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multifandomfanficss · 28 days

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Never Listen To Venkman

Egon Spengler x Reader

(With platonic!Peter Venkman)

Prompt: When you and Peter are left alone to experiment with a suspicious, blue, viscous slime, things go south and Egon comes home to you having a paranormal induced panic attack.

Warnings: panic attacks, autistic meltdowns, sensory issues, detailed descriptions of sensory issues, feeling uncomfortable in one’s own skin.

A/N: Back in my Ghostbusters era. It is contractually obligated that I must re-obsess every time a new movie comes out. I’ve loved Egon since I was a little kid. I can’t believe I’ve never written for him. The italics are flashbacks. This is crossposted on my AO3 adriansglasses.

The reader is intended to be autistic, but can be read any way you’d like. Anyone is allowed to relate and see themselves in the reader wether they’re autistic or not!

You were sitting at your desk with in your small shared lab with Egon in the firehouse when you heard footsteps. You thought you had been home alone until Peter walked in.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were going on a double date with Winston while Ray and Egon were at the movie.” You questioned him, putting down your pen. You had been taking notes on a new kind of slime the boys had found. It was different from the other slime they’d found last month when Vigo was trying to take over. While Vigo’s slime was pink in color, this slime was blue and had a more viscous consistency.

“Oscar had a fever, so Dana and I decided to cancel. She thinks he’s getting his first tooth.” Peter smiles. Despite the jokes he’s made and the amount of times he’s said he was nowhere near ready to be a father, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t happy being back with Dana again and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t love Oscar just as much as he loved her.

“Did Winston still go?” You ask.

“Oh, yeah. He’s probably back in her apartment with the bed rocking as we speak. No way he’s coming home tonight.” Peter laughed at his own joke as you cringe.

“You’re disgusting.” You roll your eyes.

“What are you up to tonight? Got a hot date with a slime? Not too different from your usual dating life.” He chuckles.

“You’re such a dick, Venkman. I figured while everybody was out tonight I’d try to find out SOMETHING about this new slime. Egon and I have been studying it for two days and we have literally nothing.” You gesture to the blue goo on your desk.

“Do you need help?” He asks.

“Are you offering to help me on your night off?” You ask, shocked.

“I’ve got nothing better to do.” Peter shrugs.

“Are you gonna take it seriously?” You hesitate.

“I’m always serious!” Peter bluffs. Peter was never serious. Egon was always serious. His bluntness and black and white thinking had always been a comfort to you. He wasn’t some puzzle you had to figure out. He just was. Being with him wasn’t a guessing game the same way it was with Peter.

“Somehow that’s hard to believe, but I could really use your expertise in parapsychology, so I’ll say yes.” You sigh. You know this probably isn’t the best idea, but Peter knows more about this topic than you do. You’d be stupid to reject his help.

“If you’ll be the subject, I’ll run the experiment.” He says, taking out the helmet with wires.

“Okay.” You agree. Once the helmet is on you should be connected to a series of machines able to read the energy of your emotions, as well as the slime itself, giving you a more direct connection without touching. Peter starts asking you a series of questions, trying to draw different emotional responses.

“Think of a time when you were happy, really happy.” He prompts. Your mind, wandered around the room, trying to think of something, when your eyes landed on Egon’s book sitting on his desk.

It made you think of the first time you realized you had deep feelings for him. While you’d always thought he was attractive, you realized your feelings were deeper than you thought, far beyond a harmless little crush, one day when he let you borrow his book. As you read his notes in the margins you were able to analyze things like him, see the world through his eyes. You saw how his brain connected and processed things. You always liked the person he’d shown you, but writing in the margins is different. When you take notes in a book, you’re not putting on a mask for people to see. Notes in the margins are just for you. There’re your unfiltered thoughts. Seeing who Egon was when nobody was watching was different. He was funny, smart, deep, curious, not as confident as he pretended to be; he didn’t censor himself in his books. He wasn’t quiet in his books. Reading his margins felt intimate.

“You’re thinking about Spengler, aren’t you?” Venkman teases.

“Why would you say that?” You look at him, embarrassed.

“Because you’re in loooooove!” Peter mocks.

“Can we change the subject?” You practically beg.

“Think of a moment where you were uncomfortable.” Peter prompts.

“This conversation.” You fiddle with your fingers.

“No, really. I wanna see how it reacts to discomfort.”

“Fine.” You sigh. You think back to one of your many lab accidents. Working in a lab with sensory issues is never easy and that was something you and Egon both struggled with.

You think back to the day when you superglued your fingers shut by accident. You got them apart, but you couldn’t get the the residue off. You started to hyperventilate, on the verge of tears. You wanted to hit your hands on things, but you knew that wouldn’t help. You couldn’t peel off the glue without peeling off your skin.

“What’s wrong?” Egon looked at you puzzled, and a bit worried.

“Superglue! I- I- I can’t get it off!” You shake your hands, violently, your whole body is tensed up.

Egon quickly takes a bottle out from his desk drawer and runs over to you. He grabs your hands.

“Look at me, (Y/N). It’s okay. I’ll take off all the residue.” He promises, giving you a soft smile. Despite not liking seeing you in such discomfort, he forces the smile to help calm you down. He begins to massage the liquid from the bottle onto your fingers with a rag.

“See, it’s okay. It’s coming off.” He continues to speak softly, calming you.

“What is that stuff?” You ask.

“I wish I could say it’s some sort of fancy, scientific, protective disinfectant, but as it so happens it’s only nail polish remover.” You both chuckle quietly. “Janine gave it to me the last time I got superglue on something and couldn’t get it off.” He smiles down at your hands, still focused on getting the last little bit off.

“This slime is so different from the mood slime. I thought I saw it let go of a bubble, but it’s mostly doing nothing. I think it might be dead. I think it might be time to bury it in the backyard.” Peter begins to fake sob.

“Knock it off.” You laugh. “What backyard? This is Manhattan!”

“You should try touching it.” Peter suggests.

“Egon, said I should under no circumstances touch it directly, especially while he’s not here.” You inform him.

“Well Egon, is being overprotective. Nothing bad happened when everyone else touched the pink slime and I accidentally ate green slime once.” Venkman says.

“What do you mean accidentally?” You ask.

“It was our first mission. Slimer ran through me. It was a whole thing. I think you should touch it… You might be able to figure out what it is before Spengler gets back…” He tries to change your mind.

“You’re sure there were no serious side effects from touching the other slimes?” You ask, hesitantly. Egon would be annoyed if he found out you went against his pleas to keep your hands away from the plasma, but you wanted to impress him.

“Nothing serious. I grew an extra pinky, but they cut it off.” He jokes.

“Haha, very funny, Venkman.” You roll your eyes.

“Fine.” You sigh, taking a deep breath before plunging your hand into the blue viscous goo. “Oh…This is literally fine.” You feel no effect, but when your heart rate picks up you realize you spoke too soon. You fall onto the floor, knocking over the slime. You feel like your heart is racing, like it could beat out of your chest and you can’t suck enough air into your lungs. You’re terrified.

“(Y/N)!” Peter yells, rushing to the floor to help you. He tries to touch the the hand not covered in blue slime, but you push him away, sobbing. You don’t want him anywhere near you. You’re slipping away from reality into a deep state of panic and paranoia.

“Please! No!” You sob. It’s the only thing you can manage to get out. You barley recognize Peter anymore. He doesn’t feel like a friend. He feels like a threat.

“Honestly, the movie was quite terrible. Ray stopped for a 99 cent pizza on the corner. What did you- (Y/N)?!” Egon speaks as he enters the room, cutting himself off when he notices you’re in distress.

“Pete, what happened?!” Egon questions once he sees Venkman.

“We were doing an experiment and they touched the goo and they just started freaking out. They won’t let me near them.” Peter tells him, obviously shaken. You hear the two men, but you don’t process them. It’s like you’re underwater.

“This is different from their usual sensory issues. I think they’re having a panic attack.” Egon kneels in front of you. “(Y/N), you’re okay. You’re safe. You’re in the firehouse. I’m here.” He tells you slowly.

“I- I can’t breathe!” You gasp for air.

“Your lungs are expanding and contracting at a rate too fast for your body to intake oxygen. I need you to try to breathe slow and deep with me. In…and out. Nice and slow.” He prompts. “Peter, I need latex gloves and towels.” Venkman could have made multiple jokes about Egon’s command, but looking at you this way made him uneasy. It wasn’t the right time. After being handed the gloves, Egon slipped them on and got to work cleaning off your slime covered arm. You begin to sob, overwhelmed by the feeling of the slime, the latex gloves, and the towel. It was difficult to handle on top of your panic attack. “Peter, we need to get them into the decontamination shower.”

“No!” You gasp between sobs.

“Come, on. I’ll go with you. We can get all the plasma off of you.” Egon speaks softly, but with a gentle urgency, as he tries to coax you to the shower. You shake your head no. “Are you against touch right now?” He asks.

“They did not like when I touched them.” Venkman warns.

“Only you-“ You break out in a sob. It doesn’t even cross your mind that you may be offending Peter by only wanting Egon. Luckily he’s not offended. Egon begins to take off his glove to provide skin to skin contact on the arm not drenched in slime in an effort to comfort you.

“Aren’t you worried about getting that stuff on you?” Venkman questions, worried Egon will shutdown like you.

“I’m getting in the decontamination shower anyway.” Egon shrugs, turning to you. He takes your hand in his, softly rubbing the top with his thumb.

“But- but your clothes will get all wet!” You sob. You knew Egon had his own sensory issues. You’d often have to help him when his long sleeves would get wet during experiments. It would drive him crazy. He avoided puddles like the plague and always had an umbrella nearby.

“Try not to worry about me right now. I just want you to focus on your breathing. I can always change my clothes.” He smiles. While it hurts him to see you so distressed, he was happy to know you cared about his comfort. “Let’s go shower. You can’t leave all that slime on you. I believe it’s worsening your mental state.” You nod, still crying.

“I’ll get them under the shower, I’ll need you to turn it on. Make sure not to touch the slime. I got a minuscule amount on my finger and it’s making me rather anxious. I can only imagine what this amount is doing to them.” Egon tells Peter. He helps you to stand, walking your trembling form over to the shower. “There we go. Just a few more steps. You’re doing wonderfully, (Y/N).” Egon softly attempts to comfort you.

Once you’re under the shower head, Venkman turns it on. Both you and Egon jolt at the sudden water pressure. He tightens both his jaw and his grip on you, holding his eyes shut tight. He can’t stand the feeling of his wet clothes against his body, but he’s brave for you. Once adjusted to the water, Egon begins to wash the slime off your body with care. Peter leaves to go upstairs and get you some towels. You feel the panic and paranoia start to leave your body. Despite still being incredibly anxious, you were starting to phase out of your slime induced panic attack. You lean against Egon, struggling to hold your own body weight. Maybe you’ll be more embarrassed tomorrow, but right now you just needed to be held. You were craving pressure on your body. You felt as if you would float off the ground if you weren’t held down. Egon wraps his arms around you, bringing you closer. He places a kiss on your forehead before placing his chin on top of your head. You snuggled into his chest, finding his pulse. You didn’t have the time or the bandwidth in your brain to think about what the kiss meant. You just wanted to be close to him.

“You’re okay, (Y/N). You’re safe.” Egon tells you. You’re not sure if it’s for your benefit or his. It’s for both, really.

You’re quiet for most of the night, unable to bring yourself to speak. Egon doesn’t mind. He thinks a verbal shutdown is more than understandable after the night you’ve had. After the shower, you follow Egon around the fire station. You don’t want to be alone right now. He doesn’t mind. He puts out some of his clothes for you to wear; pajama pants and one of his soft sweaters. He goes to leave the room for you to change, but you stop him.

“Can- can we just like? Turn around?” You ask. “I’m sorry. If you’re uncomfortable, that’s okay. I just really don’t wanna be alone right now.” You voice is hoarse from crying.

“Of course.” He smiles, turning around.

“I’m decent.” He informs you after a minute of rustling.

“Me too.” You tell him and you both turn around.

“I’m sorry.” You tell him, near tears again. You feel awful for how tonight went. This was supposed to be the boys’ day off. Egon gives you a sad look.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You were just trying to help. Venkman told me he put you up to it anyway.” Egon sighs.

“I probably shouldn’t have listened to him.” You let out a sad chuckle, one tear slipping past you, down your cheek. You wipe it quickly.

“Never listen to Venkman.” Egon gives a sad laugh.

“At least we figured out what the slime does… Egon, can I ask you a question?” You hesitate.

“Well, you just did, but yes.” He smiles, joking to lighten the mood. You smile at him.

“Why did you do all that? You took off your gloves, putting yourself at risk and then you put yourself through sensory hell just to get me cleaned up.” You question him.

“Isn’t it obvious? (Y/N), I care about you.” You look at him, thinking about the tone in his words. You can’t quite decipher it, but there’s something else there. Is it possible he could feel the same way about you that you feel about him? “You should get some sleep.” He interrupts your thoughts. “If you’d rather not be alone, you may sleep in my room tonight. I would find it beneficial to monitor you overnight to watch for long lasting effects, anyway.” He adds.

“Only if that’s okay with you.” You hesitate.

“Of course it’s okay with me. I just suggested it.” He smiles.

Once you’re settled into bed, Egon turns off the lights and climbs in next to you.

“Egon, I’m still anxious.” You blurt out into the dark.

“Do you need pressure?” He asks.

“Yes.” You say, hoping he doesn’t mind. He doesn’t seem to mind, as he scoops you into his arms. You cuddle into his chest, surrounded by him, surrounded by safety. You know this should be weird, but it doesn’t feel weird. As Egon kisses the top of your forehead again, bidding you goodnight, you wonder what this all means. You wonder what you are to each other. You feel you’ve crossed the line as friends, but you’re too tired and too awkward and too anxious to talk about labels. You and Egon never quite fit into boxes as people anyway. Your relationship didn’t need to either. Whatever this was between you was comforting. It was safe and it was going to help you sleep tonight.

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mimicben · 1 month

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Been binging the real ghostbusters cartoon while doing uni work recently- its alot of fun XDD

meme image this based on lol

#my art tag #real ghostbusters #the real ghostbusters #trg #psychphys #egon spengler #peter venkman #ghostbusters #spenkman #vengler #??#do these two hve a ship name orrrr :')#egon spengler x peter venkman #peter venkman x egon spengler #ghostbusters cartoon #TRG #RGB #egon x peter #Egon/peter

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bella-goths-wife · 3 days

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Ghostbusters x ghost reader

Warnings: mentions of death, obsessive behaviour, non canon events, descriptions of traps being painful, ghost stuff

You had no idea what happened

One minute you were alive, and the next you were dead

But it wasn’t the death you were promised

You were given your body, but your skin was translucent and you felt utterly weightless

You were hysterical as you tried to ask the people surrounding you what was happening, but they ignored your presence and you quickly figured out they couldn’t see you or notice your presence

You had no clue how long you’d been dead, or how long you had roamed the streets in your Vaporised body

But you were so tragically bored

who knew that being a ghost was so mind numbingly mundane

You spent most of your days in your previous apartment with the tv on as you tried to live your life as if you were just having a day off from work, and not like you were dead and cursed to roam the world

But that only worked until the landlord cleared out your apartment so you just sat on the floor in the empty carcass that was once your home

And then some newlyweds moved in, and they were gross

You had to deal with seeing their acts of love and pda and have the realisation that that kind of love was no longer in the cards for you

So one day you got annoyed with their very loud PDA in the bedroom, and out of frustration you slammed cupboard and startled the life out of the couple

And a mischievous smirk crossed your face at the realisation that you could royally fuck someone’s day up with this

So you started off with hiding stuff, then breaking stuff until you finally got so frustrated that you screamed and accidentally revealed yourself to the couple

They called the ghostbusters the next day to report being haunted by the ghost of an early twenties female who was extremely mischievous

Winston and Ray were the first to arrive at the scene and immediately as they entered the apartment they felt a chill in their bones

You wanted to mess with them but you thought better of it as you had seen one of their adverts back before you died, you knew what they were here for and you were not about to get caught in one of those traps

So you just followed them into each of the rooms they visited and watched from over their shoulders

They had been to each of the rooms and retreated back to the living room when Peter and Egon arrived

Egon did various tests that you were careful to avoid in an attempt to fool them into thinking that you were not there

You hadn’t avoided the tests completely though, as Egon’s device showed that there was a ghostly presence but your attempts of fooling them had paid off because avoiding the device like you had gave the impression that the spiritual presence wasn’t in that apartment but someone else’s

The newlyweds were extremely frustrated with that outcome and demanded explanations for the various spiritual incidents like the coldness

To which venkman replied that they should check on their AC before stating that they were extremely busy and unless the spirit came back, the ghost busters couldn’t help

As they went to leave, you did something you weren’t sure was possible

You attached yourself to Egon as he left your apartment building, having taken you with him accidentally

And Egon accidentally took you straight to the ghostbusters headquarters

Where after you got adjusted, you wrecked havoc

You started off small by following the workers of ghostbusters around their daily routine in the headquarters

You followed Egon round in his lab, you followed Winston as he stored traps, you followed Peter around as he annoyed people in his office and you followed Ray around as he helped improve traps and washed the car

You also listened to Janine on the phone and whenever Dana would come in to visit Venkman you would follow her around as she helped keep the place in order

But that quickly got boring the routines became predictable, so you decided to throw a few wrenches in their plans

You’d mess with Egons lab equipment so that his results wouldn’t come out clearly

You’d move traps around whenever Winston went to clean them or store them until he found them in the strangest and impossible to reach sports

You’d mess with Peters papers whenever he left his office and your delete messages that someone left for him just out of spite

And you’d mess up any progress Ray made with the traps and you’d mess up anything he cleaned

It all become quite frustrating for the four men

You weren’t a violent or impulsive spirit like they had experience before, you were just mischievous and annoying

It all came to a head one night when you decided to get bold with your mischief

You had assumed that all of the ghostbusters were out for the night, but you failed to recall the recluse that was Egon Spengler

You had gotten bored so you decided to go to the radio that Janine kept on her desk and you blasted the radio as it played maneater by Daryl & Oats

You danced around in a similar fashion to Lydia from beetle juice as you raised yourself to the ceiling and danced around the room

The music had disturbed Egon as he rushed out of the lab and into the main area, where he saw you dancing

In your joy you had become visible to the human eye, and Egon could see the little minx who had been tormenting him and his friends for months on end

Egon watched for around ten minutes before you spotted him and disappearing, but not before flashing him a fox like smile

Now that Egon was aware of your existence, he decided it was time he looked into who you were

He pestered your landlord about the previous residents of your apartment and looked through the photos until he recognised you

Your landlord assumed Egon must have been an old boyfriend and insisted that he take some of your stuff since you had no family come and collect it, and Egon accepted out of peer pressure

So he brought your things back to the headquarters and looked through them

He found many things of interest to him but he noticed a dusty chess board in one of the various boxes and thought it would be a brilliant way to to establish communication

So he dusted off the chess board and set it up in his lab with a camera set up in the corner, and he waited

He made his first move and waited around five minutes before a piece from the opposite side moved in a countermove

Egon played chess with you until he eventually won, and he offered you a rematch on the condition that you communicated with him this time

And so you did, you made yourself visible to Egon and you were sporting the same fox like grin as before

Egon tried to ask questions during your second game, but you never answered past shaking and nodding your head

You had won the second round after making a few unexpected moves while Egon was distracted trying to communicate with you

Egon gathered the ghostbusters and showed them the tape before actively encouraging them to try and communicate with you whenever they noticed your mischievous presence

They all questioned why they shouldn’t just trap you and store you, but Egon quickly responded that he’d never seen a spirit with this amount of self awareness that you were a ghost, and the fact that you communicated with him was an intriguing premise as most spirits don’t communicate in favour of doing whatever they did before they died

It became somewhat of a daily occurrence for you to play chess with Egon as he encouraged you to talk and you refused

Winston was the most receptive to Egons as his frustration at your mischievous antics encouraged him to scold what looked like thin air about how hard you made his day, he may have felt foolish talking to himself but he’d do anything to try and convince you to stop hiding his traps

So he talked to an empty room as he stored a trap and almost stopped before hearing a ghostly giggle

He had turned around and saw your translucent figure actively laughing at his frustration before taking off with his trap

He practically played hide and seek with you for about an hour before he saw you leave the trap in the lab and take off with a fox like grin

That became a daily occurrence for Winston, and despite his annoyance he quite enjoyed your little games

Raymond was the next person to become more receptive to your presence as he tried to seek you out

He had noted what Egon had said about catching you dancing and that gave Ray an idea as he rewashed the car you dirtied again

He turned on the radio to his usual station of self proclaimed “groove music’ and talked to the room as he tried to encourage you to come out and listen to the music

And he was caught of guard when the radio completely turned off and for a moment he thought he had angered you

That was until the radio started again with a more pop like radio, and ray figured out that you weren’t angry but you hated his music

Ray tried to defend his music taste to your invisible presence and switch back the radio to his music but he got spooked as you came out of no where and did a quick ‘boo’

When he was distracted by the near heart attack you gave him, you switched it back to your music

Ray decided it was easier to give in rather than be spooked every time he went near the radio

After that, whenever ray was working on something he’d turn on the radio and you’d switch the music and you’d both listen together

And you’d still give him small spooks whenever you could

You bonded with Venkman months after the others and over something extremely surprising, crossword puzzles

Peter loved and hated crossword puzzles

He loved the feeling of completing one and the feeling of superiority that came from it, he hated that he could never actually finish them

So one day after your usual wreaking of havoc in his office, he sat down with a coffee and a crossword and felt extremely frustrated when he couldn’t complete it

So he sarcastically asked the prompt to what he thought was the empty room and was extremely surprised when an invisible figure plucked the pencil from his hand and answered the crossword

Peter was intrigued so he allowed your little game of him reading the prompts and you answering them until you both eventually finished it together

This made Peter much more tolerable to your presence as you two would do a crossword puzzle together whenever he had time or he felt your presence in his office

You had such a good relationship building up with each of them that they considered not trapping you and just letting you haunt the place in your own little harmless ways

But that was quickly scrapped when one day you accidentally took it too far

Dana had come to the headquarters to visit Peter and bring him coffee, and when she couldn’t find him she started wandering around looking for him

She followed the sound of music into the little garage section of the building and entered the room

You had been playing around with Ray at the time before he stepped out and when Dana came in you assumed she was Ray and gave her a little spook

This little spook however caused her to fall back and scrape her legs while the coffee spilled on her arm and gave her a small burn

You hadn’t meant to hurt her but she was so scared in that moment that she screamed

The commotion brought the four men down to her and misconstrued the scene as you purposely hurting Dana

Egon helped Dana with her injuries before sending her back home and calling a meeting

In this meeting he stated that you had become a dangerous and violent spirit and Peter quickly said that they should trap you, still raging over Dana getting hurt

They all agreed and before you knew it, they had cornered you as you clasped your hands together and pleaded for a second chance

They didn’t listen as they put you in the trap but the entire process felt like hit irons on your skin

You were eventually forced into this trap that to you looked like a jail cell from the inside before storing you with the rest of the ghosts and going on with their lives

Your afterlife was extremely mundane and painful as you were stuck in the trap for three months that felt like three years, with nothing to do and nowhere to go

The four men tried to go on with their lives but something distinct was missing

Out of routine kept accidentally doing the things that they would usually do with you and expecting you to show up

Egon would sit at the chess board and night before realising you weren’t coming and just playing a solo game of chess

Winston would set traps out for you to hide like he used to, only to find them still on the desk when he fishies counting to thirty

Ray would put his groove music on while he washed the car and waited for you to switch it over to pop, but you never came

Even Venkman, who was the most insistent on trapping you, would still accidentally read out a crossword puzzle prompt and wait for you to answer before finally realising that you weren’t there

So after three months and Dana explaining that she didn’t think you hurt her on purpose, they decided to release you from your trap

It was a relief to finally be free as you felt yourself becoming adjusted you your ghostly body again

The four ghost busters assumed that things were going to go back to the way they were, thinking that you wouldn’t be angry about the three months of entrapment

But you did remember and you were royally pissed off about it

You actively ignored all the efforts of the four men trying to contact you and you ignored all of their agologies (ray and Winston were the only ones to apologise)

You decided that they deserved to feel an inch of what you felt those painful three months

If they assumed you were dangerous and violent, you would give them dangerous and violent

Should I continue this? :)

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rig0rm0rbid · 1 month

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Tumblr GB ship posts are all either self ships, Stantzler, or JanineEgon. Fuck y'all for getting solid ship names. I got stuck with fuckass Pegon. What the actual Fuck.

"Call them something else."

Like what? Spenkman. Fuck that man what the hell. I want to bring forward a new ship name for these two asshats. PsychPhys. Like psychologists and physicists. Like their doctorates or whatever. Tired of these two bullshit options.

#ghostbusters #the real ghostbusters #egon/peter #egon x peter #peter x egon #peter/egon #ghostbusters 1984 #egon spengler #peter venkman #ghostbusters fandom #pegon #fuckass kinda name is pegon #and fucking spenkman?? kill me now #psychphys

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the-eyemunchies · 12 days

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Lil silly comic, because i need more old man yaoi

Peter thinks he is real smooth, he really thinks his autism will rizz up egon's autism

#ghostbusters 1984 #peter venkman ghostbusters #peter ghostbusters #ghostbusters #peter venkman x egon spengler #egon x peter #peter x egon #egon/peter #egon spengler #ghostbusters egon #peter/egon #pegon #peter venkman #ray stantz #winston zeddemore #pshycphis

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sardonic-the-writer · 5 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭

↳ warning: supernatural elements

↳ notes: requested by anonymous. was going to be headcanons but ended up turning into a one shot. enjoy

↳ song: ghostbusters—ray parker jr.

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This really wasn't supposed to happen.

It was supposed to be a simple job. One of the easier ones you all had gotten hired to do all month. That's what Ray had said to you as you zipped up the front of your uniform in the firehouse, and you believed him.

A customer had called in last week, sounding out of breath as they complained of a room in their house that always felt cold when they walked into it. You could practically smell the incense through the phone, and your suspicions were confirmed when you later stepped into their house.

After Peter had sarcastically made sure it wasn't just a problem with their AC unit, Janine penciled them in for an inspection a few days later, and that was that. You and the rest of the Ghostbusters went to the nearby Chinese restaurant that night and forgot all about it.

Now, you were hiding behind an overturned table as an apparition whizzed over your heads, shrieking in a language none of you could decipher.

"I thought you said this was a class one spook!" You shouted at Egon as he fumbled with a trap nearby. He shot you an irritated look through the rims of his glasses, as if to say 'what am I supposed to do', before going back to tinkering with the trap in his hand.

"Someone's gotta get out there and distract it!" Peter yelled over the noise of plates being smashes. You winced, imagining that the client wouldn't be too happy to hear that their kitchen was ransacked during the procedure. If you could even call it a procedure.

"Ray! You're up!" Winston called from his place next to you, shoving his coworker out of the hiding spot just a little.

"No way! It was my turn last time!" Ray griped. As he said that, a stray fork flew by his head, nearly missing the side of his face as he yelped and ducked further under the tables cover.

"I'll do it." You volunteered whilst reaching for the proton pack at your back. You were sure that if you looked over at that moment, you'd see Ray sending you the most grateful look you'd ever seen.

The others waited for Egon to finish preparing the trap, Peter mostly yelling at him to hurry up, as you rose from your place on the tiled kitchen floor.

The ghost turned to look at you as you let out a wolf whistle. It's hair floated wildly around its head like a crown of thorns, and you heard one of the guys from behind you gulp with difficulty.

"Hey Casper!" You grinned with what you hoped was a considerable amount of bravado. "Why don't you don't you pick on someone your own size?"

You wouldn't remember falling onto your back after the ghost charged straight at you. Nor would you remember how it slimed down into a fine mist, slipping into your mouth with a hissing noise. Bruises covering your spine would leave the evidence of a fall later on, but that was the only sign that anything had happened.

The boys watched as your eyes rolled back to reveal a milky white gaze. Peter nearly dropped the nozzle to his proton pack as you began to levitate; your chest rising and falling at a rapid rate. For a minute, it reminded him of when Gozer had possessed Dana. Although, you were his friend, not fiancé, and wearing a jumpsuit instead of a dress.

"Uh guys?"

"I'm seeing it, Winston." Ray replied without taking his eyes off of you. Wind began to pick up in the house, blowing his hair to the side as he watched you with wide eyes.

"Egon!" Peter yelled over the noise. "The trap??"

"Done!" He finally announced. "Someone hold them down!" The scientist shouted, forehead beaded with sweat as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He stood up with shaking hands, nearly dropping the trap as he stepped around the table and towards you.

Ray and Winston both grabbed your arms and legs, pulling you down from your spot in the air with a considerable amount of force. Peter attempted to push you by your chest, but was headbutted by the ghost and sent flying backwards. You, or rather the ghost occupying you, made a sound between a cackle and a scream.

"I've never wanted to punch a ghost more than I do now." Peter groaned from the floor as he hauled himself back up. He'd have to get Dana to check him for a concussion later.

"I need a stream, Venkman!" Egon stepped away from the Muon trap as if it was a live bomb. "Ray, Winston, on our count let go of them and duck!"

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Winston said as he avoided yet another kick from your boot.

The sound of an engine powering up filled the room as Peter and Egon switched on their packs, directing the end of their nozzles at you. The two men glanced at each other nervously and Egon's foot hovered over the traps pedal anxiously. You just continued to flail.

"You sure this won't hurt them?!" Ray yelled. He brought his head back a significant amount as the ghost inside of you attempted to bite at him.

"No idea!" Egon fumbled. His glasses were nearly flying off of his face with the wind, but he pushed on. "Now, Peter!"

Ray and Winston made a dive for it as two multicolored streams encased you in a bright light. The spirit inside howled with discomfort, kicking its legs in an attempt to escape.

Without warning, Egon stepped on the trap, releasing a beam that shot into the air and struck the ceiling. He knew from experience that there would be a faint singe mark left on it later, but that was the least of anyone's concerns. The client would just have to deal with it.

Taking careful measure not to bump your body into any stray debris, they guided the spirit closer and closer to the trap until its form began to separate from yours. The horrible sucking noise it made nearly coerced Egon to drop his gun to cover his ears.

One moment, you were floating in the air, speaking tongues and way too close to a piece of dangerous machinery. The next, you were laying in a pile of broken china plates as your eyes rolled back into place.

"Hey. Hey, bud, come back to us." Peter said, slapping your cheek slightly to bring you back down to earth. He had been the first to drop to the ground next to you, lifting your head up to make sure nothing had scraped it in the fall.

Ray came next from his hiding spot behind a now splintered chair, then Winston's wide eyed form, and finally Egon holding a smoking trap.

"Vitals appear to be steady." Ray said. He pulled his fingers away from the spot on your neck he had been checking, looking at the rest of them. He sighed like a ten pound weight had been lifted off his chest.

"You worry too much Stanz." Peter said, jesting. But his usual playful tone was dampened, and he didn't look up until you groaned.

"Did anyone catch the number of that bus that ran me over?" You hissed, shielding your eyes from a nonexistent bright light.

Silence.

Winston broke out into laughter first, with the rest following suit. Egon smiled as Peter giggled, and Ray was practically rolling on the floor.

"Trauma response." Egon said between baritone chuckles, only able to get one word out at a time. "Surprised this is the first time we're having one."

"Do I even have to ask what happened?" You said while pushing yourself up on your forearms. Winston just shook his head at you, and slapped you on the back.

"We'll tell you back at the firehouse, kid." He said with a shake of his head. You frowned at the nickname, but eventually let a smile crack.

The five of you sat in each other presence for a little bit, letting the laughter die down as the mood came to a stop.

"So—" Peter cleared his throat.

"—who wants to be the one that talks to the client?"

You were left sitting on the floor as they all scrambled to get out, surrounded by broken glass.

"Assholes."

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egonspenglerishot · 19 days

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i shall ask for one bc i've read the egon x reader ones and my hearts do flips every time bc i LOVE THEM !!

anyways, could i possibly have one (egon x reader ofc) where maybe they finally got their proton pack and it's actually too heavy for them and peter will NOT let them live it down because they fell due to it being so heavy so egon makes it lighter for them??

pls and thanks i love your work !! <3

Awwww he would do this tho and bonk Peter for bein mean

“I made it specifically for you”

Egon x reader

Warnings: none

Egon presented the Proton pack to you and your face was full of glee. He helped you put it on and at first it seemed great. Until you walked around with it for awhile few minutes and it grew heavy, so heavy that you fell flat in your face.

Venkman burst out laughing at you and coughed he laughed that hard “awe little baby is a light weight”

You groaned in embarrassment as Egon helped you up and out of your the proton pack. He sighed and set it on the desk shooing you and the others out. For the next week it was just Venkman teasing you that you were a lightweight or that a gust of wind would blow you over.

It bummed you out until one day Egon called you into the lab. You poked your head in and he was holding a Proton pack. You looked confused but went over and put it on. Same as last time it was okay at the beginning, and even after walking around for an hour it didn’t hurt, it wasn’t heavy.

“I made it specifically for you” Egon looked away as you put the pack down and tackled him into a hug. You grinned at him and thanked him over and over again. A few hours later after the excitement had worn you out Egon went to Venkman and slapped him around the back of the head “You could have cost us a valuable crew member” he used and walked off.

“Someone’s got their pants twisted with love” Venkman mutters.

#ghostbusters peter venkman #Peter Venkman #Egon being protecc #egon spengler x reader #egon x reader #egon is a cutie #husband material #egon my beloved #Egon is husband material

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incorrectghostbustersquotes1984 · 7 days

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(After Dana got married to the Violinist)

Peter: I’m not jealous, I’m envious. Jealousy is when you worry someone will take what you have. Envy is wanting what someone else has. What I feel is envy.

Egon: [checking in a dictionary] Wow, he’s right.

#Ghostbusters #Ghostbusters II #Peter Venkman #Egon Spengler #Dana Barrett #Andre Wallance #Peter x Dana #Peter Venkman x Dana Barrett #OTP: And Then She Threw Me Out Of Her Life #Incorrect Quotes #Incorrect Ghostbusters Quotes #Source: The Simpsons

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toriisasimp · 24 days

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Chapter 1 of ?: Just Ask

An Egon Spengler x fem!reader Mini Series

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

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.”

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?

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

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shelbgrey · 8 months

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Might i request an Egon Spengler and a nerdy dorky kinda reader that knows a lot about the paranormal, or is a parapsychologist like them in general?

Two Nerds falling in love headcanons:

Paring: Egon spengler x Nerdy!Venkman!Reader

Summary: headcanons about Egon falling in love with Peter Venkman's Nerdy little sister.

💚MasterList 💚dating mood board

I think you guys would be clueless to your feelings, like they're obviously there and everyone can see It expect you two.

Your really in the paranormal, your old brother Peter would always tell you stuff about the poltergeists and ghosts and soon enough you were studying and were obsessed with it as well.

It was no suprise that the team was impressed by your knowledge of the paranormal, but no one was more impressed than Egon.

And your well... A dork, and there's nothing wrong with that. Your extremely smart and just passionate about the things you love.

[pausing and currently breaking the 4th wall] I'm a dork, so I don't get upset by this label, dorks are amazing people to be around.

Any-who, like Egon your a quiet person, but if the conversation brings up something you love you'll be talking to that person about it for hours. It also helps if your used to the person too.

There was one night you and Ray had a long conversation about Scooby-Doo where are you? And The Twilight Zone.

Egon I very reserved and quiet guy, it's rare for him to give in to human urges or emotions, so it didn't go unnoticed to Peter and the others how he'd turn red in the cheeks at just the mere sight of you.

Without realizing it he fell for your brain and knowledge first, you'd often a company him in the Lab and quickly cought on to how the protonpacks work and how to repair the damaged ones.

Your also very passionate about ghosts and haunted places, you go out of your way to find cool abandoned place that could be haunted. At first Peter found it bizarre but found it cool when you found a haunted amusement park.

“do you all think we can take a trip to Colorado and see if the overlook hotel is really haunted?” you asked.

Egon remembers the little things and that's one of the things that made your relationship special. He remembered you bring up the overlook hotel and he took you a vacation to see it.

Speaking of ghosts, you had a strange sympathy for Slimer, he was the only ghost you encountered that was no harm to anyone. The green dude was just eating.

Your also a movie nerd, you'll qoute movies on calls and 9 times out of 10 Egon won't understand. This ment you guys will have many movie nights in your future.

“I don't understand that reference”

“I know you don't, that's going on the list too”

It got to the point in your relationship that you'd flirt without relizing it... Or how ever how nerdy people flirt.

Your brother Peter is always teasing you, even before you guys started dating. To him he's know from day one that you guys liked each other, he'd always have a snide commit like, “He’s dying…” Peter said sadly. “He asked us to bring him here so he could see you one last time and tell you that he lo—ow!” He yelped when Ray smacked him with the rag he was using to clean the protonpacks after a call.

But, your brother got tired of it, the consent glances you'd sneek and how Egon desperately tried to find the right words to flatter you with.

“Hey, sis, you busy Saturday night?” Peter asked one night. “no?”

“Egon, you busy?” he asked. “I'm not”

“good, because I am... You two go out and have a good time”

Yeah your brother asked Egon out on a date for you. Neither one of you knew how to proses what your brother did but it didn't stop you guys from going out.

It was awkwardly sweet, you guys went to a musem and just talked the who time.

“when it comes to things like this I'm not good with words, but y/n I do have an attraction to you... You just make my life more enjoyable”

You kissed his cheek which made you both blushed. “I like you too Egon”

After your some what of a confession, Egon got more comfortable expressing his emotions to you, and you only.

You both didn't have the best childhoods. Egon's parents didn't let him be a kid and often only cared about if he got an equation right. With yours, well they weren't around much after their devorce and you once told Egon that Peter practically raised you.

After he told you and Ray about the slinky he straightend, you took him to a toy store to get him something cool. You got him a toy airplane and stuffed giraffe.

They both set on a self in his lab so he can see it everyday. He fell deeper in love you when you went out of your way to make him feel loved.

He didn't relize how touch starved he was till he met you, usually he didn't really like it but when you started holding his hand or hugging him from behind on the lab he couldn't help but crave more.

“I'd like another hug... Please?”

You'll give him all the hugs he wants and more.

Kissing took a while to enter the relationship, you were both shy and suprisenly Egon instigated it. He'd give a kiss good-bye on the forehead before a call or he'll kiss your cheek in the early mornings before he heads to the lab.

Peter also goes out of his way to tell embarrasing stories about you. “ya know, when y/n was four I told her if she ate the Fortune out of the fortune cookie it'll come true, she totally ate the paper!” he laughed, you'd turne red when Egon heard it. Egon smiled softly and just wanted to hear more about you.

There will always be an ongoing fight about him not getting enough sleep, you love him and you don't want him spending all night in his lab but he'll always be like, “I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.”

When he's clearly tired but still trying to not to be wrong you'll not give up and try to persuade him to come to bed with you “But, Love, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.”

“O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??” he asked.

“I-is it working?” he knows your just trying to look out for him and eventually he will break down and follow you to bed you share in the Firehouse.

He is very gentle boyfriend and taking care of you as softened his heart a lot. He's type of man to cover you with a blanket when you fall asleep on the couch after kissing your forehead. Or carry you to bed if you fall asleep at your desk in the Lab.

He is amazed by you, even if you breathe he's like a love sick puppy. Everything you do just makes him fall even harder for you. Something as little as using the Dewy desim system to organize your guys book collection just amazes him or something as simple as organizing the snack cabinet.

Egon loves and needs physical affection. After every call, no matter how messy you guys are he will instantly engulfs you in a the biggest hug. Or if your working on something in the Lab and he needs a cuddle break, he'll stand behind you and wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder so he can watch you work.

When he dose come to bed you guys are always cuddling or close to each other. If your not cuddling and he's sleeping on his stomach, your draped over his back using him as a pillow.

You both wear glasses and sometimes if there's a call in the middle of the night you two will get them switched up in midst of running around getting ready. You both have similar prescriptions so you won't notice until Peter says something.

Peter couldn't stop laughing the first time it happened because at the time your glasses were purple.

Even though your pretty smart, Egon dose say things that even you need a dictionary to know what he's saying. You know scientific names but sometimes your mouth works faster than your brain and words like 'swabie thing' comes out instead of swab.

“I need a... A Swabie thing to get a sample with”

“a what?” Egon asks as you digged in the drawers of your lab.

You guys are an unstoppable force in the Lab, you two just woke well together and have your own methods.

I don't know if he's the marriage type, but just know he won't leave your side. He'll get possessed by a spirit before he'll leave you.

#Egon spengler x reader #Egon spengler headcanons #Egon spengler imagines #Ghostbusters headcanons #harold ramis #Peter Venkman x sister!reader #Ray stantz #Egon my beloved

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