#raymond stantz
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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? :)
#ghostbusters#ghostbusters x reader#ghostbusters x fem reader#egon spengler#egon spengler x reader#peter venkman#Peter venkman x reader#winston zeddemore#Winston zeddemore x reader#raymond stantz#Raymond stantz x reader#ghostbusters 1984#ghost reader#dana barrett#Dana Barrett x reader
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PLEASE THESE NEW PHOTOS OF RAYS OCCULT BOOKSHOP FUCK
It looks so homely...i wanna GO HERE I WANNA LIVE HERE IM MENTALLY HERE!!!
I'm screaming, I cannot contain myself any longer
#ghostbusters#the ghostbusters#ghostbusters 2#ghostbusters ii#ghostbuster#frozen empire#ghostbusters frozen empire#ghost busters#dr raymond stantz#egon and ray#ghostbusters ray#the ghostbusters game#dan aykroyd#dan my beloved#rays occult books#set photos#ray stantz#raymond stantz#gb2#gb
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I feel like we don't talk enough about the fact that Egon did not want to use the firehouse and gave a whole list of reasons why they shouldn't but he caved after seeing how excited Ray was about it
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Ray and Winston were an old married couple in Frozen Empire btw
#its true#ghostbusters frozen empire#frozen empire#ghostbusters#ray stantz#raymond stantz#winston zeddemore
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based on the @punkitt-is-here horsecomix!!!!
#amity does shit#my art#ghostbusters#egon spengler#ray stantz#stantzler#raymond stantz#mlp fanart#mlp art#mlp#my little pony#mlp g1#i guess#mlp fim#my little pony friendship is magic#mlp g4#weed mention#mlp au#ghostbusters mlp au
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I just found this picture and honestly I love it this is probably now my favorite picture of my bro look at him :]
#ghostbusters#ghostbusters 1984#ghostbusters fandom#ray stantz#raymond stantz#safeship#safeshipping#self ship#self shipping#self ship community#self shipping community#familial f/o#familial fictional other#familial self ship#sibling f/o#👻Stantz Siblings🖌️#f/o#f/o community#fictional other#fictional other community#selfship#selfship blog#f/o blog#self shipper#proship dni#comship dni
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anyways im into these two now
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trying to learn how to draw the fellas (failing terribly)
#not even close to how they look but im gonna pretend it is#ghostbusters#ray stantz#egon spengler#my art#fanart#doodles#ghostbusters fanart#raymond stantz#i need a new art tag#daz59
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Warming Up
Ray Stantz X Reader
NSFW, MINORS DNI WITH THIS POST
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It was probably one of the rainiest nights New York City had seen all year. Rain poured down heavily, the sound of it so loud, it was hard to hear anything else. The reflections of shop signs and taxi lights bounced off of the puddles that gathered against curbs and along the sidewalks. If only you had remembered to grab a damn umbrella.
The rain had come all at once. When you and Ray had left your apartment, there was no hint of rain, the sky bright and streets dry. But as you sat in a nice little Italian restaurant with him, chatting away as the sun fell, it had suddenly started pouring just outside the window. It picked up quickly, and soon a few people were gathering under awnings and in doorways outside as they waited for taxis. You and Ray exchanged glances before looking back outside.
“Hope it dies down before we leave,” he sighed. “I wouldn’t want to walk around out there.”
It did not, in fact, die down.
Luckily, Ray was able to wave down a taxi after the dinner, so the two of you only had to go from the doorway to the inside of the taxi in just a few moments. But in just that time, quite a bit of water had soaked into your clothes. Not too much, just on the shoulders and in your hair. The problem came when you got OUT of the taxi. You had left your keys behind as Ray said he was bringing his, but couldn’t find his copy on his keyring in the darkness of the evening and the old, too-dim street lamps. It took a few moments of fiddling with it to find the right key, and a few more to get it into the keyhole. In that short amount of time, the two of you were practically coated in cold water.
“I’m so sorry, Dear,” he said as he swung the door open and stepped aside.
“Don’t worry about it, come on!” you exclaimed as you hurried in, pulling him in by the hand. Before he had even shut the door, you were already shaking off your soaked jacket. You shuddered as you dumped it on the couch. “God, it’s cold!”
He frowned at the sight of you shivering, stepping closer and reaching up to rub your arms. “You must be freezing,” he said.
“So are you,” you answer, noticing the slight shiver that rolled across his shoulders. “How about we peel all this off and just get into bed?”
“Great idea,” he answered, locking the door and following along behind you.
You padded into your bedroom with him at your heels. You turned to look at him and grinned. “You know…” you started. “We don’t need pajamas.”
He grinned back. “You’re right, we don’t.” At that, you both hurried to peel the rest of your clothes off, tossing it onto the floor without any care.
The moment you had everything off, you started climbing under the covers of your bed, giggling softly. “Ahhh,” you sighed as you buried yourself under the thick, fluffy blankets.
“Comfy, huh?” he responded as he worked his slacks and boxers down his legs.
“Mhm,” you purred back, watching intently as he kicked the bunched up clothes aside and climbed in beside you.
Before he was even settled in, you wiggled closer to him, huddling up to his side. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you cuddling into him, and he turned onto his side to squeeze you to his chest and let you soak up his body heat.
“Mmm, you’re so warm!” you exclaimed happily, nuzzling in under his chin.
“You’re still cold,” he sighed, rubbing his hands up and down your back. Your skin was still far from warm and your body still shivering. And as his hand brushed over your arm, he felt the texture of goosebumps on your skin. But you were already feeling much better with the wet clothes off and his warm body pressed to yours.
“I’ll be okay,” you answered happily.
For a while, you laid with him like this, cuddled into his chest, soaking up his touch and his warmth. But eventually, his hand began to wander from where it was settled on your back. You didn’t think much as it trailed down your spine, thinking it was only affection. But as his hand smoothed up your side to gently grip at your hip, you weren’t too sure.
“Ray, what are you up to?” You said sleepily.
“Let’s make love,” he said simply, nuzzling his face into your cheek. You couldn’t help but giggle.
“I thought you’d never ask,” you responded happily.
At that, he smiled against your skin and buried his face in your shoulder with a little sigh through his nose. He gripped your hip a little harder to pull it closer until your abdomen was pressed against his, then slid his hand up to settle on your waist. As you threw a leg over his hip, he moved his head to press his lips to yours. His kiss was deep and intense, but slow.
As you parted, you panted, “You’re so sweet, Ray.” He chuckled breathlessly, rubbing his thumb over the skin of your side.
“Can I roll you on your back?” he asked, leaning back to meet your eyes. You bit your lip and nodded at him, and he smiled back. So, with a little grunt, he lifted himself onto his hands and knees, repositioning himself over you. He sat back on his knees to free his hands, and helped you settle on your back- and soon, you were happily settled into the mattress, your head leaned back onto your pillow. He couldn’t help but smile down at you. You looked amazing, laid out in front of him.
“This good?” he asked softly, reaching down to smooth his hands up and down your sides.
“Mhm,” you answered, smiling up at him.
“Good, he said, smiling back warmly.
He finally started to settle on top of you. He lowered himself onto his elbows and knees, pressing his chest to yours. You sighed happily at the warmth of his body around you, and the feeling of his face settling in the crook of your neck again. You threw your arms around his neck happily.
But just as you were getting comfy, you were surprised by the feeling of his fingers pressed against your entrance. “R-Ray-“ you gasped softly at the sensation.
“Oh, sorry. I should have asked first,” he started. “Just wanna prep you, is that okay?” Again you nodded, this time against his shoulder.
After a moment, he pressed one finger in slowly, taking his time to let you adjust. You took a shaky breath at the sensation, squeezing his neck a little with your arms.
“You alright? It doesn’t hurt?”
“Feels good.”
“Great.”
He spent a little time working his finger in and out, testing to make sure you were ready for him. He’d never admit it, but he loved the feeling of you soaked around him. It was amazing, knowing he could easily get you wet enough that your body took his fingers or member without any resistance-
He sighed softly, trying to push the idea out of his head. Don’t get ahead of yourself, he thought. His finger pumped slowly until he was sure you were ready, his finger coated.
Once he was sure you were prepped, he leaned back to look down at you again. “Look at you,” he breathed, reaching down to work the slick on his hand over his member. You smiled as your eyes trailed down, realizing he really didn’t need to work himself- he was already hard, a few beads of precum dripping down the head.
“C’mon, Ray,” you whined, squeezing his hips with your thighs. “You’re just doing this to tease me.”
“O-oh, I didn’t mean to,” he stuttered, immediately letting go of his dick to lean forward and settle on top of you again.
“It’s okay,” you giggled, reaching up to gently pull his face down and kiss him deeply.
He whined softly into it as he settled. His incredibly warm body was once again pressed to yours. He reached down to line himself up, pressing the head against your folds. He parted from the kiss to ask breathlessly, “Ready?”
“Yes please!” you whined back.
At that, he slowly, carefully pushed his length into you. You squeaked softly at the sensation- he was incredibly warm. His thick member eased in slowly, allowing you time to adjust. He couldn’t help but moan into your neck at the sensation of you tightly wrapped around him, slicked and hot.
“O-oh,” he choked out at the feeling. No matter how many times he found himself buried in you, he could never get over how amazing you felt. He often wondered if he and you were made for each other.
“You’re so warm, Ray,” you sighed to him, reaching one hand up to run your fingers through his thick, messy hair. He could only sigh a whimper back. In an attempt to stifle himself, he buried his face in your neck before starting the slow roll of his hips.
You instantly gasped at that first thrust, feeling him pull back and slowly push himself back in. Your hand gently gripped at his hair, and he whimpered into the skin of your shoulder in response. He rolled his hips once again, and a tiny moan finally broke from your lips.
Soon, he found a rhythm, keeping his speed slow, but making each thrust deep and satisfying. He turned his head to press an open-mouthed kiss to your cheek, before turning a little more to press his lips to yours. You eagerly moaned into it, to his surprise.
When you parted, you pushed your head back a little to meet his eyes. His were blown out, but locked on you. You couldn’t help but giggle at his hair, a frizzy mess on top of his head. “You feel amazing,” you moaned, reaching up to fix his hair.
“You too,” he sighed breathlessly. Eventually, he dropped his face back into your neck with a moan, and picked up the pace of his thrusts.
The feeling of it all was amazing. The tight feeling of him buried in you, the sounds of the faint whines that left his lips, his body pressed to yours- he was so warm, you were actually starting to sweat a little. It was an ecstatic feeling, and you figured you wouldn’t last long like this. And soon, you realized you were right.
“R-ray, please, I’m close…” you whined, clinging to him desperately.
“Me too,” he breathed. “Please, I wanna feel you.”
That alone pushed you over the edge; With a broken moan, you let the ecstasy of your climax wash over your body, squirming under him. Just as you were beginning to come down from the high, he followed suit. He began bucking into you desperately, making you yelp in surprise, before he moaned loudly as his own finish overtook him. His body shivered in ecstasy against yours, and you squeezed his hips with your thighs at the sensation of his dick twitching inside you as he came. In the moments after he reached his climax, he went almost completely limp in your arms, putting the weight of his body onto you.
“Oh…” you sighed happily, cuddling his head to your shoulder. Your fingers found their way into his hair, gently scratching his scalp. He sighed happily, lifting a hand to rest on your forearm, holding it limply. Both of you took a few moments to enjoy the moment and come down from the afterglow in each other’s arms.
Eventually, he lifted his head to look at you. “Warmed you up, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” you answered with a smile. “I feel amazing. And warm.”
“That’s great,” he responded, a bit strained as he rolled off of you onto his side. You again cuddled yourself into his chest happily, soaking up the heat in his skin. He brushed his hand over your hip and back, and was pleased to find that your skin was now warm and the goosebumps gone.
“Thank you, Ray. It’s nice having you around to be my personal heater,” you joked, nuzzling in under his chin.
“Anything for the love of my life,” he answered, pulling the blankets closer to you. You giggled in response, burying your face into his neck to muffle your laugh. “Now be quiet and go to sleep.”
You only responded with a sleepy hum- he was so comfortable to cuddle up to, you were already falling asleep anyway. That session seemed to have sapped up the last of your energy for the day. Half-asleep, you barely noticed the kiss that was placed on your forehead and the arm that wrapped around you. The only sounds that remained were that of his soft breaths near your ear, and the rain pattering softly against the window. You were out in no time.
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Why he look like an anime tough kid that's misunderstood and actually has a soft side and probably helps the protagonist but acts aloof.
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The Ghostbusters?
Peter Venkman, Raymond Stantz, Egon Spengler, and Winston Zeddemore have a Ryu Number of 2.
(bonus below)
The 2016 reboot Ghostbusters are also in LEGO Dimensions, incidentally.
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meet cute || ray stantz/gn! reader
pairing: ray stantz / gn reader
word count: 1447 ish
summary: your typical awkward first meeting with the world’s softest ghostbuster.
warnings: n/a :)
a/n: the plan is to make this short on purpose as a warm up to longer fics after a long absence. we’ll see how that goes rip. also proofreading??? in this economy???
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You always knew when Dr. Stantz was working on the Ecto: you could hear his stereo blasting from blocks away, carrying the dulcet tones of muffled rock and roll through the chilly New York air. Since you’d been hired, you and Janine had decided to split the secretarial responsibilities on the days you were both scheduled: today, she was in charge of the technical things, and you were running errands: picking up the flight suits from the dry cleaners here, stopping for parts there, and eventually winding up at the only coffee house in all of New York that everyone could agree on before heading back to the firehouse. You looked a bit of a mess, but that was just par for the course at this point. You don’t work for people called “Ghostbusters” without expecting it to be a weird job – which it absolutely is.
Still, it isn’t the worst job you’ve had. In fact, it might be one of the better ones, despite the unconventional work conditions. Your bosses are, for all intents and purposes, relatively decent people:
Dr. Spengler doesn’t say much to you aside from giving you tasks, but he stood up for you without question when that one guy got mad at you for the state the boys left his house in.
Dr. Venkman drips with sarcasm, even when all he’s doing is asking if there were any calls when he was gone, but he buys you lunch when things are too busy for you to stop and eat. He got you a turkey sandwich when you’d asked for chicken, but it was a nice gesture, and the sandwich wasn’t bad.
Winston stopped and took over the phones the few times you’ve been overwhelmed, sending you to a back area of the firehouse to take a breather before jumping back into it. Of the boys, he seemed most in tune with you and Janine, helping with the customer service side of things when he had a chance.
Dr. Stantz spent a lot of time in the lab or working on Ecto-1. You hadn’t really gotten to know him yet, but he always gave you a big smile when he saw you, and the genuineness of it made your heart skip a beat and a blush to bloom across your cheeks. You weren’t even sure if he knew your name.
The music gets louder as you get closer to the building, balancing the tray of coffee precariously on top of the pile of books Dr. Spengler ordered from the library (considering his already expansive library and Dr. Stantz’s bookstore, you didn’t think there were books left for him to borrow, but the sizable stack in your arms deemed otherwise.) There was no way you were going to get the door open by yourself, so you knock. Of course, there’s no answer, just the sound of the stereo, clanging of tools, and chipper sound of Dr. Stantz singing along to the music. Shit.
“Dr. Stantz?” you call, to no avail, “Dr. Stantz? Can you get the door, please?”
Again, nothing. He’s in his own world, and it would be easier to wrangle your own ghost than to try to get his attention. Sighing, you try to grab the inner door handle from under the stack of books, the weight of them starting to sink in. You can’t get a good grip on it, so it just jiggles pathetically.
“Dr. Stantz!” you call again, louder. Infuriatingly, nothing. Still. The books are slipping from the top of the stack, the coffee going with them.
“RAY!” you yell, trying to open the door again, leaning on it to maybe stabilize the tower of books as your hand once again fumbles for the handle. Over the sound of the music, you can't hear him approach the door, and the doorknob jiggling from the other side doesn’t register until the door opens and you’re falling forward, directly onto the unsuspecting Dr. Stantz. The coffee and books go flying and the dry cleaning slips from your hand. You fully expect to hit the floor next, but instead find yourself in the strong grip of Ray’s arms.
Well. That’s embarrassing.
As he sets you on your feet, the apologies begin, piled on top of one another like the books at your feet.
“I am so sor–”
He cuts you off.
“No, I’m sorry, I should’ve–”
You cut him off.
“No, I should’ve been–”
“Well, my music shouldn’t be that loud –”
“I should have gotten a cab –"
“It’s okay."
“Its fine, I promise.”
You’re both blushy and awkward (and more than a little embarrassed) before the silence just becomes too much for him to bear.
“We haven’t really talked since your interview,” he wipes his hands on a rag and offers it with a boyish smile, “I’m Ray.”
Offering your own smile, you give your name and shake his hand – its large, calloused, and nearly completely envelopes yours. He’s already introduced himself when you were first hired, but maybe he doesn’t remember. Smart people tend to forget small things.
For a moment, you two awkwardly stand there before you both suddenly come to your senses and bend down to grab the fallen books.
“These for Egon?” he asks, reading the title of a particularly heavy textbook.
“Yeah,” you begin stacking them, “did any of them get coffee spilled on them?”
“No, don’t think so,” he inspects the next few books carefully before putting them on your stack, and you breathe a sigh of relief. The coffee can be replaced and the clothes rewashed, but the books would have cost more than your rent to replace.
You both reach for the last book, hands grazing each other, and you both freeze for a moment. You both chuckle awkwardly as he picks it up from a different angle and hands it to you.
“No harm done!” he proclaims.
“Yeah, shame about the coffee, though,” you mutter, shuffling the stack of books into your arms.
“How ‘bout I take those?” he offers. You want to object, but he has a sweet, expectant look in his eyes, and you can’t say no.
“Just don’t dock my pay or anything,” you try to joke as he scoops up the stack with ease.
“Oh, I don’t do payroll. That’s all Pete.”
“I know, I was joking.”
“Oh.”
There’s another awkward silence as you both head upstairs to the lab, only broken by you helping Ray navigate around the stack of books to Egon’s desk, where he sets them down with a THUD!
“Thank you, Dr. Stantz,” you offer a polite, professional smile, “Truth be told, I probably would’ve killed myself trying to get up those steps.”
“Its no problem. I needed to take a break, anyway.”
In all the weeks you’d been here, you’ve never seen this man take a break.
“Right,” you say, “well, again, thanks. Anyway, I should probably head back to the coffee house and pick up more coffee. Everyone’s been really nice since I started, but I don’t want to know what Dr. Spengler is like without caffeine.”
Ray chuckles a little at that, “Yeah, you really don’t.”
You exchange smiles and he walks you back down the ground floor, making light conversation as you reach the door. In the short distance between the lab and the front door, you’d already learned all about what he’s doing with the Ecto today (something about a killswitch) and how he and Winston did all the work on her and how he thinks there’s actually a ghost living in the glove compartment. You mostly listened, observing how his eyes light up when talking about ghosts and machinery.
When you reach the door, he’s still talking, only stopping when his foot nudges one of the unfortunate paper coffee cups from the previous run. He clears his throat, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.
“I’ll keep the music quiet this time. Just in case.”
“Thank you, Dr. Stantz.”
“You can call me Ray, if you’d like.”
“Okay, then. Thank you, Ray.”
For a moment, its quiet, but not as awkward this time. Just holding the space.
Funny. You just noticed his eyes are two different colors: one brown, one green.
“Guess I’ll be back soon.”
“Guess so.”
And with that, as much as you want to skip getting the coffee and just stick around him and listen to more about the science of parapsychology, you have a job to do, so you head back onto the street and hail a cab.
Definitely isn’t the worst job you’ve ever had. Actually, you muse as you turn and catch him watching you get into the cab before closing the door, it might end up being one of the best.
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Doctor Ray Stantz
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gay paranormal investigators who have a diet of only junk food
#ghostbusters#my art#amity does shit#egon spengler#furry#anthro#ray stantz#stantzler#raymond stantz#catified#cat#feline
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Granted this was cut from the movie but, uh... some extra Raymond Francis Stantz lore... just to refresh people and remind them he can put his foot down.
Even if it's a kid at a birthday party.
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i know what psyche means, sophisticate since i turned sixteen
Fandom: Ghostbusters
Ship: None
Summary: "You didn't have any toys? Not even a slinky?"
"We had part of a slinky, but I straightened it."
Ray shook his head with a fond smile and placed the slinky into Egon's open hand, moving onto other things before he could protest. He glared down at the bright piece of plastic in his palm, annoyed by its existence for no reason in particular.
Or, Egon gets a slinky and he's very autistic about it
AN: Egon is auDHD bcus yeah. This came from me overthinking that line about him not having toys. Title is from Deploy by Jack Stauber (and thank you to my buddy MrMcflowers for help with the title)
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"Very cheerful. My parents didn't believe in toys." Egon could feel the odd look Ray was giving him as he said it. It made the back of his neck prickle. He ignored it in favour of scanning everything in the room he could find.
Ray got his attention a bit later, holding what looked like a large colourful spring in his hand.
"You didn't have any toys? Not even a slinky?"
"We had part of a slinky, but I straightened it."
Ray shook his head with a fond smile and placed the slinky into Egon's open hand, moving onto other things before he could protest. He glared down at the bright piece of plastic in his palm, annoyed by its existence for no reason in particular. He ran the P.K.E. meter over it, frowning deeply. Nothing. He went to put it aside but stopped. Part of him didn't want to let it go just yet. He shook his head as if to clear it. That was ridiculous, it was just a kid's toy. There must be some sort of reason.
He put the meter aside and passed the toy between his hands, carefully feeling how it moved and shifted between his fingers. He grabbed both ends of the slinky and pulled, all the coils stretching until they were no longer neatly stacked up. He then pressed the slinky back together between his palms, the colours compressed together into a small cylinder. He ran his thumb along the side, tracing the spirals and the smooth texture.
He couldn't help his lips tugging up into a slight smile, the simple actions and visuals made his brain light up. He teetered side to side on his feet a little.
But then he realised what he was doing. He was supposed to be working and here he was, playing with one of Oscar's toys.
He dropped the toy like he'd been burned and moved on, hoping Ray hadn't noticed. Scan the toys, don't get distracted. Don't get distracted.
Don't get distracted.
Don't get distracted.
When they heard Venkman getting up to his usual nonsense instead of working, Ray and Egon shared an exhausted look and a deep sigh. They both went for the door but Ray stopped Egon with a hand on his shoulder.
"You keep looking. Just in case." Egon couldn't get his thoughts together to voice his disagreement before Ray had gone, so he just gave a dutiful nod to thin air. He was sure there was nothing but finding nothing in half the room and dismissing the other half without checking wouldn't do.
His investigations gave no results and it brought him back over to the slinky. He gave the toy a withering look. When it failed to combust into flames from his sheer annoyance, he gave in to his impulses and grabbed it again.
He ran the slinky through his fingers and felt the whirring in his brain slow down. He let go of the bottom of the spring and let it fall to the ground. He traced the spiral with his eyes, the pleasing colours causing sparks to fly in his mind. He lowered the spring to coil together on the floor, crouching down to bring the whole thing together.
He put the slinky on the ground and flicked the top with his index finger. The top coil flopped down onto the ground and it stood in a small arch. Egon's eyes scanned the room for something he could use as a platform, humming to keep his mind on track.
He ended up placing the slinky on top of an overturned toy basket. He pushed the top of the spring and watched as it fell to gather on the floor. However, instead of remaining in an arch like before, the bottom coil slid off the platform and joined the rest of the slinky on the floor.
Egon had the sudden impulse to bring the slinky to the stairs outside the apartment and time how long it took to reach the bottom. He picked up the spring and started running it through his fingers again.
He imagined he probably would have reacted similarly if he'd had a full slinky as a child. He could see himself running many experiments; how quickly did it take a slinky to reach the bottom of the stairs, did it move quicker on carpeted stairs or wooden stairs, how far could the slinky stretch before it broke, did different sizes of slinkies move at different speeds-
"Did you find anything?" Ray's voice startled Egon and he froze as Ray leaned around the doorframe. He looked ever so slightly puzzled at the sight of Egon crouched on the floor with a slinky clutched in his fingers but didn't comment on it. Egon then remembered Ray had asked a question and took a moment to get his mouth to actually work.
"No. Nothing in here." He placed the toy down and stood quickly, finding the P.K.E. meter so he had something to do with his hands. Ray had already left by the time he looked up so he followed suit, casting one more glance towards that infernal slinky.
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Egon would be lying if he said he didn't spend the next couple hours worrying Ray would bring up Egon's fixation on the slinky. He lost track of the conversation a few times because he was too busy staring at Ray's face trying to figure out if his current expression meant Ray was about to expose him. But it was never mentioned, they all moved on and Egon felt the tension in his shoulders loosen a little. Maybe Ray hadn't even noticed.
But the next day at the firehouse, a small box that didn't belong there was sitting at Egon's desk. He glanced around the room to see if anything else was amiss and accidentally locked eyes with Ray. Ray grinned at him in a way that Egon need to look to the side of his face and nodded at the small box on the desk before leaving.
That at least set Egon at ease that the box wasn't dangerous. He picked it up and read the text on the side. "Original Plastic Slinky". Oh.
He glanced around to make sure no one was watching before breaking open the cardboard box and taking out the now familiar colourful spring. He sighed and slumped down at his desk, already fidgeting with the slinky. Of course it was too much to think Ray hadn't noticed.
The shouting in his brain calmed down now that he was doing something with his hands so he just figured he'd get on with his day and not bring up the toy in his hands.
And if the paperwork got done a little faster today, that was just fine by him.
#fanfic#ghostbusters#ghostbusters 2#ghostbusters ii#egon spengler#ray stantz#raymond stantz#autistic egon spengler#adhd egon spengler#audhd egon spengler
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