jiilys fic masterlist

hi everyone! just to clarify, this isnt a complete list of everything ive ever done on here. ive been writing on here since i was 13  so some things are Very Very Terrible Bad, and i couldnt take actually linking them for fear people would actually read them. you can find them all if you scroll back far enough in my writing tag. however, i have included a decent amount of bad fic, because some people still like them but also bc sometimes you write bad stuff and you dont die and (hopefully) just get a bit better. For the record, my favourites are in italics. thank you all for everything.

basics: writing tag  ao3 page headcannon tag 

thank you so much, i have so much love for tender objects, truly a fic i will think of fondly forever and not just because the title is actually semi decent. ghost lily till we die!

thank you so much, this is so nice i dont know what to do. love u!!

worthy punishments

aka good crimes part two: plague edition 

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“Coffee?” Sirius to Lily, who looked barely human on the living room floor.

“Absolutely.”

“Decaf?”

“Shit-head.”

“How was the break through?” Sirius, putting the jug on, leaning against the kitchen cabinets.

“It wasn’t one. I just had to write a thousand words to figure that out.”

“Grim.” Sirius said, half listening.

“Undeniably. Good sleep?”

“Spent most of the night trying to find a weed dealer who delivers.”

“On Incognito I hope?”

“Obviously. MI-6 isn’t catching me.”

“Find anyone?”

“A few. Also an acid guy.”

“No acid.”

“Well, we’ll obviously do coffee first–“

“We are not dropping acid locked inside during a pandemic. We’ll kill each other.”

“I’m telling you,” Sirius, pulling out two cups, half clean, “maybe acid will give you the thesis break through–“

“Christ–“

“For your studies, Evans–“

“Stop trying to pitch me on acid before coffee.”

“After coffee?”

Lily groaned. Sirius stirred the coffees with a fork, looking at her expectantly.

She considered. “How good is the pitch?”

“There’s a Powerpoint.”

She sat up, “Really?”

“Okay, no, but listen,” Sirius, walking over with the overfull coffees, liquid slopping out, “Just drink this first.”

//

They both set lockdown goals. Lily wanted to write ten thousand words before it was over. Sirius wanted to learn to light a cigarette off their electric stove. When asked to pick another goal, Sirius said his second goal was to complete his first goal.

read the rest on ao3 

god, this message, i could fucking cry. i could stand on my porch and wail forever. i cannot tell you how grateful i am and how nice this was to read. writing is so lonely except it isnt because of stuff like this, and also because james and lily and sirius are just behind the door, always waiting around, joking about something stupid. all i did was write it down. i'm so glad it was real for you, it felt like that for me. we're in this together. i hope good crimes 2 is everything you want, i hope you think it's good. this is going to sound crazed but i remember writing lily with her boots in the sink, years and years ago. i am so glad that stuck with someone else like it stuck with me. both of us tied together by one image from years ago. thank you forever

love to you always!! not to expose my life or anything but flagpole was an old nickname i had, years ago, that i thought sounded decent enough to use because i used to change the name of this blog a lot and wanted something consistent (officialhoneydukes shoutout!! who remembers her!!!)

thank you of loving neck of the woods, i wrote all that stuff late at night and deranged, kind of like now!!

have a good one xxx

going to shamelessly use this to tell everyone the playlist/songs i wrote good crimes part 2 on, even though no one will even be able to read it until i finish manually fixing all the italics on ao3:

this is so nice i went back to find and read that fic because forgot i wrote that!! i love it when people say specific stuff they loved like this because then i get to go back and relive it, espically stuff from this long ago!! wow that robbers au was forever ago. i know that you too can be this funny, even the way you phrased this made me laugh. jokes baby!!

thank you so much!! wishing you all the best. i recently saw that ‘Gasolina’ became the first reggaeton hit to be put in National Recording Registry and also thought of that dear boy. also thought of @kwonhozhi who came up with that bit in the first place. so much love in one stupid song!!!

now MY chest hurts, what a thing. thank you forever

what an honour, my god i am so lucky. thank you for your time!! also this message. i love it when i hear people have escape this wretched website but still have to circle back to some stuff. same!!

this is so kind, thank you so much. also dont worry jiilys will still be around!! i coud never delete this blog it has too much of me in it

you have no idea how happy this makes me, thank you forever

oh my god jayne i love you so much. SO MUCH. literally i was thinking of your superhero au the OTHER DAY. im drinking a glass of wine and am FULL OF LOVE AT THIS MESSAGE. i will write forever purely because you told me too!!!!!