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@tsukin0usagi
This is what it’s like to be an adult.
in the english dub she say “-just one more good sob - OKAY I’M READY” and that’s pretty accurate too.
During a layover in New York airline Captain James Potter meets passenger Lily Evans and the snowstorm leaves both Brits in an Empire State of Mind that could end with the two strangers falling in love faster than the snow falling onto the city that never sleeps.
“This is your captain speaking,” the voice came over the plane’s speaker and pierced through Lily Evans’ headphones as she listened to The Hunger Games on audiobook.
Lily pulled an earpiece from her ear and listened as the plane captain told her and the fifty other passengers on the airline the bad news. They’d been circling New York City for an hour, waiting for permission to land after a freak storm left all incoming traffic blind. The air coming from the vents above Lily was cold and dry. She itched her nose as she leaned over the aisle to look around. The other passengers were quiet listening to the Captain speak.
“Unfortunately it seems the snowstorm is forecasted to stay over New York until the afternoon tomorrow.” The chorus of moans could probably be heard all the way to the front cabin because there was a slightly awkward chuckle before the pilot continued, “Ladies and gentleman if I could turn into a magical wielding human and magic away the snow, I would,” he sounded exasperated and Lily smirked into her hand as the overweight man next to her grumbled about unprofessionalism, “But unfortunately we are all going to have a layover in New York until tomorrow afternoon. I’ll be back momentarily with an update on our landing time.”
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Any college HC with Jily?
James was in the known fraternity oncampus, captain of the football team, all around jock
Lily was working for theschool paper, one of her first big projects was to write about thefootball team’s life, who they were off the field
She expected James to be this huge dickbut when she met him he was the biggest dork who fumbled over hiswords trying to talk to her
“A paper? On me? Like my life outsidefootball? Will this be like an interview? I’m so horrible withinterviews – oh fuck I probably smell gross right now, you see I’vebeen practicing football. Oh of course you already know that, youwere watching me. Wait fuck you were watching me. Shit I can say I’mway better than what you seen, I only tripped because Sirius wassending me stupid faces to distract me and just so we’re clear hereI’m not dating Sirius even though everyone thinks we are, not gay atall, not that I have a problem with gay people though. I mean my bestfriend is the gayest person I know and fuck I’m just rambling here”
Lily could only laugh loudly when Jamesfinally shut up, after that she changed her mind about James being apossibly huge cocky football player
James found out Lily blushed a prettynice red whenever he complimented her writing, it was the one thingshe was beyond passionate about
The first time Lily came to James’sroom in the frat house everyone burst out with “So you’re Lily”
And she found stacks of comic books inJames’s room, the one thing besides football that he was obsessedwith
After her paper about the footballplayers life was done, neither James or Lily could find it inthemselves to stop hanging around with each other
They didn’t kiss until a year afterbecoming friends
Lily made it quite obvious she wantedto kiss James months before they did but James was an oblivious idiot
So one night while she was listening toJames ramble on about one of his comic books she just came out andsaid it “I’d like to kiss you”
“You – what? Like lip on lip? I’dlike that too, I’ve liked you for awhile. You’re pretty and funny andreally fucking pretty -” She cut him off before he spent an hour ontelling her how pretty he thought she was
They soon became the power couple, thecouple everyone was talking about
“They’re just so cute” “The wayJames looks at Lily when she isn’t looking at him” “They’re so inlove with each other”
Happy Jilytober! Haven’t written anything for a while, so here’s this. From this website “So, am I under arrest or not?”
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Out of the hundreds of stupid things Lily did in university half of them were in her dorm first year and the other half were when she visited America for St. Patrick’s Day. She’d never once been caught, and she’d never once had anyone know about them that weren’t immediate, close friends. Her phone actually stored albums upon albums of videos and photos from those nights–and sometimes days–that Lily had spent making a mess of herself.
But she was careful. None of them were on iCloud. She didn’t show them off like trophies. She even had her photos, along with her phone, password protected. A little overly cautious probably, but she wanted to be the next Prime Minister. And quite frankly, would rather not have a David Cameron sized school scandal on her hands.
This particular Sunday morning, Lily woke up in a flat she didn’t recognize on a couch in a shirt she had no idea who it belonged to. Her phone–thank god, Jesus and all the saints–was on the table in front of her, already lit up from notifications. She cringed, reaching for it.
Mar: Lils where r u?
Alice: U forgot your coat at the pub. i grabbed it dont worry.
Mar: Hot boy twelve o’ clock
Mary: Alice and I are safe home! Be smart.
Mar: Drunk sex bad or good????
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five things you know and the one thing you don’t (x, x)
Someone asked me to describe home and I started talking about your hair color and the sound of your voice and the taste of your lips and how your skin feels like. Until I realized they had expected to hear a place. (insp.)
Lorelai Gilmore, disappointing mothers since 1968.
WHOOMP THERE IT IS
Spot on.
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I’m sure you’ve already seen this but
This is the most horrifically acurate political satire cartoon of the year
This isn’t even satire, this is something Donald Trump actually described himself doing, on multiple occasions. He’d walk in on the girls changing to watch them and got away with it because he owned the pageant.
Jily fic where one is an artist so they're staring and the other notices so they snottily say "care to paint a picture?" And the other is like yeah please
Thanks so much for the prompt, Anon! ^_^ Here you go!
James Potter decided that he had deserved a break. He’d beentaking notes diligently for over half an hour, and had made good progress onhis course assignment. Once he was done with this tediousness of findingsources and doing his background research, he could actually get started on thewriting part. He closed the lid of his laptop and got up from his chair, makingsure the chair legs didn’t scrape against the floor. He rolled his shoulders ashe navigated between the tall shelves.
After a trip to the bathroom, he returned to his cornertable at the university’s library, fully intending to be productive for a goodwhile longer. But a figure sitting by a window table, bent over a book, caughthis eye and all thoughts of any course assignments fled from James’ brain.
She was frowning a little in concentration and biting on herlower lip, errant tendrils of wavy dark red hair falling to frame her face.There was a splash of freckles on her shoulder, bared by the loose neckline ofher over-sized jumper. James swallowed, his throat suddenly dry, and slowlyslumped back into his chair. The warm yellow rays of the sun seemed to lend heran almost ethereal glow and his hand were itching, reaching for his messengerbag before he even realised it.
For a brief moment, he considered snapping a quick picture,but in the hushed silence of the library the click of the shutter could beheard just as easily as a pin being dropped, so he promptly gave up on thatidea. Besides, a photograph wouldn’t be enough; he wanted to do more than that,better than that.
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20. Snowed in AU
I was supposed to post this a couple days ago, oops. It was a lot of fun to write though and it was almost twice as long because I just kept writing. Anyway, this prompt got the second most votes!
Lily collapsed against the door when she had finally finished bringing all of her shit into the cabin. It was bloody cold outside and she was so tired, having worked almost seventy hours this week and all she wanted to do was get drunk on someone else’s wine with her friends and forget that she was going to have another week just like this one when she went back to the city on Monday.
The cabin wasn’t exactly small, but it was cozy, the front door led down a small hallway and then it opened up to the kitchen. The living room opened up around the kitchen, and the dining area was on the left. Everything was made of wood and stone and Lily loved it all. She was so glad that Marlene’s cousin had let them stay here.
An hour later, she had claimed the nice room with its own private bathroom, a treat she thought she deserved having been the first to arrive, found a nice knit blanket and wrapped herself up on the couch and was halfway through her first glass of wine.
“Fucking snow!” Lily jumped, almost spilling the wine and turned to see James Potter slamming the front door behind him, his head and shoulder completely covered in snow. James was Marlene’s cousin, the bloke who was letting them borrow the cabin. He wasn’t Lily’s least favorite person, but he definitely wasn’t her favorite either. But most importantly, he wasn’t supposed to be here.
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Omg your blog is perfection luv it hun Jily for life If you are still taking prompts, can you do either single dad James meets Lily or single mom Lily meets James? Thx
I did both in one. Single Mum Lily meets Single Dad James. Also, I find that if I’m complimented enough, I’ll do just about anything ;)
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The morning had started out hectic enough. Lily had dropped one half of her last pair of earing down the drain, burned herself while trying to make breakfast for her and Grace, and then while she was driving Grace to daycare, her three year old daughter got sick and threw up all over herself, her clothes, her car seat, and the car door.
So, Lily had called off work, cleaned up copious amounts of vomit, took her kid to the doctors and was now Lily was standing in (a very long) line at the pharmacy waiting for her daughter’s medication. This was the life of a single mum.
Grace was babbling on about something or other, her fever making her a bit delirious and she was completely nonsensical. She had her head on Lily’s shoulder and her limbs were hanging all about, holding onto a Bambi stuffed toy in one hand and a knit blanket in the other. Lily’s arm had fallen asleep ten minutes ago, but she wasn’t going to try and move her because she was almost asleep, and a sick sleeping child was always better than a sick awake child.
Grace was finally nodding off when there was a piercing scream coming from two isles over. It was baby scream, and it did not stop for an uncomfortable amount of time, Lily found herself muttering ‘breathe’ under her breath and finally, it ceased for a moment, only to start back up again. Grace didn’t seem at all upset by this, and had actually managed to fall asleep despite the screaming. Lily gently set her down in her stroller and covered her up.
“That’s rather rude, don’t you think?” One of the older women in front of Lily turned to ask her.
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19. Our Grandmother’s are trying to set us up AU
Gah, I put this one on the list thinking that no one would vote for it and then it ended up getting the most votes, and then it actually ended up being really fun to write this so thanks for voting for it everyone
Lily had been going over to her grandmother’s house every Sunday morning for breakfast since she was little. After her parents passed away, she continued to do this, only now she came by herself, as her sister had moved north with her husband and that was all the family Lily had. Her sister and her paternal grandmother.
Anita Evans was a strong and opinionated woman, her trust and admiration was hard won, but she’d always had a soft spot for her quirky and idealistic granddaughter. She was proud of Petunia of course, she had married well and she had gone to uni and, well, that was enough for any grandmother to be proud, but Lily and her had a special bond. Everything that Lily did excited Anita, from going away to boarding school and becoming Head Girl to learning to drive and running errands for her.
Her grandmother had lived on the same plot of land her entire life, and while the surrounding area had changed, even since Lily had been alive, the inside of the house never seemed to change. And so, Lily was surprised when she came over one Sunday morning in the middle of August, to find that her grandmother’s drapes in the kitchen had changed from a pale yellow, to a bright floral print. When Lily commented on them, her grandma smiled.
“Oh yes, that’s my new neighbor’s influence.” She said, and now Lily had to narrow her brow because her grandmother hated new neighbors. She liked Mr. Gary, who had lived three doors down for nearly five decades, and she enjoyed Angelina Rosewood’s company every now and then as the girls had grown up together, but that was about it. Everyone else on her street was an interloper as far as she was concerned. “Her grandson helped us put them up, he’s quite a looker. Most polite boy your age I’ve ever met too.”
And that was the first Lily Evans heard of James Potter.
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I DON’T EVEN CARE IF I’VE REBLOGGED THIS BEFORE
Its surreal because this entire generation can probably quote half of those movies word for word, and for them it’s like, ‘Oh I remember saying that line five years ago!’
Today Harry James Potter is sitting at his desk, avoiding the date on the calendar as much as he can, each quill he holds breaks because he’s gripping it too tightly.
Today Ginny Potter runs into work out of breathe because Harry forgot to wake her up and she is so late. She takes a second to situate herself and catch her breathe when the daily prophet lands with a thud on her desk and the date on the page nearly burns into her skin.
Today Ron Weasley refuses to come into work. He spends the day kissing Rose and Hugo as often as they let him. He visits his Mum and his brother, because even if they say otherwise, he knows they need him.
Today Hermione Weasley-Granger keeps stoic as tiny disputes over land enter the court, it’s only during her lunch break does she go into a stall and sob for those who didn’t get to live to see what constitutes a “real issue” these days.
Today Neville Longbottom visits his parents with Hannah by his side; he retells the story of what happened 18 years ago to them like he does every year. Alice squeezes his hand through every moment of it.
Today Draco Malfoy watches Scorpius play outside with one of his dozens of brooms. He watches his child’s face light up as he smiles, racing to catch the snitch that is always just a bit out of reach. The scars on his chest twinge as he swears that he will never allow his son to make the same mistakes he did.
Today Luna Scamander is in the jungles of Brazil accompanied by her husband and two young sons. She watches as pixies jump from branch to branch, and her eyes sparkle with amusement as one of them lands on Lysander who giggles at her touch and tries to grab at the creature with his chubby fists.
Today Dennis Creevey closes his shop for the day. He apparates to his home and looks at the picture of his brother laughing. Why he grew old and Colin didn’t he will never truly understand.