#lily evans fanfiction

[moonstruckme]

Would you be willing to do fem whimsical!reader x lily where reader thinks something is haunted and maybe tries to befriend the ghost? Idk id really be happy with anything i just love lily. thank you if you do write it!! If not that’s okay I hope you have a wonderful day!!

Thanks lovely, hope you have a wonderful day as well <3

Lily Evans x whimsical!reader ♡ 916 words

You recognize the sound of Lily’s footfalls thumping dully on the dusty floors, so you don’t jump when a figure sits down beside you. 

“Did you buy whiskey?” she asks. “You don’t even like whiskey.” 

“It’s not for me.” 

Your girlfriend hums, shuffling closer so her thigh is pressed against your knee where you have your legs crossed underneath you on the floor. In front of you is your candle, the flame flickering steadily, and your offering of the bottle of whiskey. Otherwise, the room is empty. “If you keep coming in here, eventually Michael’s going to figure it out and he’ll get a real lock put on the door.” 

Michael is your landlord, of whom Lily is constantly wary because his first course of action is always threatening to kick tenants out (though as far as you know, he’s never actually done it). 

“True,” you reply, “but don’t you think he’d appreciate it if I got the presence up here to quiet down? No one’s going to move in if it keeps making so much ruckus.” 

Shortly after the last tenants had moved out, you’d started hearing noises in the unit above yours. Sometimes it’s a light clicking, sometimes a louder thump like something’s fallen, but every time you’ve come up here to check there’s been no evidence of things having moved around. The natural conclusion is that there’s been some disturbance in the spirit world that’s resulted in a new presence squatting here, and you like to make friends with your neighbors. 

You know Lily’s a bit dubious of your theory, but your beliefs often differ from hers. She’s never made you feel like yours are any less valid. 

“Are you sure that making friends with the ghost won’t make it more inclined to make more noise?” she asks.

“Mm, maybe,” you muse, “but I’d like to think that if they like me well enough, they’ll listen if I ask them to keep it down. At least at night, you know?” 

Lily smiles, and the room warms in response. “Worth a try,” she agrees. “How long do you think you’re going to be tied up for? Dinner’s almost ready.” 

“Not much longer. As soon as the candle burns out I just have to look at the shapes in the wax, and then I can go.” 

“We’re going to have to clean up the wax stains before Michael discovers them too.” She leans over to kiss the side of your head, the soft curtain of her hair falling across your cheek, before sitting back on her heels and straightening up. “Alright, love, come down when you’re done.” 

You hum in response, listening to the comforting cadence of her footsteps as they leave. But then there’s another sound with them. A quiet clicking. 

You inhale softly as the flame of your candle flares slightly. “It’s here,” you breathe. “It’s listening.” Lily pauses in the doorway, and you clear your throat, trying to affect your voice to be calm and welcoming. “Hello? Can you communicate with us?” 

The clicking continues. You think—hope, maybe—that it might be growing louder, but it’s difficult to say. 

“Hello?” you try again. “We’re friendly, please don’t be afraid.” 

“Sweetheart, I’m not sure…” Lily takes a few steps toward you, a bemused furrow between her brows. “It sounds like it’s coming from in there.” 

She starts down the hall, and you follow hastily. She stops in front of a closed bedroom door, reaching behind her to grasp your arm cautiously. The clicking does sound louder here. Lily edges the door open quietly, peering inside. 

“Oh.” The syllable stretches as if drawn out from between her lips, sweet as spun sugar. “Hello, darling.” 

She lets the door fall the rest of the way open, dropping into a crouch. Over her, you can see the empty, dusty room, rich light from the setting sun streaming through the windows, and a small white kitten frozen warily in the middle of the floor. 

Lily reaches out a hand, making quiet little tsking noises with her tongue, but you step right over her and gather the kitten in your arms. 

“Hi there,” you say. “Is it you making ruckus every night?” 

Lily laughs, rising from her crouch to come stand by your shoulder. “It’s so unfair how they always come to you,” she complains fondly. “I try so hard.” 

You hum noncommittally. It’s true, animals love you. You scratch the side of the kitten’s face, smiling when it purrs. 

Your girlfriend smiles too. “So you’re our ghost, hm?” she coos, stroking a knuckle down its belly. “Sorry you didn’t get your chance to make friends with someone from the afterlife, sweetheart.” 

“That’s alright,” you say. “This may be more rewarding anyway. You can’t pet ghosts.” 

Lily laughs, dropping a kiss on your shoulder. “No, I don’t suppose you can. Do you want to keep her?” 

You look at her in surprise. “Could we? Michael wouldn’t be happy.” 

She shrugs a shoulder, green eyes flashing with challenge. “There are some things worth incurring Michael’s wrath, I think.” 

You beam, looking down at the nearly sleeping kitten cradled in your arm. “Yeah.” 

“Come on.” Lily gives you a nudge, starting back out into the hall. “Our dinner’s going to burn, and I think we have tuna in the pantry to hold this one over until we can get to the store.”

“Can we name her Ghost?” you ask, following her out. 

“Oh, I don’t think we have a choice.” 

[beautifulbrainrot]

I love Lily Evans like you don't even understand.

She moans so sweetly when you have your head between her soft thighs, softly begging for more in a breathy tone. Stopping right when she's about to cum lets you see the way her freckled skin flushes, while also having her beg you for your mouth.

If you feel like being extra cruel? Trace her pretty tits while kissing her. Listen to her little squeaks as she squirms into the fingers you have tracing her inner thighs, just below where she needs them. Her pretty green eyes filled with tears as you finally let her cum, and her pretty swollen lips ready to clean your fingers when she finally comes down.

Don't think she doesn't return the favour, because that woman is a god with her fingers and mouth. She's much more desperate with her movements, but that doesn't make them any less intoxicating. Lily'll happily drink anything you give her, looking up at you with adoring eyes as she asks if she did good...

I literally wanna die between her thighs (not to be depraved or anything but she totally fucks James anyways {oh my gosh tag teaming James with Lily Evans has just become my new dream})

-💫

i LOVE you.

IMMSO HAPPY FOR A LILY REQUEST!!!

18+

fuck i want to suffocate between her thighs.

eating her out ravenously, sucking on her swollen clit, smiling into her when she whimpers and trembles.

her thighs desperatly clench around your head, but you push them open again, not even using much force, she can’t help but do whatever you want.

ughhh the way her thighs would literally tremble and shake, fuck i need to see that. i need to live that <33

her gorgeous red hair, splayed on the pillow, her freckled face flushed and crumpled as she moaned.

as she approached orgasm, she would start rocking her hips against your face, moaning and whining desperately, the sound so needy and pathetic you can’t help but smirk and laugh softly into her, the vibration causing her to cry out.

and when she finally cums? fuck she would look so beautiful, her face twisted in pleasure, her body trembling as her delicious wetness spread onto your tounge.

she would love being between your thighs too, so desperate for you, and wanting the please you <333

the way she’d dive in, i mean it would be sloppy and erotic and it would not take long for you to cum on her hungry tounge.

pls send in more lily requests omgg! i love sub and dom lily, she’s just so perfect

[ddejavvu]

Stoner rem or Lilly mixing your roll with lavender and other herbs to help with your insomnia <33

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

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You feel sleepy all of a sudden. Not bad sleepy, not scary, chest-tightening, breath-taking sleepy, but calm, sweet, drowsy sleepy. Your head lands on Lily's shoulder as you exhale a puff of smoke, involuntarily so as it slips out in a yawn.

"Tired, dove?" Remus chuckles warmly, his own blunt perched between his lips.

"M-hm," You nod, your cheek rubbing against the corduroy strap of Lily's overalls, "What are you putting in this weed?"

"Lavender." Lily informs you, and your brows furrow at her serious answer to your joke, "And other herbs. All safe, sweetheart." Her hand comes up to caress your cheek, skin smooth and soft, "I heard you tossing and turning last night."

"And your eyes are baggy," Remus nods, "Lily said that would work."

"It did," You groan, passing your joint off to Lily to snuff out, favoring instead to rub your face against her shoulder, pressing at your aching eyes as you get comfortable, "I hope you're strong, because you're going to have to carry me to bed."

"I can do it," Remus smiles, and it's the last thing you see before you let your eyes drift shut, "Sweet dreams, dovey."

[slytherweasley]

Princess (Lily Evans x reader)

Warnings: smut, oral, fingering, swearing

Summary: People like to assume things about y/n and Lily’s relationship which causes Lily to feel disrespected.

People always loved to assume things about you and Lily, your own friends didn’t get your relationship. People perceived Lily to be soft, innocent, beautiful and quite conservative because she’s smart. Whereas you’re perceived to be outspoken, vulgar and confident often mistaken for being dominant.

You and Lily cuddle up on the couch in the common room smiling and kissing happily. “It’s weird, isn’t it?” Sirius says aloud “Yes, it’s unusual” James agrees. The four boys observe you and Lily in the almost empty common room.

“Don’t be jealous, James” you smirk and he scoffs “Jealous? I’m not jealous of you” “All of you are, that must be why you’re all so interested in our relationship.”

“No way, don’t put words in my mouth” Sirius defends himself “We just don’t get it” Remus explains. “There’s not much to get, we love each other” Lily says “Do you ever have sex?” Sirius teases “Shut up Sirius.”

“There’s no way, Lily is too innocent for that” James chimes in. “No, you’ve got it wrong, Lily is a pillow princess” Sirius says “That is so rude” Lily sits up “I guess you’ll never know” you say walking away.

Lily was angered by Sirius’ comments, you follow her to your shared dorm room. “Pillow Princess? Me? I’m not even a bottom!” she exclaims “He is just teasing, you know he likes to get me upset, it’s a joke. I’ll make sure to tell him he went too far.”

Lily angrily paces up and down the length of the dorm room “Get undressed” she demands “Why?” “Dont question me, I’m not in a playful mood.”

You start to get out of your uniform until you’re completely naked “bed” she says, you get onto the bed hugging your knees. Lily mutters to herself continuing to pace up and down forgetting you’re naked and ready for her on the bed. “Pillow princess” she mutters along with cursing Sirius.

“Darling” you say carefully “I’m not a pillow princess, I treat my love with the best orgasms, I love eating your pussy” she says angrily. “I know, you’re so good at making me cum” you encourage her slightly anxious about her behaviour.

“I can’t wait to see your pretty pussy, I bet you’re already wet, you’re always wet for me” you nod as she approaches you. “Lay down, spread your legs” she says unbuttoning her school shirt leaving it open.

Half of you wants to thank Sirius for getting your girlfriend riled up and the other half wants to hate him for insulting her.

Lily kisses your inner thighs as you squirm. She presses her lips to your clit, you feel the pressure. She licks up and down your cunt tasting you and moaning against your clit.

“So good Lil” you moan letting your fingers tangle in her hair.

Her fingers slip inside you making your eyes roll back and your back arch. “That’s it” she says gently, rubbing your inner thigh.

“I’m close” you warn “I know, let it go.”

You screw your eyes shut and breathe out as you finish. Lily’s fingers don’t stop until you’ve completed your orgasm. She licks her fingers and places a kiss on your forehead.

[lionizingheathen]

Roses- L.E

Plus sized Lily Evans x Fem!Reader

Eating Lily Evans out

Warnings: Smut, Oral sex female recieving, slight exhibitionism, sort of d/s themes, praising, fingering

Hope you enjoy it, smut under the cut

"You are so good for this, oh my god." Lily moaned, her grip tightening in your hair, pulling you closer, enveloping your head with her plush thighs.  You moaned, lifting your head just a bit to respond to her.  It was the best part of your day, whenever Lily Evans decided that she wanted your tongue on her cunt.

"Thank you."  You sighed, ducking back down, licking and sucking her clit into your mouth as you slipped two fingers inside of her, curling.  She let out a low groan of approval.

"I'm gonna take you out for such a nice dinner after this baby.  Just keep going."  She said, and you whimpered, looking up.  You wanted nothing more than to run your fingers over the plush, soft skin of her stomach, but you couldn't ignore the throbbing ache between your own thighs.  You reached down and rubbed at your clit, moaning against her cunt as you felt some relief.  Lily must have noticed because she sat up on her elbow, pulling you up by your hair.  The way that her stomach creased drove you mad, making you strain to bury your face once again, but instead she fully sat up, gripping under your chin with a smirk.

"Don't baby.  You can't touch what's mine, you know the rules on that."  Lily said, her voice coming out dangerously sweet, making your heart race as you pouted.  You wanted to feel good... or to make yourself feel even better, why wouldn't she let you?

"But-."  She shook her head, pulling you up enough to give her a lingering kiss before pushing you back down.

"No, you have to-."

"Evans?  Are you in here?"  You both froze at the sound of Marlene's voice, not to far from Lily's bedroom.  She didn't know about the two of you... or if she did she hadn't ever asked about it... Lily took a deep breath and pulled her comforter over you and up to her chest, using the hand buried in your hair to push you back between her thighs.

"Shit... Keep going baby, just keep quiet, okay?"  She asked, and you paused for a moment.  What if Marlene found out?  She was perceptive enough, it wouldn't take much to piece two and two together if something went awry.

"But-."  She pushed your head again, her intention and decision clear.  There was no fighting her on this.

"I said keep going, are we clear?  And if you stop, you'll live to regret it, I promise." She said, her tone not displaying the danger in her words, but you knew it was true.  You looped your arms around her legs again, settling down in front of her, licking your lips.  You already knew she was drenched, and your mouth watered at the idea of getting back to what you were best at.

"... Yes ma'am."  You murmured, and you dove back in, moaning at the wetness.  It was ten times more intense like this, only existing in a world that was Lily's cunt, her smell, her skin.  It made you quiver, made you feel all the more helpless as she used you for her own pleasure.

"Right here!"  Lily called, and you were in awe of how level her voice was... normally Lily was so vocal, moaning and praising and it was evident in her tone what was happening... but she managed to hide it quite well as Marlene cracked her door open.

"Someone sent you roses, I just thought you should know.  Left them in the living room with their intials on the card.  Have you seen Y/N?  I think they're from her."  She said, and you sighed against Lily's cunt, making her cough to cover it up.  They were from her, they were the whole reason you were lucky enough to actively be having your head crushed between her thighs right now.  Her breathing was getting more unsteady.

"Oh.  That's so cute...  She's so nice, I hope it is."  She said, her voice betraying her on the last word.  You smirked to yourself and doubled down, part of you absolutely intent on making her break in front of someone.  You wanted to know how she would punish you afterwards, it would be fun.

"Are you alright?  You look like you're going to sick up."  Marlene said, and you nearly laughed, but Lily squeezed your head a little harder with her thighs, a sort of warning.  A very welcome one, you wanted nothing more than to have her crush you to death, and you'd told her as much more than once before.

"I'm fine... just fine..."  Lily said, her mumbling seeming a bit listless as she carefully ground her hips on your mouth, hopefully not being obvious.  She was silent for too long, you knew that, lost in seeking out her own pleasure.

"Lily!"  Marlene snapped, seeming to bring her back to reality as you sucked hard on her clit, making her bite back a moan as you slid in another finger to join the first two.  She let out a breath before clearing her throat.

"Could you grab me some water?  I... I need some."  She said, her voice betraying her more and more with each moment.  Your thrusts became harder, faster, and you sucked on her clit with more urgency, wanting her to cum on your face.

"Uh... Yeah.  Yeah, sure."  She said, and the door shut behind her not a moment later.  Lily threw the comforter off of your head, looking down at you with a heaving chest and pinkened cheeks.  She looked better than any artwork you'd ever seen in a museum.  She threw her head back and all you could see were her stomach and her tits, her body trembling.  You gripped onto her hip with your free hand, letting your fingers sink into the flesh

"Now, baby... I'm cumming now."  She gasped, closing her thighs tight around your head to keep you there, not that you could imagine a place in the world where you would rather be in that moment.

"Good girl... Good girl... God, so good."  She whined, and you kept thrusting your fingers, forcing her into a second orgasm as she shook against the mattress, digging her heels into your back, and when she finally released you, she looked wrecked.  Wrecked, but happy as she drew you up to her, pulling you into a tight hug.

"You, my dear, are so good at that.  You're so good for me, aren't you?"  She murmured, and you nodded, tucking your face against her neck, purposefully throwing a leg over her so that she would feel the wetness between your thighs.  After a moment she let out a quiet moan and reached over, running her fingers over your cunt.

"Yes ma'am.  All for you."  You whimpered, and Lily sat up, a sharklike grin on her face as she hovered above you.  She looked so hot like this, it was almost enough to make you cum untouched.

"I think you've deserved a bit of a reward, haven't you?"  She asked, and you nodded frantically, wanting anything that she was willing to give you.

"Please."  You begged, and she smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips as she sat up, pushing herself off the bed.

"Wait here.  I'll be right back."  She insisted, and you watched her walk over to the dresser and dig through the drawer until she found her strap and harness, making you swallow heavily.  Fuck, you wouldn't be walking tomorrow.

[berrieluv]

Loved doll face honey! Do you think you could do something similar with both James and Lily? Maybe where they both find out of something? Only if you're okay with that

Heeey, I'm so glad you liked it, DollFface Honey has been the hardest thing for me to write because my knowledge of the english language really lacks of sexual words, on the other hand I've never write about fem!character x fem!reader in an explicit way but i'll try, hope I fill the expectations <3

Lily Potter x James Potter x Fem!Reader.

TW. overstimulation? fingering, penetration, threesome, breeding kink, size kink, daddy kink, dirty talk, open marriage, i really don't know what else. pleaaaase leave a comment, you have no idea of how happy they make me :c

The spouses manipulator.

Lily was fine with James sleeping with other people. She was doing it as well, and at that point, so far from monogamy, getting upset would only be hypocrite.

Lily could share her husband, and as far as James is concerned, he could share his wife as well, but there was something about you that felt just wrong to share. Remus knew that, Lily was sure, and even thought Lily was way too smart to know between Remus and you was something going on, he was mature enough to accept Lupin and her sharing the same girl. But when it came to sharing with James, something about it felt not right.

Not because James couldn't touch anyone else besides her, but because with three people tainting you at the time –leaving Sirius out of the picture, because to Sirius' liking, the three adults were far to know about him and you– it was just a short matter of time before you were completely in lost of your innocence.

"Baby, you need to choose. Me or Lily?"

James was standing in front of you, his naked torso in all display and his big muscles flexing with his crossed arms. Lily was pulling up the sleeves of her satin blouse and looking at you with a smile, confident of what your answer would be.

"Both?"

"No, pretty girl. You can't have both" James said, leaning down to you and taking your face with his two big hands "Daddy or mommy?"

You already had too many daddies, one less couldn't hurt.

"Mommy?"

Lily smiles in silence, James looks at her in surprise and slightly offended.

"Baby, you're letting daddy go?" At his words, a pout takes over your facial expression and your eyes start to water. Sure you didn't want to let your daddy James go, so you shake your head. "See? Baby wants daddy" He says, looking at Lily.

"What about mommy, baby?"

"Want' mommy too"

Lily clicks her tongue and comes closer to you, pulling James out of your physical space and kissing your lips.

"What about mommy and daddy help you out, pretty thing?" You look at her in a confused way only to gasp when her hand is making circles on your clit covered with your underwear. "Baby, you're so wet" Lily says, earning a big crying "no" from you, who were taught by James that was an indicator of sickness. "Don't worry, mommy would make it better"

Lily looks at James with challenging eyes, and for him, his wife has never been hotter than in that exact moment, about to fuck a teenager to show him who was better when it came to sex.

Her fingers put aside your panties, quickly making it into you, in response you moan at Lily lack of delicacy. Your eyes get distracted by her hands and you look down, eager to see what she's doing down there with you. At the movement, Lily grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls it, forcing you to look up while her fingers fuck you in amazing ways you thought could never be possible by any other than Remus' cock. Lily wanted your eyes on you, seeing how teary they were getting, loving to see how wrecked you could get by only her fingers.

Her hand gets away from you, owning a cry and an expectant look. In all the calm there possibly can be, Lily takes two of her fingers to her mouth and licks them, patiently, taking her time as if you weren't a full moaning mess in front of her. Her free hand gets on your inner thigh, opening your legs for her to have a better access to you, your underwear is glued to your pussy thanks to your wetness, but it doesn't seem like an impediment for Lily, if so, it serves her right, pulling the fabric of the panties every time so to make you whimper when it slash your needy and wet cunt.

Your moans are music for Lily and James' ears –the last one in full rock hard mood, but sitting straight, only looking at you and planing on how many ways he'll rail you to prove his wife he's a better fucker–. Your hips move back and forth, needing to feel Lily's touch. Your erected nipples making their appearance through the thin fabric of your shirt.

"Awh, are you horny, little thing? Hoe around mommy's soft fingers as much as you please. You look so fucking pretty, almost angelic. Your pretty little pussy being all stretched out around my long fingers"

Lily smiles when she hears your final loud moan, knowing she already made you cum, fingering all of it inside of you again, and taking her fingers to her mouth, licking them "You did so good for mommy, baby girl"

And with that, her face is now rising, getting a little higher than where yours is, lifting up your chin with her fingers making you look at her, she opens your mouth with her thumb and spits.

Now was James turn.

He smiles while walking to you, before he could touch Lily, she walks away and sits on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs ready to see how you take James.

"Don't you worry baby. That was nothing compare to what I have prepare for you"

He grins at you and take your face, kissing your lips and taking your body as if it was a feather.

Now your back is turned to him and your tits bang with the chair back, James loses no time with your underwear and takes it apart. He takes his belt off, the sound itself making your pussy wet again, he takes his time on taking his jeans off and before he could start, he makes sure your position on the table is good to not make you fall.

His cock thrust into you, his big hands are now on your hips and moving them to his, your tits are bouncing and blaming the chair, causing Lily's view to turn on a show.

James slows his movements, knowing it turns you even more when you think he's stopping and then he surprises you by going faster. One thing about james was that –unlike Sirius and Remus– he loved smacking your ass in such a gentle way. He liked the sound the palm of his hand made in contact with your ass and not so much the pain in cold cause in you.

"You're enjoying this, bunny? Do you like daddy's cock fucking you so hard?" He asks with a soft voice, almost romantic. He grabs your arms and lifts your upper body from the chair, making you feel his dick deeper in you. At the feeling of James thick thighs, you tried to rub yourself in them.

Above all of the others, James would have something that drove you absolutely crazy that the other could never have; his strong thighs. A result from many years of exercise and discipline.

At that point, James is doing all the work for you. It was was easy for him to handle you comparing the size difference, your hands hanged on his thighs skin, trying to have a support.

James' hands are quick to grab your shirt, making you lift your arms so he can take it off, and as soon as he takes the clothing off your body leans back again in the chair, his hands trying to get yours yo hold onto something, making your moans grow bigger and louder. His hands keep smacking your ass and as the seconds pass your arms feel weaker.

Your already worked up pussy is begging for James to keep going, clenching around his cock and milking it with every thrust. James is eager to please you as he understands your body language, while your moans seem tired and your little voice is begging him to stop and take it easy, you know your body is asking for something else.

"Daddy, no more"

"No more? But daddy's being so nice to you, baby princess. He's treating your pretty pussy so well and it it's being so nice to me, I can tell she wants this" In the moment you close your eyes, a sign of your tiredness, James quickly grabs your neck, holding your back close to his chest and his lips extremely near to your ears "Pussy's being such a good girl, isn't she" You moan and nod, opening your mouth to say something but being completely shut by the violent entrance of James fingers "But this pretty mouth is being bad" He pouts in a fake way and bites your ear "Such a bratty mouth, baby. Better keep it quiet if you want your pussy to get her reward for being good. Wouldn't be fair if she gets noting, would it?"

You shake your head "Good girl. Show your body who's in charge"

James free hand goes straight to your clit, rubbing circles in it and making your belly tickle. James' thrusts faster as he senses you coming outdone by the sound of your moans, finally his cum is being load in you, completely filling your tight pussy but he keeps his movements, not pretending to stop until you finish.

"What a bad daddy" Lily says. She knows her husband like the palm of her hand, there's no way she couldn't recognize his orgasm face because she has seen it too many times "Comes in you before you can finish. Mommy would never do that, baby"

You look up at her and Lily smiles, taking your chin and letting you suck on her thumb.

"You have been such a good girl, haven't you, princess?" You smile and nod while you feel James cock getting out of you and letting his cum drip from your pussy "Look at you, all used and covered in cum. You, baby, look like the prettiest girl in the world. But mommy's not done with you yet"

Lily's smile is easily the prettiest thing on the word, but Lily's smirk could turn on every single sexual person on earth. She takes your hand in a gentle way and walks to the bed with you.

Lily takes her blouse off, only thing covering her now is her bottom lingerie; "Ride mommy's thigh, baby"

Fuck, James thought; That was his move.

There wasn't a thing on earth Lily wasn't willing to do to win. And when she saw you, hungrily trying to hump on James thick thighs she knew she had to steal it from him.

You quickly obeyed her instructions, but before you could sit, looking at her, Lily turned you the other way around. If she was going to win, James was going to watch you getting ruined by his sweet little flower.

"Tell daddy how it feels, baby"

"S'so'so good" You manage to breath out. James grin grows bigger and Lily sends him a deadly glance when she sees him coming close.

"Don't even think about it"

"What? Baby seems to need daddy's cock, don't you baby"

You innocently nod, your shiny eyes giving away your desperation. James rubs his cock a little, only taking him a few seconds to get it hard again and then he looses no time on thrusting into you.

In the heat of the moment, and being full by jealousy, Lily's hand make its way to your clit, violently rubbing in as he sees James moving your hips back and forth for his cock to go deeper, causing you to also rub yourself faster on Lily's thighs.

There was a few seconds where Lily thought sharing you with his husband couldn't be that bad. But she was far too gone on the dispute to give in.

"You're so desperate for daddy's cock, aren't you? Don't worry darling, when I end you you won't be able to walk. You better start thinking what you'll tell Remus, pathetic whore"

And Lily gives up, knowing it would be funnier to be on James' side.

"You're a filthy little slut for mommy and daddy, aren't you, princess?" You nod moaning "Your only desire is to be bred and filled by mommy's thick cock. Don't you worry baby, daddy's cock makes wonders. Soon you'll be all round and full with his babies"

James lets out a gutural groan, your sweating body in the middle of the both of them, being violently fucked by his cock and being also please by Lily's skilled fingers. You're crying and whimpering, turning him on more.

"Gonna feel you up and breed you right here, baby. On mommy's bed just as she says, just like the little whore you are"

Lily smiles and pulls your hair to have your head resting on her shoulder, you whimper at the lack of her fingers in your clit but as soon as you complain she has her lips on your neck and her hand back on stimulating you.

"What do you think Remus would say of his innocent and pure step-sister being all breed by his best friend's seed. All full of his best friend's husband's cum, hum?" James thrust one time, slow and deep into you, making your insides feel hot, when he pulls out Lily is holding your hips to keep James' cum inside while he looks for something.

"Don't let it out, darling" She says when she sees your pussy clenching and letting a blast of sperm out "Mommy and daddy would get mad if you keep doing that"

"Can't hold it, mommy. S' too much"

You groan in discomfort at James plugging you. "Problem solve, princess"

You better start thinking on what you'll tell Remus.

[flxwerydreams]

I think I like you (I hope you do too)

Lily Evans x Fem!Reader

a/n: first fic!!! pls be kind :) the title is from your text by sundial.

c/w: die joke, swearing. (lmk if i missed something)

You stared at the man with undisguised incredulity. “800 pounds? Are you kidding me? I thought we agreed on 500?” Trevor - or perhaps Troy rolled his eyes at you derisively. He probably thought he was being subtle - that stupid prick.

“It's just how it is, Miss. Moving stuff inside the 'ouse? Well, that's gonna cost you a bit extra, innit? Wouldn't want you gettin' in over your 'ead now, would we?" he jeered at you. His twin, Trevor, you identified from his tag, snickered stupidly at that. The universe was really testing your patience today. 

"Seriously? It would've been decent to tell me upfront that moving stuff indoors meant extra charges. This is ridiculous." Trevor turned to you then, all six feet of him tensed and towering over you. "Miss, it ain't on us. You got a problem with it, you take it up with the higher ups. Give us our dosh, we've got other bits to be getting on with." With a sigh you handed over the cash, regretting the choice of passing on your friends’ offers to help you with the move. 

With another sigh, you turned back to the big mess in front of you, your hands resting on your hips, visibly expressing the exhaustion you were already feeling. This had seemed like such an exciting idea at first, having your own space all to yourself. The independence and freedom that you had anticipated was certainly there and you were definitely feeling it now. Having to arrange all this furniture by yourself …… very exciting. 

You let out a third sigh and felt the weariness seep into your bones. This was going to be a very long day. You took a step toward the covered couch - ready to begin settling into this new place, which would hopefully become your home. 

Suddenly, you were ambushed by a lasso which was thrown at your legs with murderous intent. The lasso then purred and you died ….. due to the lasso’s cuteness. “Hello, kitty! Oh, you’re so precious”, you cooed. The cat (not lasso) meowed up at you, rubbing against your shins. “What’s your name, buddy?” you murmured softly, picking it up and settling it in your arms. The only response you received was another meow, and a curious paw on your face. Noticing your open door, you walked towards it, all the while, gently scratching the cat behind its ears. “You seem like such a distinguished member of the society. Oh, is that where you came from?” you wondered to yourself, noticing another open door down the hallway. “And you’re my new neighbour too, it’s so sweet of you to welcome me like that, kitty.” you giggled, shutting your door carefully.  “Let's get you back to your owner, shall we?” You walked up to the threshold of your neighbour’s house and knocked on the open door. 

Just then, ‘Kitty’, as you had begun to call the cat in your head, jumped down from your arms and ran inside — towards the kitchen, you assumed. Standing on your neighbour’s doorstep awkwardly with no apparent reason was definitely not on your agenda for the day but before you could say or do anything, a figure emerged from said kitchen, you assumed again. Following that, your heart skipped around five or at least two beats. 

Standing in front of you was probably the most gorgeous woman you had ever seen. Her red curls were tied up in a top bun and there was a smudge of flour across her left cheek. And she was saying something — to you. “— hall?” She asked, with a curious gaze fixed on you. 

“Huh? Sorry — I didn’t hear that, I was - I was thinking something else, sorry” you felt heat rise to your cheeks.

 At this, a teasing smile spread on her lips. She replied with a playful lilt to her tone "I said, I hope Crookshanks didn't give you any grief, darlin', and I was wonderin' if you're the new neighbour down the hall." 

“Oh yes, I am.’’ you replied hurriedly. “I’m in 403. Which you probably already know, cus' of all the noise.” Then you registered her previous statement. “Oh, wait — his name is Crookshanks? That’s such a cute name! How old is he?” 

“He’s four!” she replied eagerly. “He’s Himalayan. And I’m Lily Evans. What’s your name, love?” she asked, walking up to you. 

It was so hard not to stare at her — she was radiant, and you realised with a start that your palms were sweaty as hell. Quickly wiping them on the back of your thighs, you extended your right hand forward as you told her your name — mostly so that you would have something to do with them, but also because she was just so pretty. Although you didn’t want to be a creep, her hands looked so soft. You realised too late that they also looked dusty. The apologetic smile on her face just made you want to cringe even more. 

"I'm terribly sorry. I was actually just whipping up some cookie dough for your welcome biscuits. Seems I've spoiled the surprise, haven't I? But I do hope you're rather fond of chocolate chip! It's one of my specialties, you know." she winked. 

In your opinion, if you fainted, at that moment, it would be completely valid. The little nicknames, the supposed flirting (you hoped), and that wink? It was a surprise you were still standing straight. It took you a few seconds to find your voice again. “Oh, you didn’t have to, you know? But also thanks a lot. Crookshanks and his owner both definitely know how to give a warm welcome.” That was brave. And also slightly lame, in your opinion. But it seemed to have its desired effect or so you thought, judging by the slight twinkle in Lily’s eyes. Her body language shifted. She leaned in a bit closer and hummed playfully. "Looks like I owe thanks to my mate for leaving the door ajar as he left. Annoying as bloody hell, but it seems to have finally come in handy." 

You quirked a smile at that, hoping her close proximity didn’t mean she could feel the heat emanating off of your face. “Looks like you do, I guess. Anyway, I should get going. I’ve still got a shit ton of stuff to do and not enough time. I’ll see you — and Crookshanks, later though?” Judging by the way her smile seemed to soften around the edges, she definitely caught the hopeful tone at the end of your sentence. “Yes, you will. Fancy joining me for dinner tonight? I'm not exactly a master chef, but I reckon the gas ain't sorted yet at your place, love.” this time, her tone was quieter and she was looking directly into your eyes with a small smile. You shifted your weight to the other leg and looked to the floor, considering it. Was this a date? You desperately wanted it to be, but what if something went wrong? Then you would have to live next to her with that and it would be awkward as hell. Looking back up at her, you saw that she was waiting patiently for you to respond, and you decided to give it a shot. What will happen, will happen, right? 

“Sure.” you replied, hoping your voice didn’t betray the conflict you had felt. “I’d love that.” She smiled brightly and clapped her hands together, leading to a small cloud of flour enveloping the both of you. At that she grinned sheepishly and whispered “Sorry.” Guess you weren’t the only nervous one, after all."I'll see you after you're done with work, love. Just give me a shout, yeah? I’ll be waitin’." 

And with that, you left for your own flat, and the big mess that awaited you. You knew the nerves of the date — was it? — would power you to get through a majority of the work. A giddy smile on your face, you began with the Herculean tasks.

And if the exhaustion of the day seemed like a good excuse to sit a bit too close to each other on Lily’s couch while watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine after eating slightly overcooked pasta, who were you to object to that?

i hope you enjoyed it! leave a comment :) special thanks to @mxssingmemories for being an absolute angel 💖

[howlyourmelancholy]

No Sugar Tonight

summary: in which she tells you no.

warnings: brief mention of james, but he's not a main player. lily is soft!dom here, and maybe a little mean. fingering. oral; (reader receiving). orgasm deniel.

words: 409.

notes: i'll never say no to flower-petal love, especially with lily. james makes a brief appearance because why not. hope you enjoy loves.

Her touch was gentler but no less effective. Lily Evans was a siren, blessed with poetic beauty and ethereal femininity. Everything she did was for a purpose, done with careful consideration and forethought, and tonight it was all done to drive you insane.

She'd let you come only once as she kitten-licked your wet folds, the tip of her tongue flicking gently against your clit—a slow, steady rhythm that lured you to the brink of orgasm. The girl was soft compared to James, who was sitting in the corner, palming his cock through his boxers while you arched of the bed, cumming with a soft cry as his girl pushed two fingers into you.

"Fuck—please. Please, Lily, please, please." Her fingers were brushing over a blissful spot inside your gummy walls, and you couldn't help but moan prettily as she touched you. You felt her lips move against your clit, pulling into a soft smile as she ran the flat of her tongue from your hole to your throbbing nub. When she finally lifted her head, red hair tickling the inside of your thighs, her chin was shiny—a sinful mixture of slick and spit that had you clenching around her fingers.

"Please? Please what? You have to use your words." She cooed gently. You knew that she didn't mean to sound condescending, or maybe she did; you weren’t sure any more. It was emotional whiplash. Normally, Lily was this perfectly polite, sweet woman who wouldn't dream of hurting anyone (except perhaps James when they'd first met).

But right now, she embodied the perfect soft-domme persona. She was controlling you and your pleasure, keeping you laid on the bed of fresh linens and a dozen pillows. The smell of vanilla candles burned faintly. James's soft groans became background noise as she played you like a violin. Each stroke of her fingers was precise, pushing you closer to the edge. She knew your body and knew that when the dam broke, there would be no stopping it.

“Please,” you begged, breath escaping in gasps as she pressed her thumb against your clit, drawing small, slow circles around it. "I'm gonna cum, Lils. Please, please, can I? Can't hold it any more. M'gonna cum, please, fuck, please."

Feeling your walls starting to quiver around her fingers, she slowed her pace, the wet squelching of your impending orgasm echoing around the room in time with James' groans. When your legs started to shake and your back was bowing into a pretty arch, she pulled them from you and brought them to her lips to lick clean.

“Oh no, you can't cum, baby. But thank you for asking.” Even though her words are cruel, they sounded so sweet—sweet enough to make angels cry.

[phoenixs-fandoms-and-writings]

Do You Feel Better, My Love?

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: James Potter/Lily Evans/GN!Reader

Summary: You get a message from your ex and you spiral into a panic attack. When your partners come home, they find you in the middle of a panic attack and help you through it.

Reader is gender neutral. No pronouns are used.

Ex is referred to as she/her.

WARNINGS: referenced bad relationship (past relationship), panic attack

Notes: I am anti-JKR and her beliefs. This account is a safe space for all.

As another note, the technique James used to get the reader out of their panic attack is one I’ve used for others many times after being taught it and I’ve had a couple of friends use it for me. From what I was taught, your brain can’t focus on the panic attack and random numbers at the same time.

I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.

Read on AO3 here

You were coming home after getting some things for your date tonight. As you open the door, you hear your phone notify you of a text. You smile thinking it’s from James or Lily (your dates) and after you finish putting things down, you look at your phone.

Except it wasn’t from either of them, it was from your abusive ex.

You drop your phone and back into the wall, sliding down. ‘Why now?’ You thought. ‘Why did they have to come back now?’

Your breathing got very shallow, very fast, and you couldn’t think. You tried to get yourself out of it, but you just couldn’t. You couldn’t remember any of the techniques.

It felt like everything was going in slow motion and you covered your ears, trying to stop the world from getting to you.

You had no idea how long it had been, but you wanted everything to just stop. Then you heard a voice; you don’t know how far away it is. You couldn’t make out what they (you could hear two different voices) were saying.

“Hey, love, it’s James,” he said to you. “Can you look up at me?”

You were still freaking out, and you ended up moving your head trying to find where James’ voice came from. When you moved your head to the side, he put his hands on your cheeks to hold you still and thats when you saw him; your James.

“Alright, I need you to listen to my voice and repeat after me,” James told you as calmly as he could. “Alright. One.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Two.”

“Nine.”

“Nine.”

“Twenty-two.”

“Twenty-two.”

“Seventy.”

“Seventy.”

He gave you a few more random numbers with you repeating all of them, until he heard your breathing return to normal.

“Do you feel better, my love?”

“Yes, Jamie,” you replied as you smiled and leaned into one of his hands. “Where’s Lily?”

“I’m just behind you, angel,” you heard Lily whisper behind you. “What happened?”

You looked down, “my phone.” James started moving, but before he could get up, you told him, “stop. Please.” He moved and leaned against the wall, you turned and leaned into him, finally seeing Lily since she walked in. Both of them looked at you kindly while they were patiently waiting for you to carry on.

“My ex contacted me today for the first time since I finally cut off contact with her,” you told them. “I got a message from her. I don’t know what it said and I don’t want to know. She took too much time away from me before, and I don’t want her back in my life.”

“You’re doing the right thing, lovey,” James tells you as he holds you to him.

“Alright, I’m getting your phone and deleting the message,” Lily told you. She handed it to you, so you put in your passcode before handing it back to her. She deleted the messages and blocked your ex’s number from your phone, before she handed it back to you.

He asked, “how about we move to somewhere more comfortable?”

You nodded at him, fresh tears flowing but now because you were happy at how you evolved; you had an abusive ex who treated you like you meant nothing, to having a beautiful relationship with two amazing people, who often reminded you how amazing you were and how much you deserved to be loved.

James saw the tears, “are you alright?”

“Perfect,” you told them through your tears. “I’m crying because of how happy the two of you make me, and how both of you make me feel so incredible and empowered.”

Lily hugged you and you kissed her cheek, before James picked you up, and carried you bridal style, “where would you like us to be? Living room or bedroom?”

“Bedroom, please,” you told him

“I’ll be there in a minute,” you heard Lily call from behind you.

You kissed his cheek as he carried you through to the bedroom the three of you shared. He placed you gently on the bed, before moving onto the bed himself and pulling you to him. He kissed all over your face making you giggle and when he pulled back, he cupped your face and kissed you gently on the lips.

“I love you so much,” he told you with so much sincerity and so much love. It made you blush and tear up. “I love the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love.”

“I love your incredible smile,” Lily said from behind you. She crawled onto the bed behind you and you sat back against the headboard, so you could see both of them next to you.

“You always make me want to be a better person,” James told you as he caressed your cheek.

You took their hands as Lily kissed you and James kissed where your neck and shoulder met, making you moan. All three of you spent the day together just kissing, cuddling and with them reminding you how much they loved you and how much better off you were without your ex and how proud they were of you.

[ensbunny]

Found @pandalilymicrofics pianist Pandora x violinist Lily (715 words)

Pandora dreamt of playing the violin as a little girl. It was just her luck that her parents forced her and Evan into piano lessons before they could form full sentences. Now, at 29, a recognized composer with a PhD in organic chemistry, she felt ill just pressing the buzzer to her first violin lesson. She had done her best and made piano her world, but well, the asteroid always comes to hit the dinosaur, doesn’t it?

Bzzz. The speaker blared loudly, a man’s voice shouting right after, “Flat 201, door’s open!”

She tiptoed her way through the empty, checker-floored lobby, clutching the cross on her necklace as she made it to the winding stairs. She’d never seen an apartment building so beautifully run down. Someone— another resident— came down in the creaky, gated elevator that the stairs circled. If Regulus wasn’t on the lease, she would gladly leave the high-rise for this. The door was a bit finnicky, but she could manage.

There were only four flats on the second floor, so she spotted the open door immediately and slipped inside. No one was in the entryway, but she could hear a soft violin melody playing from another room. Whether it was her teacher or not was the question.

“Hello, I’m here for a lesson with Lily Evans!” She called out, and the music came to an abrupt stop. That was her playing, then.

Lily Evans, she assumed, rushed in through the doorway, hand outstretched already. Her long hair was up in a banana clip, overalls cut short with little flowers embroidered into the big pocket. Pandora faltered for a moment. She was even more elegant than the place she lived.

Her teacher’s eyes widened, and she stopped dead in her tracks, “You really are that Pandora Rosier?”

“What?” She blurted out, flustered and very confused. “My name is Pandora, yes.”

“I play for the LSO, at the Barbican Centre!” She marvelled, and she felt her face light up.

“I played there!” She gasped, genuinely unable to stop grinning.

“Don’t I bloody know it, I walk past your plaque every morning,” She grinned back.

“God, I didn’t know people actually noticed it,” She blushed, touching a hand to her burning cheek.

“How could I not? You’re quite the stunner,” She gushed, giving her a once-over.

Pandora came down from her high quickly, sighing out an airy breath. The silence stretched on for a beat too long of the woman just staring at her. She cleared her throat, roughly.

“Um, yeah,” She squeaked, which made her smirk, “So, I usually start my lessons off with an introduction— why you’re here, why I’m here. All of that.”

She nodded, politely, waiting for her to continue.

“My violin’s in the living room, if you want to—” She trailed off, and it only took a beat before she understood.

“Well, I just wanted to try something new,” She spoke on her way into the room Lily directed her to.

“Bored of piano?”

“No, God, no, never. I’ve always loved violin, but I never had the opportunity to learn until now,” She glanced at the antique violin on its stand, at least that’s what it said in the description online.

“Really? That’s the same with piano, for me,” She said, sliding past her to get to her spot on the couch.

“If you wanted— I don’t want to assume, but I could teach you,” She almost jumped at how fast Lily’s head snapped back.

“You would do that?”

“Only if this lesson goes well,” She bet, raising an eyebrow at her.

“That’s a lot of pressure,” The veins in her neck tightened as she swallowed, and Pandora really really hoped she was reading this correctly.

“I think you can handle it,” She flirted, easing back into the plush couch, trying to look cool.

It only took a second before Lily’s hand was outstretched to hers, “Deal.”

A year later, Pandora and her girlfriend performed the sonata they composed together at Barbican Hall. She only played a few parts of the violin, but that didn’t really matter. She had found her new world all the same.

[astraeaalstroemeria]

Lily Evans Masterlist by Astraea

Rules & Navigation | Wizarding World Masterlist

Lily Evans

Loving someone the same gender as you? Why that's wrong. Is what they said. When you hear the name "Lily Evans" they would've told you that she was the brightest witch of her age, and the kindest too. Who wouldn't fall for her? And that's the problem. Many would fall for her. Both men and women.

looking at the stars, admiring from afar (part one) (soon...)

↳ i could be a better boyfriend than him (part two) (final) (soon...)

because love can burn like a cigarette (one-shot) (soon...)

[moonstruckme]

Hihi!! I’m brand new here but I love your writing already!! I was wondering if you could write something for James, Remus, or Lily (you can pick!) with a reader who’s absolutely terrified of throwing up and they help her through it when it actually happens? Sorry if it’s worded weirdly or doesn’t make sense 😭😭

Thank you for requesting lovely!

cw: nausea, mention of vomit, reader has hair long enough for a ponytail

Lily Evans x fem!reader ♡ 616 words

“Sweetheart,” Lily’s perfume fills your lungs with every deep breath you take, sweet and vaguely floral. Grounding. Her hand coasts gently up and down your spine, “you’re only drawing it out.” 

Tears bite at the backs of your eyes, because you know. It’s inevitable, when the first wave has already passed but the nausea hasn’t, that there’s going to be more. And your girlfriend, despite her best intentions, is being so supremely unhelpful by telling you so. 

Which isn’t her fault, you know. You certainly don’t want her to go away, you’re just frustrated and panicky and a bit despairing in your hopelessness. It’s easy to be angry with her, when the true villain is formless.

“I can’t make myself do it,” you choke out, and you have to press your lips together hard right after, swallowing. 

“You don’t have to do anything,” Lily promises. She keeps her voice soft and soothing, a caress to your sensitive nerves. A piece of hair falls into your face, and she tucks it back in with the rest, confined to a ponytail at the back of your head. You focus on the gentle scrape of her nails over your scalp. “Just relax, yeah? Let your body do what it needs to.” 

You scrunch your face as another wave of nausea roils through you, squeezing a tear out of one eye. Lily coos and ducks down to kiss it away. Her lips are soft against your cheek, unconcerned with your clammy skin or how awful you know your breath must be, and you’re treated to a sight of her pretty green eyes as she stays crouched beside you. They’re kind, worried. 

“I know you’re nervous,” she says, “but that wasn’t so bad a few minutes ago, was it?” 

“I didn’t love it,” you admit, and she smiles. It’s distractingly lovely. You forget your breathing for a moment, reminded when bile pushes cruelly at the base of your throat. Lily’s expression creases like she can tell. 

“You’ll be so happy once it’s done, pretty girl. So long as you sit here thinking about it it’s still happening, but when it’s over, it’s over.” 

You think to make a reply, something along the lines of I know but that doesn’t make it easier, when your body overrules you. Lily starts rubbing your back again as you cough and gasp, tears slipping off your nose and into the toilet bowl. 

“You’re alright, baby,” she says, sweet-toned and sure. “I’ve got you.” 

You pant like a child as you spit the last of it out, and Lily reaches for the cup of water you’d set aside earlier, passing it to you. You swish and spit into the toilet. You lean back into her, and she receives you happily, adjusting so that you’re partially in her lap and brushing your ponytail to the side. She blows cool air on your nape, making you sigh. 

“You’re so weird,” she says at your reaction, the smile euphonious in her voice. “Do you feel better this time?” 

“I think so,” you answer fretfully. 

Lily combats your anxiety with sureness. “I had a feeling you would.” She brushes a kiss against the shell of your ear. “I know that wasn’t easy, sweetheart. Do you want some of your ice cream as a reward?” 

You groan. “I don’t want to eat anything ever again.” 

“Fair enough,” she laughs. “How about a shower then?” 

You tilt your head back, batting your eyelashes at her. “Will you come with me?” 

Lily clearly makes an effort to keep her smile at bay, but it shows itself in the happy squint of her eyes. “If you ask me nicely, I’ll do anything you like.” 

[beautifulbrainrot]

Lily totally fucks honestly.

Her making you cockwarm her cuz you were too needy to wait for James to get home and she's telling you to wait while she works but her pretty pink dildo (glittery too. Sorry not sorry.) just fits so perfectly inside you, you can't help but squirm on it.

As soon as she's done, which is another 15 minutes because she wanted to punish you for moving too much, she's fucking you into the mattress, whispering soft praises into your ear, "good girl... taking my cock so well.." "such a needy thing, trying to fuck yourself on me? You'll take what I give you sweetheart." She's so mean but so sweet at the same time.

And after she's satisfied with how wet her cock is, she'll make you eat her out. "Got me all worked up honey, so why don't you return the favour?" GOD SHES SO HOT

-💫

SHE IS SO FUCKING HOT

love u fr 💫

lily evans x fem!reader

cw 18+ strap warming, referring to strap as cock, oral (lily receiving)

You don’t know how long you had been sat on Lily’s lap, sparkly pink strap deep inside of you, teasing your most sensitive parts. She was working, and had told you specifically to stay still and be quiet, and who were you to disobey her orders? But you just couldn’t help yourself.

She must have noticed you squirming on her, your panting and whimpering you muffled into her neck as you inhaled her scent, but if she did, she didn’t say anything.

Realistically, it had only been around 20 minutes, but it felt like hours, true torture being so close to her and not having her fuck you.

“Lily..” You finally breathed, picking your head out of her neck to look at her. Her eyes had a teasing glint in them that you didn’t fully recognise with how fuzzy and needy your brain felt.

“Need you- ” You whined, eyes teary as you clenched around the faux cock inside of you.

“Is my baby needy? Does she want more?”

You nodded dopily, burying your head back in her warm shoulder, strands of her red hair tickling your flushed cheeks.

“Come on then, sweet girl.” She purred, lifting you up and carrying you to your bedroom.

“Good girl, taking me so well..” Lily cooed as she brutally fucked you into the soft mattress, a continuous stream of moans pouring from your lips at the intense pleasure you were receiving.

“L- Lily-“ You cried, tears in your eyes as she thrusted into you roughly, the intense pleasure overwhelming, so much so that you could do nothing but hold on to her, and moan her name.

“So needy earlier, weren’t you baby?” She breathed, holding you close, “Fucking yourself on my cock? You’ll take what i give you sweetheart.” She smiled, and you whimpered, nails scratching down her freckled back.

“C'mon baby.. Yeah, that’s it sweet girl.” Lily breathed as you licked up her warm, wet cunt, swirling your tounge around her clit.

“Look so perfect.. So pretty.” She moaned, head lolling back as you ate her out ravenously.

“Got me all worked up, watching you moan like a pretty little slut for me.”

You moaned into her pussy at that, her mean yet somehow still sweet words sending tingles through your body, and heat flooding to your overstimulated core.

[ddejavvu]

Okay I know it’s not Monday- but I’ve had a hard time taking my meds for depresso recently can you do lily or Remus helping reader take there meds Ty x

"It's time," Remus glances at his watch, "Ready, dove?"

A wave of resentment washes over you as Lily digs in her handbag for your medicine bottle, the orange plastic foreboding and somehow taunting.

"Whatever," You grumble, "I don't have water, I can't."

"I have water," Remus reaches into his own bag, a tote slung over his shoulder, "It might be a bit warm, but it's still water."

"Warm water makes me sick," You bluff, "I'll take them later."

"No you won't," Lily carefully insists, smile sympathetic, but not pitying, "I know you won't. I'm no stranger to your evasion tactics, sweetheart."

"Drink while you walk," Remus urges you, pointing at a window display of a novelty pillow, something you'd love to have on your bed, "I was gonna suggest we head in there, I know you'll like their display."

Lily hands you your pills quickly, keeping them hidden in her hand so that you don't see them. And she makes a point of casually walking away before you take them, even though Remus takes your free hand, watching out of the side of his eye while you swallow. They want to make sure you take them, but they don't want to hover, or stare at you.

Their understanding and accommodation of your routines is something you appreciate even if you don't say it, even if you can't say it. You wish you didn't have to take the meds at all, but if you have to, you suppose you want them in Lily's green purse, and you're not sure anything will wash them down better than Remus's water, because even if it is warm, you know he carries it for you.

[doesposts]

My opinion - What Lily looked like?

Lily's hair was auburn, with highlights of gold and red. On the days she had potions, she wore her hair in a bun.

She had very fair, peachy skin. When she was ashamed, her neck blushed.

She had a beautiful, wide smile. Her lips were a peach shade.

Her eyes are light green, almond-shaped, surrounded by thick eyelashes. She had a small mole just next to her left eye

She had a burn scar on her right hand (an accident in the 1st year when James and Sirius accidentally spilled a potion on her).

She was always cold, so she carried a sweater with her. After school she wore a dark green cape and comfortable boots.

*Above is what I imagine Lily looked like right after school*

[morwap]

lily evans falling in love with an artsy reader and thinking she’ll never like her back until reader gives her a portrait portraying her as an angel😭

lily now felt like she knew how james felt when he spent years trying to be with her, thankfully he understood that she wasn’t interested and now they were close friends.

it started when lily had to wake you up, you had fallen asleep on your sketch book in the library and when lily was helping professor pince put the new checked in books away when she noticed you sleeping peacefully.

you two had been partners for a history of magic project a couple years back, “y/n” lily whispered as she watched your peaceful form not even stir, her fingers grazed your shoulder and your eyes fluttered open.

“it’s late and the library is about to close for the night, i can walk you to your common room if you want” lily offered, her face tinting pink a bit and she started to pick at her nails. you rubbed your eye, and nodded sleepily.

lily walked you to your common room and you yawned a thank you and gave her a smile.

now lily was sitting in her lessons thinking of you, the only thing shes been able to think about for months and every time her thoughts would go from sweet and loving to how you wouldn’t even look her way or even think of her that way.

startled when a few of your Hufflepuff friends swarmed her desk with grins.

“will you go to the three broomsticks with y/n? tomorrow 12pm?” one of them asked, lily furrowed her brows and nodded.

“sure” she said and watched them giggle then scramble off.

lily picked at her nails again, realizing it was probably some prank and that you weren’t really asking for her to go with you and you would stand her up.

she looked for you, to ask if it was some joke or real but when she thought it could be real butterflies filled her and her lips curled into a smile. lily couldn’t find you, not during dinner, not in the library and she came to the conclusion you were hiding from her.

lily went to bed early even though it was a friday but she wanted to be well rested when she went to the three broomsticks with you, hoping it was real and not some sick prank.

when lily arrived at the three broomsticks her heart started to sink, not seeing you anywhere so she just got a booth along with a butterbeer. fingers tapping the glass mug and she glanced at the clock every few minutes. tears came to her eyes a couple times as she kept thinking she was getting stood up or that she even had a chance.

a flash went past the window and she whipped her head around trying to follow it, lily heard the bells chime and shoes tapping against the hard wood floor before your out of breath form came into view.

you were a little wet, lily didnt even realize it had started snowing outside til she looked out the window. lily kept her mouth open, not finding the words she wanted to say as you caught your breath.

“m’sorry, so sorry, it started snowing when i started walking down here and i didnt want it to get wet and i dont like using magic on paintings, so i ran back and got something to cover it and then i had to beg slughorn to let me skip detention today while i was on my way out since he caught me and i was in detention yesterday and i needed to finish this-“ you rambled, lily closed her mouth and listened to you before you just groaned into your palms.

“m’sorry i made you wait so long” you mumbled, lily shook her head and placed a hand on your arm.

“its fine, im glad your here. now did you say a painting?” she asked softly, her brows furrowed a bit. you nodded before bringing the canvas covered in two cut paper bags onto the table.

“for you and of you” you mumbled and pushed it towards her. lily carefully took off the bag that kept it from the weather. her green eyes scanning the painting, bringing her hand to her mouth as she took in the painting.

it was her, she could tell right away even if you had never said it, as an angel, a beautiful angel. her hair and eyes stood out from the piece, the way you painted the fabric on her body made her look soft and elegant.

“its absolutely beautiful”