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wearingaberetinparis · 20 hours

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Think I Know Where You Belong (Think I Know It's With Me)

Chapter 3: It's A Typical Tuesday Night

At thirty-three years old, Lily Evans fears she may not quite have lived up to her potential. Single and living alone – if one does not consider her cat a flatmate, that is – her days are blurs of monotony, most of her students getting more action than she has seen in the past decade. (Hyperbole gratuitously applied.) Insert James Potter – former classmate and unrequited crush – who appears to be on a mission – aside from promoting his fourth novel – to point out all of her flaws, while strutting the hallways of their former secondary, the place she has never left and he will forever haunt now that the board has decided to name the school library in his honour. (F*ck her life.)

Read Chapter 3 HERE!

#think I know where you belong (think I know it's with me)#jily au #jily modern au #jily high school au #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily fic #jily fanfiction

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apalapucian · 27 days

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crossbow, gun, and magic

i. lily evans knows archery. loves it. grew up to it. she likes the power, the aesthetic. the quiet sort of majesty. the associated memories of her father in one of her wealthy uncle's farms, where he taught her how to shoot. everything was as green and blue as they could get. the field was so vast it felt endless to her as a child. the mountains on the horizon were crayon drippings of the sky, crushed cornflower, galaxies away. somehow they have all shrunk over time, so impossibly small when she visits, much later. (with james, a day after graduation, two years after her dad's death. dad, she says to the gravestone under the old apple tree, this is my boyfriend, james. the target board is chipped and fading but still nailed on the trunk. james's hand is laced with hers, his thumb running soothing lines along the length of her index finger. hello, sir, he says. bows slightly; makes lily chuckle. a real honor. and lily's heart soars, feels like the smooth swoosh of an arrow being let go; the sweet, clean piercing of the highest possible score.)

ii. sirius black's mum teaches him how to use a gun at as early as four years old. by the time he's seven, he's considered a prodigy. by the time he's nine, he's seen more dead bodies than he ought to at his age. (at any age, he realizes later, but not till much so.) by the time he's eleven, he's known enough to really question the 'family business', but not enough to know for sure who is safe to ask. the grey in his eyes turns from storm to smog, mellows from waves to murk, and he hates these words, loathes them; they are as horrid as what he's turning into. he hates almost everything. his reflection in the mirror. his reflection in his brother. god. hates hates hates watching himself in regulus. that same shift. that same — deadening. hates how he tries to stop it but he can't. by the time he's sixteen, he leaves. refuses pointblank for things to be too late for him, and runs. calls the storm back, yells, thrashes in his sleep. recreates the chaos, angers the elements. doesn't ever stay still long enough for the haunting to drag him back there. to — the itch of a starched suit in church, bags of money in candle-lit rooms. shiny red sneers around shiny white teeth. for as long as he lives he refuses to enter any establishment with stained-glass windows. vows to never touch a gun ever again.

iii. the kind of magic james potter does is the card-guessing sleight-of-hand kind, the same kind that won his mum over in a pub many many summers ago; the dust swirling in shafts of light as vivid now in memory as during its time. the way her index finger traced the rim of her topaz drink. the way her hair moved in the afternoon sun. if i guess your card, they ask, like father like son, will you let me buy you a drink? and it's the same old story. ace of spades. a smile that can't be helped. crooked skeptics muttering, of course that fucking boy gets that kinda girl; such is the unfair way of life. jukebox nostalgia and hazy florals on the dance floor and the girl saying yes once that one time, twice another, and then, somehow, by some miracle, yes forever. in this universe the kind of magic james does is the rabbit-out-of-the-hat coin-behind-your-ear flowers-out-of-nowhere kind; harry's peals of laughter high and bright in the yellow-painted nursery.

like stars, harry, sirius said. like uncle padfoot.

like how you boys make me feel, lily said.

iv. (the kind of magic james does is resurrecting hurricanes and hitting bullseye without really knowing it.)

#jily #jily*#jily modern au #james potter #lily evans #sirius black #jily au #jily fanfiction #jple #jily fic #???????#brain dump warm up dsjkfhdsfh sorry #writerisms #apalapucian*

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tinyluminaryzombie · 2 months

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Sweetheart's Special - for Jily Gift Exchange 2024 @jilymicrofics for @arianatwycross

What happens when your coffee shop nemesis, asks you to pretend to be a couple?

Read on AO3 - 1,631 words.

#jily #jily fic #lily evans #james potter #jily modern au #my fic #my jily fic #hp #hp fandom #harry potter fandom

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emeralddoeadeer · 9 months

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you don't know me (but I know you)

for @thegobletofweasleys jily week ✨ this one is a bit longer, day five: your field

3.6k words, rated T // read on Ao3

"Hey, Meadows — you know the curtain isn't soundproof? Are you sure what you're doing is legal on school property?"

#jily #fanfic #jily week 2023 #lily evans #james potter #you don't know me (but I know you)#Doe field in there somewhere #jily modern au

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practicecourts · 2 years

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Hen-do or Hen-don't

Head Over Handlebars For You - chapter 3

Music under the cut, the song I low-key recommend listening to when you read this. warning: explicit (but only if you know Dutch ;-)

#Spotify #Head Over Handlebars For You #update #jily modern au #jily #meet ugly #lily evans #Petunia

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mskteer · 1 year

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"poor baby </3 so sleepy"

#james potter #lily evans #regulus black #jegulus #jily #jegulily #tbh not too big of a jegulily fan all together #but lily and reg both being james' partner separately poly jegulily yk #art #marauders fanart #modern au #marauders modern au

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seekmemystar · 18 days

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Marauders having cool shit:

James Potter's bike:

Sirius Black's boots:

Remus Lupin's mini speaker and one earbud:

Peter pettigrew's toilet paper holder:

Lily Evans' hat:

Marlene Mckinnon's plate:

Mary Macdonald's cup:

Slytherin skittles having cool shit

Marauders' and skittles' ashtrays

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radiohead-spiderman · 4 months

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LILY EVANS BUT MODERN AU YIPPIE, I gave up at the end so she kinda looks weird but wooohoooo

BONUS: James’ reaction to the image above

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writtenonreceipts · 5 months

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Written for @jilymicrofics December prompts

word count: 351

A Touch of Frost

The early morning dawn does little to stave off the winter chill. Gray clouds linger low along the horizon and keep even the harshest sun rays hidden. Ever since November hit, any semblance of fall vanished. Leaving in its wake cold winds, icy mornings, and dark skies. Somehow, everything has transformed to a waste land. At least, that’s how it seems.

And as Lily stands at the kitchen window, staring out to the surrounding trees of the first, she knows it’s bound to be another cold day. And there is nothing that she can do about it.

Instead, she stares into the tall trees with their shadows and sweeping branches. The evergreens have always appeared as sentinels to her--protective guardians to what lays within the forest. Even now, she swears she can feel some unearthly power emanating from them.

Lily watches as a small sparrow lands on the porch railing, it’s small feet not even scratching the layer of frost that’s built up. The bird lingers for a moment, ruffling it’s dark feathers, before it takes off again twirling up and up into the sky.

Behind her, she hears the bedroom door open and shut followed by the soft footfalls of her husband. It isn’t long until a pair of warm arms wrap around her.

“You’re up early,” James murmurs, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. He pulls her back into his chest, his warmth immediately enveloping her.

“I’m always up early,” she reminds him, though she can’t help but smile as his lips trail lightly along her skin.

“It’s Saturday,” he says, “we’re not supposed to be doing anything.”

Lily turns in his embrace and twines her arms around his neck, smiling up at him. “Nothing?”

“Nothing.”

“That sounds rather boring,” she says.

James rests his hands on her hips, his fingers digging lightly into her skin. “Well, there are some things we could do.”

“Oh, I’m sure,” Lily says. But she can’t stop smiling as she rises onto her toes and kisses him.

The day certainly remains a lazy Saturday, but Lily doesn’t mind at all.

#jily #microfics #drabbles #modern au #james potter #lily evans #james x lily

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jennasnotebook · 2 months

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jobs i think the marauders & friends would have

james potter

- works at a sporting goods store

- he’s very knowledgeable and great at his job

- will definitely persuade you into buying something you don’t want or need

- “sir these nike airs will make you jump so incredibly high”

- always chewing gum and always getting yelled at for it by his boss

- hates working register, you’ll find him in the shoes section reading a magazine

- made the store playlist, he’s always on aux

- all his coworkers are really old but he still manages to get along really well with them

- has definitely grabbed a beer with the 50 year old cashier

sirius black

- movie theatre employee

- he hates his job so much. so much

- but he loves saying he works at a movie theatre because it sounds cool

- applied because he loves films and the smell of theatre popcorn

- works at the concession stand and steals extra large slushees (his go-to flavors are cherry and coke)

- he’s really bad at customer service but he’s naturally charming so it’s okay

- always has one airpod in

- coworkers love him because remus brings him food on his break that he shares with everyone

- never ever wears the hat that comes with his uniform because it’s ugly and makes his hair look bad

- definitely cries in the bathroom

remus lupin

- waiter at a nice restaurant downtown

- he’s actually quite rude but his dry humor and nice cheekbones charms people for some reason

- (gets horrible tips)

- has to wear a fully black outfit with a silly black bow tie, sirius thinks he looks handsome

- really good at bussing tables and rolling silverware

- steals fries from the kitchen

- sometimes they ask him to bartend and he really enjoys that

- the hostess girl adores him (sirius despises her)

- smokes near the dumpster on his break and then sits on the floor in the walk-in for a few minutes

- “can i speak to the manager?!”

- “ma’am i am the manager” (he’s lying)

peter pettigrew

- works at a gas station

- constantly forgets to check for ID

- free vape pods for his friends!!!!!!

- actually likes stocking shelves because he doesn’t have to talk to anyone

- always scared the store is gonna get robbed at gunpoint

- sees people steal but never says anything about it

- he literally never sees his boss around, where is that man???

- usually closing shift, he hates it

- reads comic books up front all the time, sometimes he’ll have really long conversations with customers about x-men

regulus black

- works drive-thru at a burger joint

- customer service is on point but after 8pm he turns into the biggest bitch on the face of the earth

- he just wants to go home

- sirius and james always drive by to troll him and order shakes

- sirius is really good at doing the karen voice and has actually fooled him almost every single time

- big brother behavior

- his uniform is rancid and smells like burger grease

- always having one sided competitions with other coworkers that nobody is in on except for him

- he loves oreo milkshakes

- ends up having to train the new hires but he’s so terrible at it

- “idk i think this is how you do it but im not sure”

- bad at counting change on the spot, he’ll start tearing up if you give him coins

lily evans

- second-hand bookstore employee

- started out as a volunteer but they actually ended up hiring her

- she doesn’t get enough hours

- works next to a coffee shop so she always grabs a cappuccino for james after her morning shifts

- gets to wear cute outfits but has to wear an ugly gray apron

- decorates it with pins

- remus always comes to visit her and they bitch about rude customers together

- he ends up helping her move heavy boxes

- her boss is this sweet weird hippie woman who somehow knows everyone personally

- the dusty books give her terrible allergies

- that girl is always sneezing and sniffling

- will talk your ear off about jane austen

#marauders #marauders headcanon #hcs #hc #headcanons #my headcanons #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #remus and lily #sirius and regulus #james potter #regulus black #peter pettigrew #lily evans #jily #modern au #harry potter #the marauders

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maraudersmary · 3 months

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FIC RECS GO ‼️‼️‼️

fun modern muggle au (uni/band/coffee shop whatever) wolfstar dorlene jily emmary etc

literally anything just need something FUN silly goofy i’ve suffered enough (there can be some angst ik it’s unavoidable in this fandom)

#marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #jily #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #dorcas meadowes #dorlene #james potter #peter pettigrew #fic recs #modern au #emmeline vance #emmary #just want some fun

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wearingaberetinparis · 1 month

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these memories follow me around - A Jily Modern AU

I was not supposed to publish this tonight and not to leave it unfinished either. I wanted to gift all Jily fans who like to read fanfiction as much as I do a finished 3-part fic which I had been working on whenever I felt like it in the past couple of weeks. However, I just realized tonight that my AO3 draft will be deleted tomorrow and I didn't want this to happen for the very obvious reason that I didn't want my work to get lost.

So, if you'd like to read it... Part One is up. Part Two and Three to follow as soon as possible!

The first time she ever saw him, he was stumbling out of Emmeline’s room; half-naked, rubbing sleep from his eyes, hair an absolute mess – a perpetual state she would later find out – and quite obviously hungover.

#jily #jple #jily fic #jily modern au #jily fanfiction #these memories follow me around #taylor swift inspired #one day inspired #james potter #lily evans

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apalapucian · 4 months

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this night

“Not anything much now, are you?” one of them says, and James doesn’t know if it’s another person talking, or it's the same person from before. Is it just one person?

“I’m magic,” James just says again. He feels like laughing. He shouldn’t, and he really should probably stop saying he’s magic, in case a ministry official is around monitoring the streets or, worse, his magic decides that now is the time to go erratic, but – well, he doesn’t know what he’s doing. Here, in general, what have you.

He sees the guy raise his arm again, fist tight and lips in a sneer, and James braces for it best he can.

But it doesn’t come. Another person has appeared, and he’s on James’s side, apparently, because he’s holding the guy's punch back. James can’t make him much in the dark. And in his inebriation.

“Leave,” a new voice says.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Sirius Black.”

Ah. Sirius Black. Sirius Black, James knows.

The guy roughly wrenches his arm from Sirius’s grip – James hears his breathing sort of hitch at the mention of the name – then ultimately just withdraws the punch. He draws himself to full height and looks down at Sirius.

“Proof?” he asks, but his voice has lost a significant amount of tenacity.

Sirius is not fazed by the height or the muscles or that one ridiculous golden incisor. At all. “Sure, but getting proof would be the last thing you ever do alive. That okay with you?”

The guy's laugh is now stilted. He relents, as expected. Spits on the sidewalk before he disappears ‘round the corner, a lame attempt to make himself feel better after all that demeaning hassle.

“You okay?” Sirius asks, his voice unrecognizable in that tone, especially after that whole leave, I’m a Black, cower, run, etcetera.

James laughs. It’s funny. His face stings. The wall is damp against his back, and it’s super gross, but he slides down it anyway. He eyes the terracotta bricks blankly and curses at them in his head. Curses them all.

“Prongs – ”

“Don’t call me that.”

Sirius blanches. He straightens up from what seemed an attempt to haul James up. “I know you’re mad at me, but this is stupid.”

“So leave. I don’t care.”

read more on ao3

#jily #jple #jily au #jily fic #jily fanfiction #james potter #lily evans #jily modern au #mwpp #modern mwpp #ok so this is a modern au of the aftermath of sirius' infamous mistake in the mwpp narrative #which is always a favorite of mine #also regulus #because he's my bby #also hi idk how to post on tumblr anymore #do people still talk in tags #are people still here #i know this is old but #merry xmas lol

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tinyluminaryzombie · 8 months

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@jilymicrofics | August Prompt 21 | 684 words

“And how’s my favorite radical?”

The coffee shop was already bustling when Lily entered. Three months ago, she’d made a New Year's Resolution to treat herself more (within reason). Since then, her semi-weekly walks to Three Broomsticks Cafe have served as a respite from deary memos and disappointing memos. The distractingly cute owner doesn't hurt either.

“Don’t be silly, James. Radicals don’t wear iron-pressed suits.”

“You know you’re my hero, Evans.”

The second time she visited Three Broom Sticks was for a chocolate fix after a terrible day at work. At 7 pm, the cafe was cleared out. The quiet, mixed with James's soft smile and delicious pastries put her at ease.

So much so that Lily started ranting about her day.

Since then, James has always asked her for work updates. He also couldn't get over her job as legislative director at a large climate nonprofit. Which, yeah, was a terrific ego boost. Lily knows it's impressive, especially at 28. It's another thing to have James tell her.

Bantering with James was becoming one of her favorite things. but t it was also one of the most confusing; did James just like the job or did he like her? And no, despite her friend's instance, Lily refused to make a move. She would not be the creepy customer hitting on the barista/pastry chef/owner, no matter how gorgeous, sweet, and funny he was.

“You with me, Lily?”

Lily shook her head, hoping it looked like she was surveying the options instead of fantasizing.

“Yep! Present as always,” she managed with a smile.

“Great.” James started tapping his fingers on the counter. “Um— I know you’re busy saving the world—“

“James.”

“— No, I’m right and you know it,” he continues forcing a soft dose of eye contact that made her blush.

“Anyways... We’re having a community organization night tonight, it was actually my brother’s idea! There are a lot of people who want to get involved with their community but aren’t exactly sure how to, hence the community org night. It’s in a week and I thought you could do a table? Maybe make heroes out of us?”

James paused, dragging his hand through his black hair. “Um...I know you’re busy but it would be great to have you!”

Lily was ashamed that her first thought was “I want to touch his hair.” She’s a professional for god’s sake! What’s worse was that her second thought was “how can I make this work?” As legislative director, Lily doesn’t interact much with volunteers. However, the outreach and volunteer coordinator happened to be her former roommate and current best friend. If she brought James’s event during this week’s leadership meeting she doubts anyone would tell her not to go, especially Mary.

“How many people are you expecting?” Lily quickly asked, already preparing the meeting.

James looked almost bashful. “Right now we have 120 RSVPs, which is kind of all this place can fit.”

Damn, Lily thought. It made sense, though. Everyone loved Three Broomsticks and its energy, with community-made art, pride flags, and unique mugs.

“I’m in!”

Suddenly, James had reached over the counter and swung his arms around her shoulders. She leaned into him just as he froze up.”

“Shit, shit!” James exclaimed as he recoiled.

Lily couldn’t get a word in before he started talking, pulling the stands of his hair. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe— so unprofessional of me!”

“James it’s fine. All good.”

“I was just really excited that you’re coming, I hope you still are,” James said with a forced laugh.

“Of course I am! I’m about two seconds away from it being in the Google Calendar— then you know it’s official,” Lily joked. James just nodded.

“Well anyways, here’s your regular, it’s on me today.”

Lily wanted to argue but James was practically begging her to leave. Their flirty banter had dissipated in seconds she couldn't fix it. Instead, she thanked him, tipped what she would have paid, and promised to be back in a few days.

Somehow this particular trip wasn’t as restorative as her others.