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thepeanutbutterwizard · 4 years

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Ninjago/Avatar au Pt 4

Basically just Book 1 (and I agonize over ships. Help)

(Also I finally finished watching A:TLA)

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5)

Recap time:

So, we’ve got Maya, Garm, Lloyd, Kai, and Nya flying on Ultra and trying to get to the North Pole. Morro and Wu are pursuing them, as is Clouse, (who will be taking Zhao’s place) and, y’know, the entire Fire Nation. Koko has been abroad for about three years, looking for any information on the Avatar she can. Ray went off to fight with the other men from the Southern Water Tribe.

They have a lot of similar adventures to cannon: they go to the Southern Air Temple to see if that can jog any memories from Lloyds past lives. It doesn’t work, Lloyd just gets ahold of a glider (there are a lot of shenanigans with him learning how to use that) and adopts a Flying Lemur (give Lloyd all of the pets pls) who is just as mischievous as Lloyd. They take a detour to Kyoshi Island, and get a letter that Koko had left for them, saying that she was going to look for a mysterious library (wink). They also befriend one of the prominent members of the village, Cyrus Borg, and his daughter Pixal (she’s human), the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors (I know Cyrus would make a great Mechanist, but the idea of Kyoshi Warrior Pixal was too good and I fell in love with it. Also Samuraishipping is fantastic.)

They fight pirates, there are Spirit World shenanigans (btw the last fully realized Avatar before Lloyd, and his spirit guide is a human version of Firstborn.) and there might be a Jet stand-in if I can figure out a good character for that role. There’s a running gag of people automatically assuming that Maya and Garm are married, to their combined amusement and annoyance, until one of the kids will call one of them their parent, and the other one aunt or uncle (they’re family in this au. Fight me). Eventually they just start automatically answering anything that implies they’re a couple with ‘We’re siblings’.

Wu and Morro have been chasing them the whole way. Wu has been conflicted this whole time; he just found out that his brother is actually alive, and has been hiding for years, with the Avatar no less. And now he’s having to hunt both of them down (as well as his brothers wife and kids? Maybe?) when all he wants to do is, like, talk? Have a cup of tea and catch up maybe? Meanwhile Garm is thinking that Wu is completely on their father’s side, and that he won’t show them any mercy if he catches them.

Eventually they make it to the Northern Water Tribe. The chief is the former elemental master of ice. I shall call him Ice, bc I dont think he has an actual name. He’s a waterbender. And now we finally meet Zane, the white haired (human) wonder! (Heh, you all can probably guess where I’m going with this. Pls don’t kill me.) His unnamed mother died giving birth to his younger brother, Echo, when Zane was about two, and their father died a few years after that, and they were taken in by Ice, who was a close friend of their parent.

I don’t think I’ll make Zane a bender bc of the whole ‘moon spirit saved my life as a baby’ thing, but Echo is (purely for angst reasons. You’ll see what I mean in a bit). But this is the part where we get some sweet sweet Oppositeshipping! Zane isn’t betrothed to anyone, but even though he likes Kai, he’s constantly worried about his tribes safety and worried about what will happen when the Fire Nation shows up (he’s smart enough to know that they will show up eventually) and he’s scared of letting everyone down, and there are just a lot of issues there holding him back from being in a relationship with Kai.

Now, even though everyone knows that Lloyds the Avatar, they’ve kept it secret that Kai and Garm are firebenders (and Garms whole backstory) for obvious reasons. But you guys know that date that Zuko went on in Ba Sing Se? Pretend that they have that lantern thing in the Northern Water Tribe. Kai and Zane have that cute date and Kai lights the lanterns and its adorable.

But I bet you’re wondering who takes the place of krusty old Pakku? Krux of course! Who better to be the traditionalist old jerk waterbender teacher than the traditionalist old jerk boomer? (Acronix is there too. He’s not a bender. If I could find a way to work Futureshipping into this au, I totally would. I am still trying to figure out how to organically work it in) So Lloyd, Nya, and Maya are ready to learn some traditional waterbending (bc even though Maya is a really good waterbender, she literally just made up her own style. It would be like someone trained in acrobatics and dance, turning it into a form of combat, and entering a mixed martial arts tournament. She’s always wanted to learn some traditional waterbending) but Krux does the whole ‘boys do combat, girls do healing’ speech.

None of them like it much, but they go along with it and try to pull the whole ‘I’ll just show you what he showed me!’ thing and get caught. Krux demands an apology, and Maya is trying to keep Lloyd and Nya from blowing up at Krux, and she’s also trying to keep from blowing up herself (I hc that Kai gets his temper from Maya). Krux says something about how even if he wanted to teach them, clearly Maya, and Nya especially, don’t have what it takes to be real waterbenders, and Maya fucking snaps. She goes off on Krux, says some things about how she’s spent her whole life living in fear, and how she worked her ass off to hone her bending, and then she challenges him to go outside and she’ll show him what a ‘real’ waterbender can do.

Lloyd, Kai, and Nya are all a little shocked. It’s the first time they’ve seen Maya get so mad. Garm, who has known Maya for years, had been trying to subtly tell Krux to shut up (even though Krux was really pissing him off too, but someone needed to be the adult). Since Maya isn’t about to let Krux get away without a fight, Garm is just thinking ‘hoo boy, here we go’.

Krux tries to walk away from Maya, and then promptly gets his ass handed to him on a silver platter. He begrudgingly admits that, while Maya’s bending is chaotic and wild and sloppy, it is very powerful. But just bc she was able to beat him in one fight doesn’t mean that he has to teach any of them any waterbending. Maya says ‘fine! We just thought it would be a good idea for the damn Avatar to learn traditional waterbending, but I guess I’ll just go ahead and teach him more of my ‘wild, chaotic, sloppy’ waterbending style! And, I’ll teach anyone in this tribe who wants to learn from me, no matter who they are! And besides, it’s not like you can stop me.’

And so she did! Maya spends the next little while teaching not only Lloyd and Nya everything she’s come up with, but a bunch of the young waterbenders in the tribe learn from her too, as well as some older benders. Krux is less than pleased, but he isn’t looking for Round 2, so he keeps his mouth shut. Garm has been trying to lay low through all this. As low as possible for the father of the Avatar at least.

Meanwhile, Wu and Morro have been tracking them down diligently. At least, Morro is being diligent. Wu has been a little shit and trying to slow them down on purpose, and anytime they have to fight team Avatar, he keeps trying to use that to get his brother alone and get him to talk shit out dammit brother, where have you been and who are these people do I have niblings? cause you do and he’s a good kid even though hes trying to kill you right now explain that he is really, truly glad that he’s alive and well, and that no, he doesn’t actually want to catch him.

There wasn’t any type of assassination attempt on Morros life like there was Zuko, he either faked an injury so he could go on his secret ‘capture the Avatar’ mission during the siege on the Northern Water Tribe, or he wasn’t allowed to go and snuck away (with a little help from Wu either way). He does the same thing Zuko did with the underwater tunnel, but Morro doesn’t have firebending to break the ice. He has airbending (bet no-one saw that coming). I debated with myself for a long, long time if I should make Morro an airbender (they were nomads, and bending is inherited. It’s not that hard to believe that a few airbenders survived that way. I also love the airbender Ty Lee theory)

Wu figured it out when Morro was pretty young, and did everything in his power to both teach Morro, and keep his bending a secret. This played a big part in contributing to Morro’s need to be seen as worthy and deserving.

So anyways, the siege. It’s happening. Kai is being a bit of a grumpy angst lord (bc he wants to hold hands with a pretty boy) but gets assigned by Ice to guard Zane and Echo. Lloyd enters the Spirit World, Morro fights Nya and only wins bc he pulled out his secret airbending when she had her back turned. Meanwhile, Maya and Garm are helping fight of the Fire Nation (Maya with her waterbending, Garm with hand-to-hand combat) when Garm see’s Clouse going off to kill the Moon Spirit and follows him. Wu also follows them and gives Clouse the whole ‘we need the moon too’ speech.

Garm watches from the shadows as that confrontation takes place, but jumps in to fight the Fire Nation soldiers who came with Clouse at the same time that Wu does when he kills the Moon Spirit, and not only does he all-out firebend for the first time in a while (once he and Ray became more trusted by the Southern Water Tribe the blanket ban on their firebending was lifted, but it’s kind of a bad idea to excessively play with fire in a village that’s made almost entirely of ice and snow) he reveals his identity to everyone. He’s actually a little surprised that Clouse is surprised that he’s alive. He figured that Wu would have told everyone about his death being greatly exaggurated.

Clouse books it, Lloyd fuses with the Ocean Spirit to go wreck the Fire Nation, things are a teensy bit more awkward in the spirit-cave-pond-area-place with Garm and Wu being there together, but its overall just a somber moment.

And then, Zane becomes the new Moon Spirit. But not only do we have a sad Oppositeshipping good-bye kiss, we have a sad last hug ever between Zane and Echo. I made Echo a waterbender solely so it could be a terribly sad thing where anytime Echo bends he can feel his brother with him. It’s sad. There are tears (including from myself as I type this). Kai is comforted by Garm, which is basically confirms Wu’s incorrect suspicions that Kai and Nya and Maya are Garms kids and wife, and that they’re helping the Avatar (look, this gag is just too funny to me and I will keep it going as long as I can.)

When they leave the spirit pond, Wu tries to pull Garm aside to talk to him, but Garm still has no idea if he can trust Wu, and that means that the kids are super wary of him (they know that Wu and Garm are brothers) so all that really accomplishes is getting Kai to firebend at Wu’s face (btw, Kai firebending is a big deal. When he was a fairly little kid he accidentally firebended [firebent?] and Maya got burned. For Kai, firebending is the last thing he uses, not the first) and then grabbing Garm and Nya (whos giving an inconsolable Echo a piggy-back ride as he is still sobbing) and booking it. But not before Wu was able to slip a letter into Garm’s parka.

While all this is going down, Morro and Clouse had their little scuffle, but Morro has to airbend at one point to save his own skin, and not only does Clouse see, but quite a few mid-retreat Fire Nation soldiers see as well. Then Clouse gets killed by the Ocean Spirit.

Morro and Wu steal a raft and book it, since now one of them is a traitor and the other was just outed as an airbender. Krux and a group of people, both benders and non-benders, head to the South Pole to help them out. Echo is a part of this group; it’s what he knows Zane would have wanted to do. Team Avatar head out to find Lloyd an earthbending teacher, and Garm finds the letter from Wu. He’s scared to open it, and doesn’t for a while.

And now, it’s time to introduce a new character! See, back in the Fire Nation, the Firelord had been growing displeased with his son. Despite Wu’s best efforts, dear old dad had caught on to how much Wu disliked the war, and he figured it would only be a matter of time before something tipped Wu over the edge and he turned full traitor. That would leave him as a ruler with no heirs, and that wouldn’t do. So he secretly was searching for a good candidate to take the throne, preferably an orphan, who showed proficiency in firebending and could be moulded into a cut-throat living weapon.

He found what he was looking for in a young girl named Harumi. A firebending prodigy whose parents had both died in the war. And now that the Firelord learned that, not only did his younger son turn traitor in the North Pole and run off with his airbender adopted son, but his disgraced fool of an older son is alive and actively helping the Avatar, well, it’s high time the world saw just what his hand-picked heir can do.

#ninjago #ninjago au #ninjago avatar au

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n7archangel · 3 years

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Pirate Queen - Ch. 1: Better Luck Next Time

This is a “small” project of mine settled in a Mass Effect AU in which FShepard is a space pirate. I got no beta readers (feel free to pm me, if you are interested), and I’m not a native english speaker, so pls be gentle with me. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Whoa, easy there, Vakarian! Couple more shots like this one, and you'll actually convince me that you’ve finally learned how to aim properly!”, A familiar female voice rang in his coms.

The mockery was followed by roaring laughter from across the battlefield as Garrus popped the heatsink of his sniper rifle. This had to be one of the worst days in the past 5 years of his career in the Turian military. And considering all the crap he’d been through, it was telling.

He’s been trailing this Eclipse smugglers ship for days now. An annoying game of patience - Slowly following the marker, trying to stay out of range of their radars. They could’ve engaged them in open space and shot them down, but he needed both the ship and its cargo undamaged. It was his only lead.

According to the data his team acquired, the smugglers had established an outpost on a small planet in the Castellus System. It was a bold move to try and get a foothold in the middle of the Inner Council Space, but apparently it was worth the risk. Garrus’ found out that the bastards had been smuggling weapons, mods and drugs onto the Citadel for months right under the noses of the Fleet and C-Sec.

He crouched down behind a big container, a barrage of bullets flying over his head. It was almost hilarious that those bullets didn’t even belong to the smugglers. No, they were dead. He’d seen their bodies scattered all over the base, as he and his team rushed through the hallways and corridors towards the cargo bay. If they hadn’t been a bunch of cut throats and murderers, he would’ve actually pitied them.

They stood no chance against Archangel and her pirate crew. And it was that very crew that was now showering him and his men with bullets.

“Your trash talk has seen better days, Archangel!” Garrus yelled back at her, taking a glance at the battlefield from behind the container. He cursed under his breath, frustrated by what was happening in front of him. After clearing out the entire base of anything that wasn’t nailed down, the pirates were withdrawing to their last remaining shuttle, covering their retreat with a blaze of gunfire and biotic explosions. And there was nothing he could do about it.

It was his own damn fault. He should’ve acted faster, attacked earlier, and brought a bigger ground team with him. But now all he could do was to watch them get away.

“Vakarian, sir, they are...!” He heard in his coms.

“I see that! Go for the shuttle engines! Don’t let them take off!” Garrus roared, took aim and shot. Once. Twice. But it was too late. The bullets of his rifle ricocheted, bouncing off the kinetic shields.

A wave of loud laughter and cursing rolled over the battlefield as the pirate shuttle lifted in the air.

It was then that he saw her. Archangel. The self-proclaimed Pirate Queen.

She was standing at the edge of the shuttle interior, holding on to the upper door, her long tattered cloak waving in the wind. It was only her. Her two crew members had already disappeared inside. The pirate wasn’t shooting any more, nor was she trying to take cover. She just looked. At him.

It was a rare occasion to see her in person. Protected by the mass effect field of the shuttle, she took off her helmet and let her red fringe fall down her black armour. For a few moments, they just stared at each other, while bullets flew around him, fired by his teammates in a vain attempt to shoot her down.

Then Archangel made a sassy tongue-in-cheek salute and disappeared behind the closed shuttle doors.

The engines of the vehicle roared, boosting it to high speed and sending out a hot force wave that hurled several crates and boxes that were standing nearby towards Garrus’ and his team.

He threw himself to the side, barely evading one of the bigger containers that would’ve easily knocked him down. As he got back up, his coms went utterly silent. None of the men on his ground team dared to speak.

Garrus slowly took a look around the smoking and rampaged base. There was not a single surface that was not riddled with bullets, boxes and furniture were thrown over and scattered all over the place. Some of them were torn open, their contents spilled on the floor. In the far corner of the hangar, something stinking was burning. It was a mess. An utterly silent one. After the hellish noise of a firefight, the silence that had descended upon him now was absolute.

His ground team began to slowly come around their covers, their guns lowered or holstered, their shoulders slumped. Garrus wanted to scream, if only to break this infuriating silence. But he managed to suppress the urge, if only barely, thanks to his fathers voice ringing in the back of his mind. It was unbecoming of a commanding officer to lose his temper. Instead, Garrus walked over to one of the terminals and sent in a searching algorithm from his omnitool into the system.

No matter how badly things went, there was still work to be done.

“Search the base”, he ordered, trying his damnedest to control his raging subvocals. “Check for survivors. See if you find any leftover contraband. Scan their systems for information. Move.”

“Major!” he heard an exhausted, but very enthusiastic male voice coming from behind. “The Aurus has a visual with The Normandy! She’s currently in orbit and on the intercept course with the shuttle. We could open fire...”

“No!” Garrus cut him off and turned around, a bit too harshly than intended. Corporal Albus, new blood on his team, stood in front of him saluting. Bright-eyed and tense like a spring, still almost a kid, but ready to instantly carry out any order with eagerness thrumming in his subvocals. He was way too zealous for how damn proficient he was with explosives.

“No”, Garrus repeated, with slightly less irritation in his voice and vocals. “The Normandy is none of your concern. You have your orders. Search the base.”

He returned his attention back to the terminal, catching the last glimpse of the saluting corporal with the corner of his eyes. Leaned against the console, waiting for the searching program to find something useful, he took a deep calming breath. The first one since he’d set a foot into this damn smuggler base.

His fingers slowly unclenched. The surge of adrenaline and anger subsided and got replaced by a powerless feeling of frustration.

Another escape. Another missed chance. Another botched mission. Watching her casually get away with the contraband made his blood boil. For more than half a year he’d been chasing her across the Council Space. And every time he’d got close enough to get her in his sights, she managed to slip away like a ghost.

Archangel.

The human woman that annoyed the living shit out of him and roughly every bloody criminal organization within the Council Space. One day, she simply appeared out of nowhere and began to systematically attack anyone who wasn’t playing by her rules.

“Major, we’ve found several weapon stashes in the east wing”, a female voice ringed in his coms.

“Good, get everything useful to the extraction point. We’ll sort it out on the Aurus”, Garrus replied. The female voice said something else along the lines of ‘yes, sir, will do, sir’ he didn’t really listen to. His eyes were fixed on the control panel. He watched the code fly by, spitting out names, coordinates of locations and details on cargo. They got lucky. The system wasn’t scrapped.

But Garrus’ thoughts were wandering.

Back when he first got assigned to the 6th Citadel Fleet under general Adrien Victus, he didn’t know just who Archangel really was. Sure, he’d heard a thing or two from other Citadel Patrols or pissed off mercs that ended up in their custody. But those were isolated cases that resembled wild tales of drunk soldiers on shore leave. They made it sound like Archangel was some kind of elusive vigilante with incredible resources and extremely advanced tech at their disposal, almost all-powerful. Some said they were actually a Spectre, other that they were part of some undercover order or organization that had discovered secret prothean technology. Others even claimed Archangel actually was the last Prothean that had awoken from a 50,000-year long cryo sleep and decided to bring order to the chaotic galaxy. People went head over heels trying to surpass each other with nonsense.

And then there were stories about her ship that sounded even more absurd. The Normandy they called it, apparently named after some place on the human homeworld. They said it was a ghost ship that could turn invisible at will. That it had a mind of its own. It would resist any tracking attempt and overload or flood enemies systems with junk data no matter how well protected they were.

For Garrus, all those stories weren’t worth more than a dry chuckle. Until he got the orders from the High Command to hunt down Archangel and retrieve her ship, that is.

He sighed.

“Vesper?”

“Sir?” the same female voice chimed, a bit more enthusiastically this time.

“Give me a connection to the Aurus. It looks like the data was left unscathed, I’ll send everything I got here up for analysis.”

Another ‘yes, sir!’ followed, while Garrus was tipping a number of commands on his omnitool. Once the transfer was complete, he scrapped the console clean and fried the system. The control panel went up in a burst of sparks and electric charges, its monitors blinking desperately several times and eventually going dark.

He looked at it grimly for a few more seconds, as if blaming the now dead system for everything that went wrong today. Then turned on his heels and made his way past the scattered crates towards the exit of the cargo bay.

The coms slowly started coming back to life. His team was talking about their findings, coordinating who was searching which part of the base, and communicating other kinds of information. At some point, occasional banter began sipping through.

The long walk back to the extraction point felt like it took forever. The corridors and hallways of the merc base seemed to be way longer than he remembered them from less than half an hour ago, when he was rushing through them with his team. But then again, there was no need to hurry now. Archangel was gone, and Garrus was certainly not looking forward to returning to his ship to write a report on the mission. So maybe he was just dragging his feet.

“Major, we’re done with the search. We’ve secured 4 crates that contain contraband weapons and 1 with weapon mods. There… There was also a big shipment of red sand, but… It...uh...it was set on fire. Along with the storehouse… and half of the base. Presumably by Archangel”, a deep male voice rumbled over the coms. The beginning of his report sounded rather confident, but then he stumbled.

“And there... are no survivors among the mercenaries”, he added after clearing his throat.

“Understood, Silas. I’m on my way to the extraction point. Meet everyone there”, Garrus replied, stepping over a merc corpse, as he made his way through a familiar corridor. Of course. She never let anyone live. Spirits have mercy on you, if you were stupid enough to get on her bad side. He’d seen the aftermath of her battles with mercs and slavers plenty of times to know that things tended to turn very gruesome very quickly when Archangel was around.

She was a force to be reckoned with.

As if to prove that, a large window that came up on his left showed the aftermath of her visit. About 100 meters away, a large prefab building stood out between all the smaller ones that made up the base. It was engulfed in flames. The fire was tall and had a distinct green shade to it, whether due to the mixture of gases in the planet's atmosphere or the chemical substances inside, Garrus wasn’t sure. He stopped for a few moments, taking in the eerie view as something inside the storehouse exploded, shattering the remaining windows.

Garrus’ eyes went wandering. Just like Silas had warned him, the fire had spread over to adjacent buildings, slowly eating away on them. Red, greenish flames were lazily crawling across the painted walls and roofs of the prefabs, dipping through broken windows and dancing inside the rooms. Occasionally, there was a more or less loud crashing sound that interrupted the utter silence. The fire alarms were dead, just like the extinguishing system. Both diligently disabled in advance.

Stepping over another corpse, Salarian by the looks of it, Garrus continued his way towards the extraction point. All frustration aside, he had to figure out their next steps. Most of those steps depended on what the analysis of the data he’d recovered would give out, but he was sure that if nothing else they’d at least find plenty of useful intel. Cargo logs and serial numbers should get them enough leads to figure out where the mercs were getting their weapon and mod supplies from.

And hopefully more.

Right from the beginning Garrus has had the feeling that something about the base felt off. He could not put his finger on it, but there were too many questions he had no logical answers to. With a bit of luck, the intel he could extract from the system would provide him with those answers.

The shuttle had already arrived to pick them up, as he stepped out of the base and approached the extraction point. His ground team, consisting of 4 other Turians, was already there waiting for their CO.

“At ease”, Garrus dismissively waved his hand as Vesper and Albus both jumped up from one of the crates to salute him. Silas and the last squad member, Galla, didn’t bother moving. They’d been with their Major long enough to know that all the formal shenanigans and regulations of the military tended to annoy him more than anything. The new kids would get it soon enough.

Garrus let his eyes sweep over what little spoils they were able to retrieve. 5 crates. He suppressed a sigh and made sure that his subvocals didn’t give away his frustration. It wasn’t good, but it was a start. He could work with that.

“Load this onto the shuttle. We’re done here”, he said, grabbing the handles of the closest crate. Several more or less enthusiastic ‘Yes sir!’s followed as Silas and Albus both helped him to carry it over towards the shuttle, where Galla and Vesper took it from them and dragged it into the corner.

After a few trips back and forth, the Turians all boarded the vehicle, the doors sealed with a loud hiss, and they took off. Away from the ground and towards the planet's orbit, where their ship was waiting.

Garrus fell into one of the seats as his team occupied others around him. He watched the smuggler base below them rapidly shrinking until it was no longer visible. For a moment, he actually considered nuking the damn thing with an orbital strike once they were back on the Aurus. Just for the hell of it. But eventually decided against it. Instead, he took a quick glance at his team, who was now relaxing from the combat and talking about how they ‘almost landed a hit on Archangel’.

And just like after every encounter with her, none of them had as much as a scratch on them.

#mass effect #femshep #garrus vakarian #shakarian #alternate universe

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bee-zs · 7 years

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WRITE MORE STUFF ABOUT CRYPTID HUNTER!KEITH AND GHOST HUNTER!LANCE PLS PLS

oh Boy ur wish is my command anon here are some more notes i have on this AU

Hunk, Pidge, Lance, and Keith all go to the same school.

Coran is their adoring principal, Shiro and Allura are teachers

Lance and Keith try to start a Ghost Club and Cryptid Club at school respectively

Hunk helps Lance with Ghost Club and Pidge helps out with the Cryptid Club

Allura is set to be the GC sponsor, Shiro is supposed to be the CC’s

surprise turns out that every club has to have at least 4 members to actually be considered a real club

cue the long hard road to getting Lance and Keith to join their clubs together for the sake of the greater good and creating the VOLTRON club.

Nobody could actually decide on what to call the new supernatural mystery hunter club so they just name it after everyone’s mutual favorite comic book and call it a day.

Coran lets them use them old storehouse on the edge of school property as a clubroom/base because he’s great like that. Allura sneaks them all keys so they can use it after school hours.

Lance has a strong sense for the supernatural and can see ghosts better than most, which is part of the reason he started hunting them down in the first place

another reason is that it’s part of his family history, his mom and grandmother did the same thing

his mother disappeared when he was young, his grandmother taught him everything he knows about the supernatural

Lance is great with witchcraft, which his Grandmother also taught him.

He has his mother’s grimoire, which has all kinds of info about the paranormal in it as well as spells on how to deal with spirits and whatnot.

Lance thinks the grimoire is the key to figuring out his mother’s disappearance.

Keith hunts cryptids because it’s his only connection to his past

his knife is an heirloom that is supposed to be tied to the supernatural somehow, but Keith hasn’t figured out what it’s for yet

he says he investigates cryptids to try and understand the knife

but really he just thinks cryptids are damn cool and would probably investigate them regardless

Keith has a journal he records all the information he’s learned about cryptids in

he also draws their pictures

a lot of them really suck

Lance, bonafide artist that he is, ends up offering his assistance (mostly just to rub it in how much better of an artist he is)

Keith spends a day describing what different cryptids are supposed to look like so Lance can do sketches and it becomes a Bonding Moment™

Lance tells Keith ghost stories while he draws.

Lance still thinks cryptids are fake by the end of it but the journal actually ends up looking pretty nice so Keith forgives him (not before telling him ghosts aren’t real though)

After a while Keith and Lance kind of accept that both ghosts and cryptids are real but they still fight about it so often the team starts calling them Scully and Mulder

“Pidge, tell Keith he’s being an idiot and that there is no such thing as a chupacabra, please, his evidence sucks! There’s no proof!”

“Uh huh, sure thing Scully.”

“Hunk, Lance is going on about Blackbeard’s Pirate Ship again please tell him his Bermuda Triangle theory has like a million holes in it and I refuse to count ‘the way the wind howls’ as conclusive evidence.”

“Mmhmm, anything for you Mulder,”

Every Friday is Movie Night At The Storage Shed AKA “The Castle”

Pidge rigged the place to have some pretty fancy electronics, most importantly, a TV

Keith always wants to watch conspiracy videos ripped from the internet

Pidge wants to watch the X-Files or History Channel Alien Specials

Hunk is either How It’s Made, Chopped, or Unsolved Ancient Mysteries

Hunk gets really, really in to Chopped. Don’t mess with Hunk while watching Chopped.

Lance just wants to watch Ghostbusters, over, and over, and over

Lance gets banned from bringing any of the Ghostbuster movies to Hunks house after they’ve all watched each one at least 6 times

thats all the notes i’ve got as of now but boy do i love me that Cryptic/Ghost hunter Klance AU mmmHMMmmm good stuff Right There

#i love this au so much burry me #anyways give those kids a secret supernatural mystery base #voltron #klance #keith #lance #hunk #shiro #pidge #allura #MysteryHunters!AU #ria rambles #Anonymous

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