Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:
The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition
The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man
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"I ain't no fortunate son..."
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Content warning: The appearance section vaguely references self-harm.
~ basics ~
NAME: Remus John Lupin
NICKNAMES: Moony, Remy
FACECLAIM: Rafael Silva
GENDER/PRONOUNS/SEXUALITY: Cis-Male, He/Him, panromantic, demisexual
AGE & BIRTHDATE: 20, March 10
BIRTH PLACE: Edinburgh, Scotland
FLUENT IN: English, Scottish Gaelic, Portuguese
CURRENTLY LIVING IN: A house with the other Marauders
POSITIVE TRAITS: droll, careful, intelligent, level-headed, empathetic
NEGATIVE TRAITS: insecure, anxious, pessimistic, reserved, prone to self-loathing
~ appearance ~
HAIR: Brunette, short
HEIGHT: 6′2″
BUILD: Athletic
TATTOOS: Moon on his right wrist that changes to match the cycle of the real one
SCARS: Covered in them from clawing at himself when transitioned. The majority of them are along his back and rib cage, with a few along his face and neck.
ANY OTHER IDENTIFYING MARK(S): N/A
NOTABLE ACCESSORIES: It is rare for Remus to not have a book or some sort of chocolate on him.
~ interests ~
FAVORITE FOOD: Bread and butter with sugar sprinkled over it
FAVORITE MUSIC: Appreciates The Who and David Bowie
FAVORITE COLOR: Mauve
CLOTHING STYLE / PREFERENCES: Oversized sweaters are his favorite. Can occasionally be to blame for Sirius, James, and Peter's sweaters going amiss. Remus doesn't buy expensive clothes, often keeping what he owns until the point where multiple holes are in them.
HOBBIES: Reading, writing, photography, learning to play guitar
ROLE MODEL: Hope Lupin is easily the strongest person he can think of. That hasn't changed.
LIKES: Visiting muggle record stores, hiking, hanging out with friends
DISLIKES: Large crowds, public speaking, vocally prejudiced people
~ headcanons in no particular order ~
A select few know about Remus’ affliction. His biggest fear is being properly shunned by everyone because of it.
Remus is not a fan of astronomy. He maintained high enough marks to pass but did not put full effort into the subject while in school.
Remus severely lacks self-confidence. Although he tries to hide that fact, it can occasionally come out. He is prone to second-guessing himself and afraid of saying things that may lead to his acquaintances deciding he isn’t worth their time.
Remus has not spoken to his father since the summer after his last year at Hogwarts. While okay with the silence, he has noticed his father beginning to appear around places he regularly frequents. Speaking to him is unthinkable since Remus is fearful of being bullied into apologizing for silence that was well deserved.
Transformations have created an arthritic-like effect on Remus’ joints. Flare-ups before and after the week of the full moon can sometimes leave him bedbound or relying on pain potions to be able to function.
Remus has kept to keeping muggle jobs, fearing that the wixen world will ask too many questions if he manages to keep a job in the community. Money is tight and he is too proud to ask for help, keeping track of who and what he owes.
Remus spent part of the war running with Fenrir's pack. It was something he wouldn't have done without Dumbledore's encouragement since he wasn't about to go running directly back to the person who was to blame for turning him in the first place. He attempted to keep that a secret from his friends due to being ashamed about it.
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How have I been working on a story about a lesbian werewolf for YEARS and nobody showed me the song She-Wolf until now.
Bee is a werewolf, and it's a secret. But she finds herself the object of fascination for a secret superhero who can detect lies. Lucine (alias Raven) has a huge crush on the mysterious jock who joined her school, But Bee is so stressed trying to figure out how to stay off the superheroes radar, she hardly notices her not-so-secret admirer.
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Wandering to museums in a large city, rather than 90% of the people I see being my coworkers in a warehouse, has made me realize that yes, I do dress a couple steps more butch than the average lady.
The fact that I wore flannels this week rather than just t shirts may also be a factor. (Short sleeved t shirts over long sleeved t shirts feel "lazier" to me than flannels over t shirts or camis, and I felt like dressing up a touch for my city vacation.)
I still like skirts for fancy occasions and summer events where I don't need the pockets and leg dexterity, but it's something to incorporate into my style.
Now I can go deliberately for easy movement and easy to adjust based on temperature changes and not girly, rather than just default clothing (where society views men as default).
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