#God whatever I'm gonna mentally touch grass and let it go

[charcubed]

sometimes you spend a couple hours working on writing out a post that no one needs and then you aren't even sure you want to finish it

[grocerystoredean]

What are you favourite genders people wrote in for your u quiz? (great quiz by the way, I'm personally very happy about getting Dean, I don't care how others feel about it)

thank you so much! i am so glad you liked it and i had fun putting dean in there! now look. im gonna be honest. as of this post, over 40,000 people have taken the quiz. this is a very pleasant surprise! im very grateful! what the fuck! but there is no way in hell i will get through all of them to find the best of the best. i have grass to touch. that being said. i love reading them and everyone is so funny! maybe i’ll add onto this post later but, for now, under the cut are some of the responses i’ve seen 

i can’t figure out uquiz results except by opening each taker individually so take my knowledge with a grain of salt. if anyone knows a better system PLEASE let me know. 

lots of cis people wrote about taking it because they like quizzes or because they know its good to question gender. an astonishing number of people had longwinded breakdowns about gender identity (i love you). one person talked about doing the quiz to spite their mother who said being nonbinary wasn’t real. and a hilarious number wrote about how they’re cis BUT they (insert definitely not cis behaviour such as love being referred to by x pronouns, wanting a flat chest, wanting to look like insert celebrity). 

Some common gender responses were variations of “you tell me” “none” “eh” “wouldn’t you like to know weatherboy” and “none gender with left (insert gendered term)” which are all fucking hilarious. Beloved and common was “dyke gender”

Tons of other people put like regular identities, ie genderfluid, agender, etc

Now onto my favorite genders. 

“Whatever God in Catholicism has going on” “uh fog” “Salvador Dali mustache femme” “idk I just work here” “denial” “day after party eyeliner” “gotta catch em all” “go fuck yourself” “boobyes” “one of the forbidden fungus genders” “one big chungus raccoon” “hmm I look so sexy when im a girl” “like a man but better” “I guess straight” (babe do you know what you’re answering?) “no im not yes I am no” “howl movingcastle but with a different set of mental illnesses”

[rebelwrites]

Chapter Twenty Four: It’s Over Baby

Warnings: fighting, guns, blood, death

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Today was the day. The day Brooke faced her demon face to face. The day everyone was dreading.

Everyone was sitting around the table, Xavier wouldn’t let Brooke off his knee but she didn’t mind as it was keeping them both calm. Brooke didn’t get much sleep the previous night as her mind kept thinking of today and all the way things could go wrong.

“So there’s no more pain right?” Alex asked Brooke.

“Nope and I don’t have any pain riding either” Brooke nodded.

“Wait how do you know that?” Xavier asked.

“I may have snuck out after you fell asleep and rode around the compound because I couldn’t sleep” Brooke said leaning back into Xavier.

“That’s why you were in somewhat of a good mood this morning” Xavier laughed, shaking his head.

“Brooke” James said taking a deep breath “it’s time to sent the text”

Xavier watched as Brooke hovered over the send button, she took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she hit sent before tossing her phone on the table.

Tom, I want to come home, meet me in the woods at 5pm. Come alone.

She felt physically sick as all the worries creeped back into her mind.

What if the plan didn’t work? What if she ended up back there? What if she got killed? What if…

She had so many thoughts it was making her head spin. She needed to get out of her, she needed an escape.

“I’m sorry this is too much” she whispered, climbing off Xavier’s knee and walked out of the room.

She ignored everyone that spoke to her as she headed straight towards the garage. Grabbing her leather bomber jacket off the hook, she slipped in on before putting her helmet on and grabbing the keys from the hook. As she straddled the bike she felt the engine rumble under her causing a small smile to appear on her lips. Slamming the visor down she remotely opened the garage door before giving her bike full throttle speeding out and racing around the compound.

At least in this moment she felt free as the wind battered her jacket.

"I knew this was going to be too much for her," Xavier sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"Xav she will be fine, she just needs to process the information. She used to do this when we were kids, remember" James smiled at the memory.

"I don't even know where-" Xavjer said before stopping mid sentence as the roar of her bike got louder and then faded.

He smiled, he should have known. Every time things get hard Brooke goes for a ride. She has done since she was old enough to ride a bike. A loud thud on the window brought him out of his thoughts. Looking over to see the once clear glass was now covered in grass and mud.

"Think we are going to have to replace the grass" he laughed, shaking his head. He didn’t care if it kept his bumble bee calm then He would replace the grass as long as they both lived.

"I'm gonna see what mess she has caused" Xavier laughed walking out the room.

As he stood on the grass just watching as Brooke tore up the compound. She didn’t see him at first but as soon as she did she raced over to him, skidding around him covering him in grass and mud. Once she had righted her bike, in one movement she cut the end, kicked the kickstand and lifted her muddy visor up smirking at Xavier.

"Oops" she giggled as she climbed off her bike.

Xavier laughed as he shocked the mud and grass out of his hair

"Feel better?" He whispered wrapping his arms around her. No words were said but she nodded into his chest.

It was now four ok. This was it the plan was going to work or she was about to walk into a death sentence.

Taking a deep breath she pushed the door open to the church. Feeling Xavier’s hand in the small of her back she flashed him a smile. He would always be standing by her side no matter what.

"Brooke are you ready" Alex asked concern laced in his voice

"Nope, but too late to back out now" She whispered, shrugging.

"Well you won't be unarmed" her dad said emptying the bag he held on the table.

4 knives and 3 guns.

"So you can slip a knife in each boot, one on the pocket on your left arm, tuck one gun in the back of your waist band and the other two in the holster" Alex smiled softly, as she started putting the weapons where they needed to be.

She felt a bit better being armed, but she still couldn't shake the feeling something was going to go wrong as she grabbed her keys off the table with a sigh

"Bumble we will be right behind you, I won't let anything bad happen" Xavier whispered wrapping his arms around Brooke’s waist.

"Let's just get this over with"

Brooke stood in the middle of the clearing, trying not to jump at every twig that snapped or the rustling of the leaves. This was a mistake as fear ran through her body. She shouldn’t have agreed to this, putting herself on the front line.

She leant against her bike, pulling her cigarettes out and sparking one up before looking at her phone to check the time.

4.55pm

5 minutes till the end of her life.

Quickly she sent a text to Xavier, just in case.

- I love you, no matter what happens x-

As she heard the sound of a car pull up she shoved her phone back in her pocket. This was it. She watched as the scrawny man climbed out of the car with a sick smile on his face.

"I knew you would make the right decision sweetheart" he smirked walking towards her . "You are mine, and I think I need to remind you of that so you never forget it"

Brooke swallowed, mentally preparing herself for playing the part of an obedient little pet.

"Yes sir" She whispered trying not to throw up.

"I guess the people you call family don't actually love you seen as you are here alone" he laughed

"Suppose" She shrugged.

Not long, keep it up she reminded herself as Tom walked closer to her.

"You have put weight on my dear, that won't do at all. As soon as we get home you are going on a diet" he muttered as he put his hands on her hips

"Yes sir" She whispered.

She suddenly felt his fingers run down her face. His touch made her want to vomit.

"There is no need to be scared" he whispered, breathing down her neck.

Brooke hated every second of this plan, with a passion. Staring at the bastard that stole so much of her life. She tried not to throw up or plunge her knife into his neck. Not her anyway.

"How much longer are we waiting" Xavier sighed running his hands through his hair

"Not long now bro, just a little bit longer. Bee is clever she knows the plan" James whispered.

Xavier peaked through the gap in the brushes, he could see Brooke stood there frozen, her hand was shoved into the pockets of her jacket and knew full well she was gripping the handle of the knife so tight. She looked so scared.

"I'm not sure about that jay look" Be whispered, moving out the way so he could look through the space.

"Shit" he muttered before getting his phone out, frantically texting the guys.

"Change of plan" he smiled texting again "Xav everyone is in their places make the signal"

Without another thought he started making bird sounds. Looking back through the gap he watched Brooke's expression change. She looked relieved.

"You think you control me?" She spat in his face.

"You think you own me, you think I'm your play thing that will do whatever you want me to? Well bitch you are wrong, I will never be yours. You have taken too much of my life and now I'm regaining control" Brooke shouted.

Watching. Waiting. Tom didn't say anything except he laughed.

"You think someone as weak as you is going to take me down" he spat.

“Come Brooke, just stab him” Xavier mumbled

She looked around the woods, her eyes landing on Xavier’s. He smiled at her, letting her know she was doing great. With a simple nod from me she smirked.

"That's the thing bitch, you haven't had me for god knows how many years. You don't know what I've been up to. You don't know I strong I have fucking got" she laughed pulling her hand out of her pocket revealing the knife she was clutching.

“Come on baby you got this” he whispered

Without a second thought Brooke forward, plunging the knife into Tom's leg causing him to scream.

"You will pay for that slut" he screamed

"No I don't think I will," she smirked whilst she laughed in his face.

The next thing she knew she was surrounded by 20 men. They should have known he wouldn't have come alone. For a second Xavier saw the fear in Brooke's eyes, then followed by a smirk.

"Awwww how cute. Let play bitches" she laughed pulling one of the hand guns out of her jacket.

"Bro are we moving in?" James asked.

"No not yet, let her do her thing and then we will go in. She needs this" Xavier whispered not taking his eyes off Brooke.

One gunshot, two gunshots, three gunshots and a lot of screaming followed

"Now" Xavier whispered to James and sent the text.

As Xavier walked out into the clearing, none of Tom's men saw him as they were too focused on Brooke who was standing in front of them with a gun. Walking up behind her Xavier slid my arms around her waist, breathing in her scent.

"Nice work princess" He smirked, looking round, taking his gun out of my waistband. He gently kissed Brooke whilst shooting another one in the head.

"When we get back you are so teaching me that" she laughed making him smile.

"Let's play bitches" she smirked pointing her gun at another guy.

Thirty minutes had passed and everyone was dead, bar Tom, who had taken shelter in his Range Rover.

"Oh you can hide but you won't get far" Brooke screamed as she reloaded her gun and pointed to the car. She emptied the magazine with a smirk.

"Get him out of the car" she shouted to some of the club.

Within seconds Tom was in front of them, forced to his knees.

Brooke took a new gun from her waist band, taking the safety off she pointed the gun directly on his face.

"You will never shoot me" he laughed

"Oh is that what you think?" she smirked, shooting his knee cap. "You were saying" she laughed.

Out of the corner of my eye Xaviers eye saw his dad, Brooke's dad and James walk up looking worried. Holding his hand out to signal them to stop.

"You took so much of my life, turned me weak. Made me hate myself, made me forget my family. You made me think everything was my fault. You beat me till I could take any more. You raped me" she shouted as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

Xavier wrapped my arms around her waist. Brooke leaned back into Xavier’s chest letting his scent keep her grounded.

"But most of all you took my fucking dignity and I'm done. I'm done with your games. I'm done with feeling weak. I'm done with feeling like a victim. But most of all I am done with you. Do you know what? I am not weak. I am a fucking survivor."

The next sound that was heard was the gunshot and Tom's body going limp.

"It's over baby" Xavier whispered kissing her head pulling her into his arms, just holding her as she sobbed into his chest.