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People try to put down Jily because James was horrid to Sev and yes I agree.. but imagine being Lily.. your best friend betrays you for your oppressors who hate your very existence, your sister too hates you for your very existence and you seem to have no place where you are fully accepted. And then there's this dude who has always been an immature ass.. but who stands by you like a rock against those discriminating assholes.. this guy you've always hated is the one guarding your back as you guard his on the battlefield where you're outnumbered 20 to 1... this guy who could have carried on his shitty bullying habits into the future, but instead chose to fight against the monsters who want to eradicate you when your own best friend left you for them... this guy who loves every bit of you from the magic to the non-magic and to your very bones he worships the hell out of you... he will die for you and he does.

I don't know man, but that level of character development is an understandable reason to marry a dude ❤

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you’re losing me | taylor swift

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I wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people-pleaser…

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tbh in some cases calling my projects "wips" kinda feels like a joke, because it implies that it's actually "in progress" rather than being a thing that plagues my brain every once in a while.

#dwoht #the next chapter is almost done promise

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In light of the recent announcement of the Harry Potter TV Show and the fact that this is primarily a Harry Potter fan fiction blog, the below needs to be said.

I am not excited about this show.

If you told my past self 5 years ago this, I’d be shocked.  Five years ago, if they announced a Harry Potter TV show I’d be doing everything in my power to be involved some way or another.  However, in the last five years JKR has shown her true colors and spent her free time and money attacking the trans community.  There are many reasons why I’m not excited about the show or looking forward to it in any regard, but to me the most important is that this show gives JKR more money and cultural capital to further her anti-trans agenda.  This is unacceptable.

I think a lot of us raised on Harry Potter really wanted to separate the art from the artist, dive further into fanfic and fandom and just ignore that the woman who created a world in which we’ve spent most of our lives escaping into.  However, we can’t do that.  It’s come to my attention over the past few days that a lot of people aren’t even aware of the active harm JKR is doing to the trans community.  Most people just say, ‘oh she said some weird stuff on twitter’ right?

Well, yeah.  But, did you also know she launched an active campaign against a reform bill that made it easier for trans people to legally change gender?  You know what happened?  The UK blocked that Bill and Scotland now has to launch a legal challenge to the government block.  She’s also funding a Sex Abuse Crisis Center that excludes trans women.  Yeah, that’s right.  She’s using her money from a book about love and acceptance to actively exclude a marginalized group from a crisis center.  She’s also publicly admitted via twitter that she funds anti-LGBTQ political activity in the UK.

So yeah, there’s a direct line of fans supporting official trademarked Harry Potter anything and that money directly harming transpeople.  Sorry for that rude awakening, but some of y’all are doing backflips to avoid seeing this.

Now, is there a way to prevent Warner Brothers (and Max, lol) from making this show?  Probably not?  After mergers and at a point when the tv and film industry isn’t booming, they need money.  You know what makes money?  Harry Potter.  Which is why they’re rebooting it.  Another question that’s been raised, will the looming writer’s strike affect this?  I would guess probably not?  Most UK writers (and International writers at large) are not in the WGA.  JKR has always wanted the most amount of British people involved in Harry Potter adaptations, so they’ll use the strike to find a UK writer and get them to work.

So what can we do?

Don’t watch the show.  Or, if you do.  Pirate it. In fact, cancel your Max subscription before the show launches.

They’re going to spend A LOT of money on this.  If the numbers aren’t there for them they will do what every other streamer does with an unsuccessful show and cancel it.  They announced 5 Fantastic Beast movies, and yet…where’s that last one?

Anyway, thanks for reading this whole thing if you’ve gotten this far.  Please share with friends who are excited about the show.  Please engage in meaningful discussions with other Potter fans.  Please support our trans friends and strangers.

Once again, this blog says FUCK JKR.

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Beneath her jumper, her heart was fluttering fast. Her free hand rubbed at the spot, willing it to calm. Her eyes ached from all the nights she spent awake, unable to sleep because it hadn’t calmed in days. Weeks. She knew why; beneath her fingertips, under the soft cotton of her sweater, her skin tingled. She knew without seeing that the spot above her heart sparkled faintly with gold, like stars spinning in the cosmos. Scattered and dancing around a name that wouldn't quite focus. It was as beautiful as it was terrifying. Someone, somewhere, was falling in love with her. They were close enough that Lily could feel a tug of alignment if she concentrated enough.

Or, Lily and James go on a walk in the forest.

Written for the March 2023 Jily Challenge.

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dreaming of having enough energy to write fluff about fictional babes

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Saying it out loud

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Chapter 3

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“Told you he liked you.”

Lily rolls her eyes. 

“Just because I made him blush, doesn’t mean he likes me still.”

“But it does.”

Lily groans, pulling herself from the floor and giving Mary another exasperated look. 

“Who likes who?” Dorcas interrupts. 

Lily groans once again. 

“Lily fancies-” 

“Nope! Not here Mare.” Lily chastises, her tone grave. 

Mary just smiles. 

The common room is not as full as it could be - being a free period for a few seventh years, there’s only a handful of them milling around. 

“Who do you fancy?” Dorcas whispers theatrically, sitting on the edge of the sofa behind Lily. 

“I don’t fancy anyone.”

Mary laughs. 

Before Dorcas can interrogate Lily, the boys wander in - loud and distracting. Lily’s eyes instantly travel to James. He’s taken off his jumper - recently, she deduces but the way his hair sticks up haphazardly. His shirt sleeves have been rolled up and she clocks his forearms straight away - she inwardly groans. 

“Oh,” Dorcas whispers behind her. 

Lily swivels around on the floor to question her oh but finds her looking at James and then back to Lily with a twinkle in her eye. 

Lily just rolls her eyes again. 

“Evans!” Sirius calls out when he spots her. She raises an eyebrow in response. 

“James is going to go for a fly this afternoon, wanna join him? I know how much you love watching him fly.”

Lily should have expected this. She can either rise to his torment, let him embarrass her, or - agree. 

“Ok.” She shrugs, pulling her hair into a ponytail. 

James watches her movement with his mouth wide open, Sirius laughs at Lily’s blase response, Remus walks into the back of James and Peter blinks curiously at the group now standing oddly in the middle of the common room. 

“Wait, what?” James finally says. 

“I don’t mind watching, I need some air anyway.” She manages to say it calmly, however, her heart beats dramatically in her chest. 

“Oh. Ok, cool.” James says, his hands flying to his hair, his eyes darting to Sirius and Remus. 

She cooly watches Remus whisper something into James's ear and Sirius slaps his best mate on the back.

“I just need to get changed.” He says, briefly looking at her before darting up the stairs. 

The entire group bursts into laughter and Lily feels strangely like the butt of a joke. 

She frowns, watching her friends laugh. Mary wiggles her eyebrows at her, making Lily swat her hand away from her ponytail. 

“You want to wear my coat? It makes your eyes pop.” Mary offers. 

Lily stands, brushing down her skirt, smoothing the crinkles. She ignores her friend for all of one minute before she nods and says thanks. 

Surprisingly, it's not awkward between them as they walk down to the pitch. Whatever James did while getting ready, alleviated the tension she saw in his shoulders just ten minutes before. Instead, James seems quite giddy. He’s put on a dark blue hoodie - the aura of cosiness makes Lily feel something almost uncomfortable - too much. He’s got a kick in his step as he leads them to the back of the castle, telling Lily about his previous training session the day before. The one she watched. 

She’s always been entranced with the way he tells stories - an aspect of his personality that she previously tried to ignore but James is the type of person to capture someone's interest whether they wanted it or not. 

She laughs as he describes the way a fourth-year student by the name of Betty, flung herself through one of the goalposts in an attempt to get away from a rogue bludger. She takes the opportunity to touch his shoulder when they pass through a crown of sixth years near the pitch, the action coming naturally to her. She notices a slight pause on James' behalf as her hand touches his jumper, but he gracefully takes a hold of her arm and pulls her through the throng of students. 

They stay touching like that the entire way, brief elbow touches, him guiding her by the back, her smiling as he talks - it’s more intimate than they’ve ever been and it's thrilling. 

He leaves her by the gate towards the pitch as he goes to pick up his broomstick. It's cold outside that afternoon, grey clouds cover the large pitch, making the green of the grass seem dull. She wraps her scarf around her neck tighter, trapping her ponytail and fringe. James appears suddenly, shocking her from her stupor. He chuckles but doesn’t speak as he pulls her fringe from her scarf with two fingers. She watches intently as his eyes track his fingers. Lily can physically feel the air thicken around the two of them, her entire body electrified by just a small touch -that small moment fuelling her need and vanishing her doubts towards him. She knows it could be good between them. 

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March, 27th. James isn’t going to lie, he loves all the attention. Happy Birthday, Prongs! 🦌

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Wishing all of you a very merry "I suddenly have the motivation and time to write a minimum 10k fic"... please

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Put A Little Love In Your Heart

Here's a little something I wrote to stretch my creative muscles, let me know what you think :)

Word count: 700

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“But I don't want to have a baby.”

Lily let his words sink in. The man in front of her was still looking at her, his brows furrowed.

She shook her head in an effort to conceal her reaction but it was fruitless.

As soon as James looked in her direction, she snorted and he followed her, doubling over with laughter.

“I don't see how this is funny. Have you been confounded? You must have, if you think I'm responsible enough to be your child's godfather,” Sirius whined.

Lily was the first one to recover. “Shit, Padfoot, I had no idea you'd take this so...” her eyes glowing with mirth.

“You're better than this, Lily...”

Lily grinned, reveling in the way she could rile him up so easily. “... Seriously.”

“Oh, come on!”

James, having finally calmed down, took a step forward and placed a hand on Sirius' shoulder, comforting his friend as well as himself.

“You're not having a baby, Padfoot, we are,” he gestured between him and Lily. “And contrary to what you might think, you don't live here. Oh, I almost forgot,” James winced, and ran a hand through his hair, “we're kicking you out of the guest room.”

“You're welcome to crash on the sofa anytime, though,” Lily offered.

Sirius sighed in mock defeat, and plopped down on the armchair. “Kicked out again, uh. Who are you, my parents?”

Lily rolled her eyes. “Quit being dramatic, Sirius. Being a godfather isn't as terrible as you think.”

He shrugged, but the poorly hidden smile on Sirius' face didn't fool Lily. He leaned back on the armchair, looking rather uninterested, only his quirked brow betraying his curiosity. “Alright, but what does it entail, exactly?”

James opened his mouth but soon realised he didn't have an answer for him. He had never met his godparents, and both Fleamont and Euphemia were only children, too, so that was all he had known. He sat on the sofa opposite Sirius, Lily following him shortly after. Lily, however, had an answer. “I'm not sure, but my godmother gave me lots of presents and brought sweets everytime she visited. I also told her about my first kiss and she was so cool about it! She was the best.”

“So... All I have to do is spoil Bambi? And he'll love me and tell me all his secrets?”

“Told you it wasn't that bad.”

He seemed to ponder her words for a second, then tilted his head and looked at her amusedly. “Seems like you two got the short end of the stick, doesn't it? Have fun being the strict parents while I take him with me on my new bike.”

“You will do nothing of the sort.”

“Ugh, you're already so boring and he's not ever here yet.”

James, who had been silent up until then, cleared his throat and spoke. “There's also something else, but you don't have to worry about that. It's... You'd be his legal guardian so if something were to happen to us, he'd stay with you instead of Petunia.”

Understanding dawned on Sirius, and the two looked at each other. 

You're my brother, you're family. These were the words that James hadn't said aloud, but that Sirius heard anyway. This exchange only lasted a second, and Sirius' somber expression disappeared as quickly as it came, replaced by his signature smirk.

“Well, I'd be more concerned about Vernon rather than Petunia. Imagine growing up with that as your father figure when you can have me!”

Lily chuckled and threw a pillow at him. “Don't be an idiot, we still have time to change our minds. Peter or Remus will be far more grateful, dont you think, James? I'm sure they'll—”

Sirius waved his hand in dismissal. “That won't be necessary, I accept. But I'm still bitter about the guest room, mind you, and I'm going to hold it over your head.”

James nodded, deep in thought. “Hmm. How do you feel about a dog house?”

“Neutral, but I could be persuaded.”

“What if I told you it had pillows and a silk duvet?”

Sirius gasped and brought both of his hands over his mouth. “You know me so well, Prongs.”

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So many times ive embarassed myself in front of my mutuals yet so many times they choose not to block

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Written for the 2023 Jily Valentine Gift Exchange hosted by @jilymicrofics, as a gift for @gryffindormischief!

James Potter is young, handsome, the proud owner of a coffee shop, and tragically - according to his mother - single. In an attempt to stop her from trying to set him up with her friends' daughters, he decides to go along with his best friend's plan and recruit his regular customer Lily Evans to play the part of his girlfriend during his mother's birthday party. Of course, the fact that he’s got a huge crush on her is entirely irrelevant…

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Completed, 6190 words.

#love

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(in tears) next year i will have so much fun!