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GIGGLING GROWN MEN
For @jilymicrofics March 2024. Prompt: horrified. Words: 447.
“What did you do?” hissed Lily in her most venomous whisper, watching, horror-stricken, as Sirius and Peter totted her husband—one of his arms slung over a shoulder each—down the little pathway from the gate to the front door in which she stood. Amendment: her very drunk, very nearly unconscious, and very bald husband.
Remus, who made up the rear, shutting the gate—which he dwarfed with his long lean frame—behind him, shyly offered what to Lily was no explanation at all but to the boys—not men, boys—supporting James was funny enough to nearly drop him into the azaleas. “Sirius bet him his broom he couldn’t down a bottle of firewhisky then walk across the river and back.”
“On the ledge!” adding a guffawing, evidently also pissed, Sirius.
“Yes, on the ledge.”
A million and one thoughts raced through Lily’s mind. Did he really drink the whole bottle? What if he drowned? How fast was the river? He’s probably got alcohol poisoning! What was the spell charm to induce vomiting? Had they had dinner like they planned? What if he caught hyperthermia? Oh, god, he definitely had alcohol poisoning. Why are they so stupid? She gnawed at her bottom lip, flattening herself against the doorjamp to allow the giggling grown men into her hallway. They carried James through to the small loungeroom and dropped him on the small sofa, his long limbs sprawling out in his mindless state, then deposited themselves in various squashy spots about the room; and Lily picked her way around and over their legs to reach James, pressing a cool hand to his warm cheek.
He peeked a bleary eye open, probably only enough to gauge light and shadow. His glasses were bent and smeared with algae. He cracked a grin. “Lily.”
“Hello, love.”
His smile fell away and he frowned, closing his eyes again with a groan as he pressed his cheek into her palm. “It’s all his fault,” he said to no one and everyone, but probably meaning the one who proceeded to kick out at his foot. James muttered a groggy “Fuck off, Sirius” and Lily sighed, turning on the other three. She pulled her palm from James’s cheek—he protested with a whine, reaching blindly out for her—and set both hand on hips, brows raised.
“And what happened to his hair?”
James paused his search for his wife and reached instead for his scalp which sported a few uneven tufts and fair amount of short stubble, the result a poorly—or intoxicatedly—performed sheering charm.
Sirius and Peter fell into another fit of giggles and Remus sighed heavily. “That would be the other bet.”
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@hprecfest Day 12: A WIP You're Following
Between the Desire and the Spasm by @uncertainwallflower
Ship: James/Lily
Rating: Mature
Relevant Tags: Alternate Universe—Modern with Magic, Slow Burn, Second Chances, Post-Hogwarts, Eventual Smut, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Fluff and Angst, Emotional Infidelity
Warnings: N/A
Word Count: 24,396*
*WIP
Trains are arguably the centre of everything. The sinew of civilisation for muggles and wizards alike. They are where all walks of life converge. Congregate. In synchronised traversal. Shared agony inflicted by the piercing screech of metal on metal, bonding all patrons aboard a carriage. And outside. A passing glimpse of someone you thought you’d never see again. Trains. They change everything.
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Uh. What's that...
*blushes*
(I love it when Tumblr does this lmaoooo)
😳
*blushes* Did tumblr write us a 50k slow-burn, anon to mutual fanfic 🫢
I knew that lil thing you had with “cute-server-guy” was just a phase and nothing more. @uncertainwallflower help me ABI is TRYING to make me frantenize with the ENEMY.
(Lmao, didn’t know I’m worthy to be in your notifs 😏 guess once you go Gryffindor you can never go back 💅)
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last line tag game
thanks for the tag @uncertainwallflower! here y'all go! the most recent line(s) I've written!
this is from this fic! 13k and counting! I am so VERY nervous about this fic because of the unexpectedly lovely & enthusiastic (& large!) response to that first snippet... 😅
I'm a bit late to this so I might be double-tapping everyone but @thequibblah @possessingtheproperspirit @nought-shall-go-ill
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All's Well That Ends Well
Co-writer: @uncertainwallflower
Chapter 5
“Ooh, is that to Dorcas?” Alice asked, peering over her shoulder. “Say hi from me.”
Lily added the greeting in post-script, then shoved the quill in her rucksack and the letter in her robe pocket.
“I’ve got to run to the Owlery,” she said to the general vicinity before snatching the slice of toast off of her plate and hastening from the hall.
She hurried up the steps two at a time so that she wouldn't be late for Study of Ancient Runes when she physically collided with someone.
“Whoops! Sorry, Evans,” James Potter steadied her by her shoulders.
“No, I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Lily blushed.
“No dramas.”
“Could I just—” She pointed over his shoulder.
“Hm? Oh yeah, of course.”
“Thank you.”
They shuffled awkwardly past each other on the too-narrow staircase, so close that Lily caught a hint of sandalwood.
“Well, see you around I guess,” she said, waving goodbye before hurrying up the rest of the stairs towards the owlery.
“See you, Evans,” James called after her.
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Ooo meet the parents please!!
hello!! so this actually was me simply trying to overcome writer's block a few weeks ago by writing something small and silly. maybe part of something bigger? who knows!
WIP ASK GAME
#those lines of dialogue have actually been sitting in my notes app for over two years! and it's too good they must tease each other every#chance they get!!#ask game#uncertainwallflower
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this is exciting! 🌹
Thanks for the rose! Apparently tonight is all about Evans Guide to Quidditch (and seducing James Potter). So here's a snippet:
"I have a spreadsheet." she answered, shrugging.
"A spreadsheet... for quidditch?" James repeated.
"Yeah don't you?"
"I play the game Evans. I don't do math about it."
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1 and 32 for the writer asks 🤗
Sorry for answering this so late, and thank you for the asks!
Which of your fics would you keep the basic plot of but rewrite completely?
Ooh, this is a good one! For starters, I would probably rewrite a lot of the early chapters of creature comfort, my canon-compliant fifth year fic. The first chapters were written in 2017/2018 and minorly edited for posting in 2020, and in the last five and a bit years I like to think my writing has improved at least a little bit 😂 so I'd love to go back and fix those chapters up, add a bit more foreshadowing and knock it into line thematically with the rest of the story.
Most of my Jily fics are fairly recent, so at this point there are none I'd completely gut, but a lot of my older (as in, 2010-2012 I-wasn't-even-double-digits-yet) HP fics had decent premises but clumsy writing and plotting. Some of them came close to 50k words but they were pretty much just rambling soap operas. I'd love to give them complete makeovers and maybe finally a chance to shine (though some of them have accumulated more reviews/favourites than I get on any of my work these days...perhaps 9 year old me did have the secret to fanfic writing all figured out!)
32. Do you have a word/expression that you always use in your writing?
Ah, this is such an interesting question! I personally feel I overuse 'eyes' and 'hands' too much, and 'just' is definitely a crutch, at least in dialogue. I think every now and again I'll read a word I really like somewhere and then it leaks into all my writing... 'infinitesimally' (the TLAT impact!), 'haltingly', 'underside'... But if you were to put all my writing into one of those word cloud things and filter out common words, I think my most-used would be 'James' and 'Lily'.
Thank you so much for the questions!
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Fic-writing blog
I post my fic-related content on @uncertainwallflower here on Tumblr as well as on AO3
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18 for the writer asks please 🤗
18. Are there emotions that come to you easily while writing? Or ones that are difficult for you to describe?
Writer asks list
Hiiii! Thanks for the ask, wallflower <3 The ask list had very interesting questions, i like em.
The easiest emotions for me are the complex ones. The ones were all the emotions battle together and make a confusing muddle in your brain. Just cuz I experience those types of emotions all the time and pay attention to them and how they work, they're easy for me to write.
But since I'm so used to just seeing all emotions together, writing a simple emotion is... not hard per se, just... flat.
Angst is excellent cuz I can put a buncha emotions like fear, sense of duty, protectiveness, sadness, pain altogether. Fluff is a little harder cuz I see everything there as shallow and not deep. That's the best I can describe.
#quotidian asks#quotidian writes#asks#writer asks#writer ask game#uncertainwallflower#thanks buddy#appreciate it
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DEAD SKIN CELLS
For @jilymicrofics April 2024. Prompts: fireworks, fete, enchantment, rational. Words: 157.
In her heart? Fireworks. A fête of light, rushing light, colour flooding her mind and blurring her thoughts, merging and spitting and frothing up like laughter in her throat. At her neck was James, his mouth grinning as he urged her to yes, yes, say yes, his fingertips at her nape and on her shoulder blades, thumbs palpitating, front pressed to hers, trapping her mind in this bright enchantment, this happy slither. Irrational and ridiculous and overflowing with mirth and youth and bodies with hearts beating and lungs breathing and lips that could kiss.
Their laughter settled in the gaps of the floorboards and the cracks in the plaster. The dead skin cells of their young love would remain for years, caked. Befuddled by euphoria, sparkling water in the veins, they giggled as small children do and kissed and laughed and watched the dust motes dance and they were young and they were cotton and in love.
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#jilymicrofics#a snapshot of james proposing#wartime#jily#proposal#microfic#bella's micros#uncertainwallflower
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if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog <3
Hiya! Hmmm 3 random facts:
I’m currently dealing with random shoulder pain that makes it hard to like, do anything.
Mr. K and I just started watching Superstore for the first time.
I don’t know what I’m going to eat for lunch today.
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if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog <3
*Hands raised* I-I was only writing some Jily fanfic 😰
Random facts time:
1.) Last year I had a Gallbladder surgery. The docs found 27 stones and one was stuck in the passageway
2.) No matter how much I try my tortillas end up looking rectangular
3.) I’m not a fan of shopping, I’d get super bored within five minutes
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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! 🌸
THANK YOU FRIEND 💕 (BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO CALL YOU AKFJSAJ)
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A Moment’s Refuge
@jilymicrofics prompt: umbrella, words: 92
Lily was soaked to the bone. Her hair, dark, slashed her face in the ruthless wind. Her eyelashes clung together as if they were people trying to stay warm.
James hunched over her, a futile, selfless attempt to protect her from the rain that felt like bullets on their heads. He was just as, if not more, wet. Yet he couldn’t help but laugh as he gazed into her face.
“Don’t laugh at me.” Lily scowled but broke into a grin herself. She had thought she might regret not bringing that umbrella.
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Jily Author Recs
For the gorgeous @lirians06 and any other new Jily folks! Here are some Jily people to follow : )
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PLEASE repost or comment with anyone I've missed!!
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