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ms-ship · 9 days
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In Ghostbusters 2 (deleted scene, of course), the guys were committed to a psych ward courtesy of the mayor.
Peter going along with the one of the patients about the French poodle is nothing short of hilarious 😂
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wannabemylover · 7 months
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rewatching the first episode of Hannibal and holy shit I forgot how good this is but it's actually insane that Brian fuller set up the ep like this, he introduces will and Hannibal by first briefly showing them at their core, at the darkest, most vile part of them---we get a glimpse behind the curtain---and then its gone, the curtain is snapped shut and we see their masks, their human suits.
Will empathizes with killers because he likes it, and he wants to kill but he refuses to give into the urge because he knows how much he'll like it and he won't be able to stop. So he lives vicariously through other killers, satisfying his own dark urge by feeding it little morsels of secondhand blood lust. Every crime scene he works gives the urge something that satisfies it, not enough for it to grow, but enough for it be sate. Enough that he can ignore it for long enough that he can walk around and be Professor Will Graham who is Weird, Brash, and Non-sociable.
And Hannibal is a cannibal at night and a psychiatrist by morning.
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Ray in the new Frozen Empire trailer
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silver-embersss · 2 months
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these men are so silly goofy they have stolen my whole heart...
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gallwithapall · 6 months
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HOLY FUCK GUYS THEYRE BACK!!!!!!! MY FUCKING BABIES ARE BACK
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SOBBING SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP
THEY'VE UNLEASHED A BEAST IN ME GOD
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toriisasimp · 21 days
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Chapter 1 of ?: Just Ask
An Egon Spengler x fem!reader Mini Series
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Prompt: Yet another Ghostbusters press event is nearing, and once the secret is spilled of a certain scientist who wants to take you as a date, you decide to investigate for yourself.
Warnings: None!
A/N: First chapter of a mini series I’m working on. Not sure if it’s actually going to be a mini series or a full fic, but we’ll see! Egon and reader have already kind of been flirting with each other. You’ve also been working at the firehouse for a few months now. Enjoy! <3
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It was nearing dinner time, and Janine had clocked out early for a date with Louis. You bid her goodnight with a warm smile and wave, and settled yourself behind the receptionist desk, propping up your feet and opening up one of the books you sneaked from Egon’s collection in the lab.
Finally, some peace and quiet..
You hear your name shouted by Peter, who comes stomping down the staircase with Ray hot on his tail.
“Go cool your boyfriend! He won’t listen to us!”
“..He’s not my boyfriend, Venkman.” You specify blankly, only briefly peeking over the top of your book to eye him coming around the corner and walking up to the desk.
“It sure seems like he thinks so.” Ray pipes up, folding his arms.
“What did you guys do to upset him now?” You flip the page, ignoring Ray’s comment.
“We didn’t do anything. He’s just throwing one of those dramatic fits of his where he shuts completely down and doesn’t speak to anyone, other than snapping at Ray for eating all the Cheez-Its.”
“Valid reason to be upset.” You shrug it off. You and Egon are both extremely territorial over your snacks. So much so that you end up labeling them with a permanent marker so the other boys know what they can and can’t touch.
“Not the point. The point is, you need to go up there and work your..” Venkman wiggles his fingers. “Womanly magic to get him to break. It’s getting annoying.”
“What? Not having him correct your incorrect scientific so-called ‘knowledge’,” you throw up some air quotes, “That you just spew out on a whim is annoying?”
“YES.” Ray and Peter both speak at the same time.
You huff and slide the bookmark back into your book before shutting it, pulling your legs off the desk and setting the book down before you rise up.
“It could be that he’s upset because of the gala.” Ray murmurs, more in Peter’s direction.
You pause halfway to the steps, turning your head back around.
“What gala?”
The two of them look at you like they’re a deer in the headlights.
“Whoops.” Ray grits his teeth.
“The gala at the Museum of Natural History? The one you guys got invited to? What about it?”
“You see, he was going to-” Peter starts talking, before Ray sends a fist to his gut from the side.
“Peter!”
“What?” He throws his hands up. “She’s gonna find out soon enough!”
Ray rolls his eyes and grumbles, looking away as Peter rubs the spot on his stomach before continuing.
“He was going to,” His voice lowered a few notches. “He was going to ask you to be his date. But I’m convinced he’s having some emotional conflict and mood swings because he doesn’t think you want to go with him.”
You stand there, in slight shock. “He told you this?” You perk a brow.
“He tells us a lot, kid.” Ray speaks up again, folding his arms once more and leaning against the desk with a slight tilt of his head.
“Of course, ‘bro-code’ or whatever. I get it. I’ll ask him about it-”
“NO!” They both stand swiftly.
“Why?” You stop again, at the bottom of the steps.
“That man will literally, and I mean literally, have our heads if he finds out we told you about that.” Peter pleads.
You go back and forth glaring at both of them, rolling your eyes before sighing.
“Fine, fine. I won’t ask about it.” You slowly start making your way up the steps to the next floor. “But please, give us some privacy. Do not eavesdrop.”
“That’s the spirit, go rub one out for your man!” Peter whoops, and you shake your head.
“You’re disgusting, Venkman.”
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At the top of the steps, the soft music from a boombox on the kitchen table grows louder, and you spot Egon, with his back facing you. He’s at the corner workbench, hunched over a microscope.
You slowly approach, tugging your shirt sleeves over your hands and folding your arms. You admire him for a moment, how he’s so focused, his hands subtly turning the knobs of the machine to scope in on the slide he’s examining.
“Spengler,” You speak up, and Egon doesn’t even jump, he just murmurs your name in acknowledgement as he stays put in his hunched position.
“Are you doing alright?” You walk up to the bench, leaning against the corner, tilting your head slightly.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be alright?” He speaks again, finally rising up and turning to scribble down some notes in a nearby open notebook.
“Just checking in..” You murmured defensively, approaching even further to stand next to him. “What are you working on?”
“Logging ectoplasm samples,” He turns back from the notebook, catching your gaze for a short moment before hunching back down over the microscope. “Could you help me put them into the system?”
Egon knows how much you genuinely enjoy assisting him in the lab, and you’ve told him to always ask if he wants help.. Or just wants some company.
“Can I see it first?” You motion to the microscope.
“Sure.” He nods, stepping back and giving you space to see the slide for yourself.
You step up to the microscope, squinting one eye so you can see into the scope. The plasm is moving on the slide, the cells wiggling ever so slightly. You stand alone for a moment, before you feel Egon’s hand come to gently rest on your waist.
“What can you see?” He asks, a bit softer.
“Well, it looks like it’s doing a little dance!” You giggle, still intrigued by the slime.
“It’s Psychomagnotheric, which means it responds to human emotional states around it. Positive and negative.”
“You must be pissed or something, cause it’s moving a lot-”
“Aaaand that’s enough of that.” You feel both of his hands on your waist now, pulling you back from the microscope.
“Maan, I was just kidding!” You pout, throwing your hands up and laughing.
“Grab the computer, please.” He shoos you away, and you put a hand up, shaking your head before you spin around and snatch the chunky laptop off the workbench across from you, turning and sliding into one of the swivel chairs at the table before opening the laptop. Egon slides over his open notebook, full of listings and observations of the slime you had looked at.
You immediately get to work putting in the notes into the logging system. You feel an itch in your head to bring up the gala.
“I heard that gala at the museum is in a few days. Are you going?” You ask. Start vague.
Egon freezes at the microscope, rising up to look at you.
“Are you?” He asks in return, not answering your question.
“That depends, are you?” You shoot back, perking a brow and pausing your typing.
You swear you see a slight tint of pink on Egon’s cheeks, as he shifts and leans against the workbench.
“I’ll go if you go.” He states as casually as possible, even though his discomfort is visible.
“I was gonna go if you went.” You shrug, trying to making it as relaxed as possible.
“We could go together.” He adds, his eyes not leaving yours.
You glance down at the computer for a brief moment before looking back up at him, taking your turn for the heat to creep up to your cheeks. You silently nod.
“Are you going to wear a tux?” You ask before your brain can stop you.
Egon tilts his head, a subtle smirk playing at his lips.
“Why? Does it matter to you?”
“No, no! I’m just.. curious. If it’s black tie, then I’m just.. just curious!”
“Curious.. right. Well, I don’t go to many social events, but perhaps I’ll make an exception and see what I can find.” He keeps his eyes on you, folding his arms across his chest- the smirk still stamped to his face.
An exception?
You nod. “Sounds good. We’ll go together.” You state again, setting it in stone- sending him a smirk of your own before looking back down at the computer, returning back to your work.
Egon eyes you for a few more seconds, noticing how the light of the desk lamp hit your face.. Jesus.
He quickly turned back to the microscope before he could get caught gawking over you, returning to the task at hand as well.
Both of you continued your work, and you were first to call it a night- around 2 AM. Egon’s hand brushed over yours as you handed him back his notebook, and he bid you goodnight- watching you walk away and disappear into the sleeping quarters.
Little did you know, he was sharing your same thoughts that night- imagining what the other was going to look like at the gala. But another thought teased your mind as you fell asleep.
If the slime reacted to positive and negative emotions from humans..
What else would it react to?
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<3
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boysborntodie · 3 months
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When I say I ship Jally, I don’t mean they have to be romantically involved. To me, they’re each other’s person(tm). They’re truly in love, and it doesn’t matter if itself romantic or platonic or anything. They’re just everything to each other<333
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emrlden · 10 months
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teeheee new show to adore and make art for!
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bubblegumflavor · 4 months
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I'm fine =)
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ms-ship · 9 days
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This deleted scene is such a mood after a long day of work
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tallassloser537 · 21 days
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Some art i did for @fictionalcharactergraveyard’s fic!
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“Birthday Blues” on AO3 is really good!
link here
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svulkcreature · 8 days
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haha Dallas Winston isn't that hot idk what ur talking about
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viivdle · 2 months
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cardan after stealing jude's ring to marry her with it days later:
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ignivv · 10 months
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I turned 19 few days ago ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬
I do not have a will to finish hands. (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง
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fellsoleander · 3 months
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BTW. thinking about winston rebuilding the continental post jw4. it won't be the same as the old one, of course, and some things- and some people- are irreplaceable. but he picks through the rubble of his former home anyway, clearing away ash and rubble and smoothing away bullet holes. he visits charon and john's graves often and tells them how he is rebuilding their home.
when it is complete, he sits at the bar and leaves two glasses out.
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gallwithapall · 3 months
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YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FERAL I AM AND HOW FERAL IM ABOUT TO BE WHEN THIS FILM COMES OUT
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DAN 😭😭😭
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