#this is such a young gen z post i'm sorry for making such a big deal about buttons lol touchscreens are practical but so ugly and boring

[i-dont-bite]

at the start of the year i decided i wanted to take a lot of pictures because i literally never take any pictures of me or my friends ever, so i asked my dad to give me the digital camera that he had bought when i was born. this was the best idea i've ever had. not only does it still take really good photos but also the IU is so cute with the frutiger aero style and it has this option to change the sound effects and there's a theme with animal sounds and another one called "fun" and with that one the self-timer goes BOING and the most important part the BUTTONS!!! i love touching real buttons and i love when the lens comes out when you turn it on and the noise of the zoom lens god i love it it's so much fun i already took like 100 photos in just a month and a half i love my little camera <33

[yautjathiinkinggrounds]

Hello! I love yout headcanons, everytime you posts something I gladly eat up the information. Like literally, if not a bother or your not busy.

What would a female or male yautja or how would they react to a genz ooman?

I'm sorry if this bothers you and apologies for the wrong grammar, english is not my first language.

Thank you for the wonderful headcanons again, lots of love and take care

This one is very specific.

Yautja x Human Gen Z! reader (gender neutral, platonic)

cw:mentions of rape (just mentioned)

Well I could definitely take the piss here and absolutely insult an entire generation of children and young adults. Even if i'm not part of Gen Z, I can see the way they way they are portrayed online , so I can easily write them off as crybabies or whiney — I won't of course, generations are way more than their stereotype. But at it's core Gen Z is a very conscious generation. So If I were to write anything like this the story would start off with a Yautja that has his reservations about Oomans. He would see them as hardheaded and unreasonable. He sees them as willing participants of a dying planet, electing unqualified leaders to make it die quicker. He's see Oomans as lazy (fat slugish and weak)— especially the newest generation. NOT strong warriors like his Yautja younglings. Sees how Oomans let the sick get sicker. Sees how Oomans rape and hurt their birth givers; their sucklings. The Yautja would be deadset on on withholding his acquaintanceship with Oomans, for ever. Even if he was one of the 5 Yautja team to travel to Earth to oversee the Ooman's studies of their tech, making sure these destructive Oomans were not to get their hands on a fucking Yautja nuke. The Yautja would meet Reader in one of the facilities on Earth. Reader would be a scientist there studying the Yautja biology. Maybe they're part of a branch looking into using Yautja medical tech on Humans to help save lives, cure deceases. The Yautja would be surprised to hear how you and the rest of your team are interested in HELPING the ill. You'd explain your teams goal was to make a serum to help re-build the white blood cells of the body, making humans more resistant to viruses and other types of diseases in the future. The Yautja would be stupefied to see such a big team of Ooman scientists working on a beneficial cause. Reader would request to show him and his team to see how've far the humans have gotten with the experiments. Reader would show them how they've modified on of the schematics of a Yautian motor to fit on a train that would make public transportation quicker and less expensive. How they've used one of the elements on the Yautian healing serums to fertilize the soil and grow organic and highly nutritious foods at a higher pace and would be a key practice into getting crops to grow on barren contaminated soil; feeding more people in the process. How they've used Yautian tracking technology to better identify DNA/RNA left behind my beings; making the investigation process in crimes quicker and more accurate. The Yautja would see how Reader was very passionate in working towards these goals to further help their people. The Yautja would begin to have doubts of his previous stereotypes of Oomans, seeing how even this newer Gen was very sincere about fixing cracks in Ooman society. That's pretty much how I would write it. A Gen Z req has a very wide range to write stories on, so instead of making the Reader an activist, I tried making them something that can be associated with the Yautja's a bit more.

[hussyknee]

Oh my gd, THANK YOU so much for relogging my post and your tags <3 seeing your post in a sea of jokes and memes was such a relief and it made me feel like I wasn't alone anymore. Please take care, and I hope life is kind to you

You aren't alone, and I'm so so very sorry for what you've had to deal with on your post! It was really important! I'm exactly as tired of everyone focusing on shouting down infighting and valorizing individuals and memeing. This list exposes how Islamphobia isnt over, how big a problem Russophobia is becoming (to be clear the list revealed "Russian-sounding" names which can mean anything; Tankies taking this as an opening will be shot on sight), and the fact that they're criminalizing anyone who has ever acted against USAmerican and British imperial interests. People have been so dead convinced about the utility and necessity of the No Fly List that the Obama administration tried to ban guns to people on it as a "bare minimum" measure. BAN GUNS FOR WHOM? TODDLERS? MUSLIMS AND NON-WHITES, THOSE PEOPLE FAMOUS FOR MASS SHOOTINGS? PEOPLE WHO WENT TO A PEACE MARCH?? It was just more security theater, just more reinforcing the criminalizing of minority citizens and the power of the surveillance state, absolutely nothing with any teeth to prevent domestic terrorism.

Delegitimizing the No Fly, hammering it into everyone's heads that Bad People Lists exist primarily to victimize innocent people, is one of the most important gains we can make against the surveillance state. And ALL these white fools can do is decide they're the Moste Oppressed and all they can do is joke to ''''cope''"". Cope with what? Are they the ones risking being deported?

It's not about Twitter or Tumblr or Gen Z kids, it's that Western leftism is entrenched in the discourses of white young upper middle class fools who can't confront their own privilege any better than the right-wing can.

@ white queers – for the love of God, learn when to shut up and reblog.

Link to OP's post.

[peculiarxafternoon]

Hello there! I forgot to send in my initials so I’ll re-do this ask for the game (> ^_^ )> ✨

Anyways- how have you been? I hope you’ve been doing well <3. Have you treated/rewarded yourself with something yet? You should! You deserve it !!

My initials : C.C.

Question chosen :

1. how would people perceive you as a celebrity?

Thank you so much! And sorry for the trouble ｡^‿^｡!

Have a wonderful day °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°!!

oh please don't be sorry! thank you for participating in the game. i have been doing well, thank you, and as for the reward i haven't done anything big lol, didn't feel the need to. I'm just happy people enjoy my posts to this extent!

(cards: mars, five of cups rx, eight of pentacles, nine of cups, five of cups, nine of wands)

i think you would be one of those celebrities people would make meme compilations about. like "5 minutes of c.c. struggling" or "c.c. being chaotic at formal events" and stuff. that would mainly happen cause young audiences would be able to relate to you and your story a lot. you would be the type of celebrity to feel content with the little things, and really appreciate even the smallest gesture from your fans (yknow those videos that are like "x receiving an award vs x receiving a rice cooker" or something and it shows the difference in their reactions? yeah one of those).

i also feel like you would be very hard working on top of that. maybe you would post pictures or videos of you getting off work really late, or working really hard for your audience. they would appreciate that a lot. if you're thinking of being on stage, i definitely see you being praised for your stage presence and movement. still, you would remind everyone that it was all due to your very hard work, cause i feel like for some reason you would have to work even harder than others, without ever playing the victim or complaining. kind of reminds me of jin from bts, because he looks so carefree and fun, but you see little glimpses of how hard he works, especially for his dance, and it gives you a totally new perspective on him. gen z would definitely love you lol.

[positively--speculative]

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#and then they get mad when we get frustrated showing them how to do the same basic things over and over again on their phones or their compu

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Capitalism and greed has really screwed with people’s ability to be casual moviegoers. Every studio needs to make a “universe” now and some of you don’t walk in the theater with the mindset of, ‘This is going to be good!’ Instead, you walk in the theater thinking, ‘This is totally going to blow the other franchise out of the water!’ You don’t see a movie to enjoy a movie anymore. You go to compete. And the idea that someone could just enjoy movies from either universe is unfounded to you, because you’ve adopted this ‘pick-a-side’ mentality. Sorry, but it just seems so exhausting. Doesn’t it make you tired?

875 notes • Posted 2021-04-30 21:10:21 GMT

#4

I'm glad Ruby Rose is telling her story, but remember that Ray Fisher has been speaking on the abuse he endured from WB since last year. This isn't a new problem just because a white victim has come forward.

890 notes • Posted 2021-10-20 15:46:07 GMT

#3

I want you all to know that seeing Taika Waititi kissing Tessa Thompson and Rita Ora AND seeing Rita Ora and Tessa Thompson kiss made this poly bi woman feel validated, even if I don't know the context of the pictures.

931 notes • Posted 2021-05-24 04:01:19 GMT

#2

I think Gen Z teens and young adults really need to know something about Emo fashion and music as they enjoy its revival.

I'm not writing this to talk down to anyone just to be clear, but some of you really do take for granted the fact that you have more freedom than millennials and other generations before you to cross manufactured gender boundaries.

I was a teenager at the height of the popularity of alternative bands such as My Chemical Romance, The Used, and AFI. Believe it or not, bands such as these were dunked on because they looked and sounded "like girls." Also, the fact that a lot of their lyrics were emotionally charged didn't help either. Back in the 2000s, boys and men were not allowed to be sensitive. If they were, they risked being identified as gay, and yes, things are a little better now, but in the 2000s, you DID NOT want to be identified as gay. Also, this wasn't just a thing with boys. If you were a girl and had a crush on any of the members of these bands, you got the sideways glances. More than one person in high school suspected I was gay or at least bi (I mean, I am and I just didn't know it back then, but that's not the point). I didn't get it as bad as some of my friends, but the stigma was certainly there.

I just want Gen Z fans to be a little mindful of that when they pish posh someone like Gerard Way's influence in queer culture. Yes, now their aesthetic doesn't seem like a big deal, but it certainly WAS in 2004 and you have people like them to partially thank for your ability to be a little less scared of being identified as queer.

1138 notes • Posted 2021-08-13 17:55:23 GMT

#1

I really want to write an article about how Twilight vampires were "safe" vampires that stripped the queerness of the monster to appeal to white cishet audiences, but I'm lazy and I don't know where to start. 😖

1415 notes • Posted 2021-02-20 19:35:05 GMT

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[fiveisnumber1]

I love the idea of the Hidden Seven throwing a party at the mansion instead of taking Five along for his first college party. I think it would be very considerate of them since he probably would not like so much social interaction at once so the familiar environment and the fact he can kick everyone out the minute he's uncomfortable would give him some semblance of control over the situation. I'm imagining the Hidden Seven in a huddle, maybe while Reader and Five are on a date, and deciding this among themselves cuz they care about him and they've been to High School parties but college parties are on another level and Five has never been to ANY party. He's part of their little group now too so they take care of him in the little ways.

Additionally, as part of the "how to summon the H7", Five discovers eventually that it's not just memes that grab their attention but if he dares say anything slightly self-loathing about himself or says he's hungry/refers to his past trauma of any type, he can summon them as fast as if they have his power too, Usually along with a Hargreeve, notably Allison and Vanya as well. (there's a tumblr chat post used for fandom characters for this exact scenario or I'd type it out but I just can't remember it exactly rn D:)

Also would Five participate on the Hidden Seven's missions as well when not trapped by Big Bad Evil Guys? I can see him mostly taking a backseat with the fighting, acting as a distraction more than anything else but definitely getting used to the H7s antics and participating in these menial conversations unless he's in an agitated mood in which case he takes a more hands on approach as well.

Five (flashing in front of a robber so he doesn't realize Dean is about to shoot him in the back): Can we PLEASE go get a decent cup of coffee after this. I've been in class since 8 AM and now this?

Addison: Do you ever stop thinking about coffee? Sonata and I brought you some on our way to class! We thought it would tide you over til 3 at least!

Reader (melting someone's brains): He spilled half when someone bumped into his desk. I had to keep him from committing murder. Our Physics professor was not amused.

*Five kills someone in his peripheral with nothing but a paper weight*

Lucas (throws a guy against a wall): Ohh so that's why he's so murdery today... Normally he just distracts people for us.

Bren (using his whips to hold someone in place): Is that also why you asked to borrow my extra shirt?

Everyone looks and Five is indeed wearing one of Bren's usual shirts.

Kenny (punching the guy being held in place) : Hey! I offered too!

Bren: Yeah but none of us would be caught dead in your clothes after you bought your neon atrocity.

Kenny (gasps): You take that back! My jacket is the height of fashion!

Five (doing his stapler trick): Cool stapler, my guy. *kills him* Anyway can we get back to the point. COFFEE! I can't take Professor Snotty's class without it or I won't need paradox psychosis to feel homicidal rage... (flashes to reader's side) Hey, mon amour, need some assist? *holds guy in place so reader can do her thing*

Viktoria (pauses bad viola playing to say over the sound system): You call a Professor as Snotty?

Reader (taking her time with the destruction of the bad guy): His names Snitty so it's not any better. The entire phys-chem departments calls him that.

Kenny: I would like to meet this professor Snotty.

Reader and Five pause and consider it... The bad guy tries to sneak away.

Dean: Anyway so... Coffee after this? I have like 2 hours before my next class (impales sneaking away bad guy with an arrow) and I really don't wanna do my homework.

Kenny: Ooh! I want a unicorn milkshake!

Lucas (roughing up a bad guy): That sweetened monstrosity? Really?

Bren (slashing a guy): I am NOT babysitting Necrotic if he gets a unicorn milkshake. He's all yours.

Meanwhile, the bad guys are all dead and the H8 then go and get their well earned smoothies, milkshakes and coffees.

(Sorry for the long message, I almost sent three asks with all three topics separately but then combined them into one for ease after I caught up on the discussion this morning xD do you think it's all accurate to your vision?)

Oh yeah, they definitely take his lack of party experience into consideration. Giving him as much control as possible will make it such a better time for him. I think when the party actually occurs at first Five is a little hesitant just because it’s a lot of people he’s never met and it’s a new experience but which a couple of shots that Kenny definitely offered him he starts to loosen up and enjoy himself more. He would absolutely be by the readers side the whole time tipsily telling her about all the stuff he admires about her and pulling her on to the dance floor with him the more comfortable he gets. He would be having a hell of a time and would totally tell his siblings to leave if they showed up early.

Because of how much they care for Five if he ever said something negative about himself you would hear a chorus of “Nooooooo!” coming from across the house as all the rest of them ran from different directions to get to him. They’d immediately go into helping mode because even though they themselves would say similar things because they’re Gen Z so of course they wouldn’t want their friend to feel upset.

And yes, Five would definitely join them to fight criminals because it’s a very casual bonding activity for all of them. They just get notifications about stuff that is going down and they will all collectively drop what they’re doing and go there because it’s probably better than whatever they were doing before. And to the bad guys it is so infuriating that not only that they’re being beat by such young people but that they won’t even focus on the fight. They’re just that good together. Also:

Five: (spatial jumping around aggressively taking out people)

Kenny: (knocking someone out) Jeez he’s aggressive today. What happened?

Reader: (Throwing knives at some guys) Oh our physics professor was just well snotty today, as always.

Five: (snapping a criminal’s neck) JUST SNOTTY? HE WAS A FULL ON ASSHOLE. HE SAID SHE WAS WRONG WHEN SHE HAD THE RIGHT ANSWER AND WHEN I SAID THE ANSWER HE SAID I WAS RIGHT.

Viktoria: (making some criminals ears bleed) Oh god...is your professor still alive?

Reader: Yes

Five: UNFORTUNATELY. SOMEONE DECIDED TO STOP ME FROM PUTTING HIM IN HIS PLACE

Dean: (releasing an arrow into a guy) Five you would’ve put him in the grave.

Five: It’s where he belongs

Addison: (kicking a gun out of a criminal’s hand and across the room) Ringmaster, what did you do to stop him?

Reader: (disintegrating someone’s stomach) I had to use my powers to make him so dense he couldn’t jump. Believe me it took a lot to stop him.

Bren: (catching someone running away with his whip) Damn that’s crazy.

Lucas: (tossing a guy down a staircase) If it makes you feel better Five I would’ve done the same thing for Spotlight.

[sengenweek]

SenGen Week: Day 04 (Correction)

Day 04: January 01

Soulmate au / first date/meeting

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Title: Colorfools.

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A/N: You can see every color, except for the color of your soulmate's eyes. Once you see the eyes of your soulmate, you can finally see the color that has never been available for your sight.

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He was lonely, and had nothing better to do that day, so he'd gone to a nice coffee shop downtown just to kill some time outside his house. Being indoors all the time was getting to his nerves. The coffee shop was a nice place, decorated with whites and browns in a second floor, and a big window with view to the outside, but the view was plagued with people and cars; nothing interesting to see. He opened a notebook containing drafts for his next book, as his drink and snack arrived, he was already engrossed in his writing and thanked the waiter absently.

He wrote and scratched several lines, using at least three of his pages when he decided to leave his pencil aside to take a sip of his coffee, looking once more to the window as he munched on a donut. And he noticed something, someone who looked briefly upwards and Gen got a glimpse of their eyes. Their eyes. A color he'd never seen before, a beautiful and mesmerizing shade enlightened by the sunlight. And as soon as the person –a boy, a teen?– had glanced up, his eyes went back to the floor, leaving Gen to observe a very strange mop of hair that stuck up. He was with two other people, a tall young man, and a girl with long hair, but Gen barely paid them any mind, he was stuck on the other teen, the one with odd hairstyle, and such beautiful eyes. He was about to get up from his seat and run to him, run to catch him. But as soon as Gen had seen him, the crowd had engulfed him.

Red. He knew what the color he'd never been able to see was called. Red. Gen saw it, again, in the traffic lights, in the neon signs of Tokyo, in the package of his favorite drink, Cola. Red. In the cover of his notebook, in the ink of his pen, in the drawings of his deck of cards. Gen saw red, the color that was missing from his life; and he loved it. He loved the color that painted his soulmate's eyes. And he regretted the fact that he may never see this person again, may never even hear his voice.

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The girls at school –as well as some boys– seemed to have gained an interest in someone named Asagiri Gen, a sort of magician. One day, one of his classmates read aloud a quiz from one of his 'psicology' books, and Senkuu quickly disregarded it's value, and decided it wasn't really worth the effort to read more from it, so he didn't even looked at it.

That afternoon when the rest of his classmates as well as Taiju and Yuzuriha had left the classroom, he noticed his classmate had left the aforementioned book in there, so he took it to put it away and return it the next day, he lifted the book and saw it's cover which portrayed Asagiri Gen himself in the front. Asagiri Gen. A magician. A 'writer'. The complete opposite of him. He saw the deep blue of his eyes. He saw it in the night sky, in his father's tie, in the sea, in the wallpaper of his computer, in his jeans. He saw the color he'd never seen before, and got excited –happy, even–. So he thanked Asagiri Gen for putting his face in his trashy book, and left it at that. There was no need for Senkuu to do anything else about this.

And that was a filthy lie, because he tamed his hair down, wore a hat and glasses to attend one of his shows, he sat on the back row, hidden. Asagiri Gen's magic show was no big thing, he used every old trick in the book with a little personal twist. His smile was big and false. Like his show, Asagiri Gen seemed to be an act. Senkuu wondered what he'd be like in reality. So every now and again, he would read one of his trashy books, aimed towards the public to produce sales, and once or twice, assisted to his shows. Never once did he make contact.

-'-

'AD 5738, April 1st'

Whoever carved that was totally insane. Whoever carved that, had kept track of time while being petrified. Whoever carved that, was awesome. And Shishio Tsukasa feared this person. This Ishigami Senkuu person had to be someone worth knowing. He was hopeful to find him alive, despite having heard Tsukasa say he'd killed him with his own hands. He was quickly despached to go find the village of primitive people and the smell of ramen invaded Gen's nostrils.

'Ishigami Senkuu must have lived, then' was his first thought.

He snuck around the people and snatched a bowl, being his usual confident self even as he got surrounded by three of them, aiming very sharp spears –and knives– at him.

"I thought I'd seen your face somewhere before, Asagiri Gen"

He turns to look at the one he can only asume, is Ishigami Senkuu, and his heart beats so wildly in his ribcage he'd swear it would burst it open. He only ever saw them once, he only ever saw him once, but Gen would recognize that shade of scarlet, that weird mop of hair, anywhere. It took all of his self-control to keep his façade. The young man didn't seem fazed at all, he put Gen to work and got information out of him, not that he was going to keep it a secret anyhow.

"All I have to do is make a false report. 'It was only a primitive village.' 'Senkuu is dead.' With that, I can save you, Senkuu-chan"

'^I can save you^ I don't want you to die'

He hoped Senkuu had gotten the message, since he didn't show any reaction to seeing him. And Gen knew he'd never mistake his soulmate.

'But. Soulmate or not, you're amazing, and I want you to live.'

-'-

He didn't know if Gen was avoiding the subject on purpose, but he supposed it wasn't good to just dodge the situation forever. The matter of being soulmates had to be adressed eventually.

"Senkuu-chan~!" Ah, yes, speaking of the devil.

He turns to look at Gen, smiling brightly, the scar on his cheek making his grin far more devious than it should be.

"What are you doing up so late at night?" he questions.

"I could ask you the same, Gen"

"Insomnia~! Your turn~!"

"Stargazing" he grins.

"You like the stars?"

"Yeah, they're a good way to know your location, and the time at night. Although, after so many years, they shifted in their place. They're not where I remember them being"

"Everything has changed" he mumbles nostalgic.

"It's not so bad. With consistent and sustained effort we can bring it back to being more or less where everything was. It'll take years, perhaps even decades, though"

"Ah, yes. You'll work everyone to exhaustion"

"You damn right, I will" he beams.

Gen can only sigh, a tiny smile tugging on his lips.

-'-

An observatory. Gen really surprised him this time. 'He must've remembered when we spoke of the stars' he mused. He really should speak to him now, he knew jackshit about these kinda feelings, but he was sure this was more than just a gift for his birthday, the words the mentalist spoke were far too much of a hint.

As if being summoned by his thoughts –again– the mentalist burst throught the entrance on the floor elegance in his movements.

"Stargazing?" he asked.

"Yes and no. I'm trying to find where the stars are now"

There's a map on the floor, notes and constellations drawn into it. Gen takes a sit right next to him.

"And how is that going?"

"My hand hurts from scribbling so much" he sighes.

The mentalist takes his right hand gingerly, tracing circles and triangles and squares into his open palm, lips pursed –almost pouting–, inspecting it as if it were an antient text.

"Don't tell me you read palms too, mentalist" he jokes.

"Why, yes I do~!" Gen answers gaze never leaving his hand.

"Oh really? And what does my future say?"

"You have a tewible luck. As always"

"Mmm"

Senkuu changes the position of their hands, now he's the one tracing figures on Gen's palm, making him chuckle.

"What does my future say, Senkuu-chan~?" he asks amused.

"It says... You will be kissed shortly"

"Eh? Kissed?"

Senkuu leaned –eyes open– and placed a chaste kiss on Gen's lips. And Gen looks cute when he gets paralized and blushing, his eyes three times larger than a moment ago.

"Thank you, for my birthday present. And for the color blue. It's beautiful"

Gen tries to speak a few times, but he only manages to look like a fish, so he gives up, and buries his face on his sleeved hands.

"Never seen you so flustered before. How cute" Senkuu chuckles.

"You're so mean~!" he pouts.

"Sorry. But it seemed like we avoided the subject for too long"

He spreads his fingers, letting only one bright iris to be discerned.

"I suppose you're right" he agrees. "You knew since the modern days who I was"

"I saw your face in one of your trashy books"

"Heh. I saw you once from inside a coffee shop"

"Really?"

"Yes. It was only a fleeting moment when you looked up" he explained sheepishly. "I wanted to go after you then, but you got lost in the crowd. I think you were with Taiju-chan and Yuzuriha-chan"

"Heh, I probably was"

"I like it. Red, I mean"

"I wonder if everyone just loves the color they'd never seen before"

"Probably most people do" he smiles, finally revealing his face.

And Senkuu takes the chance to steal another kiss. This time Gen responds, draping his arms on Senkuu's neck, the other pulls Gen closer by his waist.

Scarlet and cobalt meet, they suit each other quite beautifully.

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A/N: So, I posted day one again for mistake. Kids, don't go operating heavy machinery when you're sleep deprived, just sayin', ya could get something wrong. Also on:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13464121/4/SenGen-Week-2019-2020

[itgetzweird08]

This is a one shot inspired by the video above! It is included in my one shot book on Wattpad. This is my first time posting any of my writings on here so here goes nothing! The collage at the top includes all of the people featured in the one shot and my OC’s! Hope You enjoy!

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Everything was going great. All of our favorite heroes sat in the common room, relaxing after the latest mission. The " Gen Z Crew" sat in their secluded corner of the rm, making vine references and talking the latest science trends. Suddenly Morgan grew quiet. She looked up at Loki with big brown does eyes, a feature that ran in the stark family. " Big brother Loki, will you tell me one of your stories, about Asgard?" Everyone in the room froze and turned slowly to see Loki's reaction.

They all know that Loki hated talking about his past, especially of his times in Asgard. But Loki smiled at the small child and began weaving a tale. Morgan crawled into his lap and listened. And even if they weren't all looking, everyone was listening. " Well, my father, Odin was the All-Father, King of Asgard and Ruler of the Nine Realms. In order to gain that power and title, however, he killed and pillaged across the universe to gain power, with my older sister, Hela by his side and a very large army, he was unstoppable. But eventually, he had stopped rampaging and began to settle down. Well, my sister did not like this, insisting that they could conquer more than nine realmes, getting a sort of high from the rampaging and war. But my father dismissed her and, after going insane, banishing my sister to the underworld.

A few millennia later, Odin settled down and married my mother, Frigga and had Thor. Then, a few centuries after that, father raged war on Jotunheim, the kingdom of the Frost Giants. On the last day of the war, Odin found something on the battlefield. A small blue baby boy. He took the child back to Asgard and adopted him as his own. The child's name was Loki." Morgan beamed a bright smile and poked Loki's chest. " That's you! " Loki chuckled " Yes that's me" Loki cleared his throat and continued with the story. " I grew up being left behind and pushed into my brother's shadow. But still, I was smart and cunning. I pulled amazing pranks and mastered magic at a very young age. For example, after my mother taught me shape-shifting magic, I became a snake because Thor loved snakes so he picked me up to admire me and I stabbed him. I was four at the time.

There were a few chuckles and frightened faces and Loki smirked and continued with his story. " Anyways, when I was ten and Thor was 15, my father took us into the Vault, where things like the Tesseract and Eternal Flame were kept. But that's not what we went to see. My father showed us the Casket of Eternal Winters, something he had taken from Laufey, the King of Frost Giants during the war." Morgan's face scrunched up. " Why did Odin take the Casket?" " Well, Laufey tried to use the Casket to destroy the nine realms and take Asgard for himself, starting with Earth. Anyhow, he said to us " But the day will come when one of you will have to defend the peace. " Do the Frost Giants still live?" I asked him. Before he got a chance to answer Thor said " When I'm king, I'll hunt the monsters down and slay them all. Just as you did father!" My father smiled and told us "A wise king never seeks out war, but he must always be ready for it." Of course, my father lied and filled me with false hopes of being king, knowing he can never have a frost giant on the throne. But that is as far as I am willing to go with that story. Any more questions?"

No one answered. Then Steve cleared his throat. " Here we go." Peter thought to himself. Steve had never really excepted the fact that Loki had reformed and joined the team. Sure, everyone had their doubts and at times, some still do. But Steve hated Loki with a fiery passion. " Loki, Have you ever considered that if you had been a better son than you would've gotten the throne? Thor didn't want to rule and didn't give the throne to his brother but to some complete stranger, who probably doesn't have any training on ruling a kingdom whatsoever. Even so, Thor was so taken to Earth that it seems he didn't want to rule from the beginning. It seems you've crewed it up for yourself. Loki froze. Carefully, he put Morgan down and stood slowly, menacingly as he began to cackle. He snapped his neck up to look into the eyes, to bare into the soul of Steve Rogers.

Then

He snapped

he snapped

" I WAS THE BEST SON ANY PARENT COULD'VE ASKED FOR! I WAS KIND! I WAS POLITE! FOR TEN STRAIGHT YEARS I WAS PERFECT!" Deadly ice began to crawl up the walls, and Loki began to turn a slight blue in the face, but no one noticed.

" TEN YEARS OF -- OF MANNERS AND ROYAL PARTIES! OF TIGHT PRNCE ROBES AND STUDY LESSONS THAT LASTED SO LONG I NEVER GOT TO MAKE ANY FRIENDS!"

The ice grew higher, and there was a chill in the room, yet it still went unnoticed. All eyes were on Loki.

"TEN YEARS OF FORCED SMILES AND TRYING SO HARD TO IGNORE THE MUTTERED DISAPPROVAL AND PITIED GLANCES ODIN GAVE ME! TEN YEARS OF THOR!"

Loki's face began to become even bluer, and two nubs came out of his forehead.

"ALWAYS " YOU SHOULD BE MORE LIKE THOR" AND " I WISH YOU DID MORE AS THOR DID AT YOUR AGE!"

Loki began to tremble, while tears streamed down his, now completely blue, face, His eyes were now a deep crimson red.

"I DID EVERYTHING RIGHT! I LOVED THEM! THEY WERE MY PARENTS BUT I WASN'T -"

Loki stopped and looked around. Everybody had mixed look of pity and fear in their faces. But poor Morgan was petrified. He looked down at his hands and gasped silently and began to repress his Frost Giant side once more, and little by little he became pale, the room got warmer, and  the ice began to fade. He took a shuttering breath and wiped his eyes. He looked down at the ground.

" I was never their son. "

He looked around once more and ran upstairs to his room.

Everyone looked around at each other. The Gen Z's immediately got up and went to follow him. Peter ran passed Steve and stopped.

" You just don't know when to quit, do you?" and continued to run to Loki's room.

Loki's friends stood outside of his door.

" Loki, let us in. It's ok we just want to help." Peter said, trying to coax Loki into unlocking the door.

" Go away," Loki said " I'm a monster, a screwup. I'm dangerous and you shouldn't hang out with me anymore."

The kids all looked around at one another. This was bad.

Peter sighed, he knew this was a breach of privacy but could just stand around and listen to his friend cry. " Friday, override lock code on door 34." " Please provide override code" " Override code 121720011." " Code excepted, here you are mister Parker."

The door unlocked with a simple click and the group of friends entered the room. Loki was face down on his bed, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. His friends ran over and sat on the bed. "Loki stop crying its ok." "No, it's, not I never should have snapped or yelled. Now they're going to think in dangerous again." Harley growled" Are you serious? You had every right to yell! Steve should have never said that to you. It was way out of bounds." Penni spoke up. "Harley is right Loki. Steve was out of line especially when he knows how sensitive a topic your past is for you. " Loki sniffled and looked up at the teenagers "But you all saw me at my worse and Morgan was petrified." Morgan spoke up "I wasn't scared, I was shocked.” “I'm sorry that you had to go through that Loki" Ria sighed, "Loki part of being friends is being able to trust each other. To be able to show even the darkest, most vulnerable sides of ourselves." Peter continued, "We have to be able to trust each other not to judge because we support each other."

"But you know something Loki?" Loki looked up at Ned as he wiped his eyes. "We're your family and we'll always be there for you no matter what." He smiled. " GROUP HUG!" Ria yelled and dogpiled Loki. After their hug, Ria stood up and turned towards the door. " I heard that the new Interns are here. How about we give them a warm, Stark Industries welcome... VIA PRANK WAR!" The children cheered and ran down the halls causing mischief and chaos. And Loki knew. Sure he didn't have the greatest upbringing but he had a family now, and wouldn't trade it for the world