bengalisms

[bengalisms]

Hey so, Brei here! You probably know me from the blogs @bengalisms & @ruptorune & @vectuem.

So I disappeared a little bit but now I have these three muses (Caspian, Daeton, and Sebastian) on a new blog. Little change of plans though, this isn’t a role-play blog. 

See the thing is, I don’t really have time for a writing blog anymore, so I’ve decided to mix it up a bit. This blog is aesthetic for my 3 fave muses, and a way to stay in touch with all my rpc friends. 

it’s also gonna be a place where I post ooc, shit posts, and life updates. kinda doubling as a personal in a way. 

Anyway! If your interested in following me here please do! I’m gonna be following everyone who I know back. 

@harrowiingstreets @harrowiingstreets @harrowiingstreets

#( if you wanna follow me! )

[bengalisms]

Hey so, Brei here! You probably know me from the blogs @bengalisms & @ruptorune & @vectuem.

So I disappeared a little bit but now I have these three muses (Caspian, Daeton, and Sebastian) on a new blog. Little change of plans though, this isn’t a role-play blog. 

See the thing is, I don’t really have time for a writing blog anymore, so I’ve decided to mix it up a bit. This blog is aesthetic for my 3 fave muses, and a way to stay in touch with all my rpc friends. 

it’s also gonna be a place where I post ooc, shit posts, and life updates. kinda doubling as a personal in a way. 

Anyway! If your interested in following me here please do! I’m gonna be following everyone who I know back. 

@harrowiingstreets @harrowiingstreets @harrowiingstreets

#( in case anyone's wondering where tf i am )

[bengalisms]

Victory is mine Show you the harder the battle, the harder I fight I’ve come too far to quit Step back I’m goin’ in

THIS IS HOW LEGENDS ARE MADE !!

––– Why do the knights in fairytales always ride white horses? –––––– ‘cause I rode those white horses.

#( as a reminder!! if you're looking for me I can be found here ) #( x. self promo )

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven’t touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because… I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

#( im still here and still on hiatus !!!! #follow the love of my life muse )

[bengalisms]

We came, We saw,

            We conquered them all.

private. original character –– The Legendary Knight.

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven’t touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because… I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven’t touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because… I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

#( still here !! #Cas's muse is low and my muse for Daeton is beyond strong )

[bengalisms]

Caspian Meditating on Diwali! 

artist.

#( logging in for a minute to SCREAM ABOUT THIS #holy crap a big thank you to the artist #you're incredible. ) #( ​x. works of art ) #( x. cursed son ) #( i made this my desktop background immediately )

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven’t touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because… I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

#( x. self reblog )

[bengalisms]

We came, We saw,

            We conquered them all.

private. original character –– The Legendary Knight.

#( this is where I am!!! #I moved Dae to his own blog so #if you haven't followed THIS blog then you're still following the side blog ) #( ​x. self promo )

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven’t touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because… I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

#( x. self reblog )

[bengalisms]

flowers appear on earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in ourland.

established 2015. rebooted 2018. written by peach. @fleurceleste

#( so much love ) #( ​x. promo )

[bengalisms]

PSA. hiatus.

very very candidly I’m having too much fun writing my new muse to be on Caspian at all. I haven't touched his drafts in a week or so. Queue has run out. I was debating putting this blog on a hiatus for a lil bit now and I think it’s time. While I truly believe that Daeton is here to stay, right now there’s no room for Caspian’s blog just because... I’m having was more fun developing my new muse and plotting and writing with people there.

All this to say that, I’m on a hiatus on bengalisms. 

I won’t lie, I have noticed a bit of a decrease in people’s desire to write with Caspian. I don’t mind, honestly. He’s been around for a long time, and sometimes things get stale. No one’s fault! Even I get tired of writing him sometimes. 

Regardless, I’ll pop in time to time to check up on things, but for now you can find me at my new blog !!

If you wanna still write with me or if you want to check out this new muse I’m so into, you can find me here:

@ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune @ruptorune

Thanks for understanding you guys!! 

#( still going to be here basically #but yeah i think this hiatus is coming at a good time #been awhile since i've been like #super excited about a muse like this #and it's reminding me that I need to be excited about my muses #and for Caspian #I just haven't been as excited.... #it's okay though!! i'm just excited to share my creativity with people tbh #i've reconnected with friends through this muse #pretty awesome ) #( x. psa )

[bengalisms]

OOC. my dumbass decided to shower my mane of hair at 10pm and wait for it to air dry because of this leave in conditioner. I'm dumb. dumb and tired because it’s 11pm and my hair is only half dry and i just wanna sleep.

#( x. out of character ) #( but i can't because............ #hair is wet #and that's not fun to sleep on ) #( on the plus side this conditioner smells amazing )

[bengalisms]

We came, We saw,

             We conquered them all.

private. original character –– the reason knights in stories ride white horses. side blog to @bengalisms.

#( i am loving my Knight way too much so im just going to be here forever now )

[bengalisms]

#( x. yoga practice ) #( x. insp. ) #( x. queue the music )

[bengalisms]

— ❋ towercursed ;;

At his delicate touch, her gaze suddenly glances upwards with modest surprise. It’s only a second between his movement and his speech, but it feels like an eternity. An eternity of studying each minuscule change, of letting worrying infect her stomach like the plague, of wondering what on earth might slip out next if he didn’t say something soon. Speak quickly, hurry yourself, please! Each thought runs rampant with an inability to be stopped.

And then it comes, a cooling river against a scorching heat. She exhales ( since when hadn’t she been breathing? ) and it comes with the same audible hiss of evaporating water. Relief floods her and sweeps anxiety away with an ocean’s current and a stream of laughter joins her dizzy breath.

“ Gods, I thought—- almost, almost thought —— you were going to leave. ” Almost? She’s no better a liar than she was in school. A hand rises over her mouth, attempting to feebly cover the embarrassment that still lingers. Her ears still burn despite feeling like she’s floating under the surface of a swimming pool ; they might stay that way for a while, especially as he confessed he liked it. He liked it? Oh no, more fluster laughter appears, so much so that she has to slip her fingers through his to ground herself again. “ I don’t ——- I mean, it’s not normal for me to just———- ”

This hasn’t gotten any easier since their departure. Justifying her actions or attempting to give him her heart through simple words that might seem like nothing to anyone else - she still cringes trying to manoeuvre social situations, to keep the balance right so she doesn’t expose too much of the Rapunzel who might drive others away. He’s always, always been good with that, to not show if she’s being strange or unusual, but even now she worries about it. He’s all grown-up and fancy now, but still the same. Maybe he’ll secretly laugh at her flustering while putting on a smile. No, that’s not Cas - is it?

Except, whatever thoughts might pass through her mind, this is definitely Cas. The spark of a smug teenager still rests on his lips and it sends her heart back to the beginning of their end, when she knew she was leaving Gothel and she had thought there was a chance of them ending up together, before she had realised she’d have no where to go except the other side of the country. Before she’d realised her quest for freedom from Gothel would be the end of that freedom she could only get from him.

“ I knew there was definitely a reason I liked you in high school. ” She finally manages to say, giggles gone and leaving only a heartfelt smile. “ You were always like this too. I mean, not many people would let someone ramble like that without giving them a fight. Much less enjoy it. ”

           He cannot help the way he chuckles softly when she lies to him. She lies not to be convincing –– she never did. He, of all people, could spot her lies as quickly as an eagle spots a mouse. She had tells that never grew old. But the way she lies has always been charming. She corrects herself, and says these things only to appear less against-the-grain than she actually is. Odd how he loved such the simple things about her. Her small cover ups, her bashful blinks, her red-tipped ears. It’s all making his heart beg to be released from it’s ribcage container

           ❝ Wasn’t normal. ❞ He corrects her gently, that smile resting on his features brightening for a moment. Lips hang open, his eyes sparkling with an amazement that had once been a more rare occurrence. But he says nothing more, letting her hand slide into his he clasps it. Gentle hands. They lack bruises of purple and cuts of deep crimson. No exposed and peeled skin from throwing fists or getting into a scuffle. Clean hands. Clean, soft, well taken care of. Perhaps it’s a testament to his own subtle ways of covering up. He covers his past of broken and hurt hands with smooth peachy creams and well tended nails. He doesn't bare the claws he once did, nor the blood of that he’s once worn. 

           His act of covering up had always been a little more practiced. But he offers his hand to her knowing that she would spot the difference. Knowing that she had held his hand even when it meant he’d bleed all over her, or wince because of the way fingers squeezed against bruised knuckles. 

           He looks at their hands as a new silence pans between them. Something sits in the air. They know of each other’s hearts, but have no bravery to confess it. Rapunzel’s gentle words make Caspian’s chest tighten. She felt it too, didn’t she? In the back of his mind he always knew. He had a feeling that her heart wanted his as much as his wanted hers. Funny how life was so complicated back then. Gothel had made him scared to confess –– and he’d only met her once. It hadn’t been a pretty meeting either. He didn’t want her to suffer because of his heart’s rampant wants. But her words remind him of how much he loved her. Those emotions flood him again, and he cannot help but think... Things are still complicated. This time, it’s his life that holds too much. 

           ❝ I liked passion. ❞ His gaze lifts away from their hands. His thumb brushes over her knuckles. ❝ I still do. Even when you were holding everything back, I could still see that in you. ❞ He licks his lips, his gaze flickering down and away, back to their hands. With a steady inhale he tilts his head, a smile for the days of old. ❝ I could have listened to you for hours... You always made my heart race and yet I’d sit there until it gave out just listening to you talk. ❞ Romance was spun in the way teenagers never could. 

           He chuckles a little, voice soft and just above a whisper. ❝ Some things don’t change. ❞ He looks up again, golden eyes sparkling, hand refusing to let hers go. ❝ Least of all... How much I missed you. ❞ She was sitting across him now and yet, he still missed her. He wanted things his teenage heart had wanted. How hard had he worked to push those emotions away? Things were complicated. They had always been for him. But now there wasn’t a Gothel looming over her shoulder. His daughter was there, hugging his knees. 

#( me: stabs myself in mine own heart #me: tHIS IS FINE ) #( x. thread ) #( v. don't say goodbye ) #( x. punzie ) #( x. queue the music ) #towercursed