#nonbinary dorcas meadowes

[moutainrusing]

Hi,

🍬treat: Euphemia and Fleamont finding out about Jilly

Please

For many reasons, James did not want to tell his parents about Lily. He was going to list them all now, just for the sake of it.

Firstly, this relationship with Lily was new, and it felt like a precious jewel was lodged in his throat whenever he called it a relationship, because would it last, or would he have to let it go, cough it up, lose the jewel and pretend he’d never had it in the first place? Because it was something small, delicate, and if he made it something big, then would Lily slip between his fingers? Would she get fed up with James’s tendency to blow everything out of proportion?

Secondly, he’d never actually told his parents about his life-long love for Lily… James had vociferously declared his dedication at school, but with his parents… it just never came up? Or James never brought it up. They’d probably think he was too young. His parents had met in their thirties, the acceptable age, in their opinion, for finding romance, if one wanted it. Before that, it was about focusing on goals, to achieve one’s dreams, to get a job and love it. They encouraged James to chase his aspirations, find something he was passionate about and work for it. What was important wasn’t romance, but forging strong friendships and discovering a world of personal creation. Of course, James agreed. Family, friendship and self-love definitely came before any type of romance, but was it naive of him to want the type of love he had for Lily, too? What if he was too young? That was why he yelled about it in school, daring people to challenge him, wondering if he was being brave or stupid. He was immature about it, wasn’t he? What if he wasn’t sincere?

That was the third reason. James didn’t know how to tell people, honestly, that what he felt was true. He covered it up with a mask of bravado, arrogant claims and swaggering strides, but he wanted to be able to say it without all of that, to bear his heart and tell it fully: I’m in love with Lily Evans. Without all the extra theatrics, without making it showy in an attempt to be off-handedly careless about it, it was the truth, and why couldn’t he say it like that?

Fourth reason, James and Lily hadn’t even said ‘I love you.’ James was pretty certain that Lily thought the previous times that James had announced his love, before they were dating or had even been friends, were attention-seeking, exaggerated lies. Really, James didn’t know how to say ‘I love you’ without it coming off as false. So, Lily probably didn’t think he loved her just yet, and she definitely did not love him.

Fifth, they were taking things slow, and James needed to tone it down, tamp down on his excitement about it, because it wouldn’t be right for him to gush, and every time James spoke, he gushed. Therefore, he would have to keep his mouth shut, and he couldn’t tell his parents.

James reminded himself of this list as he counted down the minutes for his friends to arrive at his house for the end-of-year summer party, recounting their time at Hogwarts in the orange sunset of his family’s garden, the last moments of them acting like they were still kids in their seventh year, messing around before they had to be adults. Lily would be coming, and they would act like friends, even though they were dating, and James was bursting about it. They’d agreed to keep their relationship on the low, and James vowed to follow through with that.

“Prongs!” Sirius barrelled into his room. “How do I look?” They gave James a spin, rambling, “I went with Pa down to the forest to collect ingredients, but then a bunch of Bubotubers squirted pus all over us! And when we came back, there were only ten minutes to get ready for the party! So,” Sirius leaned dangerously close to James’s face and solemnly looked him in the eye. “Do I stink?”

James sniffed dramatically, excessively wrinkling his nostrils and heaving his chest. For a very long moment, he deliberated, and with a sigh, he morosely admitted, “Yes.”

Sirius whacked his head, and proceeded to tackle him, pushing him off the bed and to the floor, “Potter, don’t lie to me, I cannot smell like a Bubotuber, and this isn’t even vanity, this is basic hygiene!” they threatened, wrestling with James’s limbs.

Countering Sirius’s attacks, James laughed, “Fine, fine, you don’t stink!” And to benevolently prove it, James wrapped an elbow around Sirius’s head and pulled them to his chest, inhaling their hair loudly and sighing contentedly, “Ah, bliss.”

“Gerroff,” Sirius mumbled indignantly, though they made no attempt to move.

“You get off,” James retorted.

“No, you—”

“Sirius! James!” Euphemia called.

“Your friends are here!” Fleamont followed up giddily. “I’m gonna say hi!”

“Wait, Pa—” James leaped off the ground and hurtled down the stairs, Sirius rushing down right beside him.

“I want to let them in!” James and Sirius cried simultaneously, turning to grin at each other.

“I will,” Sirius tilted their head smugly.

“No, me—”

“Remus! Peter!” Fleamont beamed, opening the door and wrapping them in a hug without warning, and Peter was so short that he was completely engulfed by Fleamont’s chest, while Remus’s head awkwardly jutted out above Fleamont’s shoulder, his eyes bulging out of his sockets as he looked at James and Sirius with an expression of absolute shock and confusion.

Euphemia snorted, patted Remus’s gawkily protruding head, smiled, “It’s a pleasure to see you both,” and again, gave no warning as she joined the embrace. Following suit with their family, James and Sirius crashed right into the hug as well.

The doorbell rang, and in a flash, Sirius was swinging the door open, “Marlene! Mary! Lily! Dorcas!”

James also skidded to Sirius’s side, smiling goofily at his friends, “Hi!” He looked at Lily, and she looked at him, and James desperately wanted to freeze this moment in time, cling to the second that her eyes met his, bright and intense in the way they pinned him to the spot, holding his gaze in place as if they were channelling physical beams of light into his retinas, sending the heat coursing down his spine, from the top of his head to the tips of his feet, soldering him to the ground. Lily broke away, turning to wave in her adorable way at his parents.

Sighing dreamily, James allowed his feet to give way, for his body to slump into Sirius’s shoulder beside him.

Sirius raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “I thought you were keeping it on the low?” they muttered.

“We are,” James sighed again. “We just looked at each other, all people do that.”

“Right,” Sirius snorted. “So you definitely weren’t eye-shagging?” they snarked. Before James could refute that, Sirius shoved James off their shoulder, grabbing his hand and tugging him into the garden, where all their friends and family slouched over sun loungers and patio chairs.

“Bliss,” Sirius collapsed onto the grass, lying with a hand over their eyes as they smiled in the face of the evening sun.

“Glorious,” James added, sinking into the soft grass next to Sirius.

“Toffs,” Lily mumbled under her breath, and James looked up to see her in the deck chair beside his head, the soles of her sandals hovering near his sprawled-out hair.

He beamed at her dopily, tilting his face upside down to stare at her, mouthing, But I’m your toff.

She kicked him lightly with her sandal, and he turned his head to avoid her wrath, bursting into laughter. He didn’t miss her slight blush, and he glimpsed the way she smiled at him fondly. This was probably the best James had ever felt. Definitely the best, actually.

“So,” Fleamont leaned forward, hands steepled beneath his chin in a vaguely conspiratorial sort of way. He looked pointedly between Dorcas and Marlene. “Are you two… lovers?” he asked solemnly.

Marlene blinked from her position in Dorcas’s lap, before a lazy grin took over her face. “Aye, sir,” she saluted. Jabbing a finger at Dorcas, “We’re lovers, you heard him.”

Dorcas made a face, contradictory to the affectionate way they pulled Marlene further into their chest, “Looks like we have to be.”

“Oh!” Euphemia and Fleamont squealed simultaneously, clinging to each other.

“Young love,” Euphemia sighed reminiscently, clutching a hand to her chest.

James raised an eyebrow, “I thought you two married when you were thirty-five.”

Fleamont gasped, also clutching his chest, “Are you implying that we’re old?!”

“Yes,” Sirius shot James a mocking side-eye. “He was.”

“I can’t believe this!” Euphemia cried.

“Sirius, this is why you’re our favourite!” Fleamont waved a hysterical finger at Sirius, and Sirius caught it between their hands, nodding in understanding as they squeezed it compassionately.

James rolled his eyes. “S’okay, I’m Remus’s favourite.”

Remus didn’t look up from his book.

James sighed, “Well, I’ve been replaced by a book.”

“You would be my favourite,” Peter offered sympathetically. “But I’m really loving Monty’s cheese rolls.”

Fleamont perked up and gave Peter a high-five.

“You’d never be my favourite,” Mary stated bluntly. “And Effie’s cakes are always on top.”

“Wiser words were never spoken,” Euphemia pulled Mary into a hearty headlock.

Mary rolled her eyes, but leaned into Euphemia’s arms regardless. She cast a glance at Marlene and Dorcas, before immediately looking away and concluding, “And they’re each other’s favourites.”

That left only one option. James rolled over to face Lily, sitting up on his elbows and batting his eyelashes, “Lily, am I your favourite?”

Lily looked at him consideringly. Eventually, she decided, “Maybe.” Then she smirked, “For certain things, yes.”

James’s lips parted, and a flush seeped beneath his skin. “Oh…”

“So,” Fleamont leaned forward once again, this time eyeing James and Lily. “Are you two…”

In the middle of Fleamont’s dramatic pause for suspense, James checked Lily’s expression. She seemed relaxed, lips curving upwards as they dimpled her cheeks. Okay? she mouthed.

James nodded vigorously.

“…Lovers?” Fleamont finished.

Euphemia whacked her husband upside the head. “No, they’re clearly a pair of unwashed pyjamas,” she snarked.

Fleamont raised his arms in surrender, “My bad.” He looked closely at James and Lily, “So, how long have you two been unwashed for?”

Well, James’s face had already been bright red. By now, it must’ve exploded off his skull due to overheating.

[nikolai-alexi]

Oooohhhh I love this idea! Here’s mine!

James: Pan, he/they (I go back and forth HCing James on the nonbinary & trans spectrums. Really depends on what fic I’m reading/writing I love cis and trans James equally)

Remus: Gay, he/him, I tend to write remus as cis most often but I loveeee trans remus

Sirius: Pan, preference to men, genderfluid they/he/she, appearance/clothes directly tie to their gender and expression

Peter: Bi, he/they (very similar to James for me on the gender spectrum, really depends on the fic and the vibes for Pete), demiromantic, on the ace spectrum

Lily: lesbian, she/her

Mary: pan, she/her

Marlene: lesbian, she/her, Marlene for me is very cis but like super masc presenting

Pandora: pan, she/her, mtf transfem

Dorcas: lesbian, they/them, presents very very androgynous and does sometimes purposely lean into one binary or another but still uses they/them pronouns exclusively

Regulus: gay, he/him, ftm transmasculine (although…I’ve been reading some fics lately that are making me want to switch those pronouns from he/him to he/they…looking at you cmubdsmo 👀)

Evan: gay?? Queer?? Idk he ain’t straight tho, he/him, grey ace, ftm transmasculine (look my fav hc in the world is the rosier twins just going “swap genders with me I don’t like this one”)

Barty: pan, he/him, tbh I don’t even think barty cares what his gender is just call him pretty he uses he/him pronouns out of pure convenience cause he just doesn’t give a fuck he’d wear a dress as easy as he would trousers as long as they both make his ass look good yk?, hypersexual, poly

I’m very curious to see everyone else’s thoughts on this!

The Marauders & Co sexuality + pronouns, MY HEADCANNONS!

James: Pan, they/he (maybe cupioromantic?? Hm)

Remus: Gay, he/him

Sirius: Bi but doesn’t really like or care about labels, he/him

Peter: Straight & demiromantic (?) & asexual, he/him (trans)

Regulus: Unlabeled, he/they (genderfluid & trans)

Lily: Bi with a preference for women, she/her

Dorcas: Lesbian, she/her

Thoughts? Please share I’d love to hear y’all’s opinions! 🫶 xx

Remind me to add more tomorrow when I’m less tired y’all. I wannna add Evan and Barty but my eyes are falling shut help

[theautismcorner]

im just a [not] girl (im using my hot ass computer as a heating pad while looking at Marauders tumblr)

[corwnvus]

Some dorlene!!

I hate how I draw marlene, one day I will draw her exactly how I see her.

Dorcas is gorgeous though!

[vinylfoxbooks]

25 Days of Jegumas | Day 1 | Day 23 December 24 - The Night Before Christmas | @noblehouseofgay | wc: 551

Regulus and James lazed around the house for a while before they had to head back and start getting ready for the party that they’re hosting. So they say goodbye to James’ parents and head out of the house -- Sirius and Remus are still asleep and the girls left earlier in the day since they also had a couple last minute things to put together before the party -- and head home. 

With just an hour before the party, they all change into some nicer clothes than the ones that they were wearing to clean up and finish off prepping the house and presents. It’s not long after that does Lily, Pandora, and Luna show up with some food and a nice bottle of champagne. Luna and Harry race up to the boy’s room to play, leaving the adults to settle around the living room and talk. Alice, Frank, Neville, and Pete come in not long after that and James helps Neville get to Harry’s room before coming back down and joining the fray. 

Soon their house is full, Sirius, Remus, Marlene, and Dorcas showing up at the same time, then Mary bringing Emmeline around and finally Barty and Evan showing up nearly an hour late as they tend to do. Drink gets flowing and the kids come down for the saran wrap game that James put together for them and to eat before heading back up to the room to continue with their playing. Some card games get pulled out and the group is all playing their games well into the night before they start to get tired and head home. 

It’s nearly ten at night when everyone is out of the house other than James, Regulus, Pandora, Lily, and their two kids. James ushers the two onto the couch and goes to grab their Christmas Eve presents, handing the bags to them. Regulus helps Harry and Pandora helps Luna pull the taped bags open and pull out a pair of matching pajamas, some fluffy socks, and a stuffed animal for each of them. The kids squeal and celebrate and go to change into their pajamas with the help of their parents while James pulls out matching pajamas for all of the adults. 

When everyone has changed into their sleep clothes and they’ve snapped a couple pictures of the family, James helps Luna and Harry put together a plate of sweet treats and a glass of milk in a fun Christmas cup that they pull out every year and put it on the center table of the living room. Then they’re ushering their kids to their bedrooms and heading to their own -- Lily and Pandora have their own room in this house, just as Regulus and James have in theirs. 

At just after midnight, James sneaks from their husband’s arms and slips through the hall as quietly as possible so as to not disturb anyone. They grab the presents from Santa from the closet that no one opens because it’s just full of random junk and gently place them on the floor next to the couch where Luna and Harry have set their stockings. Then they go around and fill each person’s stocking. It’s nearly two in the morning when they’re finished and are finally able to head back to bed.

[sunfl0w3rmoon]

binding my chest and biting my tongue

marlene gender dysphoria | 1/1 | M | 1.2k

[jehcee]

Dorcas: so who's the hottest gryffindor according to you?

Regulus: obviously it's remus.

Dorcas: I thought you are in love with james??

Regulus: yeah you are right...

Dorcas: ???

Pandora: Reggie has a thing for second best things... Something to do with his childhood trauma of being the second son.

James: I COME SECOND IN REGULUS' LIST OF HOT PEOPLE!!!

James: HE SAID I'M HOT!!!

The mauraders (especially remus) had to hear james rant about it for hours

[spiritstar477]

I’m thinking of writing a fic where Sirius gets amnesia (unknown how as of yet) and such. Modern muggle au. I want it to be a pretty chill, happy story with probably not much plot just vibes.

Wolfstar as the main coupling.

These are my character descriptions for our marauders era peeps. Any ideas on any changes or additions to them?

See below the break ⬇️

Also, Sirius isn’t listed bc he doesn’t know who he is bc of the amnesia.

Remus: gay, five years old was attacked by Greyback and cut up, gets tremors on chronic pain now, uses a cane to walk, nerd (will read anything but mostly loves textbooks/educational books), lowkey autistic (you don’t know til you know), always spouting weird facts when he’s uncomfortable, obvi super pining for sirius

James: pansexual, dating Regulus, plays basketball, does one on one with Marlene and they gossip/vent about their day, works out all the time, super smart but a dumbass, actual sunshine with abandonment issues

Regulus: trans (formerly Lyra), bisexual, dating James, nerd (big into learning like remus, he and remus hang out to learn random shit together) plays badminton singles, autistic af, very quiet until he gets comfy then he never shuts up, likes legos (touch and you’ll die)

Peter: aroace, everyone’s bestie, chill and just living his best life, closest with Mary (both just chill but always judging everyone together)

Barty: gay af, dating Evan obvi, graffiti vandal/lowkey arsonist, besties with Pandora, intentionally does stereotypical ‘quiet kid’ stuff just to fuck with his peers, everyone’s afraid of him just how he likes,

Evan: asexual but will ruin Barty sexually (doesn’t get any sexual gratification but enjoys watching Barty squirm and have the best time), collects animal parts in jars and has a ‘bone room’, is that creepy kid, has definitely been to the psych ward before

Lily: lesbian, poly-ish, dating Mary and Pandora, huge chemistry nerd, in the debate club, very popular/friends with nearly everyone

Mary: bisexual, poly-ish, dating Lily and Pandora, very cottagecore, quiet vibes, besties with Peter, vegan/all about saving the planet (but not in a awful way), forgetful and always has a million alarms and reminders on her phone

Marlene: nonbinary they/them, so lesbian they never had to come out, obsessed with gf Dorcas, plays basketball, them and James often do one on one and vent, loves movies and will watch literally anything

Dorcas: lesbian, dating Marlene, most said words are probably “wtf Marlene”, party girl, cheerleader, legit hates men except Reggie but only because they were close before he transitioned and she’d miss him

Pandora: unknown sexuality (always just shrugs when asked), very manic pixie girl vibes, heavy on the manic, sometimes commits arson with bestie Barty, Evan’s unused dead things’ parts are made into fertilizer for her garden (which is impressive btw, mostly flowers but a hidden section of poisonous plants), always has something creepy or downright unsettling to say

Also…

-James is Indian

-Remus is technically white but he does not look it (and it always surprises people), and he’s conveniently unattractive bc I love ugly remus

-Pandora and Evan are black (with naturally white blond hair ofc) and Pandora has vitiligo

-Sirius and Regulus moved from France as children

-Mary is black

-Dorcas is black

It takes place in Canada bc I’m Canadian and I know fuck all about European anything and am too lazy to do research.

[hearts4dorlene]

Dorcas: You are genuinely so fucking irritating McKinnon, leave me the fuck alone

Marlene: Trust me, I take no pleasure being in the same vicinity as you. Piss off!

Remus, to Sirius: I think they're having an enemies-to-lovers moment

Sirius: A what? Speak normal

Remus: I bet 10 galleons they get together eventually

Sirius: Are you joking? You're on. Easiest cash I'll ever make

*a fair few years later*

Marlene: Guys, I have a partner and they're DORCAS FUCKING MEADOWES. I actually love my life

Remus, to Sirius: Told you so, 10 galleons please

[turtlesinatree]

Dorlene is like, The Couple for me 

Little Marlene saw little Dorcas their very first day of kindergarten and fell in love. Dorcas was older, in the 2nd grade, but Marlene latched on to her like a leech and Dorcas didn’t even mind. They were best friends, had so many sleepovers and playdates they were hardly ever a part. Tragedy struck when it was time for Dorcas to go to middle school and Marlene was stuck in 4th grade. Except, it wasn't even that, Dorcas was moving away. Marlene was heartbroken and decided the only way to keep Dorcas close was to propose with a little daisy chain ring. Dorcas laughed, utterly endeared, and took it.   

They wouldn't see each other again until university when they ended up at the same school. Wide eyed and away from home for the first time freshman Marlene ends up in a class with tired and ready to be done junior Dorcas. Marlene ends up falling for her all over again. It doesn't matter to them that they haven't seen Dorcas since they were 9 and 11. Dorcas is still as beautiful and kind and amazing as she was 10 years ago. 

As they start to hangout again and become close again, Marlene finds out the Dorcas still has the daisy chain ring. It doesn't fit anymore and it is wilted and dead, but she keeps it in a jewelry box with all her other collectables and trinkets. Dorcas is actually the one to ask Marlene out, near spring break of that first year. They have their first date in the old soda shop in their old hometown. Everyone in town knows what it is. What it always was going to be. 

They are happy and in love. Sure, they have their ups and downs but they stay together. They stay together through Dorcas's graduation and grad school. They stay together through Marlene being recruited and playing for a pro soccer team. And one random day in sunny, warm July, Marlene gets down on one knee, with no rhyme or reason, and asks Dorcas to marry them, presenting her with a silver and green daisy chain ring for her to wear for the rest of her days. 

[moutainrusing]

books

dorlene july event, 361 words, @enbysiriusblack

It would take books of chapters of pages of sentences of words for Dorcas to even try explaining the feeling.

It was indescribable and intangible but real and alive, rushing through Dorcas’s body like a broken dam, swirling and storming and making (them?) them feel everything.

All Dorcas knew was that they weren’t a girl. They didn’t have any problem with girls (in fact, they loved girls, give them Marlene any day), it’s just, they were not a girl. It was a fact. This cavity in their chest, which hollowed every time someone called them a ‘girl’.

They felt no connection to the word ‘girl’, because it wasn’t them. It didn’t mean anything to them. It didn’t resonate with them, didn’t make them satisfied. ‘Girl’ was an empty descriptor, making their hands twitch for something else to grab onto.

Not boy. They weren’t a boy either. They were just… Dorcas.

They wanted to exist like they were floating through clouds, like they were free from the ties to their body, like the vapour from the sky was washing their skin and making them just… a person. A person who strongly felt that they were a person.

This was hard.

Just this: the skin of their hand was just skin. The lines across their palms were just lines. Genderless and human and there. The nails of their fingers could be varnished or blunt, but they would still be genderless parts of a human body. The shirts they wore could be cropped or baggy, but they would still be genderless and made for humans.

They could have no hair on their chin, but it was still a chin, they could have boobs on their chest, but it was still a chest, they could have nothing between their legs, but they still had legs, and they could remove their reproductive organs, but they’d still have all the others.

Their human heart and their human lungs, which both malfunctioned whenever they laid their eyes upon the most beautiful human. (Marlene. Obviously Marlene.)

And they had this feeling that when Marlene looked at them, she saw a person too. Just a person. A beautiful person. Them.

[marysgffr]

Not something I'd post but to anyone who cares, my pronouns have changed so I now go by he/they/she. Oki bye

[reggies-fake-horcrux]

dor "make death proud to take us" lene

[corwnvus]

Makeup date!!!

[vinylfoxbooks]

Hear ye, hear ye! I have posted the final chapter (technically an epilogue) for Starry Eyes and Warm Smiles. Please go give it a read now that it is finished, especially if you're like me who doesn't read in progress works.

As usual, excerpt under the cut:

Their moment, however, is cut short when Barty pushes Sirius out of the way, cackling, “You fucking put up a painting of me and Ev.” He pats Regulus’ shoulder a bit harder than he should, making Regulus wince, “I knew that you loved me, you cunt.”

Regulus rolls his eyes, finding it easier to blink away his tears with Barty in front of him, “That’s debatable.”

“Not when you have a drawing of when we got together hanging in a professional art gallery.” Evan adds, a cocky grin on his face.

“You have to admit, Reg.” Dorcas says, butting her way into the conversation, “It doesn’t give off the most ‘uncaring’ message.”

“Fuck off.” Regulus shakes his head.

[neonlight2]

Regulus and Lily after exam week and having to deal with the Marauders: “At this point, what is there to live for anyway?”

Dorcas and/or Remus who aren’t the least bit concerned : “ABBA’s tour this summer.”

Lily and Regulus resurrect from the floor: “You right, you right.”

Then they both proceed to help Mary make everyone handmade outfits for the shows— yes plural because you best believe James and Sirius helped pay for tickets for every single show.