#whatever he wants to include or exlude

[a-bisexual-panicking]

the only specific thing I would like to see in GO season 3? The scene where The Arrangement is made. We hear it being mentioned a lot (even in the book, once), but we never actually see Crowley and Aziraphale one day coming together and saying "ok since we are meeting often and we don't exactly go along with our sides what if we do an arrangement?". I would like to see who got the idea. I would like to see them discussing the terms of this Arrangement. And most importantly I would like to know if it's just a normal arrangement or if it includes magic of some kind, like something that bounds them and forces them to the terms of The Arrangement as long as it is valid. Idk about y'all but I'd like to know that.

[shadowoods]

Comfort | Shingeki no Kyojin

Desperately in need for something positive with the following characters 

Let’s say after a terrible day they need some comfort of their favorite person.

A/N: no manga spoilers, anime snk first two episode spoilers might be included. Long post! +5 under the cut. 

Levi Ackerman. He frowned when he entered the room you two were sharing and seeing you on your knees, cleary searching for something on the ground. “(Y/N), would you care to explain what in the world you are doing there?” The sudden sound of is voice startled you and with a loud dong, your head made contact with the wooden bed. “I was looking for dust to clean up.” His confusion grew more intense. Since when have you been so much into cleaning? “You know, I’ve recently read the human body loses a lot of dead cells and cleaning regulary will prevent a pool.” You nervously fiddled with your fingers, a slight brush crept onto your cheeks. “I know you don’t like that and since your arm is injured I thought...” “Tch”, he interrupted before you could finish. He stepped forward and helped you back onto your feet. “What’s the point if you injure yourself in the process, silly?” He sighed when you looked embarrassed and briefly placed his lips on your forehead. It was so light you weren’t sure if it even happened. “Thank you, though”, he muttered. Then he cleared his throat, pretending he was coughing all along. 

Erwin Smith. Being the one in charge has never been more complicated. You needed to have reason for every decision you made and each time you made a mistake, at times like this, human lives were wasted. To say it was a lot of weight on one’s shoulder would be an extreme understatement. Time to give those shoulders a brief moment of rest. “Erwin”, you scolded. “Don’t you dare moving right now. You can’t function endlessly, it’s fine. Today evening you do as I say. Lean back.” You coughed. “Forth. Whatever.” With a slight groan he sunk back onto the matress. “For a commander you don’t really know what you want, he?” You could hear the mocking voice and popped a vein. Mischieviously, your grip onto his shoulders tightened which lead to another groan. “Oh my, strong soldier can’t even handle that?” You actually wanted to give him a massage, but his stubborn self couldn’t even relax for a mere five minutes. You considered stapling him onto the bed but this wouldn’t stop him from staying still. You were too busy to find a way to make him to see the smile on his face.

Mikasa Ackerman. A huge frown was caved onto her forehead for days and whilst everyone tried to avoid the worried female, you tried to make her as comfortable as possible. Eren has been asleep for a while now and even though he wasn’t in danger, Mikasa would not leave his side. You brought her self-made tea, bread or just sat next to her, letting her know she wasn’t alone. One day, she had fallen asleep in sitting position. With a smile, you place the tray with food and water on a table and sat next to her with some space left between. You were folding her scarf she had placed where you sat down when you saw a single tear ecaping her eye. She would never admit that but the current events were affecting her a lot. You unfolded the scarf again wrapped it around you two, pulling her into a hug. “(Y/N)”, she whispered. “It’s alright Mikasa, have some rest.” With a small smile, she sunk back into sleep.

Mike Zakarius. There was absolutely no use. You couldn’t read it. There was no way to interpret this lines and curves into letters and so, you needed to meet with the author of this report. When you knocked at his door and no one answered, you wanted to step in without permission, but a cadet informed you that he should be on the roof. And he was. You were sure he knew you were there, probably used his ability and smelled you from afar. “Mike, if you wouldn’t mind, would you translate your report for me?” “What’s wrong with it?”, he asked calmly. You walked closer to him and saw his eyes being closed. Obviously you caught him in his off-time. “I can’t read it. Your writing is horrible.” He chuckled. “Oh, well, sorry about that” he said, “but do you want me to write an essay on how I killed titans? I guess you know how it works.” You sighed. “You know I can’t-” “Switch to page two, (Y/N)”, he insisted. You obeyed and saw a few names neatly written one below the other. “These are the ones who died in the past few days.” He has closed his eyes again, slightly leaned back and let the wind go through his hair. You could hear some grief in his voice even though he tried not letting his emotions show through. “Mike, I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to-” He smiled. “I know. We’re used to it, aren’t we?” There was a small pause in which you were gazing at the stars. “Don’t you think we should enjoy every minute of being alive instead of writing long-ass reports on what we did to not to die?” Now he looked at you again, waiting for an answer. “I guess so.” “Why don’t you join me? I’d rather talk to those alive right now.” You silently sat next to him. Without thinking, you wrapped an arm around him and let him lean on you. You two didn’t talk, but then arm wrapped around your waist tightened, he whispered: “Thank you, (Y/N).”

Eren Jäger. You were about to retreat with the others to fulfill the next mission: Close the hole on wall Maria with Eren’s titan powers. You could tell he was nervous about that when you were on the way. It was pretty unusual for him to sit as stiff as stick and biting his lip continously. The others didn’t dare to disrupt his thoughts, and so didn’t you. There wasn’t anything to say, really. He tried to figure out how he is supposed to achieve the ability to do so and that wasn’t something you could solve. Instead, your hand searched for his and interwined your fingers with the cold of his. He almost jumped at the sudden warmth of your skin and looked at you with widen eyes. “(Y/N)”, he whispered slightly panicked, seeing the huge grin of Hanji as you two were practically holding hands. You returned the look and smiled, not letting go of him. “It doesn’t matter how this turns out”, you declared with a firm tone, “you are not alone and there is no chance I am going to leave you, understood? You are the only one capable of this.” His tensed shoulders relaxed a little and you could see the determination back in his gaze. “Understood”, he said confidently as he covered your hands with his. 

Armin Arlert. You poked his cheek when you noticed he hasn’t spoken to you for a solid thirty minute time span. You were sincerly worried smoke clouds would form if he didn’t relax for like, a minute. “Armiiiin, what are you thinking?” You asked when he didn’t reacting to your constant touches. “Nothing, really, (Y/N).” You arched an eyebrow. “You should know better, be smarter than actually thinking I’m that dumb.” “You aren’t dumb. I’ve never said that.” You sighed as he drifted back into his own little world. With a swift movement, you got onto your feet and walked away. You weren’t giving up, though. “Whah, (Y/N)!” He shouted as you were slightly swinging a pillow at his back and shoulders. “Notice mee, Armiiiin.” You pouted playfully.  “Don’t exlude me. If you don’t think about me that intensly, I might get jealous and that would upset me.” He blushed at your words. “U-um, I-” You chuckled. “I was joking.” You threw your hands in the air for some effect. “But it’s (Y/N)-and-Armin-time now.” You grabbed his hand and dragged him outside. “Time to take a waaaalk.” He laughed nervously at your energetic behaviour, but he was glad to have a break.

Jean Kirschstein. “Jean!” You exclaimed and flicked his forehead. “Ouch, what the heck (Y/N)?!” He complained. You gestured at the board in front of you. “Focus on the game or it’ll be boring when I’m going to win.” “Who said you’d win?” His voice got a bit louder, immediately provoked by the sly smile on your lips. “C’mon. Could it be more obvious?” You asked challenging. He knitted his eyebrows together, trying to think of the best move to make next. You smiled; finally you got his attention. You rose your arm and your fingers brushed his forehead. His eyes almost widened immediately and blushed. “Stop frowning, Jean. Or in ten years you are going to look like an old man.” He huffed. “Who said we’d be alive then?” “I do”, you said, with a smile that didn’t allow backtalk. Your hand wandered to his cheek “Don’t you dare leaving me, or a titan won’t be the thing to be most afraid of.” He gulped. “S-stop distracting me!” You let go and chuckled. “Whatever you say, Jean-bo.”

Sasha Braus. “I want meat. I want to go home. I want to sleep”, she groaned and let her head fall onto the table. the slight cracking noise was concerning you but Sasha’s reaction was humming and looking dull. The only reaction you got from this little incident was Connie’s irritated face - Sasha’s movement made the table shake, and so the tower of cards he was building for the last few minutes collapsed. You smiled at him and tried to soothe Sasha. “Come on, Sasha, everyone is worn out and tired. But you don’t see them complaining.” The groaning grew more intense and so was your headache. you desperately tried to think of something that would make her act like a decent human being again. “Tell you what, I am going to make you the most delicious dinner you ever had if you are going to pull yourself together now.” Her head shot up again and with her eyes sparkling she looked at your much more vivacious. “Really?” The lace of hope in her voice made you smile. “Really. And if I have to rob a royal to get resources, so it be.” She pulled you into a hug and you had the feeling she was almost crushing your bones. She was that excited and happy that she actually bit your shoulder slightly. “Ouch, Sasha.” You pushed her away to look at her eyes again. She cried but smiled so widely and innocently like a child you couldn’t be mad at her. “I’m so happy.”