pop star lily

"good summer, so far?" asks james.

"it's okay, considering," lily answers honestly. "you?"

"'s'alright. considering what?"

"the state of things in general. more attacks, the protests, purists on the wizengamot..."

he slams a jar back on the shelf, startling her. "oh — sorry... yeah, that's — yeah. it really sucks. it's been infuriating. and i bet it's even — i can't even begin to imagine what it's like for you. i'm sorry."

"ah, i'm alright, more or less. personally faring okay. just, you know, reading the papers has been... terrible."

"god. anything i can do at all?"

"make me a pureblood?"

"that's sad as fuck, evans."

she chuckles. "yeah, no. i didn't really mean that."

"i mean, i can make you a potter, but a pureblood, no."

"you can make me a potter?"

"i — " there's a brief moment where he just looks at her and presumably debates on whether or not to backtrack. because of course lily knows what it meant. of course she knows the implication; she just can't believe he'd be so upfront with it. she remembers christmas — i want to be your friend, if that's okay, his dreamy smile in the firelight — and expects him to wave the whole potter thing off as a joke now, turn it into some clever wordplay, but — "well, yeah," he just plows on, decidedly matter-of-fact. "if we get married, you can become one."

she was going to fluster him. but he beat her to it and now she doesn't quite know what to say. she settles for okay, noted, a breathy rush of words, scratchy thing lodged in her throat. she looks away, pretends to check the price tag of the nearest jar. hundreds of frog eyes stare back at her.

james is quiet. when she steals a glance at him, he's biting his bottom lip, clearly trying to supress a smile.

"shut up," she says, breaking into a chuckle herself.

he laughs. "you turned so red," he says. "i'm so sorry."

"because who says that," she retorts. "who the fuck asks someone to marry them in an apothecary. at their place of work. like that."

"evans, i didn't ask you to marry me — "

"well good because that was such a lousyass proposal — "

"i'm insulted that you'd even think that's how i would propose — "

"how would you propose then?"

this seems to stump him, and lily thinks, hey, here's her moment of victory, this pause, a natural turn of the conversation wherein she finally has the upper hand. her turn to make him blush now. except she feels suddenly just as floundered. also — how the hell did they get so close? she takes a step back, having more room behind her, the flecks of light in his glasses still branded in her vision. he sags in an exhale, grip tight on the jars in his hands.

"not like that," he says, still smiling (thank god). when she looks up at him again, safe distance away, his gaze is intent, a serious, earnest way about him. "i wouldn't propose to you like that."

— bad day wall pt. 2 (read on ao3)

james and sirius have their insta chat theme set to love

in the universe where sirius is the first to find out that lily likes james — properly, seriously, undeniably fancies him — james has already expressed his desire to give up and move on and forget and other things along these lines. honestly sirius can't remember the exact details; he might have zoned out when the speech started to get a bit repetitive (which tends to happen during james's Lily Speeches TM). and, anyway, the relevant thing right now is just that at the end of that particular Lily Speech TM, james was like, no one remind me of her, okay, no one talk to me about her, i'm Moving On, i'm serious, which of course proceeded to derail them all because of course sirius had to go, no, i'm sirius actually. at that point the conversation had already gotten so convoluted and moot remus just opted to walk out, main point having been provided already (see: james is officially Moving On), dragging peter out of the room with him.

and, like, another factor to consider here, if you have a bit more time, is that the whole fucked up prank thing with snape is still kind of fresh-ish around this time. remus and sirius just started talking again. james is no longer looking at sirius with that gut-wrenching Look Of Doubt. (unbeknowst to sirius currently, this will be his brain's reference for vivid nightmares years later, when he's in azkaban and there's nothing else to do but bask in another fuck-up. the biggest one of his life. the Royal Fuck-Up, if you will, so big all his other fuck-ups might as well have not existed at all in their littleness.)

(but that's later.)

All three generations 🤍

Featherlight kisses [James Potter x Reader] - Requested

Title: Featherlight kisses Pairing: James Potter x Reader Word count: 1.2k Published: 11 June 2021 Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore Summary: Spending some alone-time with your boyfriend is rare, so when you finally have the opportunity to enjoy his presence without needing to share it with others, you plan to make it count, regardless of James finding it fun to deny his kisses from you. Request: [x] Prompts requested by @awritingtree for my celebration event.

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Battle of Swords; 2.9k followers and 1st anniversary celebration event

James was leaning against the headboard of his bed in his dormitory as you laid your back against his chest. His arms wrapped around your shoulders, his head falling in the crook of your neck, his breathing tickling your soft skin. It was an idyllic moment, calm and soft, unlike most of your days. James was always busy with quidditch or pranking students with Sirius, Remus and Peter, but for once it was only the two of you.

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To all the authors I've included: thank you for writing awesome fics, I admire your work with all my heart ❤️

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⋙ Eyes on you by @lustsickforyou

⋙ I will if you kiss me by @slut4prongs

⋙ “No, please. Don't say that. You love her, not me” Part 2 Part 3 by @hello-everyfandom

⋙ Can't take my eyes off of you by @thatdammchickennugget

⋙ Is it chill that you're in my head? by @boneblushed

⋙ Till forever falls apart Part 2 by @priniya

⋙ A moment in the library by @heloisedaphnebrightmore

⋙ Wrong idea by @mentally-in-northern-italy

⋙ Pretty boy by @alwaysmoncheri

⋙ Mortal enemies by @curseofaphrodite

⋙ Truth or dare by @georgie-weasley

⋙ All of the @astonishment works - masterlist

⋙ Want this to be real by @thatdammchickennugget

⋙ Not ridiculous, you know Part 2 by @livinginshambles

⋙ I want to be loved first by @livinginshambles

⋙ All of @heloisedaphnebrightmore works - masterlist

⋙ I thought you'd be different by @livinginshambles

⋙ Wildest Dreams by @pretty-little-mind33

⋙ A Gryffindor's Grief by @empress-simps

⋙ Scars To Your Beautiful by @once-upon-an-imagine

⋙ Say It by @once-upon-an-imagine

Pairing: James Potter x Female Gryffindor!Reader

Summary: When Reader's best friend James requests her assistance capturing the attention of Lily Evans, the two decide to make some changes to their relationship. Sort of.

Warnings: fluff, best friends to lovers / fake dating (two superior tropes), not much of a slow burn (sorry guys), a healthy amount of pining, maybe a teeny bit of angst if you squint, a kiss, i think that's it this is like the softest thing i've ever written

Word Count: 5.1k

a/n: i'm sorryyyyyy !!! i'm sorry i ghosted you, i promise it was an accident ! i've been working a TON lately, but i finally found a bit of time to write and i missed it so much. i hope this was worth the wait ! let me know what you think. p.s. love u lots<3

There were three things in life of which you were certain.

The first is that, no matter how skeptical one may be, the sorting hat irrefutably knows best. Being sorted into Gryffindor on your first day at Hogwarts was the greatest thing that ever happened to you, it introduced you to the friends who became your family.

The second is that you will never, swear on Merlin’s beard, read a book you’ve borrowed from Remus in the bath; Some lessons are best learned after making mistakes.

Pairing: James Potter x Female Reader

Summary: The 3 times James tries to get the girl and the 1 time he finally does. Or In which James Potter is hopelessly in love with his best friend.

Warnings: so. much. pining., idiots to lovers, miscommunication(s), a dash of angst, some heavy kissing, james potter being the literal definition of boyfriendism

Word Count: 4.8k

a/n: hi ! james potter won the poll and i am so completely okay with it. i really intended for this to be angst but he's just SO boyfriend. this may be my favorite thing i've ever written and i really hope you enjoy it too ! p.s. i missed u guys lots and i'm so grateful you've stuck around after months of crickets from me. love u love u love u<3

(y/n).

Depending on who you asked, it was only a name. The name of a classmate, or a friend, or yourself, but only a name nonetheless.

Unless you asked James Potter.

It wasn’t only a name. Not to him. To James, it was everything.

Because it was your name.

sunbathing by the black lake | j. potter

pairing: james potter x childhood bsf!reader

a/n: my first time writing on this blog!! i have a childhood friends to lovers playlist on spotify if anyone wants to listen to it bc i have a feeling it’s all i’ll write abt lol would really appreciate some feedback! enjoy x

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There's no way to explain how the energy shifts when James is around. It simply does. Just like how you can feel the sun beating down on you right now. Hence, you can sense his approach without as much as a glance at him, your gaze continuing to drift across the notes Remus left for you in the margins of your essay.

James knows that, of course, as he strides across the grass towards you. You have never really talked about it, but seeing how he can also just tell when you're about to enter a room he's in, you both have made it a habit to not announce your presence. There's just no need.

So when he plops down next to you and rests his chin on your shoulder like it's his birthright, neither of you is surprised. In fact, it’s just right. Like puzzles slotting in perfectly.

For a few minutes, the world consists of birds chirping, a warm breeze, and the distant laughter of a group of Hufflepuff girls sitting a few paces away. You flip the page and let out a huff of laughter. James chuckles, his voice low and right next to your ear as he says, "Wouldn't be Moony if everything he touches didn't have a chocolate stain on it."

pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

she was so real for this

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@jilymicrofics | March Prompt #9 - Resentful | 244 words

Lily’s wedding was small. 

Only ten guests bore witness. She didn’t invite any relatives. Her dress was from the shop around the corner. Sirius cooked Mrs. Potter’s recipes. Remus set up a record player with an amplifier spell.

Maybe Lily should have been resentful. Petunia would have been livid. No bride wanted war to seep through her veil, staining the ceremony and leaving a terrible aftertaste. 

It’s not that Lily didn’t care. She knew she got a raw deal. This wasn’t the kind of love muggles tought their kids. A love that couldn’t save her. A love that might lead to ruin. A love that couldn’t fight fear or pain or death. 

There was a version of Lily and James without the war. They would have gotten together in the same way, bickering through school and a kiss late in the common room. But they would be free and young instead of trapped and tired. She would still melt into him with every kiss and he would still hog the covers. They would get to have friends over more and she could show James her childhood home. They would take their time. 

But this life hadn’t given her time.

Still, it had given her a man with a ferociously kind heart, messy hair, and beautiful eyes. It had given a love, a husband, for a small time. And while that would never be enough, marrying James Potter in any timeline felt like a miracle. 

Lily watching James give orders to the Gryffindor team (she likes it when he's bossy)