#transmasc sirius black

[she-atti-on-my-lyus]

i see your transfem sirius + transmasc regulus and raise you transfem regulus + transmasc sirius

[jamesunderwater]

So intrigued by t4t titanic prongsfoot 👀 👀 👀

:'D me TOO. I actually just posted my answer to that one here, which gives context for the whole fic. And then here are two other scribbled ideas I have written about it so far:

For the drawing scene, J draws S lying on the settee topless, his chest bound, wearing Jack's pants. and that’s the picture S leaves with Cal, showing who he really is. “Women and children only” gets an even more intense meaning… the porter calls for women and children and someone grabs Sirius' arm, but he looks at James, and both of them just stare at each other with this profound sadness over the reality only they know, that there's a woman standing right there and no one will ever let her onto the boat. AGHHH which ALSO makes it even more enraging that Cal eventually does sneak his way onto a boat for women and children, cause the fucking privilege that an upperclass cis man can sneak on but a lowerclass trans woman is left to die

[albi-bumblebee]

not a fan of sirius x barty, but i am currently imagining an au where transmasc!sirius’s parents decide he needs a husband to “make him behave and come to his senses”(force him to detransition) so he and the marauders try to talk to the male heirs of the less blood supremacist pureblood families. canonically people thought barty was a good kid before he got arrested with the other death eaters, and crouch sr. said he got 12 o.w.ls, so i imagine sirius probably doesn’t think too ill of barty. they talk and barty seems like a nice enough boy on the outside, he’s smart, and his father is anti death eater despite mingling with the sorts of circles they often come from, so he decides he’d be a good enough spouse. they start courting each other, sirius starts seeing signs that barty isn’t all he appears to be, but thinks it might be nothing.

and then they get married. how long does it take for sirius to figure it out he’s a death eater? probably not long, they sleep in the same room/live in the same house, and sirius is very intelligent.

i don’t really get much farther into it in my thoughts because i feel like there’s so many ways it could go😅

[digital-kam]

my most favorite one shot i’ve ever read in this fandom im so serious wtf

made for lovin’ you (onlyfans oneshot)

sirius loves his job. he loves his subscribers, the requests they send in, the lingerie he gets to wear and of course the benefit of paying his rent months in advance without having to worry about whats leftover. one of his subscribers however, xx_moony_xx, just so happens to also have an active account...and after some scrolling, sirius gets an idea that greatly benefits the both of them.

or || the onlyfans oneshot where sirius is gorgeous, remus loves looking at him, and they're both insatiable

she's hereeeeeeeeee

im sorry this took so long, it was weirdly a tough one to write, still dont know why but im really happy with it and i hope its worth the wait!

tagged list:

@autistpride @that-one-gay-from-the-gay-club @lizzybonnette @myriadparacosm @vlaflipvla @spillthebea

[turnintoabat1]

It really sucks that I’m so uncomfortable in dresses because objectively I’m a snack

[moonysmarmalade]

early on in moony's transition 🏳️‍⚧️

sirius helping remus do his t-shot, finding cute plasters for him & gently sticking them on, giving remus a kiss on the forehead & telling him he's so proud of him for doing this for himself. then taking his hand and saying "right, let's go down to breakfast moony!!" & nothing has changed between them apart from the fact they are closer & trust each other more than ever <3

[annabellelupin]

Regulus: *looks at a cool looking guy*

Regulus: Is this love???

Regulus: *thinks about dating him* nope nope its gender envy

[eden-3000]

Gender envy is craving to adapt another persons gender

Gender greed is stealing their clothes/ makeup to get the gender

Gender pride is those 15 minutes you get every other month where you feel really good about yourself and take 1000 pictures

Gender lust (mostly commited by bi- and pansexuals) is the attraction to someone based on their gender

Gender gluttony is the inabilaty to decide between genders

Gender wrath is the urge to become a fruity villain

Gender sloth is the oversized hoodie and baggy jeans you wear when you can´t come up with anything else

[moutainrusing]

And IF (only if) you would be willing to write one more for me I request a trick 🎃 as well.

Lily/Sirius (romantic or platonic) Prompt: St Mungos

Happy writing! ✨️

With a shaky hand, Sirius lifted the potion to his lips, the one which would give him him. “Tastes bitter,” he rasped to Lily while she watched with the typical concern of a Healer. ‘How does the potion make you feel? Side effects? Is it working how it should?’

Lily looked at all her patients that way. Sirius wasn’t special. Lily cared about everyone to this incredible degree, giving them all her utmost best, and that was why Sirius cared about her the most.

Lily gave him an amused smile, rolled her eyes, “Want me to put sugar in it?”

“Yes, actually,” Sirius croaked, wincing when his voice cracked. It didn’t sound like his voice, even though it was his. His voice used to be lighter, and he couldn’t feel it in the way he swallowed, but now, his voice had deepened, rumbling in his throat, and he had his Adam’s apple, which he could feel bobbing up and down. Up, down. Even though his body was becoming the body it was always meant to be, he still felt down. A man could have a high-pitched voice and still be a man. He used to have a high-pitched voice, and he was always a man.

Plus, the cracks felt like shards of glass piercing into the cold, stiff silence of the wards at St. Mungos. Hospitals were pallid, sickly places, grey-scale monotony, bright, white lights, and Sirius felt like a lab experiment. He probably was, because all his data would be collected to aid future transmen; he probably was, because people stuck needles into him just to see the effect on his body; he probably was, because no one cared about him as an individual. In fact, he was definitely some monstrous disease which should be purged from the world of clean, he was wasting resources by being here, a waste, a pain, inhumane. The Healers simply cared about everyone, believing that they had some duty to make the lives of all people healthier, happier, longer.

He wondered what they’d do to him if he admitted he was a monster. He wondered if anyone would ever see him as a man.

“You’re all done,” Lily beamed, taking the vial from Sirius. “Now, get some rest, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Yeah,” Sirius nodded agreeably. He hoped it was agreeable. “Thanks,” he added. Sirius could never do nearly enough to thank Lily for all she did. He struggled to say thank you, but for Lily, he wanted to say it again and again, paint it on the sky above her head, he wanted to split open his chest and show her how he was composed solely out of gratitude for her. Sirius wanted to do so much for her, and it would never be enough.

Their days in Hogwarts, when Sirius would break down every time he got his period, and Lily would hold him, never questioning the issue. She’d buy what he needed even though he had the money to do it and she didn’t, because Sirius didn’t want to look after a body he didn’t like, but Lily wanted to look after any body Sirius had. She looked after Sirius.

But no one could look after him forever. Lily liked men, proper men, not whatever Sirius was. He was a man, he was and he was but he wasn’t a person, he was a monster and he was strange, contaminated with something that made him wrong.

Lily watched him for a second. She frowned, eyes lingering over every feature of his face, and Sirius wanted to curl into himself. He knew he looked weird. All the changes. “Do you want me to stay?” she asked softly.

Sirius swallowed, “Don’t you have to get back to James?” A proper man. James embodied everything Lily wanted, and Sirius was so similar to James, yet there was one major difference. Lily chose James because he was a proper man.

Lily shook her head, casually shrugging, “Always bros before hoes, right?” She grinned at Sirius, and Sirius forced a laugh. It was kinda funny that James was her hoe. But Sirius would always be just her friend. It was nice of her to value friendship, but down the line, as the responsibility for her relationship grew, that would change.

Sirius would be nothing to Lily. He smiled, “No, he’ll miss you too much.” I’ll miss you more.

Lily laughed, “He needs to learn to survive a couple hours without me.”

And I need to learn to survive an entire lifetime without you.

“Go, Lils, I’ll just be sleeping. Have a fun night, that’s an order,” Sirius pointed with a stern finger. That still shook a little.

Lily wrapped a hand around it and pushed it down gently, “As you wish, Sirius. I’ll be wishing you were there, though.”

No, you won’t.

Sirius rolled his eyes, “Focus on your man, Lily.”

“But you know you’re the real man of my life,” Lily clutched her chest exaggeratedly, and that hurt.

Sirius fell silent. Lily’s hand was still in his, and he pushed it away. “Do you… do you think anyone would ever… want to love me?”

Lily grabbed his hand again, passion taking over her expression. “Of course!” she cried vehemently. “I love you!”

“You know what I mean,” Sirius sighed, fiddling with Lily’s fingers. “In that way.”

“Yes,” she stated matter-of-factly. “You’re perfect, Sirius Black.”

Sirius closed his eyes. He didn’t know how to respond. Well, he did. If I’m perfect, then why aren’t I perfect for you?

[loonylupin2]

[resident-gay-bitch]

🏳️‍⚧️ Trans Tuesdays 🏳️‍⚧️

Trans Marauders Chaos (MtF Sirius, FtM James + Remus, NB Peter)

So, imagine all the Marauders are actually trans in one way or another. The way the sorting of their rooms works, is literally a matching spell or something that pairs up the boys and girls based on their compatibility, interests, and values. So the Marauders all get clumped together, being the four trans kids (presenting masculine in 1st year) in Gryffindor.

At this stage, Remus and James have both started their transition, both trans masc and passing well enough. Due to money and his amazing family, James is passing extremely well, and Remus not so much. He kind of has to make his own methods, thankful he didn’t get his mam's pretty genes and instead his dads ruggish nature, fugly face and crooked nose, makes things a fair bit easier when he’s not typically ‘pretty’. Sirius is MtF, but she doesn’t know it yet, going about her days as a bloke without much of a clue yet, used to constantly feeling a little off and uncomfortable from growing up in 12GWp. Pete's non-binary, but they don’t know it yet either. 

Remus and James have absolutely no intentions of ever admitting that they’re trans to these random boys they share a room with, and so they keep it so well hidden, they don’t even clock each other. 

By the time Sirius figures out she’s a girl, and Pete figures out they’re NB, they’re all playing a secret game of hide and don’t get caught. None of them question why they all change in the bathroom, none of them question why they’re all so tidy about their clothes, ensuring no one sees anything that might give them away (like binders, packers, pretty skirts or makeup), none of them question the other peoples odd and secretive behaviour, because they don’t want their own weird demeanours questioned. 

It literally takes years before it gets anywhere. 

It’s only when Sirius runs away, when James is there hugging her and consoling her in the middle of the night, without having time to bind since he was in bed. And well, from their close proximity Sirius feels something she doesn’t usually feel whilst being held by James. So she does a little snooping, and finds James’ binder awkwardly stuffed into his bedside drawer, and sees pictures of a tiny little girl with James’ face. James pretty quickly fesses up, making Sirius promise to never breathe a word to anyone, so Sirius comes out to James in turn, and it really solidifies their bond. 

So, back at Hogwarts, Sirius now knows James is trans, and James knows Sirius isn’t a bloke, the other two deep in the dark. Shenanigans ensue. 

Sirius and James are joined at the hip now, constantly around each other, so much so that they’ll both change together in the bathroom at the same time now, not caring around each other because they’re each other's safe space and never feel judged in the other's proximity. Ensuring James sometimes gets lazy with his bindings in the morning since he doesn’t sleep with them on anymore, when he and Sirius share a bed, and sometimes walking through the dorm without them under his baggy shirt. Creating some suspicion from Remus, who sees his own body in James’. 

And sometimes James slips up and refers to Sirius as she or her or a girl in conversations with other people, so mindlessly he doesn’t even notice he’s done it, doesn’t “correct” himself. Most people just assume it was a natural slip of the tongue and bypass it, but it can only happen so many times in their dormitory before Pete and Remus catch on. 

And then they all start noticing more and more things about each other, as they get older, because they’re more perceptive now and notice when things are a little off kilter. Like, they put two and two together as to why Remus always already has bandages around his chest after a full moon and completely hides away his middle but won't hide the rest of himself, even when his legs or face are more scared than his middle. And they notice empty bottles of hormone potions in the rubbish, and ends of bandages sticking out of drawers and makeup in the bathroom. 

They’re all very suspicious of one another, but far too scared to actually come out and say something in fear of being wrong, and then ostracised by their most trusted comrades. 

It all implodes one afternoon, after a very rushed morning to get out of the dorm and to the quidditch pitch on time for the game, because they were all up very late pranking and overslept their alarms. James was shouting and chasing them around the room because he couldn't believe he, the quidditch captain, was running late to his own game. And of course Sirius is running around after him, guilty for maybe waking up earlier and ignoring her alarm without much thought. And then they’re all out the door and in the cold, ready to play and watch the match, just in time for the kick off. 

It’s when they come back to the dormitory that everything unravels. They walk into the dorm together, all having a laugh, when Remus suddenly stops in his tracks and asks, “Erm, what is that?”

It's then that they all turn to face the middle of the room, where right there on the carpet is a soft blue item of clothing. And both Sirius and Peter dive for it, recognising the shape and colour in an instant. 

They both are on the ground, fighting over it for a second before freezing and looking at one another with flabbergasted expressions. 

“What the bloody hell do you need a bra for?” Sirius asked. 

“Why do you know this is a bra?” Pete asked back. 

“Because it’s my-” Sirius shut her mouth immediately. 

“What? No, it’s mine!” Pete sassed back. 

Sirius furrowed her brow, “No, look, it’s mine.” She said, wiggling it in the air, suspended between each of their hands. 

They both looked down at the material between them, one pale blue bra with purple flowers all over it, stretched out from each of them holding one side of the clasp, both sure it was their own. It even has the sweet little bow in the middle that they picked it out for! 

“What the bloody hell do you have a bra for?” Remus asked, cutting in. 

“My tits-” Sirius shouted, at the exact same time as Peter said, “On the days I want boobs-” 

They both looked at eachother again, “No, see, look.” Sirius huffed, tugging at the undergarment, “I picked this out last Christmas, it has a stain on the top of the left boob from my shaving cream- A cup.” 

Pete glared at her, flipping their thumb on the tag to turn it over, reading out the label, “Well, this is a B, so-”

“Wha-” Sirius muttered, freezing in her tracks, remembering a very crucial piece of information. She pulled her own collar out, looking down her top to notice she was wearing the exact same bra already, “Oh, well…”

“Told you.” Pete sassed, grinning as they snatched the garment away. 

“Wait, why do you have a bra?” Sirius asked again. 

“I could ask you the same thing.” Pete narrowed their eyes. 

They stared at each other for a moment, both glaring with hard expressions, neither one willing to break. 

Standing above them still, James groaned, dropping his head forward, “Erm, this is awkward. Perhaps we should go, Rem, before her head explo-”

“Her.” Remus interrupted, “You always call Sirius she.”

“Yeah, you do.” Pete nodded, looking at Sirius still, “Last I checked, you’ve got a dick.”

“Yeah, well maybe I don’t want it.” Sirius sassed, “Last I checked you did too.” 

“Yeah, well…” Pete huffed, “I don’t have a good comeback for that.” 

Sirius swallowed, looking at the blue fabric clutched in Pete's hands, “Are you like me?” 

“Okay, we should definitely leave, Moon-” James tried. 

“Nope.” Remus shook his head, putting his hand on James’ chest to stop him. 

“I don’t know, are you like me?” Pete asked back. 

“Well, I don’t fucking know. What are you?” Sirius sassed. 

Peter glared at her, “You first.”

“No, I asked first.” 

“Well, how am I supposed to fucking answer if I don’t know what you are?”

“Right…” Sirius swallowed, “So… you’re a girl?”

“No.” Pete muttered, and Sirius went pale.

“N-no neither am I. Obviously, I’m not- that would be weird. I’m- it’s not… I was just joking-”

“I’m not a bloke either.” Pete cut in, “I don’t know how to explain it.” 

Sirius tensed, staring at Pete with desperate eyes, “But you… you have a bra?”

“Cause sometimes I like wearing one.” Pete swallowed, “And sometimes I like makeup, and sometimes I don’t. And sometimes I wanna have a beard and put glitter on my eyes and wear a bra and boxers and… I- I don’t know.” 

“Oh…” Sirius nodded, “Well, I don’t…. I like makeup too, and bras… and skirts, and stuff. Don’t like that boy shit though.” 

“So, you’re not….”

“A bloke, yeah.” She sighed, kind of relieved to get it off her chest, “Shit, yeah, no. I’m a girl.”

“Oh…” Pete swallowed, “So… was that your hormone potion I found under James’ bed?”

“No, I don’t take mine anywhere other than the box on my bookshelf.” Sirius said defensively, before tensing and glancing up at James, “Wait- no, it probably was. I might have accidentally-”

“Nah, it wasn’t.” James shrugged, sighing, “It was mine.” 

“Wait, what?” Remus asked, gobsmacked. 

“Your’s?” Pete asked, “Are you a girl too?”

“No, I’m a bloke.” He shrugged, lifting up his shirt and running his hands over the little scars under his chest, “See, bloke. No tits, chopped ‘em off… wow, that was great to get off my chest-”

“Oh my fuck- stop making that joke, James. It’s old.” Sirius groaned. 

“Not to them, it’s not!” He defended. 

“You know about each other?” Peter asked, looking between James and Sirius. 

“You weren't born a bloke either?” Remus muttered, staring at James in awe. 

“Nah, I’m on hormone potions-”

“Wait, either?” Sirius asked from the ground, looking up at Remus. 

Remus turned red, “Well… yeah.” He huffed, leaning over for the box on the end of his bed, opening it up to show his own hormone potions inside, “Me too.” 

“Oh…” James said, looking down at the potions before up at Remus, “You’re like me?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Remus shrugged. 

“Okay, wait, are we all…” Sirius started, looking around at the other three, “Are we all a different gender than what we were born with?” 

“Yeah.” Pete shrugged, as the other two nodded in agreement. 

“Bloody hell.” James laughed, “Six and a half years of running around in secret for nothing, then?”

“That could have saved me so many problems.” Remus groaned, “I made Madame Pomfrey come up with a binding spell to help compress my chest after full moons so you all wouldn’t fucking notice-”

“I got Effie and Flea to find me a glamour spell to cover the fact that I’m growing tits all the time.” Sirius said, smiling up at them, hurriedly reaching for her wand to rid herself of the glamour, “Look, there's a lump!” She said, turning to the side. 

“Merlin, you can have mine, if you want.” Remus offered with a laugh. 

“So we’re all just fucking stupid?” Pete asked with a smile. 

“I guess so.” James shrugged, “Do you reckon we were all put together in this dorm on purpose?” 

“If they did do it on purpose, then why the fuck didn’t they tell us.” Sirius huffed, “Do you know how many times I’ve whacked James for calling me a girl in front of you lot? I mean, it feels great but it stresses me out.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” James blushed. 

“Do you reckon Minnie will make you move into the girls' dorm if she finds out?” Pete asked. 

“God, I hope not.” She grimaced, “I don’t think I’ll survive living in a dorm without James.” 

“Oh, hey!” Remus grinned, pointing down at her, “You’ll be able to get into the girls' dorms now, right? We can finally pull that prank on the girls… put those frogs in their bed, get them back for the spiders.” 

Sirius grinned, “Oh, you’re brilliant, Remus-”

“Do you reckon Pete will be able to get in?” James asked, looking down at them.

“I don’t know?” Pete replied, furrowing their brow, “I’m not a girl.”

“Yeah, but you’re not a bloke. The charm is there to keep boys out.” 

Peter squinted their eyes, “Should we go try it out?” 

“Yeah!” James shouted, as they all scrambled towards the door. 

“Oi, imagine the look on the girls' faces if you can get in.” Remus added. 

Pete could, of course, get in. And the look on the girls' faces was golden. Marlene was rendered into a giggling heap on the ground, because they already knew about Pete, they’re the same. Mary just stared, jaw dropped, and when Sirius waggled her eyebrows and stepped into the room too she jumped up on her chair and shouted, “Bloody hell, Sirius! Are you like me?” Shocking the shit out of them all. Lily was just very confused until they all explained what was happening. 

The girls also did not appreciate the frogs in their dormitory that night. 

Anyway, they’re all stupid (affectionate). Joanne, fuck you, all your characters are trans in my eye’s. Just you wait. We will take over. 

Also, I just know James would make so many top surgery / trans jokes, it would annoy everyone so much. He would think he’s so funny though.

[jamesunderwater]

Okay, how dare you post such a fascinating list of titles and now I have to pick one. So... Titanic, pls

tehehee. is it fascinating or am i just vague as fuck? xD

AHHHH okay I am so excited about this fic, even though I think it will probably take me a while to write because I want to put a lot of care into it. I thought of it while working on my Jily titanic AU (which I do still plan to finish - it's also on the list 😉), because more and more I found myself thinking about Prongsfoot and how playing around with queerness during this time period, plus in this pressure-cooker scenario with both the romance and the tragedy, could add SO many interesting layers.

and thus, t4t prongsfoot titanic was born... so here, have a bit of my random scribblings about it (edited a bit because the original is borderline nonsensical, lmao):

Sirius is Rose & he's a closeted trans man, James is Jack and he's a closeted trans woman; J sees S about to kill himself because he's going to be trapped in a marriage as a woman; J steps in, shows S he can be whoever he wants to be. when J takes S to the dance, she wears a dress and gives S her masculine clothes to wear, so they get to experience being their real selves with others and with each other. also Fabrizio is a trans man, but he's able to pass because back then people would pretty much accept anyone in pants to be a man, especially if they were lower class.

[s0phi3-grac3]

I’m thinking about making a marauders band au with trans Regulus and gender fluid Sirius where they both run away together. If that’s something you want to see I’ll need a beta reader if your interested please reach out. 

Thanks good morning or good night

[righteousenjoymentofthunder]

stop. why... why does sirius black need to be so feminised in the fandom. why is he literally remus' long haired twink. this guy is canonically a wet dog of a man. he is 'rah rah lets go save harry from deatheaters.' he was at the top of his classes. he is canonically TALL. why is he so feminised.

[rosekiller-addict]

okay hear me out

trans masc barty

[anabinsfeld]

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