#married jily

[mppmaraudergirl]

a masterlist post

(this list is in no particular order, just subject to tumblr's horrible search function. big thanks to everyone who contributed to the jily love!)

AO3 collection here

Day One - The Big Moments

Good Chaos by @flowerpottlady

Wedding day fanart by @elleest

The Wedding Day by @mppmaraudergirl

The Big Little Moments by @annabtg

Disheartened by @chierafied

Incipience by @abihastastybeans

Querencia by @thelighthousestale

Scenes from a Proposal by @tinyluminaryzombie

Proposal artwork by @constancezin

The Big Moments by @charmsandtealeaves

First dance artwork by @daiziesssart

Day Two - The Little Doe-mestic Moments

James' Man-Cold by @nena-96

Filled to the Brim by @mppmaraudergirl

Indulgence by @abihastastybeans

The Big Little Moments by @annabtg

Good Chaos by @flowerpottlady

Inadequate by @chierafied

Querencia by @thelighthousestale

joy by @myuntoldstory

Missed Spot artwork by @constancezin

Little domestic moment by @charmsandtealeaves

Her Favorite Regular by @arianatwycross

Day Three - Thrice Defied

Patronus artwork by @elleest

Insolence by @abihastastybeans

Good Chaos by @flowerpottlady

Querencia by @thelighthousestale

Overcoming Obstacles by @charmsandtealeaves

Proud by @chierafied

Thrice Defied artwork by @constancezin

to have and to hold and to fight like hell by @kay-elle-cee

Day Four - Our Little Family

Querencia by @thelighthousestale

Revolted by @chierafied

Juvenescence by @abihastastybeans

Good Chaos by @flowerpottlady

Overprotective James artwork by @constancezin

Day Five - Celebrations & Victories

Satisfied by @chierafied

Ebullience by @abihastastybeans

Querencia by @thelighthousestale

To All the Kudos I'll Leave You Next by @wearingaberetinparis

Happy 64th artwork by @constancezin

Additional fics:

Several fics/days included on this masterlist by @practicecourts

Another @wearingaberetinparis fic sequel: My Baby's Fit like a Daydream

Please consider showing some love to these lovely people by reading, commenting, and reblogging their contributions to the jily fandom!

[myuntoldstory]

it's late all around, but! just adding my contributions to prompt 5: "joy" from @jilymicrofics and; day 2: "the little doe-mestic moments" of @mppmaraudergirl's alight with happiness fest. full ongoing fic (which will be completed soon) can be found in ao3. thank you, and enjoy!

ii. two weeks “Wow, it’s blessedly quiet in here.”

“I’m sorry.” James smiles anyway. “I had to distract him with birds.”

“That’s perfectly fine.”

James hears shuffling and, without even opening his eyes, gets to his feet so Lily can take over. He watches over her, making sure she’s settled and comfortable before carefully placing Harry in her waiting arms. As he backs away, he kisses the top of Lily’s head and then sits before her on the floor, crossing his legs. Seeing Lily talk to their son tenderly makes him smile—though with Harry so taken by the birds, she might as well be talking to herself, too. She shrugs off one side of the robe, revealing a pale, freckled shoulder. Then she stops and gazes at him contemplatively.

“You know,” she says, “you don’t have to stay and watch.”

“Oh.” His smile dims. “Do you want me to go—?”

“No! No, no, that’s not what I meant.” Lily sighs deeply, thinking about her next words. “It’s just… well, it’s the same as the first time, you know. And it’s nothing special or even remotely interesting—if you go back to sleep or do something else, I won’t be mad.”

“I appreciate your solicitousness,” he says, perking up. “But I don’t stay just to watch—I want to be with you and Harry and talk.”

Lily raises her brows and smiles slowly. “About?”

“Anything. Everything.”

Silence follows his words. Lily breaks it with a quiet chuckle. Then she continues, sliding the robe down to reveal more of her shoulder, chest, and then her breast. Carefully, she aligns her nipple to Harry’s lips; instinctively, he looks up at Lily and opens his mouth. She guides him to latch on, and once he does, she sighs and relaxes, patting him gently as he feeds and watches the birds.

“Lucky berk,” James says affectionately. “A meal and a show.”

“We reserve nothing but the best in this house.”

They smile at each other. James’ is the first to fall.

“Does it hurt?” he says quietly.

Lily shakes her head. “Just tugging—nothing I haven’t felt before.”

He snorts at her pointed look.

“Good,” he says after clearing his throat.

“And Harry’s gentle—yes, you are, aren’t you?”

Lily kisses the top of Harry’s head when he looks at her.

“You will tell me if it does, yeah?” James says. “Hurt, I mean?”

“Of course.”

As Harry settles against Lily, the conversation turns to topics such as the schedule for the day, what will happen next week, upcoming appointments, replenishing supplies for Harry, and what errands they need to run… it’s mundane and terribly domestic, but James won't have it any other way. An incredible feeling of peace washes over him, relaxing him way more than sleep ever could. Eventually, the conversation comes to a quiet close as he watches over his wife and son, whose lids start drooping.

Nowadays, Lily’s hair competes with his own. The robe she wears is a couple of sizes too big, and her silhouette is so straight that no one can tell her body shape. Purple smudges under her eyes make her pale complexion stand out.

But how captivating she is.

It might be the influence of being a new father or the delirium that comes with it, but at this moment—in this very quiet and still moment—she is breathtaking. His breath hitches when she moves to tuck a loose lock of hair behind her ear. Lily opens her eyes and gives him a sleepy smile.

“What?” she whispers.

He blushes, caught off guard. “What?”

“What?”

“Stop,” James laughs.

Lily’s smile widens. “Why are you looking at me?”

“Because you’re heartbreakingly beautiful.”

She stills, eyes widening as she straightens. James gazes back happily, his smile boyish and honest. It must have been clear that he is serious because Lily relaxes back into the chair and beams. James’ breath catches in his throat again.

“Well, so are you.”

“You reckon?” He runs his hands across his hair and then feels his way around his jaw. “Even with the rat’s nest hair, the eyebags, and the patchy stubble?”

“If anything, they make you hotter.”

“Oh! Well, in that case, a kiss is in order.”

Lily chuckles quietly and winks at him. “Give me a big one after this.”

[annabtg]

For @mppmaraudergirl's Alight With Happiness Jily Fest, a combination of Day 1: The Big Moments and Day 2: The Little Doe-mestic moments.

“Let’s go have our wedding night, Mrs Potter,” he whispers against her mouth. She laughs again. He’s never seen her so joyful, and it’s not the drink, because her smile has been alight with happiness since the moment she stepped into the ceremony hall. “It’s still day outside.” “A wedding afternoon, then.” Another kiss, this one chaste. “And then a wedding evening and a wedding night. I finally have you all to myself and I intend to take full advantage of it.”

Read on AO3 Completed, 2.5k words, rated M.

[wearingaberetinparis]

My Baby's Fit Like A Daydream - A Married Jily AU in the Call It What You Want Universe

A short and sweet (I hope) drabble written for @mppmaraudergirl's Alight With Happiness Jily Fest! Thank you for all you do, Lauren! 💛

She raised her eyebrows at the sight that greeted her as she opened the door to her office, folding her arms, hip jutted to the side, she spoke: “I thought we agreed to use your office only. That mine was off limits?” “Potter,” he grumbled. The use of his last name in relation to her caused one of the corners of her lips to curl up, pleased as she was to share this name with him in a private setting. His eyes were closed and he looked crumpled in his dress shirt that she had ironed - he was useless in this department, used to ask Remus to do it but now the honour was all hers - only the night before. “The last thing I am capable of at this very moment is getting you off. I am just hoping to catch up on some sleep after I was kept up all night by our teething son.” A Call It What You Want Married Jily Sequel

Read My Baby's Fit Like A Daydream HERE. If you'd like to start with Chapter One of Call It What You Want, read HERE!

[siriuslygay1981]

SIRIUS TO JAMES AND LILY

[charmsandtealeaves]

@jilychallenge | February 2024: Love is in the Air | Partner: @thelighthousestale | Prompt: Shagging on a flying carpet.

Read on AO3.

1.9k, Rated E, Married Jily lives AU

With Harry off to Hogwarts the Potter household is far too quiet. Good thing James has a plan to fix just that using a flying carpet.

[arianatwycross]

her favourite regular

For @mppmaraudergirl Alight with Happiness married Jily fest 🤍💍 A little doe-mestic moment for our two love birds with a sprinkle of my favourite: coffee

Read on A03

[practicecourts]

To celebrate James Potter's Birthday here's the last of my short stories to celebrate James & Lily, their love for each other in the big and especially in the little moments. Thanks Lauren @mppmaraudergirl for hosting the alight with happiness fest!

I've already seen and read so many wonderful creations! So I hope you'll enjoy today's wee birthday party 🎂 Read One... on ao3 (226 words) written for Alight With Happiness Jily Fest day 5: Celebrations & Victories 🎂 (also as a Moody March @jilymicrofics for day 14 Enthralled)

Read Only Human (495 words) on ao3 written for day 3: Thrice defied & 4: Our Little Family

Read The Shit Show (329 words) on ao3 written for day 2: Doe-mestic Moments & Day 4 Our Little Family

and on a lighter note read The Bigger Person (197 words) on ao3 also for day 4: Our Little Family

[startanewdream]

Smut dialogue prompt 🔥

13. ❛ bend over the desk love ❜ + 23. ❛ no panties? ❜

Hey, Athena! I tried working on this one (it was my fave prompt of the ones you sent), but every time I only managed something that I had written before!

So I'm cheating a bit, but here's my version of James and Lily (I edited a tiny bit of dialogue to include line 23, and it got better).

Thank you <3

[merlinsbbeard]

Witchy Woman

@jilymicrofics Prompt: wine, words: 393

It was dark already by the early hours of that December night. The stars twinkled in the sky, but the moon did not shine on Potter Cottage.

The exposed brick walls, usually bathed in milky light, were the same ink that hid the sun. The vulnerable windows revealed the lounge room, proper and neat, doused in warmth from flickering wicks and buzzing globes. It was like a picture on a black screen.

Lily swayed her hips to the sound of Witchy Woman blaring from the record player.

Sparks fly from her fingertips.

The stem of her glass rocked precariously between her tipsy fingers, nettle wine sloshing.

“Harry, have I ever told you the story of how your mother and I met?” James re-entered the lounge and leaned against the wall opposite the window.

Harry babbled at his father from his floor seat.

“Right you are, Harry. We were on the Hogwarts Express…”

Lily hummed an agreement amid graceful turns about the room.

Woohoo, Witchy Woman.

Harry squealed and clapped whenever she did a particularly impressive move, to his infant brain at least. These tended to be when her skirt billowed out or her long titian hair flicked over her shoulders.

“…I saw her in the carriage, and I thought she must be the prettiest girl in England.”

She held me spellbound in the night.

“Of course, I made a fool of myself and it wasn’t until sixth-year that she entertained the idea of me. By then she was undeniably the most beautiful lady on the globe.”

Lily laughed and gave him a twirl, her wine splashing onto the rug at her feet.

See how high she flies.

“Oh!” she said, noticing the large stain. “Oh no, I’ve ruined it.”

James was immediately at her side, and the weight of the glass left her, replaced by her husband’s own hand.

“We’ll clean it up, don’t worry.” His voice was soothing in her ear, and he smelled like wet ferns and cloves.

Hand in hand, they swayed and shoulder-shimmied enthusiastically to the twanging of electric guitars, the soul of the bass, and the crashing of cymbals.

Well, I know you want a lover.

He spun her in and out of his arms, their feet treading on the stained carpet without a worry in the world.

Woohoo, witchy woman. She got the moon in her eyes.

Read on AO3

[maluceh]

more jily! and jealous lily :3

[fanfictionroxs]

Sev chose Lily's bully so Lily chose Sev's bully. The only difference was that Sev's bully chose to save him, but Lily's bully murdered her.

[number1abbasupporter]

Lily, after explaining something: okay any questions?

James and Mary: *shooting their hands up and waving them around*

Lily, sighing: James?

James, grinning: will you marry me?

Lily: no. Mary?

Mary: will you marry me?

Lily, groaning: no. are there any real questions?

Mary and James: *looking at each other and then raising their hands again*

Lily: i’m scared to ask. what?

James and Mary: will you marry both of us?

Lily: alright i’m done

[annabtg]

Monday Tuesday snippet

I'd been tagged by @jamesunderwater last week, and @thelighthousestale this week, and possibly more of you, but I've been falling behind on my tag games and also didn't have anything of interest to share. 😅

But I just wrote a paragraph I really like so here it goes! Cut for screenshot.

Tagging whoever reads and likes this!

[liiilyevans]

17 and Jily 👀

You didn't necessary ask for smut, but that's what you're getting. *blows kisses*

Kiss Meme

Hungry kisses on every bit of newly visible skin as clothing is slowly peeled away

"Lily," James muttered against her neck. "Lily. Lily."

Her name had never sounded like a prayer before.

She and James were currently on his bed in Gryffindor tower. The other boys were Merlin knew where. Lily really couldn't be bothered with that right now because James' fingers were undoing her blouse. As long as the boys stayed away from here for the next hour or so, she didn't care if they strung up Mary's underwear like a flag and marched it around the castle for everyone to see.

James lips were following the popping buttons of her shirt and Lily was sure she was on fire. There must be some kind of spell he used because every inch of skin kissed was growing warmer and warmer. He popped the button that was over her bra, kissed the strip of fabric holding the cups together, and continued down her chest. Perhaps that was one of things she loved most about him.

He'd never been transfixed with her tits or her ass like most men would be. No, James Potter was more entranced by Lily Evans as a whole than any one part of her. He'd told her that on multiple occasions; that he loved everything about her. Her eyes, her slightly crooked nose, her rounded thighs. Everything. There was always an earnestness in his voice when he talked about it, like he wanted to make sure she understood he meant every word.

Finally, he reached her skirt and yanked the zip down. He'd broken a lot of her skirts before he'd figured out exactly how to perfect that. After she shimmied out of it, James laid a kiss on each of her hip bones. It made Lily want to cry with the sweetness of it.

Then he was kissing down her left thigh, just the top of it, though she tried to get him to start up the inside of it. A soft smirk formed on his face at her cheekiness. Then he was moving on past her knee, down her shin until he reached her ankle.

Then she got that infamous James Potter smirk.

He looked cute with his hair a mess, and his glasses askew.

"James," she said, unable to stop her grin.

"Lily," he said, sounding just as pleased as she was.

Then he moved on to her other ankle and worked his way back up her body until his head was settled between and her thighs resting over his shoulders. He sent her a smile, and Lily quickly removed his glasses. James could get messy sometimes.

Pushing herself onto her elbows, she watched as James glanced at her with raised eyebrows. It wasn't really a stand off, but it something similar. They both knew where he was headed. It was just a matter of when he would get there.

Then his mouth was on her, hot and demanding and so very much James. Lily let her head fall back and the pleasure rolled through her body. Sex never felt as good with anyone else as it did with James. He was always attentive to her and eager to please, which was a lot more than most teenage boys. He also loved her.

"I love it when you don't ear knickers to class," he mummered against her.

She giggled at that. It really shouldn't have been that much of a turn on. Her skirt was to her knees, so there was no chance it was going to ride up enough to let anyone see anything and besides that, her robes covered everything. She'd only done it to drives James mad, and it had clearly worked.

He pressed the flat of his tongue into clit as he slid a finger inside her. Lily gasped.

"James."

"I love you, Lily," he muttered. Then he curled his finger inside her, and Lily arched off the bed. He was sinfully good at that.

He did it again, not stroking so hard it was uncomfortable or so softly that it felt like a tickle. No matter the day, James could find the exact rhythm she wanted and maintain it. She wanted to blame Quidditch, but he was a Chaser; it wasn't like guitar or piano where you exercised each digit individually. No, James Potter just had a gift.

"Say you love me," he mumbled then sucked harder.

"I love you," she cried. "I love you. I love you."

Then he was curling his finger harder into her, pressing her up into a glorious crescendo of pleasure, as she chocked on the word 'love.' Vibrations rang through her as she came down, and James worked her through it, finally easing up when she stopped shivering.

He looked rather pleased with himself as he rested his chin on her pelvic bone. Gently, Lily thumbed at the liquid still dripping from his lips. Mischief in her eyes, she pulled her thumb away and sucked it into her mouth.

"Fuck."

James was up and kissing her before she could blink, and Lily lazily threaded her fingers through his hair.

A loud bang sounded through the door.

"Hurry up!" Sirius called from behind the closed door.

"Go away, Sirius," James said, nuzzling Lily's neck.

She giggled.

"You can't hold the dorms hostage, James," Sirius said.

"I forgot my Charms book in there," Remus chimed in.

James sighed and brushed a strand of hair back from her face. "They're not going to go away, are they?"

"Probably not."

He flopped onto his back, his eyes drifting over her as she started to button her shirt.

"I'll get you back later," Lily said nodding to the tent in his pants.

James grabbed her wrist, a soft expression on his face. "You don't ever have to get me back. I like doing that."

Lily rolled her eyes. "I know, but it's only fair that you cum telling me how much you love me, too."

[tomjamesavery]

I miss Her Written for Ginnyversary with the prompt: #B14 — He waited until her husband was out of the room, then... Read on: AO3

James Potter felt slightly better than before, as he stepped into the Floo at Godric's Hollow. 

His son and daughter-in-law had invited him to dinner at Grimmauld Place, and since Lily, his wife, was currently on an international NGO educational trip, teaching magical orphans in South America, making him quite lonely at home, he was happy for any distraction he could get.

As he was employed at Hogwarts, as the new deputy Headmaster to Minerva McGonagall and  Head of Gryffindor House, he found himself with a lot of time on his hands since the summer break had started two weeks ago.

But that wasn’t on his mind right now, as he dusted himself off, stepping from the Floo into his son’s family’s living room.

“Dad! And on time at that!” Harry happily greeted him, glancing at the old grandfather Clock, engraved with the Crest of the House Black.

James smiled at his son as the two lovingly embraced in a big bear hug.

“24 Years old, and you’re still smaller than me.” James teased, earning him an eye-roll from Harry.

“We’re basically the same height Dad, I guess I’ve just learned to better control my hair,” Harry smirked. “Look at your mop of unruly Potter mess up there!”

James only snorted as he lightly elbowed his son in the side. Neither of them noticed the third person that had entered the room.

“You both have hairstyles worthy of the Potter name.” Ginny had appeared in the doorway, she was wearing a Harpies sweater and grey Jeans, smiling brightly at them. “Now come on you two, dinner is ready, Harry, our Cook, spent the entire afternoon whipping something up for us.” She exclaimed over her shoulder, leaving towards the kitchen again.

James smirked as he saw his son stare after his wife, a lovesick look shaping his face.

“A lucky bastard, that’s what you are.” He teased. Earning him a rude hand gesture from Harry, as the two Potter men made their way into the kitchen as well.

Dinner was a calm affair, Harry had prepared them Beef Wellington with sides of mash, green peas, and Brussels sprouts. James had to admit, his son could cook.

They chatted about what had been going on in their lives recently, Ginny outlining the details of their last Quidditch training, as the two men attentively listened.  Harry told about the new field of work assigned to him since he had been appointed Deputy Head of the Auror Department just last month, it was a commotion and there even had been a party thrown in his name, which he hated.

While James outlined his plans for reworking the garden at Godric’s Hollow, and how he had been keeping himself busy over the last few weeks, pointedly ignoring how much was missing Lily.

While Harry luckily didn’t seem to catch on, James had noticed the looks his daughter-in-law was giving him, she wasn't as oblivious as her husband, and James was once again reminded how she very much had become a real daughter for him and Lily, in all but blood, they loved her unconditionally.

After they had finished the main course James was very certain Ginny had fully caught on to how miserable he had been feeling recently. They were sitting in comfortable silence for a short while, before Harry spoke up again, a big grin crossing his features.

“I’ve tried myself on something special, for dessert tonight, give me a few minutes, I will be in the kitchen!” With those words he stooped up quickly making his way toward the kitchen, whistling as he went.

But James's eyes were already on Ginny, and he waited until her husband was out of the room, before he spoke.

“Yes, I am lonely, I know it's unreasonable, but she’s been gone for four weeks, and she’ll only be back by the end of this month, so in two weeks…” He continued a hint of desperation in his voice. “Ginny I don’t know what to do without her… I can't…”

“James!” He was interrupted by his daughter-in-law, who looked at him in concern, as she continued with a calm voice.

“Breathe! Deep Breaths, In and Out!” She instructed, and James closed his eyes, doing what she said.

“Good that’s better, now listen to me for a second.” Her tone was sweet and she gave him an understating smile.

“We both know how much Lily wanted this, and I know how much you supported her, going there on her own, to do what she loves, helping others.”

“Lily misses you too, and I bet she can’t wait to come back and snog you senseless-“ James smiled at the thought, as Ginny continued.

“-But she wouldn't want you to be miserable here, she wants you to be fulfilled and happy, and of course that doesn't mean that you’re not allowed to miss her, but crying after her like a little lovesick puppy, wouldn't make her happy either if she knew-” Ginny explained.

“-and I can tell you, if there’s anyone that always knows stuff like that, it's her!” She smiled, her face full of understanding.

“So jump into your garden, and get working, or start preparing next year's school plan, whatever, just stay busy, she will be back in two weeks' time anyway, those few days will fly past, I promise!” 

The last words she said made James feel a lot more at ease, Ginny was right, those two weeks would fly by, just like the last four had, he would just keep busy and before he could blink, the love of his life would be back and they would be united again.

“Who wants self-made treacle tart!” James threw open his eyes, just as his son stepped back into the room, holding two plates of dessert.

He suddenly stopped, looking at his wife and father sitting at the table. “Everything alright, you two look so serious somehow?” Harry raised a confused eyebrow. There was a deafening silence for a second until James couldn't but laugh as he and Ginny burst into loud laughter, leaving Harry staring at them in even bigger confusion.

“No Babe, it's fine, we were just talking about how full we were from your wonderful meal.” Ginny lied as she jumped to her feet, chastely kissing her husband on the lips, before turning and shooting James a swift grin as he nodded in thankful reply, reciprocating her smile.

Harry only shook his head, his eyes still wide open in confusion as they switched between James and Ginny. “Sometimes you two are an enigma to me...”