there was a cat outside my river house and we got it to love us

Arya Stark Appreciation Week - Day Two (Favorite Familial Relationship)

“I think [Arya] must be dead too.“ When she said that, it felt as though a giant hand were squeezing her chest. (ACOK)

And her lady mother, what would she say? Would she still want her back, after all the things she’d done? Arya chewed her lip and wondered. (ASOS)

arya and catelyn’s dynamic has been my favorite among the starks since the very beginning. i remember when i read a storm of swords i almost threw my book across the room as i got to the part where arya pulls cat’s body out of the river. and the first asoiaf graphic i ever made was a really ugly arya/cat picspam. its not exactly a warm fuzzy relationship. its complicated. arya worries her mother would not want her back because she didnt feel she could be a lady and cat does despair of arya at times (while still loving her as much as the rest of her children)  they dont even interact on page. but its my fave all the same. i think one of the reasons i love it so much is because they’re actually so similar and neither of them realizes it. on the surface they’re very different: cat has always comfortably embraced her role as a lady while arya has struggled to conform to it. but deep down? they’re both practical, intelligent, outspoken, no nonsense women with pragmatic minds. they are assertive and capable leaders. they act instinctively and boldly.they’re fiercely protective of those they love and vindictive against those who wrong them. it might be silly but i love how they both stan for the direwolves too. arya’s bond with her wolf (and her wolves) runs deep and catelyn has a great respect for their power. she “loves” summer for ripping out a man’s throat to save bran’s life. which feels a lot like something arya would think as well. 

“She is a fierce little thing, my lord. I have never seen such anger in a girl.” (AGOT)

“Give me Cersei Lannister, Lord Karstark, and you would see how gentle a woman can be,” Catelyn replied. (AGOT)

the most important (and underrated) similarity between them is the devotion they show to their family. they are two of the most family orientated characters in this series. cat’s words are family, duty, honor and arya’s personal motto is the pack survives. this is what motivates them: the desire to get their family back. and they will do just about anything to accomplish that goal. they value this above all else, including vengeance. but when their families are completely gone they will come for those responsible. 

I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once. (ACOK)

It was a hollow place, an emptiness where her heart had been, where her brothers had lived, and her parents. (ASOS)

on a narrative level they are so deeply intertwined that i cannot believe its a coincidence. they share a strong water motif. arya spends a majority of her time in the riverlands which is not only catelyn homeland but its her current location too. arya fights so hard to reach riverrun, and her mother and robb. without knowing the other is fighting just as hard to find them. but the red wedding is where it all comes crashing down. inside the castle, cat has to watch as her last son is betrayed and murdered before she is killed by the freys. outside, arya finds herself in the middle of the slaughter too. she runs for the castle, to save her mother, but sandor clegane knocks her unconscience. this tragedy ends with arya and catelyn stark blacking out and when they awaken they are changed. 

I’m not his daughter, Arya might have shouted, if she hadn’t felt so tired. She was no one’s daughter now. She was no one.

“She don’t speak,” said the big man in the yellow cloak. “You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers.” (ASOS)

arya is stricken with grief. her last hope to return home and be reunited with her family was destroyed. arya feels as if she is no one. her identity was built upon her pack and without them she is more lost then ever. catelyn stark never truly wakes up. arya and her wolf pulled the three day old corpse out of the river and beric dondarrion gave it the kiss of life, in a possible attempt to fulfill his oath to arya. lady stoneheart’s existence is a direct result of arya’s will. 

The white thing lay facedown in the mud, her dead flesh wrinkled and pale, cold blood trickling from her throat. Rise, she thought. Rise and eat and run with us. (ASOS)

“The Freys slashed her throat from ear to ear. When we found her by the river she was three days dead. Harwin begged me to give her the kiss of life, but it had been too long. I would not do it, so Lord Beric put his lips to hers instead, and the flame of life passed from him to her. And … she rose. May the Lord of Light protect us. She rose.” (AFFC)

but she is not the woman she once was. she is a creature driven by nothing but revenge. she has no objectivity or remorse or sympathy. all she wants is to see hanged men. arya is also driven by revenge. its all she has left. this and the fact she has nowhere else to go brings her across the narrow sea to the house of black and white. there she begins to train in assassination and espionage. one of her responsibilities is caring for the dead. its a hard, bloody thing she’s doing. but she has nowhere else to turn. she’s lost and afraid and grieving. she takes on catelyn’s name as one of her aliases and mercy is also a nod to stoneheart who is known as mother merciless. arya is capable of violence and ruthlessness just like her mother’s revenant but she still has a heart. it is not gone or made of stone or even as hard as she likes to think. its still hurting and loving. 

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile. He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister,” she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes. (AFFC)

lady catelyn stark is dead but arya is still alive. arya does not need to go down this road that lies before her with the faceless men. or even one outside of them where she pursues those on her list. she still has a life and a future and those who will love her. all she needs is to find that path again. and i think lady stoneheart will help her realize that. i very much believe they will cross paths. when they do it will be both a climax and a closure. arya will finally understand how much her mother loved her. many of her self doubts and fears about where she belongs will be conquered. she will finally be able to save her mother too. thats what she wanted more than her own life. the arya who walks away from this will be stronger and more confident. and lady stoneheart will finally be given her own mercy. she is a soul in torment but her daughter will be the one to give her peace. i can think of no better ending to this storyline. its a culmination of the themes in their both arcs coming together in one heartbreaking and cathartic event. 

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I’ll start with a few people who mean a great deal to me.


@dramaticsassmaster and @tiredpassion …..you two started this blog with me. We ran it together and I will never ever forget the day I created this blog with the url ‘sexwithrejects’ 😂 I love you both dearly and your friendship is very precious to me. Thank you.


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@hoseokminskitten CAT!!!! Tbh one of my fondest memories of you and I was when we went on the swings in that park in China Town at like 10pm on a weekday…and we somehow just started screaming the lyrics to Don’t Stop Believing by Journey…and it was such a great time. I loved going to our restaurant to eat and going into the kpop store with you. I loved meeting your cats and talking to your roommate about Twice for like an hour. I loved how excited you got over Hoseok. You were my first friend in Chicago and you have now become one of my closest friends. I love you!! I’ll see you soon! ♡


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@pcypuddings Becca! We literally met because we both hate trump and he was in our town and we just built a friendship off that mutual hatred. (And my mom said hatred would get me nowhere lmao) and I found out you lived like a mile from my house. To have a friend like you live so close to me, I got lucky. You’re wonderful and funny and you always get me into new groups and I hate you for that. Just kidding, I love you!


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@atlantiswonderlust Courtland! Being in New York with you was so fun. Seeing BTS with you was so fun and I will never forget waking up at like 2am to take a train to Newark and waiting outside the venue in the freezing cold for over 12 hours 😂 thank you for giving me a place to stay so I could see BTS and thank you for showing me around New York. It was truly an amazing time. The concert was amazing but you and Raven really made my time there special. Thank you for being so kind. Also, you’re like the only person I’ve been on the phone with for over 4 hours. Seriously, we never run out of things to talk about. Our first conversation on the phone was 6 and a half hours 😂😂


@bunnymurderer Amy! I miss you. You used to be engaged to my older brother. You always deserved better. I hope you’re happier now and thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I love you so much. I will always see you as a sister.

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The Wedding Planner - t w o. Ethan Dolan Mini Series.

A/N: Hi everyone! I’ve been getting such a positive response from this story, and I can’t thank you all enough! I’m going to post this part a little early as part 3 might take a while, so I apologise!
Word Count: 2,500.
Warnings: None! 
A SPECIAL THANK YOU TO @artdolan FOR BEING MY DECISION MAKER, MY ADVISOR AND MY PROOF READER. LOVE YOU!

The following week flew by in a blur, and I was exhausted. I really needed to stop trying to book in two loads of clients at once. Luckily my other set of clients had their wedding this week. The week leading up to the wedding was always the worst, because if anything was going to go wrong, it was going to be at the last minute.

Thankfully the wedding went on without a hitch and I could relax knowing that meeting Grayson to book the Church was the last thing I needed to do before I could have a few days off. I rarely got time off as I was always pushing myself to do more and more work. Every few weeks I would burn myself out and then take a few days off to recharge. It had become an unhealthy pattern that I couldn’t bring myself to change.

I liked that I worked so much for the most part. It distracted me from the fact that I’m a 25-year-old woman who lives alone and her greatest companion is her pet cat, Henry. It also gave me a chance to avoid my mother, who is always trying to set me up on dates. She liked to make me consciously aware of the fact that I wasn’t get any younger, and neither was she, and she’d like at least one grandchild before she, and I quote, “popped her clogs.”

I finished brushing my hair in the hallway mirror and walked into the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboard for the cat food. I barely had a chance to open it before I heard a string of meows and the rapidly approaching pitter patter of footsteps.

Henry nudged his head against my leg repeatedly, like he was trying to push me towards his food bowl faster. I laughed at him and knelt to pet him, and he rubbed his head against my hand in appreciation. I felt a sudden rush of love for him and placed his food in his bowl.

“I’ll see you later, buddy.” I told him, brushing my hands down my trousers, straightening my blouse and grabbing my car keys from the kitchen counter. ‘Right,’ I thought to myself, ‘let’s get this over with.’ 


To give my day a bad start, I gravely under-calculated how long it would take me to drive to the Church. It took me a little over an hour to reach the countryside, and an extra ten minutes to find the actual Church, making me very late. I got lost almost straight away, and I took several wrong turns, cursing louder each time I did so. I cheered when I finally found it, and decided I would reward myself with a coffee from Starbucks on my way home. I was rapidly coming to the realisation that I was a caffeine addict.

Maya wasn’t kidding when she said that the church was isolated. We were literally in the middle of nowhere, and I couldn’t for the life of me think why a church would have been built here. I hadn’t driven past a house, or any sign of life whatsoever, in miles. I did have an appreciation for it though, it looked a little run down and small, but it looked nice nevertheless. I pulled up next to a white ranger rover, which I assumed was Grayson’s. There was no other vehicle to be seen, except for a church van.

There was a wide river that ran across the front of the Church which separated it from the car park, and there was a concrete bride that you could use to get across. It was a cute characteristic. I was beginning to like this church a lot.

Grayson and another man who looked just like him, (I’m assuming it’s the twin brother he mentioned the first time I met him) were waiting for me at the wooden double entrance doors. Grayson saw me approaching and waved enthusiastically. His brother, however, was obscured from my view as he was looking down at his phone. He was resting his foot against the wall casually, using it as a leaning post and giving off a vibe of confidence.

I turned my attention back to Grayson. “Grayson, hi, how are you?” I asked as he pulled me into another quick hug. “I’m so, so sorry I’m late. I got lost. A lot. Wow, you guys weren’t kidding when you said this place was isolated, were you?” I asked, looking around into the vast nothingness.

Grayson laughed and nodded his head. “I’m great thank you. And It’s not a problem, really, I had a feeling you’d get lost.” He gestured to the man behind him, “This is my brother, Ethan.”

At the mention of his name, Ethan looked up, and when he spotted me, he kicked off the wall and walked towards us, tucking his phone into his pocket. “Nice of you to finally join us,” he grumbled, thrusting his hand out. His eyes had no warmth like Grayson’s, and his smile was strained.

Grayson punched his arm, hard. “Ethan!” he scolded, face like thunder. “Don’t start,” he gritted out, only for Ethan to roll his eyes and place his hand back down to his side when he realised that I wasn’t going to shake it. “Y/N, I’m so sorry, just ignore him, he’s had a bad week.”

I kept my stare on Ethan, and I forced myself to smile. I clenched my teeth together tightly. ‘Be professional,’ I told myself. ‘Be professional, be professional, be professional.’  

I gathered up all the kindness I could muster and took a steady breathe. “Hi, I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you, I’m very sorry I’m late, I got lost.” I must of look hurt (I definitely felt hurt), because guilt washed over his face. Before he could speak, however, I turned back to Grayson.

“Right then,” I said, clapping my hands together, “lets book a wedding.”

We made our way indoors, and I felt my jaw drop. This place was like the Tardis. It looks small from the outside, but the inside is spacious. It’s modern too. The walls and ceilings are painted white and the dark wooden floorboards contrast with it beautifully, there are rows among rows of white chairs which all face the altar, which is also painted white but decorated with flowers. It’s lovely.

“I’m impressed,” I admit, craning my neck to look at every angle. I have so many ideas with what I can do with this place, but I’ll wait until Maya can be with us, I feel like too much information at once will make Grayson’s head explode.

“Yeah, it’s pretty cool,” Grayson agrees, looking around the room himself. I risk a glance at Ethan, who is already looking at me. He instantly turns his head away and I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

A little wooden door in the corner of the room opens, a door I had failed to notice (I imagine it must lead to a small back room, or maybe storage), and a minister steps out. “Grayson, it’s lovely to see you again.” He says, and Grayson walks over to shake his hand.

Ethan follows suit, and for some reason it annoys me. I have a feeling that everything about this guy is going to get on my nerves. Luckily for me, this won’t take long, and hopefully I won’t have to see him again until the wedding, or at least the rehearsal dinner.

“No Maya today?” The minister asks curiously, glancing over at me. I smile at him. “Oh no, I’m not here for prayer minister, I’m here to book my wedding.” Grayson tells him, and then gestures over to me, “and this is our wedding planner, Y/N. Y/N Y/F/N.”

“Ah, I see,” he says, and takes a step towards me. He offers me his hand, and I shake it. “Y/N, nice to meet you.” I smile at him, “And you, minister. Do you have booking sheets? We’re trying to book for the September 5th, it has sentimental value to Grayson and Maya.”

The minister nods his head. “You walked right past it, it’s on the table that’s placed next to the entrance.” I thanked him and walked over to the table. I flicked through the book, looking for September. I heard footsteps approaching me from behind.

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier. Grayson’s right, I have been having a bad week, and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” Ethan says, pressing his hands on the table in front of us and leaning in to me. I cluck my tongue in annoyance, refusing to look at him. “you’re right, you shouldn’t have.” I tell him coldly, not caring to hear his excuses.

Had I have been in a better mood, and not as tired as I was, I probably would have been a bit more forgiving. I’ve had a long week, and I just don’t want to deal with it right now. All I want in this very moment is to go home and have a long, relaxing bubble bath.

“I’m trying to apologise, I don’t know what more you want from me.” He said, speaking lowly in my ear. I could hear the annoyance in his voice and it made me want to throw this very big, very heavy book at his head.

I paused, listening to Grayson and the Minister laughing at the far end of the church. I took a deep breath, trying my hardest to keep professional. “I don’t want anything from you.” I told him, still refusing to look at him. I just wanted him to go away.

It appears that he can read my mind, because he threw his hands up in frustration and turned away from me. “You know what? Fine. But don’t say I didn’t try.” And with that, he walked away.

I felt a pang of guilt, but set in my stubborn ways I refused to acknowledge that I was being too harsh. “Grayson, good news, there was a cancellation on the 5th, in the afternoon. I can’t even begin to tell you how lucky that is. Must be fate. You need to come and sign this, you too, minister.” Grayson grinned in triumph and jogged over. I handed him the pen and he signed, followed by the minister.

“Well, looks like we’re all done here, I think,” I say brightly, trying to hide the fact that I was desperate to leave by this point. “Unless there’s anything else you need, minister?”

“No, that seems about right. I’ll see you two love birds on the 5th then,” he says to Grayson, winking, and shaking our hands for a final time. I swiftly turn and push the doors open, sighing in relief as the sun hits my face and I breathe in the fresh country air. It makes me want to reminisce my childhood, being a country girl myself.

We walk in silence to our respective cars, Ethan walking ahead, clearly eager to get away from me. We reach the car park and I turn to say goodbye to Grayson, but he stops me.

“Okay, so there’s something I need to talk to you about.” He says, shoving his hands in his pockets. I raise my eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh?” I ask, encouraging him to speak.

“I was on facetime with Maya last night, and we were talking about the wedding and how short two months is. We think it’s really unfair on you that we’re trying to get so much done in a short amount of time, so we were wondering if you wanted to go ahead and keep planning with me whilst Maya was away. We’ll just have to plan doing things around when she’s not doing anything work related so she can facetime us and be there too.”

I nod my head, thinking. “Well, it would help huge amounts of course, as it would give me more time to organise things. But are you sure that you’re both okay with this? I mean, it kinda sucks missing out on planning your own wedding, especially for the bride.”

Grayson shrugs, “I mean, she will be there with us, just digitally. She’s okay with it, because she’ll still be involved. It gives you more time, and Maya still gets to be involved. It’s a win/win.”    

“If you’re both sure, then I don’t see an issue with it.” I tell him. He grins at me, and I smile back. I like Grayson, it’s just a shame his brother is such a jerk.

“I’ll just have to bring Ethan with us to be my stand in wife,” he joked, and began to laugh. I laughed too, but my heart dropped into my stomach. I was going to have to put up with him for a whole month? Great, just great.

“Hey,” Grayson says, pulling me out of my thoughts and putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. It wasn’t comforting in the least. “I really am sorry about him,” he jerks his head towards his brother, who I risk another glance at. Once again, he’s looking down at his phone, not paying us any attention.  

“It’s okay Grayson. I was really late, I understand why he got annoyed.” I told him, trying to convince myself more than I was trying to convince him, because all I wanted to do was throw a tantrum and rant and rave about how much of a rude jerk he was.

“Well it doesn’t excuse his behaviour,” Grayson says, and I shrug unprofessionally, wanting to change the subject. “Well anyway, I don’t have my planner on me, but I have your email and phone number, so I’ll contact you within the next few days and we’ll plan everything we need to, sound good?” I ask him, digging in my pocket for my keys.

Grayson seems to get the hint that I want to leave, so he nods and pulls me into another hug. I can see this becoming a regular thing. I’m not used to clients being so hands on, it’s a nice change I guess.  

“Yeah, that sounds great, I’ll speak to you soon.”  And with that, he turns and walks away.

I hear Ethan give an over exaggerated “finally!” and I huff, turning around just in time to watch him slam his door shut. Once again, annoyance bubbles up inside me. What the hell is wrong with that guy? Why is he so angry all the time?

I watch Grayson pull out of his parking spot and drive away before I unlock my own car, letting out a loud groan as I sink into the seat. The first meeting with Grayson and Maya seemed promising, but now? I just couldn’t wait to be done with it now that I had to spent so much time with Ethan.

Screw Starbucks, I need a glass of wine. 

Songs Forgotten and Remembered; Chapter One: Antebellum (Prologue)

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Cataline Cousland is just done.

Her entire life, she has been the responsible one, the calm one, the level-headed one. Now, following the murder of her parents, her entire life has been thrown into disarray and old regrets of paths not taken begin to resurface as she faces her new reality. When one of those regrets shows up in Denerim after a ten year absence, Cat has to come to terms not only with what she has been unable to leave behind, but with what she wants for her own future.

For a moment, she forgot how to breathe, and her eyes met his. Despite the easy tenor in his voice, his eyes were dark with an expression that Cataline suspected she recognized, but was too afraid to name.


I know, the border lines we drew between us
Keep the weapons down, keep the wounded safe
I know, our antebellum innocence was
Never meant to see the light of our armistice day.

 -“Antebellum” by Vienna Teng


22 Drakonis, 9:21 Dragon

Spring always came slowly to Highever. Even when the trees stubbornly began to bud and the first insistent blooms would peek their heads out of the ground, the air maintained a chill and the rivers ran cold. Yet somehow, it was still one of Cataline Cousland’s favorite times of the year. There was so much potential in the world in the spring, and she loved seeing the color return to the land after the long dark sleep of winter. It also meant the spring holiday away from school, which she had been looking forward to more than usual this year.

This year, her father’s best friend from childhood, Rendon Howe, and his family were visiting from Amaranthine. Cat had felt a bit guilty for being so excited: she knew her mother was always uncomfortable when the Howes came to visit, and Thomas Howe was downright antagonistic to poor Thea, but her heart had still skipped a beat when her dad had told them. Delilah, the middle daughter who at eleven was the same age as Cat, was nice enough, but it was Nathaniel that she had really been looking forward to seeing.

They were all outside at the moment. Cat and Delilah were working on a jigsaw puzzle and trying to ignore Thomas, who was doing his best to steal her attention away. He had already seen his tenth birthday earlier that year and had developed an unfortunately aggressive nature towards Cat. The fact that she had tried to gently dissuade his attention was completely lost on him. Nathaniel, on the other hand, barely seemed to acknowledge her existence. He had turned thirteen the previous fall, and already saw himself as being too old to hang around with the “children.” The only exception seemed to be little Theadosia, who Nathaniel still didn’t pay much mind to, but he also didn’t roll his eyes at her quite as much as he did his younger siblings.

Her cousin was the youngest of them all. She would be celebrating her ninth birthday tomorrow, but her precocious nature meant that she tended to interact more comfortably with adults than with her peers. Thea had come to live with Bryce and Eleanor Cousland almost a year ago, though Cat had never really been told the reason why. Her parents had patiently explained that it was because the private school Cat attended would offer Thea more opportunities, and wasn’t she excited to have another girl in the house? She had been, actually; she and Thea were more sisters than cousins, but she’d also always suspected there was more to it than what she had been told.

At the moment, Thea was sitting quietly in a lawn chair watching Nathaniel as he sent practice arrows at the target Bryce had set up for him as a concession for the older boy having to spend his spring break in the country instead of the city. No, Cat corrected herself, not watching Nathaniel. Watching the bow. Thea was a curious child, and constantly picking up new skills. Cat was the one whose gaze kept drifting towards Nathaniel himself.

“Come on, Cat,” Thomas wheedled beside her. “Let’s go do something fun.”

“I am having fun, Tommy,” Cat gestured to the puzzle that she and Delilah were working on. “Do you want to help us work on this?”

He snorted derisively. “Looks boring as shit.”

“Tommy!” Delilah gasped. “Don’t let father her you hear you say that.”

“Yeah, right, ‘cause he cares what I say. You know he’ll let me do whatever I want,” he taunted. He tried to grab Cat’s wrist, but she jerked it away.

“I said no, Thomas.”

“I’ll tell my dad and he’ll make you play with me.”

Cat groaned internally. “I don’t think my dad would let him.”

“Says you.”

“Exactly. And I believe she said you can go away.” a cool voice came from behind him, and Cat looked around to see Theadosia standing on the deck, her little arms crossed and a glare in her storm blue eyes. In true Thea fashion, her feet were bare and slightly dirty from running around wild, but if anything it only made her look more fierce, as did the strands of auburn hair that had come loose from her braid and were sticking out at odd angles. Cat sighed. She knew Thea’s temper, and if she got involved, it wasn’t going to end well.

“It’s ok, Thea,” she tried to soothe her cousin, “I can handle it.”

“Yeah, back off orphan,” Thomas sneered at her and, before either girl could react, gave Cataline a hard pinch on the arm.

“Hey,” she shrieked. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Nathaniel set his bow on the ground and stalk towards his brother, but by the time he reached them it was too late.

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STUPPY VOL.04 HITSUGI (NIGHTMARE)INTERVIEW PAGE 098

ENGLISH TRANSLATION BY BLUE_VELVET_DREAMS

Finally i was able to finish translating this interview. It is officially my first translation ^_^ . I did the translation from Japanese to Greek and then from Greek to English so i apologize for any grammatical errors!

Enjoy but please do not re post  without asking for my permission first ok? In this interview Hitsugi talks about three topics : Alcohol,Tattoos/Piercings and Animals……

ALCOHOL

Hitsugi-Kun do you like drinking alcohol or do you enjoy hanging out drinking with friends?

I wonder if someone drinks alone, does that mean that he likes alcohol itself? If that’s the case then it’s the first one*(laughs). Generally i also drink when i am home alone . The other day,3-4 days ago, within six months i didn’t drink for about a day,usually i drink every day. That day,that i didn’t drink, i noticed that i felt strange.

* He means that he likes drinking alcohol in general with or without his friends

And what was that thing that you noticed?

If i described it to you, you would think i’m trash but (laughs) when i’m home alone and  in my body there is no alcohol, i feel something unusual. That doesn’t mean that i’m not satisfied or that i want to drink no matter what but i feel like “something” today is different than usual. Last year during summer i was injured and i shouldn’t drink alcohol for about 3 weeks but when i started drinking(again) i had this feeling. (bitter smile)

For Hitsugi-Kun drinking alcohol is  something normal, it has become a habit, right?

Something like that, if i decide to keep on drinking i guess that wouldn’t be good for my body(for my health) and i would also make people worry for my condition if it’s ok. But i do not have any pathological problem to worry. Because i drink every day that does not mean that every day i drink that much(laughs). It is not always like this, lately  or should i say this year i thought that i should be careful. In other words, the other day was the first test to give a one day rest to my liver(laughs).

For Hitsugi-Kun in which situation drinking is more enjoyable?

When i drink with friends, during tour  with the other members of the group, with staff, although i already like alcohol the best of all is when i drink after the last concert of the tour. when i drink after being relieved is like a reward , i like that very much.

TATTOO-PIERCINGS

For  Hitsugi-Kun, which one  was first? (tattoos or piercings)

Piercings. I did my first one when i was 15. When i started high school because a lot of people around me did it i thought “i want to try it too ” and that was the beginning. But everybody first pierce their ear right? That’s why i pierced my mouth. I did it myself during a class lesson.

That is a very shocking confession.

At that moment with a friend of mine who was sitting at the back seat we said “ lets do a mouth piercing”. The conversation was like “whoever does the piercing first, wins ” and so we did.During the lesson having an eraser in our mouths and with  a safety pin we did the piercing(laughs). It was sort of  a test to try out our strength and courage. At that challenge i was the winner. But no one should try to imitate such thing. if you want a piercing please you should definitely go to a professional.  

However Hitsugi-Kun you have a lot of piercings.

The number of piercings increased  at once since Nightmare begun. Because at that time on the one hand i had no confidence with my looks (my face) and on the other hand i wanted my existence to be unique among other bands. Since then i thought to give emphasis on piercings and on makeup.

And when did you start getting tattoos?

Because when i did the piercings my parents were very angry (laughs) i decided that regarding tattoos, i wouldn’t get one unless i got their permission first. That’s why i got them when Nightmare became major after we did the first concert. Then i convinced my parents and the first tattoo i  got was a dragon on my shoulder. I wanted to get a dragon that would look like rising up. After that the number of tattoos increased. *But i have decided that i do not want to be provocative especially during important family ceremonies so i will not get tattoos that are visible. You might think that this is not very cool(laughs) but  i want to keep that promise.

* “important family ceremonies” like weddings or funerals he doesn’t want to have any visible tattoos because that would be rude.

ANIMALS

Since you used to put a tail on your clothes Hitsugi-Kun you love animals right?

Yes i love them very much. I have tattooed the names of Cocoa and zela (Hitsugi’s dogs).I also like cats  although i don’t have any. When i was little i used to have a bunny as well. When i was a kid i also used to  like insects. I used to catch crickets, beetles,i also used to catch a lot of spiders.I had found Jorogumo spiders. I had put them inside a cage for insects and they made a nest, it was small so i guess it was squeezy in there. One day i opened the cage and i was surprised to see that it was covered in white with web. I couldn’t figure out if the spiders were in or out of the cage (laughs).

And what happened to those spiders?

I left them outside the house. My mother did not want them. Besides insects i also used to bring back home lizards, frog eggs. I used to put the frog eggs inside a bucket and i was happy when they became tadpoles. When the tadpoles started to multiply i would throw them back to the river. And then it was also this! i used to have that snake that is a little bit poisonous and it is called “Yamakagashi” .

And about that snake your mother typically said….

There was no way to keep it. She was furious (laughs). I expressed my desire “I want to keep it” and i put it in a bigger cage for insects, it didn’t have a name. I just called it snake.I don’t know why but this as well, one day run away. I woke up in the morning and the top of the cage was destroyed from inside. Although i looked for it , it was nowhere. I couldn’t tell my parents that the snake had run away, so i told them that i had left it in the mountains. Since then, this snake was never found. Maybe it has become a huge snake now, under the floor of my parents house, protecting the house(laughs).

The Wedding

Something felt different about Calvin and Taylor’s relationship. From day one, they knew it. Taylor was so happy that it made everyone a little happier as well. The way they acted around each other was similar to best friends, always goofing around, making jokes and laughing at each other. They respected each other and they loved each other. They didn’t know it would be like this. It was so unexpected. Taylor hadn’t dated anyone in over two years and had said multiple times she didn’t need anyone in her life like that but then they met at the Brits and instantly clicked. She was nervous, for sure and so was he. They started talking and all their friends noticed their stupid smiles, every time there was a text message alert or when they called each other. Karlie had noticed it first since she was with Taylor at the Brits, the whole way back to the hotel, Taylor would try to stop herself from smiling, failing miserably of course. Karlie was happy for her, they hit off really well and Karlie was glad she had agreed to go on a date with him. The date turned into more dates and the dates turned into a relationship. Taylor didn’t think it would work because of their busy schedules as she was about to go on her world tour and he had a residency in Vegas but somehow it worked, they Facetimed everyday and saw each other in any break they had in between shows. Their relationship was going amazing and everyone saw how clearly happy they were with each other. And when they told everyone they were engaged, they were extremely happy. The world had been happy for them too, Taylor’s fans were ecstatic. Anyone who looked at them knew they would end up together.

And as the wedding day rolled around, everyone was busy with something. Either it was last minute dress fittings or setting everything in motions as the big day came closer and closer. Taylor didn’t want anything too big. Nothing extravagant. She wanted a simple wedding. They invited all their friends and flew their families to Rhode Island, where the wedding would happen. The wedding would be held at Taylor’s mansion. They had been planning the wedding for about a month, juggling everything so their wedding day would be perfect.

Taylor was sitting in her room in the morning. It was eight am and the wedding would be in a two hours. She was marrying the man she loved. The man who made her believe in love again and who stood by her side through anything. The smile wouldn’t leave her face as she sat on the bed, waiting for her bridesmaids, Selena, Martha, Jaime and Abigail and Karlie, her maid of honor. The decision of who the maid of honor should be was quite difficult but Taylor settled for Karlie, who was super excited. She would’ve made all her friends bridesmaids if she could. The girls had thrown Taylor a Bachelorette party and they had an amazing time as did Calvin and his friends. Calvin had at least one condition for the party his friends insisted on throwing for him: no strippers. They had laughed but obviously obeyed. All in all the night before the wedding had been great for both of them and now their happiest day had arrived.  

“Taylor?” Karlie called out as she entered the room. Taylor smiled at her and motioned for her to come in. “Ready for your big day, babe?” Karlie sat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulders.

“I’m so ready. Karlie, I can’t believe this day has finally arrived.” She sighed, grinning.

“I know, right? My best friend is getting married!”Karlie squealed before all the other girls walked into the room.

“Where’s the bride?” Selena yelled as they all started laughing. “Let’s make you hot so your hubby won’t be able to take his eyes, or hands for that matter off of you.” Selena said, hugging Taylor. She laughed and held her friend in tight grip.

“Sel, we all know he won’t take his hands off of her even if she was wearing cat pajamas.” The group cracked up once again.

After about an hour and a half later, Taylor was in front of the mirror, wearing her wedding dress. She looked so beautiful and it brought a plethora of happiness to everyone standing in the room, including her mother, who had arrived a few minutes ago. She looked ineffably gorgeous; some may dare to say perfect. The Ellie Saab gown fitted her perfectly. Since it was summer time, the dress had short sleeves. The princess like gown flowed from her waist and the neckline followed her collarbone almost to the tip of her shoulders, the organza flowers and the white gemstones embroidered over the tulle fabric made Taylor look like an absolute angel.

“Oh, sweetie, you look so beautiful.” Andrea told her, wiping the tears from her face. Taylor turned to look at her.

“Stop crying, you’re going to make me cry.” She hugged her mother, smiling. She looked at herself in the mirror again and smiled. Soon she would be married, thinking about that made her want to jump around as she did earlier in the morning when no one was in the room, because they wanted to maintain the tradition of not sleeping with each other the night before the wedding.

Meanwhile, in another room, Calvin was pacing back and forth. “Can’t I just call her?” He whined, looking at Burns.

“No, you were the one who told us not to let you call her until the wedding, dude.” He laughed as Calvin sighed. This had been going on for about fifteen minutes. Calvin had told them not to let him call her or contact her in any way because he thought that if he called her, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from walking over to the other side of the house to see her but now all he wanted to do was talk to her.

“I just want hear her voice.” He said, sitting down.

“That’s so fucking cheesy, it makes me want to throw up.” Burns made gagging noises and everyone in the room laughed.

“What about a text? That’s fine right?” He wondered. They thought about it for a moment before agreeing. A text message wouldn’t be bad.  

In the other room, Taylor’s phone beeped with a sound of a text message alert. “Abi, can you grab my phone?” She asked and Abigail nodded, reaching for it on the bedside table.

“Seems like your husband to be misses you.” She giggled, handing Taylor her phone. Once she heard that, she excitedly unlocked her phone.

‘Hey, beautiful, I just wanted to tell you I can’t wait to meet you at the altar and that I miss you. I hate being away from you. I love you, my love and I’m incredibly happy that I’m marrying you today xx’ the message read making Taylor’s lips curve into a smile. She responded quickly with sweet words and shut her phone, going back to letting them make their last touches on her look. She peaked at the clock, in about ten minutes, she would be marrying the man she loved.  

Calvin, now stood at the altar waiting for her. She hadn’t let him see the dress and he was wishing to see it badly, especially when she was wearing it. He was unable to stop smiling, he was marrying her. My god, it felt like a movie!

“Taylor? You ready?” Her father knocked on the door and she took a deep breath. It was happening. Scott walked into the room and his eyes traveled to his daughter. It brought tears to his eyes to see her.

“I’m ready. Let’s go!” She grinned. They descended the stairs to the backyard, where the guests were already sitting. “This is it.” She breathed, nervously. Through the window, she saw everyone, her friends, her family, his family and she the corners of her lips turned upwards softly. It would now be their family.

“You can still run, you know?” Scott joked. Taylor giggled. She loved that her father was joking around with her; it made her feel less nervous.

“The only place I’m running to is him.” She murmured, joyfully. They ambled along the corridor that led them outside. A few seconds later, the music started playing and Calvin’s heart skipped a beat for a second.

Then the beautiful angle that would be his wife appeared in front of him. A single tear slipped through his eye as he looked upon her. It took his breath away, it took everyone’s breath away as she walked down the aisle. He smiled broadly at her and it seemed as if everyone around them disappeared. Their eyes locked. Blue on green. As Taylor got closer, his heartbeat increased with each step she took, her face was glowing, her smile was enough to make his knees go weak. “Take care of her.” Her father told him as he handed her hand to Calvin.

“You look breathtaking, my love.” He whispered, looking into her eyes. They took a step towards the priest.

“Friends, we have joined here today to share with Taylor and Adam an important moment in their lives. Their time together, they have seen their love and understanding of each other grow and blossom and now they have decided to live out the rest of their lives as one.” The priest began the ceremony. “‘Marriage has certain qualities of contract, in which two people take on the housekeeping tasks of living together, to enhance life’s joy. However, marriage is more than a contract. Marriage is commitment to take that joy deep, deeper happiness, deep into the discovery of who you most truly are. It is a commitment to a spiritual journey, to a life of becoming – in which joy can comprehend despair, running through rivers of pain into joy again. And thus marriage is even deeper than commitment. It is a covenant- a covenant says: I love you. I trust you. I will be here for you when you are hurting, and when I am hurting, I will not leave. It is a covenant intended not to provide haven from pain or from anger and sorrow. Life offers no such haven. Instead, marriage is intended to provide a sanctuary safe enough to risk loving, to risk living and sharing from the center of oneself. This is worth everything.’ ” The priest spoke, while Taylor and Calvin looked at each other, smiling. “Adam, do you take Taylor to be your lawful wedded wife? Will you love, comfort, honor and protect her; forsaking all others to be faithful to her until death do you apart?” He turned to Calvin.

“I do.” He responded, grinning down at her.

“And Taylor, do you take Adam to be your lawful wedded husband? Will you love, comfort, honor and protect him; forsaking all others to be faithful to him until death do you apart?”

“I do.” She answered, holding back tears.

“Now, Taylor and Adam have chosen to write their own vows.” The priest, whose name was Michael, announced.

“My love, being here today is amazing. Knowing that I get to spend the rest of my life with you makes me want to jump up and down and cry which is getting very difficult not to do because you look beautiful.” He paused, laughing lightly. “From the time we first met, I have always been intrigued by you. When Ellie introduced us, I was quite nervous because you were gorgeous and funny and sweet. You smiled at me and I swear I felt little dizzy. Cheesy, I know. Then I got to know you better and your eyes became my favorite thing to look at. Your voice is what I long to hear after a long day. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you. I promise to love you with every fiber of my being for the rest of my life. I promise you that I’ll keep on enjoying watching you dance.” He smirked causing her to giggle. “I’ll keep on loving your cat pajamas and your obsession with pop tarts. But above all, I promise to respect you and I promise that I’ll be there for you at all times. No exceptions. Forever.” He finished and everyone had tears in their eyes, including Taylor, who was crying more than anyone.

“Oh man, I told myself I wouldn’t cry.” She said making everyone laugh a little. “Adam, I can’t wait to begin this new chapter of my life, our life. Before I met you, I was happy, I was starting  my world tour and I didn’t think I could be happier but then we met and I realized that being happier than I was then, was actually possible. You made me happier than anyone else. I have been through a lot of heartbreak and guys who hurt me badly but all that pain, all that suffering led me to you, to this moment and I know that now I have a partner for the rest of my life. I know that you’ll stand by me. You have all this time, you accepted everything that came with being with me. All those headlines and cameras didn’t seem to bother you and you protected me from everything and I know you will continue to do so. I’ll do the same for you. I really do love you and I always will.” Everyone present smiled at their exchange of words. There was something beautiful unique about watching two people confess their love to one another, watching them gaze at each other like the rest of the world didn’t matter.

They were given their rings after they had pronounced their vows, the symbol of their love. “With this ring, I thee wed. I offer you my hand and my heart as I know it will be safe with you. All that I am I give to you and all that I have I share with you.” They both said the same as they placed the rings on each other’s fingers. They were finally married.

“You have been living your life as individuals. Now you will live it as one. By the power vested in me by the state of Rhode Island, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride.” Michael smiled. Calvin leaned forward, capturing Taylor’s lips in a passionate kiss, all the sounds of people clapping and cheering dissipating around them as they got lost in each other’s lips. When they pulled away, their eyes gazing into one another’s as their smiles were about to break their faces.

“Well, hello, Mrs. Wiles.” He pecked her cheek.

“I like that.” They laughed together, entering a new chapter of their lives but with many more to come.

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