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the thing about (il)licit affairs

Summary: "It would be almost stupid if we didn't—I mean, I'g single. You're single. And we are friends."

Or James and Lily embark in a journey of friendship with benefits and fix some rules. Likewise bad James is a rulebreaker past nature and no one tells Lily what she should do.

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Last chapter!

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Affiliate 8: NO FEELINGS

"James," she interrupts him. "Kiss me."

It feels similar a deja-vu when he blinks. "Westward-what?"

"Kiss me," Lily repeats, taking a footstep closer to him, lifting her face up. "Prove me."

"Evidence what?"

"That we can exist just friends."

Yesterday I was on a blitz, so I couldn't properly say thank you so much to everyone that read and reviewed or merely enjoyed this idiots-in-honey friends-with-benefits-and-denial Jily story.

Even more, I appreciate all the support the first snippet got, in a time I really needed it. I owe this story to everyone that shared and commented and was and then special 💖.

And because endings are hard, hither is merely a last bit I couldn't fit in the final affiliate only I really wanted to share:

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Reblogging this epilogue because @constancezin astonishing art just reminded me of it!

On Sunday night (01) the world stopped to watch Harry and Ginny Potter walk through the Met Gala.

Faithfully post-obit the theme, the couple bet on classic clothes and with an odd elegance, being the most disputed of the dark to get a photo.

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@startanewdream asked me to describe Ginny following the Met Gala theme, and honestly, I loved cartoon this. As much as I dare draw suits, I tried to make Harry'south non expect and so simple using the purple color, which is the color of nobility, but it'southward hard.

I hope you lot similar it, it's been a while since I drew Hinny, simply I missed doing these ii❤️

4 times Lily and James fought over a bus seat and the 1 time they didn't

JILY Challenge | April 2022 | @jilychallenge

My partner was the incredible @glasschampagne!

Prompt: "nosotros brand eye contact before both trying to steal the last seat on the bus/train and i end upwards in your lap and fuck you, I'chiliad going to stay here considering I've had a really long twenty-four hours and this seat was rightfully mine"

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Ane

There are two rituals Lily held sacred to her heart; they were processes that Lily thoroughly enjoyed and needed to unwind her mean solar day. As a chronic overachiever, Lily had packed her uni days to the brim with classes, clubs, and jobs, which led to a lot of stress. Then, she constitute solace in her rituals. They felt like luxuries to her.

The first ritual was to walk to the coffee store and get the strongest cup of tea they served on the menu, piping hot and sickeningly sweet. Lily swore the second she took a sip, half of the day's worries and stresses melted every bit the tea burned her natural language.

The 2d ritual was her double-decker ride. Her packed schedule had somehow miraculously worked out that Lily wouldn't demand to commute at the busiest times. Sure, there were still a lot of people, but there was always a seat available for her to sit in and wait until the last end. She'd tap in, her headphones already playing an audiobook or her relaxation playlist, and sit. She could sip her tea, stare out the window, and accept these xl-five minutes to pretend that everything was fine and her life was put together.

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The Vow

When he was thirteen-going-on-fourteen, James Potter did something truly, unbelievably stupid. At present that he's seventeen-going-on-xviii, he has to deal with the consequences.

(Or, missgryffin learns about the "fuck or die" trope and immediately turns it into indulgent and ridiculously fluffy/smutty Jily cleft 🙃 nine.7k words. Rated E.)

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Anonymous asked:

jily for "things you said when i was crying"

startanewdream answered:

"I thought he seemed downwards, just that was probably the news almost the McKinnons; I cried all evening when I heard." - from Lily Potter's letter.

Her tears autumn downwardly quietly, an ability that Lily isn't proud of having developed, but a necessity later on being inside the house for so long. Harry cries harder than her at the sight of her distress and she doesn't want to burden James with whatever of her worries; he already shares too many of them.

Just her married man finds her anyway; sometimes she wonders if with those marriage vows they did really bond their soul, if he knows how she's feeling even when Lily is tranquillity most it.

Or perchance James just knows her very well.

"Here," he whispers, offer her a loving cup of tea with the faint odour of cognac. Lily holds information technology; it's warm, and fifty-fifty more when James passes his hand effectually her bare shoulders.

"Thanks," she answers, trying to not sniff, but it's pointless. He raises his hand to dry her tears, and so she's suppressing a cry at the back of her pharynx, unable to hide herself from him. "I—I kept a brave face around Peter, only then—it just got me."

"We knew them." James' vocalization is trembling. "Marlene and her parents, and all her siblings. And now… they are gone."

"He got them all," Lily whispers. "Even the children, they had nothing to practice with the Order, with the war—how tin can someone wipe off a whole family like this?"

"Lily…"

"I know it's just a name, I know it's non what matters the most here, simply I just… you have a whole family that disappeared. And what if—"

Her vocalisation dies, unable to form the words, but once again, James seems to see through her, and Lily hates it a lilliputian when he asks: "What if it happens to us?"

"What if." She glances to the window of the 2nd flooring, where Harry is sleeping quietly; she hopes he's having good untroubled dreams. "What if we are the last Potters?"

He takes her hand, his finger tracing over and over the shape of an viii. Infinite, Lily thinks.

"I retrieve… I love existence a Potter, yous know that. I loved my parents. I loved that nosotros got an invisibility cloak as our family heirloom. I loved that y'all took this name, and that Harry got information technology. Merely…"

"But?"

"Sometimes I think this whole war started considering some people give as well much value to surnames and… it's not who I am. Potter is how Minerva would phone call me when I was doing something incorrect, is how y'all called for so many years, get-go with exasperation and then—"

"At that place was still exasperation," Lily cuts him off, her lips trembling. "Only not aggravation."

He chuckles for a moment. "And then I was James and being James — or Prongs or the Papa that I swear Harry said yesterday — is so much better. And I like to think…" He breathes heavily. "I similar to recollect that we volition live on. Even if it'due south just the memory of our names. We lived and we mattered and those who cared for us will call back us."

She closes her eyes; flashes of Marlene's smirks, Mrs. McKinnon smiling down to her while didactics her some useful spells, Mr. McKinnon booming express joy, the children playing around an amused Marlene that pretended she was existence annoyed by their attention… They were a family unit; they were bigger than their endings.

"They mattered," she agrees, laying her head against his chest. "I beloved you lot, James Potter."

He kisses her temple. "I love you lot, Lily Potter."

Always so good

Mah y'all amaze me

Lily: Your daddy's ridiculous Harry. It's okay, I love information technology too

AHHH okay so I got IGs coming upward so I haven't been working on my James in a adjust drawing Only, I whipped this upwardly on my breaks and I love information technology.

I retrieve Remus´s story is the one I am less satisfied with, I definelty like Snape and Sirius more but at least their deaths serve a purpouse, fifty-fifty when they are tragic there is a sense of closure, in Sirius´due south case information technology fifty-fifty moves the plot foward

But Remus´due south death doesnt do that, he stopped being a coward for the get-go time in his life, he goes back to his wife and child and then he dies? it feels like he was stripped of a chance to put his life together, out of the three (snape, sirius and lupin) he was the one with the all-time chance at information technology.

also his and tonks´s deaths are and then uneventfull as well, idk I felt it was unnecesary

When We Were Immature - Chapter nine: Heat Stroke

Harry had to terminate himself gawking as she closed her eyes and smiled, her toes fluctuant happily at the finish of her long legs.

The sip of cool lemonade fizzed in his throat slightly and he relaxed back into his own lounger, desperately hoping that if his trunk relaxed then perhaps his mind would as well. Endmost his optics would help with that, right?

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