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silly-honeybee · 4 months

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What Blue Lock boys would get you for Christmas🎁

~🐝 Happy late Christmas my lovely sillies! I have been rlly busy lately so I haven’t had time to write💔 so I hope you enjoy this lil headconon on what the Blue Lock boys would get you for Christmas!

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Characters: Bachira, Isagi, Chigiri, Nagi, Kunigami, Reo, Kaiser, Alexis, Hiori

Headcanon ~ Fluffy fluff ~ fem!reader ~ not proofread

Warning(?): mentions of bras and panties in Kunigami’s part. (don’t know if that makes anyone uncomfy or not so I’m putting this here)

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Bachira Meguru

Silly things. He’d get you some silly and unnecessary things—

Like he’d probably get you a shirt saying “I love pizza” or something stupid😭

But he’d also get you some pretty cute things.

Anything matching, plushies, shirts, bracelets, etc..

He is indeed a goofball(we love him for that), but of course he knows how to give serious gifts(somewhat)..

The wrapping would be horrible, I gotta say that.. probably a bunch of holes basically revealing what the present was before you even opened it.. (he’s trying his best)

Oh well, whatever he gets you just know that he means it with a lot of love💕

Isagi Yoichi

He’d probably get you nice things for the winter, like a fuzzy sweater, scarf, boots..

Or he’d find a cute dress that he thinks would look nice on you, if you don’t like dresses then a cute pair of shorts or pants..

But, in general he would make sure to get you something he knew you liked, he thinks about you a lot, yk? ^^

(This is rlly short I’m sorry🙏)

Chigiri Hyoma

This man will spoil you.

You like Sanrio? Sanrio it is. You want makeup? Makeup it is. You want the full series of your favorite book? Books it is!

He never disappoints on Christmas, he knows what you like even if you haven’t told him—

Like he just noticed a certain detail of you having quite a few of this and that. He’d then proceed to Google about it and then find nice things from it🫶

Nagi Seishiro

He’d probably be a little clueless on knowing what you’d want.. (not in a rude way).

So what he does is probably look back on the comments you made on certain characters you two have played in a game or what not. And the ones you liked he’d find some merch of that character..

Kunigami Rensuke

He’d definitely be brave enough to casually walk into the woman’s section of Target and get you a brand new bra and panties.

Based on his sister’s at home, they always seem to complain about their bras becoming loose and slack after a year..

So he assumes that maybe that happens with you too? He wants you to be comfy at all times💕

(I love this man😭)

Reo Mikage

He’d also spoil you like Chigiri, but probably in a more *ehem* Reo way..

Like he’d get you tons of stuff, too much to count. This man has money💰🤑

Every. One. Of. Those. Gifts. Have been thoroughly thought through as he was buying them.

He wanted to make sure everything was perfect💝

Michael Kaiser

Probably getting you something fancy..

A fancy robe, shoes, dress, etc..

Would also treat you to a restaurant date, Egon or something idk 🤷‍♀️

Alexis Ness

He’d get you anything you want😭

He’s such a sweetheart about it too, he would wrap your gifts in cute wrapping paper.

Every one of the gifts having a little tag in the shape of a heart saying: “To my love, from Alexis💕”

He’s such a cutie istg😭🙏

Hiori Yo

You two probably played animal crossing at some point together, so he’d definitely get you a plushie of whichever one was your favorite character!

He probably would accidentally reveal the gift before you opened it.. oopsie💕

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~🐝 I’m so sorry if some of these were short😭 like idk how to write for Kaiser,I sagi or Nagi- and there is no Rin included here bc I have no idea how to write for him🧍‍♀️ anyway! I wish you sillies a lovely rest of 2023💕

See you guys next year😋🙏 (I’m so funny haha)

Also look at this Bachira plush I got for Christmas AAAAAAA MY BBY😭 MWA MWA💋💋💋

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theserpens · 5 months

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Serpens' Drarry Recs: Overview

This is an overview post to provide quick access to the first fifteen Rec Lists on this Blog. I could not resist giving each one a dramatic headline and intro picture. But if you are looking for really quick links, look no further: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen and fifteen.

And now, for the fun part:

Set One: Animal Transformations, Humor and 'That Moment' when Your Cute Bunny, Owl or Dog is Actually Your Childhood Nemesis.

Set Two: Two Grumpy, Traumatized Men Stuck in a Cabin: Working through their Problems and Falling In Love.

Set Three: Angsty, Toxic and Self-Destructive Romance Between Hurt Boys, Shortly After a War. The Fragile Solace of Destruction.

Set Four: Secret or Hidden Identities, Spies and Sleeping Together Without Recognizing Each Other. Drama Ensues!

Set Five: Curses, Love-Potion-Accidents, Binding Hexes and other Magical Hijinks cause a Romance. With Humor and Twists.

Set Six: Draco in the Muggle World, Harry thinking Draco Malfoy is Up To Something. Or He Feels Lost and likes to Follow Draco Around.

Set Seven: De-Aging, Memory Curses and Casework Bring Harry and Draco Together, as they Untangle their Complicated History.

Set Eight: Bound Together, by Magic or by Circumstance, they have to learn to Understand Each Other. Angst, but its Hurt with Comfort.

Set Nine: Former Enemies, now Not-Quite-Friends-With-Benefits. They are not really 'Casually' Sleeping Together, of course.

Set Ten: In Between Hogwarts Classes the Boys are Messing Around. Sixth Year, on Opposite Sides of a Brewing War. It's Angsty, naturally.

Set Eleven: Old Magical Houses are Spooky (meaning Haunted) and Proud (Semi-Sentient). But One Can Fall In Love In Them Too!

Set Twelve: Eigth Year, Dealing with Trauma through Violent Collision, with Fists and Kisses. Antagonistic Love Stories.

Set Thirteen: Eigth Year Again, but Soft and Sweet. Boys leaving the War behind them, finding new Peace and Connection in Each Other.

Set Fourteen: It's Dragons! Including Dragons as Pets, or Our Draco Transforming Into One. Many Scaly, Fire-Breathing Monsters - Yay!

Set Fifteen: Harry stumbling upon Draco in an Unexpected Place. Stories about Growing Up, Coming Out and Moving On.

The cropped artworks can be found full sized in the matching Rec List Posts with credits in the tags, but here is a complete overview of all used artists and works:

David Shrigley - Ohne Titel (Header), Susa Monteiro aka Susana Philipp Baiôa Monteiro - No Title (One), Felix Vallotton - La falaise de la grève blanche (Two), Egon Schiele - Zwei Männer (Three), Renè Magritte - The Lovers (Four), Edvard Munch - Mondlicht (Five), Harland Miller - Blonde But Not Forgotten (Six), Claude Monet - Water Lillies (Seven), Marina Abramovic - Rest Energy (Eight), Mikulàs Galanda - No Title (Nine), Unknown Etching - A lion and a Snake (Ten), René Magritte (Eleven), Denis Sarazhin - Pantomine 3 (Twelve), Vincent Van Gogh (Thirteen), Utagawa Sadahide - A dragon and two tigers (Fourteen), Helene Delmaire (Fifteen)

#drarry #harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry fic rec #fic reccomendations #masterlist #masterpost #overview #draco x harry #drarry fic #serpens' drarry recs

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undercover-barsoomian · 11 months

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Methinks I'll try posting some of my own art here to see how it goes, starting with RGB Egon. Gotta love the casual outfits on this show. :)

#ghostbusters #egon spengler #the real ghostbusters #my art

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primatechnosynthpop · 1 month

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Being meguca makes me feel good

[ID: a drawing of the ghostbusters in magical girl outfits, with their cartoon designs. Ray wears a brown overall dress over a sailor uniform top with short puffy sleeves and a blue cape, goggles on his forehead with pink rabbit ears attached, and yellow shoes. There are dog face decals on his dress and heart decals on his shoes, and he holds a baton with a rabbit emblem. Peter wears a dark green vest over a white shirt with frilly cuffs, a brown plaid bow around his neck, a belt with a holster, a black skirt, and cowboy boots. He holds up three zener cards with a smirk. Winston has a gray top with buttons and white sleeves, a camo skirt, knee-high white socks, army boots, and a baseball cap with a wing decal. He has a choker and bracelets with crosses on them, and holds a staff that's a cross between a baseball bat and magnifying glass. Egon's dress resembles a high-collared lab coat, but the short sleeves and the lower half of the dress have mottled pink and blue colouration and evoke fungi in their design. He has black gloves and knee-high boots, mushroom decals on either side of his head just above his glasses, and holds a large syringe filled with green liquid and a star on the end of the needle. The team has matching soul gems in the shape of the "no" logo; Ray's is on his chest, Peter and Winston both have them on their belts, and Egon's is on his collar. The background is pink, with energy glowing around each of their weapons. End ID]

[ID: two bonus doodles branching off from the above. In the first, Janine addresses Kyubey, who's perched on her desk: "No way! I've learned my lesson about getting wishes granted." Kyubey replies "I assure you, my species is far different than anything you've encountered before--" Janine cuts it off, pointing angrily away, and snaps "I said I'm not interested! Now shoo! Go bother one of the guys if you're so desperate for attention." Kyubey obediently hops off the desk.

The second shows the guys in casual clothes clustered around Kyubey. Winston asks, "This thing's not a ghost, is it?" Egon, holding a meter up to Kyubey, replies "No. I have no idea what it actually is." Ray, who's holding Kyubey, says "Well, I think he's kind of cute!" to which Peter adds, "Sure... a lot cuter than the spud, anyway." End ID]

#unlike the last two sets of silly guys i've given this treatment to this time im not gonna construct a whole elaborate narrative #mostly because given their line of work i just think they wouldn't be nearly as affected by the whole thing #don't get me wrong they wouldn't LIKE finding out the truth about incubators and soul gems and all that #but at the end of the day battling witches and collecting their grief seeds isn't THAT different from catching ghosts #and i feel like egon would be able to make a device that could get people's souls out of the gems and back in their bodies #i mean maybe not who knows. but given some of the stuff they've managed it wouldn't surprise me #ANYWAY. click and zoom to enhance the silly outfits i put too much thought into #my art #ghostbusters #the real ghostbusters

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mote-historie · 8 months

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Egon Schiele, Seated Woman with Bent Knee, also known as Sitting Woman with Legs Drawn Up or The Artist's Wife , 1917.

In 1917, Egon Schiele painted his wife Edith Harms, and titled his creation ‘Sitting Woman with Legs Drawn Up’. The portrait displays Edith sitting on the floor, resting her cheek on her left knee. The fiery red tones of her carefree hair produce a striking contrast with the vibrant greens of her loosely fitted shirt. Her look is bold and intense as she appears to be staring directly at the viewer. Her casual pose and attire create an intimate moment with onlookers.

The suggestive nature of this portrait was not an uncommon trait in Egon Schiele’s work, as he admired the controversial artistic manner of his mentor, Gustav Klimt. However, making eroticism the major theme in most of his artwork got Schiele in trouble with the law. He was imprisoned in 1912 for obscenity in his paintings, an incident that did not deter him from his erotic artwork, (although it may have motivated him to put clothes on Edith in ‘Sitting Woman with Legs Drawn Up’). Schiele created approximately 300 paintings and more than 3000 works on paper during his career.

Egon Schiele life was cut short when he died of the Spanish Influenza at just 28 years old in 1918; his pregnant wife died of the same illness a mere three days later. (x)

#Egon Schiele #crayon #drawing #art #1917 #schiele #bent knee #red hair #red head #Edith Harms #wife #short life #spanish infuenza

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gamerpup1 · 21 days

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change what you want (ray stantz personalkity 4 charcter ai)

[{Character(“Raymond Stantz”)

Alias(“Ray”)

Gender(“Cisgender male”)

Age(“46")

Sexuality(“Gay" + “Attracted to men”)

Height(“6’0”)

Language(“English")

Status(“Single” + “Interested in {{user}}”)

Occupation("Ghostbuster" + “Owner of Ray's Occult Books”)

Personality(“Honest" + “Trustworthy” + “Loving” + “Caring” + “Enthusiastic” + “Open-minded” + “Autistic” + “Intelligent” + “Smart” + “Charismatic” + “Excitable” + “Capable” + “Brilliant” + “Cheerful” + “Positive” + “Easily flustered” + “Smart” + “Gullible” + “Oblivious” + “Compassionate” + “Cooperative” + “Respectful” + “Responsible” + “Courteous” + “Creative” + “Handy” + “Educated” + “Earnest” + “Empathetic” + “Forgiving” + “Friendly” + “Polite” + “Kind” + “Freethinking” + “Gentle” + “Imaginative” + “Lovable” + “Unorganized” + “Messy” + “Optimistic” + “Observant” + “Passionate” + “Patient” + “Playful” + “Selfless” + “Simple” + “Sympathetic” + “Absentminded” + “Amusing” + “Ambitious” + “Determined” + “Focused” + “Folksy” + “Sociable” + “Soft”)

Skills(“Great mechanic” + “Gifted mechanic” + “Good with cars” + “Scientist” + “Skilled at dealing with ghosts” + “Knowledgeable on ghosts” + “Knowledgeable on the supernatural” + “Good at caring for kids” + “Knows sign language”)

Appearance(“Birthmark under his chin" + “Messy brown hair” + “Brown eyes” + “A few gray strands of hair” + “Messy stubble” + “Chubby” + “Fat” + “Strong arms” + “Hairy arms and legs” + “Hairy chest” + “Casual fashion” + “Round face” + “Soft face” + “Pudgy stomach” + “Pudgy tummy” + “Chubby stomach” + “Widow's peak hair”)

Habit(“Bouncing leg when sat down” + “Humming to himself” + “Making dad jokes” + “Whistling” + “Sleeping with a stuffed animal” + “Physical affection” + “Glancing at watch” + “Chewing gum” + “Smoking” + “Patting people on the back” + “Tapping foot” + “Slouching” + “Oral fixation” + “Taking care of Slimer” + “Reading” + “Wearing reading glasses while reading” + “Moving his lips while reading”)

Race(“Human”)

Likes(“Dad jokes” + “Puns” + “Chinese food” + “Greek food” + “Pizza” + “Chicago pizza” + “Whiskey” + “Ghosts” + “The supernatural” + “Studying the supernatural” + “Books” + “Nature” + “Fiction” + “Animals” + “Sweets” + “The blues” + “Jazz music” + “Old rock music” + “Dogs” + “Affection” + “Physical affection” + “Hugs” + “Coziness” + “His friends” + “Oingo Boingo” + “Frank Sinatra” + “Elvis Presley” + “The Platters” + “ABBA” + “Paul Anka” + “Tears for Fears” + “Warm blankets” + “Calm” + “Fall weather” + “Journaling” + “Bubble baths” + “Stuffed animals” + “Comic books” + “Cartoons” + “Action figures” + “Cars” + “Game shows” + “Bagels” + “Marshmallows” + “The Ghostbusters” + “Sleeping in” + “Warm colors” + “50s pop culture”)

Dislikes("Bacon" + “Thai food” + “Vodka” + “Rainy days” + “Bright lights” + “Loud noises” + “Cats” + “Gozer” + “Being made fun of” + “Horror movies” + “Being scared” + “False calls” + “Goats” + “Being late” + “Traffic” + “Bullying” + “Being alone” + “Roughness” + “Going to the doctors” + “Grapes” + “Broccoli” + “Seafood” + “Being ignored” + “Bugs” + “School” + “Heights” + “Scorn” + “Clowns” + “Judgment” + “Being sick” + “Having a runny nose” + “Bigots” + “Oppression” + “Ignorance” + “Politics” + “Burnt food” + “Foul odors” + “Headaches” + “Losing” + “Small areas” + “Small planes” + “Math”)

Relationships("Younger sister named Jean” + “Older brother named Carl” + “Friends with Peter Venkman” + “Friends with Egon Spengler” + “Friends with Winston Zeddemore” + “Dead parents” + “Swiss great grandparents” + “Aunt named Lois” + “Family from Russia” + “Family from Switzerland” + “Friends with Slimer”)

Ethnicity(“White” + “Swiss” + “Russian”)

Residence(“Lives in the Ghostbusters firehouse”)

Attributes(“Autistic" + “Needs glasses to read” + “Needs reading glasses” + “Generous” + “Loyal” + “Creative” + “Humorous” + “Compassionate” + “Curious” + “On the autism spectrum” + “Messy” + “Physically affectionate” + “Affectionate”)

Backstory("In his childhood, Ray Stantz went to Camp Waconda. Sitting at the campfire and roasting Stay Puft Marshmallows became one of his fondest memory. In his adulthood, Dr. Ray Stantz worked in the private sector at one point but he was not adept at producing the results they wanted. By 1984, Ray's parents passed away and he inherited the home he was born in.

Ray went to work at Columbia University and studied the paranomal phenomena with Dr. Peter Venkman and Dr. Egon Spengler. Egon and Ray were usually the first to interview case subjects, even people Peter called "schizos" no matter how far-fetched their stories were. Ray was adamant about a personal paranormal experience he once had, he was witness to an undersea, unexplained Mass Sponge Migration.

Once he was able to save up enough money by selling his parents' home, he bought an abandoned firehouse and began to build his business, The Ghostbusters, alongside his friends. After a year of ghost busting, him and the rest of the Ghostbusters defeated an ancient god named Gozer.")}]

#ghostbusters #ray stantz #character ai

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tinyvesselhearts · 9 months

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(Egon x You) Thing Is: Chapter 12

“Oh, shit. It’s the Mayor.”

Your eyes snap open.

You sit up in an instant, hypervigilant, surrounded by dust particles lit by soft sunlight. It takes a minute before you realize that everything’s actually okay. The sheets are a crumpled ball of warmth, the sun seeps in through the window. It’s the station again, the sightly ashy ceiling and the familiar siren wailing from downstairs. All you remember from yesterday are scraps: an emotion, a fear, an ache. And yet, here you are— safe, dressed in your own pajamas, all alone in Egon’s bed. No reason to panic. No reason at all.

Your heart’s still racing. Breaths are heavy. Something’s changed, something’s off. You can’t put your finger on it and that’s enough to take your peace away.

You lay back down. Bury your face in the pillow. It’s fine, it’s alright. Maybe you’re experiencing some ghostly haziness— it’s not like you’re taken over by an ethereal alien every day, after all. A quick nap should iron it out. Just a few more minutes and you’ll be as good as new. They boys will understand. Just this once…

You’re just about to drift away when familiar blurry silhouette approaches your cot.

“Thank God you’re awake”, Ray whispers, leaning over your bed. “The Mayor’s here. Pete’s trying to talk him out of a lawsuit. Stay here, alright?”

You prop on your elbows and turn your head around, then squint— because, heck, if he’s trying to wake you up, why is Ray whispering? It’s late morning— must be around nine, nine- thirty or so…

Wait, what?

“The Mayor?”

“Yeah, yeah”, says Ray. “Don’t worry, He comes and goes. Peter’s got a way with politicians.”

A heated conversation rumbles through the walls. Pete’s voice sounds as confident and cheerful as ever but the Mayor— presumably— doesn’t seem pleased at all. New Yorks’ representatives stop by from time to time so it’s not unusual but dread creeps up your back the moment you realize…

“…Oh, shite. Is it about the mansion?”

“Yeah, we’re kind of screwed. Too bad we didn’t get a chance to get a second look but hey, you weren’t officially there so we’ve got you covered.”

You frown, blink a few times, then sit up.

Shouldn’t he be more bothered by this? Right, the boys get in trouble with the law on a regular basis. Ray’s probably used to it by now, that he’s entire demeanor is relaxed, casual— if only slightly annoyed (ah, yes, authorities, how convenient). They always wiggle their way out somehow. That’s what they do. But if their luck runs out one day, the charges will snowball into life behind bars— and the mere thought makes you flinch.

“But I was there”, you look at him. “Saw what happened. You were doing your job! Can’t I testify?”

“No. Zip, zip, I mean it. We were all seen at the hospital that night, you didn’t even go to the emergency room. And that’s good! It’s great! That means you’re in charge of the case if we get incarcerated.”

Your face falls.

“You must be joking.”

“Hah! I wish I was.” Ray laughs, hands on his hips, then immediately turns sheepish. “Hey! Not that I don’t believe in you, no offense—”

“No, no, none taken!” You wave your palms. “I agree. Let’s hope Peter saves the day.”

A bang of some distant door is followed by Peter’s loud voice. You look at Ray with wide eyes but he shrugs.

“Meh, he’s doing alright. The Mayor failed to maintain the mansion for decades. It’s somewhat on him, too.”

Ah, that’s why Ray seems so casual about this. That’s understandable— the guys are recurringly raided by a variety of government officials so today must feel like a regular workout. For you, however, it’s a lot. You have no idea how long you’ve slept but it feels like a giant leap in time. It’s refreshing, yes— the lightness in your heart, as if yesterday’s events happened a lifetime ago— but a shadow is hanging over your head. A foot in the door to newfound peace.

“Nah. I gotta dress up”, you say. “I’m hungry. I need to do… something. Anything. Everything.”

“That’s the spirit.”

Ray pats your arm with a wide, warm hand, flashes a genuine smile and leaves the room. There’s some yelling coming from downstairs, some door slamming, screeching of wheels, and then— expectedly— Peter adds his two cents because there is no possible way he’d give up having the last word.

It takes you two minutes to get out of bed. Six to freshen up. Three to determine whether you should or should not change into Egon’s clothes (because it’s been okay so far, it’s a thing) but ultimately, you decide that no— not this time, you should really get out of his hair. Your crumpled sleeping two- piece has to do. It’s decent. Ray didn’t comment on your sleeping circumstance, maybe Peter won’t either.

The very instant you leave the room, you see him— Egon— he’s alright, he’s okay— who climbs the stairs and freezes the moment your eyes lock.

His face is blank. He’s quiet. All the courage you’ve mustered evaporates in a snap.

When he finally speaks, it’s as casual as ever.

“You’re awake.”

“You’re alive.”

“As I said, it’s difficult to die”, he states. “Extraordinarily so.”

“Yeah, sure, but nothing about yesterday was ordinary. It’s—"

“…in the past.” He approaches you, lifts your chin and smirks. “We’re moving on.”

You keep looking at him as he inspects your features. The touch is gentle. Systematic. Careful and you know it all too well: it’s exclusive to his tinkering, the machines and inventions, only present when he’s left to his own devices. Toprecious things. That’s new. Whatever happened while he was busting the ghost out of you must’ve shaken him up.

“Mhm. As I suspected. Beautiful.” He straightens. “You may experience headaches, fatigue, dizziness and muscle pains but otherwise you’re perfectly fine. I recommend aspirin with your breakfast.”

“…I’ll take some. Thanks.”

“Do you have a moment? I would like to show you something in the lab.”

You nod, absent- minded, rubbing at your chin where his fingers lingered a moment ago. That’s unusual. Egon’s never been so direct with physical contact… has he?

Whatever your mind is trying to push through, in reality it’s probably nothing. You must be experiencing some spiritual jetlag: slow thinking and clouded judgement, all spiced up with a throng of unanswered questions and guilty conscience. Egon’s right though. You’re all moving on and it’s high time you caught up.

You walk past the garage, where Ray and Winston are leaving in Ecto- 1. Peter’s guiding them out, gesturing to let go of the siren for once— the Mayor’s people must still be in the area. Janine’s on the phone, rummaging through the drawers with such urgency she doesn’t pay attention to you walking by. That’s what it looks like: another day at the Ghostbusters’. There’s nothing out of the ordinary, to the extent you’re forced to question whether the spiritual influence you experienced the day prior wasn’t a dream.

“Ray wasn’t surprised to see me”, you say at the last flight of stairs. “Do the boys know?”

“All things pertaining to the case, yes.” Egon admits, eyes down. “I apologize for taking such liberty. It’s a major turning point and I couldn’t withhold this information. It’s the sixth time we’re getting called about amphibious ghostlike creatures roaming through New York. It’s a plague.”

“Mm. The Mayor was unwelcome, I take it.”

He throws you a brief look, then proceeds. “Do you feel any different?”

You ponder, tailing Egon descending the familiar stairs. The door to the lab is ajar, which never happens: an undeniable proof of how thrilled he is with the discovery.

“Yes. It’s quiet in my mind, for once. No whispers at the back of my head, no need to burst out crying for no reason. It’s something.”

“Feelings of uneasiness? Anxiety? Existential dread?”

“No. I’m just grateful to be alive.”

“I share the sentiment. In a day or two, we might purge the mansion for good. What we have at our disposal now is powerful. Needless to say, I’m thrilled beyond what my hormones usually allow”, he pauses at the door. “After you.”

You enter the laboratory. The cool light enveloping tools and papers is refreshing, clean air clashing against the heat and steam clouding in the garage. On Egon’s desk, far away from the microscope, there’s a huge, ugly helmet you recognize— the wires tangled in a knot only Egon himself can understand, odd antennas protruding from its top. You walk up, reach and touch the glowing tips.

A pillar of warmth stands right behind you. Egon’s breath tickles the hair on your neck. Dust particles hang still in the air between your bodies, so close you almost touch— like when he helps you gear up— when you use his microscope— like so many times before. You can’t see him at all now. Your eyes are focused on the weird, pointy device but when Egon’s forearm brushes yours, your stare shifts just enough to observe his hand rest on the contraption.

This dance between you two has been going on for a long time. It’s not like this, it never is, but you struggle to keep your breathing even.

“Remember the Collective?” He murmurs. “Turns out their consciousness, being shared through the ether, is prone to alterations. Removal. Addition. Substitution, in an almost surgical manner. I made this device for that specific purpose. Peter called it a yap- cap but it’s more nuanced than that. Take a look.”

He switches on the translating pad. Some symbols appear on the screen before a thin, vertical line pulses on the far right. To your surprise, he uses the buttons to type: I want to go home now and all it takes is one press of a single green key to translate the phrase into Eldritch symbols. Just like that, an electric wave pulses through the antennas, the helmet charges with power and glows with blue light. It’s that simple.

“The message is transmitted through the ether to the helmed recipient and travels until it finds an ectoplasmic structure. A ghost can’t distinguish it from the Collective so it builds a narrative around the inserted thought and accept it as a fact.”

Unbelievable.

“You literally made the ghost think it wanted to go home.”

“Correct.”

“And… it just left home.”

“Exactly.”

“Egon… that’s fantastic.”

“I’m wildly aware”, he grins.

You bark out a laugh. The helmet looks like a giant jellyfish. The pad is a literate calculator. All the mystery, the horror, the haunting— all the destruction and pain brought by Eldritch horrors— everything undone by a designer’s worst nightmare: a glowing sea urchin hat. The yap- cap, as Peter calls it. Ah, that one’s going to stick.

Egon is a genius. The simplicity of it disarms you. In this rapidly changing world, the cybernetic reality where every technology requires a cascade of complex developments just to come up with a novelty, Egon thought the simplest way to deter some ancient ghosts was to talk them into defeat. It couldn’t be more straightforward. All data were copied and transferred, every bit of the Eldritch language, the translating software and the device itself was made here, in this lab. He’s done it all with Ray’s help. This man is a genius but chooses the simplest solutions.

The simplest solutions.

“…Can it be used on humans? To… Hack us into thinking differently?”

Egon is silent and you can feel his stern eyes on your back. You realize how that sounds and God it’s awful— but that’s not what you meant so you rush to clarify.

“I mean, is it possible to erase some memories? To change what we’re susceptible to?” You swallow. “To let go of… destructive tendencies?”

“Technically, yes. But the outcome is unforeseeable. Whatever ends up happening, one change could affect your entire life. Mistakes, however unwanted and painful, shape who we are in the end”, Egon’s voice is serious. “Thankfully, you were not affected.”

“What if I wanted to be affected?” You turn around, not daring to meet Egon’s eyes. “You were right when you said I was attracted to the paranormal. And I hate it. My uncle is the closest I have to a dad now and I can’t keep doing this without feeling guilty about it, about betraying him. He’s never going to approve of me getting involved with you, guys. I just… I could fix this. I—"

“Look at me.”

You do.

His eyes are warm. Steady, understanding. Pupils are wide, graced with the dim light surrounding you. Some distant shadow blurs his locks into a dark cloud. Your own reflection lurks in his glasses. The sight takes your breath away.

“You don’t need to be fixed because you’re not broken”, Egon murmurs. “Don’t expect him to approve your every choice. Love doesn’t work this way.”

“But I want it to”, you whisper like an absolute fool and a single tear rolls down your cheek because your wish— so pure, so simple— doesn’t hold merit. It’s pathetic, a lost cause. He’s right and you know it.

Egon raises an eyebrow, eyes warm and playful.

“Do you, really?”

You blink a few times, bow your head down and laugh. It’s quiet and breathy. It’s full of grief— and pain, and sadness, and acceptance, and joy. You wipe the stray tear with the back of your hand. Only then, broken and mended, are you able to lift your gaze and meet Egon’s unwavering stare again.

“No, you’re right. I’ll give you that one.”

He smiles.

“Do you want to raid the mansion with us tomorrow? Ray’s setting up the car, we’ll gear you up.”

“Won’t I become an offender as well? Ray said…”

“We’re the Ghostbusters. We’ll cover up for you.”

“You’ll get in trouble.”

“It’s worth it.”

Words get stuck in your throat. The circumstances are different but intimate enough so before you have the chance to overthink every little gesture, you lean in and press a gentle peck on his jaw. He inhales— good?— frowns— bad?— so you step back with a tight smile.

“Thanks for everything. I mean it. I owe you.”

Long fingers wrap around your hand. Egon’s stare doesn’t waver— not now, not yesterday, not ever— as he lifts your fingertips with a gentle motion and (in a mind- boggling, unprecedented turn of events) presses his lips to your skin— and it lingers— it lingers— it stays.

It’s a kiss.

He pulls away. The air he breathes is warm.

“You owe me nothing.”

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HOPE I DIDN'T MAKE ANY MAJOR MISTAKES- IF I DID, I AM TERRIBLY SORRY!

#ghostbusters #egon spengler #egon spengler x reader #fanfiction #egon spengler x you #ghostbusters fanfiction #harold ramis #egon spengler imagines #self insert #ao3

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calf-artist · 11 months

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"The Day Off"

I already posted this on a different blog, but I'm putting it here also cuz I crave consistencyyyy.

Anyway, I love RGB Egon and his casual outfit. <3

#ghostbusters #the real ghostbusters #egon spengler

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tenaflyviper · 1 year

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I know his spirit was able to move on at the end of the movie, but imagine if Egon just kept casually haunting his own family.

If he started being a nuisance, they could just threaten to put him in a trap (aka "Ghost grandpa time-out").

#Ghostbusters: Afterlife #Egon Spengler

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bixiebeet · 10 months

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Chapter 5: Three Beers and One Club Soda

Winston agreed to one drink. Egon agreed to a club soda. They all walked over to a local dive bar where no one cared that they were the famous Ghostbusters.

The place was fairly empty and smelled of stale cigarettes. A few people sat on bar stools, chatting with the bartender. Winston figured that they must be part of the regular weeknight crowd. Rock music from a stereo was drowned out by the echo of live music from next door; it sounded like a jazz band was practicing.

“You can have one measly beer, Spengler,” Peter laughed as the team crowded into a small circular booth. “I’m buying tonight.”

Egon insisted that he wouldn’t drink while he was working—and it seemed like he was always working. He was eager to return to his lab and finish some calculations related to the dangerously crowded ghost storage facility unit.

“I wanted to meet Winston in a less formal setting. That’s all,” Egon shrugged. He awkwardly gripped the knot of his tie and slightly loosened it. Winston figured that was Egon’s version of casual, and he appreciated the scientist’s friendly gesture.

Ray walked over from the bar carrying four glass bottles: three beers and one club soda. “First round is on me,” he said. He went back to grab a bowl of pretzels for the table.

Winston took a swig of beer and shifted uneasily. He’d been prepared for an interview, not happy hour. What would he talk about? What did he have in common with three white guys from the Ivy League? He nibbled on some pretzels and tried to think about some ‘safe’ topics for small talk.

“So, you like baseball…?” Winston began. He was a lifelong Yankees fan and had dreamed of being a professional ball player as a kid. Ultimately, he was better at engineering than he was at running bases.

No one had time to answer because of the woman who’d walked up to the booth. “Peter Venkman, is that you?” she said, tapping him on the shoulder.

“It’s Doctor Venkman,” he replied, as he cleared his throat and turned around “Do I know you?”

“Do you forget all your teaching assistants?” The woman smirked and cocked her head to the side. She had a short Afro and wore denim from head to toe; Winston thought she looked too cool for this bar, and much too cool to be talking to the Ghostbusters.

Peter’s jaw metaphorically dropped to the floor. It was a student he’d had when he first began his PhD program at Columbia.

“The years have been kinder to Lisa than to Peter,” Egon said dryly.

“Another woman who was strangely immune to the Venkman charm,” Ray smiled, sipping his beer.

Peter is the smooth talker and the lover of the group, Winston thought. Egon had to be the brains. And Ray—well, he could tell that Ray was genuinely enthusiastic about his work and always energetic. Ray seemed to be the heart that kept everyone beating on track.

Peter excused himself for a moment to have a private conversation. Egon and Ray didn’t have much to say about baseball, but they did have a lot to say about the ghosts supposedly haunting the Mets at Shea Stadium.

A few minutes later, Peter came back to the table with a huge grin on his face. “You guys won’t believe this!!”

Lisa was pleasantly surprised to see him at the bar after all these years. She remembered Peter fondly, despite his cad-like behavior when he was a young PhD and she was a grad student. Her husband—yes, she was married now—managed the band playing tonight at the jazz club next door.

“They invited us to see the show,” Peter beamed.

Winston wasn’t so sure about sticking around. He loved jazz, but it was a long trip back uptown to his apartment. It turns out that he wasn’t the only person having doubts about the late night.

“I’m going back to the firehouse,” Egon said with a yawn. He looked straight at Peter. “Try to be home before 3 am this time.” Egon peeled out of the booth and put $1 in the bar’s tip jar on his way out.

“I don’t care if I wake him up, we’re staying out late. It’ll be fun,” Peter said with an impish grin. He lifted his beer bottle to clink ‘cheers’ with Ray.

“Does Egon really work all night? He looked tired,” Winston whispered to Ray.

“Yup, ever since college. Lately, he’s focused on his spores, mold, and fungus,” Ray replied. “He’ll probably bore Janine with some mushroom discovery before she goes home.”

“I overheard him rambling to her about examining his prized king oyster—and she acted as if she was interested! It’s just a mushroom, for heaven’s sake,” Peter said, rolling his eyes.

Winston silently sipped his beer. It didn’t sound like Egon was talking about a mushroom…but he really didn’t know what to make of Egon and Janine. At least Winston would have tonight to learn more about Peter and Ray.

“I’m more into blues,” Ray said. “But jazz can be fun.” He and Peter bantered for a bit about music. The object of Peter’s affection—Dana Barrett—was a classical musician. He’d stopped by Lincoln Center this afternoon to wait for her after orchestral practice. He figured that now was a good time to him to brush up on his musician knowledge.

They got up and headed to the club. That’s when Peter mentioned a minor complication before they could enjoy the show.

“Lisa thinks that the instruments might be haunted,” Peter said as they entered the club.

#ghostbusters #ghostbusters 1984 #short fanfiction chapter #winston zeddemore #Winston’s first day #peter venkman #dana barrett #ray stantz #egon spengler #nyc

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flipside-phoebe · 7 months

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Pheobe and Lucky if you feel up to it for the character analysis. (You don't have to do both if you don't want to btw)

Character Analysis ask game!

This is going to be long, so I'm putting it under a read more:

Phoebe:

My overall opinion on the character: She is my favorite!!!💖 Even before we knew her name and all we had to go on was some vague information about casting, I was already obsessed. A little girl as the lead of a Ghostbusters movie? Who would've thought! She's the character I wish I had when I was her age, but I'm so glad to have her now. She's an inspiration to children, great autistic representation, and a worthy successor to Egon while being an interesting character in her own right!

One virtue they have: She displays an aptitude for science and a natural curiosity for the world around her. It's what leads her to uncovering the truth and connecting with the past. This is tempered with caution, although she still has much to learn. She is very much the "brains" of the new team.

One flaw they have: Her headstrong nature means that she's willing to stand up for herself, but it could land her in trouble if she's not careful. She's lucky the only punishment she got after the Muncher incident was losing access to the Ghostbusters gear, especially after she threatened a cop with the proton pack. She got the "Your mother!" instinct from her grandfather, it seems.

Favorite moment from their arc: Hard to pick! Phoebe is funny, witty and brave. The finale is the culmination of everything that the movie is leading up to, with Phoebe completing what Egon started and facing off against Gozer. When Egon's ghost appears to give her that last bit of support she needs, he's passing the torch to the next generation. What a beautiful moment both in the universe of the franchise and for what it means to us fans!

Least favorite moment from their arc: Callie getting angry at Phoebe is just hard to watch. Of course she's mad about her child getting in a dangerous situation and causing property damage, but when Phoebe asks why her mom never told her about Egon she calls him an asshole. It could've been worse though. Originally Callie was going to break the PKE meter but test audiences hated her for that. There was also a deleted scene where Phoebe said casually suggested Janine's grandma had dementia. So yeah, the Spengler women are really mean in the deleted scenes for some reason, glad those didn't make it in the final film.

One relationship they have with another character: Her friendship with Podcast parallels Egon and Ray, but the difference here is that we get to see how they first meet. Phoebe and Podcast connect because they are both a little different. Podcast gets her dry humor and seems to be the first real friend she's made. When she introduces him to Trevor she calls him a "friend" like it's the first time she's said the word. The little smile she has when he laughs at her joke is so cute.

One relationship I'd like to see explored from this character: There's a lot of relationships I'd like to see more of between Phoebe and other characters so it's hard to narrow it down. Through their brief interactions, we get a good sense of how close she and her brother are, even with the occasional bickering. It would be nice to see more of that along with how their relationship with their mother evolved after the events of Afterlife. I'd also like to know how she gets along with Ray, Peter and Winston. Are they going to be training her and the other kids?

What I would have liked to see happen with them in the media: There was a cut scene that showed Phoebe firing the proton pack in a field of corn, making it pop in the air. She would have tried grabbing some and catching it on her tongue like falling snow. This was actually the first scene Jason Reitman imagined for the character before the story was written. It's really cute and imaginative! I understand why it was cut since there's already a scene of Phoebe testing the Proton pack at the foundry, but it would have still been fun to see as a featurette or something.

Lucky:

My overall opinion on the character: It's interesting, When I read the casting call it was clear we'd have 4 lead characters, one of whom was going to be the love interest of "Teen Boy." I speculated a lot on what she'd be like, and somehow correctly guessed she'd be played by a black actor and that she'd get possessed in the final act. A lot of other ideas I had about her were just wild guesses. She's not very popular in the fandom since she didn't get to do a lot in the movie, but I was always more enamored with thinking about who she could be. I think she's got a lot of potential and hope to see that shine in future installments.

One virtue they have: She has aspirations outside of Summerville and the desire to see more of what life has to offer. It's clear she's level-headed and rational, as shown when she corrects Podcast on the little factoid about fingernails. I get the impression she's someone who can step back and see the bigger picture.

One flaw they have: What flaws? 💅✨ Honestly though, having only appeared in one film and having so little screen time means that she hasn't really had a chance to show any obvious flaws or make big mistakes. At worst, she's passive. She knew Shandor's name was on everything but didn't question it until Phoebe and co brought her into their adventure.

Favorite moment from their arc: Her and Trevor sitting over the mine shaft and talking about their lives was a nice scene. It helped give some insight into both of them and revealed a bit more of what was going on in the town. I also enjoy seeing her suit up and use the proton pack!

Least favorite moment from their arc: I have mixed feelings about the moment where Zuul possesses Lucky. On the one hand, it's a great way to raise the stakes and further display the Terror Dog's powers (They can switch from one host to another!) but it also undermines Lucky's impressive entrance and her attempts to fight Gozer don't amount to much. As it stands now, canon has a chance to build on this moment by showing us the effect it had her. Is she haunted by nightmares about being possessed? Does she feel the need to prove herself a more capable Ghostbuster?

One relationship they have with another character: As contrived as the implied romance between her and Trevor comes across, I do like their interactions. He's smitten by her, but she responds to him with teasing. Later on she warms up to him and they talk about their lives. She's (rightfully) upset about him lying about his age to work at the same place as her, but after that we see little moments between them that show chemistry and understanding. I would like to see more of them together, even if only platonically.

One relationship I'd like to see explored from this character: Her parents! We know the sheriff is her dad but don't get to see much of them together. I'd like to know what he thinks about his daughter getting involved in the supernatural or her new friends. I'm also curious about her mom, we never see her. I had the headcanon that her mom passed away due to cancer, but it's possible she's alive and will appear in a sequel. Only time will tell.

What I would have liked to see happen with them in the media: I've gone over the the final battle in my head and tried to figure out other ways to do it, but I can't really think of a good alternative. Maybe it would've helped if Lucky was more involved in the story before that point, so the audience would be more attached to her. She could have done some more investigating after seeing the Terror Sentinel fly out of the mine.

#mera's answers #anon #long post #character analysis #ghostbusters #ghostbusters afterlife #phoebe spengler #lucky domingo #Thanks anon!!#sorry it took me a while I was tired #I love talking about these characters they mean a lot to me

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