lily-annette

[lily-annette]

From Lily's perspective, he is dragging this out longer than necessary. Making dramatic claims about the coolness of this map of his. Demanding a blood oath of secrecy before showing it to her. What does he think she's going to do: nab the thing off the table and run straight to Dumbledore with it?

She's half a mind to reach into his school bag herself and grab this mysterious map, but something about the way he's looking at her right now, speaking to her, as if this is some all-important secret between them, makes her pause. It strikes her that perhaps this really is important to him. Perhaps he's not just making a fuss over something for the attention it can garner him. "McGonagall likes you too, you dolt," she informs him as she leans back in her chair. The way he's tilting his head towards her is putting... treacherous thoughts... into her mind. "You and Black are her favorite students by a long shot."

Then, relenting, Lily decides to play along and leans in. Her voice is a conspiratorial whisper that matches the volume of his own. "All right, Potter. Yes. I solemnly swear I will tell absolutely no one about whatever unbelievably cool display of magical prowess you are about to show me. Happy?"

James  watches  her  roll  up  her  parchment,  catching  the  challenge  in  her  eyes.  merlin,  is  it  possible  for  someone  to  be  even  more  beautiful  when  she’s  being  difficult?

he  clears  his  throat  to  stop  himself  from  staring  before  he  gets  caught  gawking,  “ ah  …  a  ‘see  it  to  believe  it’  girl, ”  he  muses,  lips  twitching.  of  course  she  is.  always  skeptical,  always  making  him  work  for  it.  he  could  lie,  drag  this  out  just  to  get  her  riled  up  —  but  honestly,  he  wants  to  show  her.  he  wants  her  to  see  it.

he  rubs  his  jaw,  weighing  his  options.  “ alright,  Evans.  you  want  proof?  I'll give you  proof. ”  his  fingers  dip  into  his  bag,  brushing  against  the  worn  parchment,  but  he  doesn’t  pull  it  out  just  yet.  instead,  his  gaze  flickers  back  to  hers,  “ but  first,  I  need  something  from  you. ”

“   you  have  to  promise, ”  he  says, his  voice  lowers, almost into a whisper,  “  that  you  won’t  go  running  to  McGonagall.  or  worse  —  Flitwick.  he  actually  likes  us,  and  I’d  rather  not  ruin  that. ”  he  then  tilts  his  head  with  a  raised  eyebrow.  “ so  what’s  it  gonna  be,  Evans?  do  you  solemnly  swear? ”

[lily-annette]

Lily is quite content to amble along the crowded street beside Remus, matching whatever pace he is capable of at the moment. "I suppose that's partially why I've been ignorant of places like this," she muses between licks and bites at her ice cream cone. "Can't imagine Cokeworth hiding anything as exciting as this." It's said only somewhat in jest. Her hometown is nowhere she plans to return to at the moment, no matter how many thinly veiled hints about the impropriety of "shacking up with her boyfriend" her mother might drop on her.

Remus' declaration makes Lily throw back her head, bright laughter escaping her lips. "I should tell him that. Give him an ultimatum that he has to take me traveling or else..." She winks at her friend, knowing full well that she'd never be able to enforce such a threat - and that there would be no need because James would acquiesce to any request she makes of him. "Do you have a favorite, of all the places you listed? It feels like I've seen so little of the magical world that I hardly know where to start."

he gave a bright smile as she commented that it was lovely . it was . && sometimes remus forgot how magical this world could be . now if everyone could just stop killing each other for five fecking minutes , it would be incredible . turning his head as he watched someone play a fiddle , remus then took a small bite of his own ice cream before then turning with lily . walking slowly . as much as it was nice to get out , he was UNFORTUNATELY still suffering from the effects of the full moon , but he was determined to have fun .

❝ mmhm ? oh , ❞ he tilted his head upwards . ❝ every major city has some sort of magical society . ❞ he shrugged . ❝ aberdeen , edinburgh , glasgow , birmingham , manchester , cardiff , inverness --- it's not just diagon alley in london . ❞ he gave a small pause then cleared his throat , looking over at lily as she ANNOUNCED that she had only really been to diagon alley , the ministry && hogwarts .

❝ well , james has got to start taking you places , ❞ he said with a chuckle . ❝ my mother loved edinburgh . she BROUGHT me here a lot growing up . she said it was the closest to londonderry she got . ❞

[lily-annette]

JILY CUTENESS FOR YOU @unlovedsaints!!!!!!

For @tinyluminaryzombie

The @jilymicrofics exchange

From her very cute fic "Scenes From a Poposal"

[lily-annette]

His dramatics earn him another eyeroll from Lily, all while she studiously ignores the pang in her chest at the sight of that trademark smirk. He just should not look so attractive when he's acting like a prat. It's unfair to women everywhere, particularly those who are modern and principled and determined not to just snap up any old bloke because society dictates this is what women ought to do. The fact that she finds James' dramatics endearing... Lily pushes that thought determinedly from her mind.

It's easier to do once he begins elaborating on the benefits of this map he's supposedly created, because the thing does sound intriguing. He's leaned close enough to her now that she can make out the flecks of green among brown in his eyes. Lily blinks twice to get her thoughts back on track and then rolls up her parchment scroll to clear space on their study table. "I'm a 'see it to believe it' sort of girl, Potter. Unless I witness this map with my own eyes, it's just another one of your tall tales. So..." She gestures towards the empty space on the table between them, watching him with a mixture of challenge and amusement in her bottle green eyes.

the  corner  of  his  lips  twitch  into  a  smirk  as  he  catches  the  way  her  nose  wrinkles  in  confusion.  it's  truly  unfair,  really  --  how  something  so  small  can  be  so  bloody  endearing.  his  arms  stay  crossed,  more  out  of  necessity  than  comfort  because  some  ridiculous,  hopeless,  part  of  him  wants  to  reach  out  ...  smooth  a  finger  over  her  adorable  fringe.  “ oh,  evans, ”  he  sighs  dramatically  once  he  manages  to  shake  the  thought  off  brushing  her  hair  off  his  mind,  “ ---  so  bright,  so  clever  and  yet  ...  so  tragically  limited  by  the  Muggle  definition  of  a  map, ”  he  clicks  his  tongue  and  continues  before  she  can  properly  glare  at  him,  “ imagine  ...  a  proper  map  that  doesn't  just  show  you  what's  there  but  it  can  also  show  you  secret  passageways,  hidden  rooms  and  exactly  what's  happening  in  each. ”  he  leans  closer  again,  elbows  pressed  against  her  table.  “ and  most  importantly  ...  it  can  show  every  single  person  in  the  castle,  where  they  are,  where  they  are  going  ...  all  in  real  time. ” 

𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀  watches  her  carefully  as  he  let  his  words  settle  before  leaning  back  against  his  chair  again,  stretching  out  his  arms  like  he's  not  just  casually  dropping  the  most  brilliant  piece  of  magic  she's  probably  ever  heard  of.  “ so,  Evans,  ...  still  think  its  just  a  map? ”       

[lily-annette]

Continued from here with @lupiinee

Lily's eyes were round with wonder as she followed Remus through the portal that led to this magical corner off Cockburn Street. From the fiddler on the corner to the origami cranes suspended magically in the sky, she didn't quite know where to look next. On closer inspection, she noticed the cranes each held a candle not unlike the ones suspended in Hogwarts' great hall. Just that little vision of home made her smile in happiness. Her eyes glowed in the candlelight as she turned to look at Remus. "It's absolutely lovely," she responded, accepting her ice cream with a grateful smile.

One bite of the minty chocolate flavor, and she was sighing in delight. "I've not been anywhere in the wizarding world except Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Well and now the Ministry," she added the last part as an afterthought, in reference to the job she'd begun only two days ago as a Potions researcher in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. "How'd you find out about this place?"

[lily-annette]

𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 …

✦ a collection of prompts that can be considered nsfw, with a lot of teasing and tension driven prompts. adjust as needed ; send ‘ + reverse ‘ for sender and receiver to switch spots. Combine prompts by sending more than one.

「 SQUEEZE 」 : for sender to rest their hand on the receivers thigh , giving it a squeeze .

「 LINGER 」 : for senders touch to linger on the receiver.

「 MASSAGE 」 : for sender to give receiver a massage .

「 LOTION 」 : for sender to rub lotion into the receivers skin

「 SLIP 」 : for senders hand to slip between the receivers legs.

「 TUG 」 : for sender to tug on the receivers hair

「CLIMB 」 : for sender to climb into receivers lap

「PULL 」 : for the sender to pull receiver into their lap

「BITE 」 : for sender to bite the receiver ( include the location )

「 MARK 」 : for sender to leave hickies on receiver

「 BARE 」 : for sender to undress in front of receiver

「 HELP 」 : for sender to help receiver undress

「 GRIND 」 : for sender to grind against the receiver

「 HOT 」 : for sender and receiver to share a heated kiss

「 OOPS 」 : for sender to accidentally send receiver a risqué image.

「 CHIME 」 : for sender to purposefully send receiver a risqué image.

「 WHISPER 」 : for sender to whisper something suggestive in receivers ear

「 HOLD 」 : for sender to hold receivers throat

「 THROW 」 : for sender to throw receiver onto the bed

「 PRESS 」 : for sender to press receiver against a wall and kiss them

「 CAUGHT 」 : for sender to catch receiver pleasuring themselves

「 LIGHT 」 : for sender to touch the receiver with a feather light pressure.

「 INNER 」 : for sender to kiss along the inside of receivers thigh

[lily-annette]

There’s a strange feeling of relief in the back of Lily’s mind when James breaks eye contact. Now that they’re friendly, she’s finding that she likes looking at him a little too much for her comfort. This was all so much easier to deal with back when he was an arrogant berk who she could categorically deny herself the chance of being attracted to. But as she’s gotten to know him, particularly these chances to talk to him in private rather than in front of a crowd, Lily is realizing how much depth there is in those hazel eyes. How much warmth, humor, determination. All things she prizes highly.

When he leans in, she mirrors his body language almost without thinking and soon finds her eyebrows flying up past the fringe she currently sports. Not because she’s necessarily impressed. Just shocked. “You made a map of the castle? What’s so special about that? Or so secret?” Her nose wrinkles as she voices the question, confusion evident in her tone. The only image in her minds eye of a map is the kind she saw on the walls of her primary school classrooms in Cokeworth. Two dimensional drawings that perhaps relay the artistic skill of whoever drew them. But nothing more.

his  smirk  grows  at  her  question,  satisfied  with  himself  that  he's  managed  to  at  least  draw  another  one  from  her  and  noting  from  the  way  her  eyebrow  is  raised,  it  seems  that  he's  not  far  off  from  a  possible  'yes'.  he  is  equally  pleased,  if  not  a  little  smug  at  the  mention  of  their  success  in  pulling  off  victory  parties  in  their  dorm  without  landing  in  trouble  ...  so  far  anyway.  "maybe  ... "  he  answers  slowly,  hazel  eyes  shifts  its  focus  towards  nothing  ...  anything  but  her  beautiful  green  eyes.  if  he  continues  to  let  himself  drown  in  them  he  might  just  forget  what  he's  about  to  say  ...  and  he’s  far  too  proud  of  the  secret  he’s  holding  back  to  risk  fumbling  it  now.  the  thought  of  sharing  it  with  lily  has  his  heart  thundering  in  his  chest.  will  she  be  impressed?  𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀  leans  in  slightly,  eyes  darting  side  to  side  to  make  sure  no  one's  listening  before  he  continues  with  a  lowered  voice,  "absolutely  certain  ...  because  we  have  a  map."  his  hand  moves,  gesturing  subtly  as  he  continues  his  explanation  in  a  hushed  whisper,  "  and  not  just  any  map  because  we  ...  made  it."

he  leans  back  against  his  chair  with  arms  crossed,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side.  he's  not  going  to  let  her  know  everything  just  yet  ...  not  when  he's  certain  she'll  come  with  ...  or  at  least  promise  she  won't  tell  a  soul.  "so  evans,  you're  not  planning  to  go  blabbing  about  this,  are  you?  i  don't  know  how  i  feel  about  letting  you  in  on  a  big  secret  if  i  don't  know  where  your  loyalties  lie?"  he  raises  an  eyebrow  as  though  he's  testing  her.

[lily-annette]

Ever since her Hogwarts letter actually arrived, Lily has felt out of place in Cokeworth. For the past four summers, she'd been able to spend most of her time with Severus, either out enjoying the summer weather together or whizzing through their summer assignments. But this summer, she's returned home with.... no one. She's never speaking to Severus again, not after he called her that word. And with both of their parents working, it's often just she and Petunia at home during the day. On this particular day, they've been given the task of doing the shopping, and Lily had not imagined there were so many things to squabble about in a grocer's.

She doesn't want to let Petunia see the way her words have stung, so she tosses her long red hair over her shoulder and pushes the shopping cart ahead of her down the aisle. But Tuney's words follow her down the aisle, causing Lily to whirl on her heel and glare at her older sister. "Half the people at my school think I don't deserve to be there and would rather bar me at the gates," she hisses, green flames crackling in her eyes as her temper rises. "So excuse me for expecting that at the very least my own family would treat me better."

@lily-annette Lily says to Petunia: " it's impossible to get along with you "

𝗣𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗮 scoffs,  “well  you  are  foolish  to  think  that  i  want  to  get  along  with  you.”  she  looks  at  her  sister  with  a  roll  of  her  eyes.  in  what  little  time  she  gets  to  see  her  sister,  petunia  tries  her  very  best  to  be  …  at  the  very  least  civil.  clearly  she's  failing  at  it.  “i’m  just  stating  my  opinion!  i  don't  always  have  to  agree  with  you,  lily,”  she  can  feel  the  frustration  building  in  her  chest,  can't  help  herself  but  to  put  focus  on  her  sister's  choice  of  words  ...  as  though  it’s  her  fault  they  don’t  get  along.  of  course,  it  would  be.  perfect  Lily,  with  her  perfect  hair  and  her  perfect  school  --  always  the  favorite,  the  special  one.  and  Petunia?  always  the  problem.  "is  that  what  your  wretched  school  teaches  you?  that  anyone  who  dares  disagree  with  you  is  wrong  ...  so  impossible  to  get  along  with?"  she  bites  back,  exaggerating  her  tone  on  specific  words deliberately.

[lily-annette]

It's new, this whole "being on good terms" thing. Some things between them haven't changed - like their regular, ongoing banter with one another. But even that has a more jovial tone now. Her comments back to him have less of a biting edge. She's even willing to do homework with him, although that is mostly a selfish motivation. Although this year's final exams are relatively easy compared to last year's O.W.L.s, she is determined not to fall behind. She's gunning for that Head Girl badge, after all. And James, despite not being academically motivated, is a brilliant wizard. Having his insights readily at hand while completely her umpteenth essay this May has enabled Lily to finish her coursework more swiftly than doing it on her own, and thus has left more time for actual fun.

Fun like James is currently trying to wheedle her into. With one eyebrow raised nearly to her hairline, she leans back in her chair and crosses her arms over her chest, just beneath the Prefect badge pinned to it. Bottle green eyes regard him with a mixture of amusement and skepticism. "Would these tests you conducted be the reason why the victory parties in the common room included a few kegs of butterbeer after the last couple of matches?" she inquires, flushing slightly under the intensity of his gaze. She shouldn't like the twinkle in his eyes as much as she does, given what he's suggesting. "And you're absolutely certain we're not going to get caught sneaking into or out of this supposed secret passageway to The Three Broomsticks that you've found? And that no one else knows about it?" It isn't that Lily doesn't want to go. She'd love to relax with a warm butterbeer after a difficult day. But there are people in leadership - including the current Head Girl - who would love to find any excuse to catch a Mudblood like her so flagrantly flouting the rules and strip her of her hard-earned Prefect badge.

@lily-annette Lily says to James: "If your plan's so great, then why'd you wait to say it?"

𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀  continues  to  flip  his  pen  between  two  fingers  as  he  tries  to  string  together  an  excuse  a  reason,  an  answer  for  dear,  sweet  lily  evans.  hazel  eyes  remain  on  her,  studying  her  intently  until  a  lightbulb  moment  strikes  him.  it  never  takes  him  long  to  come  up  with  a  comeback;  bantering  with  lily  is  one  of  his  favourite  pastimes  after  all.  he  likes  to  think  its  given  him  plenty  of  practice,  enough  to  keep  up  with  her  every  time.  after  all,  it  only  make  sense  to  be  good  at  something  you  genuinely  enjoy,  doesn't  it?  a  smirk  curves  his  lips  before  he  answers  matter-of-factly,  "because  im  trying  to  be more  responsible,  lily. i had to do my research first, test it out a few times ... "  he let his words hang as he  looks  at  her,  feigning  judgement in his gaze  before  he  taps  his  pen  on  the  table,  "come  on  ...  are  you  in  or  are  you  out?  pads  swore  it's  perfectly  safe  and  foolproof!"  he  taps on  his  temple  at  the  word  ‘foolproof’  to  emphasise  just  how  well-thought-out  their  plans  are.  "just  one  butterbeer  and  we'll  be  back  before  anyone  notices.  cross  my  heart."

[lily-annette]

Sideblog to/all follows back from @ofanswereddreams. Just tiptoeing my way into writing multiple fandoms/characters at once. Trying to see if Lily, my oldest muse, will wake up.

21+ only. Written and loved (for decades) by Amy (she/her/hers.) Anti JKR and any kind of bigotry and transphobia.

More details to come later but just so everyone knows, this blog will not be portraying the illustrious Lily Evans as a 1970s Hermione. She is not a rule follower who enjoys studying, spends most of her time in the library, or struggles to make friends. (Not shitting on Hermione for being any of those things!) Lily is cheeky and clever, fiercely loyal and very kind, always looking out for those who haven't found a place to belong.