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tiffanytoms · 1 year
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Tiff’s Jily Fics
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Wickedly Twisted
Rating: E Summary: Dark Lily AU. When James Potter finds Lily Evans — known Death Eater — left for dead, she claims she’s a changed woman. Is she telling the truth? And more importantly, will he let her break his heart just like she did at Hogwarts? (No. And yes, oh hell yes.)
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Right Reasons
Rating: E Summary: AU. Thanks to a horrible sister and a tabloid scandal, schoolteacher Lily Evans and international football ⚽️ sensation James Potter both end up in a crazy situation that neither of them ever could have imagined: being filmed for The Bachelorette. Let’s see how long it takes Lily to realize that James is her perfect match, shall we?
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Baby Bird
Rating: E Summary: Lily Evans never thought she'd be in this position. She was better than this — she knew better than this. It really shouldn't be that hard to not lust after her bodyguard. But... were bodyguards usually this hot? Bodyguard! Jily AU
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Enemy Within
Rating: E(EEE!) Summary: Dark James AU. This shouldn't keep happening. She was a Mudblood. He was a Death Eater. So how did Lily Evans and James Potter keep ending up shagging each other in the deserted nooks and corridors of Hogwarts? Dark!James and Spy!Lily. Turns very smutty
Side-Along Chapter: The Forgotten Night
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What Are You Doing To Me?
Rating: E Summary: After class jerk James Potter crushes her, a depressed Lily Evans vows never to let him back into her heart — even though she's letting him under her skirt. But can she stop herself from taking it too far when she realizes he's actually in love with her? Lily & Bad Boy!James. Turns smutty
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Whatever You Say, Professor
Rating: E Summary: AU. In her final year at Hogwarts, Lily Evans has a new professor. The only problem is, former classmate Professor Potter is the only man she's ever had a crush on. Can they be good and stay away from each other? Or does destiny (and their pesky little shared dreams) have other plans for them? Teacher!James and Student!Lily. Turns smutty
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One Shots
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Chicks Dig Scars
Rating: T Summary: AU. Overworked Healer Lily Evans gets a new patient in the ER one day… and he's extremely flirty and far too attractive for his own good. Doctor!Lily and Patient!James 👩‍⚕️
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World Cup
Rating: E Summary: James Potter is an international football ⚽️ sensation. But tonight? His only goal is to get you there.
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Magic James
On FF
Rating: T Summary: Lily didn’t even want to go to this ridiculous hen party… but maybe it isn’t so bad when she realizes the Magic Mike stripper is none other than her school crush 🥵
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moondustinfj · 6 months
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Remus lupin my one and only forever and always
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Dark Remus. Remus who turned to Regulus after the prank. Becoming a master at card games and taking shots. Remus sneaking out after dark with Evan and Barty. Remus switching his jumpers for blazers. The whole of Slytherin remember that one party where Remus punched Snape, liquor in one hand, Regulus’ eyeliner, blood on his knuckles. Barty teaching him guitar. Dorcas letting him borrow her guitar. Chipped black nail polish. Smirks over breakfast, dark laughter during lessons. Pranks they get away with. Remus and Regulus flirting shamelessly while doing homework, stares as he walked in corridors. Putting Lily’s concealer in the bin, letting the light see his scars. Remus embracing the monster inside him as he lives amongst them:
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chdarling-tle · 16 days
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“You have to listen to me —”
“Miss, the mediwizards are right this way—”
“No — I’m fine. I don’t need a mediwizard, I need someone to listen to me!”
Lily pushed frantically through the chaos of the ruined street, trying to find some authority figure who wasn’t completely useless. The air was acrid with smoke — plumes of it choked the village as columns of Fiendfyre still raged on — and though the dueling had ceased and the Death Eaters had vanished, still all was a bustle of frantic, terrified activity as the Ministry officials who had apparated in at last to quell the fighting and flames now attempted to regain a modicum of control over the situation. Wounded students and civilians were herded in a daze towards white tents for medical treatment. Friends separated by the fray reunited with tears and shouts.
Lily didn’t know where any of her friends were. She was desperate to find them — but first, she needed to get help, and no one would listen to her.
Whatever adrenaline or delusion had kept her moving, kept her feet dancing just out of the way of hexes and flames, kept her mind sharp amidst the chaos — it had faded now, and she felt as though waves of weariness had crashed upon her as she stumbled bewildered through the wreckage.
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lionmythflower · 2 months
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barty, james, Mary, Marlene, and Sirius
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Flirting a bunch and then getting rlly RLLY flustered when they get flirted w back
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a-great-big-tragedy · 24 days
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My two personalities (Dead Poets Society and Marauders) are fighting over what The Tortured Poets Department is about.
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hedgehog-troops · 19 days
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what if what if what if several writers get together, decide on one plot and characterizations etc. and then every 5k words they switch. doesnt matter if the sentence is in the middle, the switch is being made every 5k words.
like that would either go absolutely horrible or absolutely amazing.
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lovl3igh · 7 months
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you have no idea how I despise those kind of snape's stans
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READ THE FCKING BOOKS. WATCH THE FCKING MOVIES AGAIN.
snape is not a good person. that's it. he was a outsider kid and people thought he's weird. there are plenty of those. however not every outsider kid becomes creepy blood supremacist with such an obsession on a girl to the point that he bullies her son, cause boy looks like his father.
snape was the one who told voldemort about the prophecy. "he would find out anyway" FROM WHOM? DUMBLEDORE? TRELAWNEY?
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THANK YOU
doesn't matter if voldemort would find out from someone else. he didn't. he knew because of snape. he was the one who put large X on harry's back.
"he didn't know voldemort will choose harry" oh that's fine then. it's okay. snape put another infant in danger, but it's cool, because it means that voldemort would possibly kill alicia and frank instead of potters. he's innocent cutie patootie, all blame on peter, voldemort, dumbledore, james, sirius, anyone but snape. sure.
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elliot-jean · 2 months
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marauderswolf22 · 1 year
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i love the idea that everyone kisseed lily before james. imagine that, he would be absolutely pissed off lol. remus-when they were drunk-learning togheter (it's my idea and i dunno on how would it look), sirius when they would want to annoy james one time, peter when they would play truth or dare and some girl wouldn't want to kiss him (bItch) and lily would say -i can kiss you pete (yes, i stole that from anne with an e) (absolutely love this scene), and bassicly james would die in front of all of this
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tiffanytoms · 1 year
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Yay Enemy Within made it to 200k!!!
Shout out to this month’s favorite chapter: the one with the threesome. (Jk. That’s every months’ most viewed chapter 😂)
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-that one Slytherin party that Remus consolidated his status as Casanova of Hogwarts, turning up in all black, half drunk, smoked out and a little high. He had his scars on full display and his shirt unbuttoned a little low, his eyes were smeared with a pencil eyeliner, his hands and neck coated in silver jewellery. Blood on his knuckles, whiskey in his throat, anger in his stomach.
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chdarling-tle · 7 months
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“Dreadful, dreadful thing,” said Professor Slughorn, shaking his head sadly as he spread a great glob of clotted cream upon a scone. “There’s simply no rhyme or reason to it — especially when you add those Muggle automobiles into the mix—” “I really—” interrupted Lily, because she couldn’t bear it. It was a Saturday afternoon, and Professor Slughorn had invited her to tea in his office. She sat across from him — he in a plush armchair, she on one of the grand leather chesterfields — a spindly table set up between them, topped with a tiered tray of sweets and scones, bright and colorful as baubles in a shop. A stout silver teapot glinted in a beam of afternoon sunlight that filtered through the windows. She didn’t particularly want to be here, but she understood this was the sort of invitation a student had to accept. Professor McGonagall had summoned her for the same sort of thing a few days earlier — a handful of biscuits and the obligatory check in from which Lily desperately wanted to check out.
“I really just want to focus on school right now,” she said at last. “Catch up on what I missed and everything.”
“There’s that classic British phlegm,” said Slughorn approvingly. “I’ve always known you were made of tough stuff.”
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jegulus4444 · 8 months
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You may be wondering why the fuck did Voldemort manage to kill James if he was so bloody brilliant.
Easy, he told him Regulus disappeared and he’s most likely dead.
James was in shock and he was experiencing the most sharp pain he ever felt, he let his guard down and that’s how the dark Lord defeat him
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capriddle · 1 month
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Doing anything for love:
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faerykingdom · 2 years
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DAY THREE - L. EVANS & J. POTTER
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟐𝟒𝟔 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛, 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
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It’s been almost three weeks since you went into the clinic. Ever since you went to go see Dr. Evans, you haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. Her and her bright red hair, her beautiful green eyes that gazed down at you when you were coming, and her lips that had crashed down on you with such ferocity that you felt like you couldn’t breath.
It’s been three weeks since the sensations she caused plagued your body. It’s been three weeks since you felt so much pleasure, you’ve tried to recreate it, (no matter how dirty you felt afterwards) but you haven’t been able to feel like that again.
Frankly, you’re terrified. You don’t think what happened that day was okay, but it never felt so good.. nothing had ever felt that good.
You’ve been in a slump, to say the least. And that’s how you found yourself here, in a club of all places.
You’re friend felt it necessary that you branch out of your comfort zone. Ever since you went to the gynecologist they had been pushing you to do different things, in their own words, “You’ve already had a doctor see your hoo-ha, might as well finally pop the cherry!”
The entire conversation was downright filthy. Your friend do not have a filter, and they used really weird vocabulary which made the entire conversation worse.
B/F/N had dressed you up in clothes that would make your mother faint, and your father to lock you in a tower. You were wearing a tight-skinned black dress that showed off your body, and your hair was made you into a beautiful hair-do that you only do on rare or special occasions.
The music was so loud that you felt your eardrums were going to pop. People kept bumping into you, and one woman even practically shoved you out of her way. The lights are off, and certain light bulbs throughout the club flash on and off to go with the beat of the music.
Everyone is either high, drunk, or both. You’re head feels like it’s going to explode and all you want to do is go home, and watching some crappy movies. But B/F/N had declared that you weren’t going home until you at least got drunk off your ass, or get laid, whichever came first.
Neither of which seem to be happening any time soon.
“Alright babe,” B/F/N says, tossing their arm over your shoulder, they already halfway to drunk as all hell, and gestures over towards a woman sitting at the bar, staring at B/F/N, “I’m gonna go and talk to the pretty lady over there.” They spin to you, putting their hands on your shoulders and staring down at you seriously, “Now remember,” they wave a finger at you, “no leaving until you’re either drunk as fuck or losing your virginity, got it?” You nod hesitantly, knowing as soon as they turn away, you’re leaving. “Good,” they nod firmly, “go have fun and live a little.” With that, they’re turning away from you and going to the woman.
You sigh. Might as well finish the drink they paid for, even though it tastes like pee. You grimace as the whisky (or was it vodka?) hits the back of your throat.
“That’s not exactly how you’re supposed to drink that, love.”
You jump, a squeak escaping you as turn to look at the person who spoke. Your eyes were wide as you took in the man leaning against the bar. His hazel eyes stare down at you with amusement and something else, something like what Dr. Evans looked at you with. His lips were pulled up in a smirk, and his tongue flicked out to touch his bottom lip. His beautiful black hair was in a curly mess atop his head.
He was gorgeous.
“Like what you see, love?”
You jump again, immediately looking away from him as heat rushed to your cheeks. You fiddled with with the glass cup, needing something to do to combat your embarrassment. You take a drink of your drink (seriously, is it vodka or whiskey?) to try and keep from looking at him. You could feel his stare, his gaze burning through you.
You felt …. excited? There were butterflies in your stomach, and you couldn’t help but look at him out of the corner of your eye. He held a glass of something, and would occasionally sip at it while looking at you.
You clear your throat, trying to gain confidence before you talked to him. After a couple seconds, and another sip of your drink, you look over at him, “Can I help you?” you ask, raising an eyebrow slightly in order to appear intimidating.
He chuckles, “No, just enjoying the view.”
“Oh, god.”
You moan as your back collides with his bedroom door. His lips were pressed against yours, acting as a force to keep you against his wall. James, you had learned his name while talking to him for over an hour at the bar, held your hands up beside your head, his interlocked with yours. His hips were pressed up against your, his knee in between your thighs.
It was so much.
Everything felt like it was magnified by ten. It felt like what it did with Dr. Evans.
James pulls his lips from yours, and trails heated kisses down your neck. You felt so hot, your dress felt like it was suffocating you. You wanted it off.
“Please,” you whisper, moving your hips against his knee. It sent a shock down your spine, pleasure coursing through every inch of your body. You feel like you’ve been lit on fire.
James chuckles, “I don’t know. What do you think, Lils?” He moves away from your neck glancing back at someone over his shoulder, “Should I indulge her?”
Startled, you look over James’ shoulder, eyes wide as you look for ‘Lils.’ Your eyes connect with a woman sitting on a chair, her legs crossed, bright hair trailing down her naked chest. A gasp lodges in your throat, shock racing through you. You try to pull away from James, but he keeps his hold on you, keeping you pressed against the wall.
Dr. Evans is sitting across from you, naked, and a smirk spread across her lips.
“Oh darling,” Dr. Evans purrs as she trails her finger down your naked chest, her fingernail scratching your exposed nipple. You jump, a whine echoing through the bedroom. “You look utterly delicious like this.”
Your sprawled across their bed, your arms and legs tied to the head and footboard. You’re completely exposed to their eyes, as James and Dr. Evans sit on either side of you, each playing a different part of your body. James was rubbing your clit gently, his finger tips barely pressing into your exposed hole. Dr. Evans played with each of your nipples, twisting and pulling at them as you jolted with the sensations.
You look up at Dr. Evans with wide eyes, your lips stretched around the gag in your mouth. It was all too much. To many sensations at once. Tears were streaming down your cheeks as your hips jumped with each touch against your clit.
“You were right, Lils,” James says, a playful smile stretched across his lips. He leans down and pulls your clit between his teeth, a screech is pulled from your lips as you try to squirm away from him, it’s too much! “She’s perfect.”
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