#trans captain america

[autisticandhyperfixatingg]

Over here, FanFic writers/editors!!

I am looking for someone to beta read/edit a short fic I've been working on.

The fic is set in the MCU, and it includes stucky (Steve/Bucky) and transman!Steve because there is not enough out there.

The fic is roughly 800 words long atm, but feel free to add slash delete as much as you want. It will be rated General Audiences (possibly teen and up) if it's posted on Ao3.

I wrote this from I prompt that I came up with a while ago and can't get out of my head, but I feel like it could be better written.

What you will do: Watever you want. You could just read through it once, or you could write a whole new fic from the prompt. Maybe add in those more advanced words that only people with English as their first language would know?It's not like I'm paying you or something, so your choice!

Rules: I've got exactly one rule. If you do write something, send it to me, let my poor hyperfixating content-starved brain read it. Otherwise you can do literally anything with it. Either I could post it on my ao3, giving you cred ofc, of you could post it on your own account and say uou write it all yourself. Send it in as a school project for all I care. Just please let me read it. That is all I ask.

Thank u in advance for considering this! So if you're interested in a little side project (or just want to read the fic ad it is lol) just DM me and I'll send it over.

I promise you it will be worth it!!

❗️Is now being beta'd by the amazing @letmelickyoureyeballs ❗️

[obeythefloof]

I keep thinking about Steve revealing that he’s a trans man, and being completely amused by all the “alpha males” who are offended that they idolized someone who was assigned female at birth.

Steve’s all like “what do you want me to do about it?”

[enyasaints]

EEOC: Sexual Harassment Legal Fund

This update was more to show appreciation for all of the outpouring of support I have received in the past few days. I am elated and feel optimistic for the future. I want so badly to get justiced for being sexually abused in the workplace and illegal termination. I can only do so with the help of strangers. Please be a beacon of aid for me. Thank you so much

GFM:

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[ask-spiderpool]

[embroid-away]

What If: Captain America Were Revived Today? #44 (April 1983) by Peter B. Gillis and Sal Buscema; Original Image by John Romita Sr.

In this What If? Marvel tale, Captain America is unfrozen in 1983 rather than the 1960s. Without the leadership of Steve Rogers, The Avengers disband. Meanwhile, a Captain America imposter, who calls himself a "real American," has decided to use his newfound influential media status to publicly support a National Identity Card to "deal with illegal aliens,” to suggest that members of civil rights groups "ought to think seriously as to whether or not their actions contribute to the strengthening of communist enemies," and declare that if those groups tear the country apart with protests, martial law is justified "for the peace to find a solution.”

Neighborhoods with large black populations (e.g., Harlem) are walled off and forced into poverty, and one character even mentions that Jewish people are being “put back into camps.” The right-wing politicians make sure that things like this aren’t shown on television, keeping the majority of the American public ignorant of the horrors committed with their indifferent support. The public are simultaneously told that with some sacrifices, America can be free once again. The fake Captain America confronts a group of peaceful protestors, and he is shot by a sniper (in what reads like an inside job), allowing the police to have “reason” to attack the protestors. The imposter does not die and instead uses the attack to provide more reason for the violent crackdown against protesting groups.

When the true Captain America is unfrozen, he is horrified to see what America has become, especially with his emblem stamped all over it. He immediately seeks out the resistance forces (who clearly represent the Black Panther Party) and joins their cause, stating that "the wrongs [he's] seen will take much more than one man to right -- but [he's] got a name to clear, a costume to unsoil-- and a country to die for!!"

By the time Steve joins them, the resistance only has one chance left to stop the American downfall: a political convention where the "America First" party will be able to secure its support to sweep the national elections and allow them "to return America to the pure and great nation [the] forefathers envisioned."

The resistance strikes just as the convention begins. The Captain America imposter is no match in a fight against the true Captain America -- especially against a Steve Rogers who's fucking pissed. ("Get up so I can knock you down!!")

With the imposter knocked unconscious, Captain America addresses the convention crowd, warning that an America that does not represent all its people does not deserve to exist at all; that liberty can be "as easily snuffed out [in America] as in Nazi Germany" and "as a people, we are no different from them."

The crowd realizes that the man speaking before them is the true Captain America and cheers. Captain America holds his hand up and silences them, stating that he will not allow them the chance to simply replace one idol with another. He alone can’t undo the horrible damage, and he pleads that there’s still a chance for the people to “find America once again.”

Fascism doesn’t change its tune, just its singers.

A 2021 Marvel Trumps Hate ( @marveltrumpshate ) commission, completed on 22-count aida cloth with embroidery floss and watercolors on a 9" diameter bamboo hoop.

[laiosynth]

i'm starting an ask blog!! help me decide on a concept to go forward with

i have no ultimate goal with this other than to explore the wonderful world of fandom AU askblogs and have some fun improving my art through practice. :DD vote below on which you would hypothetically like to see !! and please reblog for a larger sample size :3

if anyone wants to hear more about any of these, lmk !! these are some of my favorite old WIP fics/stories that i never got to finish or post.

[ungrateful-sneeze]

Ok so in the first avenger it’s said that the serum enhances what already there in a person, right?

Stick with me here

Do I hear trans Steve Rogers that didn’t tell anyone he was born a woman then the serums like: yo this is a man, and he just grows a penis and doesn’t tell anyone????????

Ok that may be the stupidest idea I’ve had so far but I stand by it

[moonythejedi394]

shh don't cry. new supernatural/stucky crossover snippet from yours truly.

Bucky flips to another page in his notebook as he steps up to the next apartment, last one on the ground floor and the last place for him to check. He’d had nothing but dead ends so far and had little hope for useful information when he knocked on 1G.

“Hi, my name’s Agent Bonham, FBI,” Bucky says without looking up, “would you –”

“Bucky?”

Bucky now looks up, startled. He’s suddenly staring right into the face of one shocked Steve Rogers.

“Steve,” Bucky whispers.

“You – You have a beard,” Steve says quietly. “And long hair –… Bucky, you look like a hobo in a suit.”

“Gee, thanks,” Bucky answers sarcastically, “that’s real sweet of you to say, Stevie.”

“And you’re… bigger,” Steve adds, raising an eyebrow.

“Are you saying I got fat?” Bucky asks, narrowing his eyes.

“No,” Steve answers, raising both eyebrows as his gaze drifts down.

“Uh?” Bucky says unsuredly.

“Since when have you been an FBI agent?” Steve asks, looking up again. “And why are you calling yourself Bonham?”

“It’s… complicated,” Bucky says. 

“You’re impersonating an FBI agent, aren’t you?” Steve asks. 

“I could’ve joined the FBI in the last eight years,” Bucky says.

“Then you’d be wearing loafers,” Steve points out with a flick of his eyebrows. “Not your twenty-eight-year-old military steel-toed boots.”

Bucky looks down. He is wearing twenty-eight-year-old boots.

“You haven’t been taking good care of them, either,” Steve quips, “since I can still see lipstick on the left one in addition to all that duct tape.”

Bucky jerks his left boot up. His jaw drops when he sees the smear of red near the toe. Nobody’s blown his boots since Steve, which means the color has been there for eight years and five months. How had that managed to cling on for eight years? He thought long-lasting color was just lipstick that dried matte. Had he really let his boots go that badly?

“Just typical,” Steve says.

“Whoa, what’s that supposed to mean?” Bucky asks.

“You, lying,” Steve says. “You haven’t changed.”

Bucky grits his jaw and looks around, wanting to say that he’s never lied to Steve unless it was to protect him, but Steve just won’t believe him again.

“Listen, I’m working on a kidnapping case,” Bucky says so his heartbreak won’t escape the bottle he’s jammed it into. “Two kids were taken from this building. Do you know anything?”

“No,” Steve says, then goes to shut the door.

“Seriously, anything?” Bucky asks, pushing the door back open. “Maybe you heard odd noises at night, felt like somebody was watching you?”

“No!” Steve snaps. “Goodbye!”

“Dad, who’s that?” a child’s voice calls.

“It’s nobody, sweetie!” Steve says over his shoulder, but too late, there’s a little boy walking into the hallway and into Bucky’s line of sight. 

Bucky’s eyes zero in on the cleft in the boy’s chin, then how his eyes are an icy blue nearly gray, his hair a brown so dark it’s almost black. He feels eeriely like he’s looking into a mirror, just one that took forty or so years off his face. He lifts a finger dumbly, pointing at the boy.

“Who’s that?” the little boy asks.

“Just a policeman,” Steve says. “He’s just leaving,” he adds, glaring at Bucky.

The kid shrugs and walks away.

“Uh,” Bucky says roughly. “You’re – You’re a dad now.”

“Well spotted,” Steve retorts.

“Right,” Bucky mutters through a tight throat, almost leaning to the side to peer deeper into the apartment. “Um. He’s – He’s cute.”

“And you’re still here,” Steve retorts.

“So – so – so is – is his other dad around?” Bucky asks, gesturing his pen with his gloved left hand vaguely.

“No,” Steve drawls as he crosses his arms under his chest, which is bustier than Bucky remembers seeing it. “No, his other dad is not around, Bucky.”

“Right,” Bucky mutters again, looking rapidly away from Steve’s chest. “How – how old is he, exactly?”

“Seven,” Steve answers, flicking his eyebrows up.

“When’s his birthday?” Bucky asks, starting to panic.

“December twentieth, 2001,” Steve says calmly.

“Oh, fuck,” Bucky whispers again. 

They’d broken up in April of that year. Between April and December was eight months.

“You – you had a rebound, right?” Bucky says, not sure what he wants the answer to be.

“Do you really want me to answer that?” Steve dryly.

“Stevie?” Bucky says quietly. “Is that my kid?”

[preserves42]

Captain America is a Transgender Allegory

And as such I headcanon him to be a trans man, hear me out.

(specifically this is referring to the MCU Steve Rogers Cap as played by Chris Evans, as I'm not familiar enough with other variants of the character)

Before taking the super soldier serum, Steve is constantly barred from joining the military because he doesn't fit the standards they require (not tall enough, not strong enough, i.e. not stereotypically masculine enough). He also looks up to his best friend Bucky who does fulfil these stereotypes, and clearly wishes he could be more like him so that he can join up. He wants to "be a man" and join the military but society, specifically doctors and the government, says he's "not enough of a man".

Finally one doctor, Erskine, takes pity on him and he gets the opportunity to go through a bunch of grueling tests to prove his masculinity and that he deserves the serum. During these scenes there's even a point where Colonel Phillips talks about how wars are "won by men" then looks at Steve and scowls at Doctor Erskine, clearly showing Phillips does not believe Steve is a "real man".

Later, during the conversation between Doctor Erskine and Steve, Erskine explains how the super serum exemplifies the traits of the recipient. It won't turn someone who isn't a man into a one, it only brings out what was already there. Erskine knows and respects that Steve is a good man (you can read "good man" in any number of ways) even whilst others don't.

Fast forward to after Steve has taken the serum, the people who didn't know him beforehand are all happy to treat him like a man, we almost immune see a shot of a newspaper headline featuring Steve titled "Mystery Man Saves Civilians!" with a picture of him looking very stereotypically masculine deflecting gunfire with a car door. However, people like Colonel Phillips' attitudes towards Steve don't change very much. Despite his obvious abilities Phillips doesn't want Steve's help because he didn't want a non-masculine person made to be masculine, he wanted all the already masculine soldiers he had to be more masculine. This mirrors the attitude of some people to complain that "men today aren't masculine enough and need to man up" and want cis men to be more masculine whilst simultaneously rejecting and delegitimising trans men. It could also be compared to how cis people have relatively easy access to hormones that'll make them more like their gender assigned at birth, but it is made difficult for trans people to get the same hormones.

Even Senator Brandt, who initially seems to respect what Steve has become, actually just wants him to perform like some sort of experiment or curiosity to make the Senator money alongside the exaggeratedly feminine dancing girls, similar to how some people will claim to support trans people but actually just fetishize them.

It's only once most of the people who initially knew Steve are gone (barring Bucky and Peggy who always respected his identity anyway) and he's in the present that he's able to fully escape from his pre-serum life, which mirrors how trans people sometimes find it easier to fit in when arriving in a new space where nobody knew them prior to transitioning.

I'm probably not the first person to have this headcanon, and I apologise if I've used terminology wrongly or insensitively, this was just something that came to me whilst walking home in the blistering heat thinking about gender.

If anyone else has trans headcanons/theories about Captain America or other characters I'd love to hear them!

[monster-cock69]

Kinky boudoir photographer Steve doing Peter and Tony’s wedding shoot in the spring then their maternity shoot in the fall

[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

Helping Hide The Truth (Peter Parker X Trans!Male!Rogers!Reader)

Characters: Peter Parker X Trans!Male!Rogers!Reader, 

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Mentions of Transphobia, fear of coming out, body dysphoria

Universe: Could you do maybe a trans male reader who is dating Peter but isnt out to his dad yet I was thinking Steve Rogers Or Bucky I love your writing and I love how you explore your stories ❤️

Peter checked his watch for the 5th time that morning. The morning bell was due to ring in just 15 minutes, and you were nowhere in sight, and Peter was starting to contemplate heading back to his locker, or texting to ask if you wanted him to drop off in the disabled bathroom or to ask if you were even coming in today. Luckily, as he reached for his phone, he saw your dad’s car finally pull up, you jumping out, waving to your dad before rushing up the steps to meet Peter. Peter smiled and waved at your dad- Captain America himself- as he pulled back out the parking lot, and you headed inside, walking at a fast pace.

“The bell’s gonna go off soon.” Peter commented as you both dashed around, pushing through the crowd to find one of the bathrooms or even just a janitor’s closet at this point. Normally when you were on short notice you would just change at your locker- slipping on a baggier shirt and slipping the men’s jeans over your leggings or something, but Peter had noted that today you had come in a dress- and judging by the style, it was Steve’s idea, thought that was obvious anyday. That meant you had to actually find somewhere more private to get changed today. His eyes darted around before he saw MJ at her locker, taking your hand and pulling you in her direction. “MJ!” He called as he approached, and she looked up, seeing you both approaching, what you were wearing, and she immediately knew what was up. She went into her locker, finding her gym bag, and pulled out her towel, unravelling it. 

You stepped hurriedly between her and her locker, her holding one end of the towel against the locker next to her, Peter holding the other end with MJ’s locker door to create a barrier from any onlookers. MJ kept a look out for trouble and also tried to block the view even more with her body, Peter also doing the same when he wasn’t passing you garments, before you gave him the dress with a quick “Done.” and the towel dropped, and Peter shoved the dress into the bag. “Thank you so much.” You told them. 

“Don’t worry about it.” MJ shrugged. “Guessing daddy dearest was adamant on the dress?” She asked and you huffed and nodded, taking the bag from Peter, and shoving it to the bottom of your backpack to go and put in your locker later. 

“I’ll tell him I bumped into someone at lunch and got some crap on it.” You stated. 

“Does that mean we have to get it back out to dump some ketchup on it?” Peter asked. 

“No, we need it to look realistic- you put on the dress and we put ketchup on it.” MJ joked, poking Peter in the chest, making you laugh a little. Peter knew that if that was needed, he’d do it for you. 

Peter had met you when you both started at the highschool a few years ago, and immediately had began bonding over being the ‘weird’ kids. Back then, when he was still getting to know you, Peter had presumed you were shy and self conscious, lacking any confidence, being a total wall flower and wanting to stay out of the spotlight- just trying to survive highschool. That was until the that summer ended and you came back with a new haircut- a much shorter haircut, wearing baggier clothes, clothes that hid any femininity. Peter immediately got an inkling that he may have been wrong about his presumptions about you, but didn’t want to jump to conclusions. Instead, he complimented your new hair, and the way you lit up at it didn’t help his spidey sense. You thanked him, explaining how you got into an argument with your dad about it before you inevitably went behind his back to get it done, but now it was done and he couldn’t do anything about it and so he didn’t say anything about it. Peter had joked about him being old fashioned, in which you laughed the loudest he’d ever heard. It was then you told him how right he was, and who your dad actually was. 

It was in the middle of the next school break when you two were hanging around at his that he had told you he was Spiderman, and in return, you told him you were trans, and was keeping it a secret from your 1940’s dad. It was about 2 weeks after that, that you and Peter sucked up the courage to ask each other out at literally the same time.

Peter had took the information exceedingly well. He came up with the idea to have spare clothes at school to change into to make you more comfortable around your peers, which also helped you keep your secret from your dad- all he saw was the short hair but the ‘normal’ clothes when he dropped you off and picked you up, totally unaware that you had begun socially transitioning at school, and with surprising success. Of course, after a close run in one time in which Peter as Spiderman had to save you and him using your correct pronouns in front of some of your classmates- including Flash- people didn’t want to attempt to use that against you knowing that Spiderman seemingly knew you personally, and then when it came out who your dad was… yeah, people at school used your pronouns, if mostly out of pure fear. 

Since being able to be yourself for the most part at school and when away from your dad, Peter had noticed how you had changed. You were chattier, more vibrant. Happier, and he loved it, and he was willing to do anything to keep it that way- even if it meant sneaking you clothes at the beginning the day and taking them back before your dad picked you up, or lying to the Avengers to ensure they didn’t pass any information on to Steve.

The day passed by like any normal day, at the end of lunch time you did get the dress back out temporarily, smearing some ketchup on the skirt before putting it back in the bag and your locker, and dropping a text to your dad that you’d had to change and that your dear boyfriend and leant you an old hoodie and pants, sprinkling in a comment on how sweet Peter was for going out of his way to get you cleaned up and new clothes in such short notice, even though you knew he probably wouldn’t read it for a while or even at all and would ask you what happened to your dress. 

After the last bell rang and you and Peter were gathering your things from your locker, you discussed future plans. “How about this weekend if your dad has nothing planned with you, we could go to the mall? We could pick some clothes up for you but keep them at mine or in your locker?” Peter asked. 

“Why, running out of hoodies? I can give some back.” You teased him with a grin.

“No, I don’t mind, I’ll just steal them back next time I come and visit you- I was just thinking, since they’re all my style, I thought it would be nice for you to have some pieces you could actually claim as yours. You could excuse it to your dad as backup clothes since he must think you’re super clumsy at school, but…” He explained.

“That sounds… nice. I’ll ask my dad if I can go out with you on the weekend.” You told him with a soft smile, closing your locker door, and sighed. “I wish I didn’t have to sneak around like this for clothes of all things. The fact that I’m sneaking in and out clothes that make me feel good about myself and not my literal boyfriend just feels… wrong.” 

“I know.” Peter frowned. “Has your dad made any… comments? Good or bad?” He asked. You shook your head. 

“No clue what he thinks, honestly not sure if he even knows what being trans even means.” You told him as you both started walking down the hallways towards the main exit. 

“Would you like me to… look into it?” Peter offered. You stopped walking, looking at him with apprehension. “Like… we recently had the official lesson on gender identities, I can bring it up with Tony, ask if your dad and Thor has had that talk and how they feel about it. If he asks questions on why, I can maybe pull together a fake project about ‘old world views’ on that kind of thing and if the ‘not from his time’ argument actually holds up with Steve and Thor and that you didn’t want to bring it up with him in case he got defensive or something.” He excused. 

“Are you sure? You know if you do this we will actually have to make that fake project, which could include interviewing my own dad about his views on his own son that he doesn’t know is his son?” 

“I’ll interview him- conflict of interest. You put together a rough draft of a plan for this project in case Tony talks to your dad so you can show him the rough draft to make it seem real. Maybe we can turn it into actually educating him, introducing it to him so one day you can actually be yourself to him.” He suggested. You hesitated, but eventually nodded. 

“I still don’t plan to come out till I’m 18, just in case.” 

“I understand. I love you, and I love seeing you love yourself, but I know you also love your dad and how much he means to you and that you don’t want to damage that relationship. If I can somehow make sure that doesn’t happen, I want to do that… if this fake project gets too close to home, please just say, we can make up an excuse about changing the subject or the project being cancelled or changed.” 

“Thank you Peter, I really appreciate it, and everything you’ve been doing to help me through this I can’t thank you enough and it’s one of the many reasons that I love you.” You told him, grabbing the collar of his jacket, pulling him close and kissing him, before you heard a honk from a car, knowing that it was your dad’s car. You sighed, pulling away from him. “If I’m able to come over on the weekend, can you ask your Aunt May if she can make that lasagna?” You asked, making your boyfriend laugh. You asked that last week, and the week prior. Aunt May was more than happy to make it. 

“Sure thing.” He told you, stealing a quick peck, hearing another honk from your dad before you turned and rushed to get in your dad’s car, waving at him as your dad drove off. 

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in! 

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[samwinjester]

What if Team Free Will were the Avengers?

[baconsoapp]

Stevie Rogers and Gender Dysphoria

if you're unfamiliar with my trans Stevie Rogers head canon, check out this post here. Anyways, more under the cut.

So, I’ve been thinking a lot about this post and how others perceive Stevie.

Like stated in the linked post, Stevie has always dealt with people not finding her body acceptable. Both in the purely aesthetic sense and the medical sense. After the serum, she has to grapple with the opposite side of the spectrum. So many people view her as a specimen, as a sex object and the paragon of man.

I think it would be interesting to view this in a trans lense. Stevie's hyperawareness to how she fits in along with others. How others behave around her and treat her.

Pre-serum, a lot of her gender dysphoria was physically-centered. Stevie wished she was fuller and smoother all over, like the typical woman seen in all the pin-up paintings she was told not to look at.

Post-serum, the same physical thoughts remained. Frequently, she wished that she could be softer around the edges and over all her new muscles. But now, the majority of the thoughts were socially-centered. She wished people still treated her with fragility and care, like a distressed dame ready to fall over at any moment.

When she comes out of the ice, the socially-centered thoughts only get worse. Now the rest of the world had the rest of a century and then some to catch up on Captain America, and how competent and masculine and assertive "he" is.

Stevie knows this is often a conflation between Captain America, the Figure, and Stevie Rogers, the person. But she can't help but balk at the expectations set for her. Maybe it's just because she has the world on her shoulders at all times, but maybe it's also because the gender roles are amplified and applied to her. That's what everyone expects of Captain America, anyway.

I just love the idea of Stevie completely rejecting gender roles and societies standards, especially after Civil War when she's already an enemy of the state lol (^^;

[couldtransitionsaveher]

JAMES BUCHANAN "BUCKY" BARNES / THE WINTER SOLDIER from THE MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

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"I’m not really sure, i Just think Bucky would be way cooler as a girl. Could have gotten some kinda Mulan storyline, and canon Steve X Bucky." - @dorykinny

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[heckalecki]

some more of my stucky pride flash-style art!

[oddlydrawnscissors]

tumblr marvel fandom i come asking for help, i need to find a fic.

((this was back before i had an ao3 account and since i did everything in incognito it was lost when i closed the tab.))

im looking for a trans!peter parker fic, his deadname in this fic is Beatrice Parker. Tony is his father figure (im pretty sure Peter lives at the compound) and before Peter comes out he calls him Bea. im pretty sure most of the other avengers are in it, Natasha, Steve, Bucky etc. Loki Tony and May i believe are definitely in it. i unfortunately dont remember the chapter or word count, or when it was published but i remember reading it a couple years ago, pre pandemic i think. also p sure it was completed.

if anybody knows where to find this fic or what happened to it please please let me know!!!