Gen Z Is Slowly Dying On The Inside As You Paint A Smile On Your Face.

but, our stories aren’t over yet.

prints + merch + commission info

I hit my fucking nose ring again, after it had almost completely healed from being hit in August, I’m gonna fucking die

How To Become a Myth

- Nikita Gill

1.

Fly into the sun, defy anyone who tells you that you cannot love Him.

The ocean will break your fall. even if it is by drowning you.

(You knew he would burn you, Icarus you simply thought he was worth the risk)

2.

Get stolen by a God away from the meadows you once knew, wood nymph.

Become Queen of the Underworld. Turn the land of the dead into home.

(You knew didn’t you, Kore? How to survive you would become Persephone?)

3.

Turn yourself into an echo of the person you used to be, then fall in love with him.

And when he doesn’t notice you Instead falls in love with himself, pine away.

(Narcissus could never love you, dear Echo. Not the way he loved himself.)

4.

Become an indestructible monster. Become the thing that warriors speak of in hushed breaths in terror.

When you finally do die at someone’s hands make sure it is glorious.

(Theseus was the only end worthy of you, Minotaur.)

5.

When the Sea God assaults you, turn people into stone. Turn Gods into stone.

Turn anything that threatens you ever again into stone.

(Medusa, Athena turned you monster to protect you. She took your beauty to give you power.)

6.

Adore her so much that the world grieves with your broken heart’s song.

Almost save her from the Underworld. Almost.

(Orpheus, all you had to do was not turn to look at her.)

7.

Marry a God King.

Watch him betray you over and over again. Become bitter and cruel.

Recognise he will never respect you. Promise to make him suffer till he does.

(Hera, I know why you couldn’t leave him, it was all for love, it was all for love)

8.

Become an undefeated warrior in a war where you lose everything you love.

Even the one you love most of all. Don’t realise it. Keep fighting.

(Achilles, Patroclus’ love would have made you immortal anyway.)

9.

Be unhappy in your marriage. Find a dangerous Prince who promises you a real love.

Run away with him

Do not think of the consequences.

(Helen, you didn’t just launch a thousand ships you set kingdoms ablaze.)

10.

Destroy everyone you love in a murderous rage.

Go on a journey hoping it will kill you

(Hercules tell the truth, you hoped those tasks would be your destruction didn’t you?)

Addendum:

Don’t become a myth. Stay human.

Stay mortal.

It is less wounds.

I promise. It is less wounds.

one last stop by casey mcquiston // From Eden - Hozier // 39 ways that i love u - “The Beatrice Letters” (a series of unfortunate events) ~ lemony snicket // Hans Makart - Detail from Musikalische Unterhaltung , 1874 // Edgar Allan Poe //39 ways that i love u - “The Beatrice Letters” (a series of unfortunate events) ~ lemony snicket // Cornelia Street - taylor swift // nobody - Hozier // via instagram @artqueerhabibi // this love - taylor swift // Antony Gormley //

requested by @whinysstuff

Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: My Fault: London (2025), Culpa mía | My Fault (2023) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Noah & The Girl She Used to Be, Nick/Noah (My Fault: London), Noah & Ella (My Fault: London), Noah & William Leister (My Fault: London), Nick & William Leister (My Fault: London), Jenna/Lion (My Fault: London) Characters: Noah (My Fault: London), Nick Leister (My Fault: London), Ella (My Fault: London), William Leister (My Fault: London), Travis - Noah's Dad (My Fault: London), Ronnie Burns (My Fault: London), Jenna (My Fault: London), Lion (My Fault: London) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Rape Aftermath, Dissociation, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Claustrophobia, Noah needs a hug, Noah Saves Herself, Aftermath of Violence, Healing, Recovery isn't linear, Developing Relationship, Non-Sexual Intimacy, But also, Sexual Content, Panic Attacks, Scars, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Character Study Summary:

Ronnie is a touch smarter, and he guts Nick’s McLaren first. Noah has to save herself. (It’s a lot bloodier.)

-

Or, The road to salvation looks a lot like the road to hell, and survival is a painful thing.

Welp might lose the right to marry a woman because marriage is between a man and woman and apparently a Christian creation, just like America is a Christian nation (a complete and utter lie) fucking lovely

I literally can’t imagine not being bisexual. You all do you I suppose but just checking have you seen A Woman? Have you seen A Man?

Generation Z is “TOO YOUNG”

you say i am too young

too young to be a feminist

too young to know my own sexuality

too young to be depressed

too young to hate

too young to protest

too young to be an activist

too young

too stupid

too naive

and you are right

i am too young

too young to be scared of bullets ricocheting through my school, embedding themselves into my fellow classmates and having to watch as the life from my best friends once bright and hopeful eyes flickers out, knowing i will never be able to apologies for that stupid fight we were having, knowing i will never be able to laugh, smile, or talk with her again, knowing i will never be able to hug her again, knowing i will never be able to tell her i love her one last time

too young to be scared of being raped by a man while i walk down the street in my school uniform because i can feel his eyes watching me and i should have waited for someone to walk with me, i should have waited for jacky to have finished her test so we could walk together because now if something happens to me it’s my fault but i just wanted to go home to get ahead on schoolwork

too young to be scared of finding my friend dead in a sticky pool of her own crimson blood because slitting her wrists and watching the blood flow was better than living or finding her body cold and lifeless on the bathroom floor with candy colored pills scattered around her and stuffed down her throat because she’d rather go out in a loopy daze than try to withstand and fight the torment and i couldn’t make it in time to stop her

too young to be scared of seeing a familiar face on the news because jordan was black and looked older than his actual age and the white middle aged cop shot in “self defense” even though jordan was unarmed and innocent or because elias was muslim and was carrying a “suspiscous” bag and was shot and later died because the police officers thought he was a “terrorist” when elias just wanted to get home to his mom and little sister with a jewelry box to give them, which now sits in peices on the concrete floor

too young to be scared of finding my lgbt friends killled, abandoned, or sent off to a conversion camp because all they wanted was love and acceptance but instead they found hate and rejection because they were “disgusting sinners” who were just “confused” and katy is finally back from camp but she doesn’t even remember my damn name

too young to be sobbing with such lose and grief over people so dear to me who were killed and died too young because no one would help them because all of their cries were “fake” because they were too young to know “real” pain

too young to be scarred, bruised, bloody and beaten by a war i did not start or choose to fight in

you say i am too young

and you are not wrong

i am too young

too young for

H O M O P H O B I A

R A C I S M

S E X I S M

R A P E

S E L F   H A R M

S U I C I D E

G U N   V I O L E N C E

and

S C H O O L   S H O O T I N G S

to be normal to me

i should not be so desensitized by this violent reality

so yes, i am too young

but you cannot blame me

for my hyper awareness of our reality

my generation was born with information at our fingertips

and we have been told to sit still and be quiet

because the adults were talking

but you had your chance

it is now our turn to speak

and our turn to fight

because our rage is pure fire

and with every ragged breath we take

our lungs get more shredded by all of the hate and misery

that is ingrained so deeply in our society

you say we are “too sensitive”

because we are “hormonal teenagers who cannot control our emotions”

and therefore we “cannot have opinions”

but you can no longer invalidate our claims as we yell for change

because the DEATH of our classmates

and the BLOOD of our friends

has paved the path for this revolution

your generation may have won battles

but my generation will be the one to win the war

my generation will be the one to instill change and bring peace

because we grew up in a hating world spiraling into darkness and death

and dying was never our biggest fear

watching the world burn around us was expected

but we fully intend to repair the damage you all have so carelessly done

>>we are generation z and we will be the ones to rise from the ashes<<

3/31/18

started: 2:31 a.m.

finished: 3:49 a.m.

All my writings can be found on ao3 with the acceptations of some wip :)

Current favs:

The Rebel and The Performer (an echo of the past) - Hunger Games Au where Peeta can see Lucy Gray’s ghost, and Katniss can see Sejanus’s

people help the people - Twisters, Addy lives au except I steal her leg, and her family, but don’t worry, I give her a found family and a gf in the process so it’s fine.

come hell or high water, baby - Kate has a very bad day, and her not-bf helps her out (+ a not-love confession that’s totally a love confession) (communication is not their strong suit)

Please stick to ONE TASK, brain!!

🧠: No. :)