#Dan Aykroyd fanfiction

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

Warnings: swearing, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos), sex in public (secluded area)

Song: Riot in Cell Block Number Nine-Blues Brothers

Ray wrapped his arms around me tightly as the audience cheered. The band on stage took a small break and Ray kissed my shoulder.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked, turning my head slightly to look at him. Ray smiled and nodded. "Good. I knew you would like them."

"You always have good taste in music." Ray admitted, leaning his head against mine. "But I have to ask..." I hummed and kissed his cheek. "Does your love for the band have anything to do with one of the brothers looking like me?" I blushed and glanced back at the stage. Jake and Elwood Blues were just coming back onstage at that moment, passing drinks around to the band. "Ah." Ray said, smirking at me.

"Now wait a minute..." I tried to protest as Ray took my hand and pulled me over to the edge of the stage, close to where the boys would come off stage at the end of the show. We were covered in shadow and I could still see the stage but no one could see us. Ray kissed my shoulder again.

"Better?" He asked. I nodded hesitantly. "Good. Now we're gonna come over here." He backed me against the far wall, giving me a better view of the stage but hiding us further from view.

"Ray, what..." He cut me off with a kiss and I hummed as my fingers trailed through his hair. "What are you doing?" Ray started working on getting my pants off as Jake started to announce the next song. "Raymond!" I hissed as he pulled down my pants. His eyes shot up to mine and I frowned. His fingers twitched at the waistband of my underwear.

"I can stop if you want me to." He whispered, watching as my gaze was drawn over his shoulder as Elwood stepped up to the microphone. "Or I can keep going." Ray took my hand and moved it to his own belt buckle, making sure my fingers brushed against the bulge in his pants. I bit my lip and let my eyes trail back to him. I nodded and let him push my underwear down as I tried to get his belt open. Ray bit his lip as I managed to push down his pants and underwear in one go. The music picked up as Ray entered me, pulling my leg up around his waist. My back pressed against the brick wall as Ray put more of his weight against me.

"Ray." I whimpered, his face buried in my neck; giving me a clear view of the stage and Elwood as he sang. He breathed out harshly as he thrust into me. I put my head down on his shoulder, never taking my eyes off the stage. "Is this...fuck...what you had in mind? Fucking me while I watched the show?" Ray nodded and I laughed as he thrust again.

"It was going to happen anyway." He said, breath fanning over my neck as he turned his head to kiss and suck along the skin there. "Just so happens that a more handsome version of me is on the stage." As the beat changed, so did Ray's thrusts. I would have laughed if it hadn't felt so good.

"He's not more handsome." I breathed out, drawing Ray's head up. "He just looks like you."

"Yeah. About fifty pounds ago." Ray muttered, eyes scanning my face. I bit my lip to stop a moan from spilling out. I squeezed my eyes shut as the beat changed again and Ray matched.

"Shut the fuck up Raymond." I muttered, his name slipping out as a moan. "I prefer you and I always will. Fifty..." I choked on my words as Ray gently bit my neck. "Pounds or not. Fuuuuccckkk." I groaned as Ray thrust into me harder. He chuckled as my head fell back.

"Eyes on the stage darling." He breathed out, matching his thrusts to the music. "Song's almost over." Ray hoisted my other leg up around his waist, making sure I was pinned between him and the wall before grinding his hips against mine with every thrust. My head lulled forward as I came, eyes never leaving the stage. Ray moaned softly in my ear as he came with the song's end. Setting me down gently, Ray fixed us back up before turning back towards the stage. Jake and Elwood did one more song; Ray holding me close and gently swaying with me as I kissed him. "Come on." He whispered as the boys started to make their way off stage. Elwood paused when he saw Ray at the end of the stairs before making his way over.

"Elwood." He introduced himself. Ray shook his hand and pushed me forward to do the same. I blushed as I shook his hand.

"I'm (Y/N). And that's Ray." I said, feeling nervous as Ray came up behind me. He pressed his chest against my back and I smiled nervously at Elwood.

"Looks like the two of you were having fun out there." Elwood said with a smirk. I blushed harder and Ray squeezed my hip, prompting me to look at him. He smiled softly at me and nodded.

"Yeah we were." He confirmed. Elwood's smirk grew as he nodded.

#ray stantz #ray stantz x reader #ray stantz fanfic #ray stantz fanfiction #ray stantz imagine #elwood blues #elwood blues fanfic #elwood blues x reader #elwood blues fanfiction #elwood blues imagine #dan aykroyd #dan aykroyd fanfic #dan aykroyd fanfiction #dan aykroyd x reader #dan aykroyd imagine

[faithiegirl01]

Y’all know what I wanna read? I wanna read a Ray Stantz hanahaki disease fic…

Like could you imagine it. No one thought it was a real thing, but reader (or maybe Ray could work either way…) come down with it. In fear of what the weird disease is they go to Egon for a little help in understanding it, but when he tells them it’s an unrequited love disease they panic.

Egon then continues to tell them that they can talk to the person and maybe just maybe it’s not one sided… but reader shakes their head not really believing that could be a possibility. Egon asks if he can know who it is to hopefully help more, but the person refuses to answer not wanting anyone to find out about and asks if there’s any other options. Of course Egon tells them the only other option is the surgery that would make them forget the person all together. The reader (or Ray…) immediately deflates and doesn’t know how what decision to make so slowly they start to distance themselves.

They weirdly start to feel better for a bit and so they do Egon about it, but he just shrugs and tells them it can be very unpredictable each person could go through it completely different. Then all of a sudden they again start feeling bad and it slowly gets worse so reader stays distanced. Bonus points if the reader is Peter’s little sister and so that could make her like another best friend to Ray. Like they could literally all be so close. Like could you just imagine the angst of it all?

My goodness it’d be so heartbreaking yet so beautiful to read especially if they end up together in the end. Like the angst and fluff vibes that could be added to it all.

I myself would write it, but like I have way to many WIPs in progress and can’t, but it’d definitely be a good read. Especially because technically in the Gohstbuster world that wouldn’t really be a real disease, but like it totally could just be like just something they just didn’t know was a thing.

#ray stantz fanfiction #ray stantz imagine #ray stantz x reader #ray stantz #ghostbusters #ghostbusters imagines #ghostbusters imagine #ghostbusters fandom #ghostbusters fic idea #ghostbusters fic #ghostbusters fanfiction #ghostbusters x reader #ray stanz/reader #ray stanz fanfic #ray stanz x you #dan aykroyd #dan aykroyd imagines #dan aykroyd fanfic #dan aykroyd x reader #dan aykroyd imagine

[psychokinetic-ectoplasm]

Ghostbusters Fanfiction Masterlist

*** REQUESTS ARE OPEN***

Note: All fics are rated Explicit (as per Ao3s rating system) unless otherwise noted

Egon Spengler

Not Jealous (one-shot)

Burning Fascination (complete, 11/11)

Masters of Sex (The Mood Slime Experiments) (complete, 5/5)

Untitled Older Egon (coming soon)

Ray Stantz

Somewhere to Belong (complete, 12/12)

Some Call It Love, I Call It Magic (Older Ray, complete, 12/12)

Love, Unleashed (Older Ray/Spirits Unleashed, complete, 2/2)

These Golden Years (Frozen Empire Fic, one-shot)

It Was Always You (Ray at Columbia/coming soon)

Real Love (RGB Ray, in progress)

Peter Venkman

He's Yours (Peter x Dana Barrett one-shot)

Various

Ghostbusters One-Shots and Drabbles (updated April 15)

Dan Aykroyd Characters

Elwood Blues/The Blues Brothers

That Special Somebody... (complete, 2/2)

Squeeze and Please (one-shot)

I Need You (Blues Brothers AU, complete, 13/13)

Anything For You (one-shot)

Untilted Jake Blues One-shot (in the works)

Misc.

Dan Aykroyd Characters One-Shot Collection (updated May 9)

We Keep Watch For Each Other (Ellis Fielding/Loose Cannons, complete)

When I Start Lovin' I Just Can't Stop (Mike Weber/Soul Man, in progress)

The Way You Love Is Good As Money (Roman Craig/The Great Outdoors, in progress)

Let It Only Ever Be Me (Fred Garvin/SNL, one-shot)

Some Things Are Meant To Be (Roy/Love At First Sight (1977) coming soon)

Loving the Alien (Beldar Conehead, in the works)

Untilted Vic fanfic (Neighbors, in the works)

Untitled Darren "Mother" Roskow fic (Sneakers, in the works)

Untitled Joe Friday fic (Dragnet 1987, in the works)

Harold Ramis Characters

Someday Soon I'm Gonna Make Him Mine (Russell Ziskey, in progress)

Untitled Moe Green One-shot (in the works)

Untitled Steven Buchner One-shot (Baby Boom, in the works)

Will update these as I go along! Anything that's underlined is a link!

KEY:

In progress = currently posting chapters

Coming soon = enough is written for me to nearly be ready to start posting

In the works = not enough written to start posting, but it is actively being worked on

#I've been really slow recently writing stuff but it's all getting there! #my writing #ghostbusters #ghostbusters fanfiction #egon spengler #ray stantz #peter venkman #winston zeddemore #egon spengler x reader #egon spengler x oc #harold ramis #dan aykroyd #the blues brothers #elwood blues

[ariel-seagull-wings]

#ghostbusters 1984 #the real ghostbusters #ghostbusters novelization #idw ghostbusters #ray stantz #dan aykroyd #frank welker #my writing #fanfiction

[ghostbustersreborn]

❙.      tara sat outside her father's office, working on homework and other things she had to do for school. ❙.

in the corner of her eye she saw the red sprayed on words that read 'venkman burn in hell' on the door of her father's work space.

she couldn't help but laugh. it was cruel yet also comical.

tara could hear the girl from inside go "i don't know. they're just coming to me." she rolled her eyes, knowing what dad was doing.

he'd tell ALL the girls they were right and at the end of the session, he'd convince them to hang at his place. worked like a charm.

she began to wonder if that was how he got her mom pregnant in the first place?

as thoughts of her mom began to cloud her mind. she had a rather tough time focusing on the homework before her.

"dammit. i don't know what to do." she swore under her breath, shutting the binder.

egon had left an hour ago, while ray she had no clue where he was.

egon and ray were big into the supernatural. ghosts, particularly. while, her dad was a total skeptic and went along for the ride just for the hell of it.

"i'm getting a little tired of this!" snapped the boy from inside.

tara shut her eyes, shaking her head.

"dad needs to knock it off." she mumbled.

she grabbed her backpack from the floor, slipping her binder inside. she set it back down as she stood up. she made her way over to the door ready to put a stop to her dad's childish actions.

"you volunteered, didn't you? we're paying you, aren't we?" her father reminded him.

"yeah, but i didn't know you were giving me electric shocks." admitted the boy. "what are you trying to prove here anyway?!"

"i'm studying the effect of negative reinforcement on E.S.P. ability." her father briefly explained to the boy.

"the effect? i'll tell you what the effect is, it's pissing me off!" the boy snapped.

tara winced, not expecting the boy's sudden outburst. she felt a little bad for him.

"well, then, maybe my theory is correct!" venkman snapped.

"you can keep the five bucks. i've had it." the boy grumbled.

tara moved out of the way just as the door to the office swung open.

she watched the boy storm off, mumbling curse words under his breath.

she moved back over to the door, listening in on her father's conversation to the girl.

"you may as well get used to that." he told her.

tara rolled her eyes, knowing where this conversation was leading to..

"it's the kind of resentment that your ability is going to provoke in some people."

"do you think i have it, dr. venkman?" asked the girl.

she could hear the fast shuffling of feet coming her way.

tara made sure to get out of the way of the door again, not wanting to be crushed or pushed to the floor.

"hey, tara!" ray quickly greeted her.

he opened the door to her father's office, not caring if he was busy or not. he clearly needed to tell him something, something big.

tara followed ray inside the office, in which she saw her father kneeling down in front of the girl with his hand set on her shoulder.

she again rolled her eyes.

"this is it." ray announced.

"what is?" tara questioned.

ray turned to her, giving her a smile before turning his attention back onto his coworker.

"this is definitely it!" ray expressed, excitement hinted in his tone.

tara's dad known as peter (cause it's getting annoying referring to him as just her dad) glanced over at her, hoping she had some kind of answer to what ray was rambling on about.

in response, she shrugged.

"will you excuse me for a second?" peter asked the blonde.

he stood up from his crouched position.

"i'm right in the middle of something, ray!" he said through clenched teeth, hitting him over the head.

tara shook her head, scoffing.

"dad, stop being a child. you have a thousand girls coming to your office each week, it's not the end of the world if you don't end up in this one's pants." in which she completely called her dad's "play boy" personality out.

peter shot her a glare to which tara smiled in return.

it was never calm between the two.

peter moved his attention back over to the blonde who had a look of confusion written on her face.

"she was joking." he assured her.

the woman seemed to be calmed by that statement, which took tara by surprise.

'wow, she really is that dumb.' tara thought to herself, before going over to ray who now stood there awkwardly, fumbling with his camera.

"i need a little more time with this subject." he  explained to ray.

"subject? or play-" peter quickly cut his daughter off by smacking his hand over her mouth.

"could you come back in an hour and a-" this time tara cut her father off by licking the palm of his hand.

"tara! what the hell?!" he yelled, retracting his now wet hand.

tara laughed.

peter rolled his eyes before turning his attention back onto ray.

"peter, at 1:40 p.m. at the main branch of the new york public library on fifth avenue, ten people witnessed a free floating, full torso, vaporous apparition. it flew books off of shelves from twenty feet away and scared the socks off of some poor librarian!" ray gushed.

"my brain only picked up on half of what you said, but woah awesome!" tara said in awe.

"i know!" ray agreed with her.

"i'm very excited. i'm very pleased." peter said, void of emotion.

"no you're not, you're just excited to get into another girl's-" "tara, stop it." peter ordered.

tara frowned. "make me."

"i want you to get right down there. check it out, and take tara with you." he dragged tara over in between them.

"no, no." ray shook his head, knowing what peter was doing.

he wanted out of this.

"get right back to me. the two of you. i'll be there in spirit." peter settled.

"no. peter, you're coming with us." ray

informed him. "spengler, went down there. he took PKE valences, went right off the top of the scale. buried the needle." he explained.

tara considered bringing her homework with her to see if egon could help her. then again, she began to wonder if the ghost perhaps could..

"we're close on this one. i can feel it." ray left the room. leaving the girl, the estranged father and daughter in the room all by their lonesome.

peter exchanged eye contact with his daughter and went; "aren't you going too?"

tara scoffed. she walked out, brushing past him before leaving the room.

ray was waiting for her.

"hold on. i want to hear this." tara told him.

she placed her ear up against the door, to get a better listen on what the two had to say to each other. it was going to be totally cheesy!

"i have to go now, jennifer." peter announced to her. "but i'd like to work with you some more. perhaps you could come back this evening, say at..." he trailed off.

"8:00?" the girl took a guess.

whenever her dad brought a girl over, it only meant he'd be kicking tara out for the evening so he could have some alone time.

tara didn't mind it though, she preferred staying at egon or ray's place rather than her own.

"i was just going to say "8:00?"" peter said, mimicking the way the girl said it. "you are a legitimate phenomenon!" he complimented her.

tara began slamming her head against the door, hoping she'd knock herself unconscious from it. 

"what's all that noise?" she could hear jennifer ask.

"oh, nothing! it's just-" the door swung open, almost making tara fall. peter poked his head out "stop it!" he hissed before slamming the door shut "nothing. it's fine." he assured the blonde.

tara kicked the door before grabbing her backpack and making her way over to ray.

"okay, let's go." she said to ray.

*

peter eventually caught up with them much to tara's dismay. now, they were walking up the steps to the library.

"as a friend, i have to tell you you've finally gone around the bend on this ghost business." peter told ray. "you guys have been running your ass off, meeting and greeting every schizo in the five boroughs who says he's had a paranormal experience."

"why are you such a skeptic?" tara asked her father, curiosity hinted in her voice.

peter stopped in his tracks, taking a look at his daughter. "because, tara there is such things as drugs and when people take drugs they see things that aren't really there."

she scoffed.

"of course, you forgot peter. i was present at an undersea, unexplained mass sponge migration." ray said as they entered the building.

"oh, ray..." peter groaned. "the sponges migrated at a foot and a half." he added as he snuck up on egon who was sat on the floor, busy listening in on something with his stethoscope.

peter knocked on the table, making egon think it was the ghost.

"dad, stop it!" tara hissed, hitting him in the arm.

"egon.." peter said ominously.

peter slammed the book back onto the table, startling his coworker.

egon took off his stethoscope, seeing that it was just peter goofing off.

"hi, egon." tara greeted him.

egon made eye contact with tara, noticing she had on her backpack. he automatically knew her bringing it only meant she needed help on homework.

"i'll help you later." he promised her.

tara nodded. knowing he fulfilled his promises unlike a certain someone...

"what have you got?" ray asked him.

"this is big, peter. this is very big." egon said, describing it the way ray did earlier. "there's definitely something in here."

"egon, this reminds me of the time you tried to a drill a hole through your head, remember that?" peter asked, humorously.

egon shot him a look. "that would've worked, if you hadn't stopped me." he grumbled.

a man in a suit came up to them, standing behind tara.

tara eyed him, before moving herself to stand closer to egon.

"hello. i'm roger delacorte." the stranger introduced himself to the group. "are you the men from the university?" he questioned.

"yes. i'm dr.venkman. dr.stantz. egon and that's my daughter tara." peter said, introducing the group to the man.

"is she uh a doctor too?" roger asked.

tara gave the man a look before peter went in and said "yeah uh no, far from it." in which she gave her father a death stare.

"thank you for coming." roger said, changing the subject.

tara heaved out a sigh, egon glanced over to her to which she faked a smile in order to show she was "okay".

"i hope we can clear this up quickly and quietly." the man hoped.

"let's not rush things. we don't even know what you have yet." peter stated.

*

the man took them to where a very shaken up librarian was to interview her on what she had witnessed.

she was laid out on a table, describing the situation to the boys.

the woman looked to be in her mid to late sixties. her hair was strewn about, while her expression read fear and her body looked tense.

"i don't remember seeing any legs, but it definitely had arms, because it reached out for me." the woman described.

"arms? i can't wait to get a look at this thing!" ray gushed.

tara giggled, shaking her head.

"alice, i'm going to ask you a couple of standard questions, okay?" peter informed her.

as soon as peter asked his first question, tara knew where this was going. he either thought she was on drugs or schizophrenic or both.

"my uncle thought he was st.jerome." she admitted.

peter shot the boys a look, obviously his mind started to go to drugs.

tara bit her tongue, for once trying hard not to call her father out on his stupidity.

"i'd call that a big "yes"." he said, sounding cocky. "are you habitually using drugs?" tara facepalmed. "stimulants, alcohol?" he further questioned.

"no." the woman denied.

"no. no. just asking." he told her. "are you, alice, menstruating right now?"

"dad?! what the hell?!" she snapped.

"what?! she could be!" peter defended himself.

"that's not something you ask a woman!" tara told him off.

"back off sweetheart, i'm working." he said with a cocky grin.

"that's it." tara said, about ready to go and kick her father's ass until ray grabbed a hold of her pulling her far away from him.

peter smiled and waved, angering tara even more.

she flipped him off. not caring how mean she was being to her father.

to her, he deserved it.

egon and ray were more of dads to her than peter ever was. well, that's what tara thought.

"ray! it's moving. come on." egon announced.

ray set tara back down on her feet before quickly following egon out of the room.

tara glared at her father before going off to find ray and egon.

peter sighed, reluctantly following the three further down into the library.

*

egon was at the head of the group, holding a device called a PKE that tracked the ghost's whereabouts.

peter lazily trailed behind them, with a look of boredom written on his face.

they went into a random aisle, seeing a tower of books in the middle of the aisle.

"look!" ray pointed out.

egon scanned the books with the PKE, while ray held up his camera.

"this is hot, ray." egon conversed with his fellow coworker.

tara inspected the books, wondering how long it took this ghost to pile all those books for.

"wow. i should do this to barricade my bedroom door next time." she spoke to herself.

"please, don't." peter requested.

tara ignored him, moving herself away from him and closer to egon.

"symmetrical book stacking. just like the philadelphia mass turbulence of 1947." ray commented.

"you're right." peter said. "no human being would stack books like this."

"no, you wouldn't. you're not neat or symmetrical." tara sassed him.

peter shot her a look, before moving on with his friends.

ray stopped. "listen!" he exclaimed.

the group fell silent, trying to listen to whatever ray told them to listen to.

"you smell something?" ray then asked.

tara didn't know how 'listen' and 'you smell something' went together but they WERE the professionals here, so she decided not to question it any further.

egon's meter buzzed as the four slowly inched themselves away from the tower of books.

going into the next aisle. it was an aisle full of filing cabinets, papers were strewn and all of the cabinets were open.

"talk about telekinetic activity. look at this mess!" ray exclaimed.

"raymond, look at this." egon went.

tara followed ray and egon over to an open filing cabinet which had a gooey substance that looked an awful lot like snot dripping from it. 

she closed her eyes, her nose scrunched up in disgust. "oh my god. what is that?" she asked, feeling like she was going to puke.

"ectoplasmic residue!" ray cried, answering tara's question.

tara reopened her eyes. trying her best not to look at the snot like substance.

egon took out a container from his coat, he held it up in peter's direction and went "venkman, get a sample of this."

tara couldn't help but laugh.

"tara, care to do the honors?" peter asked her, taking the container from egon.

tara quickly regretted laughing because she did NOT want to be in contact with that thing!

she shook her head "no" vigorously.

peter smiled. "that's what i thought." he hummed.

"it's the real thing." ray stated, filming it.

peter made his way over to it. "look, somebody blows their nose and you want to keep it?" he questioned.

tara was now stood behind egon, she didn't even want to see it in the corner of her eye.

"i'd like to analyze it." egon answered.

"there's more over here." ray pointed.

"oh no." she whimpered.

"i'm getting stronger readings here." egon commented.

tara stuck by egon, with her eyes screwed shut. she held his hand, making sure she didn't bump into anything or well any of the snot. (🥺🥺)

"this way!" egon called to her father.

tara took one last look at her father, she saw him turn to the books and spread the remaining "snot" left on all of them.

"i hate you." she whispered before quickly following egon and ray into the hall.

peter looked where she once stood, having heard what she said.

"love you too kid, love you too." he muttered before following the group.

*

"egon, your mucus." peter said, handing him the container.

just as he said that, a book shelf from behind them toppled over.

"holy shit." tara said with widened eyes.

peter gave her a "did you really just say that?" kind of look.

"what?" she snapped.

peter turned to ray and asked "this happen to you before?"

ray shook his head.

"huh. first time?" he assumed.

in which, ray nodded his head yes again.

they walked on in silence, the only sound coming was egon's PKE meter buzzing.

the buzzing noise intensified as they went through a second row of books.

going out into a hallway, the meter hummed steadily now. egon put his hand out, stopping the group from going any further.

egon walked ahead of them, keeping an eye on his PKE meter as it kept buzzing.

the three went over to egon, to which they saw a purple see through ghost across from them reading a book.

tara looked in awe. she couldn't believe it. ghosts really were real!

"it's here." egon announced to them.

"a full-torso apparition, and it's real." ray whispered.

egon nodded. he couldn't believe it either.

peter looked disinterested. just wanting to be done here.

"so, what do we do?" he asked casually.

egon and ray looked to one another, unsure of what to make of their next move. they've never gotten this far.

"could you come over here and talk to me for a second, please?" peter requested.

peter grabbed a hold of ray's ear, repeating his question.

he dragged ray down the hall, with egon following.

tara was stood there, awe struck by the ghost.

"tara, you too! come here." he hissed, snapping for emphasis.

tara huffed, doing as she was told.

"what do we do?" he repeated his question.

"i don't know, what do you think?" ray asked egon.

"maybe try to talk to it or something? treat it like a normal human being." tara suggested.

"a normal human being? tara, it's not even human." peter corrected her.

"you're not normal, but we still treat you fine." tara shrugged.

peter huffed. "i don't have time for this right now. what do we do?" he asked, growing impatient.

"tara's right. we should try to make contact." egon agreed with her.

tara smiled. happy to be right.

"one of us should actually try to speak to it." ray nodded.

"well, since tara suggested it. she should go." peter said, dragging tara out from their hiding spot.

"no." egon declined, dragging her over to him.

"then, who do you want to possibly do it?" peter questioned.

they all looked to him.

peter sighed. he turned around and started making his way towards the ghost.

ray got out his camera, getting ready to film.

the three followed peter out into the hall where the ghost was quietly reading, minding her business.

"hello." peter made himself known to her. "i'm peter."

to which she ignored him.

"where are you from?" he asked her. "originally." he added.

the ghost turned to him, she put her index finger up to her lips and shushed him.

tara snorted.

peter turned to the group, he made his way over to them.

"alright, okay." he said, leading them back to where they were previously. "the usual stuff isn't working."

"okay, i have a plan." ray announced. "i know exactly what to do."

"tara, stay here." egon requested.

she watched them tip toe out into the hall. slowly, making their way over to the reading ghost.

"now, stay close." ray instructed. "stay close. i know, do exactly as i say." he ordered. "get ready."

as they were mere inches from her, ray yelled out "get her!"

to which the ghost turned demonic, letting out a monstrous roar.

the boys screamed, struggling to get away from the demonic ghost.

egon grabbed a hold of tara, throwing her over his shoulder as they made a run for it.

"did you see it? what was it?" asked roger from earlier.

"we'll get back to you!" peter assured him.

"what?!" roger yelled.

tara watched mindlessly as the boys scrambled down the steps running as fast as they could, while people on in confusion.

*

#ghostbusters #ghostbusters fanfiction #ghostbusters reborn #fanfic #fanfiction #egon spengler #peter venkman #ray stantz #winston zeddemore #harold ramis #bill murray #dan aykroyd #ernie hudson #drew barrymore #alternate universe #oc

[monstermaster13]

Muppethell: calls Nathan out just because Nathan writes Dan Aykroyd fanfiction, and acts like he/they can speak for Dan Aykroyd

Werebelushi: Muppet, sweetie I'd hate to tell you this but if you don't like his stories, then maybe just maybe they're not for the likes of you. Really? You think they read like porn, oh you poor deluded creature. sarcastically Yes, it is Nathan's fault Dan Aykroyd is so sexy and thicc. Also you have a thing for the Childcatcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, okay, why? You do know that dude is supposed to be scary, right? Oh, you developed a fetish for him when you first saw the movie as a teen, huh? Well that exclaims that then. You always were fucked up. Also how cute, you think you can speak for Dan Aykroyd. Dan doesn't know who you are and even if he did, i'd be afraid of you if I was ihm, because if your Martin Short hyperfixation is enough to go by…yikes. I know you're the one who keeps trying to make MartinShortXSteveMartin a thing, they're married and straight for pete's sake, just because they work together doesn't make them gay. And also YOU called Nathan out and called him out on the Simp Central discord server when all Nathan did was be himself. sarcastically Oh noes, Nathan wrote fanfic about someone turning into the very same celebrity you like, horror of horrors. Oh Nathan should be so lucky that it reads like porn, as far as those fics go it doesn't go over PG-13 or R in terms of mature content so you know, Mel rarely does sex scenes or even nude scenes due to how self conscious she is. You would have a heart attack if you discovered Furaffinity, CYOC and Transformania Time exist. Oh yeah especially the latter, let's just say one that starts off as an elderly person turning younger and turning into a muscular demon only to turn into a sexy female demon goes full on Cronenberg meets HP Lovecraft where he/she turns into a writhing mess of body parts. Oh yes, and the horse dildo story in CYOC. Nathan doesn't deny his weirdness in the slightest, in fact he acknowledges it and is revered for it, heck up until you started bitching about him, the people on Simp Central loved him. Oh, your muturals should hear this, huh? What mutuals? Like what person would agree with your bullshit views? No one that's who. Trying to get the other server members to ditch Nathan didn't help your cause. Also fyi calling John Belushi, Dan Aykroyd's 'dead best friend', seriously? Way to undersell John and Dan's friendship, man-bitch. Also if your boyfriend likes you, your brother either has poor taste or he very much was drunk when he first started following you because I can't imagine anyone being attracted to you at all, also lastly…uhh, hello, you left your fucking documentation about your headcanons on a public link that anyone could click on and edit, it's YOUR fault. Nathan just happened to click on it, but hey…I guess now everyone knows how you wanted to adapt new headcanon for the curator character from Alice Cooper's Welcome To My Nightmare. Speaking of which, I am going to make sure that you won't be sleeping for the rest of your life, call me Freddy, because i'm your nightmare on elm street. Fyi, it's just fiction, dude. I am not impersonating Belushi nor do I claim I am him, I am not using his likeness and name for illegal use, it is not like I am making NFTs with Blues Brothers sunglassess or anything. Anyone can dress as Jake or Elwood, it's not a complicated look to pull off, anyone can wear a suit and tie. Besides, multiple Dan Aykroyds going around sounds like fun. I like the idea of being Dan or his characters, except if it's Vic Frohmeyer…I hate that guy. If I was the admin of that server I would have kicked you off instead.

[spook-central]

So you know how I said I was gonna write a short Ray fic based on that garage kiss in Some Kind of Wonderful?

GUESS WHAT I DID IT

I’ll be posting it here and on archive of our own! Find me there at egonspenglersnose and give it some love!)

It’s based on this scene and this song if you need a little more context! Enjoy!

•••

She Loves Me

Word Count: 2939

Warnings: none it’s fluffy!

The day had started off normally enough, aside from the usual craziness that often occurred around the firehouse. Spring was in the air, and after what had felt like a bleak and oppressive winter, it was finally time to open up the doors and air the place out.

It felt good, letting the spring air in, and it made your overtime far more bearable.

You often stayed late a few times a week to make sure everything was caught up on for the next day when things got busy during the work week, something which Janine always appreciated greatly. Tonight was no exception, but the sun staying out for a longer time in the evenings definitely made it more enjoyable.

It also helped that Ray had lingered behind this evening to work on the Ecto. You had always been incredibly fond of him, and it was obvious to just about everyone that a crush had blossomed on your part.

You recalled the day you had met him; they had hired you on the spot mainly because they needed the help but also because you had a fairly impressive resume, and Ray was one of the first of the guys you had been introduced to.

He was quite honestly one of the best looking men you had ever met, and so incredibly sweet. You immediately liked him and got a good feeling about him.

You loved how passionate he was about the Ecto, and his overall knowledge of cars had always impressed you. Even if you didn’t know much about them, you loved his enthusiasm for them and it easily rubbed off on you.

Now, as you finished up the last of your paperwork for the evening, you could hear him tinkering away not far from you. Ecto had her fair share of problems, but there was nothing Ray wouldn’t do for that car. It was like another member of the team, and you couldn’t imagine the guys doing anything without it.

Ray would occasionally come in from where he was working for something he needed, and your eyes would meet on occasion. You had never had the guts to tell him of your feelings. Ray was just so cute and enthusiastic about what he did that it was hard NOT to give him heart eyes 24/7.

From time to time, you would hear him shuffle in for a drink of water or a missing wrench that he had left in the lab, smiling at him as you took in the sight of his wild brown hair and big, sweet eyes. How was it fair for one human to be that cute? You felt like you were sixteen again with the way you wanted to fawn over him.

However, restraint was a quality you possessed as well, and you hoped that you had been able to be somewhat subtle around him.

Oh well, maybe someday you would have enough courage. Sighing as you finished up your paperwork for the night, you stood to stretch your back, adjusting your jeans, purse and blouse as you made your way towards the door.

“She still down and out?” You asked Ray as you came to stand carefully beside the lovely car he had so caringly constructed and repaired. It really was his baby, in a funny way, and you respected the work that had gone into it a great deal. Ecto kept the guys in one piece, and you gave the vehicle a sweet little pat on the roof as if to say thank you.

“Not if I have anything to say about it,” he said, his voice echoing off of the metal interior before attempting to stand up too quickly and bumping his head on it. “Ow!”

“You okay?”

“Yeah, it always gets me like that,” he chuckled, rubbing the spot on the back of his head that had been bumped and smiling that sweet, bright smile of his at you that always made you melt. “Are you headed out for the day?”

“Yup, unless you need anything else from me that is,” truth be told, you would’ve gladly stayed all night just to hang around with him. Ray seemed hesitant to fully say Goodnight, and you couldn’t help wondering if he was thinking the same thing.

“Well, uh...hand me the socket wrench?” You had gotten a fairly decent rundown of which tools were which upon receiving your first car as a teenager thanks to your father, so luckily you knew exactly what he needed. “Thanks.”

“Sure thing,” adjusting your purse on your shoulder, you couldn’t help asking about a case that had piqued your interest. “How did that class 5 turn out?”

“The one from yesterday?”

“Yeah, that one sounded nuts!”

“It was,” he laughed, “Venkman’s aim is getting better, he didn’t make any chandeliers explode this time.”

“I thought that one was Egon?”

You both laughed, and part of you was thrilled at how naturally conversation came for the both of you.

Needing a socket wrench turned into needing pliers, but soon enough Ray ran out of tools to need and it was clear that he really just wanted to spend time with you. You weren’t about to object in the slightest, comfortably sitting on a nearby stool and watching as he worked.

Truth be told, he had liked you ever since meeting you on that first day. You were always kind to him, and listened to anything he had to say no matter how out there it was.

He also couldn’t help thinking that you were incredibly pretty and very smart, but his own shy nature prevented him from saying so the way he wanted to.

A long time passed with you talking to Ray as he worked, and it was quite nice. The sun was setting now, the light golden as it streamed in from the open door beside the Ecto, but you didn’t mind.

“So Venkman seriously busted up this woman’s entire China cabinet?” The conversation had strayed back to Venkman now, and you couldn’t help laughing. He was such an odd duck, and you always got a kick out of him and his wild antics.

“We were able to blame it on the ghost being rowdy, but my god, it was a mess!” Ray tried to smooth back his messy hair as he laughed again, his hands covered in engine grease and not helping the situation much.

“He seems like he can be a real peach when he’s not causing trouble,” you rolled your eyes, smiling as Ray closed up the Ecto’s hood.

“He teases me plenty, that’s for sure, but I love him. He’s one of my best friends,” Ray was clearly fond of Venkman, and you didn’t doubt that their bond was a special one.

“What on earth does he tease you about?”

“Mostly my luck with women. Not that his is anything to go by,” this got a gut laugh out of you, and you were surprised by how witty Ray could be at times.

“No kidding. What, does he think you haven’t got game or something?”

“He tells me women won’t want to kiss me since I smoke so much.” Ray rolled his eyes, and you couldn’t help thinking about how far from the truth that actually was. “Or he acts like I don’t know how to do it at all. I mean, sure, I spend a lot of time at work but I’m not a complete hermit.”

You both laughed again, and you sat your purse on the ground as you got a rather cheeky idea. Was it even smart to try and approach things like this? Would he go for it? God, you hoped so.

“I’m sure you know how. I mean, everybody has a general idea of how to lay a proper smooch on someone if they want to.”

He raised an eyebrow at this, thinking the phrasing was humorous and wanting to hear more from you on this subject in particular.

“A ‘proper smooch’?”

“Yeah, you know. The kiss that kills. Butterflies and rainbows and all that stuff.”

He watched you as you took a few causal steps toward the Ecto now, the gears visibly turning in his head. Was this some subtle attempt at flirting?

The nearby radio, which had been playing softly in the background the whole time, played a song that perfectly fit the mood, the lyrics softly ringing out as you contemplated what to say next.

‘Who made the rule

that I should always play the fool?

All the nights I suffered

when I need not have bothered…’

“I don’t think I’ve ever had one of those, now that I think about it,” he admitted with a half smile.

“I uh...I think I’ve gotten close, but never all the way there,” you tucked a bit of hair behind your ear, watching as Ray adjusted his uniform, which he still had on. It had smudges of engine grease on it now, and you found it endearing.

He realized that this chance was now or never, gauging by the look in your eyes that you wanted what he wanted and deciding to go for it.

“How would it work? I mean...you seem like you know more about it than me,” he took a step closer, and you knew your eyes were shining in an undeniably flirty way.

“Oh you—you want me to show you?”

“I mean...if you feel up to it. I’m no expert and I could use the help.” Cheeky man, you thought. You could certainly show him if that was what he wanted.

“Do you have your eye on somebody, Ray?”

He wiped his hands on a nearby rag, the tension heightening as you watched them and then met his eyes again. You had always had a thing for those wonderful hands of his.

“I guess you could say that, yeah,” he nodded, his big brown eyes warm and sincere and you knew what he wanted to say but didn’t right then.

Instead of pressing further, you nodded, thinking this might be the most fun lesson you ever had the pleasure of teaching anyone as you got right into it.

“Well...I mean, first you have to start off in a stationary position. That helps,” he was closer now, and your cheeks flashed a soft tinge of pink as the space between you lessened. You didn’t usually have it in you to be playful, but decided to gently hop up on the hood of the Ecto in an attempt to bring him closer. “Come a little closer than that. Can’t do a thing from that far away.”

You moved to scoot nearer to the edge of the hood, willing Ray closer and practically beaming as he closed the space between you both more and more with each step.

Had anyone else sat on the hood like this, Ray might have gotten finicky, but the sight of you so close to the car he loved so much actually only ended up getting him going even more.

“It definitely helps,” he rubbed the back of his neck now, seeing that this had clearly turned into something beyond just a lesson in kissing techniques. You could smell his cologne now that he was so close, which only seemed to set your senses on overdrive even further.

“Now, uh...do you know where your hands go?”

His eyebrows raised in what seemed like a mix of curiosity and confusion, and you couldn’t help the way your breath hitched now that he stood directly in front of you.

“My hands?”

“Yeah. They go on the hips of whoever you’re kissing,” the mood had certainly shifted now, and you felt more daring than you ever had before. A timid smile crossed your face as Ray allowed you to guide his hands to the appropriate place, and the realization that this was definitely about to happen made your stomach do leaps.

“Hips, got it.” God, his hands were so strong and steady and you didn’t even care if this got engine grease on your jeans, it was just thrilling to have him this close.

“Okay, now look into my eyes. Eye contact is important.” The both of you gave a shy, breathy chuckle as your eyes met, and you playfully shoved Ray’s chest. “Come on, we’ve gotta take this seriously if you want to learn anything.”

“Sorry, I get a little skittish with these things,” he admitted, and you shook your head with a smile.

“It’s okay, but the lesson isn’t quite over yet,” you said, your cheeks noticeably warmer. The tension was enough to make your heart race.

“Alright, and uh...after that?”

“Well, uh...my hands go here,” you reached up to loop your arms around his neck, inevitably bringing him directly between your legs and causing Ray to clear his throat.

“How do you, uh...I mean, how do you know that that happens every time?”

“I watch a lot of TV, I guess,” you managed a soft laugh with this, “now, uh...close your eyes.”

Ray’s heart was pounding. Was this seriously about to happen?

“Close my—? Oh, yeah, okay.” He nodded a bit, doing as you said and knowing he had wanted this for what felt like forever. He was so handsome up close, and you couldn’t believe your luck.

It was time to go in for the kill, and you didn’t waste a second.

Leaning in, the first contact was soft and exploratory, and it took Ray a moment to figure out exactly how to respond. But once he got the angle right, it was everything you had described and more.

The music swelled on the radio nearby, and you thought you could’ve melted right then and there.

‘The minutes that we missed

idle lips that should’ve kissed

and now gently together

The first kiss lasts forever

She loves me, she loves me

Oh and she loves me, all the time…’

Tilting his head a bit, Ray found just the right angle, and one kiss turned into what felt like a million. Your hands made their way into his hair, that hair you loved so much that often seemed to fly out in all directions.

His lips were soft and very pleasant to kiss, and it occurred to you that he must use lip balm of some kind. Ray himself couldn’t believe this was happening. He honestly couldn’t fathom how he had been lucky enough to end up kissing you like this, but he was, and he was putting everything he had into it.

Ray’s mind moved at a million miles a minute. All he could think about was how it felt when you moved in a rhythm with him, how soft your lips were, your soft body, and how GOOD you smelled—

He nearly sighed as he felt your leg brace around him to bring him in as close as possible, gripping your jeans to pull you close by your hips in return.

You nearly melted into a puddle on the floor at the feeling of his grip, so strong and firm on you like he couldn’t bear to leave any space between the two of you at all.

He must have shaved that morning, you thought, having expected him to have at least a little stubble and feeling surprised that there was none. Where on earth had Ray learned to kiss so well? Boy would Venkman have egg on his face if he knew about THIS.

Unfortunately for you both, you had to break away and breathe at some point, just looking at each other until you finally managed to speak.

“Well, uh...Venkman was wrong. Way wrong. Wow.”

“It was...I mean, was it like you said? Butterflies and—and all that for you too?”

“Are you kidding?” You laughed, “sheesh, I didn’t know you had that in you. You wouldn’t have any trouble hooking any woman you wanted if you kissed her like that.”

He seemed surprised and incredibly flattered, looking down and then back up at you with a grin and eager brown eyes.

“Was it obvious at all that I was referring to you?”

“I kind of hoped that was the case,” both of you grinned then, the final chorus of the song fading out in the background as the spring breeze blew in once more.

‘She loves me, she loves me

Oh and she loves me all the time…’

You couldn’t resist leaving a sweet peck on Ray’s cheek just because you could, earning a bright smile from him as he got a somewhat playful gleam in his eye.

“The guys are gonna be gone for the rest of the evening, and I don’t have anything else planned...would you want to grab some dinner with me?”

“Sure, but only if we can do more of this afterwards,” you giggled, and Ray helped you off the hood of the Ecto to stand you up and kiss you so that he could press you flush against him now. You were sure you looked like a cartoon character with birds chirping around your head as he pulled away.

“You drive a hard bargain,” Ray said, unable to keep from grinning as he took your hand, “but you’ve got yourself a deal.”

What a lesson to teach with anyone, you thought. He was a fast learner, that was for sure.

Picking up your purse, the two of you headed out, and you couldn’t help humming that lovely chorus to yourself one last time.

‘She loves me, she loves me

Oh and she loves me all the time…’

#ghostbusters #dan aykroyd #ray stantz #ray stantz x reader #ray stantz fanfic #ghostbusters fanfiction

[jakeandelwoodblues]

As someone who has never seen The Best Of The Blues Brothers and has seen BB 2000, TBOTBB is the better sequel

I hadn't heard of it for an embarrassingly long time but I finally got around to seeing it.

It's mostly a compilation of excellent moments of the Blues Brothers' lives as narrated by Dan Aykroyd and a friend of his as they share a meal at a restaurant, occasionally accompanied by Elwood Blues. It explains the differences between the two's lives and how Elwood is grieving over Jake.

What makes it a glorious sequel is that it shows us how Elwood is truly feeling post-Jake and actually SHOWS! EMOTION!

I would recommend it as a very good angsty sequel, full of glorious fanfiction potential (hint, hint, fanfic writers), but if you have many emotions about Elwood and Jake's relationship as Brothers, I would approach with caution and tissues.

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), dom/sub relationship

My hand roamed through rays hair as he pressed his face into my neck from behind. His arms were wrapped tightly around my waist. Dana and the rest of the orchestra were under the gazebo, playing as Winston danced with his spouse. We gently swayed as the music played, a small smile grew on my face as I felt ray kiss my neck.

“enjoying yourself?” I whispered. Ray nodded. “Words Raymond.” He chuckled and kissed my neck again.

“Yeah. This is nice.” He whispered back. “Reminds me of our wedding day.” A bigger smile tugged at my lips as I remembered the moment he was talking about.

“yeah. It does.” I agreed. Ray lifted his head to kiss me. “Makes me think about our wedding night.” Ray blushed, squeezing my waist slightly.

“a repeat of that night wouldn’t be terrible.” He said softly, eyes roaming over my face. I smiled at him and nodded.

“it wouldn’t.” I agreed. The music ended and the dj took over. “Do you think Winston would be pissed if we left early?” I turned in rays arms and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I think he’d be more pissed if we snuck out. Or worse ended up in the bathroom.” Ray chuckled, swaying to the music. He moved his hands over my hips, pulling me closer against him. “One dance and we’re gone. How’s that?” I nodded and laid my head on his shoulder.

“funny that he had them play our song.” I said, running my fingers through rays hair. I twirled the ends around my finger, glad that it had grown out some since he’d had to cut it to get all the marshmallow out. Ray hummed, smiling softly at me before pressing a kiss to my head. “You dog!” I laughed, pulling away to look at him. I gently shoved his chest as I laughed. “How did you convince him?”

“I didn’t. Peter made a bet with egon that he’d leave before any of us did.” Ray shrugged. “Winston heard and well let’s just say we’re all tired of Peter winning all the time.” We both glanced over to where Dana was talking with the other musicians. Peter was fidgeting next to her, glancing at his watch every so often. I shook my head.

“let’s head out.” I said softly, pressing a kiss just below rays ear. “The song sure helps but I think the look on Peter’s face when you go to the firehouse tomorrow is worth it.” Ray grabbed my hand and we hurried over to Winston. He smiled at us and shook his head.

“and here I thought egon was going to leave first.” Winston laughed. He shook rays hand as his spouse looked on in amusement. “Alright. Just don’t be too smug about it tomorrow when egon splits the winnings. Have fun you two.” Winston winked at us before hugging me. Ray and I blushed and headed out hand in hand. I looked back over my shoulder once to see Peter’s pissed off face. I laughed and turned back towards ray when he looked over at me.

“you should have seen the look on venkmans face.” I said as we got into the car. Ray held my hand the whole drive home and eagerly pulled me up the stairs, fumbling slightly with the keys when we reached the door. “Take a breath ray. We have all night.” Ray slumped against the door slightly.

“that does not help.” He sighed, glancing at me. When he finally got the door open and had entered, I spun him around and pushed him against it. Ray gulped as the door slammed closed behind him. “You missed the door knob this time.” He breathed out, eyes blown wide and cheeks adorably flushed.

“good.” I muttered before using his lapels to pull him into a kiss. “The height on that thing is shit.” Ray chuckled as he dipped his head to kiss along my jaw.

“you’re telling me.” He said, smiling as he nipped along the skin. “Bottom or top tonight?” I was walking backwards, pulling him by his lapels, to our bedroom.

“I want you on top of me.” I breathed out, putting one hand on his cheek to draw his lips back to mine. I reached for rays tie and tugged it off, watching his hair bounce back into place. Ray gave me a goofy grin as he started to undress me. I pulled him back for a kiss as I started to unbutton his shirt, slowly moving my tongue into his mouth when his jaw dropped with a moan.

“fuck.” Ray whimpered as I pulled away. I smiled at him and ran my fingers through his chest hair. “I need you.”

“you have me baby.” I whispered. Ray shook his head, dropping to bury his head in my neck. “What do you need sweetheart? You need to tell me.”

“you.” Ray breathed out as I reached down to palm him through his dress pants. “I need you.” I squeezed him gently and ray moaned. “I need to fuck you. Feel you.” He moaned again, breaking off as I pushed down his pants and underwear. Ray mouthed at my neck, grazing his teeth against my collarbone.

“that’s it baby.” I moaned. “Tell me what you need. Tell me how to make you feel good.” I pushed my fingers through rays hair, pressing him closer to me as he took my pants off blindly.

“need to fuck you.” Ray said, pulling away. His mismatched eyes locked onto mine, wide and loving. “Need to come.” I cupped his cheeks and brought him down for a sweet kiss. Ray hummed as his hands started to roam, hovering over my body.

“touch me ray.” I breathed out. His hands made contact with my hips, fingers flexing against my skin. I breathed out through my nose harshly as ray started to slowly map my body. “Raymond. Please.” I sighed as he started to kiss along my jaw. “Fuck me baby.” Ray pulled back slightly and looked at me, love drunk and needy. I nodded at him and he lined himself up, eyes only flicking down for a second before he locked eyes with me again. My fingers were still tangled in his hair and I tugged gently as he entered me. We both moaned at the feeling as ray bottomed out.

“Jesus.” Ray breathed out. Moving my hands down to his shoulders, I pushed him down. Ray hesitated for a second while I encouraged him to settle more of his weight on me.

“I’ve told you before ray, it’s ok. I like your weight on me.” I said softly, scratching his scalp lightly. Ray nodded and laid down some, settling his weight on his forearms next to my head. As I pulled him in for another kiss, ray started to slowly rock into me. I moaned against his lips. Ray groaned as I titled my hips up to meet his. One of my hands trailed out of his hair and settled on his back, my nails occasionally digging into his skin as he picked up speed.

“(Y/N). Fuck.” Ray whimpered. My hand trailed lower and I squeezed his ass cheek as he thrust into me fully. Ray moaned, his head falling back at the feeling.

“feel so good baby.” I murmured, unable to take my eyes off him. “Almost there. You can do it. Fucking me so well.” I kissed his cheek as ray tried to duck his head again. “Make me come baby.” Rays breath hitched as he lost his rhythm, rutting into me with abandon. We both tumbled over the edge together, each of us moaning the others name. Ray collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist while my hand went to his hair. My other arm was wrapped around his shoulders tightly. Ray made a noise and kissed my neck.

“you ok?” He asked softly. I nodded, pressing a kiss to his head.

“yeah. Never better.” I said softly. “You ok?”

“never better.” Ray said, lifting his head and smiled at me. I smiled back as I ran my fingers through his hair again. “Love you.”

“love you too.” I said as I pulled him down for a kiss. “So much.”

#Ray stantz #ray stantz x reader #ray stantz fanfic #ray stantz fanfiction #ray stantz imagine #dan aykroyd #dan aykroyd x reader #Dan aykroyd fanfic #Dan Aykroyd fanfiction #Dan aykroyd imagine

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

Warnings: swearing

Ray held me tightly as he rubbed my back. I was trying so hard not to cry, quietly sniffling against his chest. I felt the weight of Ray's chin on the top of my head and curled further into him, feeling him adjust his hold on me to accommodate me. Everyone in the room continued talking, ignoring the fact that I was moments away from a breakdown and not even Ray could stop it. When his nose made contact with my head, the dam broke. His biceps tensed as he tightened his hold on me, pressing his face further against my head. My shoulders shook with the effort to keep my sobs quiet.

"For fuck's sake..." My cousin trailed off. "What's wrong cry baby?" Ray tensed all over as the voice cut through the group. "Didn't get your way so you have to cry about it?" I shook my head and tried to break away from Ray. He wouldn't let me go and pushed me further into his chest.

"Where do you get off, saying crap like that to them?" Ray shot back. I curled my fingers into his shirt. "Haven't you done enough damage?"

"Ray." I murmured. He pulled back to look at me. "Can we go?" Ray nodded, taking my hand and leading me away from my family. The walk back to the firehouse was quiet, the only noise was an occasional sniffle or hiccup. Ray squeezed my hand every so often, making sure I knew he was still there. As we neared Tribeca Park, Ray pulled me closer to him. He led me into the park and sat down on one of the benched. Turning to me, he sighed as he reached over and wiped away my tears. He cupped my cheeks, rubbing his thumb over them even when all the tears were wiped away.

"I know there's no point in asking if you're alright." Ray breathed out. I shrugged and he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "Remind me why we went." He breathed out as he pulled me to him fully.

"I honestly can't remember." I said softly, resting my head on his chest. "I know I'm turning them down next time." Ray nodded before kissing my head. "I don't even..."

"Don't." Ray warned. I pulled away to look at him.

"I don't even get what I did wrong." I whispered. "How is asking everyone to stop treating me like a kid not getting my way?" Tears started to well up again and Ray sighed. He pulled me against him and pressed his face into my hair.

"It's not." he said after a while. "Your cousin was talking out his ass. They expect you to have grown up, act like an adult, but when you do..." He shook his head. "They start yelling at you and making it your fault. It's not. It is never your fault with them. Their heads are so far up their asses they can't see how great you are. All that you have accomplished."

"It really isn't that much." I muttered. Ray scoffed.

"Yeah. Like helping save the city isn't much." He teased. "Without you, I would have gone completely catatonic, Peter would have been smushed by a marshmallow because Egon would have rather studied what happened then stop it and Winston would have been the only one left going after Gozer. So do you want to try again?" He squeezed my arm as I buried my face in his neck. "If anything you saved our lives that day. And I'm more than grateful and proud of you for that."

"Thanks." I mumbled, cheeks heating up. Ray chuckled and tilted my head up.

"Always." He whispered before kissing me softly. "You ready to head back to the firehouse? Or do you want to go back to the bookshop?" I shrugged.

"Can we just stay here for a bit?" I asked. Ray nodded and pulled me tighter against him.

"Sure." He said, pressing a kiss to my head. "Anything you want."

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[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @illiana-mystery

warnings: mention of menstruation, swearing

“What do you want to eat?” Ray asked as soon as he walked in the door. I looked up from my spot on the couch as he came over to kiss me. “Anything in particular?” I shook my head.

“Not really hungry.” I said with a sad smile. “Cramps been killing me all day. Finally got them to subside a little.” Ray nodded as he put his hand on my abdomen and gently rubbed circles where he knew the pain would be.

“I’ll order for delivery.” Ray said as he pulled me into him. “Eat what you want and I’ll pack the rest away for leftovers.” I nodded as I laid my head on his chest. “What sounds better Chinese or pizza?” I made a noise and Ray chewed his lip. “Ok. Uh…hold on. You need to get off me a second.” I pulled away as he stood up to grab the take out menus from the kitchen. He grabbed the phone after pausing and sat back down next to me. “Ok. Get back here.” Ray held his arms out for me and I happily took my spot again. Rubbing my arm absently as he looked through the menus, Ray hummed quietly. “Mexican or Indian?”

“tacos.” I agreed, sneaking a peek at the menu in his hand. Ray nodded and dialed the number to order our usual. He absentmindedly played with my hair as he ordered, chin propped on my head as I burrowed deeper into his chest. I squeezed him around his middle and angled my hips to press against his stomach. Ray looked down to see what I was doing, smiling softly at me as I tried to get closer to his warmth. Ray shifted so I could lay on him, making sure that I got what I needed. I hummed appreciatively and pressed a kiss to his neck. Ray wrapped an arm around my back to keep me in place and hung up.

“they’ll be here in twenty minutes.” He whispered. I nodded. “I’ll pay this time.” Ray dug his fingers into the small of my back and I breathed out in relief. “Feeling better?” I pulled back to look at him.

“a bit yeah.” I agreed. “Sorry about the wiggling and repositioning and everything.” Ray laughed and pulled me in for a kiss.

“sweetheart, you do what you need to.” He assured me, rubbing his thumb over my cheek. “If I’m the heating pad you need then use me.” I laughed and let my head fall on his shoulder. Ray hugged me tightly and we both groaned when the door bell rang. “Fuck. I’ll get it.” Ray gently shifted me off him and went to answer the door.

“oh shit! You’re one of the ghostbusters aren’t you?” Ray smiled at the kid and gave him an autograph. He took the bag of food and paid the kid. When he finally closed the door, I gave him a smile.

“a ghostbuster? You’re my hero!” I teased as I held my hand out for my order. Ray rolled his eyes and put the bag on the coffee table. Digging through it, we split the food. Ray eyed the small amount I took before starting on his own. After a while, I grimaced and put the leftovers back in the bag.

“You ok?” Ray asked quietly. I shook my head and he balanced his food on the arm of the couch. “Come here.” Ray let me climb back into his lap and curl up against him. Ray grabbed his food again and continued eating as I started to drift off. I woke up again in his arms, being carried to the bedroom. “Shh. It’s ok. Just taking you to bed.” I nodded and leaned my head against his shoulder.

“take a bath with me?” I asked sleepily. “Been on the couch all day.” Ray paused for a second. “It’ll help with the cramps.” Ray nodded and started walking again. Setting me down on the counter, he drew the bath and put everything I normally put in. He helped me strip and gently put me in the tub. I curled around myself and watched as Ray got undressed. He carefully climbed in behind me and pulled me back against him. I turned to give him a kiss and he hummed against my lips. “Thank you.”

“anything for you.” He smiled at me. “Anything for you.”

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[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos), dom/sub relationship

AN: don’t be an asshole if/when u comment. If this isn’t your cup of tea then feel free to scroll on.

Elwood whimpered as I kissed down his chest. The handcuffs from his briefcase rattled against my headboard. Jake’s key was dangling over Elwood’s head, within reach for him even with the chain wrapped around the frame several times. The only thing he’d been trying to reach for was me.

“(Y/N).” Elwood moaned, his head falling back. His hair was plastered to his head with sweat and his sunglasses had been tossed on the bedside table with his permission once they’d started to fog up. “Please.” My fingers curled around his chest hair, lightly dragging my nails on the skin underneath.

“Please what?” I asked, hovering over Elwood’s boxers. I pressed a kiss to his dick over the fabric and he jerked. I laughed quietly as his hips settled back on the bed. He whined and I watched his chest rise and fall quickly.

“fuck me. Suck me. I don’t care. Just please for the love of god do something.” He moaned, head thrown back. Smiling to myself, I kissed my way back up his body. “(Y/N).” He moaned. Elwood’s breath hitched as I kissed along his throat. A bead of sweat rolled over his Adam’s apple and I licked it up. Elwood breathed out harshly as I did and I leaned up to look at him.

“which one do you want elwood?” I asked. Settling myself on his thighs as he gazed up at me with mismatched eyes, blown out with lust and love. “Want me to fuck you or suck you off?”

“fuck me.” He breathed out. “Please. Fuck me.” I squeezed his arm and kissed him deeply. Elwood let out a high pitched whine as I trailed my hand down and pushed his boxers down. His dick was red and weeping, expected with the amount I’d been teasing him. I kissed along his neck again as I wrapped my hand around his dick. “(Y/N).” Elwood whimpered as I pumped his cock. I thumbed the head and Elwood squeezed his eyes shut.

“I’m right here baby.” I whispered. Elwood turned his head towards me and I watched as he gulped down air like he had been suffocating. “I’m here.” He nodded and I threw my leg over his hips. “Ready Elwood? Want me to fuck you?” He nodded, turning his head towards me again. Our eyes met as I sank down on him, grinding on him until he bottomed out. Elwood moaned, the sound rumbling deep in his chest.

“Shit.” Elwood ground out. “Feels so good.” I smiled at him and leaned down to kiss him, holding his chin between my thumb and forefinger.

“yes you do Elwood.” I breathed out against his lips. Elwood’s eyes had trouble focusing on mine as he panted. I ground on him and Elwood gasped.

“please.” He breathed out. “Please move.” I kissed him again before lifting my hips and bringing them back down. The handcuff chain rattled above us as Elwood tried to reach for me again. I sat back up straight as his hands got close to my shoulders. I continued my slow pace as Elwood let out a broken moan. “(Y/N). Need to cum. Need to cum.” Elwood’s head thrashed as he tried to keep his hips still. I could feel the little jerks and trembles as I slowly bounced on him.

“How bad do you need to cum Elwood?” I said, slowly picking up speed. Elwood whined and I watched as a drop of sweat rolled down his nose. “you need to use your words sweetheart.” Elwood’s head fell back and he grabbed the chain as it swung within reach.

“I need to cum. I need to cum in you.” Elwood breathed out. “Can’t hold on anymore. Need to cum.” I leaned forward and kissed the base of his throat, making my way up to his lips.

“fuck me elwood. Make me cum with you.” I breathed out against his lips. Elwood surged forward and kissed me as he started to thrust up into me. My hands curled around his biceps as I moaned against his lips. Elwood used the opportunity to deepen the kiss, making me squeak when his tongue entered my mouth. I almost sagged against him as he groaned. “Fuck Elwood. Making me feel so good.” He panted as he gazed up at me.

“gonna cum soon.” Elwood ground out. I nodded and kissed him again. My legs gave out as my orgasm crashed over me and I collapsed against Elwood.

“Elwood.” I moaned, trying to bury my head in his neck as he kept thrusting into me.

“(Y/N)!” He cried as he followed me over the edge, hips weakly thrusting as we came down from our highs. “Fuck.” I sighed before pressing a kiss to his jawline. We laid there panting, too blissed out to move. I moved first, sitting back up and pulling the key off the headboard. I unlocked the handcuffs and Elwood pulled his arms down, rubbing his wrists.

“Jesus that looks painful.” I said as I took his hands in mine, rubbing his wrists gently as I inspected them. Elwood shrugged.

“had worse.” He said, eyes scanning me. “Sometimes from you.” He smirked at me and I shook my head.

“not like this Elwood. Your wrists are red.” I said, worry creeping into my tone.

“no shit.” Elwood said, flipping his hands to cover mine. “That’s the second time today you’ve handcuffed me. Of course they’re going to be red.” I nodded with a frown. “Hey if it’ll make you feel better I’ll ice them and you can rub that cream into them. Should be good as new before the show tomorrow.” I nodded, bringing his wrists up to press kisses to them. Elwood flushed red as I did.

“still don’t like seeing it though.” I mumbled. Elwood smiled softly at me. He pulled his hands from mine gently, putting them on my hips before slowly sitting up. He softly kissed me, holding me close to him.

“Thank you.” He whispered against my lips as he gently rubbed his nose against mine.

“what for?” I asked. Elwood smiled at me, his eyes shining with love.

“For taking such good care of me.” He responded. “You always do but sometimes I don’t think I say it enough.” I blushed and tried to duck my head but Elwood caught me in a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I whispered back. I slowly pulled back and moved to get up. Elwood moaned as his dick slid out of me. “You good?” He nodded.

“just a little oversensitive is all.” He mumbled as he moved back to lay against the headboard. I nodded before going to the bathroom to grab something to clean the two of us up. Elwood gently took the towel from me and tossed it towards the bathroom. He held his arm out for me and I curled up next to him. I ran my fingers through the hair over his heart before leaning over to kiss his cheek.

“You did so well for me Elwood.” I whispered. Elwood flushed and ducked his head, leaning his forehead against mine. “I mean it. It couldn’t have been easy to hold off that long. But you did it.” I kissed him softly, cupping his cheek as his fingers dug into my side.

“it wasn’t.” He confirmed. “I wouldn’t want it any other way though.” He smiled softly at me.

“good.” I smiled back at him before kissing him again.

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[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

chapter 2

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, divorce, suggestive jokes, Roman makes self deprecating jokes (mostly about his weight), smoking 

I paced as I waited for Roman to come knock on my door. My laptop sat open to my paper but I hadn’t made much progress on it since I had gone to get ready for my lunch date with Roman. Closing the lid, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I looked up at the sound of a door closing and had to bite back my laugh. Roman looked up as I closed my door and shook his head with an amused smile.

“and just as I remembered we didn’t set a time.” He joked as he walked down the hall. I smiled at him. “You good to go?”

“Yeah.” I said, patting my pocket with my wallet and keys. Roman nodded and paused before offering me his arm. My eyebrows jumped up and he noticed. I grabbed his arm before he could lower it and smiled at him. “I’d had the same thought you know. About the time.” Roman chuckled as we started walking down the hallway.

“I didn’t even realize it until I looked at the clock.” He admitted. I nodded.

“so where are we going?” I asked. Roman shrugged.

“I’m pretty much good with anywhere as long as it isn’t the diner.” He said, looking over at me. We waited for the elevator and I bit my lip in thought.

“how about you make good on that promise of giving me a ride?” I said, smirking over at him. Roman’s Adam’s Apple bobbed as he swallowed.

“ok.” He said, cheeks tinting pink. “Where to?” We got into the elevator and Roman pushed the button for the garage.

“there’s this hot dog stand near lake shore drive. We used to drive down there off Irving park every summer. My parents and I.” I explained. “Lots of good memories. I’d be willing to make some more.” I leaned into him as I watched his face to see his reaction. Roman turned towards me, eyes slightly wide at how close we were to each other.

“hot dogs?” His eyebrow was quirked up. “Really?” I nodded, smiling brightly at him. “You do know what those are right?” My smile fell and I pulled back. “They’re just…” I broke away from him and covered my ears.

“ah ah ah! I don’t wanna know! I do not want to know!” I cried, closing my eyes so I could even attempt to read his lips. Roman slowly pulled my hands down and I peaked at him. He had an amused smile on his face.

“ok. I won’t tell you.” He laughed. I frowned.

“and now you’re laughing at me.” I looked down at our hands and bit my lip again.

“I’m not.” Roman shot back. “It’s honestly kind of cute. Picky eater?” I nodded, still focused on our shoes. “That’s alright. My nephew is too. How about we live a little and grab ice cream for lunch?” I looked up at him, searching his eyes. He smiled softly at me and raised his eyebrows in question. When the silence continued on, Roman squeezed my hands. I finally nodded.

“the same stand sells ice cream.” I finally said. Roman nodded and I tentatively wrapped my arm around his again. Roman led the way over to his car once the elevator stopped. He opened my door for me and I chuckled at the vanity plate. “I like it.” I said, nodding towards the plate.

“shut up.” Roman sighed, a smile on his face. “I was young and dumb.” I giggled as he closed the door and walked around the car. He got in with a groan and I smirked at him.

“but not full of cum?” Roman sputtered and turned to look at me. He was slowly turning red and he looked me over slowly.

“where the fuck is this coming from?” He asked finally. “At the diner I can barely get a response out of you with my jokes and here you are…” I put my hand on his arm and smiled.

“I’m getting more comfortable around you.” I shrugged. “Plus we’re not in public Roman. You’re going to be surprised by me I think.” Roman nodded and started the car.

“yeah i think i am.” He said, focusing on easing the car out of the garage and out onto the street. He had a small smile on his face as he pulled us out onto lake shore drive. “Which beach was it?” He asked after we’d been driving for a while.

“uh i think…” i open and closed my mouth and just bit my lip instead. “I don’t know.” I admitted finally. Roman laughed as he looked over at me.

“you don’t know?” He asked. I blushed and shook my head.

“well I never asked. Or paid attention.” I said quietly. Roman reached over and took my hand, making me blush more as I watched him drive with one hand. “Sorry.”

“It’s ok.” He said, squeezing my hand. “Well let’s see. What do you remember about it? Like what else was there on the beach?”

“there was a strip where I learned to ride my bike. Between the beach and the parking lot. But also close to the water.” I said. “And boats. Like a lot of boats. It was my favorite thing. To just sit by the dock and watch the boats.”

“boats. Ok.” Roman said as he made a turn. “That narrows it down.” I pulled his hand into my lap and started to play with his fingers. Roman didn’t comment on it but I did catch the small smile he had when he thought I wasn’t looking. “Near the pier or further away?”

“Not even close to the pier.” I said. “It was around a park.” Roman smiled and squeezed my hand again.

“montrose.” He said, giving me a bright smile. “You always went to Montrose beach and walked down to the harbor.” I smiled back at him and breathed a sigh of relief.

“that sounds about right honestly.” I said. Roman chuckled as he pulled into the familiar parking lot. “Yeah. This looks right.” Gently pulling his hand from mine, Roman got out of the car and opened my door before I even had a chance to reach for the handle.

“you really learned to ride your bike here?” I nodded. “Maybe I should bring mara and Cara…” Roman trailed off, holding my hand as I got out of the car but looking out towards the lake.

“I mean it was a bright idea on my dad’s part. If you stay in the right lane, you either fall into the sand or the grass.” I shrugged. “Didn’t have nearly as many scrapes as I did learning back home at the playground.” Roman tore his eyes away from the lake and looked at me. There was an emotion I couldn’t quite put my finger on swimming in his mismatched eyes before he tugged on my hand.

“why do I get the feeling you were covered in scrapes as a kid?” He laughed. I shrugged.

“because I was.” I admitted. “Let’s see. The bike was me just learning. And then I rode into a tree. And a tennis net pole. Then there was the skateboard and I was crap at it. I liked to climb things so obviously.” I started to list off. “Probably a lot more I can’t remember.” Roman laughed and tugged me closer to him.

“so a little blood doesn’t bother you at all does it?” He asked, eyes twinkling. I shook my head. “Good. Mara and Cara are just like you. Maybe a little worse.” I smiled at him.

“I’d love to meet them one day.” I said. Roman nodded.

“I want you to.” He admitted. “I think they’d love you.” I flushed and leaned into him as we walked along the beach. “So the boats. You said you liked watching them. How come?”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Something about them just seemed nice. Like it didn’t matter what happened because I was on a boat.”

“ever own one?” He asked. I shook my head. “Me neither. Rented a speedboat once but…” Roman shrugged. “Maybe one day.” The marina came into view and I smiled as I sped up a little. Roman chuckled and wrapped my hand around his arm, effectively slowing me back down. “It’s still going to be there. You don’t have to run.” I laughed and looked down at the ground.

“I know. I’m just excited. I haven’t been here in years.” I said. Roman squeezed my hand.

“Clearly.” He leaned into me. “Must be damn good ice cream.” I leaned into him and smiled.

“well we’ll see won’t we?” I said. Roman smiled and we got in line.

“what did you want?” He asked as we got closer to the cashier. I looked over the menu and bit my lip.

“how about vanilla with sprinkles?” I said. Roman chuckled and nodded.

“that sounds good.” He said. “I’m thinking chocolate dipped.” I nodded. “Uh hi. Can we get two cones? One vanilla with sprinkles and one chocolate dipped please.” Roman extracted his arm from mine and pulled out his wallet. I gave him a look as he paid, which he pointedly ignored. The cashier handed over the ice cream and we walked away after Roman dropped the change into the tip jar. “As good as you remember?” He asked after I had taken the first lick. Romans eyes shot away from me as soon as he saw my tongue dart out. I raised an eyebrow as I licked the ice cream again.

“even better.” I said, turning to eat a chunk of the ice cream while I watched Roman bite into his. “Company is even better too.” I muttered as I headed in the direction of the dock. Roman trailed after me, keeping his eyes off me as I ate.

“this where you used to sit?” He asked as I sat down on the dock. I nodded as I tugged my shoes off and dangled my feet into the water. I smiled softly as I watched a boat head out onto the lake and another slowly come back to the harbor. “It’s a nice view.” Roman sat down next to me with a groan. I blushed a little as I licked away the ice cream that was melting down the cone. We sat in silence for a bit while we finished our ice cream. I looked over at Roman as I tossed the remainder of my cone towards a seagull that had gotten a little close.

“how often have you come out here?” I asked. Roman had been a steady shade of pink since we’d gotten the ice cream but it was slowly fading now.

“to the beach?” He asked, leaning over and wiping my cheek with a napkin. I blushed and smiled in thanks as I nodded. “I haven’t really. Even with the girls…things have just been too hectic since the divorce.”

“the girls would love it I think.” I said with a shrug, looking back out at the harbor. “Plenty of places to get in trouble.” I leaned over and bumped my shoulder with his.

"Don't remind me." Roman groaned. I watched as he licked a stray dribble of ice cream off his hand. I swallowed before turning to look out at the boats again, cheeks heating up. "So where else did you get to when you were growing up? Come to the city often?" I nodded.

"Yeah. Sometimes." I shrugged. "Mostly during the summer. We’d go to the museums every so often too. But never more than a day trip. We lived out in the suburbs and my parents weren’t terribly keen on the city. They’re not thrilled I live and work out here.” I turned to Roman just as he licked a stripe up his cone. He smirked at me when he noticed me bite my lip.

“so you do work.” Roman teased. I nodded. “Where do you work?”

“believe it or not,” I said with a laugh. “I work at the field museum.” Roman jerked back and frowned. “Yeah.” I laughed openly at the look he was giving me. Blindly tossing the remainder of his cone behind him for a full, Roman scoffed. “I’m telling the truth!”

“sure.” He rolled his eyes. “I’ll believe it when I see it.” I pulled out my wallet and pushed my museum ID up. Holding it out, I nodded towards Roman.

“go ahead.” He eyed the card wearily before pulling it out. Roman’s eyebrows went up and he looked at me surprised.

“Well shit.” He breathed out, handing me back the ID. I nodded.

“yep.” I said, leaning back on my hands and kicking my feet. “I’m just at reception for now but with the rest of my degree finished I’m hoping to get down in archives.” Roman leaned back as well and looked over at me.

“That’s admirable.” He said. I smiled over at me, my breath getting caught in my throat as the sun shown behind him and gave him sort of a glow.

“thanks.” I blushed and looked out over the lake again. We sat in silence for a bit before Roman stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and let him pull me to my feet. I put my shoes back on and we headed back to his car. “I had fun.” I said as we pulled back into the garage.

“me too.” Roman said with a smile. “Uh would it remiss of me to ask when you’re free again?” I shook my head.

“I’m free tomorrow night.” I offered. Roman smiled.

“So am I. Meet up at the diner? I can take you to dinner.” He asked hopefully as we got into the elevator.

“that sounds good.” I smiled at him. “Can’t wait.” Roman put his arm over my shoulders and I leaned into him. I felt him relax as I wrapped my arms around his waist, smiling to myself as we walked down the hallway to my apartment.

“see you tomorrow.” He said, hugging me tightly. I closed my eyes in bliss and tried to quiet the sigh that broke out.

“see you tomorrow Roman.” I breathed out before pulling away and unlocking my door. Roman waited until I was safely inside before heading down to his apartment.

#Roman craig #Roman Craig x reader #Roman Craig fanfic #Roman Craig fanfiction #Roman Craig imagine #dan aykroyd #dan aykroyd imagine #dan aykroyd fanfic #Dan aykroyd x reader #Dan aykroyd fanfiction #What a gas #what a gas series

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

chapter 1

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, divorce, suggestive jokes, Roman makes self deprecating jokes (mostly about his weight), smoking

The next morning, I smiled when I saw the post it note on my door. I had drawn a crappy picture of fries and a coffee cup on one with a small thank you and stuck it on Roman’s door the night before. It was a simple way of thanking him when I had no idea when he’d be home. He had apparently returned the favor. There was a fairly nice drawing of a book and laptop with a coffee cup. In Roman’s neat handwriting were the words “any time.” I stuck it in my laptop bag and headed out to the diner. Roman looked up when he heard the bell ring and smiled at me. I smiled back. He jerked his head to the side, showing me where he was covering. I nodded my thanks and went to sit in the booth I had been in the day before.

“same as always?” He asked when he came over. I nodded. “Still working on that paper?”

“Well I didn’t finish it overnight.” I joked. Roman chuckled and shrugged.

“it could happen.” He teased. “I’ll come over on my break again. Anything you want me to bring over?” I shook my head. “I’m serious. It’s on me. I don’t mind.”

“you trying to hit on me by bringing me food Roman?” I asked, my tone playful. Roman turned pink and shrugged.

“I mean if I was hitting on you, I would be much more obvious than that.” He muttered. I smiled at him.

“whatever you think id like.” I said. Roman nodded and smiled at me before hurrying away as his boss came out to look at the diner. I watched him clean up a few tables before his boss went back into the back again. Roman sagged and subtly flipped off the office door. I giggled as I turned back to my laptop. I bit my lip as I took the post it note and stuck it to the laptop by the keyboard. I would tape it down when I got home. Roman brought over a cup and filled it, giving me a tight smile as he did.

“be right back.” He whispered before dashing off. I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched him. He came back with a small plate with croissants on it. Roman winked at me as he was called over to another table. I laughed and grabbed one as I continued working. I didn’t even realize Roman had come back until the lid of my laptop started to tilt down.

“what the fuck?” I muttered as I went to push it back up and was met with resistance. I glanced up and frowned. “Oh.” Roman laughed as I let him close the lid.

“Wow. You must have really been focused. Haven’t seen that in a bit.” He said, leaning forward on the table with his arms folded in front of him.

“a bit yeah.” I admitted. Romans face suddenly fell.

“I didn’t like break your motivation or anything did I?” He asked, tone suddenly serious. I shook my head.

“nah.” I tapped the laptop. “Boss is watching you awful close today.” Roman hummed in agreement, pushing the plate of cake over to me. “Any reason why?”

“oh I don’t know.” Roman shrugged, pushing the fork closer to me too. “Maybe because he thinks I’m flirting with the good looking customer.”

“and are you?” I asked, taking the fork but noticing there was only one. I frowned as I looked up at Roman. He smirked at me.

“that depends.” He said, watching as I ate the cake. “Do you want me to?” I paused, cake halfway to my mouth. I didn’t expect him to be so blunt. His eyebrow went up and I blinked at him. “Sorry. I thought…sorry.”

“no!” I said a little too loud. “No. Don’t be sorry.” I said as I lowered my voice. “It’s been a while since someone tried to flirt with me. Least of all tried to do it by bringing me food.” I shook my head, finally eating the cake. “I don’t mind it at all.” Roman smiled, looking out over the diner. “Why didn’t you bring another fork?” He turned to look at me again.

“like I said yesterday. I’m overweight. Gotta watch my figure.” He joked, although it didn’t meet his eyes. He even ran a hand down his chest for emphasis. I hummed in thought before cutting the cake in half and taking another bite.

“yeah somehow I don’t want to believe that.” I muttered, finishing my half of the cake and pushing the plate over to him. I wiped the fork clean on the napkin and flipped it over in my hand so the handle was pointed at Roman. He blushed and looked at the offered fork. He gulped before taking the fork from me. Glancing at me, he started to eat.

“Thanks.” He whispered. I nodded and glanced around as he ate.

“it’s the boss isn’t it?” I asked. Roman shook his head.

“ex.” He muttered. “Every time I see her she brings it up.” I nodded. “I saw the girls this week. Court approved visits with her supervising.” I let out a sigh.

“well that sucks.” I said. Roman shrugged, a sad smile on his face.

“yeah well…” he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Opening it up, he put it in front of me. “They’re worth it.” I smiled at the picture of the two girls sitting in his lap, everyone smiling brightly for the camera.

“they’re adorable.” I said, bringing my gaze back up to Roman. “I can see why you’d put up with that.” He nodded as he shoved the wallet back into his pocket. It was quiet for a beat before Roman pushed the plate away.

"I'm off in an hour." He said, leaning back in the seat. I nodded slowly.

"I'll probably head out then too." I said, looking at the coffee cup.

"You don't have to." Roman said, face turning red. "I was just letting you know so you didn't get surprised when you're neck deep in work and some college kid shows up to refill your cup." I waved my hand at him and opened my laptop.

"Service ain't as great then anyway. It's fine." I said. Roman nodded and looked down at his lip, face still fairly red.

"Then uh, if it isn't too much to ask..." He started, hands disappearing below the table. "Can I walk you back home?" His eyes never once left his lap and I had to fight the urge to smile bigger than I already was. "Shit.” He muttered in the beat of silence. “Now I seem like an old fuck trying to get some. I swear I’m not. I just…”

“Roman.” I cut him off, leaning across the table slightly. He looked up at me, eyes wide. “I’d like that.” His shoulders fell and it looked like all the tension had left his body. He smiled softly at me.

“thank you.” He whispered. I nodded. Standing up, he grabbed the plate and sighed. “Refill?” I nodded. Roman smiled at me and walked away. I pulled open my laptop. Roman poured the coffee and hurried off. When Roman’s shift ended, he came over and tapped my shoulder. I looked up and smiled. “Ready to go?” I nodded as I packed up.

“yeah.” I said, slinging my laptop bag over my shoulder and taking Roman’s offered hand to help me out of the booth. I blushed a little when he squeezed my hand, showcasing the size difference between them. “Did you drive here?” I asked. Roman shook his head. “we’re close enough I walk every day. Unless it’s snowing. Then I drive.” Roman explained. I nodded. “And you don’t own a car.” He shot me a knowing look. I blushed as I shook my head.

“Nope.” I confirmed. “Couldn’t afford one and the apartment.” Roman nodded, holding the door open for me. I smiled in thanks and shivered when I stepped outside. Roman noticed and took off his jacket. He paused, waiting until I looked at him before holding it up in offering. I nodded and he put the jacket over my shoulders. “Thanks.” I whispered. Roman nodded and lit up a cigarette. He took a drag before blowing the smoke away from me.

“maybe I can give you a ride sometime.” Roman said. Given his track record of jokes, I assumed he knew what he’d just said but I just blushed and burrowed into his jacket more. “It’s a Mercedes.” I turned to him with a big smile.

“Really?” I asked. Roman nodded, looking at me skeptically.

“yeah.” He shrugged. “I don’t see why not.” I smiled at him as I bumped his shoulder with mine.

“that sounds like fun.” I said. “I’m going to take you up on that.” We arrived at the building and Roman walked me down the hall to my door. “See you tomorrow?” Roman shook his head.

“It’s my day off tomorrow.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck. “But uh maybe we could grab lunch?” His cheeks were tinted pink as he asked and he was having a hard time meeting my eye. I smiled at him as I took off his jacket and handed it back.

“I’d love that.” I said, opening my door. “See you tomorrow Roman.” He smiled at me and nodded.

“see you tomorrow.” He said before I closed my door.

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

Warnings: swearing, menstruation, Roman is a bit of a dick, innuendos, mention of sex

I pressed my hips further against Roman’s side, trying to ease the pain in my gut with his body heat. His head was turned towards me, soft snores coming from him in the early morning light. I would have smiled at it if I wasn’t in so much pain. I tilted my head back a little, trying to bury my face in his jawline. He shifted a little and I nearly moaned in comfort as the pain lifted a bit. Roman’s hand flexed at my hip and I laid there with my eyes closed, hoping I’d be able to fall back asleep. Hooking my leg over his hip, Roman's legs moved so I could put my leg between his.

"What are you doing?" Roman asked sleepily. I winced and pressed my face against him more. "I'm sorry honey but I'm not in the mood right now. But maybe if you keep rutting against me like that..." He trailed off as I hissed in pain. "The fuck?"

"I feel like I'm being stabbed and you keep moving when I had everything all in place to help stop the pain and you want sex." I breathed out. Roman lifted his head to look at me, the light hitting his face making his eyes shine.

"Stabbed? Who stabbed you?" He asked, mind slowly catching up. The corner of his mouth quirked up. "I never heard you complain about it before." I rolled over onto my back and pressed my hands against my stomach with a groan. Roman's eyes followed the movement and a frown etched its way onto his face. "Honey I'm confused." His eyes trailed over me as I tried to curl in on myself. His hand hovered over me as worry wormed its way into his expression.

"I'm on my period you dumbass." I shot back, locking eyes with him and scowling. The way his expression fell would have been funnier if I wasn't so pissed at him. Not just for being stupid but for ruining the comfort I had felt. "So no I don't want sex and I'm starting to get pissed off with your face." Roman nodded, biting on his bottom lip.

"Yeah." He muttered, moving to get up. "I can see that one." He grabbed the sweatshirt he wore the night before from the floor but paused before putting it on. Turning towards me but not quite looking at me, he put it on his pillow. "In case you get cold." He whispered before going to grab a shirt from the dresser. I watched him, pain and anger rolling through me. Pulling it over his head, he left the room. My face relaxed some as I watched his retreating form. I squeezed my eyes shut to stem the tears I already felt. I blindly reached out and grabbed the sweatshirt and tugged it on. I rolled over and pressed my face into his pillow, trying to cant my hips into the bed at the same time to alleviate some pain. A sigh escaped me when the pain let up. Tugging the sleeves over my hands, I brought them up to my face and breathed in his scent. A tear escaped and rolled down onto Roman's pillow. I sniffed and tried to go back to sleep.

I was pulled out of my twilight by someone pulling a blanket over me. I turned my head and saw Roman focusing on the blanket in his hands. He paused when he realized I was watching him, eyes darting down to his sweatshirt before he finished tucking me in. Nodding once at me, he turned to leave.

"Hey." I called out. Roman paused in the doorway, leaning back against the frame. He started fidgeting and running his finger against the doorframe.

"Yeah?" He asked, focusing on the path his finger was taking.

"I'm sorry." I said. "I know it's no excuse but pain and hormones..." Roman cut me off with a shake of his head.

"No. I get it." he said with a shrug. "And I know I'm a bit much at times. You had every right to be pissed off."

"Doesn't give me the right to talk to you like that." I said, sitting up. I winced at the action and I saw Roman jerk, almost as if he was holding himself back. “and if we’re being honest…”

“have you taken something for the pain yet?” Roman cut me off, looking at me finally. I shook my head. His mouth twitched and he left the room, surprising me. I blinked at the spot he’d been standing in. Roman came back in, hesitantly approaching the bed. “Here.” I looked up at him before I realized he was holding his hand out with pain killers and water. I took them from him and took his hand. Roman hesitated before squeezing my hand. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stiffened when I leaned my head on his shoulder.

“you ok?” I asked, tilting my head to look at him. Roman nodded.

“yeah.” He said. He cleared his throat and wrapped his arm around me. “It’s just…this whole thing…it’s kind of gross you know?” I laughed and Roman pulled back to look at me. “What? Why are you laughing at me?”

“because you’re not wrong.” I said, reaching over and cupping his cheek. “It is gross and I hate every second of it. But it’s just something that happens every month as a natural bodily function.” Roman grimaced and shook his head.

“not what I meant.” He said. I shifted so I was kneeling on the bed in front of him. Roman leaned into my touch as I rubbed my thumb over his cheek. “I just mean isn’t there any other way to tell you hey you’re not pregnant? I mean why put you through this?” He waved a hand at me. “Hormones going nuts. Blood everywhere. Cramps that, I’ve heard, rival child birth. It sounds like the grossest thing ever.” I smiled at him as I shifted my weight. “Not to mention I feel like I can’t even touch you. Let alone make a joke.”

“Roman you can.” I whispered. “It’s just…” I sighed and looked away. Roman cupped my chin and made me look at him.

“I know.” He said softly. “I don’t have to understand it. Or like it. But I know.” I leaned forward and kissed him softly. “This whole thing kind of turns you into a monster. And while it’s hot as hell, I always feel like I have to watch myself so I’m not the one in the line of fire.” My face fell and I hung my head. “I know you don’t mean to and it’s largely my fault…” I kissed Roman again to shut him up. He raised an eyebrow at me when I pulled away.

“I don’t mean to.” I whispered, leaning my head against his. “Roman, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry you feel this way.” I slid my hands into his hair. “Roman I swear…I don’t mean to. I…” Roman kissed me. He continued to softly peck my lips as tears ran down my face. His thumbs wiped over the tracks and he pulled me into him fully. He leaned back against the headboard and held me as I cried.

“it’s alright.” He whispered into my hair. “I’ve got you. I know you don’t mean it.” Roman rubbed my back as he softly talked to me. “Shhh. You haven’t hurt me. Physically or emotionally. I know it’s not you. I love you.” I started to cry harder and Roman tensed. “Oh shit. What did I do?” He pulled back, pulling my head off his chest as he frantically wiped at the tears. “I didn’t mean it.” I grabbed his hands and shook my head.

“it’s not you.” I breathed out. “I mean it is but not the way you think.” I squeezed his hands. “Like we both said. Hormones.” Roman nodded, eyes wide as he continued to frantically look me over. “It’s just you…I don’t…” cupping his cheeks again, I leaned in and deeply kissed Roman. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you. I swear Roman…” Roman’s eyebrows shot up as I rubbed my thumbs over his cheeks. “Every time I think I couldn’t fall for you more, you do something like this to make me fall for you all over again.” Roman smiled at me, pulling me closer to him.

“oh. Well…” he muttered. I laughed as he tried to puff out his chest discreetly. “I guess I can do this more.” He shrugged and I smiled at him.

“Roman.” I groaned. “I say something sweet and you turn it into something else.” I let my head fall on his shoulder.

“you knew what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to go out with me.” Roman chuckled. I laughed as he pressed a kiss to my head, laying his head on my shoulder after. “You feeling better?” He whispered.

“yeah.” I said, turning my head and kissing his neck. “Thank you. And I really am sorry about this morning.”

“I’m the one who should be sorry.” Roman shot back. “It’s no excuse but you know how I am when I wake up. I’m horny as fuck and I have no idea what the fuck is going on.” I snorted and Roman smiled. “Give me a minute to wake up next time. I’ll catch on. Let you curl up against me all you want.” I nodded against him as he pulled back and cupped my cheeks.

“sounds good.” I said. Roman smiled at me again before kissing me softly.

“good.” He said as he laid back down and pulled me with him.

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, mention of death and cemetery

I leaned against my car outside the Joliet prison. I was watching the gates and waiting impatiently. Checking my watch again, I look up at the rumble of the gates opening. The second the gates opened fully I pushed off the car and ran across the street. Elwood caught me in a hug and picked me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he pressed a kiss to my cheek. He walked us back to the car and set me down.

“god it’s good to see you.” Elwood breathed out as he kissed me. I gripped the lapels of his jacket and pulled him closer.

”Elwood blues out for good behavior.” I teased as we broke away. “The Elwood blues I know would never behave. So who are you?” Elwood rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and kissed me again, dipping me backwards with his hand slipping under my shirt. I squealed and push him back. Laughing, I stole his hat. “Easy there tiger.” Elwood smiled at me and rested his head against mine. “So now that you’re a free man, what do you want to do?” Elwood hummed as he swayed with me.

“well I want to do two things. I want to visit Jake. And I want to take you on a date.” Elwood murmured. I nodded and tangled my fingers in his hair.

“el, did they tell you about Jake?” I asked softly. Elwood nodded and I hugged him tighter. “Ok. Then I’ll take you to him.” Elwood pulled back and kissed me again before getting in the car, stealing his hat back in the process. We drove off and I gave him directions to where Jake was buried. “When they called me to tell me, I planned a whole thing. I got most of the band here and I made sure he was as close to Curtis as possible.” I said as I put my hand on Elwood’s back. He took off his hat and sunglasses.

“why wouldn’t…did you…damn” Elwood turned towards me slightly. I sighed and rubbed his back.

“I tried. They said you were in maximum which meant no phone calls or visits. I tried to write but I guess they either fucking censored it or just didn’t give it to you.” I said softly. “I even tried to get you a furlough. They denied it.” Elwood nodded and turned back to the headstone where his brother was buried.

“you did good. He would have liked this.” Elwood motioned towards the headstone. I nodded and wrapped my arm around his, leaning my head against his shoulder. “Everyone come?” I shook my head.

“Only a few people. Willie came. He’s got a strip club now. I work there as a bartender and he said he’d give you a job working with the house band if you wanted it. Matt came. His wife stood by the road the whole time. Murph. That guy from the last gig. The promoter or whoever he was. I didn’t invite him but he doesn’t want anything to do with the band now that Jake’s gone.” I watched Elwood’s face for a reaction but there wasn’t one. “My parents came. Which was surprising. They never liked Jake but they came.” Elwood smiled a little a that.

“I guess when it came to it, the ones that mattered were here.” Elwood said softly. I nodded and squeezed his arm.

“I’ll leave you for a bit. When you’re ready, come back to the car.” I said, glancing between him and the headstone. I leaned against the car and watched Elwood and he put his hand on the headstone before walking over to me. “You ok?” He nodded before kissing my head.

“yeah. Let’s go on that date.” Elwood said. I nodded and got in the car with Elwood.

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