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Hold on, I love you (Egon spengler)

Paring: Egon spengler x Fem!Reader

Summary: Egon and y/n have never had the guts to admit their feelings in fear of ruining the friendship that's dear to them, but why dose it take an accident during a call for him to tell y/n he loves her.

A/n: jeez, I write one original flash-fic in my creative writing class and I re-enter my Angst era. This is lossly based off one of my assignments in creative writing. And this is way longer than I anticipated, I just sorta blacked out and had this, the beginning sucks but it gets better, I promise.

Prompts:

1.6) “I need to know if it's possible that two people can stay happy together forever.” - “in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are”

2.1) “i love you in every universe”

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Egon was a man of little words most of the time, it never bothered him or his friends. That was until y/n showed up, she was the younger cousin of Peter Venkman. Unlike her older cousin she was very soft spoken, happy, and the kindest person any of the Ghostbusters ever met. She also knew a butt load of supernatural stuff so there was no question about it when she joined the team.

When she joined she was immediately welcomed with open arms and it was as if she was there from the very beginning, she soon found a best friend in Ray and Winston.

What the team would have never anticipated was the life that she awoke in Egon, the two bonded over science and snacks and soon the two were glued to the hip. Peter had a hay day with that. Egon just seemed more happier and less robotic when she was around. Then it seemed everyone knew they liked each other except the two of them.

They would sneak loving glances at one another and Peter or Winston would always catch them. Then it just became something the team had to ride through, the bet they all set wasn't even fun anymore.

Fast forward to today, it's a normal day at the firehouse. Of course the day starts off with the gentle smiles and glances between y/n and Egon or as Peter puts it 'their mind numbing mating ritual.

Anyway, what the team called normal was not even getting through breakfast before they were called in a case. The call wasn't totally unusual but after y/n did her usual 'Sam Winchester' research hour they anticipated the poltergeist isn't like anything they dealt with before, sure poltergeists weren't unusual but this one might be more powerful and be classified as a vengeful spirit.

The call was from a real estate company. They were trying to sell an old mansion just outside of New York but when they went to clean and remodel they ran into the poltergeist. They were apparently threatened with a lawsuit if they didn't get rid of the ghost.

~~~~~~~~(1st pov)~~~~~~~~

“this poltergeist is a lot more powerful than what we dealt with before so be careful everyone…” Egon said climbing out of Ecto-1, Peter clapped his hands together and rubbed them together like a villain would in a poorly made cartoon. “ooh, I like them feisty”

I rolled my eyes as I let a chuckle slip past my lips “and please for the love of God don't tease the ghost” I said unloading my protonpack.

Peter slapped his hand over his heart, acting offended. “Miss. L/n, how dare you accuse me of such accusations… I Do not do that”

“oh yeah, remember what happened last call?” Winston said.

“yeah, like when you said you were gonna pretend to be a priest” I said with my fist on my hip.

“and quoted the exorcist a dozen times” Ray added.

“not my fault Casper didn't want to talk about JC”

Peter walked in front of us and stared down the dark hallway “don't piss the ghost off too much pete” I mumbled as I scanned the area with my EMF meter.

Peter gave me a cheeky grin and turned to the back of the dark room. “Oh, boy!” he hollered. “I'm sooo lost, I hope there isn't some ancient supernatural poltergeist that could possibly gobble my sexy body here”

“really?” Winston asked with a crooked eyebrow.

“it amazes me you have a wife” I added with a chuckle as Egon strung some kinda trip wire, It would act similar to a salt circle.

The dark Hallway rumbled and hissed. Peter smirked again. “Come on Honey, don't be shy!” The pitch black hallway rumbled and shook as the poltergeist charged forward, it stood ten feet tall and had a black hooded-roab that covered its unnatural form. It also had four red eyes and sharp claws. When is snarled you cold see dozens of sharp teeth covered in saliva and blood.

The poltergeist tried to charge at Peter with its claws but it was whipped back due to the proton-line Egon set up. Peter snorted and covered his laugh with his hand as the poltergeist floated around angry.

“Change of plans honey, you ain't snakin' on me” Peter joked then looked over his shoulder at us. “I'm just too handsome to be eaten”

Before he could turn back around the poltergeist coughed up a chunk of slime, Peter quickly dodged it, preventing days of scrubbing slime out of his hair. “ha, not today sucker!”

Peter started laughing, the rest of us just rolled our eyes and turned on the protonpack. “stay behind us,” Egon said to me. I rolled my eyes, I knew he was just trying to protect me(along with the rest of the boys) but it got annoying sometimes.

“Peter, just release the line,” Winston said, pointing his gun towards the poltergeist.

Peter nodded as his laughter died down. “Okay, okay, look alive soldiers!”

Peter and Winston quickly got their proton streams knotted around the poltergeist with a perfect ame. The poltergeist shrieked and yelled as it lunged at Ray, baring its bloody teeth. Ray quickly dodges the hit, as he falls on his back he turns the gun to full power.

Peter started singing 'why can't we be friends' under his breath while he leaned back, trying to control the poltergeist's movement. “Almost got it” Winston added with a grunt as he and Egon shielded the way that led to my direction, I quickly turned mine. Now all five streams were tangled on the poltergeist.

“N/n, get the trap!” Winston shouted, I turned my gun off and went after it. I got it and sat on the ground before sliding it on the ground to the boys.

Just seconds later the poltergeist breaks free from the stream and rushes towards Ray and Peter, they both immediately ducked, making the poltergeist miss them. Ray jumped back to his feet and pulled out one of the hand held proton guns and shot the poltergeist as it charged towards my direction.

The poltergeist shrieks and flies around like the Tasmanian devil. It pushes through the pain and lunges out of the stream before charging at me, claws bared. I pulled out the same gun Ray used, before I could pull the trigger the poltergeist’s huge claws slash down missing me just by a hair after I quickly dodged it. The poltergeist swang again and this time it left four brutal gashes from my right breast down to my stomach, these scratches were deep and painful, it made me gag. I felt the blood leak out at a thicker pace, the nauseating pain shouts through my entire anatomy. The sight of four diagonal gashes on my jumpsuit nearly knocks me over in a fit of panic.

“y/n!” I heard Egon shout, I coughed due to the taste of blood and felt my knees buckle. Before I could hit the broken tile floor Egon caught me.

“OVER HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Peter shouted, the poltergeist wiped around with a hiss and charged towards Peter and Winston, claws out.

—(3rd pov)---

“Egon” she coughed, she desperately tried to swallow and clear the irony taste of blood on her tongue. Egon felt her gentle hands weakly cling to him as he sank to the ground, he fell to his knees and held her in his lap. Egon felt his throat constrict, every organ in his stomach twist and turned, he was unable to breathe as he stared at her battered body.

“she's loosing too much blood, control the bleeding” his mind races. There's so much blood and she's dying, no he couldn't think like that.

The poltergeist turns its attention to Peter in the distance, as Egon puts pressure on her cuts. His panic only ensues as the blood wouldn't let up, his freezes as she locks eyes with him.

“Egon…” she reached up and placed her hand on his cheek, it limply slid down smearing a red hand print on his cheek.

“Shh… Just stay with me, please” he said, stumbling over his words as he ripped the fabric of your pants leg to keep the blood from flowing out of the wounds.

The blood kept flowing and this time he didn't know what to do, he was now absolutely immobilized with fear.

“Ray!” Egon shouts. “Ray, help me!” Ray whips around, his eyes widened as he sees his best friend bleeding out in Egon's arms. Ray sprints over to them and drops to his knees. “Oh God, y-you're gonna be okay N/n, okay” He said placing his hand on her cheek then quickly grabbing the first-aid kit that was strapped to his proton pack, they added it years ago after Peter almost got castrated by class IV spirit.

Ray quickly tears open a package of gause with his teeth and places it over her chest. “Okay, I'm gonna lift her up and you need to wrap her. '' Ray looked up and saw Egon trembling and not moving, Ray pushed his shoulder while he fought his own tears. “Egon! She needs you right now”

Egon quickly shook his head and fumbled with the med-tape, Ray gently lifted her torso up while her arms limply held on to his neck. Egon tries desperately to concentrate enough as he wraps med-tape around her torso tightly.

Ray looked up, shaking his head desperately. “W-we need to call 911, this isn't gonna help her”

“Hey, Darling, I need you to stay with us. Stay with me,” His voice quivers with fear as he tightens the wrap on her chest, after he was done Ray gently layed her back in Egon's lap. “You’re gonna be alright. Just keep breathing.”

The three are drenched in her blood, Egon looks down and gulps when he sees that his hands are nothing but pure red from her blood. Everything Is drenched in her blood, Ray's jumpsuit, Egon's entire body, everything was just red.

In the distance, Peter and Winston are fighting the poltergeist. Winston stepped back and whipped the stream back to try and weaken the ghost, for a split second Winston wondered where the rest of his team was. He made the mistake and looked back.

“Y/N!” he shouted in anguish. Just out of instinct and pure love for the girl he dropped the stream and ran to her.

“oh my god” he placed his hand over his mouth when he saw all the blood. His stomach couldn't take it and he turned away and vomited out everything he had in his stomach.

“Winston, get on the radio and call for an ambulance” Ray said in a shaky voice, Winston wiped his mouth and ran out to Ecto-1. You could hear his voice from the distance and as he barked orders with a shaky voice. He came running back into the building seconds later.

“we got about 30 minutes give or take” Winston said as his nausea came bubbling back at the sight over drenched in red and unresponsive.

“GOD DAMMIT! WHERE ARE IDIOTS DOING!” Peter shouted over the proton stream and the screams of the poltergeist, he was totally unaware of the bloodbath the woman he considered a sister was setting in.

The screams of the poltergeist only got louder but Peter had no problem shouting over them in anger. “WINSTON! QUIT JERKING OFF AND GET OVER HERE!”

Winston did snap out of it and the nausea was replaced by pure rage. “this just got personal you bastard” he was at Peter's side in seconds turning his proton pack back on.

Peter tosses the trap under the area the poltergeist was floating and jerking around.

Their streams knotted around the thrashing ghost, struggling to contain it as Peter avoids looking in there direction, deep down he knew something was wrong but he was too pissed because he was ditched.

“Egon! Guys! Snap out of it, bud! I really need your help here!” Peter and Winston were both drenched in sweat and slime as they started to lose their balance.

“YOU GO STRAIGHT BACK TO HELL YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Winston yelled as his boots started sliding across the concrete.

“Damit! Hang on Winny” Peter said, pulling his arms back but the poltergeist jumped back, pulling harder.

“Goddamnit! Spengler! Ray! get off your asses and help!” Peter shouted, he was still oblivious to what was going on in the distance.

Egon's watery eyes darted up and stared at Peter and Winston. Egon stayed completely still, eyes wide and fearful as his big brain refused to process what Peter was saying.

As Winston ramps up his stream to full power light cast over everything, Peter looked over his shoulder about to yell at Egon and Ray but his words got caught in his throat when the light of the proton stream shined on Egon and Y/n.

“You gotta be shitting me” Peter grunts and slams his foot on the trigger pedal, then yanks the weakened ghost towards the glowing trap. The poltergeist shrieks in pain as it's sucked in and the ghost disappears.

The trap shuts and Winston drops his gun immediately, he runs back to Egon, Ray, and y/n. “Oh God, honey” he whispered as he took her limp hand.

Winston tried to take her into his arms but Egon just shot him a treating look and held her tighter. Peter was still trying to catch his breath, he was dubbed over with his hands on his knees. He breathed in and out until his lungs were ready for him to function correctly, he set up straight and looked towards his team.

He felt nothing but fear and anger when he saw her. His jaw clenched. “DAMIT” He shouts and kicks the trap across the asphalt. It clatters along the ground and crashes into the brick wall, he's lucky it didn't shatter everywhere.

Tears pricked his eyes as he got down on one knee next to Egon, like Winston he reached for the girl. Egon flinched back and held her closer still trying to stop the bleeding. Damn… She's lost so much.

“You touch her, I'll kill you” he said with tears streaming down his face. “this is all my fault” he sobbed into her hair.

For a moment Peter stood there shocked, he's never seen the doctor cry. Hell he's never seen Egon show any type of emotion until y/n showed up into their lives.

Egon only cried harder when the sounds of sirens was heard and ambulance lights flashed through the broken windows.

“We got you Honey” Winston whispered as he, and the other three boys gently lifted her up and met the paramedics outside.

The paramedics drove off seconds later driving like a bat out of hell trying to get to the hospital. When the sirens died down Peter felt his anger bubble over like an over filled boiling pot, hot and aggressive. He turns to

He then turns to Egon and seizes Egon by the lapels of his jumpsuit. Despite the Height difference, Peter was able to harshly slam the taller man into the side of the mansion. Egon winced in pain when his back hit the brick wall. Sure it hurt, but it wasn't as painful as it was to see y/n covered in blood. “What the fuck is your problem?! Huh?! Do you want her to die! Is that what you want!” Peter shouted as he jerked Egon forward and slammed him into the wall again, his glass fell lose hanging down on tip of his nose.

“Peter” Ray croaked out, he was ignored while Peter let out all his anger.

“You love her huh?! Could have fooled me. You just let that damn thing destroy her insides!” he threw a punch this time, Egon fell to the ground as Winston and Ray pulled them away from each other. Egon sinks to the ground. His throat constricts, he's unable to breathe as tonight events flashed in his mind on repeat.

“It's no one's fault!” Ray shouted as he placed his hand on Peter's chest and pushed him backwards. “Tonight was an accident! A terrible, terrible accident!”

“Do you think she would have wanted us to tear each other apart over her?” Winston asked, kneeling down to help Egon up. “I could have happened to any of us”

Peter clenched his fist. “but it's not supposed to happen to her! Our job is not only to get rid of the ghost but to keep her safe too!”

Tears spill down Peter’s face as his rage melts into pure sorrow and he falls to his knees next to Ray. Peter screws his eyes shut as he busts into uncontrollable sobs, Ray put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

After the team got done grieving and losing their shit, they loaded Ecto-1 up. Egon was silently sitting on the curb, back to his usual unemotional self. It killed Ray to see him so blank again, but then again he could see every ounce of pain that Egon was feeling.

Ray came up to egon and smiled softly. “I got a call from one of the nurses, y/n is still in surgery but they have high hopes she'll pull through… she had a blood transfusion too”

Egon didn't say anything, only slightly nodded and picked at the fabric of his jumpsuit. Ray sighed and rubbed his shoulder. “let's get cleaned up and we'll go see her”

Egon didn't move, Ray sighed and tugged him up. “come on buddy”

As Ray lifed egon up a pair of head lights appeared, it was Dana. Ray smiled at her softly as she got out of the car quietly, Oscar was fast asleep on his car seat.

“oh no” she whispered. Ray didn't say anything and told her to take Peter back to their apartment.

Dana silently and gently got Peter in the back seat of her car, he immediately gave Oscar and gentle hug and kiss his forehead. Dana shut the door and pulled Ray and Egon into a tight hug, not caring they were covered in blood and filth.

“get home safe and keep me updated with Y/n” she whispered and kissed Egon on the cheek. She got in the car and took her boys home. Winston sighed and walked over to be with his friends. “everything is loaded up”

Ray sighed and rubbed his forehead, it's been and long night and he never wants to live anything similar to this in the future at any given moment. He gripped Egon's shoulder and the three piled into Ecto-1 without another word, Winston drove since he was the only one who felt 'okay' to drive at the moment.

~at the Firehouse~

When the boys got home they silently put their equipment away and separated, Winston grabed his car keys and started his journey to the hospital while Egon and Ray went upstairs to clean up.

As Egon walked through the pitch black bedroom he couldn't help but brush his fingers over the bed she slept in, it was the nicest in the room, draped in soft blankets and fluffy pillows. It was always made nice and had a panda bear plushie Ray gave her long ago.

Egon let out a tired sigh and continued his journey to the shower room, since their home was an old fire house there was dozen shower heads in the room and they all had privacy cubicles and harsh forlecent lights.

Egon looked down at studyed his curnt state, covered in the blood of the woman he loves, he continues to question himself why he didn't just tell her when he had the chance. Egon agressevelly tries to break free of confines of the jumpsuit, it felt too constricting now. He ripped it off, breaking the zipper in the process.

Egon slames the ruby stained clothing to the bottom of the trash can, jumpsuit and all, and turns on the shower to it's hottest Temperature. After taking off his bent up glasses, he steps in and watches the first layer her blood run off of his body and fall down the drain. He opens his eyes and staired at his hands, the blood was still there. His chest heaves in panic as he scrubbed his hands raw. They were a hint of pink from the blood and so was his chest, he couldn't get the blood off. Dispite the scolding water a shiver went down his spine as he slumped against the cubicle wall.

“the blood…” he croaked out to Ray after he got out of the shower, he stood in front of Ray holding his shaky hands out infront of him. Ray looked up and saw his pink hands and since egon only put a pair of pajama pants on he saw his chest was stained with blood as well. “it won't come off Ray”

Ray didn't know what to say, he stood up and gave him a hug. “you should get some rest” he whispered, Egon flinched out of his arms and looked at Ray like he had three heads. “We're supposed go to the hospital”

Ray took a deep breath. “Egon your exhausted, scared… I promise we'll go in the morning, Winston is in the hospital waiting room as we speak”

Egon didn't protest so Ray went to take his turn in the shower. “I need to know if it's possible that two people can stay happy together forever.” Egon said softly.

Ray turned around and shrugged, he gave him a serious look and said, “in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are”

Egon nodded soulfully, “I just wish I had the brain capacity to tell her I loved her”

“It's not about brain capacity, but if you ask me y/n loves you for who you are” Ray said as he left to take his shower Egon's eyes trailed back to y/n's bed. The warmth of it and hint of her perfume beckoned him over. He silently crawled under her soft blankets and holds her stuffed bear to his chest. He buried his face into it and let the tears fall freely when her sent fully engolfed him.

He felt so exhausted but couldn't bring himself to go to sleep. Instead, he stares blankly at her night stand. It was small and neatly cluttered, it had small desk lamp she painted flowers on it and copy of The Outsiders and To kill a mockingbird. Next to the novels was a small picture frame that held a photo with all five of them. In the photo they were all standing infront of Ecto-1, y/n was setting on the hood while Ray and Egon set on either side of her. She hand her arms around the both of them while Peter stood next to Ray holding up devil horns and Winston stood next to Egon with his big goofy smile. Those boys ment everything to her.

Even with all the joyful things on her desk he could be looking at, his eyes just stared at the red telaphone was was in the open nightstand drawer, he waited for a call.. A call from anyone to tell him she was okay. He didn't know when he fell asleep, but when his eyes closed they didn't opened back up. When Ray got out of the shower(blood stained like Egon) Egon was fast asleep.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

It was barely 6 o'clock in the morning when Egon woke Ray up so they could go to the hospital. Sun was barely up when Ecto-1 drove down the partly empty street, the city wasn't even awake yet. The car was completely silent, the only sounds was Ray's loud yawns as he silently drove down the street.

Egon just wanted to see you, the hospital probably wasn't even opened yet but that didn't matter. By the time the hospital comes into view, the sky was a mixture of purples and orange as the sun slowly peaked from behind the tall buildings of new York.

The two men were completely ignored when the walked into the hospital, the nurse who was at the front desk let them pass by as she fought to stay awake during her shift. The two men went into the waiting room and saw Winston and Peter fast asleep, they were both in the uncomfortable chairs snoring away. Winston had his arms crossed over his chest and his legs were propped up on the tiny coffee table, Peter had his head tilted back and was using his coat as a blanket.

“I'm gonna find y/n's room” Egon said bluntly and left Ray with the snoring men, Ray sighed and just slumped on the couch that felt like it was made of bricks and plastic, it didn't matter how uncomfortable it was because he was out like a light again.

Egon walked down the quiet hallway, it was deserted and there was no night shifters in sight to kick him out. He didn't relize how nervous he was until his hands touched the door knob of her room, his fingers flinched away as he feared the worst. He didn't want to see her all battered up with wires sticking out of her, he only hope she was just resting peaceful on the other side of the door.

He gently knocked and peaked behind the door, he sighed when he saw her peaceful sleeping with a dopey Black dog plushie. Winston got it for her no doubt. Not wanting to wake her, he silently pulled a chair next to her bed the pulled her cold hand to his lips, he kissed it softly then gently held it.

Y/n shifted softly, the sudden movement make Egon fully alert.

“hi…” she smiled softly, he sighed in relief and rested his forehead on her leg. She tilted her head and gently brushed her cold fingers through his curls, the contact made his wall suddenly crumble. Tears of both gult and relief soaked her blanket. “I'm sorry… S-so sorry”

“Eggie… It's okay… Egon Everything is okay now” she cood. It was the first time ever she's seen him cry and she held no judgment. The only judgment was the one he was pushing on himself. “this is all my fault… I'm sorry”

“it's not your fault Egon…We're both safe now” y/n rested her hand on his cheek and he immediately nuzzled his face closer basking In her touch. His hand rested on top of hers and kissed her palm. “I love you”

The statement took her by surprise, but she wasn't disappointed. Egon didn't know how long she's been waiting to hear that and if she wasn't hurting and looking like a Freddy Kruger victim, she's be jumping into his arms or dancing around.

She smiled and pulled him closer, he got the message and leaned over to her making sure he didn't put any of his wight on her aching body. Their lips brushed up against each and this time there was no interruptions. The kiss was so gentle and held so much passion, he kissed her like it was the last time he'd every be able to do it. He pulled away and rested his forehead on hers.

She smiled softly. “I love you in every universe”

#Egon spengler #egon spengler x reader #Egon spengler imagines #harold ramis #Ghostbusters imagines #Ghostbusters x reader #80s

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spenglersweetheart · 8 days

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Helloooo! I was wondering you could do your own take on the following! Totally cool if you don’t feel comfortable doing a prompt I’ve already asked another (I really liked theirs I just love seeing people different interpretations of things 😅)

What about an AFAB! X Egon where reader is harassed on the street while waiting for the guys. They walk out and spot reader being harassed and are surprised at how nonchalant reader is about the whole experience, like reader just thanks them for getting the person away before continuing on with their plans and leaves the guys dumbfounded. The guys question reader later on and they explain that it’s pretty common for fem presenting people and that they’ve had to deal with it basically ever since they started developing. Maybe you could add that Egon pulls them aside and tries to fuss over them and stuff.

no you're honestly so real for that bc i do it too actually for the same reason !! i love different interpretations! i'll do it for you.

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You Shouldn't Have to Go Through That

Egon Spengler x Reader

WARNINGS : mentions of harassment / being harassed

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OF COURSE YOU WOULD ALWAYS RUN INTO MEN TRYING to harass you, to beg to try and date them when you weren't interested in doing so. It's happened for a long time, but it's become more persistent ever since you moved to New York. Though, you were pretty good at just ignoring it. You were good at ignoring them, even scaring them off if need be.

You were actually outside because the boss claimed they felt "uncomfortable" with how you presented yourself. Although you presented feminine, you didn't really like the feminine things, and getting messy when it came to ghosts was how you liked doing things. But, that was okay, though. You searched outside for any activity out there.

A group of guys walk up to you. You actually had been using the PKE meter. You were knelt down on the ground when they saw you. There was a guy, dark hair, probably the same height as you, if you stood up. He was flirting, or rather, making very inappropriate comments to you. That was bold.

You kept busy with the job you were handling. You acted like you didn't even hear them. And you could tell in the man's voice that the more you ignored him, the more impatient and angry he was with you.

You look at the meter, almost excited to tell the others and when you tried to leave, that same guy grabbed your wrist, pulling you back. You look at him with your eyes narrow. You're staring right into his evil eyes.

"I wasn't finished talkin' to you," he said, "and you have the audacity to ignore me when I'm trying to talk to you."

"Let me go," you growl.

"Oh? So you do talk," the man replied, "Then you should answer me when I'm talking to you."

"I don't have to do jack shit," you told him.

The guys had walked back outside to tell you their findings. They see the man that held onto your wrist, seemingly having a stare down with the guy. But you must've said something else because him and his friends started to walk off. Your friends had walked closer, so when Egon witnessed the guy spit in your face and call you a name, he intervened.

"Hey! Go! Leave her alone," he ordered.

He turned to you as you wiped the spit from your face, your nose scrunching up. You look up at Egon. "You find anything?"

"Did I── Y / N, you just got harassed by a group of guys and the first thing you think about is did we find a thing?" Egon asked.

"Well, yeah," you answer, "so did you?"

It was small, but you could see Egon's eyes soften up. Just a little bit. "Egon, when you look like me, you get used to people harassing you every day," you explained, it's normal. I'm not even fazed anymore."

"Yeah, but still ..." Egon trailed off, "You shouldn't have to go through that."

"Well, the harsh reality is that I do," you told him, "Now, did you find something or not?"

They all start walking to the Ecto-1. Egon looks down at you to answer your question. "Something is in there alright. It's hiding itself," he answers, "You?"

"Didn't find anything but the meter sensed a presence," you replied.

You look up at Egon. You can tell that he's still thinking about the whole ordeal. A sigh escapes your lips. "If it makes you feel better, Egon, you can stand out there with me next time," you told him.

"I think I'll do that," he says.

#ghostbusters #egon spengler x reader #egon x reader #spence's small fics #iminyoursockdrawer

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americas1suiteheart · 28 days

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Weird Science | Chapter IV

Egon Spengler x Fem! Reader (But can be read as NB)

Summary; Basically just a timeskip to when Y/n actually becomes a Ghostbuster. I don't know what else I could've put here because it's that simple.

Notes; I literally started writing this an hour after I saw Frozen Empire (it was great, watch it if you haven't already). Really happy about this though and that it got me to write out another chapter.

Warnings; Mentions of smoking and foul language, as always.

Chapter 4/? | <Previous Chapter

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You stood in the laundry room, now covered in slightly dry ectoplasm from the suits that you just put in the wash. The boys went out on a mission and all three of them got slimed by a class 2 apparition, leaving all three of their suits soaked.

It was just a joy that being part of the Ghostbusters means that you get to wash and scrub off slime off of coveralls, the Ecto-1, and some of their equipment as your own suit and Proton Pack were still in the making.

The whole proton pack thing was partially your fault that it wasn't done yet.

Since you'd been working with the boys, with nothing to do you would just tinker around and put the Proton Pack together, of course other than having to take care of all of the ectoplasm. With you being in the lab so often, you got to know Egon a *little* bit more.

Him and you were both quiet, so conversation wasn't really a big thing especially when you were trying to concentrate on something that could go wrong when a small thing is misplaced.

"Hey, Y/n. Me and Peter are going to get some takeout, do you want anything?" Ray asks, leaning on the door frame.

"Awesome! I'll just have what I usually get. Do you guys need any cash to help pay?" You say, getting off of the washer to pull your wallet out.

"No, it's alright, don't worry about it. You've been cleaning off all of the ectoplasm off of everything you don't have to worry about it."

"Alright, thank you, Ray."

"Of course, we should be back in 10 minutes. Don't have too much fun doing the laundry." Ray shouts as he leaves the laundry room.

Right.

You head up into the lab so you could try to get more progress on the Proton Pack, only to see Egon working on it, too.

"Hey, Egon."

Egon quickly looks up, dropping one of the tools that he was using out of his hands, earning a small grunt of frustration from him.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to alarm you. Here." You apologize, going up to him and pulling a crunch bar from your pocket.

You had quite a sweet tooth yourself, so carrying around sweets with you was common. Ray had always poked fun at you about it, saying how I'm a scientist and was eating all the junk that people advise you not to, but he couldn't really say anything, or maybe he could, as both of you smoked regularly.

Egon looked at you and took the candy bar from your hands and putting it into his lab coat pocket, maybe not the best place to store it. "Thank you."

You nod and bend down to pick up the tool that fell on the ground, handing it to him.

"So, what are you working on, now?" You ask, putting your hands on your hips as you look at the machinery.

"I was working on the motherboard. I'd misplaced one of the wires going into it. That's why it wasn't making the proton wand work correctly, but it's an easy fix that will only take a few minutes."

"Okay, well do you need any help with it?" You ask leaning on the table.

"No, it's fine. But thank you." Egon says, continuing on what he was fixing.

"Okay then. Ray and Peter went out to get takeout for us, so they'll be back in a bit. I'll be in the garage getting that slime off of the Ecto-1 if you need me." You walk away.

"Hey, Y/n!" Egon called out.

"Yes, Egon?"

Egon hesitated for a second and went back to his work. "Nothing, sorry."

You knit your eyebrows in confusion. "Alright. Let me know if you need anything." You say, leaving the lab and going down to the garage.

I wonder what that was about? You thought to yourself.

"No, it was your fault, you're the one that didn't ask." Peter says, clearly sounding annoyed.

"We go there all the time, and the meal even said it came with peanut sauce! You can't blame me for it!"

Peter always seemed to like to argue, and about the stupidest shit, too. You shook your head, walking to the source of the bickering.

"What are you two fighting about this time?"

"Ray forgot to ask for peanut sauce." Peter says, crossing his arms like an upset child.

"It's not that big of a problem, Peter. Calm down so we can eat." You sigh, making your way into the "dining area" or "living area". Though, you couldn't really consider it that, it was only somewhat close to that because of the couch and small table inside.

You take a piece of small machinery that you were working on off of the table and place it on the couch, hoping that no one would sit on it.

Ray was unpacking the contents of the bag and placing them onto the table.

"This is your stuff, Peter. Then, Y/n, yours is over here. This one's mine, and then this one's Egon's. Okay, lets chow down." Ray says, looking into each box individually.

You sit in your seat and open your boxes of food and grabbing a fork to eat.

Egon walks in and everyone else sits down and eats their food in silence.

Today wasn't really eventful, the boys surprisingly didn't have a single call today, so they either worked on something else or lazed about.

Egon took the candy bar out of his lab coat and began to unwrap it.

"Did someone give you a little treat, Egon?" Peter says in a singsong tone.

Egon shoots daggers at him, you doing the same as Peter looks at you.

"I'm going to head off now. I'm tired of the events of today. Goodbye now!" Peter says, getting up and cleaning up after himself.

"Oh, you're tired from doing nothing?" You say.

"Yup! See you guys tomorrow!"

Peter still managed to be just as obnoxious as he was in college, if not maybe a little less. You have no clue how Ray and Egon managed to handle his antics and overall personality for all these years and counting. You were barely able to handle him for more than a couple of hours.

You sigh and get up from the table. "Okay, well I'm gonna head out now, too. Thank you for the food, Ray. Don't miss me too much."

"Alright goodnight, Y/n. Be safe!" Ray says, waving goodbye to you.

"Will do. Goodnight, guys."

After you had walked out of the firehouse and at least a block down you realized that you had forgotten to put the laundry into the dryer.

Shoot! I'll just go back and put them in, I'm not that far and I don't want it to get all weird overnight.

You make your way back into the building and head into the laundry room and take out the suits, then put them into the dryer and turn it on.

"Y/n? What are you still doing here? You left 10 minutes ago."

You turn around to see Egon standing in the doorway with a laundry basket in his hands.

"Oh, I forgot to put your guys' suits into the dryer so I came back to put them in." You say, rubbing your hands on your pants to get rid of the slit dampness that came from transporting the laundry.

"You didn't have to do that. I could've put them in myself."

"Well I guess it's a little too late for that now, huh? Thank you though, Egon." You laugh lightly.

"Uh, yeah. I fixed that motherboard by the way, I think the only thing left to do is connect all the wires of the proton wand to the pack. If you don't mind helping me with that tomorrow.." Egon says, adjusting his glasses up on his nose.

"Yeah, of course. Thank you for fixing it by the way. I'll have to get you another "treat" for tomorrow." You say, quoting what Peter had said earlier.

"Right. Well, goodnight, Y/n. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Egon." You place your hand on Egon's arm and leave. You could've sworn you heard a sharp inhale coming from him.

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I think I got this done in like four or five days and I think it came out okay. Thank you for the comments and stuff that I got from this, it makes me really happy to hear that you guys like it!!

@dragonashtray (Here's that reminder!!)

#egon spengler #Harold Ramis #ghostbusters #ghostbusters 1984 #peter venkman #ray stantz #janine melnitz #egon spengler x reader #bill murray #dan akroyd

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pokegalla · 3 months

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Heeeey.

Surpriiiiise!!!✨

Yes I finally made some headcanons.

I know a lot of people have been wanting some headcanons but please read my pinned post before requesting? I will also put a link to it on this post. Thank you and enjoy the headcanons!

Trade/Request by @tryslogic

I owe them this one✨

Warning: Slight nsfw? Also it can be masc or fem with the ecto body. It’s up to your personal preference/interpretation honestly-

How would these skellies react to their S/o using their chest for hand warmers?

Killer:

* At first he was like, “Babe. I’m all bones. It ain’t gonna work silly~✨” but then he realized you meant his Ecto chest. To which he immediately teases you for being a little perv (the irony and AUDACITY of this man-)

* But ok ok he honestly doesn’t mind and summons it anyway! Well….while still being a tease with that shit eating grin. He even lifted his shirt just a tiiiiny bit to show off his Ecto. “Come warm yourself up cutie~” please bonk his head. He deserves it-

* But his red Ecto looks quite pretty! Like a shiny ruby! Kinda hard to stay mad when he’s flaunting off that waist. (He’s pretty and he knows it-)

* Once you do put those freezing hands there, he does jump a little as he didn’t expect you to be THAT cold. Ooooo but it was too warm to ignore✨ you had to give the booba a squeeze and for a bonus revenge. Which hilariously makes him squeak a little-

* Oop but now he’s giggling and looking back at you with a look of pure mischief. Better run because he’s putting those ice cold Skellie hands on YOUR chest now. And cold bones feel like death💦

* At least you both get a good laugh in! It’s always expected when you’re with Killer!

Lust:

* The offer was actually something he suggested as a joke. A flirty joke but he didn’t think you’d follow through with it. He’ll be pleasantly surprised and tease you for being so bold in trying to cop a feel~✨

* All jokes aside, he summons his Ecto for you! “Must be that cold hm~? No worries….I’ll warm you right up~” makes you question if he’s flirting or joking. Might be both if you’re lucky~

* His ecto is a lovely shade of lavender and quite curvy in general. It’s quite the attention grabber without him even trying. Will be very flattered if you praise him!

* Ah but he has the cutest reactions when he feels your cold hands. He’d do a little squeal and giggle from the surprise coldness. And squeezing the chest makes him laugh even more. He knew you were messing with him but dammit it was working.

* He’s not used to being held though without uh….yknow. “Favors” in return. But you being all cuddled up to him just unlocked him to a world of affection✨

* He couldn’t stop smiling even when you both dozed off.

Blue:

* Honestly at first he had no idea what the hell you asked him for- buuuut when shown an example? A blushing lil blueberry. Sure you didn’t mean TOO much harm in saying that but gosh how bold of you to ask this of him!

* But huh?! No he’s not scared! The magnificent Blue will not back down! Just….give him a minute to hype himself up💦 and try not to die of embarrassment-

* His Ecto is like a blue ocean in a tropical climate. It’s quite the sight to see. Best part? He had the perfect mix of muscle and a little fluff. Extremely comfy-

* He is just cute to begin with. But look at him now, getting all flustered✨ though he was more worried about how cold you were and poor thing was ready to buy you gloves and everything. But he lets out a loud “MWEH?!” Upon feeling you give him a few squeezes.

* He’d giggle just to turn around and give you a big ol hug! “Oh you tease! Come on….lets cuddle on the couch and drink hot chocolate together!”

* Ah what would you do without him?

Fell:

* Deadass he thought you was joking. He even laughed and went to see if you were laughing. Wait….seriously? You wanna do THAT??? “Well damn shouldn’t yah take me tah dinner first-?”

* He was stalling at this point but enough begging will finally make him crumble and give in. You are so lucky he likes you and so on with his grumbling and mumbling.

* His ecto reminds you of a garnet due to the much darker tones along the edges (*Ahem* Fits him because he’s a edgelord *Ahem-*) plus he’s a lil chunky. He’s so soft 🥹

* Oh man but as tough as he tries to act, he immediately shrieks feeling your hands- “ARE YAH FUCKING DYING?! WHY ARE YAH SO DAMN COLD?!” Then you squeezing him just makes him blush all over-

* Yeah he’s definitely getting you a scarf, gloves, and extra jackets and sweaters. Buuuuut…..he still said his chest was still an option if that’s not enough.

* Ah he’s a sucker….and a sucker only to you.

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toriisasimp · 16 days

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Chapter 2 of ?: Unwelcome Guests

An Egon Spengler x fem!reader Mini Series

Chapter I is here: https://www.tumblr.com/toriisasimp/747108978172018688/chapter-1-of-just-ask

Prompt: The night of the gala is here, and as the night goes on, you and Egon get a little closer.. but are soon interrupted by some.. unwelcome guests.

Warnings: None! Normal ghostbusters busting and fluff.

A/N: TEEHEE I PUT EGON IN A TUX HEHE they all clean up very nicely. Also reader has a cinematic badass moment. 🤭 Enjoy!! <3

A few nights of normal work had passed, and the gala finally rolled around. You had gone out dress shopping with a spring in your step, settling for a velvet number that hugged your curves. After taking almost over an hour to get ready, you headed over to the museum- and ended up being the first one of the group to arrive. You located your table, then headed to the bar.

Winston drove separately, and Peter, Ray and Egon arrived in the Ecto. Winston parked and walked up as the others were hopping out, Ray pausing to help Egon adjust his bowtie.

“You look great, Spengey.” He said with a smile, patting his shoulder.

Egon dipped his head in thanks to Ray, smiling before he turned and the four of them walked in.

Entering into the large room that the gala was taking place in, there were tables strategically placed around the room.. A large space in the middle that was used as a dance floor. A band was up on a mini stage in the back, and the bar was set up in the right corner. There were two sets of large double doors on either side of the makeshift stage, most likely leading to other exhibits.

“Oh! There she is.” Ray pipes up, and all four boys turn their heads in the direction of you, standing at the bar. You were facing them, but you were making polite conversation with the bartender, holding a cocktail.

Peter whistled, and Ray patted Egon’s shoulders.

“Go get ‘er, tiger.” He sent Egon in your direction, and it was only when your gaze absentmindedly moved around the room that you caught a glimpse of Egon, doing a double take as a small smile made its way onto your face, as he approached.

“Thought I was gonna get stood up by the four of you. Where are the guys?” You ask, sipping your cocktail as you notice his eyes drink you in, up and down, hands resting in his pant pockets.

“Somewhere else,” He says, and you look over his shoulder at just the right time, seeing the three of them huddled by a waiter with a food tray, all of them chewing and staring at the two of you like hawks.

“You look beautiful.” He adds, and it snaps you out of your thoughts- and makes your gaze move back to him, before it lowers quickly to the floor as heat rushes to your cheeks.

“Thank you.” You say softer than you intend, shifting slightly as warmth spreads through your chest. “You look great as well.” Your eyes lift back up to his, and you catch him matching your bashful expression. He simply nods in thanks.

You both get caught in a dreamy moment, staring at each other before the bartender clears his throat.

“Would you like anything to drink, sir?” He asks in Egon’s direction.

“Oh, no thank you.” Egon shakes his head and puts his hands up in declination, and he turns his body away from the bar. “Would you like to dance?”

Your lips part in surprise.

“I thought you didn’t dance.” You perk a brow.

“I guess tonight is the night for making exceptions, then.” He murmurs, and you glance down and watch as he extends a hand in your direction.

You stare at it for a moment.. An invitation.

“Sure, why not?” You accept kindly, setting down your drink and taking his hand in yours. It’s warm, and encloses around yours.. It feels safe. He feels safe.

The two of you make your way to the dance floor, and pause when you’re a decent distance in, turning to face each other as he keeps hold of your hand, the other slipping around your waist as your other hand moves up his arm to rest on his shoulder, barely grazing his neck. You are.. rather close. But neither of you call any attention to it.

You and Egon both gently sway, and as the song goes on.. You begin to take notice at how much closer you were than when you started. You have to turn your head and look over his shoulder to keep from bumping noses, and you feel his hand has made its way further across your back, resting on the openly exposed skin there. His thumb is rubbing absentminded circles, and you take the opportunity to rest your head on his shoulder.

What you don’t see, in the distance, is Peter and Ray, at the table- shaking their fists in excitement and giving Egon some enthusiastic thumbs ups and grins. Egon, out of your sight, smiles and gives the most subtle nod to the boys.

The music grows more tender, and the environment shifts into something more romantic. At some point during the next song, you notice you’re still dancing, and lift your head, looking up at him with a soft smile.

“There’s something I’d like to talk to you about.” He states once he has your gaze again.

“Work or personal?” You reply with a snort.

He pauses for a moment, letting out a slow exhale. “Personal.” This makes you tilt your head. “Alright.”

“I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me. I really do enjoy your company, and you.. You’ve brightened up my life… in the lab,”

He’s speaking so quietly, just for you to hear- and it makes your heart flutter. You’re smiling the entire time, and it almost makes you want to cry.

“You make me feel so safe,” You decide to pour out some of your own feelings, given the opportunity. “And.. happy. It makes me happy when you teach me new science-y things and let me help around the lab. I’m eager to learn more.”

“Well, could I teach you something right now?” He asks, and it catches you off guard.

“Here? On the.. Dance floor?” The thought makes you laugh. “It’s quite simple, I promise.” He says with a smile.

You nod in response.

“There is a type of brain chemical, called ‘Endorphins’. It helps people cope with pain and stress, it regulates other hormones and is said to help boost self esteem and your mood in general.”

You tilt your head, perking a brow. Where is he going with this?

“I’ve done a bit of research, seeing how best to increase your mood when we’re together. And I think I have a theory I’d like to test right now,” One of his hands lifts to brush against your cheek, tucking some of your hair behind your ear.

“Alright.” You whisper breathily, noticing how your faces are now mere inches apart.

He says your name, in such a way that makes you think you could fall over right there.

-Your moment of euphoria is cut off quickly by the sound of a woman’s scream, and both your heads turn in the direction of the source, and you see a set of the large double doors at the other side of the room fly open, and the spirit of what looks to be Samarian Tribal Soldier comes flying in, making the two of you duck as other guests begin to scream.. And the whole place goes ballistic.

Peter comes running over.

“Sorry to put a damper on your little moment, but I think we have some unwelcome guests. Ray’s pulling the car up.”

You nod, and both you and Egon spring into action. You, Peter, Egon and Winston rush out the front door to get a hold of your proton packs as quickly as you can.

“What’s a party without a little cleanup, eh, boys?” You pipe up with a grin.

“I’m not sure why they are here, we gave this museum a clean bill of health three years ago.”

“New people die every day, Ray.” Egon pipes up, slinging his proton pack over his tux. Peter, Ray and Winston do the same.

Refusing their help, you get your pack on over your dress.

“You gonna bust a ghost in heels, princess?” Peter asks challengingly.

“You gonna piss yourself this time, Venkman?” You shoot back, and you hear Ray and Winston go- “Ooooooooooooh!”

“Fair enough, fair enough.” He surrenders, while the five of you make your way back up the museum steps, stepping into the entrance. A few people gasp, some cheer, some faint.

Three more Class four figures fly over your heads, and you immediately unleash your proton stream on them, all five of you spreading out over the large ballroom to try and take them all down.

A few minutes have passed, and you’ve had one of the tribal soldiers in a capture stream for a bit. As another one lurches at you, you lose your stream as someone yanks you back just in time, and it passes by.

Your back hits a wall, and you’re behind the bar now. Egon is hovering in front of you. One of his hands lifts and he points his finger at you.

“We are not finished.” He murmurs, and you smirk. With one hand holding your proton stream, the other lifts to pull him in by the back of his head..

And press your lips together.

“Hey! Horny teenagers in the corner!” Peter hollers. “Maybe save that for the afterparty?”

You hear this, pulling away. The two of you share a grin and you press another kiss to his blushing cheek before you slip past him to lay into that tribal soldier once more.

Egon comes up behind you, laying out a trap that is right in your path. You get the ghost in your capture stream, and it takes the two of you to get it into the trap. You huff, turning and sharing a high five with him.

Still in your heels, you jog over to Ray, who is preoccupied getting the largest ghost of the group into a capture stream. You join him, and Ray breaks his stream to lay out another trap.

“How does it feel to get busted by a woman, huh?” Peter comes over, having taken out the other two ghosts with Winston. Everyone else has evacuated at this point, and you just now take note of the trashed ballroom.

“That sounds a little sexist, Peter!” Egon yells, laying into the ghost with his stream.

“What can I say, Spengler- your girlfriend is a badass!”

Peter and Egon both glance in your direction, and you hadn’t even heard what he said- you were just focused on busting this ghost. Your hair and dress blowing in the wind, heels planted, focused expression and proton stream strong and unmoving- you did look badass. You feel eyes on you, and you look over just in time to smile and wink at Egon, just as he ignites his stream and the five of you are slowly lowering the ghost into the trap.

As the ghost screeches and the trap closes, all goes silent, and you all take a heavy breath of relief.

Winston goes off to retrieve the other traps, Ray and Peter’s adrenaline clearly still pumping as they chat along while picking up the largest trap. Egon is just staring at you.

At this moment, you realize you’d never used a proton pack until now.

This was your first time. And you did great. All thanks to the group’s teaching.

You smile to yourself in pride and celebration, glancing down then back up at Egon. He’s sharing the same smile. You approach each other while tossing your proton wand back over your shoulder and sliding it back into its holster.

“I’m up for a large pepperoni, whadda ya say, Spengey?” Ray asks in Egon’s direction, but he’s busy taking your hand as it lowers from putting away the proton wand, lifting it to his lips and kissing the back of it.

You think you might just fall onto the floor then.

“Aww, look at them.” Peter says, making fake kissing sounds.

On the car ride home, Egon volunteers to sit in the back seat with you, and the whole ride home his hand is holding yours, thumb tracing circles on the top of your hand. Once you all arrive back at the firehouse, and everyone is barreling out, unloading and chatting- you notice Egon subtly squeezes your hand once..

Twice..

And three times before he lets go to help Ray unload the traps in the basement.

You wonder why he squeezed it three times.

Perhaps you’d ask him later.

#egon spengler #ghostbusters #ghostbusters afterlife #ghostbusters frozen empire #peter venkman #ray stantz #winston zeddemore #egon my beloved #fanfic #self ship

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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Thinking of the future

For @leah-halliwell92

Pairing: Egon Spengler x Fem reader

Description: You and Egon have a moment after going home from a crazy bust after getting slimed

You all groaned as you walked to the Ecto-1 covered in pink slime trying to get enough of the slime off to where it wouldn't stain the seats and uniforms more than they were. Getting out at the firehouse you see Janine and Dana waiting stopping quickly when they see the five of you covered from head to toe in very sticky pink slime immediately heading towards the shower taking turns standing down stairs as everyone deslimed and cleaned themselves. You and Egon decided to walk home instead saying goodbye wanting to sleep in the apartment you shared rather than the firehouse for awhile laughing at a very upset and moody peter before the two of you hand in hand walked out and began the short walk to the apartment complex a few blocks down. The two of you walk in carefully taking off and putting your suits in a bag and proton packs in two separate ones getting in the shower together thoroughly cleaning yourselves and each other until the water ran cold quickly drying off and getting into dry and warm clothes. You were eating a snack before going to sleep when you see egon standing in the bedroom door frame smiling "What?" you say as he looks at you still smiling "Just thinking..about us in the future not too long.." you smile as you walk over to him hugging him as he holds you in his arms "Can't believe I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with you" the both of you smile leaning in and kissing each other connected at the hip going and laying down in bed for the night "I love you" you squeeze his hand gently "I love you too" soon you both fall asleep with your head under his chin.

#ghostbusters x reader #egon spengler x reader #ghostbusters #egon spengler

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janeelyakiri · 2 years

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All your boys are posing for a sexy calendar. Each one is assigned a month, and are allowed to wear whatever outfit, use whatever prop and do whatever pose they want. Can we get a description of what that calendar looks like? Hehehe.

I had to open wordpad to get this all down i hope you know like

I put TOO MUCH THOUGHT into this lol

under cut for suggestive/long

Jan- Macaw-He's wearing just, all the layers. Coats, snowpants, scarves, gloves. He's T-posing, stuck, unable to move. He looks like the kid from A Christmas Story. His BG is a snowy landscape.

Feb- Robin- Valentine's Day themed, a blurry view of a dead couple in the BG, and he's staring the camera down while sexily eating a red Soul.

March-Hound- He's wearing his hoodie and collar, no shirt and is holding the hoodie open to display them bones. His hood is up to add some ~mysteriousness~ as he licks his teeth, and his pants hang low to show off his hipbones.

April- Fox- Wearing a bee themed hoodie, black and yellow sweater, hood up, BG has bees and a light drizzling of rain. He's got a bee umbrella and is looking up with a hand out at the rain.

May- Crow- Fem Ecto formed, blushing and biting his 'lip' as he wears a skimpy but cute sundress that's pulled up to show some thigh, a flower crown on and sitting in a bed of flowers and green with legs to the side.

June- Lupo- Daisy Dukes shorts, shirt tied up into a crop top, sexily leaning over and fixing a vintage car's engine. Sweat and oil on his bones.

July- Jackal- Fem Ecto formed to show off the most skimpy yet classy bikini, sunglasses and hat on, typical sexy beachgoer pose on the beach.

Aug- Jay- Firefighter pants, bare top, holding a firehose wrong, leaning against a fire station trying to look sexy. Ink can be seen dying of laughter in the BG.

Sept- Dingo- Lumberjack getup, with the flannel top open and collar shining, muzzle still on. He's leaning against a tree, one hand in his (really low) jean pocket, the other holding a suspiciously bloody axe that rests on his shoulder. Red haze filters through his muzzle.

Oct- Vulture- He's wearing Michael Myer's jumper, but the top half is off and arms tied around his hips. He's got blood splatters on his thick bones, a knife in one hand and the mask in the other. Large red eye gazing at the 'viewer' with his manic grin. Typical horror scene as a BG... hard to tell if it's fake or real.

Nov- Hyena- Deceptively warm setting, a table with a feast freshly cooked set upon it. He leans forward with claws on the table, nothing but an apron on. His hip bones peeking out some.

Dec- Falcon- Gyftmas setting, tree and fireplace, and he stands there with Santa's boots and pants on. Chest out for display, the black suspenders from the pants hanging down. Sitting in a chair and patting his lap for the viewer to come sit.

BONUS- Polly would make a sexi calendar of them posed against month specific backgrounds and posing appropriately.... in nothing. no ecto just bare boned... And give each of their boys a copy.

#suggestive ///#macaw!sans #lupo!papyrus #falcon!sans #jackal!papyrus #jay!sans #fox!papyrus #crow!sans #hound!papyrus #vulture!sans #hyena!papyrus #robin!sans #dingo!papyrus #jan oc polly #this took SO MUCH THINKING #part of which was me being bad at math lol #crow and jackal are the only two who use their fem ecto and crow's super shy about his #asking bone bois

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ironaparrot · 4 months

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Some funny fem shadow art by the wonderful Moda over on discord. If you think about it considering Ectos this is canon.

Actually let’s just make it canonically have happened at some point lmao

#undertale au #shadowtale #utau #utmv #shadowtale sans #shadow!sans

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emeraldborealis · 1 year

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The Point Of No Return

Pairing: Egon Spengler x Fem!reader

TW//CW: Fluff, near death experiences, light arguing.

Words: 4,647

You curiously gathered around the Ecto-1 as it pulled back into the firehouse, worried after a particularly long call to see how it went.

"How was the call? Any trouble?" You asked Peter and Winston as they got out of the Ecto-1.

"Ghoul perfectly secured and in the bag. " Peter pridefully held up the smoking trap like some kind of trophy. "No big problems occurred, at least nothing we couldn't handle. But I did get this nasty boo-boo here, which would feel a whole lot better with a kiss." He tapped his cheek with his pointer finger nudging his head out expectantly waiting for a healing kiss.

"I don't think Dana would appreciate that very much." You answered honestly, shuffling a little closer to Egon who had come to stand beside you, sharing your curiosity with the call. You somewhat hoped he would stop Peter's teasing and jokes.

Winston bumped Peter's shoulder with his own. "Are you just going to hold the trap like some kind of trophy, or are we going to go downstairs to empty it so we can finally get some shut eye?"

"Oh yeah, sure. It is getting late and I'd like to get home to Dana." They shuffled their way down to the basement making idle conversation with one another as they went.

As things began to settle back down, and the boys were finally able to start pealing their coveralls off of their tired stiff shoulders, the blaring alarm signaling another call went off. "Damnit! I was almost out of here and back to the arms of my sweet, sweet Dana!" Peter yelled annoyed, with his fists in the air cursing the universe.

Everyone in the firehouse quickly gathered to get their gear on and get ready to leave. Watching them all getting ready it was clear to see that Peter and Winston were exhausted, their movements were sluggish and slow, practically half asleep as they begrudgingly rezipped their suits and retied their boots. It made you nervous thinking about them going on another call like that.

Clearing your throat to gain their attention you attempted to gather all your courage taking a small step forward. The way their heads turned to you made all your courage vanish almost immediately.

"Um, if you want, you guys could still go home. I could go on the call for you." You offered awkwardly shifting from foot to foot under their gaze.

"Oh y/n you're a godsend thank you!" Peter gripped your shoulders firmly and shook you lightly in thanks, Winston was smiling like a maniac behind him, just as happy to be relieved from duty.

"I think that would be an extraordinarily bad idea, you have no field training and don't know what you're doing. Our work is very dangerous." Egon argued, not liking the idea at all.

"Yeah but you guy's didn't have field training your first time either, hell you didn't even know if your equipment worked, or if it was safe." You tried to reason with him noticing the tension in the room growing.

"That was different-" Egon began but you interrupted.

"I made it through flight school and the rigorous training involved with that, I can handle this. I know I can handle this. Just look at Peter and Winston, do you really think it'd be a good idea for them to go? You don't have anyone else who can go. I'm the only one who can fill the spot." You continued to argue, not seeing what he was really trying to convey.

"We didn't hire you to go on calls, we hired you to take them. It's too dangerous. Just- stay here." Egon awkwardly moved his hands in a stay-put motion, he just wanted to keep you safe, but he didn't know how to explain why he wanted to so badly.

"I think she makes a fair point Egie, she at least knows how our equipment works and how to use it, plus she'd be going with people with experience. Unlike us our first time." Ray placed his hand on Egon's shoulder trying to get him to see why it would be okay to send you. "Plus she'd help us get it done faster than if it was just us two, I mean I have people I want to get home to too. So let's do this quick and easy."

"Yeah, she can handle this. The call didn't sound that hard anyway." Winston added in.

"You can't comment on this Winston, you have ulterior reasons for wanting her to go." Egon retorted feeling very cornered by the group.

"And you don't have ulterior reasons for wanting her to stay?" Peter quipped quickly taking a step towards Egon. "You and I both know why you don't want her to go-"

"If I didn't think that it would be the best option for me to go, I wouldn't have volunteered, I never have before." You interrupted Peter completely, you were trying to diffuse the situation and help make sure Egon didn't feel cornered. Because it was clear he did. "But Peter and Winston are exhausted, just look at them. They could be a liability on a call with how tired they are-"

"Hey!" Peter feigned offense slapping his hand to his chest dramatically.

"Do you not think I can do this? Is that it? Do you think of me so incapable and weak that two half asleep, exhausted friends would still be better than going on a call with me?" You asked earnestly, your face contorted in hurt.

"It's not- it's not that." Egon debated in his mind for a moment, trying to find a way to put his feelings into words, but ultimately he couldn't.

"Then what is it?" You nearly begged for an answer, but at the same time you were terrified of what he might say.

"I don't want you to get hurt." Your face immediately softened and your mouth formed an 'O' in understanding. He didn't think of you as any lesser than anyone, he just cared for your safety.

But you cared too; you cared for your friends and their safety, and their well being. You cared about the job being handled with caution and alertness, and you cared about everyone making a safe return home.

"In flight school there was something we would call a safe return, it's where you'd still have enough fuel to return safely back to the airport you departed from, in the unlikely case where something happens, or goes wrong. I can promise you I won't go to the point I couldn't come back from safely. I won't enter the point of no return. I'm not trying to start a fight, and I'm not trying to put you into an awkward position. If you really don't want me to go I won't. I was just trying to help, I meant no harm in volunteering." Egon was a very smart man, he was also a dear friend, and if he didn't want you going he probably had a genuine reason behind it. Maybe something more than care.

Egon sighed deeply thinking about it, carefully weighing the pros and cons, every possible possibility that could occur. Thinking of everything that could go wrong and happen to you. Then he thought about how he'd be there, how he could watch every move you made and make sure you were safe. "Fine." He caved.

Your smile stretched wide, the kind that slightly crinkles the corners of your eyes, yet it was still a soft and tender one. You were glad that Peter and Winston would be safe for another night, and that they could rest and regain their strength for tomorrow.

"Here, use these." Peter grabbed a spare coverall from Egon's closet and threw it to you. Not even caring to ask Egon.

You caught it haphazardly in your arms, looking down at it in your hands, feeling the heavy fabric drape consumingly over your skin. Even from just holding it in your arms you could already smell the overwhelming fact that it was Egon's.

You'd thought about this moment secretly several times. His scent flooded into your nose, filling your lungs. It made every nerve in your body tingle oddly with an unfamiliar sensation, a strange high, then with an exhale it was gone, but the desire to chase after it was strong.

"Earth to y/n, you gonna put it on or just stare at it?" Peter snapped his fingers in front of your face waving his hand back and forth, trying to snap you from your daze.

"Uhh, yeah, thanks. Sorry, it's just that I've thought about this a lot- being able to help you guys I mean. None of you ever really get to rest for long, you're always on call and have to be ready to drop everything at the drop of a hat to go do a job no one else wants to." You stared at the coveralls in your hands a moment more, really allowing yourself to process everything. "These will work great. Thank you." You smiled starting to put them on over your clothes, but as soon as you went to zip them the zipper caught and you were left awkwardly tugging on it with everyone watching. "I do promise I'm capable of handling this call."

Egon smiled softly at your nervous joking. "That one's zipper is tricky, I'll help you with it." He leaned down grabbing at the bottom of the zipper, pulling the fabric as far away from your body as he could, as to not accidently touch you. He didn't want you feeling uncomfortable. Trying to look anywhere but him you waited patiently for him to figure out the zipper.

Finally the zipper went smoothly up your torso, as Egon zipped it to the top he made eye contact with you, and he had to admit you did look cute in his coveralls, the way they were baggy and too long. And especially with his last name marked as your own.

He'd be lying if he said he'd never thought of you in his coveralls before, for you to proudly brandish his last name. For you to have his last name. But he'd never say it aloud to anyone. It was out of character for him to think like that.

Clearing his throat he turned to the Ecto-1, trying to hide the unnatural heat flooding to his head. "Right, then. Let's go."

Getting to the sight of the call was easy, Ray handled the people well too. You both followed Egon with his P.K.E. Meter up to the door leading to the roof, on your walk up there you had all formed a battle plan to handle this call. The research Egon knew about the apartment complex from a previous call was helpful in knowing what we might expect. This particular call for the problematic building was about a ghost on the roof, Egon had explained to you that the building had somewhat of a reputation for jumpers. The last time they were here they had cleared the building of all spooks, specters and ghosts, but like Egon liked to remind others, new people die everyday.

"Alright, the ghost should be right behind this door, everyone fire up your packs. Stick to the plan and things won't get sticky. Let's do this fast, I have plans after this." Ray braced you at the door to the roof before you all went out. "Is everyone ready?"

Egon nodded putting the P.K.E. Meter away on his belt to switch over to his proton pack, which he preemptively turned on.

With a thick swallow of nerves you followed suit, nodding your head up and down, it felt as heavy as a cement drum, spinning around dangerous possibilities but being to thick and set to stop. Something about this just felt off. It was probably just first time jitters, you're sure they felt the same way their first job too. Even still, there was an unshakable feeling in your gut. But it would be alright. Right? You weren't passed the point of no return yet.

Shaking off any last thoughts of doubt you spoke. "Yeah, I'm ready. Go ahead and open the door."

Nodding with confirmation Ray opened the door to the roof, all seemed quiet and in place. All except the feeling of dread that still clung to the atmosphere.

"Don't let your guard down. Anything could happen anytime." Egon spoke calmly surveying the whole circumference of the roof, his dark eyes leaving no spot unchecked. "I'd use the P.K.E. Meter to find the spook but we already know it's up here, so we can just search for it manually." Egon explained the process to you, hoping it would help calm your nerves if he walked you through the call.

The roof seemed pretty normal, it was dirty and had some rubbish around, even a few shoes here and there, for some reason. You personally couldn't picture being anywhere in New York City without your shoes. But weirdos and garbage wasn't untypical for this city. Besides cigarette butts you weren't exactly sure what you were supposed to be looking for, was there supposed to be an 'X' or maybe some ectoplasmic goo telling you where the ghost was?

"I thought this call wasn't that serious? How much guard do I need?" You questioned unsurely, the drab feeling in the air suddenly becoming even more unnaturally thick and suffocating, you were starting to feel too far gone to turn back. And each breath you took in the increasingly dire air made that feeling fester in your stomach.

"Any call, serious or not can go south quickly. But you're right, this call won't be bad." Ray smiled to you, trying to calm your sudden tenseness. He was kicking at a pile of trash when he had turned to you, probably checking it for a ghost that was clearly not hiding in it.

"Right." You nodded to yourself, trying to trick yourself into believing that the pit in your stomach wasn't really there, and that everything was going to be alright.

"There she is!" Egon called as the ghostly figure of a woman came flying out of the floor. He was quick to fire. Quick to hit it too. "Ray get the trap!"

"Right!" Ray fumbled grabbing the trap that had somehow tangled itself in all sorts of ways around his belt, with a loud clank it fell to the ground a few feet from his shoes.

All you could do was watch for a moment, astounded, your heart was nearly beating out of your chest from adrenaline and fear. But the clank brought you back and you remembered you had a job to do. You had a team to help.

"Let me help you." You rushed over to Ray reaching for the tangled mess of cords around him and the floor.

"Y/n no! Stick to the plan, you're supposed to be my backup in case she wriggles loose!" Egon shouted trying to hold the thrashing ghost at bay as you and Ray tried to figure out the trap. Things were quickly going wrong. But you still believed it was all manageable, that you could come back from it if you could just get the damn trap uncoiled from Ray.

"I will! You have her alright for now, and Ray could use some help." You got the last bit of the cord uncoiled from Ray, turning to celebrate to Egon you were instead met with an angry ghost coming at you head on.

You screamed feeling your feet lift from the ground. The panic began to set in as you felt the weightless sliding of the tread of your boots scrapping over the concrete, but never making enough friction to stop, the one thing that was supposed to help you was as useless as rock climbing with butter rather than chalk.

The way your body slipped over the ledge didn't feel real, it didn't feel right. Almost like you were just spectating your own demise. You could accept your boots sliding, but falling felt odd, you weren't supposed to fall. You were supposed to keep your promise of a safe return.

"Y/n!" Egon ran to the ledge with every bit of adrenaline his body could take. His heart was nearly beating out of his chest as he peered over the edge. He expected to see you splattered on the ground, in fact he was preparing himself for it. But you weren't, hanging on haphazardly you clung to a small ledge made from the old buildings detailing.

"Ray take care of the ghost, I have to help y/n." Egon yelled to Ray before turning back to you. "I'm going to pull you back up, can you reach my hand?"

You tried with all your might to reach his fingers, you were mere inches from being able to grab each other. But with each centimeter you'd get closer to him, to rescue, you could feel yourself being pushed backwards, the building had been constructed in such a way that there was an outward slant making it so if you attempted to reach any higher to get to him, you'd knock yourself off of the small ledge you were on. "No, I can't." You brought your hand back down grasping onto the small detailing. The hold was awkward and nearly impossible to keep. You had tears welling in your eyes.

You were going to die and Egon was going to watch. You should have listened, listened to Egon, listened to your gut. Maybe then you wouldn't be holding on to an old buildings crumbly ridges for dear life.

"Then you're going to have to climb a little higher, you can put your foot there and It'll give you enough height so I can reach you. I'm going to pull you back up, you're going to be alright." He refused to meet the look of fear in your eyes, he refused to let you fall, he refused to let you give up hope of him saving you. He had to save you, or he would always blame himself for letting you come in the first place. In the end it was his choice, and your death couldn't be on his hands. He would never be able to look at himself again if you fell.

Looking around you evaluated every possible scenario, you were losing your grip and your strength, you were slipping. And there was no where to really put your foot like he said. There was only one thing left you could think to do, one last thing to try before time ran out. "There's a lip Egon, if I try to climb higher, it's going to push me off. I need you to find something you can use to pull me up. A rope or something. But I need you to go fast. Go now."

"No, that won't work-" Egon tried to reason with you, but with every argument he tried the probability of your plan working decreased. You were running out of time. You could feel your grip loosening, you were getting pumped. Your holds were bad, you were doomed from the start. Logistically you never should have been able to grab on and stop yourself from falling in the first place.

"Egon! Don't argue- just go! I can't hold on much longer." You took turns releasing you hands and shaking them, trying to get some of strength back in them. Your calves were beginning to cramp and tense from the only part of your feet keeping you on the wall being your toes. "Just please, find something." Tears were flowing down your cheeks now, you were scared. If he took too long you were done for, you might have been done for anyway. You didn't know if you had the strength to pull yourself up, you just hoped the adrenaline would help you.

"Right, right. Yeah, stay put, don't move." You saw him look behind him, then disappear out of sight.

You waited a moment, making sure he had time to be far away from the ledge. Looking for an object you knew was not present on the roof at all.

Taking a deep breath you released every hope and dream you still held onto, moving your shaky hands and feet you tried to find the most opportune position to try this from, the one that would give the most leverage. And once you were confident enough in your efforts, you took one final deep, shaky breath and leapt, putting every ounce of strength you had left into your limbs.

The edge came so close to you you felt your fingers scrape against the rough surface, you could have grabbed onto it, but your hand slipped, tearing your skin. Your heart fell the height of the forty story building before your body ever did. You were so close. So close. You could feel everything slip away from you as you began to fall, yet it was so slow, you could have counted each beat of a hummingbirds wings, and still have time to spare for lamenting. You had always heard that time slowed down before you die, but you'd never believed it. Until now that is. Until you were living it.

You had time to regret every little thing you'd ever done in life, time to re-watch every choice that had gotten you into this situation in the first place. You saw it all; you saw the flyer in the paper, your interview, and your first week working for the Ghostbusters, you saw each of your friendships be kindled with everyone in the firehouse. You saw the seeds of feelings for Egon be planted and begin to grow, each conversation you'd had with him replayed, including his argument for you to stay. But you hadn't listened. You didn't listen to him, or your gut. Now you were forced to reap what you had sown. All of it.

Clarity came with the fall, and you decided that given another chance you'd walk the same path, you'd arrive at the same destination. Because though you were slipping away from all hope, if you'd never ended up in this situation you never would have met Egon, you never would have experienced the good that came with the fall.

If you had never volunteered to go on this call, in your place it could have been Peter, or Winston falling. Just the thought of that was enough for you to be glad it was you and not them. You were okay with this, you had no other choice but to be okay with this, you couldn't try again. You knew the risks and still jumped anyway, you knew the risks of coming, and you still came. Just because you didn't truly understand consequence, doesn't change the fact you knew there was risk.

Being honest with yourself, you didn't want to die, you weren't��ready to die. There were so many things you never got to experience. You didn't want to die. You were scared of dying. But it was too late for you to change your fate. No take backs, no second chances. This was it.

Just as true realization set in that you were going to die, two hands rocketed out from over the ledge, grabbing onto your still outstretched arm. The ferocity that the hands held onto you with, stopping you from falling jolted your body, dislocating your shoulder, and making your body slam into the building. The pain and black spots filling your vision couldn't stop you from grabbing just as tightly onto them with your other hand.

From the top Egon pulled with all his might, he had you now and he wasn't letting go. He'd be pulled off of the ledge before he let you go. He was going to pull you back up onto the roof, back to safety.

Swinging your leg back onto the roof you hoisted the rest of you back up too, pushing yourself and Egon back onto the solidity of the roofs ground at last. Falling back into his arms you began to sob. You didn't want to die.

"Y/n, my dear y/n." He held onto you so tightly you thought you might pass out, but that could have been the adrenaline wearing off and the pain in your shoulder setting in.

"You never left! You waited for me!" You yelled in distraught joy, you were ugly crying into Egon's chest and you couldn't bring yourself to care about how pathetic you might look, because you were alive.

"I'm not a fool, I saw it in your eyes, I saw what you were planning." He was tired and out of breath, his voice was shaky and he sounded hoarse. He sounded like he was crying.

"But how- how did you know?" You asked letting go of the adrenalin and letting the moment sink in, letting reality sink in. Which made you cry harder.

"I just did. I knew you wouldn't want me to watch you die, so before trying anything reckless you would try to get rid of me. That's how I knew." His hands pet over your head repeatedly, more so to comfort himself than you. He was scared too, he was coming off adrenalin too, he was crying too.

"I didn't want to die, I was so scared." You whimpered clutching his coveralls into tight balls in your hands. You felt that if you let go of him you'd wake up from all of this, that this was just a dream of a possibility that you didn't actually get to live. That if you let go of the physical proof of him you'd resume your descent down to the ground.

"I know, I know. I've got you, I caught you. I'm never letting you go again." He wanted to get off the roof but he was afraid of moving, afraid of losing you.

"Fine by me." You laughed, you were in hysterics realizing what you tried, realizing how poor a decision that was. But there was nothing else for you to try.

"Hey, are you two alright?" Ray came running over not knowing anything that had transpired, he was focused on catching the ghost like Egon said to.

"No, but we will be." Egon answered moving us both to sit up, and scooted us a few inches farther from the ledge.

"Well I caught the ghost, so we can leave now." Ray Helped both Egon and you to your feet, only feeling comfortable standing so soon because Ray held onto each of you until you were stable.

"Yeah, we should go. Probably to the hospital, my shoulder is not doing so good." You leaned against Egon for support, standing so soon made spots appear in your vision from the pain.

"That would be an extraordinarily good idea." Egon held onto your good arm helping you both to walk, you were both still really shaken up. You almost died, it takes longer than five minutes to recover from that. But you were going to recover.

"I think I'm kind of over heights, l don't think I'll be on top of anything tall for a long time." You said as Ray opened the door back into the building for you and Egon. "And I think I'm just fine with only taking the calls from now on too. No more volunteering."

"I think I agree with that notion." Egon agreed calling the elevator down the hall. "It'd certainly give me peace of mind."

"So, what happened while I was catching the ghost?" Ray asked feeling like he missed something.

"We'll tell you in the car." It was too soon for you to go back over it, you were still too high in the air, maybe on ground level you'd feel more open to it.

"Was it serious?" Ray asked very concerned. "Should I call someone?" He continued to probe as You all piled into the elevator.

"In the car Ray." Egon answered patting his shoulder. "In the car."

#egon spengler x reader #egon spengler #ghostbusters egon #ghostbusters fanfiction #ghostbusters imagine #egon x reader #egon #ghosbusters x reader #oneshot #x reader #reader insert #fluff #ghostbusters #fem reader

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egonspenglerishot · 9 days

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Hello! I’ve been going down an Egon rabbit hole lately and have some ideas!

Love if you could do it, xx

*slow blinks* why have i never thought about this-

“How can you just…stand there?”

(Please forgive me this is going to be short because I’m also working on the first chapter of my ghostbusters story)

You hummed as you stood outside the library leaning on the Ecto 1s bonnet. You’d gotten a few looks, you were a female dressed in what people typically thought was a man’s uniform, a tan jumpsuit with your name patch embroidered on. You were a ghostbuster just like Ray, Egon, Winston and Peter but this call was…sensitive. Not that you couldn’t handle it more the fact the owner was picky (and super against women working along men? Strange) but you agreed to make the client happy.

A tallish guy sauntered over to you and began flirting, and being downright nosy. You just ignored him and pretended to be interested in the P.K.E meter in your hand. Making sure it was working. The dude tried taking it off of you which you slapped his hand with it to ward him off.

He growled at you and started yelling that women like you would never get a man, or a husband, this didn’t effect you in the slightest, you already had egon why would you want another man? Just as you looked up the boys were coming out holding two traps. You pushed yourself off the bonnet and walked to the boot of the Ecto 1 opening it for the traps and your harasser still hadn’t left you alone.

Egon jogged over, surprised you were so calm and stood beside you “New friend?” He asked and you rolled your eyes and chuckled “new jackass to deal with” the man looked at you and scowled as he started spurting more stuff, only to drop dead silent when Ray, Winston and Peter reached the car with the traps. You looked at him and gave him a blank dead stare “leave. Or I’ll call the cops” this coupled with the others dead staring him was enough to make him run off.

As you got into the backseat of the Ecto 1 Egon followed sitting beside you. “How could you keep so calm?” Winston asked and looked at you. His face was a picture and you nearly laughed. You shrugged and stretched yawing tiredly. He shook it off and Ray drove back to the firehouse where the ghosts were put into storage and you headed to the showers to finally decompress and headed to bed.

#ghostbusters angst #ghostbusters peter venkman #ghostbusters x reader #ghostbusters ray stantz #ghostbusters two #ghostbusters ray #ghostbusters egon #ghostbusters

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fandomsoda · 2 months

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Can we have some random lil' facts abt my fav boy pastelgoth!dream plz? I wanna draw 'im so bady but idk what exactly put there amchwkfjks

Sorry for getting their pronouns mistaken btw, I thought I saw a "female!dream" on the tags of his desing smh–

-Brazilian Annon

Sure! And yeah, I did originally have him tagged as fem!Dream simply due to the fact that he uses a female ecto, but I removed those in order to avoid confusion. Btw I’m so sorry that this stook me several days, I’ve been busy-

A few tidbits about them!:

-He acts more blank and aloof than the OG Dream, but he is no less kind! Just slightly sarcastic. -A total phone-starer, if nothing is happening and they’re standing idle, they are on their phone. -Overcomplicated drink orders, but he often feels bad about it and is incredibly patient with baristas -Upon befriending them you will immediately receive an info-dump on his favorite bands/artists, he takes the music side of being goth very seriously. -He was actually super preppy in the past, but damn do things change- -Heavy interest in fashion and clothes making, aspires to design something one day -While not necessarily taking it super seriously, he is very much into astrology -they’re a pan demiboy! -unlike canon Dream, he’s actually rather fond of owls

that’s as many as I can think of right now! Here, have a little doodle I did for ya since you seem to like them so much :3

#soda answers #oc factoids and asks #pastel goth!dream sans #alt sanses my beloveds #tw ecto body #<- incredibly minor but still #ask art #soda’s doodles #brazilian anon

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spenglerssweetheart · 1 year

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How about the reader(perhaps female or gn) having strong arms, helping Ray picking up heavy equipment here and there, unaware of Egon's impressed gaze, silently going "AWOOGA!" on his head XD

It'd funny seeing Egon simp on the reader the way we simp for him.

Idk why this req made me really excited and AHHH !

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Woah

Pairing- Egon Spengler x Fem! Reader.

Description- as above in request.

Warnings- None ? (If I miss anything pls let me know!!)

Busy days at headquarters we’re almost never great. With things always happening one way or another. Today was going good so far as they haven’t really had any major calls. Only Ray was busy moving things in and out of headquarters.

“Move it right there, that should be good” Ray said as he instructed Y/n, an old friend of his. He had gotten more things for everyone, some to make modifications to the ecto-1 and to add stuff into the lab. “Is right here good?” Y/n asked as she picked up another heavy box full of things. “Ah- Actually move that one right here, sorry Y/n” Ray replied as he helped Y/n.

Coming down the stairs were Peter and Janine, seeing the girl lifting the boxes and such. Glancing at each other, they continued down the steps before she turned to see them. A small huff leaving her lips as she recognized Peter. “Hi Pete” She smiled and he looked confused “I’m sorry, do I know you?” He responded as he pointed to himself. “Dorky freshman in your college class?” She replied as she placed her hands on her hips.

“Y/n? I didn’t recognize you, I thought you moved out of state” “I did but I decided to come back, and I’d hug you but I’m all sweaty” she grinned as he had started to move towards her. Ray only watched with a smile before clearing his throat. “I should get back to uh helping, but we should catch up later” Y/n trailed off before turning back to Ray, helping him pick up a large box.

Janine turned to Peter “Who’s she?” She asked with curiosity as she eyes the girl up and down. “An old college friend of mine and Ray’s. Why, you jealous?” He teased as Janine gave him a blank stare “I mean, She could be some great help around here, since you promised me you’d hire more help” “I’ll think about it” Peter responded to Janine before walking back into his office, only peeking out at times to catch a look at Y/n.

Hearing the commotion, Winston and Egon come down from their designated spaces as they looked around for the source, stopping place when a dark curly haired girl passed in front of them in a blur. Looking over to Ray, they saw he was talking to said girl. Winston simply shrugged and went back to where he was, Egon on the other hand couldn’t help but stare.

With the way Y/n looked as she talked to Ray about whatever it was they were talking about. The way her curls were coming loose from the ponytail she had, to the way the sweat glistened on her skin as small muscles tensed here and there. Egon couldn’t help but stare, he was attracted but he couldn’t talk to her. She probably already had a boyfriend, or was possibly dating Ray already.

Blinking rapidly, Egon snapped out of his daze once he really she was directed his way with a slight grin. “ ‘Scuse me, I’m so sorry” She said she passed Egon, going to pick up a really heavy part, acting as if it was the lightest thing in the world. Feeling his cheeks heat up, he moved back a bit as he watched her carry the part to Ray, staring once again.

This time he couldn’t help but notice that the sleeves to her t-shirt had been cut out and cropped while there were some slight rips in her jeans. As she walked past once more he noticed way her muscles flexed when she walked and continued holding the part with such ease. (sleeper build go crazy).

Watching as she set the part down, he saw how her t-shirt had lifted once she stood, showing off her abs, still not out of his daze. With a small cough, Peter was now beside Egon with a smug smirk on his face as he glanced between the Y/n and Egon.

“Whatcha starin’ at Egon?” Peter asked with that leading tone. Clearing his throat, Egon glanced at the ground before at Peter “Nothing Peter. Nothing at all” “you’re such a terrible liar, y’know that?” He laughed as he patted his shoulder. “You should go talk to her, she seems nice” Peter told Egon before he walked away.

Glancing back, he noticed Y/n and Ray were gone. He sighed with a little disappointment as he made his way back up the stairs and into the lab where he was working before. Meanwhile, Y/n and Ray had gone outside to smoke a cigarette. Standing against the wall, y/n looked around her. “It’s still so odd to be in New York” she huffed as she looked over at Ray who was also looking around.

“I forget you aren’t from here. We’ll do you like it so far?” Ray asked her as he passed her the cigarette, watching as she placed it between her lips. “It’s alright, but it’s not like where I grew up. Like the country was so much more simpler than the city” Y/n replied, blowing out the smoke she inhaled.

“I get it. After this, you wanna get inside and shower, you are a mess and I know how you get” Ray grinned as he got the cigarette back. “Oh I would kill for a shower right now. Do you remember where I left my backpack, I swear I bought an extra pair of clothes.” She asked as she began heading inside to look for her bag.

Following her in, she had found it before Ray began to lead her up to the showers, passing the lab that Egon had so happened to not be in. As Ray had gotten ahead of Y/n, he gently knocked on the closed bathroom door. They waited for a bit as Ray had heard a bit of movement in the bathroom before the door had opened slightly fast.

Clearing his throat, Egon glanced at Ray before seeing Y/n right beside him looking around. Catching side of her, his face quickly became flushed as he stepped aside so they could enter, only it was Y/n entering as he had become so flushed in the moment, Ray had began to walk away. “My apologies” Egon exclaimed before he rushed off to the lab once more.

Y/n could only laugh quietly. She had that kind of affect on people, but she never really noticed till now. Before she made her way into the bathroom, she thought for a moment before making her way in and setting her things down. Undressing rather quickly, she turned on the shower, before getting in. Spending her time thinking as she showered.

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After her shower, she exited the bathroom fully dressed with the towel around her neck as she had been drying her hair that way. As she walked out of the bathroom, she looked around with curiosity before going in the direction she came from, passing the lab. Poking her head in she didn’t see anyone before she continued going down the stairs, stopping once she heard a few voices. Only two being familiar, the other three she didn’t know.

“All I’m saying is, she could be some great help around her. Plus it would be nice to have another girl around here” A feminine voice said. Sitting down to listen, she was quiet with her movement being extra careful. “With another thing I should add, Egon things our good friend Y/n here is attractive and he could have a potential crush. Maybe I could set them up, or should I keep her to myself” She heard, Peter.

Rolling her eyes she sat back and listened. “I don’t know guys, she just moved down here. I’d have to talk to her. She was literally here just to help me move these things for you guys, because I knew some of you would be busy or flat out wouldn’t. Just let me talk to her and we’ll see” She heard Ray explain before more footsteps going around.

Standing up, she had seen the same white coat from earlier coming up the stairs. continuing to go down and act like she didn’t see him, she accidentally bumped shoulders with him. “Oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there” She exclaimed as she felt his large hands on her arms, guessing to hold her so that she wouldn’t fall.

“Are you alright? I apologize” Egon said, looking anywhere at her before realizing the hold that he had on her. If it was possible, his face and ears had warmed up even more than usual before he had let go, making a small laugh leave Y/n’s Lips. “I Uh never got caught your name dear” Y/n said softly as she held her arm out to shake. “It’s okay I don’t bite” She grinned before Egon took her hand.

“I’m Egon…Egon Spengler” He replied slowly, still rather nervous about her. She could only smile at how he was reacting, she thought it was cute. “I’m Y/n L/n, I uh grew up with Ray and went to university with Peter.” She explained. Though it may not show she was actually really nervous, but she was able to make it seem like she was perfectly fine.

“Makes sense as to why the guys made such a fuss about you being here” Egon explained, finally looking down at Y/n. With a quirk of her brow, she grinned and tilted her head. “How big a fuss did they make?” She asked as he began leading her up to the lab. “Quite a huge one, I thought they were going to throw a big party”

“Glad they didn’t.” She responded, looking around once again. “Why? Do you hate them?” He asked out of sheer curiosity. “I loathe them. I don’t see the reason to y’know throw a big thing for something so little. I prefer being alone reading or painting or something “ she explained before realizing she was over sharing.

“Sorry, I tend to talk on and on and I don’t realize until I’m done” she apologized as he had led her into the lab. “Woah” She gleamed as she looked around the lab. Seeing all kinds of funguses and studies, she walked around, looking closely at the jars Egon had organized. He was genuinely impressed, with a slight raise of his brows and the little parting of his lips, he watched her movements carefully as she had stopped at an unmarked jar, watching as her eyebrows furrowed and her lips formed a thin line.

“What’s this one?” She asked as she looked over, her finger gently tapping the glass. “I hav- I haven’t named it or at least figured it out yet” He stuttered out after being caught staring. “It’s lovely, is it safe?” She asked, Egon now walking over to stand beside her “I only logged the growth and such, I’ve never really taking the risks to take them out unless really necessary” He concluded

“Makes sense” she agreed, her eyes never leaving the glass jar. She was fascinated by its beauty and Egon just so happened to be fascinated by her. Maybe they have a few things in common after all.

I seriously wasn’t sure if I should add more or not but it’s been like three weeks and I’ve been adding little by little. I’m scared I’m gonna get hit with writers block because of how busy I been. I swear my lovelies I am not ignoring requests, things take time.

I hope you lovies enjoyed reading and hope to read some more. I hope you have a great morning/afternoon/evening. I love you! Bye!

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