protect me

Spiritassassin headcanon that every time someone insults Baze, Chirrut appears yelling, “Fight me!” And, like, look, it’s Baze Malbus so it’s less people insulting him and more just people being so fed up with how perfect he is so they’re like sitting in the courtyard being all, “And then there’s Baze Malbus at it again. Perfect handwriting. Perfect answer. Just, ugh, perfect.” And then there’s Chirrut wheeling around the corner, robes flapping, screaming, “FIGHT ME!” And the other initiates are just looking at him like he’s lost his goddamn mind because, what.

It eventually gets to the point where Chirrut just shows up shouting, “Fight me!” whenever someone other than him says Baze’s name. Which gets rather annoying when Baze is introducing himself to new people. 

“Hello. I’m Baze…”

“FIGHT ME!”

*long suffering sigh*

Eventually Baze just gives up, takes Chirrut everywhere, allows Chirrut to introduce him, only hears his name in Chirrut’s mouth, which he turns it into “I love you” every single time because Chirrut. 

who designed the armor in voltron like seriously, who did it?? it’s so non protective you shoot them anywhere between the thigh and the chest and you’re gonna hit someone where it hurts. you could literally land a clean shot on their ass or their stomach jesus christ please protect these people moRE

I think the reason Vilde has been acting really annoying this season and last season compared to 1 and 2 is because it’s from Isak and Sana’s eyes and they probably find her the most extra when compared to Eva and Noora. We spent a lot of time taking perspectives into consideration when we discussed Jonas or Noora throughout the seasons, and I think this is the same kind of situation with Vilde. In season 1, we were seeing her for the first time so she was a bit in our faces but we quickly warm up to her and love her like Eva. In season 2, we see through Noora’s perceptive eyes that she has an eating problem and needs help and we feel bad for her with the William situation because Noora feels guilty. And season 3, we see her as this rumor spreading little lady who only cares about kosegruppa and her buns, and we also see her as Magnus’s target of attraction. Eventually Isak warms up to her as well, but its at the very very end. It’s been very interesting to see Vilde through Sana’s eyes because shes been all MagnusMagnusMagnus so far. Whether she’s overcompensating for her hidden feelings for girls, or that this is the first proper boyfriend shes had and she wants to talk about him all the time, or she literally just loves sex and wants to talk about it, one thing we know for sure because of how we ourselves are feeling about her: Sana is finding her hella annoying.

anonymous asked:

Tbh kinda want there to be some langst in the form of Matt suddenly showing up and seeming like a the team wanting him to pilot blue lion

Lance didn’t mean to spy on them, okay, nor did he mean overhearing what they were saying. It’s just, he was going for some leftover goo after a well needed shower, and as he was rounding the corner, Shiro’s voice, laced with amusement, reached him and made him stop in his tracks.

“We’re gonna train you like a true paladin of Voltron,” he was chuckling, followed by a oh so familiar ‘oof’, meaning he had just patted the shit out of someone’s shoulder. The someone replied back, a little wheezy “Sure, because that’s exactly what I need” and- of course it was Matt.

Matt Holt, Shiro’s long time friend and companion, Pidge’s brother, miraculously back safe from the failure of the Kerberos mission. Everyone was overjoyed with having him on the ship, rightfully so, and he was a cool guy, with an acquired knowledge of Galra machinery that even the Alteans lacked. Had a smile for everyone, a biting humor that made even Keith laugh, and was also great with technical stuff. Basically, the perfect paladin.

And Lance was happy to have him back, of course, because he had never seen Pidge look so joyful, and Shiro looked less like he was contemplating leaving again to fistfight enemies in the astral plane. It was awesome, even.

But- lately his chest had inexplicably started to feel hollow. He was so happy, except for the constant pressure in the back of his eyes, and an annoying knot in his stomach. And sure, he could feel his control slipping with Blue, like their bond was just an echo of what it had been, like the connection was disturbed by a shitty cable plan, but it was going great. Zarkon was no more, Shiro was back with Matt, and the Galra army was still reorganizing itself, scattered and weak. They would be able to get it over with, finally, and go back home, leave all this shitshow behind and save the universe, whatever.

It only made sense to use every resource they had. And while Lance thought he had hidden his shortcomings well, what if he hadn’t? It didn’t matter. Of course they wanted Matt to pilot Blue in his place, because he was a shitty paladin anyway and wouldn’t it be better for everyone? He just wanted to go home, and him backing down was the faster solution.

So why couldn’t he bring himself to say it? To say, hey, Matt, I’m leaving Blue to you, treat her well, she’s a mighty lady. And why couldn’t his heart stop rabbiting in his chest, growing fangs to bite into his lungs and steal his breath? Why the fuck did he feel so empty?

He was surprised too, when a thud ringed clearly in the silence, and it was him hitting the floor, his legs suddenly giving out.

Confused, he watched two figures approach and- Shiro and Matt were looking at him weirdly, as he scrambled upright again, using the wall as a prop.

“Lance,” Shiro called, and he was frowning “Everything okay? We heard a noise.”

Lance laughed, although humorlessly. “Just tripped!” he lied, and now Matt was smiling, and he couldn’t bear it any longer, could he?

“No case of human slipperies, I hope,” Matt joked, and Shiro gave him a tight lipped, amused stare.

Lance winced. “Naah, I just took my shower a little too hot, I guess.”

Shiro looked relieved at that, but still suspicious, his eyes narrowed. “Good job out there, by the way,” he praised, slowly, clearly trying to make him feel better, and it hurt. Why did it hurt so much?

“A-Ah, of course! You, too,” he tried to hide the grimace behind a bright grin and a wink. An uncomfortable silence fell upon them. Huh. “Well!” he trilled “Now, if you’ll excuse me, my beauty sleep is calling me!” They laughed.

“Sure it is! Get some rest, Lance,” Shiro said, raising his hand to give him what would probably have been a reassuring pat, but Lance practically sprinted away, missing the troubled look Shiro and Matt shared.

Only when the door of his room was firmly closed behind his shoulders he let his legs fail him again, sliding down into a crouched position.

“Fuck,” he managed, low and broken, staring at his feet, as hot tears started streaming down his cheeks, “Fuck.”