#i needed to crop the carpenter shoes

[livetogether--diealone]

LEWIS, thursday - SINGAPORE 2023

Photos by Clive Rose

[queenofthekings]

all because I liked a boy.

Summary: After Nancy and Steve breakup, you help Steve through his emotions. Although, the rumour mill around school seems to do nothing but make the situation worse.

Authors Note: This story was inspired by the Sabrina Carpenter song "All Because I Liked a Boy". I have an obsession with Gamer!Steve and this obsession won't go away, originally it was just gonna be Gamer!Reader but @corroded-hellfire wrote that Gamer!Steve fic for me, I couldn't not make Steve a gamer too. Plus, the idea of having a gamer squad made up of Eddie, Robin, Steve and Reader is all I need.

CW: Slutshaming, drinking, swearing, reader plays Call of Duty, Steve is an ABBA stan, fluff.

Word count: 3.2k

Any hate will not be tolerated, constructive criticism is welcomed.

A typical Friday night for you would be spent doing your homework for the week and playing video games, or the better way to phrase it would be answering one maths question when you felt like it in between endless rounds on Call of Duty Zombies and slices of pizza.

Over the sounds of the game and the music blaring in your room, you barely heard the ding of your phone. You lean back in your chair to see who’d texted you, but the screen went dark once you were in the right position to do so, shrugging, you returned to gaming and pizza.

You ignored several more pings, focusing more on the game until your phone began ringing loudly. The obnoxious shriek of “holy fuckin shit that’s my best friend” emitted from your phone causing you to roll your eyes as you knew who was calling.

Leaning back again, you grabbed the phone and answered it, expertly still able to kill zombies simultaneously. “Roadkill Cafe, you kill it, we grill it. This is Y/N, how can I help you?”

“There’s a party at Amy’s tonight, do you wanna go with me?”

You took a small bite of your pizza before answering. “I’ve got homework.”

“You’re literally on round 34 on Zetsubou No Shima and have just pack-a-punched your ray gun.”

You went quiet for a moment, sitting up in your chair and pausing the game. “How did you know that?”

“I can literally see you through your window; so, stop camping in the corner and go to this party with me.”

You turned to your window, Steve waving at you when you noticed him. You gave him a forced smile, throwing up your middle finger and hanging up on him. Pulling down your blinds, you stared between your wardrobe and the TV – as much as you’d far prefer to stay home and finish your pizza and play more rounds of Call of Duty, you know Steve would never let you hear the end of it.

Sighing, you kicked your gaming chair out the way and made your way to the wardrobe to pull the doors open. After pondering about what to wear for a few minutes, you grabbed a grey crop top and some black denim shorts.

After dressing, you frantically brushed the untidy mess that was your hair and placed it into space buns before starting on your makeup. You decided on a more neutral look, knowing it would all be gone in a few hours.

Satisfied with your outfit, you grabbed your purse and converse and made your way downstairs. You sat on the stairs to put your shoes on and tie your laces, calling out to your mom that you were going out with Steve and would either be home late or would stay over at his.

Your mom made a slight grunt in response, turning up the TV as she watched some mindless gameshow. Ever since your dad left, she was either there and waiting for him to come back or burring herself in work. You couldn’t find it in your heart to tell her that dad wasn’t going to come back, not this time.

Shaking your head to ignore that thought, you stood up and left your house, finding Steve parked right in front of your front door, with him leaning against the car. You smiled at him as you walked down the path towards him. “Harrington, this party better change my entire existence or I’m blocking you.”

Steve laughed as he opened the passenger side door before walking around the back of the car to get in on his side. “You’d miss me too much after just half an hour, don’t you lie to me.”

You shook your head as you climbed in, barely able to strap yourself in before Steve drove off. Driving to the party in his car was how usually car rides are with you and Steve; chaotic. The pair of you had ABBA blaring through the car speakers, with both of you screaming the lyrics like a pair of coyotes.

Arriving at the party, Steve parked a couple of houses down – mostly because there was no space in Amy’s driveway but also to potentially make sure nobody would drunkenly damage the car. Unfortunately for Steve, that had happened one too many times and since you didn’t have a car, the pair of you couldn’t alternate whose car you took to parties. He’d nagged you for months to get a car but that was before your dad left and the nagging stopped after that.

The pair of you gave a quick smile to each other before heading inside, almost instantly losing each other in the crowd. Steve had gone to see his own friends while you had politely pushed through the crowd to find a drink, making a mental note to get one for Steve as well.

You poured yourself a shot of vodka into a cup before filling the rest of it with a coke, you didn’t want to get too drunk, but you knew that pacing yourself with the alcohol was the best way forward. Parties weren’t entirely your kind of scene, although you enjoyed them occasionally.

Steve was always the life of every party he attended, everyone would gravitate towards him while all you could do was move out of the way and tell him good luck with the horde.

You poured a vodka and coke for Steve too before vacating the table, trying to find him. By the time you did find him in the living room, he’d already had a couple of beers in him – how, you had no idea. Laughing at his happy and buzzed self, you handed him the vodka and coke and watched him down it in several seconds.

Taking a sip of your drink, you leaned over to him. “Steve, you gotta take it easy, I’m not driving your drunk ass home.”

Steve shrugged you off. “I’m not even that drunk, baby!”

You raised an eyebrow at him, laughing. “You only call me that when you’re drunk, I’ll be outside if you need me.” You patted his arm before walking outside to the patio, drink still in hand.

Arriving outside, you gave a nod towards the host before finding a quieter spot. Before everything that had happened, you would always be the one drinking everyone under the table and getting blackout drunk but now you always felt out of place at parties.

You couldn’t tell if that was because of your dad or since Nancy and Steve broke up; the three of you would always go to parties together. When they did break up, it hit Steve pretty hard and you could tell it was still hurting him. He didn’t have many people to go to, either. They’d decided to keep their breakup very private, only telling a select few people because in their eyes, it was nobody else’s business but theirs.

The only downside to not telling everyone they were broken up is that people would ask both of them how the relationship was going and why they weren’t sitting together at lunch. You could tell anytime someone asked Steve, a small piece of him died inside and you’d always step in with some nonsense excuse and have to console him before classes started up.

By the time Steve joined you, he very much was closer to being wasted than sober, happily stumbling through the backyard with a bottle of vodka in his hand that somehow never broke, no matter how many times he almost fell. He joined you on the trampoline you were sat on and joined you in staring up at the stars, nudging your shoulder to offer you the bottle.

You happily accepted, taking a long swig of the bitter drink before handing it back. The pair of you didn’t say anything as you sat and drank in silence, just enjoying each other’s presence.

“Am I bullshit?” Steve asked after a long silence, you looked over at him. He didn’t look back, just kept staring up at the stars and just from only seeing the side of his face, you could tell he was almost in tears.

“What do you mean?” You took the bottle from him, assuming he’d just had too much to drink and had a case of not having a filter and would say anything that came to his head. Although there was that sinking feeling in your stomach that told you he meant the question wholeheartedly, alcohol or not.

“It’s what Nancy said before she,” his words caught in his throat, and you could really tell he was really struggling not to cry. “Before she broke up with me. And I guess it’s just been replaying in my head ever since, so much that I believe it.”

Your heart broke in that moment to see your best friend, the one person who’s had your back since the day you were born be reduced to a broken shell of their former self over a girl who broke up with him two weeks beforehand. You shook your head, placing the lid back onto the bottle and hugged him tightly. “You’re not bullshit, Steve. You could never be bullshit to me, okay? And I’ll keep telling you that every damn day until that voice in your head stops talking.”

You felt him nod against your shoulder before breaking the hug, sniffing a little. He stared at your face for a few moments, his hazel eyes locked with yours before he leaned into you and his lips connected with yours. You froze for a moment before finally kissing him back.

As much as you kept it hidden; you did have a crush on Steve but surely everyone did, right? You weren’t going to do anything about the crush anyway since he was your best friend and you knew how messy breakups between friends can be.

But yet, here you were, kissing your best friend and you were loving every second of it. You moved your hand to wrap around the back of his neck, while his hand moved to cup your cheek. There was nothing lustful or desperate about the kiss, it seemed to be as innocent as the first snowfall of the year.

All too soon the kiss is over when Steve loses his balance and almost falls off the trampoline, causing you to grab him and snap out of your trance. Both of you burst into laughter, instantly going back into bed friend mode.

“Alright, Monkey-Brain, I think you need to go home and take a nice long sleep,” you gently patted his arm. Steve tried to protest but you shushed him and both of you staggered back inside. As dangerous as you knew it was to drink and drive, you knew you couldn’t just leave Steve to sleep in the car, you more or less had no choice.

“Getting a DUI better be worth it for your ass,” you muttered as you shoved him into the back of his car, grabbing his keys from his jacket pocket and beginning the drive back to his house. While you weren’t drunk, you certainly weren’t sober enough to be able to drive safely.

Thankfully, you were able to get both you and Steve home safely without much trouble. You left Steve in his own bed, barely able to take anymore of his clothes off after his jeans, shoes and jacket before the sexual jokes came in. “If you wanted me naked that badly, you should’ve just asked.”

You raised an eyebrow up at him, starting to walk towards his door to leave. “Steve, I’m being nice. Now I’m going home, I’ll talk to you in the morning or whenever you wake up.”

Once he noticed you were being serious, he sat up and instantly looked like he was going to cry. “Please don’t go, I’m sorry.”

You sighed, coming back to his bed to hold his hand. “I’m only a phone call away if you need me in the night, okay? I’m sorry for snapping. I love you, now get some sleep.”

He nodded, squeezing your hand twice before mumbling out an “I love you too” and passing out. You smiled at him before making your way home and collapsing into your own bed.

By the time you woke up at sometime that afternoon, your phone was blowing up with texts and notifications on every social media you had. Downing most of your bottled water and a headache pill, you finally opened your phone to see what had happened only to be greeted with photos of you and Steve from last night – mostly kissing on the trampoline. There was no denying it was you and him, your clothes and his hair gave it away instantly.

You felt your heard drop as you read through what people were saying – almost every single message was abusive. Calling you a whore, a slut, a homewrecker and sometimes worse than that. After reading a few of them, you threw your phone down and sobbed into your pillow.

As much as you didn’t blame Steve nor Nancy for what happened, you wished they’d just been open about their breakup. At least then she wouldn’t get blamed for it or Steve would be seen as a cheater.

You called Steve through your tears, hoping he would be awake. He picked up after the third ring. “I guess you’ve seen the pictures,” was all he could manage to say.

“Yeah,” your voice wobbled as you tried to make it sound like you weren’t crying. “I know it’s stupid to cry over but this shit isn’t okay.”

“It is. I’m so sorry you have to deal with this, I’m trying to get them to back off but nobody’s listening to me.”

You sighed, shaking your head. “If you hadn’t kissed me, this shit wouldn’t have happened.”

Steve went quiet for a moment. “I know and I’m sorry. I’ve just wanted to kiss you for so long and I didn’t know it would bite us in the ass.”

You hesitated. “How long have you wanted to kiss me?”

“I mean, I’ve liked you for years but you were my best friend and I respect you too much to ruin our friendship,” he admitted. “But no matter what, I’ll stick by you through this. And probably by tomorrow, they would’ve moved onto something else.”

Only by Monday, the harassment now was everywhere you went. Your locker was completely destroyed with some kind of black ink covering everything inside, completely ruining your books and belongings, you were getting shouted at in the halls and at lunch you had milk poured over your head.

Tuesday was the same.

And so was Wednesday.

By Thursday, you took the day off school, unable to face the harassment in person but it wouldn’t stop it online. After school was over, you and Steve got into a party on PlayStation. “How’re you doing?”

“I just wanna cry and play video games,” you almost sobbed out, your tears coming back after not being around for a while.

Steve chuckled almost bitterly, scrolling through his gaming library for a game. “I can fire up Zombies if you want, unless you’re in the mood for Dead By Daylight or your favourite; Dead Island.”

“If you make me play Dead Island one more time, I’m coming over there and personally pissing on your PlayStation.”

Steve was almost howling with laughter, causing you to laugh too, even through your tears. Once he stopped laughing, he spoke up. “I know, I’ll get Robin and Eddie in to play Zombies to take your mind off things.”

“Sure,” you said quietly, wiping away your tears and relaxing back into your gaming chair.

After a couple of hours, you, Eddie, Robin, and Steve were thoroughly enjoying your game of Zombies, all four of you laughing and throwing around joking insults the entire time. Until your phone pinged. Once. Twice. Three times. And it didn’t stop for a few seconds, everyone noticing you going quiet.

Your bottom lip trembled as tears swelled up in your eyes before you turned off your phone and took a few seconds to compose yourself. “Eddie, I need you to cover me while I pack-a-punch.”

“Sure thing, I’m close to being able to as well,” he replied, switching back into gamer mode along with you.

The four of you gamed for a few more hours until the late hours and it was just you and Steve left. “You okay?” He asked, leaning in his chair to look through your window.

You shrugged, keeping your back to him. “Eh, I’m alright. Gaming with you and the guys helped a lot.”

“You gonna go back to school tomorrow?” he sounded almost hopeful in his voice, even if he already knew the answer.

“Not tomorrow, no. I’m coming back on Friday though,” you almost grimaced through the phone, regretting telling anyone your plans because you knew there was no going back on your word now.

He almost felt his heart sink a little. All he wanted to do was protect you but he knew the only real way he could was to reveal that he and Nancy had been broken up for closer to a month and the kiss between him and you had nothing to do with it.

But most of all, honestly, he wanted to start dating you and if anyone had a problem with it, they could keep it to themselves.

Both you and Steve stayed home from school the next day, playing games all day and doing your best to make each other laugh as much as possible. You’d confided in him how nervous you were to go back to school the next day and Steve only reminded you that he’d protect you as best as he could.

The pair of you fell asleep still on a phone call together, both of your phones running out of battery before you’d woken up. Which was part of Steve’s plan; he didn’t want you to wake up and read any of the hateful messages so not having any phone battery for the whole day ensured that.

Although you got up late that morning, Steve was still able to take you in, his hand holding onto yours the whole way there. He stopped right outside the school and turned to you. “I’m just gonna go to park and I’ll see you inside, okay?”

You hesitantly nodded before getting out, watching Steve drive off for a few seconds before you took a deep breath and opening the doors and stepping inside. You walked through the busy halls, desperately trying not to be noticed. Everyone’s voices almost becoming deafening to you as you tried to not have a panic attack; you saw a few people stare at you and that only seemed to make things worse.

You almost jumped out of your skin as you felt someone’s hand hold yours, turning towards them, you felt your heart swell when you saw Steve. “Hi,” you barely choked out, tears welling up in your eyes and threatening to fall down your cheeks.

“Hi,” he smiled back, leading you through the halls, never once letting go of your hand.

[asongofstarkandtargaryen]

JON SNOW DAY 15 : Jon & The Smith  (Faith of the Seven)

If you were told to associate Jon Snow with one of the seven deites of the Seven you would probably draw comparisons between him and the Warrior.

When Catelyn prays to the Seven, she sees Jon's face among those who resemble the Warrior.

"The Warrior stands before the foe...[...] He protects the little children"; as a popular song of the seven kingdoms informs us. And what are the Black brothers if not protectors of the realm?

I'm not denying the connection between the Warrior's image and Jon Snow. I just wanted to talk about his less explored connection to the Smith.

So, who is The Smith?

Meribald turned back to Podrick. "I have never known a boy who did not love the Warrior. I am old, though, and being old, I love the Smith. Without his labor, what would the Warrior defend? Every town has a smith, and every castle. They make the plows we need to plant our crops, the nails we use to build our ships, iron shoes to save the hooves of our faithful horses, the bright swords of our lords. No one could doubt the value of a smith, and so we name one of the Seven in his honor, but we might as easily have called him the Farmer or the Fisherman, the Carpenter or the Cobbler. What he works at makes no matter. What matters is, he works.

AFFC, BRIENNE V

According to Septon Meribald, the Smith is someone who works and his labor is used to help other people.

Jon is the only character on a position of power  (being Lord Commander) who has also working experience. Unlike the rest of lordings/kings & queens who simply inherit their title, he had to earn his own. When he first joined the Night's Watch, he had to work, like eveybody else who was a newcomer. Jon being the previous Lord Commander's steward means that he was used to serving - and giving his personal labor- before he started to rule and give orders.

Here are the tasks of the stewards, the order in which Jon belonged before he became Lord Commander:

Chett gave an angry scowl. "I'm a steward. You think it's easy work, fit for cowards? The order of stewards keeps the Watch alive. We hunt and farm, tend the horses, milk the cows, gather firewood, cook the meals. Who do you think makes your clothing? Who brings up supplies from the south? The stewards."

AGOT, JON V

Also, according to Brother Narbert, the Smith gave horses to men in order to help them to do their work:

The jest did not sit well with Brother Narbert. "You are a knight, ser. Driftwood is a beast of burden. The Smith gave men horses to help them in their labors."

Here the Smith is presented as the asoiaf universe Prometheus from greek mythology. Just like Prometheus gave fire to men to aid them, the Smith gave them horses.

Does Jon Snow has any Prometheus - Smith moment? Tha answer to this question is, more than one. At the beginning of the first book, he gave his little sister a sword so she could learn to protect herself. He asked an actual smith to make that sword and when he presented it to Arya, he also gave her the first fighting lesson: stick them with the pointy end. Both the sword and that first lesson are significant on Arya's journey and help her survive (along with the swordsmanship skills she received later on).

During the Night's Watch journey beyond the Wall, Jon found - thanks to his direwolf- dragonglass at The Fist of First Men.  Unlike other Black Brothers who are skeptical of dragonglass, Jon believes that those materials were buried due to their importance and decides to make weapons out of them and give them to his friends and Jeor Mormont. He becomes a sort of literal smith offering weapons to those who are dear to him in order to help them protect themselves.  Sometime later, Sam will use one of those daggers Jon made to kill an Other.  Jon Snow as Prometheus - Smith served his purpose to aid men with his gift.

[avian-writes]

Alice & Avi in Pelican Town

Me and my sisters play as our OCs in Stardew Valley so here are some snippets of their time in Pelican Town! It’s in a different style than most of my WIPs, so please tell me what you think~ :)

Words: 1,239

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Alice laid on the twin bed all by her lonesome in her darkened bedroom, curled up in the thin blanket with her face buried in the mattress. Hidden from the cruel, hideous world that took her grandpa from her. One that refused to even give its empty condolences; one that went on without the last stable presence in her life; one that didn’t give a damn her world was shattered once again. The same one that already took her parents and most of her siblings away.

Her fingers dug into the fabric until the quilt started to form jagged bruises in their design. Quickly letting up her hold but not letting go of her lifeline: brown and pink squares stitched together lovingly just days before passing. A sniffle escaped her throat and she snuggled deeper into her cloth abyss.

A knock at the door interrupted her lamenting, opening without invitation to enter. Her brother kept his distance though she knew could practically hear his hands clenching and unclenching, wanting to hug her. “How are you feeling?”

Silence. The only answer he’d gotten for days. When they got the call. When they were at the funeral home. When they visited the grave every week for the past month. Bits and pieces of dialogue that just turned into no speaking at all at some point.

Avi sighed and held up an envelope. “How about this?”

After a moment’s hesitation, she poked the very top of her head out. Just enough as an acknowledgement of her brother’s proposition. He smiled and opened the letter, scanning it thoroughly several times before walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed. “Read it.”

Multiple seconds went by, but Alice finally slowly rolled down the blanket to take the letter then snapped it back into place over her head. She read the letter under the safety of her deflated fort while Avi waited patiently.

After a long time, even after reading and rereading the fateful letter, she emerged from her swaddle and sat slumped over on the bed. “Are we going?” she asked.

He expressed visible relief at hearing her voice and she sucked in a teary breath. “I don’t think we really have a choice. Do you want to stay here?”

Alice leaned back to the window hanging above her head. The tops of the city buildings blocked the view of the open air sky that she dearly missed. Loud noises of hustling and bustling beneath the apartment created a tent of mayhem that just irked her the wrong way.

It wasn’t like that always in her life. She and Avi had lived in a house by a lake at one point. With Alex and Laurence. A beautiful one with a basement just for the two of them. With a dock and large yard and space between them and the rest of town. Before they had to move. Before everything happened.

Now they only had each other left. And a home they had to share with tens of other people. People that didn’t care about them.

Her quietness was answer enough and Avi tapped her head. “That settles it then. Pack your bags when you’re ready and I’ll call the town. Make sure there’s a bus line that gets that deep into the valley.”

His hand gently fell off her head and Alice caught it in time to give it a quick squeeze before letting go. So fast, anyone else in the room would’ve missed it, but that’s fine. It was their thing, not anyone else’s. Not like there was anyone else ever there to witness the siblings’ strangeness.

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“I’m living there.”

“What?” Avi followed her pointing finger to the house near what used to be their grandpa’s home. It was around the same size, just in a different style that somehow both matched and didn’t fit the rest of the farm aesthetic. “Why?”

Alice shrugged in a way that she hoped was nonchalantly. “I want to live on my own. At least somewhat.”

Avi narrowed his eyes at the building. It wasn’t overgrown and was missing the spare logs for the fireplace jutting out from the roof. But it was pretty to Alice and that’s all that mattered. “Looks too unstable to live in.”

“Like this crappy house is much better.”

“Hey! Watch your language.” A breeze blew past and he tightened his jacket around his shoulders. “At least sleep in the house with me tonight so I can look at it tonight. Make sure it’s livable for you.”

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but she knew he would fight her step of the way if she disagreed and she just wanted to get started. “Fine. So what are we doing?” she asked, kicking over a stray stone.

Avi handed over his parsnip seeds to her. “Mayor said something about a woman who sells cows, chickens, stuff like that over in the forest. I’ll talk to the carpenter tomorrow about building a coop and barn.”

“Can you even take care of animals?”

Avi shrugged. “Animatronics, living animals. Similar things.” He ruffled her hair and she ducked from his hand. “Don’t worry about it. Just pay attention to the crops and we’ll be fine.”

She groaned and lightly stomped her foot like the child she definitely wasn’t. “I don’t want to work with the crops. Why can’t I do something more exciting like...fishing or something?”

“Since when is fishing more exciting than the food we need to grow and sell?”

“Since I decided I hate farming.”

“We’ve been here twenty minutes, you’ll grow to like it. Maybe we’ll get lucky and there will be monsters around here for you to fight.”

Alice crossed her arms. “I see one right now,” she grumbled but relented. She tossed her hoe in the air, catching it on its way down effortlessly, and smacked it into the ground in one fell swoop.

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The dance festival was a somber occasion for Alice. She didn’t know anyone well enough to ask them to dance and she didn’t feel anywhere near confident enough to ask if she and Avi could dance something they don’t know with the others in front of everyone.

So she and her brother stood in the shadows, back in the corner of the forest, while everyone got ready. Beautiful girls in beautiful dresses, handsome guys in somewhat ugly jumpsuits. She didn’t know how she felt about potentially wearing the dress but the yearning to be part of the ceremony was easy enough to ignore.

Alice knew she had a vague memory. Of standing on her father’s shoes while he danced them around the room. Step by step around the furniture, across the wooden floor. Before being handed off to each of her siblings who flew her off her feet. All while her mother played their favorite songs on her slightly burnt fiddle.

The music began to play, barging into her happy thoughts and dwindling them down to their bare austere manner. The memory turned sour and the warm atmosphere surrounding her felt like a tease.

Silently, she took Avi’s hands and he helped her onto his boots. As the younger people of the valley danced out in the open, the two siblings danced to their own little tune hummed under her breath. A few villagers who took notice simply smiled and turned their attention back to the larger spectacle, leaving them be.

[youritalianbookpal]

[Transcription: two photos of a citation taken from A Feast for Crows by George R. R. Martin. The quote reads: "There is no cobbler above," Podrick protested. "There is, lad... though you may call him by another name. Tell me, which of the seven gods do you love best?" "The Warrior," said Podrick without a moment's hesitation. Brienne cleared her throat. "At Evenfall my father's septon always said that there was but one god.""One god with seven aspects. That's so, my lady, and you are right to point it out, but the mystery of the Seven Who Are One is not easy Dugh. for simple folk to grasp, and I am nothing if not simple, so I speak of seven gods." Meribald turned back to Podrick. "I have never known a boy who did not love the Warrior. I am old, though, and being old, I love the Smith. Without his labor, what would the Warrior defend? Every town has a smith, and every castle. They make the plows we need to plant our crops, the nails we use to build our ships, iron shoes to save the hooves of our faithful horses, the bright swords of our lords. No one could doubt the value of a smith, and so we name one of the Seven in his honor, but we might as easily have called him the Farmer or the Fisherman, the Carpenter or the Cobbler. What he works at makes no matter. What matters is, he works. The Father rules, the Warrior fights, the Smith labors, and together they perform all that is rightful for a man. Just as the Smith is one aspect of the godhead, the Cobbler is one aspect of the Smith. It was he who heard my prayer and healed my feet."]

I really love Meribald and all the insights in Westerosi society that we get because of him.

[katewearatops]

everlane summer sale haul! aka "can you tell I really need a good pair of non-skinny black pants." all around $50 which is a steal for Everlane.

even though I’ve been wearing their v-necks for a decade, I've never had luck with Everlane pants, which sucks because they look amazing on every Style Girl I follow.

but I had a breakthrough about measurements after buying and returning a LOT of jeans. retailer size guides are useless for me because I don't have a classic waist/hip ratio. my waist is a size 6, my hips are a size 0. I'm a rectangle with boobs. BUT... some retailers are TTS in the waist, and others are TTS in the hips. example: I'm always a 4-6 at H&M, which is TTS in the waist, but I'm a 0-2 in Levi's, which is TTS in the hips. Everlane is a hips brand!

top to bottom:

The Cheeky Straight Corduroy Pant - surprised these are 99% cotton 1% elastane because they're streeetttchhhhyyyyy, in a good way. it's hard to see black in pics but they make my butt look a+.

The Straight-Leg Crop - probably my least favorite. they're a heavy canvas-like material and have carpenter-style pockets. a little too straight up-and-down.

The Pleated Chino - yes!!! they're a little loose in the waist, but not so much that they fall down. I love pleated chinos and it's been so hard to find any that add a little volume to my hips to give me shape without looking like 18th century horse riding pants. they're cuffed here, but also look fine full length with different shoes.

The Organic Cotton Boxy Raglan Tee (in all photos) - this is... fine. it's an XS and still huge. it was final sale so I'm keeping it, plus it's hard to find a soft organic cotton tee for $10. no idea why I went with pink, which I never wear!

[got2ghost-archive]

Title: Love Somebody Today

Pairing: Magnus Burnsides/Taako (The Adventure Zone)

Summary: magnus is a lonely, widowed butch lesbian who keeps building furniture for her new neighbor. taako is a lonely femme lesbian who cooks for her in exchange.

Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Modern AU, apartment neighbors, falling in love, squirting, cunnilingus, fluff and smut, lesbian sex

Word count: 5538

written for the ‘modern au’ prompt for @taagnusweek

Magnus yawns as she comes up the creaky apartment steps to the second landing. It’s been raining outside and she had forgotten her umbrella this morning, so she’s soaked through. At least she’d managed to save her fast food under her jacket. She’s looking forward to kicking off her work boots, taking off her bra, and taking that first bite of greasy, bacon-y burger.

There’s someone struggling with a big box up the stairs and Magnus waits patiently, since there isn’t enough room to duck around. The stranger lets out a grunt of frustration, her skinny arms trembling a little as she takes a few careful steps.

Magnus crinkles her bag of food and the girl turns her head sharply, glaring a little in apprehension — like she’s moments away from telling someone to fuck off. She’s beautiful: golden skin, messy, long blonde hair spilling out of a braid, sharp cheeks and pouty lips, a funny little nose that Magnus thinks enhances the rest of her features. She looks like a model maybe, or someone who could be on TV who Magnus could stare at forever. She realizes, a little too late, that she’s, like, staring too hard in person.

“Hello there! Take your time. Or — do you want help with that?” she chirps, taking the few steps forward, hand outstretched. The stranger looks at the box in her arms and then back at Magnus.

“Honestly, I’m not too proud to ask for help. I’ve been lugging these up all day, so sure, go for it,” she says, glare softening into a tired smile.

“Sure thing! Not a problem! I’m Magnus — but my friends call me Maggie. What apartment are you in?” She tucks the baggie under her armpit and grabs the box from her, lifting it to her chest. It doesn’t weigh too much at all. The stranger lets out an unintentional sigh of relief.

“Taako. And thanks. I’m in 309.”

“Oh, sweet. I’m just down the hall from you. Everyone on this floor is really nice, but don’t be surprised if you see this old guy, Merle, walking around without his shirt on.”

“Hot-old, or old-old?” Taako asks with a grin.

“Old-old. Is that, like, ageist? Mostly he’s just gross and inappropriate sometimes. But he has like, three boyfriends, so maybe he’s doing something right.”

Taako ducks in front of Magnus to get her door unlocked, pushing it wide open with her foot. Magnus sets down the box and takes a look at her surroundings. The layout is opposite to Mag’s and she’s got a better view with more windows since it’s a corner apartment. There are boxes stacked everywhere, and even with the light on, it’s dimly lit. Mag turns back to Taako, who looks exhausted. She watches her dig through one of the boxes in the kitchen, popping back up with a cup in hand. She sticks it under the sink and turns on the faucet, then gulps down the whole glass. Her crop top rides up further to reveal a long, attractive stretch of torso. Magnus looks away, cheeks pink. She hasn’t felt her heart pound like this in a long time.

“Do you, uh, need anything else?”

“I’m good, I think. Taako doesn’t wanna put you out or anything. I can smell that burger of yours from here. I’ll probably just order delivery and sleep on the floor,” she says, wiping her mouth delicately with the back of her hand.

“I can just build your bed frame for you? If you want. It’ll take me like, two seconds. I’m a carpenter, so this is my wheelhouse.”

Taako takes a moment to think, her lips twisted to the side. Eventually she shrugs, crossing her arms. “For sure, go for it, Maggie.”

Magnus beams and sets her food down. The bed frame is shoved in a corner alongside the mattress. She gets on her knees, rips the box open haphazardly and pulls out the frames. It’s simple enough; she lays it all out first, then gets the little screws and her letterman ready.

“Where are you from?” Taako asks as Mag gets to work.

“Raven’s Roost. What about you?”

“Oh, that’s pretty far from here. I grew up here, but left to do some traveling. I just moved back because my work and my sister are here.”

“Oh, that’s nice! Where is she?”

“She’s with her hubby ten minutes from here. What about you? Single life or what’s the dealio?” Magnus pauses and glances at Taako over her shoulder where she’s leaned up against the counter, checking her nails casually. Magnus doesn’t usually do this — hasn’t done this in a long time. Is this what she thinks it is? Or maybe she’s just reading into it. If Julia was here, she’d laugh at her.

“Uh, yeah. On my own,” she says, voice going soft, her mind lingering on Julia the way it always does when she thinks about her. Magnus finishes the bed frame; makes quick work of it, like she promised. She even stands up and starts to unwrap the bed, which is probably overkill, but she isn’t one to half-ass things.

“Where do you want it?”

“Jeez, that was fast. Bedroom is through there, though it’s mostly boxes in there right now. So here is good. I owe you big time!” she says, flashing a brilliant smile, her very adorable gap-tooth showing.

Magnus nods and finishes pulling all the plastic off of the bed and sets it down on the frame, straightening it out. “Nah, you don’t owe me anything. I’m happy to help out anytime. Just knock on 302, and if I’m home, I’ll be right over.”

Magnus dusts off her hands and swings back to the counter, snatching up her burger. She taps her fingers on the counter, even though she can and should leave now. When has she gotten all attention-hungry?

“You this good to old man Merle, too?” Taako says, her smile melting into a smirk that makes Magnus’ belly simmer with heat. She watches Taako’s hips jut out to the side, enticing in their narrow sharpness. She wants to dig her thumb there and leave a mark.

“No. He always forgets to take his clothes out of the dryer so it gets all moldy. Fuck that guy,” she says with a grin.

“So just me? I get special treatment?” she says, coming close enough that Mag can feel the heat of her body.

“Maybe. If you’re a good neighbor,” she says, her stomach lurching and her face getting hot simultaneously. Was that okay? Was that too much?

Taako barks out a laugh, musical and a little shrill for someone so incredibly beautiful. “For sure. I’ll let you borrow my sugar anytime, darling,” she says with a wink. Her stance changes and she smiles at Mag again, blinking a little sleepily. “I’d love to keep flirting, but I’m deffo gonna pass out the minute you walk out this door, and it’s not gonna be pretty.”

Oh. “Oh,” Mag says, dumbly. “Yeah, no problem. I’ll get out of your hair. Have a good night,” she says, fumbling with the door handle.

“Here, I’ll get it,” Taako says, squeezing Magnus’ hand once before gently moving it off the knob. She twists it once and pulls it open with a flourish towards the entryway with a curtsy. “Night, Maggie baby, thanks for your help.”

“Yeah sure — anytime,” she shuffles out, glancing over her shoulder one more time. Taako wiggles her fingers in goodbye, biting her bottom lip.

“Goodnight.” The door closes.

Mag exhales slowly.

Shit.

She makes her way back to her apartment, cold burger in hand. She gets into hey apartment, locks it, and stares out for a while into the emptiness of her space. There’s her comfy couch and Julia’s rocking chair; the little workshop stand she’d set in the corner where a TV should be, because she can’t ever stop working. Mag kicks off her shoes, almost leaving them where they’re knocked over until she hears Julia’s voice in her head to clean up.

Maggie, if you drag dirt in here one more time, I’ll divorce you!

Magnus sets the boots on the shoe stand, tosses the bag of food and her keys on the counter, and goes to take a leak and wash her hands. She stares at herself in the mirror. Her hair’s getting a little too long and fluffy at the top, but her sides are still okay. She touches her sideburns. She should get a haircut. And maybe a dog, too, while she’s at it. It’s too lonely here. Being flirted with for the first time in a year, just makes it more obvious how lonely the apartment is.

“Jules, she was really hot. You’d think she was really hot and joke about a threesome, but you know me. I couldn’t look at anyone but you. But she was hot. And that was… sort of nice,” Mag says, her brown eyes reflecting back.

She sighs one more time and takes off her flannel and her shirt and her sports bra, sighing in relief at her sore tits being free.

Mag eats her cold burger and fries and goes to bed. _

A few nights later, there’s a staccato knock on the door that startles Magnus out of her thoughts. She was spacing out, microwaving a frozen dinner.

“Coming!” she says, heart still pounding.

The door swings open to a pink-faced Taako. She’s in slippers and a strapless, sparkly cocktail dress, and she’s giggling.

“Hi there. Are you drunk?” Mag says with a small, amused laugh.

“Hey! Yes, wine drunk, if you wanted to know the specifics. I wanted to ask if you wanted to come over for dinner? Because I’m finally kind of moved in and I was able to cook! One’s the loneliest number and all that.”

“Uhh,” Magnus glances back at the sad frozen dinner that’s still humming in the microwave. She turns back. “Sure, if I can come dressed like this?” she gestures to her work flannel-tank top combo.

“What? Of course you can, mi amiga!”

“Oh, it’s just, you’re so dressed up, I feel like I should too?”

“Oh, this old thing?” Taako says with a grin, her eyebrows waggling. “No, but for realsies come as you are. This is an old NYE dress. I was sorting through clothes to donate and thought I’d relive the moment. Come on over!” she says, deciding for her by grabbing Magnus’ hand to yank her down the hall. Mag stumbles after her, barely managing to pull her own door shut before they’re almost fox-trotting down the hall.

It smells amazing, is the first thought that comes to mind; like spices and buttered meat. Mag’s mouth waters immediately.

She takes a quick look around. Most of the boxes are still stacked up, and there are clothes, like, everywhere on the floor, but there are knick-knacks up, and some picture frames propped against the wall, waiting to be hung. The kitchen, however, looks completely done. There’s pots and pans hanging up and dishes in the sink. On the island, there’s two ready-to-eat plates of steak, shrimp, and rice.

“Holy wow, this looks amazing!”

“Taako was feeling a little cajun today, no biggie,” Taako says, floating to the cupboard for a second glass. “Take a seat. You want any wine?”

“Sure, I’ll take a glass,” Magnus agrees, obediently pulling out a stool.

“This is the good shit,” Taako says, pouring her a full glass of something dark red and velvety before taking a seat across from her. “Dig in!”

Magnus doesn’t have to be told twice. She cuts up the steak and spoons a little rice on, takes a bite and moans. She hasn’t had a home-made meal in ages. Even when Julia was still around, they were both too lazy to cook most days, opting in for take out instead.

“Bingo bango, right?” Taako says with a smug grin.

“This is fucking amazing,” she says, still savoring the bite.

“I know,” she says, taking a sip. “I can’t put furniture together for shit, but I can cook a mean meal. So we’re even, right?”

“Yes — I mean, I feel like I still owe you! All I did was put together a bed frame, this is like a Michigan star meal!”

“Michelin star, you mean,” Taako snorts, amused. “Hey, I’ve still got plenty of furniture to build, so I guess we can just start a running tab, huh?”

It starts that way. Magnus does end up putting together a couch and a dresser. Puts up all the picture frames and ladder shelves with Taako on the counter, legs crossed, directing her where to go.

Taako keeps cooking her killer food and sends her home with leftovers that make her coworkers jealous. Avi tries to steal her pot pie and she almost throws him out the window. She likes the company, likes coming over while Taako weaves stories about her incompetent coworker, and how much pressure she’s getting with ratings on her show.

Magnus finally gets a TV just to watch Sizzle it up! With Taako in support. She’s fantastic on screen, of course, nothing shines a light to Taako in real life. _

She meets Lup and Barry a month in, when they finally have down time from their research. She’s never seen Taako nervous before, but today she is. She’s a whirlwind in the kitchen, so Mag stays out of the way after her hands get slapped a few times for trying to help out.

Magnus dresses up a little for it, just a suit she hasn’t worn in a while. She has to take off the blazer to duck under the table and fix a wobbly table leg, though.

“What are you nervous for? Is she mean?”

“Lup? No! She’s just — three minutes older and she thinks she’s three years older. She’s worried about me, or whatever, so I need her to think I’m living my best life! I’m hot shit! I don’t need her to worry. The hot mess Taako? She’s long gone! Left on the wild beaches of Ibiza, baby!”

“Okay. I can back that up, if you want?” Magnus dusts her hands off, retesting the table. When it seems good and sturdy, she returns all of the table decorations to their place.

“No, I just need you to tell me if this needs more salt,” she says, coming around the corner. She shoves the spoon in Mag’s mouth, knocking against her teeth. Mag pulls away, licking gravy off her lips. “It’s good,” she says, steadying Taako’s wrist. “Thanks for not knocking my teeth in.”

“Shit, sorry,” Taako says, setting the spoon down. She uses the bottom corner of her apron to wipe at Mag’s mouth. The fabric tickles Magnus’ nose and she thinks hard about that instead of how she wants to suck Taako’s fingers into her mouth.

There’s a knock at the door and Taako curses. “I’ll get it,” Mag says, steadying her waist. She pecks her forehead and moves on to the door.

“This Taako’s place?” Lup says. She looks almost identical to Taako, except she’s taller, and she’s got an undercut. Her clothes says she just left a punk-rock concert, rather than the chemistry lab Magnus knows she and Barry work at. Magnus likes her immediately.

“Yep! Right place. I’m Magnus, Taako’s — neighbor. She’s right over there, being totally normal and well adjusted!” Magnus winks at her, but Taako misses it. She looks dazed and her fingers are at her brow. Magnus worries that she might have cut herself or something, but she seems to snap out of it when Lup comes running over. They collide in shrieks and limbs. Magnus can’t stop grinning watching them.

Barry chuckles. “They always act like they haven’t seen each other in years when they see each other.”

Dinner goes well. Taako makes an assortment of things, including pot pies. Magnus eats two of them and Lup gives her a weird look the whole time.

“Do I have something on my face?”

“No, it’s just— that’s a new one on the menu, sis,” Lup says, smirking at Taako.

“What can I say? I’m always evolving.”

“Changed the whole ‘pot pie is soggy puff pastry with glue and peas for filling’ outlook?”

“Whaaat? It’s my favorite,” Magnus says, cuddling the pot pie closer to herself. “Taako makes the best pot pie I’ve ever had in my life.”

Lup cackles out loud and Taako throws a Hawaiian roll at her.

After dinner, as Magnus comes out of the bathroom, Lup is right there, looking dangerous. She’s easily 2 inches taller than Magnus with her heels on. “Hey Maggie, can we chat? So I like you— and, listen, hate to do this. But if you so much as treat her wrong once, I will set your car on fire and I will make it look like an accident. I am a chemist, so I can Breaking Bad your shit to high heaven, get me? Oh, and I have a coworker who’s real sweet on her and who I’d love her to meet. So don’t clown me,” Lup pats her on the shoulder once before straightening up.

“Uh. Okay.”

“Let’s go get seconds of cobbler before Barry eats the whole thing.”

The whole encounter is a little bit confusing and a little bit arousing, but Magnus will never tell Taako that. _

Mag doesn’t even stop by her own apartment, just heads straight to 309, opens the door without thinking about it, and hangs up her jacket on the hook she installed two days ago. There’s a pot on the stove that’s bubbling, but Taako’s nowhere in sight. When Mag takes a step in, she can hear the shower running. All of the boxes are gone. The couch is there and Taako’s added a few fake plants to the shelves. Julia would have filled their apartment up top to bottom with plants and flowers. She had a green thumb.

Shit, Taako hadn’t even said anything about furniture today. Mag had just assumed, had walked right in without asking, like she lives here. Embarrassment crawls up her throat and she takes a quiet step back, knocking into a side table. A cup gets knocked off and tumbles to the floor with a clatter.

“Maggie? Is that you?”

“Uh, nope!”

Shit, shit, shit. She quickly picks it up, takes off her flannel to mop up the tea that spilled. She hears the bathroom door open and the pretty, floral smell of Taako’s body wash fills the living room.

“Hey, what’s up?” Taako says, eyebrows raised. She’s got her hair wrapped up in a towel and she’s in a fluffy looking robe. Mag wants to bundle her up in her arms and kiss her freckled nose.

“Hey. Uh, nothing. Just—,” Mag looks for her escape.

“Cool. Dinner will be ready in a couple of minutes… Is there something wrong? You look a little jumpy.”

“No, that’s okay. I’m fine. I’m gonna. I’m gonna go home. And eat there. At home. See you later!”

Magnus rushes out.

“Mags?” she hears, muffled behind her.

Her heart’s pounding in her chest when she gets home. It’s dark. Her laundry basket is still next to the couch with a pile of unsorted socks she’d abandoned when Taako came knocking at her door to get a coat hanger installed. She stayed over to talk until 2 am, until her throat got scratchy and the tea went cold.

“Julia? What am I doing?”

You’re smarter than that, Mags.

Magnus sighs. “But what if I’m not ready?”

Tough luck, my love.

Julia’s right. Julia’s also dead and isn’t here to actually give her advice over a mortifying crush; or just to be here, filling up the empty spaces with her warmth. It’s just Magnus in her sad, bachelorette-style apartment. Mag turns the door handle, takes a deep breath and centers herself, determined to just deal with this.

There’s no answer when she knocks on Taako's door. She knocks again.

“Taako?”

She tries the handle, but it’s locked and, okay, she probably deserves that. “Can we talk?”

The door cracks open and Taako looks livid, her lip curled up in a snarl. Her eyes are narrowed and she looks poised, ready to slam the door in Magnus’ face. “What?”

“So, about our tab. There’s like, no more furniture or fix-it-ups I have to do, right? So, I feel kind of bad about eating your food.” Oh boy, this isn’t what she wants to say at all.

Taako stares at her in disbelief. She shoves Magnus’ jacket out through the crack and slams the door. “Fuck you!”

“No! Wait! Fuck! That’s not what I—“

No response.

Magnus leans her forehead against the door and closes her eyes. Her fingers trace the grain of the wood as she concentrates on what to say. “I haven’t done this in… I have a dead wife. She was the love of my life and I didn’t think I’d be doing this again, like ever. But then you walked in here and everything changed.” she says slowly and sincerely.

The door knob turns slowly and Taako pulls it open, looking wary. Her hair’s damp, freed from its towel and she’s still in her bathrobe.

“Why didn’t you tell me about her?” She says, crossing her arms.

“I wanted to. But it still feels fresh, sometimes. I want to talk about her. With you, if that’s okay. Can you let me in, please?” Taako bites her lip, thinking for a moment before she swings the door open. She slinks to the couch and doesn’t face Mag just yet.

“You kissed my forehead.”

“What? When?”

“The other night when Lup and Barry were over.” Had she? Oh shit, she had. Magnus approaches the couch slowly, sitting at the other end of it.

“I… liked it. I wanted you to do it again. And I keep cooking pot pies, even though they are glue and peas in soggy pastry. But you like them and you get so happy when I make them — I’m in over my head. Taako doesn’t really do this. Lup’s right to worry, because I am a mess. Cooking is basically the only thing I’m good at. And surfing, I guess.”

“You surf?”

“That’s beside the point. The point is, I don’t have any more furniture for you to build. I did consider catalogue shopping for furniture I don’t need, so that you would keep coming over. Because why would you want to be here otherwise?” She looks up, expression sullen.

“Because you’re here,” Mag says, softly. “Taako…I guess, I was worried — conflicted…about what it means that your apartment feels more like home to me than my own apartment. Just now, I walked into your apartment without even thinking about it. And I don’t want to like, freak you out, or scare you away, because this like, freaks me out a little. How much I like you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I really, really do. I like you! It scares me, how much I do.”

“You’re dumb,” Taako says, and it stings a little. But then she starts moving, climbing on top of Magnus, setting her bony ass on her lap. “You’re so dumb, god, Taako what are you doing?” she says to herself before leaning in and kissing her. It’s good, better than Magnus remembers. Her hands slide up carefully to the bird-bones of Taako’s shoulders. She’s so petite, nothing like Julia’s full figure at all, but Magnus likes it anyway.

Taako’s delicate fingers brush through the short sides of her hair, up into the thick, wavy top of it. She moans into the kiss, trembles when Magnus licks into her mouth. She tastes sugar-sweet and Magnus swirls her tongue to get more, to feel the cut of her gapped-teeth. Her hands keep exploring, down the waist of her fluffy robe to where her knees and thighs peek out. She squeezes the tops of her thighs and Taako moans again.

Taako pulls away first, her hands still stroking at the base of Mag’s neck. Her eyes are closed, forehead resting against hers. “God, your hands. Watching your hands when you work drives me crazy,” she says, grinding down a little. Magnus can feel a rush of wetness from her own cunt, her clit twitching for friction.

“Can I touch you? Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” she says breathily, holding herself steady, one hand at Mag’s shoulder as she presents herself. Mag unties the robe, feeling like she’s unwrapping a present as she unfolds the robe to reveal more of her. The curves of her breasts and the pooch of her tummy shift when she sucks in a breath. “Don’t,” Maggie says, reaching out to pet her tummy first and then up to cup her boobs. They’re a perfect handful and her nipples are so fucking hard already. Magnus leans forward to lick her neck and nibble at her collarbone. “You’re so gorgeous, fuck."

Mag’s thumb presses hard at her perfect, dark brown nub, pinches her hard until she gasps and rubs herself on Mag’s thigh again, riding her. Mag presses the heel of her palm to her own cunt, still trapped in layers of clothing. She leans down and kisses the top of her right breast and then sucks the whole thing into her mouth, sucking hard, then she narrows in on the nub with her teeth and pulls gently. “Maggie, fuck!”

Taako cries out again, grasp tightening in her hair and she can feel it this time, her wetness soaking into the denim of her jeans. Magnus pulls away, breathing hard and laps dirtily at her, circling her areola until Taako’s shuddering in her lap.

“Wanna eat you out,” Magnus slurs, wild-eyed, a trail of saliva running down her lip.

“Fuck yes. Great idea, yes,” Taako nods profusely and scrambles back onto the couch. The robe falls away and Taako shifts the sleeves off so she can wrap her arms around Magnus’ neck.

Mag grins at her, pushes her thighs up so they’re folded and presses her nose down the valley of her hips. She closes her eyes, smearing her lips down the crease of her hip. Takes her time, inhales deeply at the thatch of her well-groomed pubes, intoxicated by her musky sweetness. She buries her nose and laps at the dew-drops of cum on her pubes.

Mag blinks her eyes open, takes in her glistening pussy. Taako’s dark brown lips shine sweetly, and when she uses her fingers to split her open, she’s so pink and soft. Magnus’ mouth fucking waters.

She flattens her tongue, eyes on Taako’s face as she pushes her broad tongue against her pussy folds, moving her head side to side as does. Taako’s belly sucks in again and she moans as Mag presses in further, circling in slowly towards her clit.

She teases her, brushes her nose against it first, spreads her wide, one hand on her thigh, the other two fingers petting at her slick folds. She’s so fucking wet and messy and Mag just has to clean that up first, right?

“Stop teasing,” Taako whines, humping up. Mag grins at her, nipping her teeth along the inside of her thighs. Mag sucks off her fingers, grinning at Taako.

“This is Michelin star pussy. I gotta take my time.” Taako barks a laugh until she moans when Magnus uses the opportunity, rushes in, fucking her tongue into her tight, throbbing pussy. She licks out all of the sweet, slick juice dripping out of her and keeps doing it, stroking in deep.

“Oh, fuck son of a—,“ Taako whimpers, rutting against her. Magnus pulls back out, circling again with the tip of her tongue, tracing her. Then gentle, gentle, gentle she moves to her clit, sucks her into her mouth and swirls her tongue on the hot, hard head of it. Taako sobs and Magnus sinks two fingers in, rubbing at the velvet smooth inside. She crooks her fingers in Taako's cunt, playing with her now.

Taako’s thighs tighten around her head and she rides her face, chin to the ceiling as her orgasm builds. Mag tongues her clit, fast and rhythmic, eyes locked on Taako’s face. She’s biting her bottom lip hard, holding it off until she can’t anymore. Her mouth drops open, slutty, as she comes hard, hips lifting up off the couch; her moan chokes off and her long fingernails dig into Magnus’ neck.

Magnus keeps going. She adds two more fingers and she fucks them in harder, uses her whole arm to fuck that sweet spot inside of her. She can feel her pussy clenching, tightening, pulsating wildly around her, can feel the hungry heat, the way it wants to swallow her up and release at the same time. She kisses her clit and then sucks at the overstimulated nub. Taako’s hips keep working, and she lifts up again, oversensitive. Magnus pulls her mouth away, watching her pussy twitching restlessly. She pulls her fingers out all the way and then pushes them back in, deep.

Taako comes all over her, squirts all over her face like a fountain spray. Magnus closes her eyes and opens her mouth, drinks her up, best she can — swallows it all up, almost snarling as she does. She closes her mouth on her cunt, letting the last of it hit the the back of her throat. Magnus hastily shoves her hand down the front of her jeans and rubs.

She’s so fucking wet, she can barely feel it. Her whole hand coated with Taako’s cum and her own and she fucks the side of her thumb hard and fast. She comes, groaning. Taako pulls her into a kiss that she can’t see because it’s hard to open her eyes. She pants into the kiss, lets Taako lick at her mouth and her face. Her thumb grazes Mag’s chin, stroking over and over again until Magnus winds down.

Simultaneously, they collapse together in a heap.

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah.”

“Talk about splash zone. I have never come that hard in my life. I’m gonna have to get a new couch,” Taako says, absolutely awed. Magnus grins smugly, using her left hand to at least wipe off her face so she can see Taako. She looks flushed, eye bright and glossy. She’s stunning. Magnus kisses her red, red lips.

“Gonna have to do that again, like pronto. My legs are jello, though. I think my soul astral-projected. I’m still floating up there.”

“No, come back,” Mag says, with a giggle.

“You still have clothes on. How is that fair?” Taako whines, pulling at her shirt. “I wanna see those abs. I wanna see that wet, hot fucking pussy.”

“I’m gonna have to throw these boxers and jeans away,” she says, making a face. It’s already starting to get uncomfortable and chafing.

“I wanted to throw those jeans away, anyway. They have wood stain all over them, babe.” Mag snorts and rolls her eyes. Taako tugs at the bottom of her shirt again, inhaling deeply. She presses her face up into Mag’s hairy pit and mutters something.

“What was that?”

“Maggie,” Taako’s eyebrows are furled when she shows her face again.

“I like you,” she says, voice shaky. Magnus’ heart takes a long distance leap, right over some finish line she didn’t know she was running. “I want you to come over every day, eat my food, fix my furniture, and keep fucking me on every inch of this apartment. I’m really, really not good at this stuff, but hey, I’m shootin’ my shot here. I want you to be my girlfriend, please and thank you. You and also your dead wife willing — may she rest in peace, if that’s gucci.”

Magnus strokes the soft skin of Taako’s waist, staring at every blink over every hard word. She knows how hard Taako’s trying and she’s trying for her. How incredible is that? How lucky is she? Jules, I think I may be in good hands.

“I am very willing. And I think Julia would… want this for me. She was that way, you know?”

Taako smiles at her, presses a kiss to her lips and then sucks hard on her bottom lip until Magnus groans. “You taste like me, which is very hot. I mean, my pussy is Michelin star rated, as you know. But I think I know exactly what I want to go for my second course,” she wiggles her eyebrows and starts to slide down the length of Mag’s body.

“Get these clothes off right now.” _

Taako can’t keep a plant alive. Taako cooks everything and anything and it's always fantastic, takes 2-hour long baths, despite the messes she leaves everywhere in her room. She doesn’t care that Mag leaves her dirty work boots toppled over in the foyer, but does care about what Magnus wears when they go out together.

She likes bad TV (so did Jules), nicknames, and surprisingly, kids too. She hates dogs. She also hates pot pies, but makes them for Magnus, anyway. Magnus thinks she is probably, definitely in love with Taako, despite the dog thing. (She’s working on it.)

[luchibelle]

“I have not worn a shoe in twenty years,” he told Brienne. “The first year, I had more blisters than I had toes, and my soles would bleed like pigs whenever I trod on a hard stone, but I prayed and the Cobbler Above turned my skin to leather.”

“There is no cobbler above,” Podrick protested.

“There is, lad … though you may call him by another name. Tell me, which of the seven gods do you love best?”

“The Warrior,” said Podrick without a moment’s hesitation.

Brienne cleared her throat. “At Evenfall my father’s septon always said that there was but one god.”

“One god with seven aspects. That’s so, my lady, and you are right to point it out, but the mystery of the Seven Who Are One is not easy for simple folk to grasp, and I am nothing if not simple, so I speak of seven gods.” Meribald turned back to Podrick. “I have never known a boy who did not love the Warrior. I am old, though, and being old, I love the Smith. Without his labor, what would the Warrior defend? Every town has a smith, and every castle. They make the plows we need to plant our crops, the nails we use to build our ships, iron shoes to save the hooves of our faithful horses, the bright swords of our lords. No one could doubt the value of a smith, and so we name one of the Seven in his honor, but we might as easily have called him the Farmer or the Fisherman, the Carpenter or the Cobbler. What he works at makes no matter. What matters is, he works. The Father rules, the Warrior fights, the Smith labors, and together they perform all that is rightful for a man. Just as the Smith is one aspect of the godhead, the Cobbler is one aspect of the Smith. It was he who heard my prayer and healed my feet.”

ADWD, Brienne V.

[maggotmouth]

        hi i’m nora ( 23. gmt. she/her ) and it turns out i really miss playing bridget ! i wasn’t feeling frida bt i wanted to explore som of her backstory more so ive kind of fused bits of her into bridget..... sue me.... for those of u who didn’t know her before i dropped her, bridget grew up in a trailer park in texas, she’s an angsty socialist leftie who gets fucked at the pub and goes off on one about capitalism.  film nerd. got in on a partially subsidised scholarship and works in a bar and a fast food place to pay for her accomodation. here’s a pinboard !! everythin else is below this cut, like this post n i’ll (probably forget to) smash that im button for plots x

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( cis-female ) haven’t seen BRIDGET MATUSIAK around in a while. the MARGARET QUALLEY lookalike has been known to be GARRULOUS & CANDID, but SHE can also be FICKLE & ERRATIC. The 21 year old is a JUNIOR majoring in FILM. I believe they’re living in AUDAX but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door.

aesthetics.

thumb holes poked through the cuffs of your sleeves, roller blades, grazed knees, not eating your greens, smiling with a mouthful of blood, sleeping in a cherry lip balm and scrunchies to keep the wild locks from your eyes. piercing your own ears with a safety pin when your dad wouldn’t take you.

connection to tatiana & did they choose her name during the watershed?

knew each other from the cheer team in bridgets freshman year and tatiana’s sophomore year. had a competitive friendship to start with but then they got into a discussion about politics at a party one night, and maybe hooked up a few times after tatiana had jst broken up w someone. they were sort of seeing each other very casually for a bit, but…. they came from vastly different circles n it didn’t really work. they were in a bad partch at the time of the reaping so to speak, and bridget picked her name For A Giggle but now regrets it big time obviously

tw drugs, teen pregnancy

BACKSTORY TIME.. her mother was from the wrong side of the tracks, was chucked out of home pretty young after a teenage pregnancy, wanted 2 go to art school and started working as an erotic dancer to pay for college but then jst…. ended up staying there. one of those girls u see in the documentaries who had Big Plans but ultimately never got to pursue them n jst got…. sucked in by the money 

her mom n dad met in high school at a parents evening. alice was fourteen, toby was thirty-one. bridget’s mom alice was a roman catholic – uneducated in matters of safe sex, mother mary around her neck, bras hanging over wooden crucifixes – and willing to give it to the first boy who seemed interested enough, gift-wrapped or not. toby was the father to a girl down the road who alice knew nothing of besides her name and the few encounters in the corridors facing a stoney stare that screamed homewrecker. it only happened once, but once was enough. alice was out of the house as soon as her parents knew a child was growing in her womb.

bridget n her mum alice were more like sisters growing up, probably because of the closeness in age. alice should’ve known that you couldn’t have a thirteen-year-old-daughter at 27 without everyone knowing you’d been one of those girls who gave it away fast as a hot potato, and maybe bridget should have known that she’d inherit more than her mother’s wide eyes, that things have a way of circling back to us --- that at fourteen she too would lose it on the floor of a swimming pool changing room, soggy back, polka-dot nylon of a swimsuit pulled down to her ankles.

she grew up in a trailer park just outside of orlando resort, but she was raised in dressing rooms surrounded by sparkly costumes and nipple pasties and leotards and the like. as a kid she’d try to trot about in her moms heels n yearned for the day she’d be able to be on stage. 

if you’ve seen the florida project its a bit like tht.... just kids left to do their own shit.... mother’s a bit all over the place... made money by stealing wristbands off orlando theme park visitors, and bridget was p much raised by the community, to be honest. most of her youth was spent scurrying about half naked in cowboy boots and glasses too big for her face. a smol feral child

gilly (referred to as junior) was born four years after bridget, the son of a carpenter and sculpture artist named gilbert “gilly” senior, her moms latest squeeze. whenever she wasn’t at school bridget would be in gilly’s workshop doin her homework surrounded by parts of furniture or hanging out with the kids who were visiting disneyland but couldn’t afford the hotels on the resort

like her mother, bridget fell pregnant barely out of her gingham print dresses, hair in two plaits down her back, teddies still lining her bed. unlike her mum, she was not box-shipped out to a home for fallen women but rather booked into a clinic, given a pill, just like taking your vitamins.

her mother flaked out when bridget was around fifteen and junior was eleven. they were in the system for a while, before gilly was finally granted custody as legal guardian. the three of them moved to marfa, texas so that gilly could run classes in sculpture and woodworking at the art institute. they’re not sure where their mother went. some say she rededicated herself as a virgin and joined the convent in penance for her sins. some say she works in a las vegas strip club and sells pills to minors. bridget likes to believe that she’s an actress, her name in newspapers and her face in a star-spangled dressing mirror.

bridget used to do sponsored silences and hunger strikes for kids in developing countries. was that kid in school who was always raising money something. i mean its kinda cute but also she just wanted the acclaim and attention so…. and most of the time it didn’t even make it to the disadvantaged kids she was raising it for cos her mom needed rent money or to buy the kids new shoes n they could barely afford much themselves

she’s a strident feminist, an activist for human rights and animal rights, a vocal vegetarian and an all-round soapbox sadie. catch her in the quad shouting about human rights through a megaphone. will most definitely have quizzed your character on institutionalised racism whilst inhaling nos at a party and snacking on a big bowl of cheesy wotsits

aesthetic: big military or leather jackets over tiny little sundresses. always in docs or creepers and a beret with an anarchist symbol painted on it. wears a long green trench coat covered in badges for alt punk rock bands or a red denim jacket that she hacked into a crop jacket with a pair of kitchen scissors. cuffed jeans, thrifted or stolen. white converse, more grey tbh through years of wear. crop tops and plaid shirts tied round her waist. smudged mascara. glitter smeared over cheekbones from the previous night. cigarette smoke shrouding you like a veil, the red string of a thong peaking out purposely from jeans, piercing your own ears with a safety pin when your dad wouldn’t take you, kate moss posters lining the walls of a teenage bedroom, thumb holes poked through the cuffs of your sleeves, feet pounding the earth until your soles bleed crimson.

an aspiring screenwriter. she has a very image-based view of memory and experience. always doing a screenplay or shooting film. her style has a lot of catholic iconography (think virgin suicides style or baz luhrmann’s romeo + juliet if it was done on a super 8 camera) bcos catholicism is one of the few things she remembers about her mother. she’s never actually tried to find her mum / find out about her, jst…. occasionally channels that energy into her work.

struggles with self-image and the need to be Loved By All a lot. uses sex as an affirmation of her worth and also kinda manic-depressive (though not officially diagnosed) bcos her upbringing was a bit unstable, she was a looked after child for a while when the adoption papers were still going through… struggles a lot with feeling unwanted, especially since her grandparents refuse to acknowledge her existence cos she was born outside of marriage….. so she craves feeling wanted,, like despite being a real women’s rights activist and hating objectification, at the same time to bridge there’s nothing better than someone sizing you up with hunger in their eyes

she’s queer, but i guess she favours women, and is incredibly vocal in her support of the lgbt+ movement. often at rallies. has done a face-sitting protest. really is that bitch

there’s a degree of anger for anger’s sake in bridget. she likes passionate, angry music – particularly garage rock, punk and riot grrrl. she loves the slits and skinny girl diet. viv albertine inspired her to take up bass guitar.

back at lockwood she was working two jobs to pay for uni !! at the bowling alley polishing the shoes and fixing the bowling lanes, and also as a burger flipper at mcdonalds. in amsterdam she’s managed to secure a part-time bar job at one of the hendrix university bars

massive film buff. is majoring in film at uni also spends a lot of time at the movie theatre n probably has like a season ticket. is one of those pretentious film nerds who’re like “what do u think of goddard’s work?” but also just really into shitty horror movies

she spends her evenings in downtown bars willing away her boredom, trying to find something that’ll jerk her out of apathetic lethargy. she toys with the idea of becoming a stripper — it certainly pays better than flipping burgers — but she lacks the energy to dance for several hours a night.

she loves b movies and slasher flicks. at parties, she’ll occasionally try to make a horror of her own, on a super 8 camera in someone’s basement, very paranormal activity, but she’ll inevitably get bored, or too drunk and give up, like she does with most things in her life. she lacks drive and motivation. she’s bright but there’s no hunger in her.

she’s fickle and enigmatic. one moment she could be your best friend, the next, she’ll behave like a total stranger. bridget’s unpredictable because she’s still unsure of her own identity, frequently flitting between different characters, like snake skins, before she grows bored of being bubbly and eager and becomes spiteful again. her core personality traits are probably forthright, impulsive, restless, thrill-seeking, selfish, gregarious, easily bored, childish.

SOME ?MILDLY AMUSING? FACTS

writes shitty poems on the back of napkins and quotes dead philosophers she’s never read. romanticises herself a lot. like will be standing there in a ripped t-shirt and her undies smoking a cig like “hmmm… i bet someone is falling in love with me right now”

is vegetarian for environmental reasons but snorts coke at parties like that isn’t shit for the environment ?? sis, it don’t add up

loves dirt. ate a worm once because someone dared her too. shamelessly disgusting.

she’s slightly obsessed with true crime, up late watching documentaries on the manson family murders.

favourite drink is cherry coke

a lot of her time is spent in the record store, plugged into a set of headphones, head-banging in the corner to a scratched record. music, for birdie, is a form of escapism. that and dropping acid in parking lots lmao.

sells nudes on twitter. whenever she gets low on cash she contacts one of the seedy old men who used to visit her mom’s club to venmo her $500 in return for pictures

that girl who’s always harping on about body positivity on instagram while wearing cute underwear and looking absolutely bomb

really good at rodeo bull riding. the club in marfa had one so as a youth she got really good at it bcos she was constantly tryin to outdo her friends on who could stay on for the longest. a video of her staying on one for like 4 minutes after downing several jager bombs went viral once.

micro-doses acid for mild depression bcos she didn’t believe in “that CBT bullshit”, thought that therapists, like her, were jst con artists so always a bit spaced out

volunteers at one of the local galleries but mostly just rants to old white dutch men about how cis white men have dominated art for years :/ is one of those SJW-types , like.... have a day off, jameela jamil......

has a pet rat called popeye

takes photographs of dead animals to use in her art and often posts them side-by-side with stills of women in porn to show the shelf-life of female sex workers in a patriarchal-dominated industry or some bullshit idk

big into spoken word poetry, even if its shit. likes savage depictions of femininity

wrote a thesis on art as an act of masturbation that got published

this bitch HATES capitalism and LOVES karl marx

time isn’t real. nothing exists. the self is a social construct. finger guns.

an awful person, really

plots i want that i mostly stole from the tags

muse a tries to stand up for muse b in a bar but unfortunately cannot fight for shit.

muse a (prob bridget cos works in a bar) works somewhere that’s open late and muse b comes in to take shelter from the storm.

‘I got in my car and you were sleeping in the backseat who the hell are you and how did you get into my car’ 

 umm a wlw plot isnpired by san junipero ! esp this post. could have been a former fling that ended sourly !! cos i dont like ship forcing but still?? give me wlw stuff

 “i just decked you in the face because i’m drunk and you were pissing me off but ow my hand really fucking hurts i think i might have broke it and oh look your nose is bleeding and now we’re both sitting awkwardly in the hospital while i glare at you from across the room. but wait are you giving me sex eyes?? stop that i’m supposed to mad at you??”

“platonically sharing a bed until i wake up and you’re curled round me and my nose is buried in your hair so i’ll pretend to stay asleep to keep this for a little while longer” plots

 “highkey want a ‘someone wrote your phone number on the wall of a bathroom in my dorm with ‘call for a good time’ and i just texted you to let you know that i scribbled it out and oh wait you’re actually funny and easy to talk to and now we’re talking every day and i might have a tiny little crush on you even tho  i don’t even know your name’ plot”

 goddamn its another shippy wlw plot apparently that’s all my tag is but this post

“known for being rebels without cause, MUSE A and MUSE B are synonymous to their fast cars, nights out beneath the stars, empty bottles of alcohol, and loud music. they meet by chance one night and immediately click, and embark on a careless adventure after it despite not knowing each other. it’s them against the world: after all, what could go wrong ?”

any of these sad sour unrequited love plots

‘we take the same elevator every day and due to a misunderstanding I assumed you didn’t speak english and I’ve been talking to my friend about how hot you are for three weeks and apparently my friend has known from the start but you agreed not to tell me bc you both think its hilarious what the fuck’ au

‘I accidentally dropped you while you were crowd surfing and you broke your ankle and now I feel responsible so I’m carrying you out of the moshpit’ au

walked in on my roommate and you screwing except i know you from class and i freaked out a little

i was hustling you in pool for money but you were hustling me for free drinks so who’s the real winner here?

bridgot goes to strip clubs n peep shows like every day, cos she’s writing about the history of pornographic film n its basically research for her, so if ur characters would be into strip clubs they might see her there

i feel like she’d be on student council if they had one of those. shes that kind of bitch, turning up like elle woods with a big feather pen or a light-up heart marker, slamming down some truths before upping and leaving to go for her 11am chai latte break

som1 who attended the art institute in marfa for a summer n maybe knew her when she was a bit younger ??? idk

drama. angst. horror. also nice bike rides in amsterdam please

feel free to im me if u wanna plot, or, like this post and i’ll hit u with a message!

[medievalcat]

"I have not worn a shoe in twenty years," he told Brienne. "The first year, I had more blisters than I had toes, and my soles would bleed like pigs whenever I trod on a hard stone, but I prayed and the Cobbler Above turned my skin to leather."        

 "There is no cobbler above," Podrick protested.                 

"There is, lad . . . though you may call him by another name. Tell me, which of the seven gods do you love best?"

 Brienne cleared her throat. "At Evenfall my father's septon always said that there was but one god."                 

"One god with seven aspects. That's so, my lady, and you are right to point it out, but the mystery of the Seven Who Are One is not easy for simple folk to grasp, and I am nothing if not simple, so I speak of seven gods." Meribald turned back to Podrick. "I have never known a boy who did not love the Warrior. I am old, though, and being old, I love the Smith. Without his labor, what would the Warrior defend? Every town has a smith, and every castle. They make the plows we need to plant our crops, the nails we use to build our ships, iron shoes to save the hooves of our faithful horses, the bright swords of our lords. No one could doubt the value of a smith, and so we name one of the Seven in his honor, but we might as easily have called him the Farmer or the Fisherman, the Carpenter or the Cobbler. What he works at makes no matter. What matters is, he works.

thinking about religion in thronezone lately and I remembered this part. So it seems that, at least with the Smith, there are different facets/names for this god and that some people call him different things. I wonder if this is a regional thing- more rural areas might pray to him as the Farmer and more urban areas might say Smith or Cobbler.  I wonder if this god is ever conceived of as a woman, like with professions where most of the laborers are women? The Seven essentially states that all the gods *and goddesses* are facets of the same god...it could be similar imo with the Smith

[xmadamrosex]

I FINISHED MY RARE PAIR BINGO CARD!

I did it! I blacked out my Bingo Card for @yurionice-fans​ Rare Pair Bingo!!!!

It was a battle to say the least! I was tested many times and just as many times I felt I wouldn’t finish the card. But I was determined and ended up taking the final 3 weeks of 2017 off of all other works to make sure this thing got finished. I’m now finishing it 1 day before deadline! (I went to college, I know how this works!)

I received my card on  August 15, 2017 

(To say I was thrown off by some of the square, is only the beginning. I knew I was in for a test of my writing. I had only been writing again for about a month at this point and some of these pairings made little sense to me. But are now my OTPs!)

So with further ado! Onto the stories. Starting from the Top right and moving from right to left on each row. (I put a Read More cause it’s a gonna be a long post! Some I have a few personal comments on)

Victor/Yuri P/Chris: The Moment

Yuri had never been able to wrap his head around the idea of bonding to someone for the rest of his life. How could you just want to be with someone all the time. That made no sense. Victor talked about just knowing, that he looked into Yuuri’s eyes and everything had just felt right. That was some stupid mushy stuff that was just Victor being his overly dramatic self. No, he didn’t need a Mate. He had Victor and lucky for Yuri, his Mate was understanding of their arrangement. “I just want you, and this time Chris. Okay?” 

Aya/Mila: Connections

Mila wanted Anya and she would get her. She always got her way and tonight she was going to ruin that woman in every way possible. What dark secrets is this fiery redhead hiding under that perfect persona?

Otabek/JJ: Mended Hearts

Note: This is probably my proudest story to come out of this year. It is a sequel to a NSFW Yurio week fic that made me fall in love with JJBek! So they got their own epic story! This one is on going and updating this next Saturday!

Otabek was never the best Alpha and his most recent experience had left no doubt to that. Jean was a overprotective Alpha that nothing seemed to be working out for. Can these two unlucky members of the Yuri Plisetsky: International Heart Breaker club find a way to move on? Can they build a future on the rubble of their broken hearts or will it just be the same battle with new player?

Seung Gil/JJ: Speechless Obliteration

Note: This was a new writing style for me. There is not spoken dialogue in this story. It also has a song I highly reccamend listing to on repeat as you read it. It’s a very internal mind set type of story. Song:  Florence and the Machine- Breath of Life

But he didn’t care. Not as he pulled the man to him and looked at him as he searched his eyes. Silently begging him to be the better man. To be the one that stopped this. But they both knew that wouldn’t happen. This had been brewing for years and this was simply the unavoidable conclusion to a life time of glances, of brushing of hands when no one was looking, or even the stolen kisses in locker room that they never spoke of after. It was an attraction that couldn’t be stopped. Jean had even got married in hopes it would go away. All his vows had done was make those glances, touches and kisses even more powerful; because now they were wrong and forbidden.

Georgi/Yuri P: Stray

Georgi finds a stay Catboy in his back yard and simply can’t resist helping the poor thing out.

Phichit/Gaung Hong: The Boy Is Mine

This was a nightmare, a complete and total fiasco. Yuuri stared out at the dance floor where his fairly new roommate and a small Chinese teen were currently glaring at each other like two angry cats. That is if cats wore boy shorts and crop tops that glittered.

Otabek/JJ/Leo: Pure (LAST STORY!!!)

JJ is a cheerleader. He’s the best damn man on the squad. But the quarterback of the Football team is really testing his limits… and his purity.

Otabek/Yuuri K: War of Hearts

Note: This is another story that will be added to after the new year! I have epic plans for this one! Stay tuned. I fell in love with slutty Otabek over this Bingo...

When it comes to love and secrets. Sometimes it’s better to just let it happen and worry about the consequences later. Everyone has a secret. Yuuri’s is Otabek. But what is Victor’s?

Sara/Yuuri K: Shock

Yuuri and Sara wake up naked together with no memory of what had happen.

Michele/Seung Gil: Challenge

Seung Gil learns what a body shot is!

Otabek/Leo: You Don’t Own Me

Why were those two like this. He and Leo could give them both anything they wanted. Leo’s family was as rich as his. They both had promising careers after skating and honestly were both one hell of a catch! He had spent years becoming the man Yuri deserved. Why couldn’t he just have him. Why couldn’t Yuri see he wasn’t going to do any better.

Lilia/Minako: Common Ground

Lilia and Minako take some time to catch up after years of not seeing each other.

Your Choice- Otabek/Seung Gil: Mystery of the Socks

Otabek is bored before his first Four Continents and sees a Lee Seung Gil who looks like he needs to get out more. They both get more than they bargined for and manage to loose clothing in the process.

Mari/Yuri P: Trial

Mari helps Yuri try something new.

Yuuko/Yuri P: Tiger Mom

“Mom”

Yuri knew the word. He vaguely remembered sharing a room with his mom as a very young, in the small apartment they lived in. It was one room and the kitchen was at the end of their bed. They had no couch and no TV. But he had Mama. He remembered folding into her arms as she would wrap them around him as she told him in her soft voice. “You are perfect in every way my little cub. You are loved and wanted. Remember this always.”

Mila/Sara/Isabella: Bar Stories

Mila and Sara find a drunk Isabella in the hotel bar during the Grand Prix. 

Victor/Victor: Victor Before and After Yuuri 

Note: This is a Youtube Playlist, with short little drabbles for each song. Youtube Nightcore Play List

Victor is the best. Victor is numb. What will it take for him to feel again.

Mari/Minako: Penny In The Air

Note: This is a companion story to another story coming up in the List. My Mafia AU brought on by this Bingo Card. 

The Japanese family plans their own war.

Victor/Georgi: Bros Before Hoes

Georgi has been dumped again. Victor steps into play his Bro role and maybe find the perfect woman for his bad luck friend.

Michele/Chris: Mystery of the Left Shoe

Michele is angry, Yuuri is hung over with no memories of the night before and Sara is crying. Chris decides to help the angry Italian man get to the bottom of what happen. Things don’t go exactly as planned. 

Otabek/Victor: Power Play

Hotel scene missing from Dare. Victor drags the handsy Bronze Medalist back to his hotel room.

Victor/Yuuri K: Close to You

Note: The next 3 were wrote for Yuri On Ice Music Week 2017 @yoimusicweek

On the day that you were born The angels got together And decided to create a dream come true So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair Of golden starlight in your eyes of blue -(They Long To Be) Close to You - The Carpenters 1970

Your Choice- Yuri P/Michele: Losing My Teen Spirit

Note: This wasn’t on my card but seemed like a really good rare pair. This has now grown into a full blown Mafia AU! As mentioned above! Somewhere Between Heave and Hell

Yuri looked up at her and the Space Needle behind her. He always like the tall imposing structure that looked over Seattle Center. “I want to go to the top today. I want to get high off my ass and take the elevator up.” He fell back on the grass again and moaned.

Phichit/Leo: Material Boy

Some boys kiss me Some boys hug me I think they're ok If they don't give me proper credit I just walk away Material Girl - Madonna (1984) 

Lilia/Yuri P: Support

Yuri and Lilia were so much alike. They fought for what they were and the images they have worked hard to maintain.

*Falls down* There you have it! A completed Bingo Card! 

[idombledore]

Ghostwrite or Ghost wrong? Is Ghostwriting Ethical?

Sometimes, when I'm chatting with a new friend somewhere, he'll tell me what he does to earn a crust, usually the sensible stuff, banking, broking, baking or building. And then I tell him I'm a Ghostwriter and it usually needs a bit more of an explanation. Once he understands the general idea, the first question is always the same: "What, so you write it and they say they wrote it?"

Even when I tell him I get paid to do just that, he looks at me like I've just kicked his cat, face all scrunched up, confusion and intrigue. How can I do that? More importantly, how can the supposed Author do that? How can they say they wrote a book or an article when they didn't? Isn't that like sticking jobs on your resume you never had?

In fact for years now, certainly since I started doing this, there's been a fair bit of controversy all over the web about the topic of ghostwritten blog posts. Most of the articles on the subject are mild-mannered discussions about it, but why do so many people get so angry? 

And they've been angry at me as well. One told me it's like human trafficking. I've been brought from some horror show of a place to Europe only to be exploited, my dignity locked up in a draw. One said the supposed Author is plagiarising me. Another said I was the plagiariser!

Whether or not one understands the definition of plagiarism. Whether or not it's face to face over a small beer somewhere after a day in the fields or on the internet discussion groups, the same buzzwords keep cropping up: Ethics, transparency, integrity, disclosure.

After a while, believing feverish logic was firmly on my side in the main, I need to generate a response that could educate and appease at the same time, perhaps even extract a eureka exhale, a look to the skies toward clarity. Understanding. Acceptance. 

I'd mention that what they're having a problem with here is something that's been all around them all their lives and well before they were born. It's a fundamental part of business, delegation.

We know the President doesn't write his own speeches right? Sure, he wants to get his message across but he doesn’t write it. It's ghostwritten. Of course, it's ghostwritten. We understand the word ‘speechwriter’ and we get that but call it ghostwriting and it's a different kettle of fish.

And do they really expect a bit CEO to personally chip in with 500 words for the newsletter? 

When a footballer decides to tell the world all about his life and career, he hires someone to write his autobiography. They are his memories and feelings and his family stories but a professional writer has pulled it all together for him into something that is... you guessed it... marketable. 

Because ignore all you want, forget all you need, the bottom line is marketability. That footballer isn't writing a book for posterity, so his grandkids can say "grandad did that". Like pretty much everything else, it's about expanding his brand and making money.

I'd remind the doubters that every aspect of a successful business crosses over into things they really shouldn't know anything about. It's perfectly logical for a former pop star to develop clothing or perfume brands. You can see that. Is she expected to make her own shoes?  

Paul Newman was an actor, a great actor, but what does he know about spaghetti sauce? Sure, he probably didn’t mind a decent spag bol on occasion but was he a chef before he became an actor?  At least we knew Harrison Ford was a carpenter before we saw him on our screens. Fine, so Harrison Ford is perfectly entitled to go out back and build a shed and then sell that shed if he wants.

Come on people, say it after me: Brand Loyalty. 

Paul Newman spaghetti sauces rely on brand loyalty. They're also some pretty tasty sauces but brand is everything. Of course, if a marketing bod tells you to expand into other things and shows you the money, why not?

We know all this. We've always known this, maybe just never given it this much thought. It's always been happening and we've always been comfortable with it. 

Incidentally, George Lucas didn’t hire Harrison Ford to play Han Solo after excessive rounds of auditioning and callbacks, haggling and pleading. No. George Lucas met Harrison Ford while Ford was installing a wooden door at Francis Ford Coppola’s house.

So, the logic of it, the fact its been happening under different names for as long as humans have been writing things, the logic is there for all to see.

But this is an ethical issue.

There was a thread of discussion about social media that understood all of the above but felt on social media platforms, surely it’s all about connection on a personal level. The idea that someone is connecting and sharing with someone isn't actually the person you thought it was would make you angry.

OK, first of all, you might end up seeing the occasional or not so occasional advertisement, sponsorship or other blurb to sell you stuff. Facebook pages, sponsored tweets, it’s endless. It's marketing. Conveying messages to a customer using the basis of good solid copywriting.

For over a century, when marketing managers decided to launch a new advertising campaign, who do they call? 

A Copywriter [kop-ee-rahy-ter]. Noun. A writer of copy, especially for advertisements or publicity releases. (Origin: 1910–15). Courtesy of Dictionary.com

Copywriters have never signed their names to the bottom of their ads. They get paid money to do it. 

Because in life, if we have a budget, we hire people who know the industry and do it better than we can.

But advertising on social media isn’t what they’re saying. They’re saying that on a personal level, false representation makes us feel dirty. Duped on a deeply personal level. The ethics issue is still valid. 

Let's dig into that a bit. The ghostwritten content that we see isn't Tammy next door telling you about her day. Tammy hasn't engaged George to get it all across to the rest of us because Tammy’s got stuff to do. That's where the personal relationship is paramount. When you and Tammy go down to the river and throw stones, Tammy can recount her day exactly as she wrote it. 

No. The ghostwritten material we read on social media is selling us stuff, plain and simple. It’s no more or no less valid than seeing a billboard with the CEO of a pharmaceutical firm saying “I’m your friend.” 

At a point that little Tammy does start getting George to organise her social media content and tell her friends it’s her, then that’s a matter for friendship not the channel of its conveying. 

So what I think people are actually saying when they rile against the concept of ghostwriting is they’re riling against the concept of capitalism. 

Deep down, or even closer to the surface, they know full well this has all been going on forever. And we all know we're slaves to it. That’s the irksome part. We buy into it even if we know Paul Newman didn’t actually make that sauce. And that's what makes us angry too.

Ghostwriting just seems a soft target to vent frustration. 

As far as we who prostitute ourselves and ghostwrite, that’s the point, we get paid so don’t worry about us. Why do they hire me? Because I write well, and they don’t. Or I have the time to write and they don’t. Or I like to write and they don’t.

If you have a problem with the ethics of ghostwriting, you have a problem with the ethics of life. 

In that regard, it’s easy to stand with you full strong. 

And perhaps therein lies the rub. 

Feel free to comment.

[buffystylez-blog]

Teacher’s Pet

Australian air date: No idea. Christmas Eve 1997?

Directed by: Bruce Seth Green

Written by: David Greenwalt

Starring: Sarah Michelle Gellar, Alyson Hannigan, Nicholas Brendon, Anthony Stuart Head, Charisma Carpenter, and David Boreanaz

 Oh, hi. It’s episode four, in which Buffy gets a better jacket and an attractive new teacher is revealed to be a horrible paedophile/giant praying mantis.

This episode we get quite a few ensembles, but most of them are not on full display. And one is not technically Buffy’s style. But we’ll get to that. Now. Because it’s the first outfit.

  Outfit 1

We open with Xander daydreaming that he simultaneously saves the day, or night in this case, wins Buffy’s love and performs a killer riff. It’s sort of offensive, but ok, why not. Save Buffy in a terrible outfit.

 I couldn’t find a good screenshot that didn’t make Buffy look wholly at the mercy of a dude, which also sucks. The dress is… ok. There’s a lot of red satin. It might even be relatively conservative given it’s Xander’s fantasy. I never cared for it. It’s too different from what we’ve seen her in before. Get a clue, Xander. Much like Buffy is not your personal damsel, she doesn’t really dress like this. Well, she may do in the season finale. But that’s like, eight episodes away.

Outfit 2

In contrast to Fantasy Bronze Buffy, we have a light blue combo that is much more Buffy’s style. We’re back to the Pollyanna (I’m bringing it back! I’ve decided!), knee high boots and miniskirt.

This outfit doesn’t stand out to me due to the teacher being nice and obviously marked for death. It’s like she needs a jacket…

Outfit 3

Standard definition is a bitch. Standard definition on a television series shot at night is a real jerk. This is the first of two outfits this episode I can’t see properly. This stressed out my fifteen year old brain and strains my thirty-four year old eyes.

 Is she wearing a waistcoat? Sleeveless vest? Are there buttons? Who the fuck knows? This chiaroscuro aesthetic is really charring my face. There’s a skirt, possibly a lace one.

 But who cares when Willow’s hair is working this level of magic. She’s not a witch yet but she has cast a spell on me. That was bad. I’m tired.

 Xander is blah. I don’t even care.

BUT THIS IS IT. This is the moment we’ve been waiting for. Buffy will get the greatest gift of all – Angel’s jacket.

She has to know she’s channelling Betty Rizzo right now.

 Again, a dude is essentially marking his territory through fashion. Her swag now includes a necklace, bracelet and jacket. But honestly, this jacket is such a vast improvement on her previous brown nightmare scape I don’t mind that much. Also, Angel’s biceps are… look, it took me back to swoon town.

Outfit 4

The jacket is dazzling in the warm California sun. So is Willow’s hair. Is she matching her hair to her shirt? Should I do that?

Buffy’s dress is thumbs up. Giles is heart eyes smiley face.

 Xander is sad face.

You may be asking, should Xander lose the shirt? Xander should not lose the shirt. To paraphrase Tim Bisley, he should burn it because if he loses it he might find it again.

 Teen shows from Dawson’s Creek to Pretty Little Liars and the new series Riverdale (side note: Archie does NOT look like that in the comics) feature a trope that I find utterly appalling: the hot, young teacher who has a relationship with a student. Sorry, Pacey’s teacher (can’t remember the name), sorry Ezra Fitz, and sorry Ms Grundy – you’re all gross and inappropriate and should be arrested. 

In Buffy, however, I do believe the message is that if a teacher invites you to their house, run away. similar to the mine subsidence commercials of my childhood in which Maury the Mole taught us about mine subsidence safety, if you see a totes inappropes teacher, don’t think they’re hot, run in the opposite direction and report your detection. Though the message is somewhat diluted by the fact that Buffy’s love interest is a centuries old vampire who was about twenty-six when he died.

 Back to the real issues – the clothes!

 Natalie French, casual teacher/monster/child predator, is not dressed like a teacher. Office manager maybe? She’s also wearing yellow eyeshadow. It may be yellow but it should be red. As in a red flag. I’m still tired. I couldn’t be bothered screen capping her outfits. Lots of black and white. Yellow eyeshadow.

 Outfit 5

Dark. So dark. I see a rushed ponytail – the fringe has been scooped up in the madness and is trying to escape. Pants? Boots? Some sort of jacket?

 While Buffy is tangling with a vampire who has what looks like a huge fork for a hand all I can think is, ‘wait – is that brown corduroy?’

 Ms French has a good coat. But also she’s disgusting.

  Outfit 6

Confirmed spiky headband sighting. It’s… look, I could never use them properly. I kept missing spikes all of the time.

When would scientists discover that nude t-shirt bras are best for white t-shirts? And when would we discover colourful bras look sick as hell under white t-shirts? Sex and the City I believe was 1998. So it’s a coming. It’s a coming.

I like the cropped shirt. I… don’t like the pants. And again – I would have gone with an Adidas Superstar. Cos y’all know.

And much like Backstreet, Angel’s jacket is back. Look, she wears it a lot. And why wouldn’t she? It’s amazing. And gifted to her by an amazing looking dude who is an inappropriate match and very unhelpful in the fight against evil.

What’s Cordelia been up to, apart from discovering the headless corpses of Biology teachers? Wearing hideous clothes!

What is this hellscape? I do like the shoes. But this dress can return from whence it came.

This is the outfit Buffy saves the day in. She rescues Xander from the praying mantis who’s a preying on vulnerable teens (again, I’m tired) and there’s some hijinks with bat sonar recordings and Giles’ personal memos. Hooray!

Outfit 7

JACKET. HAIR. LOVE.

Outfit 8

This one’s a real keeper. I enjoy the white, pink, olive combo. Would I wear the olive pants? Oh yeah, nah? But the white shirt looks great with the pink cardigan. I’m here for it. I was definitely there for it.

The eggs still lingering in the classroom remind me of these Jurassic Park toys that looked like the eggs from the movie and when you opened them they had a little dinosaur figurine inside. I used them for a Jurassic Park diorama I made in primary school. God, I love Jurassic Park. I might watch it now. No. I need to go to bed.

In summary, child predators are gross whether they’re actually shapeshifting insects or not, Xander is not that stylish, Buffy is mostly stylish, and Willow is stylish as hell.

 Et voila, friends! We made it through Teacher’s Pet! In the next episode Buffy dates a guy! And wears at least one cute dress! Also the Master is back! And we’re introduced to the series’ first super annoying child actor! Exclamation Marks!

Until next time, Slayerettes.

[urbanwildlifecontrol]

How to Eradicate Carpenter Bee with a Minimum Amount of Fuss

Carpenter bees are benign creatures which do not pose any dangerous implications for human beings. But for wooden creatures, it triggers a sense of panic as it drills into the wooden structures.  They form their nests in these structures and go on to lay eggs. At the same time, they are pollinators which help the gardens or plants to grow. Carpenter bee control can be undertaken by a series of mechanisms, some can be without even spraying chemicals. All this is done without significant damage to your property.

Let us now figure out the series of steps for carpenter bee control

Without Insecticides, You can Get Rid of Carpenter Bees

Just play sound speakers that would encourage the bees, to leave

The carpenter bees are sensitive to noise accompanied by vibrations. Set up the loudspeaker in the area where they reside and play music for 2 to 3 days. They will be forced to vacate the place.

•    This is one of the less bothersome and safest means of getting rid of carpenter bees

•    A strong possibility exists where the bees may return to their area of infestation even if you dispel them with the loud noise. To achieve optimum results work on preventive measures on the wooden structure once the carpenter bees have left the place.

•    If there are neighbours around, inform them that you will be playing loud music in order to get rid of the bees. The loud noise should not bother them in any way.

The Essence or almond oil could be used as a Measure to Repel Bees

Pretty much like citrus spray almond or almond essence is a true and trusted option in repelling off the carpenter bees. You would need to place the oil around the infestation areas of the bees or the holes where you find them.

A physical trap where the bees will be lured and you can trap them

This works out to be a non invasive method of carpenter bee removal. Just place a trap in the area of bee infestation and they will walk straight into it. In the meantime their escape route is nil and it will prevent them from swarming your premises

•    The trap should be hung over the holes of carpenter bees. If there are no infestations as well, then also you can hang traps so as to prevent them from appearing

•    The bee traps can be found online and in various department stores as well

A Tennis Racket to Kill the Bees When They are in an Active Mode

During the spring season, the carpenter bees are on the lookout for borrows to lay their eggs. The pollen is deposited as food for the larvae as well. It would mean that they are active for a couple of weeks. Rely on the use of a badminton racket to smack and kill the bees

•    To ensure that the bees are dead after you smack them, you can step on them with your shoes

•    The male carpenter bees are the ones who are not known to sting. You will find them buzzing around the nest as well. It means that the chances of being stung are a bare minimum

•    Take into consideration that this is not a preferred method for bee manifestation. The reason being that they are pollinators needed for effective cultivation of the crops

If the above methods do not churn in the desired results you can always resort to the use of pesticides. The powders and Insecticidal dust are rated to be effective for removing active carpenter bees. This proves efficient when the bees have dug deep into the wooden structure. With the help of a hand dust, you can apply the insecticidal spray directly on to the holes of the bees. In hindsight, it prevents their future growth as well

•    The dust is to be applied at night which reduces the chances of being stung

•    The insecticidal dust needs to be applied one single time every season

These are some of the methods by which you can advocate carpenter bee control. If you want a long term solution you must take help of professional pest control company to do the job.

[tintuc111-blog]

Cụm từ và Mệnh đề

Cụm từ và Mệnh đề

I, Complete these sentences using TOO, TOO MANY, TOO MUCH or ENOUGH with one of the following adjectives or nouns: clearly, complicated, difficult, expensive, food, hatily, mistake, rain, sweet, traffic.

You should stop to think first. You always acted ________.

This quiz is rather easy. The question aren’t ________ .

Can I have some more sugar in my coffee, plesase? It isn’t ________.

I can’t afford a new stereo. It would be ________.

There’s a water shortage. There just hasn’t been ________.

I can’t read your writing. You don’t wire ________.

Try to be more careful, please. You’re making ________.

The roads are very crowded. There’s simply ________.

I can’t understand these instructions. They’re ________.

Thoustands of people are strrving because they can’t get ________.

II, Complete the answers to the questions. Use TOO or ENOUGH with the word in brackets:

A: Is she going to get maried?

B: No, she’s not ________ (old)

A: I need to talk to you about something.

B: Well, I’m afraid I’m ________ to you now. (busy)

A: Let’s go to the cinema.

B: No, it’s ________ to the cinema. (late)

A: Why don’t we sit in the garden.

B: No, I’m ________ a the garden. (warm)

A: Would you like to be a politician?

B: No, I’m ________ a politician.  (nice)

A: Do you want to play tennis today?

B: No, I haven’t got ________ tennis today. (energy)

A: Did you hear what he was saying?

B: No, we were ________ what he was saying. (far away)

A: Can he read a newspaper in English?

B: No, he doesn’t know .________ a newspaper. (English)

A: Why don’t you put the wallet i your pocket?

B: It’s ________ in my pocket. (big)

A: I think you should apply for the job.

B: I’m afraid I haven’t got ________ (qualifications)

III, Make one sentense from two. Use TOO or ENOUGH and a phrase with FOR or a

To-infinitive.

1.    We couldn’t eat the food. It was very hot.

2.   Three people can’t sit on this sofa. It isn’t wide.

3.    A taxi would have been best. But I didn’t have much money.

4.   I couldn’t cary the equipment. I had such a lot.

5.    Sarah can’t take a day off. She’s very busy.

6.   We couldn’t climb over the wall. It was very high.

7.    A picnic would be nice. But it’s wet

8.   Natasha wants to be a professional musician. She’s very good.

9.    Nobody could move the piano. It was very heavy.

10.   We shouldn’t swim in this river. The water isn’t clean.

11.    I don’t wear this coat in winter. It isn’t warm.

12.   You can’t see some things without a microscope. They are very small.

13.        All my guests will need chairs. But I haven’t got very many.

14.           He didn’t get the job. He wasn’t experienced.

15.        I can’t explain the situation. It’s complicated.

IV, Rewrite the following sentences, using ENOUGH…TO.V

1.             He is too old to wear this coloured shirt.

2.        The room is too noisy for us to study.

3.             She is too weak to carry this bag.

4.        This road is too dangerous for her to go at night.

5.             This pen is too expensive for me to buy.

6.        We were too late to get good seats.

7.             Bill is too foolish to understand what I say.

8.        Jack is too lazy to make progress in his study.

9.             This bag is too heavy for her to carry.

10.    I’m too poor to help you with the money.

11.        The test was too difficult for them to do.

12.    These oranges are too sour for us to eat.

13.        That sentense was too long for me to memorize.

14.    This shelf is too high for the boy to reach.

15.        The land is too poor to grow crops.

V, Rewrite these sentences, using TOO…TO.V

1.      Nien isn’t old enough to be in grade 8.

2.      This shirt isn’t big enough to fit me.

3.      The test wasn’t easy enough for me to do.

4.      He didn’t get up early enough to catch the first bus to work.

5.      These shose aren’t big enough for him to wear.

6.      She isn’t patient enough to do this job.

7.      I’m not tall enough to reach the picture.

8.      The problem wasn’t simple enough for her to understand.

9.      This house isn’t large enough for a family of four people to live in.

10.  The test wasn’t easy enough for me tho finish in 45 minutes.

VI, Make sentences with SO … THAT.

The lesson is very difficult. Nobody can understand it.

The work is very hard. I can’t finish it on time.

This novel was very interesting. I couldn’t put in down.

This song is very simple. All of us can sing it.

My bothers and sister were very excited about the trip. They couldn’t sleep.

The weather was hot. You could fry an egg on the sidewalk.

I couldn’t understand her. She talked too fast.

Grandpa help me tightly when he hugged me. I couldn’t breathe for a moment.

There were few people at the meeting . It was canceled.

Ted couldn’t get to sleep last night. He was worried about the exam.

Jerry got angry. He put his fist though the wall.

I have many problems. I can use all the help you can give me.

I can’t figure out what this sentense says. His handwriting is illegible.

It took us only ten minutes to get there. There was little traffic.

Too many people came to the metting. There weren’t enough seats for everyone.

The coffee is extremely hot. The children can’t drink it.

My brother is very strong. He can lift this heavy table.

That play is very interesting. You should see it.

The suitcase is very heavy. Nobody can carry it upstairs.

My brother is very intelligent. He can do this difficult exercise.

VII, Use the construction TOO … + to-infinitive to rewrite the sentences below.

1.    It was so cold that we didn’t want to go out.

2.        This man is so old that he can’t work.

3.    Mr. Pike is so weak that he can’t walk without a stick.

4.        These shoes are so big that I can wear them.

5.    The ground is so hard that we can’t dig it.

6.        These goods are so expensive that they can’t be sold quickly.

7.    The elephant is so big that it can’t run fast.

8.        She walked so fast that her younger sister couldn’t follow her.

9.    Your handwriting is so hard that it can’t run fast.

10.   I got up so late that I didn’t have time to eat breakfast.

XIII, Fill in the blanks with SO MUCH or SO MANY.

We have ________ problems that we can’t go to bed early.

Why have you got ________ furniture?

There was ________ food that everyone ate too much.

There were ________ guests that there wasn’t enough food.

Why did yu buy ________ beer?

Doctor Simmon has ________ patients that he’s always busy.

I ate ________ sandwiches that I felt ill.

My father has ________ work to do that he can’t come back home tonight.

Why did he drink ________ wine?

They drank ________ wine that they couldn’t walk.

His mother asks him to take ________ things that he can’t put all of them into his suitcase.

There are ________ places of interest in London that Jane can’t decide where to go first.

It took Jane ________ time to listen to her roommate.

There was ________ noise in the room that I couldn’t work.

There are ________ planets in the universe that we can’t count them.

IX, Make sentences with SUCH … THAT.

The house is very expensive. Nobody can buy it.

The boy is very nice. We all like him.

The weather was very cold. We couldn’t go out.

The room was very dark. I couldn’t see anything.

The day was nice. We decided to go to the beach.

We took a walk. It was a nice day.

It was an expensive car. We couldn’t afford to by it.

I don’t feel like going to class. We’re having beautiful weather.

The classroom has comfortable chairs. The students find it easy to fall asleep.

The tonado struck with great force. It lifted automobiles off the ground.

This is good coffee. I think I’ll have another cup.

It wa a good book. I couldn’t put in down.

Karen is a good pianist. I’m surprised she didn’t go into music professionally.

We did a lot of gymnastics. We couldn’t walk afterwards.

They were beautidul flowers. We took a photograph of them.

This coat is very short. He can’t wear it.

The tea is very hot. The children can’t drink it.

The tests were quite difficult. We couldn’t do them.

The boy is very lazy. Every body hates him.

The girl is very intelligent. She can do this difficult exercise.

X, Use SO or SUCH.

The sun shone ________ brightly that Maria had to put on her sunglasses.

Dean was ________ a powerful swimmer that he always won the races.

There were ________ few students registered that the class was cancelled.

We had ________ wonderful memorise of that place that we dicided to return.

We had ________ good a time at the party that we hated to leave.

The benefit was ________ great a success that the promoters decided to repeat it.

It was ________ a nice day that we decided to go to the beach.

Jane looked ________ sick that the nurse told her to go home.

Those were ________ diffcult assignments that we spent 2 weeks finishing them.

Ray called at ________ an early hour that we weren’t awake yet.

The book looked ________ interesting that he decided to read it.

He worked ________ carefully that it took him a long to complete the project.

We stayed in the sun for ________ a long time that we became sunburned.

There were ________ many people on the bus that we decded to walk.

The program was ________ entertaining that nobody wanted to miss it.

XI, Put in SO, SUCH or SUCH A.

I like Tom and Ann. They’re ________ nice people.

I was surprised that he looked ________ well after his recent illness.

The weather is lovely, isn’t it? I didn’t expect it to be ________ nice day.

He always looks good. He wears ________ nice clothes.

It was ________ boring film that I fell asleep.

The children had ________ much fun at the carnival that they begged to go again.

The food at the hotel was ________ awful. I’ve never eaten ________ awful food.

The test was ________ easy that everyone got a high score.

I didn’t realize you lived ________ long way from the city center.

I feel like I have ________ little energy that wonder if I’m getting sick.

They are ________ hard-working carpenters that I’m sure they’ll make success f their ney business.

He’s difficult to understand because he speaks ________ quickly.

She made ________ many mistakes that she failed the exam.

I can’t decide what to do. It’s ________ problem.

A: Sorry I’m ________ late. We had ________ lot to do at work. My boss gets in ________ a panic about things. Shw makes ________ big fuss.

B: You shouldn’t do ________ much. You shouldn’t be ________ willing to work ________ long hours. No wonder you’re ________ tired. You’ll make yourself ill, you know.

XII, Use SUCH instead of SO to rewrite the sentenses below.

He is so clever that he can answer all my question.

Keller is so rich that he can give the charitable society one million dollars.

This city is so large that I’ve got lost.

That day was so nice that all of us went out for a walk.

This shop is so small that we don’t take notice of it.

That fish was so big that it could weigh fifty kilos.

The test we did yesterday was so diffcult that we couldn’t finish it an hour.

The play we saw yesterday was so bad that we went out by halves.

The story he told us was so funny that I couldn’t help laughing.

Jane’s conduct is so good that everybody likes her.

Mary’s voice is so beautiful that we all like to hear it very careful.

Miss Snow’s ring is so valuable that she keeps it very carefully.

Your dog is so fierce that nobody dares to approach it.

His house is so beautiful that he doesn’t want to sell it.

Our car is so old that we must repair it three times a month.

XIII, Combine two sentenses, using SO…THAT or SUCH…THAT.

The sun shone brightly. Maria had to put on her sunglasses

Dean was a powerful swimmer. He always won the races.

There were few students The class was cancelled.

The house was beautiful. I took a picture of it.

The coffee is strong. I can’t drink it.

This is a good film. I want to see it again and again.

There was a lot of food. Everyone ate too much.

There was a lot of guests. There wasn’t enough food.

I ate a lot of sandwiches. I felt uneasy.

David has a lot of work to do. He can’t come tonight.

He was very sick. He was sent to the hospital.

It was very dark. He couldn’t see anything.

He has very wide knowledge. We can’t help admiring him.

His conduct is very good. All his teachers love him.

Mary has a beautiful voice. We all like to hear her sing.

John is still very weak. He can’t walk without a stick.

My father has a very good health. He seldom takes any medicines.

There is too much noise. We can’t learn our lessons.

My friend is very strong. He can lift up the table by himself.

Bill is an intelligent boy. He is always at the top of his class.

XIV, Match the sentences and combine them, using SO or SUCH.

A

B

1.      Sarah was late home.

2.      Mike hadn’t cooked for a long time.

3.      The piano was heavy.

4.      Tom was annoyed about United losing.

5.      The band was a big attraction

6.      Vicky had a lot of work to do.

7.      The party made a lot of noise.

8.      She speaks English well.

9.      It was horrible weather.

10. The music was lould.

-    All the tickets sold out.

-    He wouldn’t speak to anyone.

-    He’d almost forgotten how to.

-    It kept all the neighbors awake.

-    Mark had already gone to bed.

-    You could hear it from miles away.

-    We spent the whole day indoors.

-    Mike and Harriet couldn’t move it.

-    She was sure she’d never finish it.

-    You would think it was her native language.

XV, Complete the following sentences.

1.             The lesson was so difficult that …

2.             There is so much noise here that …

3.             The goods were so good that …

4.             That book is so interesting that …

5.             We enjoyed the music so much that …

6.             They are such high mountains that …

7.             He is such a busy man that …

8.             She speaks with such speed that …

9.             They are such big shoes that …

10.        She is such a busy peson that …

11.        He spoke so fast that …

12.        The exam was so difficult that …

13.        He worked so hard that …

14.        I was so tired that …

15.        Distances are so great that …

16.        They’ve got so much money that …

17.        The mountains are so high that …

18.        My father is such a busy man that …

19.        I have so many things to do that …

20.        It was such lovely weather that …

21.        This is such a heavy package that …

22.        He spoke so quickly that …

23.        It is such a warm day that …

24.        We had such a good time on holiday that …

25.        That was such a good movie that …

26.        I’ve got so many things to do that …

27.        We had such a good time that …

28.        These shoes are so expensive that …

29.        This is such a difficult lesson that …

30.        It was such an extraordinary strory that …

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PHRASES AND CLAUSE OF REASON

I, Supply either BECAUSE or BECAUSE OF as appropriate.

We delayed our trip ­_______ the bad weather.

Sue’s eyes were red ­_______ she had been crying.

My mother is always complaining ­_______ the untidiness of my room.

The water in most river is unsafe to drink ­_______ it’s polluted.

The trees were bend over ­_______ the wind.

You can’t enter tis secure area ­_______ you don’t have an official permit.

It’s unsafe to travel in that country ­_______ the ongoing civil war.

Several people in the crowd became ill and fainted ­_______ the extreme heat.

Mark didn’t go to work yesterday ­_______ he didn’t feel well.

We couldn’t get into the disco ­_______ the enormous crowd.

It was difficult to deliver the letter ­_______ the sender had written the wrong ad-dress on the envelop.

We decided to leave early ­_______ the party was boring.

Rescue attemps were temporarily halted ­_______ the bad weather.

Paul may not go to the football game ­_______ his grades.

They visited their friends often ­_______ they enjoyed their company.

II, Match the two halves of the sentence. Then write the full sentence, using the word in brackets. Add commas where necessary.

A

B

1.             Yesterday was a pubic day.

2.             We didn’t want to wake anybody up

3.             We didn’t know what time it was

4.             It was a nice day

5.             The door was open

6.             You paid for the theater tickets

7.             Oil is an irreplaceable natural resource

8.             We didn’t see Lisa for a long time

9.             Lilian was late for work

10.         Sonia was tired

11.         Eva had an atteactive peronality

12.         Mother had burnt the dinner

13.         It’s a really useful book

14.         Ellie hadn’t fully recovered yet

15.         All the students had done poorly on the test

-    she was very popular. (since)

-    we ate out. (as)

-    it explains everything very clearly. (because)

-    none of us had a watch. (because)

-    the teacher decided to give it again. (since)

-    she missed the bus. (because)

-    we went for a walk by the sea. (as)

-    we didn’t recognize her. (because)

-    we must do whatever we can to conserve it. (since)

-    we came in very quietly. (as)

-    she felt weak. (because)

-    we didn’t have to go to work. (since)

-    please let me pay for our dinner. (as)

-    she’d been working very hard. (because)

-    I walked in. (since)

III, Combine each pair of sentences, using BECAUSE, SINCE, AS.

1.     She saw the wanted man in a small coffee shop. She phoned the police.

2.     She coughed and sneezed. The doctor said she had to stay out of crowd.

3.     The teacher is sick. We’ll have no class tomorrow.

4.     It got dark. I couldn’t read the letter.

5.     She walked slowly. Her leg was injured.

6.     I didn’t come in time. There was a traffic jam.

7.     Mary looks happy. She has just got good marks.

8.     He stayed at home yesterday. His mother was sick.

9.     He came to the office 10 minutes late. He missed the first bus.

10. We didn’t want to go out. It rained heavily.

IV, Make questions with WHY.

I left school because of my hard life at that time.

The train was late because the fog was thick.

They’ll leave early because the distance is very long.

She likes him because he is kind.

The pupil understood that mathematical problem very because he explained it clearly.

V, Rewrite these sentenses, using BECAUSE.

It’s raining, so we stay at home.

Due to the cold weather, we stayed home.

Most people hear jogging is a good exercise, so they begin to jog.

People like to live in this country because of its heathy climate.

A computer can be used for various purposes, so it becomes very popular nowdays.

Stacey retired in 1987, partly because of ill health.

Stacey retired in 1987, partly beause of ill health.

Harry had to stay in hospital because of his broken beg.

Our leader couldn’t attend the meeting, so it was canceled.

The young couple decided not to buy the house because of its dilapideted condition.

I always enjoyed mathematics in high school, so I decided to major in it in college.

Most people hear jogging is a good exercise, so they begin to jog.

The climate in the country is healthy, so people like to live there.

A computer can be used for various purposes, so it becomes very popular mowdays.

Tomorrow is a public holiday, so all the shops will be shut.

VI, Change clause of reason to phrases.

Mary didn’t go to school yesterday because she was sick.

She wet to bed early because she felt tired.

Ann didn’t go to the circus with Betty because she had a ba cold.

John succeeded in his exam because her mother was sick.

Margaret stayed home because her mother was sick.

I like him because his father is kind to me.

I can’t eat these fruits because they are green.

I couldn’t read the letter because it was difficult.

I couldn’t read the letter because it was dark.

He came late because it rained heavily.

I can’t study because it is noisy.

The train came late because it was foggy.

All the teacher love him because his conduct is good.

The train late because the fog was thick.

We stopped our car because the traffic lights turned red.

The plane couldn’t take off because the weather was bad.

Rice plants grow well because the climate is warm and damp.

He couldn’t drive fast because the street was crowded and narrow.

I can’t sleep because the weather is hot.

He left school because his life was hard.

Jim had to give up jogging because he had sprained his ankle severely.

The water in most rivers is unsafe to drink because it’s polluted.

We had to stay in London an extra day because it was foggy at the airport.

Bill has to do all of the cooking and cleaning because his wife is ill.

We all have received the best of everything because our parents are generous.

I couldn’t get to sleep last night because he has poor eyesight.

John has to sit in the front row in class because it was noisy in the next apartment.

We stopped our car because the traffic lights turned red.

She couldn’t see the road because the wall was too high.

We postponed our trip because the driving conditions were bad.

CLAUSE AFTER WISH AND IF ONLY

I, Rewrite the following sentenses, beginning with I wish.

1.        I’m living in a small flat.

2.        My friends often go on a camping trip without me.

3.        I’m sorry I can’t go to the party.

4.        I must go now.

5.        It’s a pity the weather isn’t better today.

6.        He always goes to school late.

7.        I don’t know your address.

8.        My bother is too short to play basketball.

9.        I’m sorry I can’t swim.

10.    I don’t have enough money to help you.

11.    I’m sorry I can’t answer your question.

12.    I’m sorry, I can’t help you.

13.    I only have a small dictionary.

14.    What a pity! He can’t come here.

15.    I have to go to school today.

16.    I speak English badly.

17.    I don’t have a computer.

18.    I want to meet you now.

19.    I don’t know anyone in this company.

20.    I don’t know much about him.

21.    What a pity! You aren’t here with us now.

22.    I’m sorry, I’m not well now.

23.    The naughty boys always draw on the wall.

24.    I don’t have time to help you do this work.

25.    I’d like my father to give up smoking.

26.    Unfortunately, I have to work tomorrow.

27.    He doesn’t  help his mother with housework.

28.    I’d like to get access to the Internet, but I don’t have a computer.

29.    I can’t swim.

30.    It’s a pite the weather isn’t better today.

II, Write a sentence with wish.

1.        I don’t know French.

2.        It s far from my house to school.

3.        It’s very noisy for my to read the book.

4.        She doesn’t advise him to give up smoking.

5.        I don’t have a bicycle. Therefore I walk to school every day.

6.        I’m sorry I didn’t come to the party last night.

7.        It is raining heavily now

8.        I regret that you didn’t give me a chance to tell you the truth.

9.        The book is too expensive for me to afford.

10.    Mary is afraid she won’t be able to attend your weeding next week.

11.    I don’t have a lot of friends.

12.    I regret I didn’t learn to play a musical instrument.

13.    I’m too busy to watch the TV program.

14.    We live in a small house.

15.    She doesn’t know my address.

16.    You are making so much noise late at night.

17.    There aren’t any people in the hal.

18.    It is a shame we don’t have a video.

19.    She speaks English baldy.

20.    We can’t go out because of heavy rain.

21.    They are late for the metting.

22.    He can’t pass the examination.

23.    There isn’t enough water for us to drink.

24.    Mai doesn’t know a lot of student in her class.

25.    The question is too difficult for us to answer.

26.    They don’t have the key to open the lab.

27.    Unfortunately, I must to now.

28.    We live in the city but we don’t like it.

29.    He isn’t good at speaking.

30.    Lan has to stay in bed because she is sick.

III, Complete the sentences with an appopriate verb from.

Our classroom doesn’t have any window. I wish our classroom ­_______ windows.

The sun isn’t shining. I wish the sun ­_______ right now.

I didn’t go shopping. I wish I ­_______ shopping.

I can’t swim. I wish I ­_______ so I would feel safe in the boat.

I don’t know how to dance. I wish I ­_______ how to dance.

I live in the country. I wish I ­_______ in a big city.

You didn’t tell them about it. I wish you ­_______ them about it.

It’s cold today. I’m not wearing a coat. I wish I ­_______ a coat.

I don’t have enough money to buy that cook. I wish I ­_______ enough money.

It’s raining and I want it to stop. I wish it ­_______ raining.

Elena is tired because she went to bed late last night. She wishes she ­_______ to bed earlier last night.

Ann has a beautiful voice, so I want her to sing. I wish Ann ­_______ a couple of songs.

I’m not lying on the beach in Hawaii. I wish I ­_______ on beach in Hawaii.

The teacher is going to give an exam tomorrow. I wish he ­_______ us an exam tomorrow.

Jack didn’t drive to work. I wish Jack ­_______ to work. I’d ask him for a ride home.

Bill didn’t get the promotion. I wish Bill ­_______ the promotion. He feeds bad.

It isn’t winter. I wish it ­_______ winter so tha I could go skiing.

We’re going to the concert tonight. I wish you ­_______ with us.

I quit my job. I wish I ­_______ my job until I’d found another one.

My friend won’t ever lend me his car. I wish he me his car for my date tomorrow night.

IV, Put the verbs into the correct from.

I feel sick. I wish ­_______ so much cake. (I/ not/ eat)

I’m fed up with this raining. I wish ­_______ raining. (it/ stop)

It’s a difficult question. I wish ­_______ the answer. (I/ know)

I should have listened to you. I wish ­_______ your advice. (I/ take)

I wish ­_______ here. She’d be able to help us. (Ann/ be)

Aren’t they ready yet? I wish ­_______ . (they/ hurry up)

It would be nice to stay here. I wish ­_______ to go (we/ not/ have)

When we were in London last year, I didn’t have time to see all the things we wanted to see. I wish ­_______ more long time. (we/ have)

It’s freezing today. I wish ________ so cold. I hate cold weather. (it/ not/ be)

What’s her name again? I wish ________ remember her name. (I/ can)

What I said was stupid. I wish ________ anything. (I/ not/ stay)

You’re driving too fast. I wish ________ a bit. (you/ slow down)

It was a terrible film. I wish ________ to see it. (we/ not/ go)

You’re always tired. I wish ________ to bed so late. (you/ not/ go)

I spent all my money. I wish ________ it. (I/ save)

Vicky’s work isn’t going well. She wishes ________ better. (it/ be)

I looked everywhere for the key. I wish ________ it. (I/ find)

The phone has been ringing for five minutes. I wish ________ it. (somebody/ answer)

It’s very crowded here. I wish ________ so may people. (there/ not/ be)

I wish ________ me about the dance. I would have gone. (you/ tell)

V, For each situation, write a sentence with WISH or IF ONLY.

1.      Ann isn’t here. I need see her now.

2.      I’d like to take some photographs but I didn’t bring my camera.

3.      John would like to be a pilot when he grows up.

4.      It’s cold and I hate cold weather.

5.      I’m sorry I didn’t come to the party last night.

6.      I can’t go to the party and I’d like to.

7.      I regret that yoi didn’t give me a chance to tell you the truth.

8.      I reget I didn’t apply for that job.

9.      Marry is afraid she won’t be able to attend your wedding next week.

10.  My life isn’t interesting.

11.  I regret I didn’t learn to play a musical instrument.

12.  I live in a big city, but I don’t like it.

13.  You drive too fast. I’d like you to drive more slowly.

14.  He is sorry now that he didn’t invite Molly to his party.

15.  It is raining. I want to go out, but not in the rain.

16.  I didn’t understand the lesson.

17.  I’d like to buy this book but I don’t have enough money to buy it.

18.  You are too lazy. The teacher wants you to be more studious.

19.  I live in a big city, but I don’t like it.

20.  The hotel wasn’t good.

21.  Nam was sorry that he didn’t accept the job.

22.  My friend didn’t pass his exam.

23.  I have to work tomorrow but I’d like to stay at home

24.  I want the baby to stop crying.

25.  I feel sick because I ate too much ice-cream.

26.  I’m a doccer.

27.  It’s pity that you weren’t here last week.

28.  Nam is sorry now that he didn’t accept the job.

29.  A lot of people drop litter in the street.

30.  We have to work this Saturday.

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FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016 CLASS: PRIMARY 6

ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                   SUBJECT: SOCIAL STUDIES

NAME:…………………………………………………………………………….

  1.) ____________ is the legal union on a man and a woman to become husband and wife. (a) Level (b) Marriage (c) Family

2.) The smallest social entity of any community is the ___________. (a) Father (b) Family (c) Marriage

3.) Taking drugs without doctor's approval is known as drug __________.                  (a) survival (b) mistake (c) abuse

4.) Mr. Abdul has three wives. His family can be said to be __________.                     (a) polygamous (b) monopoly (c) polythenic

5.) James from Abia State marries Fatimah from Kaduna State. This is an example of ____________ ethnic marriage. (a) Inter (b) Intra (c) Ultra

6.) Mr. Fidelis from Edo State has decided to marry a damsel from Edo State. This is an example of ___________ ethnic marriage. (a) Inter (b) Intra (c) Ultra

7.) Social Studies is the study of _________ and his environment. (a) man                  (b) nature (c) life

8.) A ___________ is a lowland between two hills. (a) mountain (b) valley                  (c) ocean

9.) ___________ is the head of the family. (a) Father (b) Mother (c) Teacher

10.) A form of marriage within the same ethnic group is known as _________ ethnic marriage. (a) Inter (b) Intra (c) Ultra

11.) ___________ is the senate president of the Federal Republic of Nigeria.                (a) Muhammed Buhari (b) Bukola Saraki (c) Akinwunmi Ambode

12.) __________ is the sum total way of life. (a) Religion (b) Culture                         (c) Marriage

13.) Nigeria became a Republic on October 1st , ___________. (a) 1953 (b) 1963 (c) 1960

14.) The Quran is to the Muslims as the Bible is to the ___________. (a) occultic (b) Fetish (c) Christians

15.) There are _________ arms of government. (a) four (b) three (c) six

16.) There are ________ levels of government. (a) two (b) nine (c) three

17.) The ___________ government is also known as government at the grass root. (a) Federal (b) State (c) Local

18.) Pre-marital sex may lead to ___________. (a) joy (b) happiness (c) death

19.) The place of worship of the traditional worshippers is  called a __________. (a) mosque (b) church (c) shrine

20.) Democracy day in Nigeria is celebrated every ________ of every year.                 (a) 27th  of May  (b) 29th of May  (c) 1st of May

  PART B

  1.)  What is Marriage?

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

2.)  Write out two advantages of Inter-ethnic Marriage

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

3.)  Write out two disadvantages of inter-ethnic Marriage

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

4.)  What is Communication?

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

5.)  What is transportation?

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

                      ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                   SUBJECT: AGRIC SCIENCE

  NAME:……………………………………………………………………………

  1.)  Mechanized farming involves farming with ______________.                           (a) machines (b) tools (c) mattock

2.)  The early men were _______________. (a) pilots (b) wanderers                        (c) civilized

3.)  The branch of agricultural science that deals with fish production is known as _____________. (a) Fishing (b) Fishery (c) Fisher

4.)  Rearing of animals for man's use is known as animal ____________.                (a) husbandry (b) midwifery (c) cultivation

5.)  Cocoa can be used to produce beverage like ____________. (a) Nescafe (b) Lipton (c) Milo

6.)  ____________ is the oldest vocation. (a) Farming (b) Acting (c) Teaching

7.)  ____________ is used to produce garri. (a) Yam (b) Rice (c) Cassava

8.)  One of the advantages of agricultural science is that it produces ____________ for industries. (a) electricity (b) raw materials (c) life

9.)  Hide and Skin are the raw materials that are used to produce __________ and ____________. (a) wear and tear (b) shoes and bags (c) man and woman

10.)                     The early men lived in ___________ (a) hotels (b) caves (c) gutter

11.)                     ________ is the uppermost part of the earth that support plant's growth. (a) Soil (b) Earth (c) Land

12.)                     __________ soil is good for modeling pots. (a) Humus (b) Loamy (c) Clay

13.)                     The process whereby rocks are broken down into smaller pieces is known as ___________. (a) eruption (b) volcano (c) weathering

14.)                     A person who takes care of flowers is called a ____________.                 (a) florist (b) miller (c) stylist

15.)                     The soil contains living organisms like ___________ (a) water                        (b) air (c) earthworm

16.)                     _____________ is formed when rocks are broken down into smaller units. (a) Rocks (b) Soil (c) Organism

17.)                     Yam is an example of ___________ food. (a) carbohydrate                    (b) protein (c) living

18.)                     Animals that feed only on herbs or plants are called ___________. (a) Omnivores (b) Herbivores (c) Carnivores

19.)                     Man, based on his mode of feeding can be said to be _______________. (a) Omnivore (b) Herbivore (c) Carnivore

20.)                     Afforestation is the process of ___________ trees. (a) felling                  (b) planting (c) burning

  PART B

1.)  Mention three types of  soil

____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

2.)  Mention two agents of weathering

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

3.)              Farm Produce                       Product Produced

a.)  palm tree            _______________

b.)  cocoa                 _______________

  4.)  Write out four animals that were domesticated

____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

5.)  Mention two energy giving food crops

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

      ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2014/2015

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                 SUBJECT: VOCATIONAL APTITUDE

  NAME:……………………………………………………………………………

  Instructions: Read the following questions and answer the questions that follow

(1.)                       ___________ is the oldest vocation. (a) Drama  (b) Preaching                  (c) Farming

(2.)                       The vocation /of a __________ is cooking. (a) Cook (b) Cooker                  (c) Stove

(3.)                       A mixture of two or more metals is known as __________ (a) Alloy  (b) Gold (c) Diamond

(4.)                       A ____________ is an electronic device that can accept data, process it and give us useful information. (a) Computer (b) Farm                      (c) Vocation

(5.)                       The tool that is used to drive in nails into the wood is called ___________. (a) pincer (b) hammer (c) ruler

(6.)                       The vocation of a teacher is ___________. (a) teaching (b) sleeping (c) beating

(7.)                       One of the characteristics of a good vocation is _________.                     (a) money (b) bank (c) acceptability

(8.)                       I. T. simply refers to ____________. (a) Information Technology            (b) Information Transmission (c) Information Telephony

(9.)                       Saw is used by a carpenter to cut __________ into various pieces. (a) wood (b) joy (c) peace

(10.)                  A person that make wooden objects is called a __________                    (a) welder (b) carpenter (c) plumber

(11.)                  ___________ simply means conduct or qualities by which a professional carries out his or her duties. (a) Action (b) Professionalism                 (c) Duct

(12.)                  __________ is one of the qualities of a good professional. (a) Good character (b) Dishonesty (c) Dirtiness

(13.)                  __________ is the professional body for accountants. (a) ICAN                (b) NBA (c) NTA

(14.)                  ___________ is a processed data. (a) Information (b) Date (c) Data

Write out the following in full

(15.)ICAN = ____________________________________________________

(16.) CIBN = ___________________________________________________

(17.) NUT = ____________________________________________________

(18.) To connect two or more computers, you need ___________________. (a) network device (b) rope (c) plastic

(19.) ____________ is an indoor games. (a) Polo    (b) Cycling     (c) Ludo

(20.) ____________ is an outdoor sport. (a) Basket ball (b) Football                     (c) Wrestling

  PART B

1.)  List four vocations that you know

       _____________________________   _______________________________

       _____________________________   _______________________________

2.)  List four indoor sports

  _____________________________   _______________________________

  _____________________________   _______________________________

3.)  Mention any two data that you can receive through the internet

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

4.)  Mention two professional bodies in Nigeria that you know

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

5.)  What is the difference between sports and games

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

               ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                   SUBJECT: BASIC SCIENCE

  NAME: ……………………………………………………………………………

  1.)  __________ things are things that have lives in them. (a) Dead (b) Living (c) Dynamic

2.)  Non-living things do not have ________ in them. (a) lives (b) stone                 (c) back

3.)  The ability of living things to bring forth offspring that resemble their parents is known as _________. (a) Respiration (b) Reproduction                   (c) Irritability

4.)  Synthetic drugs are _________ formulated. (a) chemically (b) naturally               (c) herbal

5.)  ___________ is the condition of the atmosphere for a very brief period of time. (a) Weather (b) Time (c) Climate

6.)  ___________ is used to measure the amount of rainfall. (a) Rainguage               (b) Barometer (c) Anemometer

7.)  ___________ is an example of naturally occurring drugs. (a) Salt                      (b) Panadol (c) Dettol

8.)  ___________ is an example of hard drugs. (a) Cocaine (b) Caffine                       (c) Cucumber

9.)  Health is ____________ (a) good (b) dangerous (c) wealth

10.)                     There are ___________ types of eclipse. (a) one (b) two (c) three

11.)                     ___________ can make use to be an healthy. (a) Malnutrition                 (b) Good food (c) Exercise

12.)                     A __________ is used by the Sailor to navigate the sea. (a) Ruler                (b) Compass (c) Protractor

13.)                     Scientists who study space and the objects we can find in it are called ___________. (a) water (b) space (c)  astronomers

14.)                     The sun is a huge ball of burning __________ . (a) earth (b) gas                (c) solar

15.)                     The earth is ___________ in shape. (a) flat (b) round (c) spherical

16.)                     The __________ rotates from the west to the east as if it is being turned on an imaginary line passing through its centre. (a) moon (b) earth (c) sun

17.)                     The movement of the earth round the sun is called __________.                 (a) resolution (b) revolution (c) rotation

18.)                     The movement of the sun on its axis is called __________.                      (a) resolution (b) revolution (c) rotation

19.)                     The earth is divided into __________ cardinal points. (a) four                  (b) five (c) nine

20.)                     ___________ is the source of the light during the day. (a) Moon              (b) Sun (c) Moon light.

  PART B

  1.)  Write out four characteristics of living things.

______________________________ ____________________________ ______________________________ ____________________________ ____

2.)  Explain any two of the characteristics of livingthings.

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3a.) What are drugs?

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3b.) Mention two food items that are also sources of drugs.

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4.) What is drug abuse?

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6.)  Mention four planets in the Solar system.

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        ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                 SUBJECT: HOME ECONOMICS

  NAME: ……………………………………………………………………………

  1.)  All these are beverages except ____________ (a) cocoa (b) tea                  (c) corn flakes

2.)  Which of the following types of oil is not used for cooking ____________. (a) palm oil (b) groundnut oil (c) engine oil

3.)  Rice is a __________ food. (a) fried (b) baked (c) boiled

4.)  Food is necessary for ____________ (a) death (b) wealth (c) growth

5.)  The substance contained in food is called ___________. (a) nutrient                 (b) taste (c) meal

6.)  One main example of a stewed food is ___________ (a) soup (b) yam               (c) buns

7.)  Father is the head of the ___________. (a) land (b) buildings (c) family

8.)  The best source of water for laundry is ____________. (a) sea (b) ocean  (c) tap

9.)  ___________ is a group of people that are related by blood or by marriage. (a) Gang (b) Group (c) Family

10.)                     ___________ are daily pay or income. (a) Salaries (b) Wages                 (c) Savings

11.)                     ___________ are earned at the end of the month. (a) Salaries                   (b) Dividend (c) Contribution

12.)                     We can invest our money by buying ____________. (a) Shares               (b) Shoes (c) Shirts

13.)                     __________ are basic necessities. (a) Wants (b) Needs                              (c) Affordables

14.)                     Window shopping may lead to ___________ (a) impulsive buying (b) targeted buying (c) good rewards

15.)                     ___________ is used to beautify our bodies. (a) Eraser (b) Oil               (c) Cosmetics

16.)                     ___________ creams are not good for the  body. (a) Bleaching                (b) Smoothing (c) Oil base

17.)                     ___________ diet is a meal that contains all the classes of food in the right proportion. (a) Balanced  (b) All (c) Nice

18.)                     The last meal of the day is called ___________. (a) Balanced diet (b) Lunch (c) Dinner

19.)                     Food provides the body with the needed energy (a) Carbohydrate                (b) Protenous (c) Vitamin

20.)                     ____________ is the process of inter-locking two sets of yarns.               (a) Beading (b) Weaving (c) Inter locking

  PART B

1.)  Mention four sourcec of family income.

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2a.) What is family?

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2b.) Mention two members of extended family

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3.) Give four examples of Carbohydrate foods

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4.) What is balanced diet?

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5.) Mention two table manner rules.

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          ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                SUBJECT: BIBLE KNOWLEDGE

  NAME: ……………………………………………………………………………

  1.)  Paul was a __________ (a) Jew (b) Nigerian (c) Londoner

2.)  __________ was brought up in Jerusalem. (a) Paul (b) Noah (c) Moses

3.)  After his conversion, Saul's name was converted to __________. (a) Peter (b) Paul (c) James

4.)  ___________ means being friendly and giving freely to visitors and strangers. (a) Hospitality (b) Wickedness (c) Greediness

5.)  It is good to __________ strangers (a) chase (b) welcome (c) leave

6.)  Before Paul was baptized, his name was __________. (a) Saul (b) Maul   (c) Faul

7.)  Saul was persecuting the ______________. (a) Gentiles (b) Jews                       (c) Christians

8.)  The parable of the prodigal son teaches _________________. (a) pain                  (b) forgiveness (c) blessing

9.)  Parables are earthly stories with ___________ meaning. (a) heavenly                  (b) earthy (c) dirty

10.)                     The ____________ son asked from his father to give him his inheritance. (a) younger (b) elderly (c) dead

11.)                     ___________ was a friend of God. (a) Abraham (b) Bond (c) Ruler

12.)                     Abraham while showing hospitality welcomed the __________               (a) angels (b) people (c) Boko Haram

13.)                     We must be our __________ keepers (a) son (b) wife (c) brother

14.)                     When Paul got to Jerusalem after his conversion, what was the reaction of the apostles? (a) fear (b) Happiness (c) Rejection

15.)                     You are nick-named "The Student Pastor" by your colleagues in the school. What if a sick person is brought to you, what would you do?                (a) Buy paracetamol immediately (b) Pray for healing miracles immediately (c) report to the nearest police station

16.)                     Christian religion teaches man how best to maintain his ________ with God. (a) hatred (b) relationship (c) annoyance

17.)                     The ten commandment was given to Moses on Mount __________ (a) Sinai (b) Olive (c) Everest

18.)                     Jesus feed __________ people with five loaves of bread and two fishes. (a) 5,000  (b) 8,000  (c) 10,000

19.)                     A good child is a good ___________. (a) thief (b) culprit (c) citizen

20.)                     __________ means doing what you are told to do. (a) Sacrifice                (b) Prayer (c) Obedience

  PART B

1.)  Mention any four commandments from the ten commandments

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2.)  Mention any four of the disciples of Jesus

3a.) Who was Saul? Saul was _______________________________________________________________

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3b.) Who was he persecuting?

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4.) Write out "The Lord's prayer"

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                    ISLAND BUILDERS BAPTIST SCHOOL

(NURSERY & PRIMARY)

1A, MOBOLAJI BANK-ANTHONY STREET, LAGOS.

  FIRST TERM EXAMINATION 2015/2016

CLASS: PRIMARY 6                                                   SUBJECT: CIVIC EDUCATION

  NAME:…………………………………………………………………………….

  1.)  ____________ means working together. (a) Co-operation  (b) Purpose (c) Ransome

2.)  ____________ is the absence of war. (a) Peace (b) War (c) Tolerance

3.)  Nigeria became a republic on October 1st _________. (a) 1953  (b) 1960  (c) 1963

4.)  Senator ___________ is the Senate President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria. (a) Olusola Saraki  (b) Olusegun Obasanjo  (c) Ambode Akinwunmi

5.)  The legislative arm of government is responsible for _________ in Nigeria. (a) Laws (b) decree (c) degree

6.)  Evil communications __________ good manners. (a) build (b) corrupt (c) endorse

There are three major types of religion in Nigeria which are

7.) ____________________________________________________________

8.) ____________________________________________________________

9.)____________________________________________________________

Write out two national honour:

10.)___________________________________________________________

11.)___________________________________________________________

12.) Write out CFR in full: ________________________________________

Mention two imported goods.

13.)___________________________________________________________

14.)___________________________________________________________

15.) _____________ is the machinery that is set aside to direct the affairs of the people. (a) Bank (b) Military (c) Government

16.) One of the major responsibilities of the government is to provide ____________ for the people. (a) security (b) money (c) good health

17.) Every eligible citizen of Nigeria must pay _________ (a) bribe (b) tithe (c) tax

18.) The basic rights of every individual include the following except right to ________________ (a) life (b) own property (c) revenge

19.) Performing our duties in the society bring about __________ in the community. (a) war (b) peace (c) terror

20.) The highest court in Nigeria is the ________________ court. (a) Supreme (b) Customary (c) Magistrate

  Section B: Theory

1.)  Write out two fundamental human rights

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2.)  Write out the full meaning of the following:

i.                   NDLEA=________________________________________________________________________________________________

ii. NAFDAC = _____________________________________________

         _____________________________________________________

3.)  Mention two Para-military groups in Nigeria

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4.)  a._______________________________ is the senate president of the Federal republic of Nigeria.

b. _______________________________ is the president of the Federal Republic of Nigeria.

     5.) Explain the meaning of the following National symbols:

          a.) The Eagle: ________________________________________________

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b.) The two white horses: _______________________________________

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