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 donât know what to say // jily, canon compliant, slow burn, hogwarts 6th & 7th year, wip Itâs not as though anyone else will be awake at whatever ungodly hour it is anyway. Heâs 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 itâs 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 âOh, come on," James says, grinning. "I know you know who I am." Something strange flashes across her face. âIs that so?â He drops into the open seat across from her and gestures toward his face, smiling widely. âThis doesnât ring any bells?â âYourâŠface,â she clarifies slowly.
one more time now, with feeling // jily, second chances, fake dating, fww, 191k âWhy us?â âIf memory serves,â Dumbledore says, with a gentle, knowing smile, âyou two were once rather good friends.â Lily feels something twist painfully in her stomach. Dumbledoreâs gaze moves pointedly toward James. âAnd forgive an old manâs nostalgia, James, but I seem to recall you having quite a profound affection for Miss Evans at some point during your time at Hogwarts.â His blue eyes twinkle slightly, corners crinkling behind his half-moon glasses. âWhether that holds true today, I cannot sayâbut I find that such history can be remarkably persuasive when circumstances require...believability.â
fever dream high // jily, failed fwb (sorta), summer before 7th yr, 43k The detailâhis red ears, the tremor in his movementsâlodges 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 sheâs the only thing in the room worth noticing⊠Huh.
tripping and falling are mostly the same // fleamont x euphemia (fleamia?), marriage of convenience, friends-to-lovers, 1930s, 36k âThat was rude of me,â Fleamont says, wincing slightly. âIt was,â she agrees without hesitation, raising an eyebrow. His shoulders drop a fraction. âI didnât expect to see you here.â âEvidently,â she says dryly.
stumbling, though, is not so quick // fleamia, through the years, fertility issues, pureblood politics, 20k Sheâs lost the baby, she hears a healer explain. Baby? Fleamontâs voice cracks, startled and full of disbelief. What baby? Thereâs a tugging at her clothes, a wand pressed lightly against her abdomen. A potion that tastes dreadful. Gentle murmurings surround herâFleamontâs voice, a healerâs, maybe even her motherâs. It couldnât be her motherâs, but part of her aches for it to be. And thenâ 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) âSo,â she says after a moment, her voice light, âis this a thing you do? Invite girls to kill themselves on a run after you find them crying. Or am I special?" Sirius laughs. Itâs a sharp sound, almost surprised, but it makes her stomach loosen. âYouâre special,â he says dryly, finally turning to look at her properly. He watches her for a beat longer than she expects, like heâs searching for something in her faceâsome answer she doesnât know how to give. Whatever it is, he seems to find it.
just before dawn // platonic lilypad, fww, canon compliant âYou canât just sneak into someoneâs house and steal their baby." Sirius looks up, his dark eyes glinting with exhaustion but holding a stubborn edge. âThis isnât just some baby. This is Harry,â 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 canât look away. James Potter is here.
amenable parameters // jily, canon compliant, seventh yr âTruth or dare, Lil?â âDare,â she replies without hesitation, leaning back into the worn leather booth. âObviously.â Hestiaâs eyes gleam. âGo snog Potter.â
here lies // jily, canon compliant, seventh yr, established relationship, potter fam âWere we expecting you?â He looks slightly horrified, as if heâs forgotten an important appointment, and turns to his wife for help. âIâm sorry ifâ âNo, dear.â Euphemia shakes her head, moving toward him and running a smoothing hand through his mop of messy, white hair. âLily here was just depositing our highly inebriated son.â âOh, thatâs rather charitable of her."
