inebriated son.ā āOh, thatās rather charitable of her."
