#trans Clarke

[bigg1999]

“Please,” Clarke whines, her hips pressing back, but the toy not lined up, instead just sliding across the bottom of her back. 

“Look at you, begging like a good girl,” Lexa teases, one hand grabbing Clarke’s hip, steading her, the other lining up the toy at her puckered hole. 

Lexa’s jaw drops as she watches the toy slowly slide inside. 

“Fuckkk,” Clarke moans as it slides past the point where Lexa’s fingers were, the toy having no give and take like her fingers did. 

They both gasp as Clarke leans back, effectively causing the last half of the toy to thrust inside of her, Clarke at the feeling of fullness, Lexa at the way the base of the toy rubs against her own clit. Lexa’s hand tightens on Clarke’s hip, silently asking her to stop. Clarke looks back over her shoulder, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure. 

Green eyes meet blue. Lexa’s fears slip away as she looks at the dazed blue orbs. She leans down, still fully inside of the blonde, pressing a kiss to the skin of her back that she can reach, throwing her head back to flip her hair to the side, one hand holding onto the blonde’s hip, the other lightly scratching her back. 

Clarke opens her mouth, as if she’s going to say something, but inside just another groan comes out as Lexa stands back up, the toy shifting inside of her. Lexa grins, slowly moving her hips back, sliding out of the blonde about two-thirds of the way, then slowly sliding back in. Lexa’s not sure how, but Clarke arches her back even further. She takes it as a sign to go slightly faster. 

Clarke moans, thankful for the pillow under her chest as her wife starts to pick up speed. Lexa groans herself, the base of the toy reminding her how turned on she is, she can feel her wetness coating the inside of her thighs as she slides in and out of Clarke. 

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[bruciemilf]

Thinking about an AU where Clark landed on earth as an adult instead of a baby. Literally nothing changes except for Bruce having to hide this 6’4, 200 pound golden retriever who shoots lasers out of his eyes in his mansion.

Clark is VERY clingy and these soft whispers in his language send tremors down Bruce’s spine.

And, really, the moon rocks Clark keeps bringing are very beautiful, but it’s getting harder to explain where they come from.

[exquisitecorps3]

"The Butch Manual" by Clark Henley

Sitting positions

[zylev-blog]

Danny is Diana’s daughter. Well, not anymore. Danny decided he was a boy, and Diana didn’t want to burden him with the sexism of the island, so she took her son out into the world as Wonder Boy. The Justice League, who didn’t even know she had a son, was shook. Meanwhile, Danny is living his best life, getting to know the other teen heroes. That is, until some evil fruitloop named Lex Luthor kidnaps him and uses his DNA and Superman’s to make two clones. Mama Diana is pissed.

[everyoneisgayandtrans]

[suzukiblu]

excerpt from the one where Clark is trans and Kon isn't, but no one actually knows this:

Cadmus didn't know Superman was a trans man before they stole his dead body, but considering how many total assholes were on staff at the time they were surprisingly respectful of his gender identity. Not so much his bodily autonomy or his DNA or his potential feelings about being cloned against his will, but like, they used his preferred pronouns and whatever. 

So like . . . diversity win, Kon guesses? Or . . . whatever that'd be? 

So when they made . . . him . . . 

Kon got educated and socialized as male, when they made him. They called him "he" and "him", at least when they weren't calling him "it". They couldn't figure out how to synthesize effective hormone treatments for half-Kryptonian genes, but they had plans for surgeries they were gonna do when he was physically mature enough. Like–before the yellow sunlight could really kick in, effects-wise. Apparently they tried just tweaking the sex on a few earlier models, but by the time they got to Experiment Thirteen, they'd figured out that they couldn't work out what an actual AMAB Kryptonian's genes should look like and had just planned for the surgeries. 

Kon's not really sure how to take that. Like . . . is it good that they wanted him to be comfortable in his body? That they cared about what the fuck he'd want to look like? 

Or is it bad that they didn't ask him if he'd even want any of that? 

Kon wears a binder and a packer and acts like he thinks boys are supposed to act, tries to take charge and be tough and be confident and hit on pretty girls and not look at pretty guys, and Kal tells him he doesn't have to try so hard. Tells him to just act natural. Kon doesn't know how to do that, though. 

Acting "natural" would be . . . 

Acting natural would be a problem. 

Cissie has really long hair. Sometimes Kon watches how it moves and pretends to be checking her out when she catches him. Like the same way he pretends that he's perving on her ass when he's actually looking at the swish of her skirt, or that he's making eyes at her tits when he's really just wondering what his own would look like without the binder that he wears . . . more than he's supposed to, to be honest. 

Serling gets on his ass about it when he forgets to take it off every eight hours. She's working on synthesizing actual hybrid hormones for him, she says, but it's technically a backburner project right now because everything is always on fire and the world keeps trying to end in increasingly ludicrous ways. 

Which, well–he appreciates it, really, but that'd all be more helpful if he was actually "forgetting" to take the binder off, and if he wasn't terrified that she's actually gonna manage those hormones someday. Serling's, like, a crazy genius, after all. She might be able to pull that off. 

But Kon doesn't want the hormones. Doesn't want the surgeries he's been told Cadmus will give him as soon as he's physically mature enough. Doesn't want . . . 

Kon doesn't actually hate his body, is the thing. He doesn't feel bad or weird in it. He kind of just . . . he likes it the way it is. He doesn't even want to wear the binder or the packer, honestly. 

Literally every single fucking person who knows he’s trans has been respectful about it and has given him everything he could ever need to present as male and never, ever said anything to belittle or question his gender or his right to consider himself a man or even slipped up with his pronouns or anything. Even fucking Westfield never said anything shitty to him about it, for fuck's sake. Fucking Westfield, of all people! 

Which would all be great and good and very fucking validating, if Kon weren't fucking cis. 

There is something extremely, extremely bullshit about the fact that Kon is getting all the acceptance and support and medical care that every actual trans person deserves without even asking for or needing it. But she has no idea how to tell anyone that she's not what they think she is. Or who. Or . . .

Seriously, who else's life has ever been weird enough that they'd need to come out as cisgender? Like, who else ever?

Young Justice thinks Kon's a cis guy. The public thinks she's a cis guy. The superhero and supervillain communities both think she's a cis guy, except for the handful of people that know about Kal not being one, and even most of Cadmus does, depending on clearance levels and whatever. Tana and Roxy and fucking Knockout all thought she was a cis guy, even. Robin might "know" she's actually a trans one, being a Bat and all, but he's never said anything that's made her think he might.

Hell, the fucking Agenda doesn't even "misgender" her.

So everyone who knows has been absolutely fucking great and respectful about it and otherwise Kon passes fucking perfectly, and no one's ever once looked at her as anything but a guy. Anything but Superboy.

Except all Kon wants is for someone to look at her and see a girl. To see Supergirl.

So she doesn't really like to talk to Kara when she doesn't have to.

Or . . . ever, really.

Unfortunately, right now they kinda do have to talk.

"Well, your evil twin remains evil, no surprise," Kara says with a sigh, eyeing the walls of the containment cell that the Agenda has stuffed them into and is for some inexplicable bullshit reason slowly filling with water, who even fucking knows why. There's gotta be faster ways to kill them, especially considering Kon isn't even sure how much Kara needs to breathe at all. Like, she definitely does? But as for Kara, who knows. "Match is the worst possible version of a Superboy, I swear to Rao."

Kon has the weird urge to snap about how maybe Match isn't a boy and has anyone even asked?

No one ever asked her, for fucking sure. She didn't even know she wasn't a boy for way too long. Everybody'd always told her that she was, after all, and she'd just thought it'd felt weird to get called a boy because she wasn't a fucking little kid, she was Superman, or because she was trans and like, felt fake about her gender because she'd somehow accidentally internalized some stupid bullshit, or because of any number of other reasons that would've all made perfect sense and had all turned out to be perfectly wrong.

So yeah. Kon does kinda identify with the trans experience, ironically enough.

"Yeah, Match is usually a pain in the ass," she says instead of telling Kara how much she fucking hates her for getting to be what she can't, then starts looking for a way out of the stupid containment cell. It's not Kara's fault Kon hates her, for one thing, and also she doesn't wanna die here. Like, she definitely doesn't.

She wonders if Match might have reacted to her differently, if when they'd first met she'd known enough to ask if they were sisters.

Probably not, whether they're sisters or not. Match still seems pretty married to "I don't have free will" as a coping mechanism for all the psychological damage that being cloned and force-grown and told your only value and entire reason for existence lies in replacing someone who doesn't actually need to be replaced, it seems like.

Not that Kon would know anything about that, obviously.

Like, why would she?

She feels along the walls with her TTK and finds a frustrating lack of structural vulnerabilities to exploit. Kara punches them a few times, though they've already tried that. Kon doesn't blame her, at this point. The water keeps steadily pouring in and makes its way up to their thighs.

It is not reassuring. Like, at all.

Kon is gonna be so annoyed if she dies and gets buried as Superboy.

Though she was always going to do that, wasn't she. Best case scenario might've gotten her to Superman, maybe, but . . . yeah.

What else was she ever gonna do?

Cadmus made her to be Superman. Kal told her she could be Superboy, and named her after a boy, and named her like a Kryptonian boy would've been.

Although she guesses to have a femme-style Kryptonian name, she'd have needed to have a father.

She wonders if Kal would've named her at all, if he would've had to give her a name with a father's name attached to it. Maybe he would've just gone with Jor-El's, since technically Jor-El is the paternal donor of her Kryptonian DNA.

Or maybe he would've gone with . . .

Kon stops thinking about stupid shit she knows better than to be thinking about and feels out with her TTK again.

[pinkysberg]

in honour of pride month i doodled my favourite roger clark moment. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[homokommari]

redraw done yaaay! ^-^ my third time drawing this comic omg.... what can i say it's special to me uwu i want it to reflect my designs.

[startrekin-it]

Happy Pride

Batman says transrights

[bobbinalong]

Happy Trans Day of Visibility, remember that Pa Kent is trans.

[bottom-lexa]

Trans Clarke wears a vibrating butt plug while she fucks Lexa who is also wearing a vibrating butt plug 🤤

Yes. They match. And Lexa just feels so much fuller with the plug in her. And Clarke can feel the vibration on her dick with every thrust. It’s just. It’s a great time for them both.

[nofacednerd]

>:( shinigami eyes detected a fucking terf liking my superman posts

Clark Kent would hate terfs btw he would totally be supportive of trans people and anyone who disagrees can kindly fuck off

[blorb-el]

ok. januariat has inspired me to commit this crime in mspaint. the y axis doesn't mean anything. the x axis is how xeno any given artist's clark's junk is. based purely on The Vibes. the scale runs from human passing on the left to fifth dimensional conceptual tentacle shenanigans on the right. accepting constructive criticism/arguments for (re)placements at this time

[arianna-creates]

Tim starts shoving pastries into his purse just rawdoggin it and Lex feels a disturbance in the force

He hates this stupid gnc nepo baby so goddamn bad that he's willing to abandod all of his carefully thought-out (shut up Mercy stop laughing) anti-superman schemes in order to spend his time coming up with ways to take. Tim. Down. Clark is extremely concerned over this development and Bruce is blocking his phone calls and please Clark can you just fucking talk to Lex yourself it is 8am who in their right mind wakes up at 8am on a suNDAY-

...Unfortunately, Kon decides this is the perfect opportunity to get attention from BOTH of his dads, starting with scheduled dates at the one spot at Wayne Manor that Paparazzi are known to lurk about

Based on @cr1mson5returns 's post:

Og post + alt pic^^

[anime-villian-irl]

Okay but Jason but trans femme aromantic and a lesbian owns my heart. She is real nowhere but my mind but gods she is glorious.