I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset

You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain, you know it's three weeks, I'm going insane, you know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind Bailey LeGume. 16. Excuse the fuck outta you 

[baileythevegetable]

(( PRAISE THE LORD I GOT BACK IN ))

[baileythevegetable]

i am here and free of my school responsibilities until august

aka i am free to rp

hmu for plots or anything i will be sitting here

[dailymarchived]

[gyllenhala]

[chazelle]

[coffeeandpoetrydarling]

He tells her that he doesn’t feel the same, but when her head is pressed against his chest, he can only hope that the sound of his heartbeat does not betray him.

n.g. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #19 (via coffeeandpoetrydarling)

[ofsundrops]

      His face was clean, so her hand holding the washcloth dropped unceremoniously into her lap. She wasn’t sure exactly what she’d expected Bailey to do, but no nervous breakdown was a good start. It was just so nonchalant — no biggie — it was a big deal to her. She could count the number of people who knew about her magic on one and, including herself. Bailey just shrugging the whole thing off wasn’t something she had prepared herself for. She’d expected something… more. 

                       “ I… Thanks. — I appreciate it…. How’s your head feel? ”

[baileythevegetable]

[ he calmly and gently took the washcloth from her hands, wiping the rest of the blood off his hand. he’s not sure there was anything she could say that would actually surprise him at this point in his life, except maybe she was in love with gaston, or that his family were actually nice and he was the evil one. there was something about knowing  that made him feel special and important, be it by accident. ] 

            doesn’t even hurt anymore... is that something that magic thing does too?

[ he wanted to say something to finally end this awkward i-sent-you-nudes-and-then-you-kissed-me-tension, but he was stumped on what to say. ]

            i... uh.... thanks

[ofsundrops]

            “ So, your cut is fine. It’s actually… gone. No stitches! ”

      That wasn’t the hard part, though. Her throat felt oddly constricted and there was a cold sweat on the back of her neck as she took a moment to collect herself. Harlem had heard about her father’s small meltdown when her mother explained her magic — as nervous as she already was, she was hoping Bailey would be more put together than that. Before further explaining anything, the brunette grabbed a washcloth and wet it to wipe the blood from his face. Focusing on that calmed her enough to get the words out. 

           “ —— I inherited my mother’s magic and that’s how I healed your cut. You’re not              going to have a scar. No one will ever be able to tell this happened. My mom has              had me keep this a secret to protect me from ever being taken advantage of like              she was. Only three people actually know, and two of them are my parents. I —              I need you not to tell anyone about this, Bailey. I know you don’t owe me anything,              but this has to stay between us. Noelle doesn’t know… and it would crush her to              find out I’ve been lying to her for my entire life. ”

                                                                                                “ —— Please don’t freak out. ”

[baileythevegetable]

[ the thing about the magic was not that bailey was surprised it existed, no. shit like this happened all the time at home, whether it was magic spells, magic powers, or anything else. of course, bailey had never known someone or been involved with it, but it doesn’t mean he had never heard of it. ]

[ of course, once he became friends with noelle, he thought back to the story lefou had told him about rapunzel. it had crossed his six year old mind that there could be a chance his new friend had the powers, but he never thought more of it. ]

[ bailey considered himself to be a pretty mellow person, almost too mellow. so there was no freak out, no scared look upon his face, nothing. he just shrugged at the mention of magic, as if it were no big deal. ] 

                            that’s cool, no biggie. i won’t tell anyone.

[ he thought about the fact that he was one of four people to know about this, even over her own siblings. it seemed odd to him that she wouldn’t tell noelle considering they were close, but he knew that was none of his business. every family had their ways, even his own. ] 

[stay-loww]

[ofsundrops]

      It was a surprise when she opened her door to Bailey with a bloody wound on his face. The injury didn’t phase her so much as the actual sight of him. Things had been awkward ever since she’d kissed him. She was glad it hadn’t stopped him from coming to her with this, though. 

             “ Are you okay? What happened? ”

      Ushering him over to a seat, she took a closer look at the laceration. It was deep enough to need stitches and it had clearly been bleeding for some time. Before she could really think through anything other than helping him, she healed the cut. Only on afterthought did she think that it was a bad call. She couldn’t just bandage him up and explain it away — it was a deep cut right on his face. Her concern was probably evident on her face, so before he could assume the worst, she spoke hesitantly.

              “ —— I’m going to tell you something… and I need you to not freak out. ”

[baileythevegetable]

[ he pulled his hand away, looking at his blood-stained fingers. ] playing guitar. string snapped. guess it’s better it hit my face and not my eye. i’ve heard those horror stories. ]

[ in one moment, the pain from the wound was searing. then, as if by a magic wave of her hands, it was gone. bailey reached up to his face with his clean hand, looking for the wound. with a puzzled look on his face, he was confused at where the wound had went. there was no mark, no reminder that it had even been there before. ] 

...ok

[niallmeallnight-deactivated2016]

NIALL.  Oh. My. God.

4/2/16

[baileythevegetable]

[ normally, bailey wasn’t one to actively seek out help. in fact, he tended to let problems grow worse until either things ended or he was forced to get help. but yet here he was in front of harlem’s door, knocking tentatively. ]

[ he knew he should’ve changed the string on his guitar, but he was determined to get a song down on paper before he lost it. the string had been taut as of late, and bailey knew it was a sign he needed to restring the beloved guitar. so, when the string broke and smacked him across the face, he knew he deserved it. ]

[ clutching at the bleeding wound across his cheek and nose, he had made his way here, knowing harlem was a nurse. he had tried to stop the bleeding for twenty minutes, but it wa no use. despite the fact that there still seemed to be an awkward air between the two, he sucked it up. ] @ofsundrops

[baileythevegetable]

ok so i died but im here and am open to do any verse whatever

[margaretbjorgman-blog]

“ Didn’t you ? ” A nervous laugh followed as pale cheeks colored a light pink. Maggie took a strand of hair between her fingers, the blush fading already as a brow raised, though her eyes wouldn’t linger on his for more than a second. “ That’s quite a statement. ” She mostly mumbled, twisting a golden stand.

[baileythevegetable]

i didn’t. i think you’re just making excuses because you’re afraid of how attracted you are to ME. [ he moved closer to her, reaching to take her hand. bringing it to his lips, he pressed a kiss upon it. ] it may be QUITE the statement, mademoiselle, but it is true. don’t you agree ??

[nopelekai]

Nova’s cheeks flared up as she watched him move closer and speak, mouth agape for a moment. “Who do you think I am?! Some kind of girl who’d sleep with a… a.. an asshole like you?” She furrowed her brows as she took a step away from him. “I’ve met brick walls with better manners than you.” She spat as she brought her hand towards his face swiftly. 

[baileythevegetable]

[ he saw her hand coming at his face and grabbed it, making sure she didn’t hit him. ] uh, uh, uh, don’t damage the merchandise, darling. why don’t you run along and focus your time on something you do understand, like cooking or cleaning.

[dailygossipgirl]

please don’t leave with him.

[ohmyamysantiago]

1x13 // 3x13