[Fic] Categories (M'gann, G)

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600+ | genderqueer!M'gann (M'gann/Conner) | G

unbeta'ed; kink_bingo: crossdressing

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M’gann doesn’t understand humans. Her uncle tried to tell her, but there is so much that doesn’t make sense. She likes to move her body into different forms, into Artemis and then into Robin. She likes the slide of her skin when she tries to make herself into a male human and then back into herself.

She knows that she is supposed to be a female human, but she does not feel that the body is correct. She tries to be Wally, and the weird mix, the female breasts and the male sexual organ feels closer to what she wants. She feels more like herself. She likes the change of her clothing.

But she doesn’t understand why it bothers the others when she slides from form to form. It’s normal on Mars. You need multiple forms; the more forms, the better advantage against an enemy that doesn’t know who you are.

She doesn't understand the english pronoun system much either. She is female because she is a Miss Martian. She doesn't understand why Robin, which both a male and female name, is always a male. Sometimes she thinks that she could be male, but then there would be but one female on the team.

She voiced this once, to her uncle, who merely said, "Humans are distrustful when you cannot choose a sex. Use the female." It was an assignment, just as helping this team.

“It’s weird,” Robin says. She looks at him, and there’s always that temptation to look into his head and see what his name is, who he is besides the boy in a mask. He’s almost as much of a secret Artemis.

Most of what she’s seen in humans comes from the television, from Hello, Megan!, and she doesn’t think that’s right. She dresses as is appropriate for her breasts, and the skirt is more comfortable than the male lead’s baggy jeans.

She frowns and looks at the screen again, sliding her body into that form. “I like this.”

Wally’s eyes are on her breasts. She knows how he sees her; she had glimpses of his ideas when she didn’t realize that she couldn’t read their minds. It’s embarrassing now to think about how he wondered about her own genitalia, just for a moment. She concentrates on that sometimes, on the way he thinks her female organ should be covered in curling red hair.

It was still just a moment, and she tries to think of how it is would work with a male organ, with Conner instead of Wally because she looks at Conner’s chest. Sometimes she tries to shift into that body, and she can’t. Her body will go broad like his, but there are still the soft swell of female hips and her breasts small on that huge chest.

“Weird,” Wally agrees. “But can you improve on Artemis, you think?”

M’gann looks at Artemis’ narrowed eyes and she doesn’t know what to say. “She’s fine,” she says, and she slides back to Artemis’ body, her loose coat and huge pants. She doesn’t move the lower body to female again. She narrows her eyes and makes her breasts smaller and smaller, closer to Artemis’ chest than her own.

“I don’t know if that’s an improvement,” Wally says.

Artemis chucks a pillow at him, and he dodges easily. “I’m perfect, jerk.”

“Maybe as M’gann,” Wally says with a smile. He is not cheeky; he sounds almost mean. It makes M’gann’s stomach tight. She wants to know why Artemis makes Wally so angry, but she can’t look in on that.

“Leave them alone.” Conner shifts from his end of the couch, where he’s looking at a schematic with Kaldur.

M’gann smiles at both of them. They probably understand humans as much as she does.

Conner smiles back, and the male organs shift. She blinks and shifts out of the half-male Artemis and back into her own body, with the proper female organ that doesn’t feel right at the moment. It could tomorrow. She can’t say this, though. Her understanding of humans tells her that her feelings are rare and dangerous.

It’s better to let Robin change the channel to a science television show that is erroneous and almost humorous. She can practice her shifts in her own room later.