Everyone's suddenly very keen to discuss teenage death.
Not teenage anxiety, not teenage sex, not even teenage girls with swords. Though all of those are definitely in the mix. It's specifically the clustering together of three storytelling commitments: sex, death, and dragons. These elements form a natural thematic constellation.
The unstated assumption is that 'mortality-coded coming-of-age narratives' is a genre, a real organizational category with something to say about now. But it's actually a marketing category — very deliberately constructed one.
Since roughly 2008, when Twilight and then The Hunger Games hit, publishing and television have actively bundled teenage death, teenage desire. Dark fantasy stakes as a unified package. This justified why the worlds these stories depict don't need to follow through on political consequence. You can have violence, blood, pregnancy scares, and actual corpses everywhere — that's just the aesthetic. It's dark, it's serious, it's mature. You don't need the story to think about what any of that violence actually does or who pays for it.
Earlier teen narratives refused this deal. Buffy was dark and horny and full of death, but it made you watch what happened next. The show understood that if your world has stakes, your characters have to be changed by them. They have to do boring, difficult work and can't just move to the next death scene with their sexuality and their fate intact. The shift between then and now isn't about how dark teen storytelling got. It's about whether the story actually thinks darkness through, or whether it just borrows darkness's costume.
So when you're watching something marketed as 'grownup teen narrative,' ask yourself what it's actually about when the violence stops. Does the story know? If it's just atmosphere, you're not watching substance. You're watching something prettier versions of themselves have learned to package as depth.