Lance, aiming: Alright, Hunk!
Hunk: What happened?
Lance: Wha--
Hunk: What?
Lance: Get out of the way!
Hunk: Oh. You moved.
Lance: I was just aiming up the stairs and then it was all back.
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Lance, aiming: Alright, Hunk!
Hunk: What happened?
Lance: Wha--
Hunk: What?
Lance: Get out of the way!
Hunk: Oh. You moved.
Lance: I was just aiming up the stairs and then it was all back.
Lance: Hello?
Keith: Hi.
Lance: Hello?
Keith: Did you go right or left?
Lance: It's me. I went right.
Keith: Ok, I'll go left.
Lance: Uh...
Keith: I'm gonna come up behind so just be aware of that.
Lance: I'm just gonna go in here. I was just wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet.
Keith: What the fuck are you talking about?
Hunk: He's doing Adele.
Pidge: HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE!
Lance: Yep. That's what was happening.
Hunk: Goddamn, Pidge, you scared the shit out of me.
Lance: I didn't know who was going to pull the trigger.
Hunk: I'm glad no one could see my face.
Keith: I'm glad Hunk doesn't have a gun. I feel like he would've shot someone.
Hunk: Yeah.
Keith, taking fire: Oh, hello! I'll just stand here, not in cover! Holy crap! There's more!
Lance: Grenade out! Oh, god!
Keith, retreating: Lance!
Lance: Boom!
Keith: That's a triple! That was a triple kill with a grenade. And I wasn't even one of them.
Lance: I know. That's shocking.
Shiro: Oh, I'm dead. I'm an idiot but I'm dead.
Keith: Hey, fight me.
Keith: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Shiro: What's wrong?
Pidge: Keith?
Keith: I've got a lot back here with me.
Pidge: Heading your way.
Shiro: I'm coming. Like back near the beginning?
Keith: Yeah. Oh, I just got flashed. I can't see dick. Can't see dick. I think I took cover. I did.
Shiro: Where were they, Keith?
Keith: *shoots at shiro*
Keith: Oh, fuck! That was me, Shiro! That was me. They're up there, where you were going. That's why I shot.
Lance: Come back out.
Lance: *shoots enemy*
Lance: Thank you.
Lance: You ready?
Hunk: Yeah.
Lance: Opening door.
Lance: *flings door open into Hunk*
Hunk: Ow. Ow. Ow.
Lance: *laughs*
Lance, about Hunk's character: Hunk, this is going to sound oddly specific, but you look like an inbred Floridian.
Hunk: No, I understand.
Matt: Cicadas taste like lobster.
Keith: You're full of horseshit. No way that's true.
Pidge: No, he's full of cicadas.
Shiro: I think maybe you've never had lobster.
Lance: Consider the following...
Lance: *falls*
Lance: AAGHHHGGGGH
Pidge: There you go. Consider that.
Keith: Considered.
Hunk: I'm not good close range with a shotgun.
Keith: That makes no sense, Hunk.
Lance, laughing: What does that mean?
Hunk: For some reason the shotgun seems really good at distance.
Lance: They are not.
Hunk: They are. I've been sniping people with it. But at close range I panic and I miss every shot.
Keith: I'll look right, you look left.
Hunk: Ok. Oh, wow. I looked right. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Keith: I know. I saw the back of your head.
Hunk: I couldn't make the 'L' with my fingers so I didn't know which side.
Lance: *aiming gun*
Lance: Hunk.
Hunk: Yo.
Lance: Hunk! Hunk!
Hunk: What?
Lance: You just stood right in front of me!
Hunk: Don't stand behind me. I understand I've got a great ass but you can't be checking it out all the time.
Keith: *gets shot at*
Keith: Oh! Fuck my asshole.
Keith: *kills enemy*
Shiro: What was that?
Keith: Some guy shot me. I killed him for it.
*in a training simulation*
Keith: Oh, careful, Lance. In there.
Lance: Agh!
Lance: *dies*
Keith: Alright.
Pidge: He wasn't careful.
Lance: *firing shotgun*
Shiro: Lance.
Lance: Yeah?
Shiro: Enough.
Lance: Look, suppressing fire.
Shiro: Yeah, I mean, he was dead.
Lance: Alright.
Shiro: He'd already come down the stairs and died.
Lance: Ah! Far! Far alley!
Hunk: Far alley?
Keith: What?
Pidge: Can anybody speak Lance?