literally I spent 40 minutes writing some but then tumblr decided to delete them so imma cri so here are some more shitty headcannons that probs don’t make sense but nvm I love doing this lmao 🍍
like so many people asked for a part 2 so here you go, if you haven’t read part one yet it’s somewhere further down my blog (I’m not good at this tumblr thing ok so I don’t know how to link the previous one don’t laugh at me ok) but yano
basically I got the idea for a marauders book shop themed au so I wrote a couples of lines of random drabble and literally could not stop like you cannot expect me not to world build ok so here you go 💩
•when harry makes the quidditch team sirius and James send him a howler which is literally 15 minutes of them both getting really excited like MY SON IS THE YOUNGEST EVER QUIDDITCH PLAYER IN HOGWARTS I AM SO FREAKING PROUD I CANNOT EVEN SAY HI TO PROFFESOR MOONY FOR ME
•sirius, james and peter go to every quidditch match each week without fail and always embarrass the hell out harry every week like OHH HARRY ISNT THAT THAT GINNY GIRL YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON but he is secretly super happy to have such fabulous nerds for his family the tears are real
•jily decide to have another kid but they can’t find the right time to tell Harry so he comes home for the Christmas holidays like wtf mum why r u so huge is that where all my chocolate frogs went
•the baby is born two days before Christmas and it’s a baby girl who they decide to call Florence and the twins are like wtf what is that but everyone else is crying bc she’s so damn cute
•peter is the godfather (remus is the twins’ godfather don’t worry) and Marlene is the godmother and he’s like ayy are we god-married then and she’s just like come over here and kiss me you goofball
•they all have Christmas dinner in the back of the shop and the weasleys and hermoine’s family and the longbottoms come over and Harry is just so damn happy to be with his amazing family and friends that he nearly cries on multiple occasions WHAT IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE AMIRITE
•he and ginny go into the back room to help wash up and they get stuck under the mistletoe and they kiss at the exact moment that lily and Sirius walk in the door and Sirius is like KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS HARRY and it’s really awkward but hilarious lmaooo
•they all go caroling around all the nearby houses and it’s just so perfect bc it starts snowing and everyone is so warm and fuzzy inside and love each other so much ummmm brb gonna go cry
•the children go out and have snowball fights around the back of the shop and the adults (not including Sirius and James bc they’re as big a children as any of them and I’ll be damned if they didn’t go out to join in that snowball fight to kick their asses) stay inside drinking cocoa and cooing over Florence bc she’s so cute 💘
idek why this was so Christmas themed when it’s september but yano I’m not complaining 🍍
tell me if you guys want part three ok 👍
As promised, car!smut Jily. Lily and James have just signed on with the Order of the Phoenix, and there’s no better time than now for a roadtrip through the Scottish Highlands with the Sex Pistols on full blast. Lily drives like James flies. The only rational thing for them to do is pull over.
Pretty sure that at least one of them got a bug up their arse during this encounter. Here you go:
Copilot - Rated M Coming into this trip, she’d been a tense, agitated mess. Surely unfit to be driving at such reckless and giddy speeds. Now she’s flat on her back with a huge, wide sky above her, a storybook meadow all around her, likely at least one police car within ten kilometers of her, and James Potter fiddling with her skirt. There’s no way this can end badly. LE/JP, July 1978.
title: god’s grace pairing: james potter/lily evans word count: 861 summary: the sight of him in between her thighs nearly sends her over the edge. notes: oh my god smut. just jily smut. this is my first time writing something like this i cannot believe i just wrote this iM SO /hides [ff.net link]
It has been a week since her first day at the police department. She was so incredibly busy in this week that she couldn't bother to care about the fact that her ‘one-night-stand man’ was her boss.
She did see him every day, he was her boss and the one who was teaching all the trainees how to react to any situation. She learned a lot from him, to be honest. Lily was one of the better trainees and was only getting better.
And it was a miracle, since she was the most distracted when James opened his mouth to say anything to the class. All she could imagine was how his lips felt on her skin in that one night they got together.
Jily fic where lily is stressed and James like washes her hair and stuff and fluff aghhhh???? :D
I got it a while ago and my page reset so I lost where it was but thanks to the anon who sent it!
“C’mon Lils, you’ve been at it for hours-“
“James, for the last time I-“ Lily slammed her quill down, pressing the heels of her palms into her eyes and huffing out a breath, “I can’t take a break, my grades, my future depend on this, I- I’m doing this now because of all those damn breaks I took with you all the other days and I need to focus.”
James sat in the chair next to her, only slightly stunned, head resting on his chin, elbows on the table, one much too close to Lily’s ink bottle.
He watched her work for a few minutes longer before tentatively reaching out and curling a stray strand of hair that had fallen out of her bun around his finger.
Lily sighed, closing her eyes, her quill stopping again, “I’m sorry I yelled at you, I’m not angry-“
“I know, love.” He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her temple, “You don’t have to apologize…”
Lily sent him a quick, grateful look before returning to her studies.
She’d only been writing a minute when James spoke again, “You do, however, have to come with me.”
Her quill was sent tumbling to the floor as James took both her hands pulling her to her feet and towards the portrait hole.
“What- no - James - I have to -“
“Shh. I will carry you Lily Evans.” James grinned at the horrified look on her face, and gave a tug on her arms, pulling her to his chest. His lips hovered over hers, “Don’t resist me.”
And with a soft, lingering kiss, she was just unsteady enough to allow herself to be pulled through the common room entrance.
“At least tell me where we are going.” She dragged her feet but didn’t pull back, curiosity getting the best of her because she never did know what to expect when it came to James.
“You’ll know the place.” James squeezed her hand.
Lily arched an eyebrow when they stopped in front of the Prefect’s Bathroom.
James turned back to her, bringing their tangle fingers to his lips, “We’re here.”
“You dragged me here for a shower? James-“
But she was cut off my a very insistent mouth on hers.
She shoved gently against his chest, “Oh. You brought me here for sex. Honestly James..”
He scoffed, “You think me so selfish, Evans.” He pushed the door open, “I brought you here to relax. Although…” Lily squeaked a little when she was suddenly pressed against the cool wood of the door, when she heard the soft snick of the lock being turned, “Sex is always an option, as you know.” James’ eyes had got that troublesome sparkle in them that Lily would never admit that she loved.
She shook her head, biting back a smile and sliding out of his reach, “So I’ve heard.”
She stared around at the room, taking in the soft tiles and stained glass windows and the large tub that James had now sauntered over to.
She watched him test the steaming water with his hand, making sure the quickly filling tub wasn’t too hot. He turned only one other faucet on, knowing she only really liked the white bubbles - that they reminded her of home.
“James,” She sighed, “I really… I-“ She huffed again, frustrated and knowing she should go back to her desk but unable to actually say it.
“One hour, okay? That’s it.”
When he turned, shaking out his wet hand, he was grinning and already proceeding to un-button his shirt, “That’s all I need.”
Her eyes followed the opening seam of his shirt, taking in the hard muscles that were revealed underneath.
“C’mere.” James said softly.
When she reached him, she finished the last of his buttons and smoothed his shirt off his broad shoulders, running her hands over his skin. Unable to help herself she leaned forward and kissed the small white scar on his collarbone that he’d gotten in third year from a pixie.
She smiled against his skin when she felt the way his head involuntarily tilted back, per usual.
She dragged her lips up his neck to his jaw, kissing right where it curved up to meet his ear.
“Fuck, Lils- Lils, no. No, no wait this is about you.” His hands gripped her shoulders holding her away from him and shaking his head a little to clear it (Lily resisted the urge to reach out and push his glasses up where they had fallen down), “This is about you and I will have no… distractions.”
“Oh, is that what that was?”
“Yes. Now just… relax.”
Lily refrained from telling him that there was no relaxing now (a half naked James usually did that to her) and let him slip her sweater over her head, and help her out of the rest of her clothing.
He fumbled with his own clothing before finally helping Lily into the hot water.
“Is it okay?” He asked softly when they were up to their chests. He realized she was standing on her toes and pulled her closer until she was standing comfortably on his own feet, the added height and closeness allowing her to relax into his chest.
She pressed her cheek against the damp skin, her arms looping around his waist, and closed her eyes, “hm?”
His fingers ran through her hair smoothly until it reached the damp ends where it floated in the water, “The temperature ’n everything.”
“Mm. Yeah.. s’good.” She felt her muscles slowly relaxing, her mind winding down. With the warm water, James’ arms around her and his hand running through her hair she felt like nothing bad could ever touch her again - not a feeling, not a person, not anything.
“Happy you joined me now, aren’t you?”
Lily didn’t even have the energy to smack him even though she could hear the smirk in his voice.
She just looked up at him, and he looked down at her, their noses almost brushing.
She reached up, pushing his glasses up his nose (only for them to slide right back down) and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, “Very.”
He smiled, and suddenly she was being tilted backwards, his hands careful and steady, allowing the water to envelop all of her hair.
She laughed, arms looping around his neck in surprise, “Scared me for a second.”
Lily expected to be dunked at any second, the start to one of their usual splash wars…
But instead she felt a swish, the water dragging around her and realized that James was spinning slowly on the spot.
She let go of his neck slowly, stretching her arms out in the water and allowing herself to be only supported by his hands, keeping her steady, always right there to catch her.
He spun her, smiling and unable to tear his eyes away from her face, from her soft body.
Finally, Lily opened her eyes, green flooding James’ vision, and reached her arms out to him.
He took the hint, pulling her flush against him once more, their faces inches apart.
“You’re beautiful like that, you know.” He didn’t really recognize his own voice. It was deeper, a little shaky.
James tried to regain some of his composure, “What is this? Lily Evans accepting a compliment?”
This time she did hit him, palm hitting lightly against his cheek, but it turned into more of a stroke, fingers running down his face and across his lips where he playfully made to bite them, “Shut up. I meant for this. Thank you.”
James’ smile was soft and he tilted his chin up to press a kiss to Lily’s forehead, “Anything for you, love… Even when you look like you want to tear my head off.”
“James Potter you tosser-“
And maybe James was the one to get dunked first this time.
Sort of a sequel to the high school reunion one because loads of people asked for another part to that. Approximately 5300 words because I don’t know the meaning of short. Has some implied Naughty Nai times and is unbetaed (I haven’t even read through it properly because I’m knackered)
When Lily woke up the next morning James was gone. She didn’t mind of course. That relationship wouldn’t have been going anywhere in the first place and they both knew it. Still though, that didn’t stop her from spending almost an entire hour simply lying in bed and revelling in memories of last night. Her muscles were sore and she had marks in the most strangest of places (teeth marks on her thighs and back, fingerprints on her hips and slight reddish-purplish bruises littered all over the rest of her body- especially her chest.) He was a good shag. Pity it was only a onetime thing.
Eventually she did get out of bed and get dressed, downing a small vial of potion to cure the slight hangover, before cleaning out her flat. That was the only productive thing she did for the entire weekend. On Monday when she went back out to work Amira was waiting for her outside her office.
“I didn’t hear of any murders this weekend,” she said dryly in greeting as Lily approached. “I’m assuming you had fun?”
“Well I didn’t gouge out my eyeballs so I consider it successful,” Lily said lightly, tapping the doorknob with her wand, opening it.
“Did the dress work?” she asked eagerly, following Lily inside (making sure the close the door behind her- gossip travelled fast after all in the office after all) and draping herself over one of the chairs. She flicked her wand and two teacups floated across the room. With another flick she added water to each of the cups and tapped them to warm it.
Lily smirked, remembering how James looked at her in it. “Oh definitely,” she said, flicking through the stacks on her desk.
“Did you shag anyone?” she half teased, adding sugar to the tea.
She plucked a file from a stack that was tilting precariously. “Maybe,” she said, grinning to herself like the cat that caught the canary before flipping through the file.
I might have cheated a bit here but in my defense, they were practically the same haha, sorry, I hope you like it! :)
Warning: there’s a bit of smut too
McKinnon wasn’t a slut but she wasn’t a prude either. She just liked to tease guys and maybe snogging them quite obnoxiously but never, never slept with them on their first encounter. For some reason (maybe
because the way she acted) people believed the opposite, that she was a slut.
However, this particular time she broke her one rule: she took this man to her
place. Well… more than take, drag would be a more appropriate word.
minute they started kissing Marlene knew that it could only end in one way and
that’s how she ended up pinned to one of the walls of her apartment and this
hot man, whose name was Sirius, was making her see the stars.