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Nom De Plume (46.5k). Jily, no Voldemort AU. Completed, rated E. Favourite Canon Divergent Long 2024. Rec'd by @charmsandtealeaves, @joyseuphoria and @practicecourts.

James Potter, renowned potioneer, has a secret side career as an erotica writer under the pen name of Scarlett Goldwing. When his latest book starts to take off, and Scarlett is asked to promote it at a public event, he has no other option but to recruit his colleague Lily Evans to pretend to be Scarlett. The only problem is, Lily Evans hates his guts… or does she?

Fixed Luck (1.3k). Established Jily, angst, no happy ending. Mind the tags! Completed, rated T. Favourite Angst 2024. Rec'd by @abihastastybeans, @kay-elle-cee and @tedwardremus.

The books warn: excessive intake can cause giddiness, recklessness, and dangerous overconfidence. But good luck is addictive.

crawl home (877 words). Jily, everybody lives AU, hurt/comfort. Completed, rated G. Favourite Microfic 2024, Favourite Canon Divergent Short 2024, Favourite Angst 2024. Rec'd by @practicecourts.

He doesn’t know if he’s alive or dead. All he knows is that he wants to go home.

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I'm part of a wood carving club and there are a lot of dads who are dripping with adhd/autism vibes who's special interest is wood carving. One of the master skill level carvers who we'll call... Jim was working on a figure of a super heroine, who was frankly outrageously bodacious. Several women in the club are uncomfortable with this. They tell me they wish he wouldn't carve stuff like that at the club. This is understandable. I felt a bit uneasy too. I ask if they told him, and they say no.

This goes on for months. He's at a point where he's carving the folds of her skin tight suit. It's shockingly impressive. A real Giovanni Strazza with wood here. Many of the women in the club, (also boomers) have stopped talking to him because they're offended.

One afternoon I see a woman we'll call Karen approach him and have this conversation Her: Wow that is really starting to look like actual fabric. Him: Thanks! It's been a really fun challenge. Her: I bet! She sure is - a lot- huh? Him: Yeah a lot of these comic book characters are really outrageously proportioned! Her: They really are! You know, when I was carving a sign that was political in a way i knew would offend some people here, I just felt so much more comfortable carving it at home. Him: *nodding* Her: Okay? Him: Yeah I get that. Her: Yeah. Okay. Good luck with her!" *she walks off and he looks a little confused.* Next week at the meet up Jims working on it again and Karen's furious. Says to me "He said he wouldn't bring it back! So RUDE." So I go up to him and we have this conversation. Me: Hey Jim Him: Hey Neala Me: Some of the ladies around here are feeling a little uncomfortable with the figure you're carving because of her massive cartoon titties. Him: Ah shit, really? I thought they just thought it was funny. Me: Yeah folks laugh a lot when they're uncomfortable and trying to hide it. Him: Mm, yeah and I can never tell which laugh is which. Me: Me either Him: Well I won't work on this here anymore. I have other projects to do. Me: Hey thanks! I wanna see it when you're done tho so take a pic for me, okay? Him: Haha sure! I go sit down. Karen is shocked. Jim puts the figure away and works on a carving of a crane instead. He is not upset.

A week later I over hear Karen telling her friend I screamed at Jim last week.

Another event at the same club. All names fake. Even mine but u only know me by the fake name so

A carver who does a lot of work for the group comes in with a stunning leather bag. When I say a lot of work for the group, I mean a LOT a lot. He plans out monthly projects, makes the blanks for them and shows the rest of the club how to do the carvings. Lets call him Harold.

So I'm gushing over the bags, and so are a few others. He tells us he made these bags himself and that he's really gotten into leather working over the last year. Jim is complementary of the bags, and teasingly says "Woodcarving and now Leather? You know what they say? Jack of all trades, Master of none!"

Now this quote takes on a different meaning coming from someone who is literally a master skill level carver ways it to someone who is not. But he says it in a jokey way. Clearly meant to playfully rib. Thing is, I see the tightness in Harolds eyes when Jim says this. Having Adhd myself, I also hobby hop a lot and know how it feels to be teased about it. Maybe I was projecting as i flashed back to every time someone had told me to "Just stick with" something.

I say, "Go on Jim, finnish the poem!" In a playful way. Jim laughs and shrugs and says he didn't know there was more. I quote the whole thing, "Jack of all trades master of none but still always better than a master of one." Everyone laughs in a good-natured way, Harold visibly relaxes.

Later, Jim tells me i hurt his feelings. He says it felt like i was belittling him for only being good at one thing. I apologize and explain that he had inadvertently hurt my feelings and that I suspected he had hurt Harold's because it felt like he was saying we weren't good at anything because we have multiple hobbies.

He apologized and said he was feeling a little jealous that Harold is good at so many things, and all he's good at is woodcarving. He also went on to say that if Harold entered any of his carvings into any competitions, he would probably have the same rank as him. Harold just didn't do competitions.

At this point Harold overheard and thanked Jim for what he had said, and told him that he didn't enter competitions because as soon as he started doing that with the goal of achieving a certain rank the hobby stopped being fun for him and he no longer wanted to do it and internally I was like "Ahhh i also have pathologic demand avoidance! Me too."

And everything is fine now.

Nature documentary voice "Here we see the interaction between the autistic adult, who has had one special interest that has lasted his whole life, and some Adhd adults, who have collected many special interests over their lives. They are accidentally hurting one anothers feelings about it."

Written for @jilymicrofics Prompt: love Word count: 320

When Sirius told Lily that James was part of the poetry club, she was surprised because James had never mentioned it to her and they had been dating for a month.

Sirius explained it was because she was James’ muse, and had been for several years and he was too scared to confess that.

Sirius offered to sneak her into the poetry club so she could see for herself. They sat in the last row and kept their heads down for the most part.

She expected some cheesy poem about her lovely hair or something, but found out his work was slightly more profound than that.

He stood in front of the group with his parchment in his hand, though he hardly looked at it.

Love is fast-paced It demands to be felt It occupies the room That is what one would assume.

Love is our hands interlaced Fleeting looks that make me melt And the subtle scent of your lingering perfume on my clothes

Now I see all the tiny ways in which love exists, because you showed me those

He continued for two more verses about how she showed him love was as much tiny as it was big.

Sirius eyed her. “Are you crying?”

“Of course I’m crying.” She was moved beyond words. She wiped under her nose. “I have just realised I need to marry that man and I’m in mourning.” She turned her teary eyes to him.

Sirius snorted. “Don’t let James hear you say that.” He put an arm around her shoulder. “His poems are surprisingly moving. He’s got a big heart, that guy. Don’t forget it.”

She sniffled once more. “I know. I guess it’s time I tell him I love him.”

Sirius shot her a knowing smile.

“Oh, shut up.” She shoved him lightly. “I’ll give you a head’s up first because I think he may actually faint.”

He nodded sagely. “Smart.”

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Announcing... April's Owl Post Club postcard! Explosive Experiments 🧨⚡️✨ This illustration was so fun to make! For April, I wanted to draw something with Fred and George, because it's their birthday today (April 1st)! And what is more fun than the pair of them experimenting with pranks in their bedroom during the summer holidays? I remember a quote I read in one of the Potter books that said it was normal for small explosions to come from Fred and George's bedroom, as well as a distinct smell of gunpowder and God-knows-what else :) That was a good starting point for this illustration. I got to practice my background-drawing skills and play with the colours and details. Here, Fred and George are about thirteen/fourteen years old, taking their first steps towards starting Weasleys Wizard Wheezes. I am very pleased with the result! I hope you like it, too! If you want to join the Owl Post Club, you can! Every month, you'll receive a new postcard delivered to your house! Shipping is international and included, and you can sign up through my Patreon:

Here is the back of the postcard. I'm sending them out on April 15th, so sign up before that time to receive this one!

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first they made it mandatory to log in everywhere. create an account to download your free template Log in to access resource give us your email nowwwww. Now the humble password is being killed too. open your magic email link! type your 6 digit code that we texted you because we required your email and your phone number! we’re gonna call you and whisper a code sweetly in your ear so you can log in to your account. yes it has a password but you cant use that anymore. okay? poob is gonna call you. now poob is just gonna call you.

^ @in-flvx yes. exactly

Hi, I'm looking for people willing to participate in my BA research. It is a survey about how being in fandom influences motivation towards learning English.

If you have some time to spare, English is not your first language but you are more or less actively involved in any fan activities in English, please take a moment to help me (I would also appreciate it if you shared the link with your friends that could help 😉)

Jily Microfic April 2: Are

@jilymicrofics, 100 words. On AO3. 🦡💛

“Are you sure?” James’ hazel eyes were wide and sparkling with hope tempered with grim trepidation.

Lily’s attempt at a smile trembled at the edges. “Yes, I’m sure. I’ve seen a healer and a Muggle doctor and they’ve both confirmed it.”

James shook his head and pulled her in his arms.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled into his chest as her fingers dug into his back. “I know it’s not what we planned…”

“No.” He kissed her forehead. “Don’t be sorry. It’s good news.”

She held him close and tilted her head up, meeting his gaze. “You’ll be a great dad.”

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