Voltron Ghost Adventures AU where all five of them are just a mess of clunky camera gear and nerves and they constantly have the weirdest experiences as they stumble into haunted houses just hoping for the best
“Pidge, you brought the night vision goggles right???” “No, you said grab provisions. I got some Skittles and a Twinkie. Why, do you want the Twinkie?” “Pidge, you had one job.”
For some reason, spirits in almost every single house grab Lance’s ass and no one can figure out why
“Jesus, Hunk, take me to dinner first” “Lance, I’m across the hall” “Ohhhh my gooooood GUUUYS A SPIRIT JUST GRABBED MY ASS”
Shiro always gets things thrown at him. like, every single time. It’s where he’s gotten most of his scars because they’ll be walking into a kitchen and a chair will come skrrrrting around the corner and fly at his face
“But why is it always me?” “Probably because you’re so offensively good-looking”
If there’s a scary doll in the house, it will find Keith. It always does.
*somewhere, Keith shrieks* “haha guess you could call Keith a chick magnet” “Lance, I hope a spirit pushes you down the stairs just because you said that stupid pun” “Y’know, Pidge, you’re always so sweet to me”
Hunk screams at any movement or creak in the house, every single time
Pidge gets into the habit of talking with the spirits like they’re her best friends and ignores imminent danger because she just explains it as them having a nice conversation
“Hunk, put me down, I’m fine, Charlene just wants to point me to where her body is” “PIDGE, THERE IS A KNIFE FLYING TOWARDS YOUR FACE I DON’T THINK SHE CARES IF YOU FIND HER BODY”
Most of the time, they just end up recording them creeping around abandoned shacks really carefully
Hunk always uses too much zoom so when he and Lance are exploring the west side of a mansion and Lance turns around and whispers “did you hear that”, all that Hunk sees on his night vision camera is Lance’s huge glowy eyes and his gigantic nostrils
At least once a week, they get locked in the basement of wherever they’re exploring and it always becomes a situation of life or death for them to escape yet they forget to plan for how to prevent it for the next time
I love the way their eyes light up when they discuss anything remotely related to a subject they’re interested in. I love how excited I get just listening to their rants and tangents even if I have no prior knowledge or interest in the topic. I love that the sheer amount of information they know about the most obscure things (ex. French philosophy on anti-oedipus) is absolutely insane but also mesmerizing. I love that they don’t get caught up in trivial, immature situations. I love that they have so much wisdom to share from years and years of experience and they’re not embarrassed to share. I love how much they care for their students and genuinely want them to succeed and that they would do everything in their power to help me if I asked. Why do I like my tc? How could I not?