Guess who’s writing a “what if everything was worse” my fault london fic????
(I just wrote 1k of Noah’s dad threatening to break her hand if she tries to escape) (I’m going to traumatize the shit out of this girl) (I’m so sorry Noah baby I love you so much)
*update I wrote the fic, chapter 1 is up
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63119209
Gen Z is slowly dying on the inside as you paint a smile on your face.
Gen Z is hoping for another bomb threat so you can get out of taking that math test.
Gen Z is laughing at things that make no sense to anyone else because they don’t realize that humor is the only thing we have left.
Gen Z is making nihilistic jokes all the time.
Gen Z is saying you want to die and hearing your friends say they want to die and not quite knowing if they really mean it anymore and being scared that they do.
Gen Z is not making those jokes so much after someone really does die.
Gen Z is knowing exactly why every door on campus needs an ID card to open.
Gen Z is knowing that those locks won’t do shit if something really happens.
Gen Z is wondering when someone will come to your school and start killing your friends.
Gen Z is hating the shitheads in charge and just waiting until you can finally do something about them.
Gen Z is being torn between wanting to die and wanting to overthrow the government.
Gen Z is being tired of being treated like a child when our childhoods were ripped away from us years ago.
Gen Z is growing up too fast but still no one else will take you seriously.
Gen Z is angry.
Gen Z is done.
Gen Z is here and you’d better watch your asses.
It’s just Akilah and the brain damage she is incurring from huffing gas in that cave against the world
Grief is such a funny little thing because sometimes you’re just going about your day and then you remember you never came out to your Nana, and also if she was here she would fully love and support you (even if she had no clue what was happening) and also slap the shit out of your Dad for being an ass
Maybe if he remembered them better, maybe if his father didn’t die before he hit double digits, maybe if Bradley Bradshaw knew the sort of home that was filled with love and laughter rather than the echo of grief, he would do this better. And by this he meant love.
third times the charm by sapphic_terror on ao3 :)
every time I try and write fanfic my friends start hating each other and I end up having 3 hour long calls, its so late, I just want to write about addy getting hugs, help
by l.g
Hehehe what if the world has always been ending and by that I mean mortality constantly looms over our shoulders and what if it wasn’t actually the end it just gave life meaning?? Hehe what if
“Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed.”
Unreal Unearth + paintings (pt 1)(pt 2)
We are witnessing the grotesque reality of the martyred Palestinians and thousands of their massacred children being written off as mere afterthoughts. The way western media outlets steadfastly refuse to call the Israeli aggression and onslaught for what it is, which is genocide and ethnic cleansing, is just another way of dehumanizing Palestinians.
Sapphic_terror on ao3 queer and nonbinary (any pronouns)Yall I may be losing it a little but at least I’m writing a lot of fan fiction (that’s a slight lie but I’m trying I swear)
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