catchersintherye-blog  asked:

What are the top archiveofourown jily fics?

Here are some newer Ao3 fics we enjoyed!  These authors have a lot more to read too!

Title: Another Damn Grocery Store Fic, Okay?
Author: elanev91
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Muggle AU, Modern AU
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 9,584
Summary: Lily runs her father’s grocery store and the guy she remembers from her childhood moves back into town. Thanks to petals for the brilliant prompt – “grocery store AU where Lily works the counter and he keeps buying things just to talk to her”

Title: Planning It For Years
Author: Mollyraesly
Rating: G
Genre(s): Humour, Muggle AU
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 2.011
Summary: A Jily/Sandlot crossover fic in which James in Squints and Lily is Wendy Peffercorn. A crossover AU I didn’t know I needed until I did.Responding to this prompt:hey! welcome to the jilychallenge! your prompt is “if you cant swim why are you hERE?” lifeguard au and feel free to interpret it as you loosely as you wish (srsly idm)!

Title: I Want To Kiss You All The Time
Author: vercna
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 3,285
Summary: “Lily Evans was humming. James Potter was annoyed.”  In which Lily and James are SO lucky Remus isn’t Sirius.

Title: Tooth Ache
Author: SkinXLess
Rating: G
Genre(s): Romance, Humour, Muggle AU
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 2,223
Summary: A sleep deprived Lily decides that 2 a.m. is a good a time as ever to do her laundry. She runs into an equally as sleep deprived James Potter. (2 a.m. college laundry AU)

Title: Free Tastes Better
Author: cgner
Rating: G
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 1,802
Summary: “we faked a proposal just to get free dessert” aka fake engagement turns into real engagement

Title: fortuitous
Author: gryffindormischief
Rating: G
Genre(s): Romance, Humour, Modern AU, Muggle AU
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 2,483
Summary: Lily Evans is having a trying week, but maybe it’s looking up.

This has probably already been done but:

Charlie: Brr, I’m cold.

Matteusz: Here, take my jacket kochanie.

Ram: I’m cold too.

April: Well damn Ram, I can’t control the weather.

BONUS:

Tanya: I’m also cold.

Quill: *drags a pile of dead bodies out of the closet* Will this be sufficient fuel to keep you warm?

Ignis Fluff Week day 6 masterpost - all the puns

Read on Ao3 here

The Trash King

Icy Atmosphere

Christmas Punning

Silver Truth

A Matter of Style

A different kind of lingerie

Measures of Deescalation

The Sickness

Too silent

Healthy Nutrition


Brought to you by yours truly for @ignisfluff day 6

My Problem With Murder

If I ever kill someone I’m gonna make sure I kill the nicest person in the world so they go to heaven because I don’t want to get stuck in hell with the person I killed and have to be all like:

“Hey man, I’m really sorry I killed you back when we were alive. I didn’t know there was an afterlife, and I definitely didn’t realise that if there was an afterlife we’d end up in the same part of it.”

“Yeah, that is a little unlucky. But seriously don’t worry about the whole murder thing. I totally had it coming. I took your wife from you and ran your dog over with my car, I ruined your life so I get it. Don’t worry about it.”

“Cool, thanks for being so understanding man.”

“Yeah, no worries. Hey, I’m sorry about everything I put you through it was a shitty thing for me to do.”

“Its fine, water under the bridge.”

“Is that supposed to be a joke?”

“What?”

“The water that you dumped my lifeless body was under a bridge.”

“Oh, I totally forgot about that part. Dude, I’m sorry.”

“So you forgot about that time you KILLED a guy.”

“I had a lot on that week. And also I lived a pretty long life. You start to forget the details you know? … well, I guess you wouldn’t know.”

“Yeah, thats right because you killed me when I was 32.”

“To be honest man life after 30 isn’t all that its cracked up to be. I get it why people used to die young in medieval times. You didn’t miss out on much.”

“Oh, thats comforting. Thanks!”

“So, is there much nice stuff to do here?”

“No, it’s Hell.”

“Sure. How long you in for?”

“Eternity.”

“Yeah obviously. Me too I guess.”

In an effort to pass as human, I taught myself how to tell jokes. But my ‘jokes’ always consisted of telling an outrageous lie (“my car doesn’t need oil changes because it runs on mana”) in the most deadpan tone imaginable. 

And then when people go “What? Really?” I immediately come back with “No, of course not, that was a joke.” Because aren’t people supposed to look at the absurdity of the statement and realize it’s meant to be funny? 

It wasn’t until much later that I realized this is not how jokes work. There’s supposed to be something in your face or tone that indicates you’re kidding, something I never picked up on.

I think this is why I always preferred British comedy; they’re masters of dry humor, which is more my style.