friends, this is now an archived blog. you can use the jilytober url and have jilytober if you’d like and organize away. go forth and stop asking if i’m gonna do jilytober again.
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how this works:
- april’s theme is disney!jily e.g. mermaid lily rescues prince james, beauty and the beast with the marauders stuck as talking furniture, lily as a kickass mulan, sleeping beauty!james, etc.
- everyone will create a jily graphic/fic based around the theme.
- i’ll match everyone into pairs of (vaguely) equal skill level.
- you’ll have until the end of the month to post your creation.
how to enter:
- reblog this post until march 31st!
- (optional) follow the jily challenge blog.
- [you must have a gifs/edits or writing tag (depending on what you’re planning on contributing) OR put what you plan to create in the tags i.e. #writing, #edits]
when posting:
- tag your partner and #jilychallenge (no space) within the first five tags.
- your caption must include:
JILY CHALLENGE | @yoururl vs @yourpartner theme + prompt
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JILY CHALLENGE | @cuartist vs @pdmapatil social media au theme + "We’re two popular Youtubers everyone ships together despite never having met and/or hating each other. Want to work together and increase both our audiences?“
I went pretty literal with it but I had a fun time playing with watercolors?
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Harry found this lost Muggle photograph of his parents when his own daughter was 7 years old. He doesn’t know who took it.
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MURDERED. r e m e m b e r e d.
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Anonymous asked:
Jily AU: Your photos keep showing up on my iPhone, and the internet helped me track you down. Now we’re kind of celebrities, and also I think you’re hot. (Inspired by "I Followed My Stolen iPhone Across The World, Became A Celebrity In China, And Found A Friend For Life" on Buzzfeed)
The article can be found here. I recommend it. It’s a wild ride. Some liberties were taken with the prompt.
Because James is a fucking idiot, his phone gets stolen.
He knows he’s a rowdy drunk and he knows the three word mantra any university student needs when they go out (‘phone-cash-keys’) but Sirius has bet that he can take more Jägerbombs than James and he’s never been able to back down from a challenge. He doesn’t even think twice about whether his phone is in the pocket of his jeans or his coat, the latter of which he leaves at the table. He swears Peter is sitting there when he leaves, but when he comes back ten minutes later and a whole lot dizzier, the table is empty, coat and all.
He and Sirius find Peter later, crouched over a toilet and heaving with Remus patting his back. James has the decency to wait until his friend is done vomiting to ask, “Pete, d’you have my phone?”
If possible, Peter gets greener. “Sorry,” is all he gets out before shaking his head and clutching his stomach.
Peter ends up feeling worse about the whole thing than James does. James is upset to have lost all his pictures and apps, and he’s livid at the wanker who decided to grab his phone, but ultimately, he can afford a new phone and he can take new pictures, so in a few months he’ll likely get over it. But Peter insists that because James left his phone with him, it’s Peter who owes him a new one.
James attempts to refuse. Peter doesn’t have the kind of money to replace his phone, and James isn’t about to put that on him.
“My friend Dung knows how to get an iPhone for dirt cheap,” Peter claims, and reluctantly, James agrees.
And so it begins.
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I painted some Autumn Jily joy :)
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hello there! welcome to our first event here on @jilysnet!! our wonderful banner was created by hayden @whompingwillowss :) christine @officialjily and i @lilyeavens are so delighted to show you our plans so let’s get started!!
in case you didn’t know, september was kind of like our set up month. we’ve been planning some great stuff and getting used to the hustle and bustle of school but we’re here for a great, exciting jilytober!!
each of the four weeks this october will be filled with awesome creations. we’re really getting all hyped up to celebrate jily for our first ever creations/events on this net, right in time for jilytober.
since we will be sobbing the majority of the month, we tried to pick some cheery, fall themed events to brighten up our days and keep the feels happy. feel free to interpret the prompt/theme however you want to! this is about your touch on jily creations :) we tried to keep the themes kind of vague so create whatever you want :) you can create as many creations as you would like to.
week 1 (sunday, october 1 - saturday, october 7) the theme for the very first week of jilytober is “scaring/pranks” week 2 (sunday, october 8 - saturday, october 14) for the second week, we decided to go for the theme of “decorations” week 3 (sunday, october 15 - saturday, october 21) keeping spirits light as we approach the dreaded day, we chose the theme “costumes” week 4 (sunday, october 22 - saturday, october 28) too close to october 31, we decided to go for a classic “if they lived au” theme week 5 (sunday, october 29 - tuesday, october 31) since this a short week, we decided to go with a “freebie” week where there is no theme
we’re so excited to see what our members have to create and are delighted to present our refurbished net to the world with our first event! we hope you enjoy all of the creations and fun we have planned for this october :)
members, please tag your creations with #jilysnet. also!!! please check the discord #events channel for more updates on jilytober as the month goes on :) if you have any questions contact christine and/or i on discord or tumblr. we check both everyday :)
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jily - he was james fleamont potter. she was lily marie evans. he was a disaster. she was a masterpiece. but they were the most beautiful mess ever created.
Anonymous asked:
is jilytober happening this year? if so, im so excited!!
Anyone's welcome to post ofc! I'm about to graduate college, so I don't think I'm gonna be able to do anything organized but if I see something on my TL i might reblog it or if you tag the blog or submit something I'll post it. Have fun sweeties! Don't cry too much (but if you do, hydrate!)
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you may think your fandom is extra but us here in the jily fandom dedicate a whole month to just crying about james and lily’s potter death
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Fourth James and Lily Week
Hello everyone! (Yes, this is really happening) As usual, before I start talking about the themes I’d like to thank you all for participating on the three other weeks I’ve promoted a few (okay, a lot of) years back, they were wonderful and this one wouldn’t be happening without your support back then.
This week is canon based and focuses mostly on “Jily’s Firsts”. There’s a theme alternative on each day and, as usual, you may choose to do whichever one you prefer or both. The Third Canon Week will start on February 27th and it’ll end on March 5th.
Special thanks to Nai and Han for literally everything, without them this week wouldn’t be happening.
Day 1: Monday - 27/02/17
- First Meeting
- Pranks
Day 2: Tuesday - 28/02/17
- First fight
- Letter Writing
Day 3: Wednesday - 01/03/17
- First kiss
- Quidditch
Day 4: Thursday - 02/03/17
- First date
- Engagement
Day 5: Friday - 03/03/17
- First time meeting the family
- Wedding
Day 6: Saturday - 04/03/17
- First time
- Pregnancy
Day 7: Sunday - 05/03/17
- First battle
- Death of a loved one
Guide:
Type of posts: You may do whatever you feel like doing: fanfiction, graphics, gifs, drawings, etc.
Tagging system: You must tag your work with as “Jily Week 3” and “Jily” (make sure these are on the first 5 tags because otherwise it won’t appear!), after that you may tag whatever you like.
IF PARTICIPATING -WITH THE WRITING, GRAPHIC MAKING, ETC- LIKE AND/OR REBLOG THIS POST (OBLIGATORY) AND LEAVE ME A MESSAGE HERE LETTING ME KNOW SO I CAN ADD YOU TO THE PARTICIPANTS PAGE (OPTIONAL).
Canon Information (please read):
If you have any doubts or suggestions feel free to message me on the Jily Week blog or my personal one.
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when the world comes tumbling down (i’ll stand with you)
i. things you said at 1 am
[did no one ever tell you about the boy? (who fell in love and told it to the world)] ao3
An article in the morning’s paper had declared three squibs dead in a suspicious attack near Diagon Alley, possibly linked to last week’s murder of ten muggles. Marlene had read it out, voice trembling slightly, as Lily pushed porridge around her bowl and stared into the table. No one had said anything, their silence only interrupted when a second year tried to stand up from the neighbouring table and tripped over the bench, sprawling to the floor. Lily had used it as an excuse to leave, jumping up and helping him to stand, smiling softly at him. By the time Lily sat down again Mary had begun to complain about the five foot Care of Magical Creatures essay she had been set and the article wasn’t brought up again.
That night once everyone’s breath has slowed and Dorcas has begun to snore, Lily grabs a jumper, steps into some slippers and sneaks downstairs to the common room. She can’t sleep, she knows she can’t. All day the words have been spinning in her head, the bodies of three squibs were found yesterday afternoon in a muggle-owned block of flats in London, close to the popular and famous pub, The Leaky Cauldron. These days there’s a murder or missing persons report almost every other week, hidden away in the Prophet behind the front page news as if that will make the reality disappear. Aurors on the scene refused to provide comment but the Ministry of Magic released an official statement in the evening acknowledging the attack, identifying the victims and stating that “everything in their power was being done to find the attacker”.
She doesn’t realise she’s crying until she tastes salt and then she jerks her hand to her face, brushing the tears away because she should not be crying. It is not her loss to mourn and besides, she’s strong, stronger than crying in an empty common room in front of a dying fire at one in the morning. Behind her, someone clears their throat. Lily is definitely stronger than crying in a now obviously less than empty common room. She whips her head around and stares at the intruder.
It’s James Potter.
Of course it is. It wouldn’t be truly embarrassing for Lily if it was anyone else. Merlin, she hates the universe sometimes.
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Hi everyone! Welcome to fyeahjamesandlily’s first annual jily secret santa!
What is a Jily Secret Santa, you may ask? Basically, everyone who agrees to take part will be paired up with someone else from the jily fandom in order to create a gift for them and promote the holiday spirit.
How to apply:
- check out our secret santa page for a full list of rules and guidelines
- fill out this short application form (apps close Nov. 4th 11:59pm EST)
- participants will receive their assignments by Nov. 8th
- all gifts must be submitted to our blog by December 22nd
You will be expected to create some sort of content, be it fanfiction, graphics, fanart, fanmix, gifsets, poetry, depending on what your assignment requests, as well as a list of tropes they will like to see. If you cannot fulfill your assignment for any reason in particular, please alert us immediately.
Gifts will begin to be posted on December 25th, with the intended receiver tagged/ notified. All participants and their gifts will be revealed on December 30th. (full schedule can be found here)
Follow this blog, or shoot us a message if you’re unclear about anything. You are also welcome to track/ search the ‘#jily secret santa’ tag for more information.
Happy holidays!
~the fyeahjamesandlily team
LAST DAY TO SIGN UP!
i uploaded some submissions that i hadn’t realized were in my inbox, so sorry for the delay!
thanks to everyone who contributed and celebrated (read: cried) along to jilytober <3
Lily Heard James Fall
Lily Heard James Fall happiness can be found In 1978, they were on a raid. Lily had his hand grasped in hers for one last moment, even though it was utterly against the rules to be on an Auror mission with your fiancé. But honestly, it was Halloween and they’d been perfectly content in their flat in London, giving out sweets to the Muggle children in their costumes when the silvery bear had burst into their living room and spoke in the voice of Mad-Eye Moody. So they’d put out a note in the bowl of candies, instructing the takers to please only take one, thank you, have a good night, and Lily had found their uniforms hanging in the closet they used for laundry while James sorted out the wards on their flat. Together, then, they had hurried into Muggle London, past the pubs filled with revelers and the hundreds of costumed, horribly, terribly innocent children. James tapped the bricks behind the Leaky Cauldron and they ducked into the eerie silence of Diagon Alley, where every witch and wizard knew that darkness was a forbidden hour if you wished to keep yourself above the ground and out of the hands of Death Eaters. They were just seventeen, then, and that night they faced Voldemort himself with Lily’s hand wrapped in James’ and hope in their hearts and spells on their lips, and they won, even though half their fellow Aurors became casualties that night in some Muggle village far from home. do not pity the dead In 1979, they were at the Potter’s vacation home in northern Wales. Lily was laughing, and James was smiling, and they were perched on the roof with a thick blanket round their shoulders. The sky was the deep colour of pitch, scattered with stars, and James had just told her some horrific pickup line about how much he loved her, involving counting all the stars in the sky. And even though it was perfectly ridiculous, it really was sweet and so Lily pressed a kiss to his lips, sitting there on the roof of the mansion. Halloween had never been better, in her opinion, and James agreed too, at least until they saw the dark figures on the lawn. A quick Cushioning Charm and they were on the grass far below, having jumped hand-in-hand. But it was too late, as the Death Eaters broke in, headed by Voldemort himself. They followed, of course, but by the time they escaped the curses scattered around the doorway, meant to stop any rescuers, the house was lit in flashing strobes and the radio had turned itself to tortured screaming as Charlus and Everly Potter fell as if in slow motion, and their son followed, dropping to his knees on the marble in the agony that always followed the three syllables of Crucio. And as Lily dragged him to safety, her tears fell too, the only innocence left in that house on Halloween 1979. She dropped to the ground on the grass outside, she couldn’t make James come any further, and together they cried as lights flashed green through the windows, twice, and as the house was set aflame to burn a vivid golden, and as the beautiful black of the sky was marred by the emerald snake emerging from an emerald skull. They were eighteen that night when Voldemort screamed their names through the woods, promising them all manner of torture as James’ childhood burnt down behind him. forget to live In 1980, they had a child, tucked into their cottage in Godric’s Hallow. Harry James Potter was all that was right with the world for his young parents, barely adults themselves. And James wanted out, out of everything except for this, out of his own skin even if it meant he could end the day and the memories and maybe (most definitely) he thought of picking up his wand and whispering obliviate. Besides, wasn't that the point of Halloween, to forget who you were for a little while? Lily disagreed and so on Halloween of 1980 they screamed at each other until they were hoarse. They screamed and screamed and then neither of them could have said who was crying first (it certainly wasn't the baby) but by the second slip of silver down her face and the third glinting in his eyelashes they were tangled in each other because war wasn't about tearing each other apart and watching silver tears fall, it was about being torn apart and watching scarlet that once scrolled through veins and limbs and living breathing beings flow over floors and ceilings and leaves and everything except where it was supposed to be. And so they faced midnight that night with pain in their hearts because someone with red eyes and the voice of the devil had stuck a knife in and twisted by starting this war and now they had so much more to fight for. Because Lily didn't even care about the blood in her veins and James didn't worry about that in his. It was about the other and their son and god one day they would see Voldemort gone if it was the last thing they did. pity the living In 1981, they floated in some sort of odd interim, because they had both agreed they wouldn't fight, they couldn't fight on this day, and so Lily watched the windows for children passing by and James watched their child and they watched each other. Unlike 1978, no call came. Unlike 1979, no one else died. Unlike 1980, there wasn't a single word of strife when the door burst open and everything golden turned green and black and evil. There wasn't a single choice when Lily swept their baby into her arms. When James stared at a man so afraid of death that he gave it to everyone but himself. When Lily fled even though so many months ago she had promised to make sure the demon (standing in her living room like any normal guest) died. She had no choice, she told herself as she ran because for once the devil was actually behind her. And so there was no choice when Lily heard James die. even in the darkest of times Author’s Note 10/30/16 Written for the Writers Anonymous Halloween Challenge. Thank you for reading, make sure to eat some chocolate, and we will all get through tomorrow together.