better than pizza

Mister Hockey and the boy crying in the kitchen


Here’s the first part of a fic- AU where Bitty and Jack meet for the first time at the EpicKegster. 

Note that the second part of this is not written yet, and I’m crushed under my to-do list, so don’t expect it soon and please don’t ask when the next part will come, I don’t know. But I wanted to share this with y’all, so I hope you enjoy. 

I apologise for errors, typos or weird sentence structure, all my editing power is and will be concentrated on my own novel, so ha. 

pairings and warnings: pretty much what you get from the canon





Jack went down the stairs with a huff of annoyance. The first floor of the Haus was packed from wall to wall. Loud thumping music, laughter and yells that were barely tolerable from his room now seemed almost tangible, crushing him from all sides. He could already feel the beginnings of a headache.

He pushed his way through and managed to reach the kitchen unscathed. Only three guys were sitting at the table, loudly debating Plato’s cavern versus the Matrix, and another was leaning on the counter near the stove, muttering to himself.

Jack opened a cupboard, swore under his breath when he saw that it was empty of their usual mugs, glasses and bottles. He took a new red solo cup from the enormous pack available to all, and filled it with tap water, trying to ignore the guys at the table.

‘…aren’t you the most precious thing, baby…’

Jack turned around. The guy next to the oven was muttering endearments with a southern drawl- but there was no one next to him. He wasn’t even holding his phone.

Jack had a doubt. Was the guy talking to him?

‘Yes, you are lovely, a bit old, but I would love you, and take care of you, and create glorious things with you, oh sweetheart, if only…’

The guy was not talking to Jack. He was talking to the oven.

He was also, apparently, completely drunk.

‘… better things than pizza rolls, you can be sure of that, you sexy thing…’

Jack was a moment away from heading back to his room when he heard a sob.

‘… but it’s not to be, pretty thing, you and I will have to go our own separate ways and- sniffle- get with our own lonely lives and - oh lord, I’m being ridiculous-’

‘Huh-’ started Jack. ‘Are you okay?’

The guy turned around. He looked older than Jack expected. At least, he seemed to be over eighteen. Jack only had an impression of eyes and blond before he got the drunkest and fakest smile he ever saw in his life.

‘HI!’ said the boy. ‘Gosh, you’re big.’

‘… are you okay?’ repeated Jack.

‘Why, yes, of course! I’m peachy!’

‘You’re crying.’

The guy seemed surprised by this fact. He dried his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie and made a dismissive gesture with his other hand.

‘Don’t mind me, sweetheart, I’m being silly.’

‘…You were crying,’ insisted Jack. ‘And talking to the oven.’

‘Well, no one else seemed to give her love, so I figured-’

He stopped himself and looked at Jack.

‘You’re the Captain of the hockey team,’ he realised. ‘This is your house. This is your oven.’

‘…Yes? In a manner of speaking?’

‘What’s her name?’

‘Whose name?’

‘The OVEN,’ insisted the guy.

‘She- it doesn’t have a name?’

‘Blasphemy. If I had the chance to own such a lovely baby, I would name her something adorable! Like Daisy, or Betsy, and I would bake everyday, I would make pies and cookies and biscuits and-’

He burst into tears.

Jack threw a look around. The guys at the table were staring at them.

‘Dude, what’d’you do to him?’

‘Nothing!’

‘D’you break up with him or something?’

‘No! We just met! He was talking about the oven- and then- and then-’

He made a helpless motion towards the crying boy.

‘Maybe you should do something about it?’ suggested one of them.

‘Like what?’

‘Dunno. Something. To make him stop crying.’

Jack hesitated. He thought about retreating to the safety of his room, where the music didn’t hurt his ears and blonde strangers didn’t burst into tears at the sight of a kitchen appliance.

Awkwardly, he lifted a hand and patted the guy’s shoulder.

‘…there, there,’ he muttered, feeling like the most ridiculous man on Earth.

He got several thumbs ups from the table residents. Which didn’t help his predicament at all. The boy was still crying.

‘Hey, hey, shh, don’t cry, everything is going to be okay…’

‘You don’t know that!’ wailed the blonde boy.

‘Okay, you’re right. Maybe, huh, what could make it right?’

‘I want to BAAAAAAAAAKE!’

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Give me the fast food lesbians. Oh and with a side of a healthy relationship between Kiki Pizza and Sadie Miller, please, thank you.

reminder that maggie “world’s biggest sweetheart” sawyer said she likes pizza better than paella anyway so alex wouldn’t feel bad or embarrassed about burning dinner

Preference #2 | You’re Best Friends.

Author’s Note: Sooo Calum’s preference got a little long. OOPS!

Ashton: 

It was week number 3 of the boys’ world tour. This meant it had been 3 weeks without my best friend. Ashton promised to call, text, and FaceTime when he got the chance. And to my surprise, he actually did do things on a fairly regular basis. We got into a pretty regular routine with when he’d call. Although, it wasn’t like being face to face. We both knew it. It was impossible to have movie nights or to go to the mall together. It had only been 3 weeks, but I already had plane tickets to go and see him. He had no clue and I wanted to keep it that way until the very last second. I had communicated with Luke since they left about coming. He said he’d make up some sort of excuse as to why he had to go to the airport to come pick me up. Luke would take me to the venue and I’d help out where I could for 2 weeks. The time to get off the plane had come and I texted Luke: I’m landed :) . I somehow had stuffed everything into a duffle and a backpack. I went to grab my bag and saw Luke waiting. “Hey, Luke!” I walked over and gave him a hug. “Ready to go see your boyfriend?” He smiled. “We.. aren’t dating. We’re just friends.” I stuttered. Luke laughed. “Sorry, the way he’s been talking about you lately, I just assumed he’d asked you out.” I blushed. “He talks about me?” Luke rolled his eyes. “Are you seriously joking? The guy literally only shuts up about you when we tease the shit out of him; and even then he’ll start again in a couple hours.” I turned even redder. “oh..” “But you didn’t hear it from me. Actually, you didn’t hear that at all.” Luke said. We hopped in an Uber and got to the venue. We put my stuff into the bus and then headed inside. “LUKE! Did you get the headphones you wanted because I found ones that look way better at.. HOLY SHIT! Y/N!” The curly haired boy came running towards me at full speed. I was soon lifted off of the ground. “What are you doing here?” He smiled. “Well, I guess this isn’t my apartment. Weird.” I teased. “I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you so much, you have no idea.” I laughed. “No, you have no idea how much I freaking missed you.” I responded. Ashton pulled me in even closer. Our faces were inches apart from each other. “Hi.” He whispered. “Hello, Ash.” I giggled. Suddenly his lips were on mine. His eyes widened and he quickly pulled back. “I don’t know why I just did that.” “I’m not mad. It was kinda nice actually.” “Again?” He asked with a huge smile. I nodded and we began to kiss again. “THEY ARE KISSING! YOU OWE ME TEN BUCKS, MICHAEL!” Calum yelled.

Michael

“Pizza?” Michael asked. “We literally had pizza last movie night and the past 3 other times.” I groaned. “And what goes better with a movie than pizza?” He asked. “I don’t know, maybe like Chinese or Chipotle?” Michael pouted. I rolled my eyes. “You win this time, Clifford. Just this once!” I yelled as I went to grab the pizza takeout menu. I ordered pizza and sat back on the couch. “Wanna Netflix and chill?” Michael joked. “In the most innocent way possible, yes.” I laughed. “Oh c’mon. You’re no fun.” He rolled his eyes. I started grabbing movies and we finally decided on a comedy. The pizza arrived and we ate it happily while watching movies. We started cuddling as it got later. All of a sudden, Michael’s front door was burst open. The other three boys came tumbling in. “We heard it was movie night!” Ashton yelled. The other two boys smiled and nodded. “Oh, we aren’t interrupting anything, are we?” Calum teased. “Yeah, we heard it wasn’t a date, so we thought it would be fine if we came over.” Luke added. Michael glared at all of them. “It should be really fun with you guys here! I’ll go make more popcorn and grab more drinks.” I said and went into the kitchen with Michael close behind. “I can kick them out if you don’t want them here.” Michael said. “I mean I would’ve preferred the two of us, but we never said they couldn’t come, so the more the merrier!” I said as I grabbed the fresh popcorn and a couple of sodas. I set the stuff on the coffee table as the boys mumbled thank yous. I sat back down on the couch as the boys grabbed a horror movie. “Great..” I mumbled. Michael soon joined me back on the couch. “Are you okay watching this?” Michael whispered. I nodded my head as I began to see the horror in front of me. The movie kept getting scarier and tears started to silently come down my face. Michael looked down at me and tried to make me look away, but I’d gotten this far into the movie and I just hoped to see a happy ending soon. I continued to silently cry for awhile. Michael quickly grabbed me and started kissing me. “JESUS MICHAEL!” Luke shouted. Michael pulled away. “Now we know why we’ve never officially been invited to one of these movie nights!” Ashton said. “Seriously, if you’re going to do that get a room!” Calum added. “This is my house. This all is my room.” I continued to sit there blushing and speechless. “Well, on that note we will be heading home because our work is done here.” Ashton said. They all got up, said quick good-byes, and left. “Why did you kiss me?” I asked shyly. “You were crying. I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to make it stop and I didn’t know how and… and I’m sorry.” He flustered. “It’s okay. I’m not complaining, I just wanted to know.” He smiled.

Luke:

“Luuuuuuuukkkkeeeee” I called out. I had just gotten to his and Michael’s place, so we could hang out. I heard footsteps coming from the floor above me and saw Michael coming down the stairs. “Well, you’re not the postmates guy.” Michael sighs. “Hi to you too, Mikey. Where’s Luke?” Michael just pointed up the stairs where their bedrooms are. I nodded and headed upstairs. Luke’s door was open and I saw him soundly sleeping. I started to walk closer to him, so I could wake him up. “Michael, I swear to god if you try and prank me, I will murder you.” My eyes widened. “Well, I guess I’m glad that I’m not Michael.” Luke opened his eyes. “Y/N! Just come cuddle for a little bit. I’m not ready to go to the mall yet.” “Obviously” I laughed. I crawled in the other side and he soon wrapped an arm around me. We just laid there for a few minutes. “So what do you need to get again at the.. oh” I looked at Luke and he was fast asleep. I tried to fall asleep until I heard Luke mumbling. “Y/N. She’s so nice.” I smiled. “So pretty.. funny.. kiss me..” My eyes widened. I checked to see if he was awake, but he was sleeping. I had a crush on Luke, but I wasn’t going to act on this. It could’ve been a weird dream and he could think we were just friends, which we were. He finally woke up and got ready for the mall. “Okay, I need to hit a few places to grab some new shirts and pants, you?” He asked. All I could think about was what he had said in his sleep. “Uh, I don’t need anything.” He gave me a weird look and we went to the mall. “What do you think of this shirt?” He asked. It was just a plain black tee. “It’s a nice basic.” He rolled his eyes and continued looking. “This?” “It’s a good thing for layering.” He held onto it and moved on to the pants. He grabbed a couple of black jeans and I continued to make awkward comments. He grabbed a pair of bright red skinny jeans. “What do you think about these?” He raised an eyebrow. “I think if you paired it with the right shirt, you could make it work..” He sighed. “Cut the crap. What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird all day.” I decided whether or not to tell him. “Well?” He asked. “I might have heard you talking about me in your sleep. You might have said something about kissing me or wanting to, but I get that dreams aren’t real, so I didn’t want to say anything.” I spewed. His eyes widened. “Okay, you weren’t supposed to hear that. But now that you have, I really like you and I have for awhile. I didn’t want to say anything in case you didn’t like me back.” He let out a big sigh. “Well, I kinda like you too.” I smiled and he smiled back. “Wanna make all my dreams into reality?” He smirked. “All?” I asked. Luke laughed and nodded. 

Calum: 

Being on tour with the guys was one of the best times of my life. We were all good friends and Calum was my best friend. We got to see different cities almost everyday and I got to hang out with these four dorks all of the time. “Y/N! Can you grab me a drink from up there? I don’t care what it is.” Luke yelled. Calum had gone bass shopping with John and I didn’t want to go, so I stayed back with the boys. “Yep!” I grabbed another coke and went into the back of the bus. Luke stood up and opened it just as the bus started for regular check ups. His coke went all over my shirt and I just laughed because it was the kind of luck I had. “Do you want to borrow a shirt? I know you need to do laundry at the next hotel.” Luke asked. “That’d be great, thanks.” Luke went and grabbed a shirt from the small bag he kept on the bus. I took it into the bathroom and threw my shirt into a plastic bag. I also put my hair up into a bun because my outfit became more casual. Luke and I watched a few episodes of The Office before Calum got back. “Y/n! I’m back!” He yelled as he walked on. “How was bass shopping?” I asked as he walked in. He looked at me and at the shirt I was wearing. “It was fine. I got a new bass.” Calum suddenly sounded like this was the most boring conversation in the world.I shrugged it off and let him go, maybe he was tired from walking around. It was time to head into the venue and I ran up to Calum to talk to him after I had given him some space. “So are you playing your new bass tonight?” I questioned. “Yeah.” He said as he quickened his pace. “Are you excited?” I continued. “Can you just leave me alone?” He raged. I stopped in my tracks. “I’ll be in the bus. Sorry.” I spun around and ran to the bus with tears streaming down my face. I’d ordered my weight in pizza and cheese breadsticks. I switched into my pajamas and stained my pillow with makeup and tears. I didn’t know what I did to Calum and he’d never been actually that angry with me. I fell asleep until I heard the boys get on the bus. “Where was Y/N tonight? She’s normally waiting for us after our set.” Ashton asked. “She’s in here; I think. I’m going to bed.”  Calum sighed. “Is there something going on between the two of you?” Ashton asked. “I’m. going. to. bed.” I could almost hear Ashton lift his hands up as Calum walked towards the bunks. I didn’t understand what his deal was and now he was mad at Ash too because of me… The tears started to come out again and got out of bed and ran into the back before anyone could hear me. The door slid shut behind me and I flopped onto the couch. “Can I get an answer out of you as to what’s going on or are you going to bed too?” Ashton whispered. I looked at the boy sitting on the opposite couch. “I would tell you if I knew, but I don’t. And damn, do I wish that I did.” I sighed. I eventually fell asleep on the couch while Ash watched some dumb movie. I woke up the next morning looking like a raccoon that got caught in a wind storm. My hairbrush and makeup remover were my best friends today. Luke came onto the bus looking like this was his walk of shame. “Where were you last night?” I asked sounding sadder than intended. “I went to the club and well, things progressed and..” “Oh. I hope it was a good time.” I said. I walked off the bus, grabbed my laundry, and walked into the hotel. I checked myself in and went to the laundry machines to begin.  I heard a pair of footsteps. “So, I don’t mean to open any wounds, but what did you do to Y/N?” Luke asked. “What did I do? What the hell do you mean? I didn’t even know you two had a thing until yesterday when I saw her wearing your fucking shirt and then you didn’t even come back last night. She was a mess last night and then you come back in the morning and tell her you cheated on her! Which isn’t fucking cool for a few reasons. 1. She’s my best friend. 2. Nobody should be treated like that. 3. YOU KNEW I LIKED HER AND YOU STILL DECIDED TO GO FOR HER AND BREAK HER HEART!” I heard something hitting the wall and I assumed it was Luke. “Dude, what the actual hell are you talking about? We aren’t a thing.” “Did she know that?” Calum questioned. I decided it was time to end this. I walked into the hallway. “Yes, Cal. Luke and I were never a thing. I was a mess last night because you freaked out at me for no reason. And I’m still a mess if you couldn’t tell. I don’t what I did, but this is between you and me; not me and Luke.” Calum let Luke out of his grip. He turned to me. “Why were you wearing his shirt then?” “He spilled coke on me and offered me a clean one because he knew I needed to do laundry. But your attitude makes me wish I’d just kept the spilled one on because I spent the night in the bus crying anyways.” I explained. “You could’ve borrowed one of mine.” He mumbled. “You would’ve freaked out at me! Do you not remember what you were like yesterday, Calum?” I yelled. “I wouldn’t have been mad at all if you just wore one of mine instead of his!” He yelled back. “Why would that even matter? It’s just a shirt.” Calum let out a huge sigh. “It does because I’m in love with you. And I want you to wear my shirts. I know we’re best friends, but like I want something more. God, I’ve wanted something more way before we even left for this tour. You wearing his shirt just like made me realize we aren’t more and that anyone could date you. And thinking about that makes my blood boil. I’m sorry if you don’t feel the same or whatever, but..” I cut him off. “Cal, I love you too. I wouldn’t look like this if I didn’t. I didn’t think you even liked me and I felt like I just came on this tour because you felt guilty leaving me like a puppy who follows you around everywhere.” He brings his lips to mine and pulls away. “If anything I’m the puppy that follows you around everywhere, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever gone shopping as much as when we started being best friends or had as many face masks or had as many lipstick swatches on my hands and arms as I did before. I did it because I was so freaking in love with you.” I blushed. “Do you want to be my girlfriend or continue to make me wait?” He asked. “As much fun as it sounds to make you wait, I’ll be your girlfriend.” I said. “FINALLY!” I heard all of the boys shout. 

Lesson 29: -보다 (더), (more) than, and 제일, the most

This lesson we will look at how to compare two items (nouns) in Korean using -보다 (더).

When making a comparison using -보다 (더), the subject markers 이/가 should be used. The noun followed by 이/가 is the main subject of the sentence, and the noun followed by -보다 (더) is what the subject is being compared to. -보다 (더) is added to the second noun and the 더 can be used to make the comparison stronger; it’s not required.

Your sentence should look like this:

[subject]+이/가 [2nd noun]보다 (optional 더) [verb/adjective].

한국말이 영어보다 (더) 어려워요. Korean is more difficult than English.
캐나다가 한국보다 (더) 커요. Canada is bigger than Korea.
제가 남동생보다 (더) 먹었어요. I ate more than my little brother.

The order of the items being compared does not affect the meaning of the sentence so long as -보다 is attached to the appropriate noun.

한국보다 캐나다가 커요 = 캐나다가 한국보다 커요
Canada is bigger than Korea.

You can also use 더 without -보다. “더” itself means “more” in English.

레오: 혁 씨하고 홍빈 씨 중에 누가 더 커요?
켄: 혁 씨가 더 커요.
Leo: Between Hyuk and Hongbin, who is taller?
Ken: Hyuk is taller.

The opposite of 더 (more) is 덜 (less). You can use it in the same way as 더 when making comparisons, but it’s almost more natural to use 더 instead of 덜. For example:

제가 남동생보다 덜 커요. I am less tall (shorter) than my younger brother.

This sentence is grammatically correct but it’d be more natural to say something like “남동생이 저보다 더 커요” (My younger brother is taller than me) instead.

Sometimes you’ll hear 덜 pronounced as 들; there’s no meaning difference here, 들 is just a slangy/cutesy way of saying 덜.

Now if you wanted to say something was better than something else, there are two ways of doing this in Korean. The first way is to use 좋다 (to be good) and 나쁘다 (to be bad).

치킨이 피자보다 좋아요. Chicken is better than pizza.

However, if you say this the meaning is actually a lot closer to “I like chicken more than pizza”. If you want to say and mean that chicken is better than pizza, you need to use the word 낫다. We would translate 낫다 to “better” in English, but if we took it literally it means “more good” which isn’t something we’d say in English. Using 낫다 means you also do not need to use 더 as the “more” is already in the word itself.

치킨이 피자보다 나아요. Chicken is better than pizza.
*낫다 is a ㅅ irregular verb, we’ll be looking at all irregular verbs in their own lesson soon.

Note: 낫다 is also used when describing getting better after being sick. 

병은 나았어요. I’m better. (literally: The sickness is better)
감기는 나았어요. My cold is better.

Above we’ve compared two items. What if you want to say something is “the most” of something else, or out of something else? You need to use a superlative. A superlative compares one part of something in relation to a larger group. The superlative we’ll look at in this lesson is the Korean word 제일 which can be translated as “the first” or “the most”.

제일 is used only with adjectives, and adverbs.

제일 커요. (adjective) O
제일 빨리 (adverb) O
제일 방 (noun) X
제일 먹어요 (verb) X

Unlike -보다 which is always attached to a noun, 제일 is written on its own, ie: not attached to any other word. It is placed in front of the comparing adjective or adverb in the sentence.

이 방이 제일 커요. This room is the biggest.
이 사진이 제일 예뻐요. This picture is the prettiest.
레오 씨가 아침에 제일 일찍 일어나요. Leo gets up earliest in the morning.
켄 씨가 일을 제일 빨리 했어요. Ken did his work the fastest.

Even though 제일 is not used with verbs on the whole, it can be used with a select few, such as 좋아하다, 싫어하다, and 잘하다.

여행을 제일 좋아해요. I like traveling best.
수영을 제일 싫어해요. I hate swimming the most.
유라 씨가 노래를 제일 잘해요. Yura sings best./Yura is the best singer.

The word 가장 is a synonym of 제일, but you will generally hear it used more in speech.

You may have noticed in one of the examples towards the top of the post the term 중에. 중에(서) is sometimes used when expressing superlatives. For example:

우리 반 학생들 중에서 A 씨가 제일 멋있어요. Out of everyone in our class, A is the coolest.
우라 반 학생들 중에서 누가 키가 커요? Out of our classmates, who is the tallest?
Kpop 노래 중에서 무슨 노래를 제일 좋아해요? Of all the kpop songs, which do you like best?
고기하고 야채 중에서 고기를 제일 좋아해요. Between meat and vegetables, I like meat best.

중에서, however, is not used when talking about places or locations. Instead, only the subject marker -에서 is used.

한국에서 63빌딩이 제일 높아요? Is the 63 Building the tallest in Korea?
세계에서 제일 노픈 산이 뭐예요? What is the tallest mountain in the world?

That’s about it for this lesson. :)

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Don’t Fear The Reaper Chapter 46: Agony

Sam Winchester x Reader

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Story Summary: You are a reaper, actually one of Death’s favorites.  You’ve been following the story of the Winchesters for a while, staying out of sight, never letting them see you. You slowly fall in love with Sam, even though he doesn’t know you exist. But that all changes one day. Set in Season 5

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

During your life as a Reaper, you had experienced a lot of things. The supposed love of a knight, plagues and wars. You had felt heartbreak and sorrow, along with pain and weariness. Nothing that you had felt in your thousands of years could compare to the agony rushing through your system right now.

The flesh on the side of your face was burning, and in between your cries of agony you wondered if your skin was actually burning off, or if it was just your imagination. Blood seeped out of the wound, sizzling as it came into contact with the wound, and you could smell something putrid and disgusting.

“Y/N!” Sam screamed, or at least you thought he did. It was hard to tell what was happening when you were so lost in the pain and fear that came with being poisoned by a Dragon. What was worse than the pain was the fear of leaving Sam, knowing this was much more permanent than heading back to Death.

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Female / INTJ / Leo / Hufflepuff / Lesbian