#Ray stantz fanfiction

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[nerdywineaunt]

Would anyone be interested in reading a Ray Stantz/OC long fic that takes place before the events of Ghostbusters, and slowly makes its way to and through the movie? I’ve been working on one and I’m itching to start posting it.

[faithiegirl01]

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

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

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

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

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

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

[agaypanic]

Kinktober is cumming Coming

october is in like a week or two which means that kinktober is in like a week or two!! i plan to have a fic for every day, but with college starting (first day is literally tomorrow omfg) i cant promise that a fic will come out on it's intended day

soooo if you don't wanna miss a kinktober fic, i have great news for you! not only will i have a kinktober masterlist, but i will also have a kinktober taglist. since ill be writing for a lot of different characters, you can ask to be tagged in every fic, fics for a certain fandom(s), or fics for a certain character(s). if you want to be tagged for a fandom or character, i can also add you to a taglist for my regular fics if you'd like (ppl part of my regular fandom/character taglists will be tagged in these fics unless they say otherwise)

heres a list of all the fandoms + characters that'll be a part of my kinktober 2024 masterlist:

Jurassic Park: Ellie Sattler

Saltburn: Felix Catton, Farleigh Start

Twilight: Carlisle Cullen, Emmett Cullen

Mean Girls: Regina George

Scott Pilgrim VS. The World: Gideon Graves

Heathers: J.D.

Ghostbusters: Ray Stantz, Egon Spengler

Five Nights at Freddy's: Mike Schmidt

Pitch Perfect: Beca Mitchell

What We Do In The Shadows: Nadja of Antipaxos, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nandor the Relentless

That 70's Show: Steven Hyde, Eric Forman

Hot Fuzz: Nicholas Angel

[augiewrites]

“psychic” - ray stantz

summary: ray invites a psychic to help them on a job

pairing: ray stantz x psychic!reader

word count: 1.8k

a/n: this turned out so long and is kind of niche but dr. ray stantz if you read this im free on thursday night and would like to hang out. please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when i’m free.

Spooks and specters aside, Ray liked to think that he was a reasonable, level-headed man.

His friends, however, tended to disagree.

“C’mon, Ray, you can’t believe everything this crack says just ‘cause they’re a smokeshow,” Peter chastised him from the passenger seat.

“I consulted with multiple colleagues before I even thought about using their services. I will have you know that—”

“Ah, and I’m sure those colleagues had a plethora of scientific backing.”

“You weren’t even there,” Ray scoffed, “if you would just set your biases aside for one second, one second—”

“OH, please!”

“—you might actually learn something valuable!”

“You know, this is getting ridiculous, Ray.” Peter shook his head, looking out the window.

“Ridiculous, I’m being ridiculous, that’s rich.” Ray muttered to himself.

Egon’s monotone voice broke through from the backseat, “The accuracy of the reading was quite impressive.” He didn’t bother looking up from the gadget he was toying with.

“Thank you!” “Not you, too!” Ray and Peter exclaimed in unison.

“Look, Ray,” Peter turned in his seat to face his friend, “a few lucky guesses doesn’t mean someone’s qualified.”

“Last I checked, you didn’t have any better ideas.” Ray retorted.

“Just because I don’t have any better ideas doesn’t mean this is our only option.”

Ray cut the wheel sharply into a parking spot, narrowly avoiding the other parked cars as Ecto-1 jerked to a stop.. “Pete, our equipment isn’t giving us accurate readings, the spirit is non-communicative, and there are too many objects to know which one it’s attached to. This discussion. Is. Over.”

Three car doors were flung open—only two slammed shut.

”What happened to ‘I’m not stepping foot in that scammer’s lair’?” Ray threw over his shoulder.

“If you think I’m letting you go in there alone to get manipulated by a con artist, you’re even crazier than I thought,” Peter scoffed, “especially now that Spengler’s compromised.”

“I can assure you that I am not compromised.”

“Whatever, Pete,” Ray pushed open the door to the apartment complex, “just…don’t be yourself.”

————————————————

Peter lectured Ray the entire way up to the fifth floor, and was about to octuple down on his argument when the plain door opened, cutting him off.

The psychic smiled warmly at the trio.

”Dr. Stantz, Dr. Spengler, welcome back,” they moved aside, gesturing them into the apartment, “and you must be Dr. Venkman. Welcome, my name’s Y/N.”

Y/N extended a hand, and Peter gave it a brief shake.

“Yeah, pleasure’s all mine.”

If looks could kill, Ray would’ve killed Peter a long time ago.

”Thank you for seeing us on such short notice, Y/N.” What Peter gave in sarcasm, Ray made up for in sincerity.

”It’s no problem at all—please, take a seat.”

Ray promptly sat in the plush chair closest to Y/N, and Egon took the other, leaving Peter sitting on a low cushion on the floor.

Y/N gave them another smile, “What can I do for you gentlemen?”

”Well—“ Peter began, but was promptly cut off by Ray.

”We have a job, you see. A client recently inherited his great-uncle’s estate, but there’s this poltergeist—real nasty one. We think it has an attachment to something in the house, but we can’t figure out what.”

Y/N nodded, “Hm, I see.”

Peter butted in, “These goofs were hoping you’d come to the house and be their ghost hound.”

”Peter.” Ray gave him a warning look.

”And I take it you don’t want my help?” Y/N raised an inquisitive brow.

”I mean, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate that you need to make a living. I’m just not buying it.”

“I am so sorry about him, Y/N,” Ray started.

Y/N just laughed, their focus still on Peter.

“Last week. You were on a date—she was a little too young for you, by the way.”

Peter opened his mouth to speak, but Y/N cut him off.

”You thought you were going to get lucky, but she got cold feet, kicked you out of the car and drove off with your pants. Left you there, hanging in the breeze.”

”How did you—“

”There’s a man with you, he saw the whole thing. Says his name’s Bill. He couldn’t wait to tell someone about it.”

Peter gaped at Y/N, speechless for possibly the first time in his life. Images of his late uncle Bill flashed in his mind. He had always found humor in other people’s misery.

Y/N turned their attention to Ray, who was already looking at them in awe. “I would be happy to help,” they briefly looked over his shoulder with a warm smile, “your mother says hello, by the way. Lovely woman.”

“Th-thank you.” Ray stammered a bit.

“You were actually my last appointment of the day, if you would like to go now.”

Peter shot up from the cushion, heading toward the door. “Great, let’s go.”

He just wanted to get Y/N out of his life before they could reveal anything else about him.

”Don’t mind him.” Ray smiled at Y/N apologetically.

“Oh, trust me, I won’t.” Y/N beamed back, grabbing their things and following Ray out the door.

————————————————

Ray guided Y/N into the passenger seat, much to Peter’s chagrin.

He was back to his usual self, leaning up from the backseat and gripping the back of Ray’s seat as he questioned their new addition.

”So these people—spirits—are just watching us at all times.”

”Well, yeah,” Y/N laughed softly, “unfortunately, they don’t have much else to do.”

Peter sat back in his seat, looking mortified.

”Really makes you reconsider how you act, right?”

Peter thought for a moment.

”Nah, nothing Casper can do about it, anyway. Bunch of creeps.”

Ray scoffed. “Very inspirational, Pete,” he snuck a glance at Y/N, “I know I’ll be thinking twice the next time I pick my nose—figuratively speaking, of course. I do not pick my nose.”

“Of course,” Y/N laughed, “but really, you can’t stop living just because you might have a few spectators.”

”See, they get me.” Peter lightly slapped Ray’s arm before he turned into the driveway and put the car in park.

Y/N exited the car, looking up at the house.

”Are the owners home?” They inquired, glancing at Ray.

”No,” he lightly jingled his keyring, “they gave us the spare key while we figure this out.”

Y/N looked back at the house.

”Oh…well, there’s a woman upstairs. She looks upset.”

”Yeah, they must be pretty angry. Keeps throwing things around and killing the power.”

”No,” Y/N frowned, starting toward the house, “she looks…sad.”

Ray followed Y/N, unlocking the door and guiding them to the staircase.

”I think you may have this ghost misunderstood. The energy here is…” Y/N paused, thinking, “low…but I don’t think there’s anyone here that means harm.”

The pair moved through the house, Peter and Egon left down in the foyer.

”Activity has been most concentrated in the master bedroom, the door to your left.” Ray nodded at the slightly ajar door. “We think that what we’re looking for is in there.”

Y/N wordlessly nodded and walked to the bedroom, pausing abruptly in the doorway.

”Oh, hello,” they greeted the air in a soft voice.

Ray craned his neck from the hallway, seeing nothing in the room. Y/N, however, had their eyes trained on the vanity.

”I see…” They shot a solemn look at Ray. “She’s been here for a long time.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Ray rubbed his chin, “our clients said this activity was new.”

”The activity may be new, but she isn’t.” Y/N now stood by the vanity, lightly trailing their fingertips across the assorted beauty products, jewelry, and papers strewn across the surface. “She stayed back to be with her husband, at first…but now that he’s gone…”

Ray nodded sympathetically, “she doesn’t know how to move on.”

Y/N opened a small drawer with a sigh, picked up an envelope, and gently pulled out a yellowed piece of paper.

”She wrote it for her husband.” Y/N’s eyes scanned the letter. Before long, a tear fell down their cheek and they folded the letter up before reaching back into the envelope and pulling out a small ring.

Y/N slipped both the letter and the ring back into the envelope, wiped the tear from their cheek, and turned to Ray, handing him the letter.

”Here,” their voice sounded small, like they were taking on the pain of the spirit, “you’ll have to burn it…hopefully she can find him.”

Ray silently followed them out of the room, out of the house, and back into the car. Peter was asking Y/N and Ray a new question every other second, but Ray simply brushed him off as Y/N rested their head on the window, looking drained.

The rest of the drive was quiet, and Ray offered to walk Y/N to their apartment upon arrival. He shot Peter a look, silently letting him know to not follow.

The silence continued the whole way to their door, where Y/N cleared their throat and looked at Ray. “Thank you for walking me.”

”It’s no problem,” Ray smiled and stuffed his hands in his pockets, rocking slightly on his heels, “it really affects you, doesn’t it?”

Y/N sighed, looking down at their hands, suddenly very interested in the rings adorning their fingers.

”Only sometimes,” Y/N sighed again, “when I’m too empathetic for my own good. I just couldn’t imagine…being left behind like that.”

Ray reached out to lightly grasp their upper arm. “Well, hey…at least there’s folks like you here to help those left behind, right?”

”Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Y/N met his gaze, “thanks, Ray, really.”

”Anytime.” Ray gave their arm a light squeeze and dropped his hand to his side.

Neither of them moved to retreat.

”Well…I’ll let you get back to your work.” A slight blush powdered Y/N’s cheeks, and they suddenly felt embarrassment blooming in their chest.

Before the door could close between them, however, Ray stepped forward.

”Wait!” He blurted, feeling an embarrassment of his own creeping in. “Can I…see you again?”

Y/N gave him that warm smile that made him feel like they were the only two people on Earth.

”You know where to find me.”

Ray lingered at their door for a moment after it closed, feeling light, before retreating back to the car.

”Oh, no!” Peter cried out as Ray slid into the driver’s seat. “I know that look! Don’t tell me you’re gonna start bringing them around on a regular basis—I do not need any more spirits airing out my business.”

Egon cut in from the backseat, “I, for one, would enjoy hearing more of what Bill has to say.”

”Well I never want to hear from Bill ever again,” Peter gave Ray a serious look, “Oh, don’t smile, Ray. It’s a serious breach of privacy. You can’t expect me to—“

Ray turned up the radio, drowning out Peter’s wailings.

He drove into the night, the smile never leaving his face.

[verypsbfan019]

"Don't worry, we're leaving now..."

Slightly inspired on the fanfic "Egon has a meltdown" that I found on Ao3...

[throwamurph]

Edit: found it!! Tagged in the comments :) TYYY

Way back when, on Harold Ramis Tumblr, I remember an awesome creator writing a story where the reader loves the ghostbusters and somehow they end up in the Ghostbuster world. The ghostbusters were trying to figure out a way to bring them back to their own world. I remember there was no set love interest but it was kinda just exploratory. Please please please tell me the fic/who wrote it!! I never got to finish it!!

[ect0-writes]

"Ray’s open-minded, positive outlook on life made him much more susceptible to all manner of paranormal possessions. It also meant that the positive mood slime was having a particularly profound effect on him. He felt as if the world surrounding him was pulsing with love and wonder, and the beating heart at the centre of it all was Egon Spengler." Is there really any world in which Egon and Ray didn't have sex following the events of Ghostbusters II?

Pairing: Egon Spengler/Ray Stantz

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4,144

[psychokinetic-ectoplasm]

Mood Slime Confessions

This is entirely self-indulgent, but I needed to write it 😅 So here's a little smutty Ray x Female Reader x Egon fic involving mood slime, with the main pairing being Ray x Female Reader

Also HERE on AO3

NSFW under the cut!

The lights in the lab felt like a spotlight. You were seated in a chair facing Egon and Ray, a beaker of mood slime sitting between them on a small table, so that didn’t help your nerves. They were fully dressed, but you were wearing a robe with nothing on underneath. You briefly began to reconsider your agreement to participate in this experiment with them, but you reminded yourself that this was for science. Or, that’s how Egon sold it to you, at least. You were starting to have your doubts.

With a steadying breath, you undid your robe, baring yourself to the men's gaze. The mood slime between them bubbled as they took in the sight of you. Egon wrote down the reaction.

"Now what?" you asked, your voice trembling.

Ray cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. "Touch yourself."

The slime gurgled.

You nodded and lifted your hands to your breasts, rubbing and teasing your nipples until they peaked. You closed your eyes, unable to look at the men across from you. Not yet, anyway. Then, with one hand still on your breast, you lowered your other hand to stroke along your thigh, slowly parting your legs. You heard one of them draw a sharp breath. It was enough to make you open your eyes.

Ray was sitting rigidly, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his gaze glued on you. Egon shifted in his chair, his eyes flicking between you and the slime that had now bubbled even more.

"This is good," he mumbled. "We're getting more of an initial reaction than I anticipated."

"Oh, we're getting a reaction, alright," Ray muttered, tugging on his pants, trying to adjust them. He then gasped again. "Oh, jeez…"

Your fingers were now between your legs, rubbing slow circles over your clit. Doing this in front of Ray had been something you'd been dreaming about for a while now. Well, you dreamed about being with him sexually, and this was just one of your many fantasies. Granted, Egon was usually never present, but that didn't deter you, not when your attention was focused on Ray. You found Egon attractive, sure, but Ray was the one that held your affections and fueled your desires.

But you never imagined that Ray would respond to you this way. You two might as well have been the only ones in the room. And so, you gave him the best show you could give.

You slid your finger down from your clit between your folds, humming at how wet you were.  When you first agreed to this experiment, you worried you might be too nervous, but thankfully, that was not the case. You then voiced your thoughts. 

"I'm so wet already."

Ray whimpered and parted his legs further, his hips pushing forward as if on their own accord in his desperate need to be touched. Your mouth practically watered at the sight of the bulge in his pants, his erection straining at the fabric. Neither he nor Egon was allowed to touch himself yet, but, God, you wished you could watch Ray as he watched you.

Egon also made a breathy sound as he watched you, but he seemed to be in a bit more control, furiously taking notes. You idly worried he might snap his pencil in half.

You slid your finger in and out, making a bit of a show of how wet you were before adding a second. You moaned lightly, tilting your head back.

"Are you imagining anything?" Egon's question cut through drifting thoughts.

"Yes," you breathed.

A pause as he wrote that down. "And what are you imagining?"

Your face flushed hot as you realized just what was going through your mind. You hesitated long enough for Egon to prompt you again.

"Everything said and done here is confidential," he said. "Whatever you're thinking about, there will be no judgment."

You couldn't look at either of them anymore, but you continued to move your fingers. "I'm imagining someone else touching me," you admitted quietly.

"Who?" Egon asked.

You briefly bit your lip. Should you lie? They wouldn't know the difference. But at the same time, you wanted him to know….

"D-Dr. Stantz."

For the first time, you heard Ray breathe out a curse. It was enough to have you look at him again. He had a death grip on the arms of his chair, and he'd broken out into a sweat. Egon cleared his throat again.

"I see. And do you often think about him when you masturbate?"

You'd already admitted this much; what difference would the whole truth make now? "Always." Ray's lips parted further, and he let out a harsh breath. "I always think about him."

"Always the same fantasy or different ones?"

"Different. Sometimes he's touching me. Other times he's— Fuck…" you breathed, your eyes closing as your mind was filled with images of Ray's face between your legs, his lips and tongue doing positively sinful things to your intimate flesh. You swallowed hard, and your voice was shaky when you spoke. "Other times, he's going down on me."

Ray breathed your name, nearly rising out of his chair. Aside from just wanting to touch himself, he obviously wanted you, too. He wanted to be the one touching you, the one to make you cum. It made you let out a proper moan this time.

"Egon," Ray then bit out.

"Not yet, Raymond."

"But—"

"Not. Yet."

You were so close now, the thoughts of Ray swirling around your head driving you to move your other hand between your legs, your fingers teasing your clit.

"Are you close, sweetheart?"

You whimpered at both Ray's question and the term of endearment he used. "Yes," you whined, rolling your hips. Each curl of your fingers brought forth a wet, squelching sound, letting both men know just how wet and how close you were. "Oh, Raymond, I'm so close!"

Ray let out a low moan. “I know, baby, I know.” He swallowed hard. “Just— Just keep imagining it's me, that it’s my fingers making you feel so good.”

You came at his words, tumbling over the edge with a cry of his name. Your juices slicked your fingers and thighs but between that and you crying out his name as you came, Ray only became even more desperate for you.

Meanwhile, Egon grabbed another pencil after breaking the lead tip off the first one. He had his lap strategically covered with the clipboard he was writing on, which might have made you chuckle under more normal circumstances.

Egon glanced at you and promptly cleared his throat. "Uh, Ray… I think we have enough for simply watching. We can move on to phase two."

You knew what phase two meant, and you weren't entirely ready. No, scratch that, you were very ready, but nothing could have ever quite prepared you for seeing Ray frantically work to get his pants undone and withdraw his cock, hard and leaking from having watched you bring yourself to orgasm.

The idea was that Egon was supposed to be a passive observer while you and Ray would test things out to see how the slime reacted to him reacting to different stimuli. You couldn't help but smirk at seeing Egon so flustered. There really was a hot-blooded man under those lab coats and sweater vests, after all. 

But Ray… Ray was more open with his reactions, even if there was a nice flush on his cheeks and a hesitancy in his movements. He was just as nervous as you but also just as eager. And now that you knew how badly he wanted you, too, it only enhanced the experience.

He groaned as he began stroking himself, slicking his cock with precum. Your legs parted further at the sight, your core throbbing, your hips shifting forward, and your fingers just barely teasing your clit again.

"Ray," you breathed, a desperate need to be filled by him washing over you.

He reached out his free hand to you. "Come here, sweetheart."

"But, Ray, that's not—" Egon began.

"I don't care, Spengler!" Ray watched you raptly as you stood and approached him, letting your robe slip to the floor. “I need… Sweetheart, I need…”

You sat down on his lap, straddling his thighs, and put your lips close to his. “Tell me, Ray,” you whispered. “What do you need?”

Ray's free hand gripped your hip, and his breath stuttered against your lips. “You. I need to be inside you, sweetheart. Please.”

You moaned and lifted up, lining his cock up with your entrance and sinking down onto him. He pressed into a heated kiss, both of you swallowing each other's moans and whimpers as his cock stretched your cunt, still sensitive from your orgasm. God, why had you never done this before with Ray….

You kissed him with fervor, licking into his mouth as you waited a moment to adjust to him. But as soon as you began moving, you both broke the kiss to gasp.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby."

You'd never get over hearing him curse, especially because you knew he was saying it because of you.

"God, Ray, so do you," you moaned, rolling your hips, loving the way his cock felt massaging your inner walls.

He ran his hands up your back and then back down to your hips. “I’ve imagined you, too,” he admitted quietly. “When I touch myself, I think of you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah.” He smiled a bit sheepishly. “Though nothing could have prepared me for the real thing.”

Ray grabbed your hips and aided your movements, helping you bounce on him. The mood slime on the table next to you bubbled over the side of the beaker, but you barely noticed. Ray then hooked his hands under your legs and stood, turning and stepping over to set you on the nearby workbench.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he rasped against your lips, resuming his thrusts.

"Why did it take so long?" you whispered back, holding him close.

"I was afraid you didn't feel the same. I didn't think I could stand your rejection."

"Oh, Raymond," you sighed. "I've wanted you for so long."

He moaned and redoubled his efforts, thrusting into you with abandon, chasing his release, all the while quickly pushing you towards yours.

"I'm going to cum, sweetheart," he gasped.

You hooked your legs around his waist to keep him close. "Yes, Raymond!" you cried. "Cum in me!"

You moaned in unison with Ray, finding your release. A second later, his thrusts faltered, and you felt his cock kick within you, his hot cum bathing your walls. You trembled and whimpered, pressing as close to him as possible. Ray held fast, both of you panting.

"So beautiful, sweetheart," he breathed, covering your face with kisses. "So perfect."

"So are you, Ray," you breathed back.

He smiled and repeatedly kissed you as you both caught your breath.

"You want to give Egie a turn?" Ray asked against your lips, smiling. "He's been very patient."

You nodded, gasping as Ray slipped from you, mourning the loss. But Egon was in front of you in a second, his pants and underwear already pushed halfway down his thighs. He ran the head of his cock through your folds.

"I know you don't want me like you do Ray, but—"

You cut Egon off by grabbing his face and kissing him. He hummed, startled, but melted into the kiss. Egon eased himself into you, making you moan into the kiss. He felt amazing, too, as he filled you, burying himself within you to the hilt, and immediately started moving. You broke the kiss with a gasp and wrapped your arms tightly around his shoulders. After watching just you and then watching you and Ray, Egon was more than desperate, his moans and whines like music to your ears.

You were so lost in your pleasure, so needy for release again, that even Venkman could have come in here and taken over, and you wouldn't have minded.

Ray was leaning up against the workbench opposite you and locked eyes with you. He was lightly touching himself again, his cock stiffening in his hand. You threaded your fingers into Egon’s hair and tugged, moaning as you watched Ray pleasure himself.

Pulling on Egon’s hair was apparently too much for him, for he suddenly pulled out of you with a choked moan and immediately came on your thigh. If he had stayed inside you, you probably would have cum with him, but you were still teetering right on the edge. You just needed a little more, just a touch…

Ray stepped up behind Egon and put a hand on his shoulder. Egon stepped to the side, and Ray took his place, his lips meeting yours as he sheathed himself inside of you once more in one fluid movement, making you sob in pleasure. Things seemed extra slick between you, and it took you a second to realize he'd used the mood slime to lube himself up.

The sheer amount of pleasure that coursed through you as Ray fucked you through your orgasm had you shaking and sobbing and clinging to Ray for dear life as you came harder than you had the previous times that evening. Ray's hums, whimpers, and frantic thrusts told you he likely felt the same way.

Your mind felt fuzzy in your post-orgasmic haze, but you were aware enough to feel Ray snap his hips hard one last time before spilling inside you, his cock and hot cum making you feel so full you might go insane.

"Yes," he exhaled, followed by a shaky moan, his forehead pressed hard to yours. "Oh, yes, sweetheart."

You ran your hands restlessly over his back and through his damp hair, all while you gasped for breath. You might as well have been a puddle of pure bliss, completely spent and sated. 

Ray eventually stepped away from you once he'd caught his breath, and Egon appeared at your side, pants done up again, and cleaned you up with a warm, damp cloth. You jumped a bit when he touched between your legs, still overly sensitive, but he was so gentle. You smiled and squeezed his hand as a thank you when he finished.

"You did wonderfully," he murmured and tilted his head toward the table that was now mostly covered in mood slime that had expanded exponentially in volume. The excess was dripping onto the floor. "We've never gotten such good results."

His faint smile was teasing, and you lightly shoved him. "Gee, thanks."

Ray approached again, dressed once more, with your robe in hand. He helped you get it back on and gently kissed your forehead.

"Thank you," he whispered, and you knew he meant it sincerely, that he was thanking you for the experience and finally admitting your feelings to him.

"I love you, Raymond," you whispered back.

He grinned and tenderly kissed your lips. "I love you, too."

With shaky legs, you moved over to the couch along the wall and sat next to Egon, who was going over his notes. Ray left for a few moments to find something for you all to snack on, leaving you and Egon alone. You looked up at him.

"Egon… I have to ask… Did you really need me for this experiment?"

"Of course." He then hesitated. "But I also had an ulterior motive…"

You raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"It was frustrating seeing you and Raymond obviously wanting each other but never doing anything about it. Your distraction was becoming… problematic and was hindering our work. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands."

"Well, I'm glad you did, then." You leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Thank you."

Egon smiled a bit bashfully. "You're welcome. And thank you for including me in this. I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't even going to be here, but Ray seemed to think it would be better with both of us present."

"It was all perfect. Both of you were. And besides, I think Ray and I will have plenty of time alone now."

Ray returned after that, laid out the spread he'd gathered on the table, and quickly sat beside you, his arm immediately going around your shoulders to draw you to his side.

"Everything okay?" he asked.

You leaned into him, pecking him on the lips. "Everything's perfect."

Ray smiled warmly at you. "Yeah, absolutely perfect."

[dutchessofcaladan]

Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence

Chapters 1-8

Epilogue! This will lead to my next fic Ghostbusters: The Curse of Koza'Rai which I hope to begin writing soon! As always, I hope you guys enjoy and a big thank you to @phantomoftheparadise0002 for beta-reading this!

Ray sat in the study, examining a new book that had recently come in, struggling slightly with translating it.

Flipping a few pages on, his eyes darted to a picture of a man who looked as if he was screaming, not in fear, but in anger, reaching out to whoever looked upon his picture.

Upon further inspection, he noticed the faint image of apparitions in the background. Running his fingers over the picture, his gaze landed on the name.

“Koza'Rai.” He muttered.

“Ray?!” Alex called from down the hall. “You ready?! Callie said the reservation was for 8!”

“Yeah! I, I'll be there in a minute!” He stuttered, shutting the book.

As the door shut, muffling the rest of their conversation, a wind began to blow through the study.

Blowing the book open the the page containing Koza'Rai, a hand began to stretch out from the book, soon followed by a face.

[amelia-mariee]

i use tumblr so much and for so many different things / interests / fandoms that i always forget the whole reason i started using tumblr was so that i could be a part of the online ghostbusters fandom a few years ago. i remembered this last night and i looked around and realized everyone i used to follow during that time either moved on or indefinitely closed their accounts. i’m seeing a lot of “updated 2 years ago”. is there still a ghostbusters fandom on here?? i can’t believe we all forgot about each other. i’ve had a lot of hyper fixations and been a part of a lot of fandoms but this one in particular is hard for me to get over for some reason. Guys, we were a COMMUNITY. WHAT HAPPENED

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @lulusplaycorner, @psychokinetic-ectoplasm, @theselfshippingwitch

warnings: swearing, mentioned cheating (but not really)

I turned to look at ray who nodded at me. Smiling brightly, I rounded the corner to see all the little kids sitting at their parents feet. Callie was perched on egons lap while Oscar sat besides Dana.

“who’s ready for Santa?” I called, subtly holding out my hand to tell ray to wait. All the kids yelled and I waved him in. “Here he is! Santa’s here!” I quickly moved to the side by Peter before I got mobbed by kids.

“How he can stand to be in that stuffy suit surrounded by a bunch of crotch goblins I’ll never know.” Peter mumbled. I elbowed him, earning a pleased look from Dana.

“one of those crotch goblins is yours peter. I hope you know that.” I pointed out. The kids circled ray as he tried to make his way to the only free chair in the room. They all talked over each other yet ray was somehow able to hear what they were saying and respond to each one.

“Alright. Hold on everyone. Let’s form a line and everyone will get a chance to talk to Santa.” Ray said, voice deepened to try to hide the fact it was him. The only one eyeing him suspiciously was Winston’s son, William. Winston was holding him by the shoulders, whispering in his ear as the younger kids pushed their way into a line. Ray swung Callie up onto his knee. I smiled fondly at him as she erupted into giggles. Egon tensed for a second before making an exit towards the kitchen, his wife trailing after him.

“he’s still overprotective.” Peter whispered, catching my gaze. “Thinks something like that is going to hurt her. He’s getting better but…” he shrugged. “You remember how egon was.” I nodded.

“it’s still strange to see him with a kid. But you have to admit, he’s a great father.” I said. Peter smirked and nudged me.

“speaking of fathers, how’s ray doing?” He asked. I laughed.

“couldn’t be better. I’m waiting til he picks her up as Santa. I’m curious to see how that one goes.” I said. “Winston and I have a bet. I say she’s gonna recognize him no matter what. Winston says she’s too young to know the difference.” Peter raised an eyebrow.

“put me down for she knows.” He whispered. “That why she’s going last?” I nodded.

“why ruin it for the others? They’ll know she knows who it is. Especially if she grabs onto his shirt the way she does. Kind of hard to hide it then.” I said. Peter chuckled.

“sounds like someone else I know when ray gets his hands on them.” He said. “Wonder where she learned that from?”

“shut up Pete.” I said, shoving him as William walked away from ray. “Ready Santa?” I asked, leaning over the bassinet as the kids were troped upstairs to bed.

“ready.” Ray said, holding out his arms for his daughter. I set her in his arms and smiled as ray looked down at her. She wiggled in his arms, waking up. Blinking at him, she grabbed the beard and tugged. I smirked as she pulled the beard down.

“Dada.” She said, my smirk turning into a smile. “Dada.” Ray looked up at me with tears in his eyes.

“Shit. guess dressing as Santa for her is out of the question.” He joked, voice cracking. “Too smart for her own good.” He laughed, rubbing his finger over her cheek and resigning to the fact he was wrapped around her finger as she grabbed onto it. “Well shit.” Ray sniffed, laughing as he tried to blink back tears. “I didn’t know id be so emotional hearing her say that.” I hugged him, wrapping an arm around her as I kissed his cheek.

“yeah well. She’s a daddy’s girl. Of course it was going to be her first word.” I teased him. Ray smiled at me before getting up to put her back down as everyone came back down. “Alright. Pay up. She knew. And she said her first word.” Ray turned slightly red, making Winston and Dana groan.

“shit.” Winston muttered. “How does she know ray? How the hell does she know?” Ray shrugged as he watched me get paid.

“She’s just smart I guess.” He said, glancing up stairs.

“Everyone in bed?” Winston asked. Everyone nodded and ray went to his locker to grab the bag of presents. “Good. Let’s get started.” The tree in Peter’s office was still lit from earlier in the night and we started sectioning off the presents for each of the kids. Ray would occasionally pause to look over at me as I put out some presents for Oscar or our baby, moving closer to him as I worked. Suddenly, Ray grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into a kiss.

"Aw great. We lost them." Peter groaned. "Everyone carry on. Egon get the hose." Egon rolled his eyes as he patted Peter's shoulder.

"Leave them alone Peter. They don't get much time alone right now." Egon whispered as Ray deepened the kiss. I held onto the belt of the costume as Ray cupped my cheek. He broke away with a smile.

"Mistletoe." He whispered, glancing up for a second. I followed his gaze before smiling softly at him with a shake of my head. "Venkman's idea."

"Oh I know it was." I murmured before gently tugging on his shirt to kiss him again.

"Break it up lovebirds. Time for the adults to go to sleep." Winston joked as he patted Ray on the shoulder. Ray broke away with a smile, lips slightly swollen from being kissed. I bit my lip as he nodded before leaving me completely to get our daughter.

"Come on sweetheart. Time to sleep. And then tomorrow morning you get all the presents." Ray whispered to her as she yawned and stretched. "Yeah I know. It's been a long day." Holding tight to her, Ray slipped his arm over my shoulder as we headed to our room in the Firehouse. "You know, if it weren't for her..." I laughed as I wrapped my arm around Ray's waist.

"And your back." I laughed. "We'd be sleeping in the Ecto. I know. You forget we've been doing this a few years now Ray." His cheeks tinted pink as we reached our room. He set our baby down in the crib before going to change out of the suit.

"Do you think any of the kids know?" Ray asked as he got into bed, arm around my waist as we laid face to face.

"William might. And Oscar seems to be starting to question it a little. Mostly wondering where you are when Santa shows up." I said. "But I also trust them to keep their mouths shut." Ray nodded before kissing me softly. We fell asleep not long after. The sound of feet running down the staircase woke us up. Ray kissed my cheek before getting a robe. He picked up our daughter and headed into the kitchen to get her a bottle while he waited on coffee. I entered the lobby to see Ray holding his coffee cup in the air with a bottle in his robe pocket, surrounded by kids.

"Ray. Ray. (Y/N) kissed Santa last night!" Callie said, looking up at Ray with big eyes. Egon shared a look with his wife, slight concern etched on his face. "How could (Y/N) kiss Santa? Do they not love you?"

"(Y/N) loves me very much." Ray assured her, ruffling her hair with his free hand. "I'm sure they had very good reason to kiss Santa last night." He looked up at me, trying very hard to keep himself from laughing.

"But Ray!" Oscar exclaimed. "You don't understand. (Y/N) KISSED Santa. Under the mistletoe. While everyone else put out the presents!" Peter walked over to me after leaning over the bassinet and tickling the baby.

"So what do you think?" he whispered. "Think they've realized Ray is Santa yet?" I shook my head.

"Nope. Not if they are this worked up over it." I whispered back. Peter nodded, watching Ray make his way over to the couch and sit down. Ray continued to try to explain why he wasn't upset by this news without giving anything away or laughing. I finally turned towards Peter and covered my mouth while laughing. "I cannot believe we didn't know they snuck down."

"Well, I will say you two were pretty distracted. But then again so were we." Peter said. I nodded and made my way over to ray.

“hey guys! Don’t you want to see what Santa brought you?” I called, making my way to the couch before sitting down next to ray. The kids took off and I giggled as ray sighed. He relaxed against the couch before handing Dana the bottle, smiling thankfully up at her. “So they’re pretty upset.” I teased. Ray rolled his eyes.

“yeah well…” he said before kissing me softly. “Someone did see you kissing Santa Claus last night.” We both chuckled as egon sat next to us.

“what are two going to do when she’s old enough to sneak down and catches you?” He asked, looking at us with a knowing smile.

“well she’ll just know it’s ray anyway.” I shrugged. “Last night proved it. Besides, I think she’ll have a sixth sense about it.” Egon looked at me confused.

“sixth sense?” He looked between ray and me.

“she’s gonna know how much we love each other that it couldn’t be anyone but me.” Ray said, smiling before kissing me again. The kids broke our kiss apart as they raced back over with their presents. Ray smiled at me before taking a sip of coffee and watching the festivities start.

[nerdywineaunt]

Fiiiiinally home and I can work on my Ray Stantz fic!

[zeldabotwbrainrot]

I can’t find the master list thing I did so a new one IG:

My commissions are open! Here’s my Ko-Fi

For now I am only doing busts of OCs and canon characters. Doing full bodies took a toll on my mental health, though I might do waist up if you ask nicely /hj

𝐏𝐟𝐩 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠: @kabukiaku

NSFW asks now open! Now I’m officially 18 and have full control of my account.

Things I won’t do:

- incest

- r@pe

- sexual assault/harassment

- non con

- pedophilia

Ghost Band

- Primo

- Secondo

- Terzo

Cook!reader

Aftermath with Terzo

“Amore mio your as beautiful as the day I met you”

“See something you like amore?”

“Now and forever Amore”

“I’m always here amore”

- Copia / Frater Imperator

Copia with an s/o that’s practically a soundboard

Copia meets your friends

Dracopia

Copias chaos!ghoul

Copia Confessing to you

Copia X buff!reader

Antichrist Copia

“Stay with me”

First meeting copia (he gets aroused)

“I’ll never leave Amore”

“Choose to run away with me?”

Dracopia Angst

“SOS he’s in disguise”

“Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me”

Copia with a buff!reader

RHRN Copia angst

RHRN: Don’t you forget about your friend death

“Lucifer, whispering silently into your mind”

“Eyes on me Cara Mia” (18+ MDNI)

- most of the ghouls

- ocs

- Young Nihil

“No your never alone”

“Satanas your beautiful”

“Just wanna be with Chu in the moonlight”

- Mixed Headcanons

Touch starved s/o

Ghostbusters

- Ray Stantz

“Back off she’s a scientist and my girlfriend”

“It’s ok we can fight it one little bite at a time”

“Comfy”

“Wait me?”

- Peter Venkman

“He’s a slime ball”

- Egon Spengler (my beloved)

“It’s called a floor nap”

“What. Just. Happened”

“What’s Up Doc?”

“Spengs got a date before Venkman”

“Baby Fever”

“How can you just…stand there?”

“Your arts amazing”

“Your doing good, I’m proud”

“I promise your ok dove”

“Breath with me dove”

“Radio Static”

“Don’t you dare fucking leave me again”

“Peppered Kisses”

“You messed with the wrong scientist”

“I told you so..are you crying?”

- Winston

- Phoebe Spengler

- Old man Egon

“See you again”

- Old man Ray

- Old man Peter

- Old Man Winston

- Polyamory with the ghostbusters

“I promise you’ll be safe with us”

“We love you, and each other”

OCs:

- Sal Stantz (Ghostbusters)

- Janet Venkman (Ghostbusters)

- Violet Brett (Ghostbusters)

- Green Diamond (Steven Universe)

- Plum Diamond (Steven Universe)

- Queen Bee/Janet Carter (BATIM)

- Sei Emeritus/Papa V (Ghost Band OC)

- Sen Morrison (Later Emeritus) (Ghost Band OC)

- Ophelia (One Piece OC)

Baby Boom

- Steven Buchner (Harold Ramis’ character)

"Lets just focus on the dinner..and us"

Steven Universe

- Pearl

- Garent

- Amethyst

- White, Yellow and Blue Diamond

Baldurs Gate 3:

- Asterion

- Shadowheart

- Wyll

[ more to come as I play ]

One Piece:

I haven’t seen a lot of it but I’ll be writing as I watch.

Anime:

- Monkey D Luffy.

- Rorona Zoro

- Nami

- Usopp

- Sanji

- Buggy The Clown Pirate

- Smoker

- Ace

- Princess Vivi

- Chopper (in a platonic way)

- Dracule Mihawk

Live action:

- Dracule Mihawk

- Buggy The Clown

“I promise I’ll do better”

- Vinsmoke Sanji

“Kitty Claws”

- Shanks

- Zoro

- Nami

JJBA

Part 1:

- Jonathan Joestar

- Dio Brando

- Erina Pendleton

Part 2:

- Joseph Joestar

- Caesar Zepelli

Part 3:

- Jotaro Kujo

- Old Joseph Joestar

- Old Caesar Zepelli (AU where he’s alive)

- Noriaki Kakyoin

- Jean Pierre Polnareff

- Muhammad Avdol

Part 4:

- Josuke Higashikata

- Nijimura Okuyasu

- Rohan Kishibe

- Older Jotaro Kujo

- Older Noriaki Kakyoin (AU where he didn’t die)

Part 5:

None as of yet, as I haven’t watched it.

Part 6:

- Jolyne Kujo

- Old man Jotaro Kujo (again fuck canon he doesn’t die)

- old man Noriaki Kakyoin (fuck it he doesn’t die)

Live action Part 4:

- Jotaro Kujo

- Nijimaru Okuyasu

- Josuke Higashikata

- Koichi Hirose

Doki Doki Precure:

- Mana Aida/Cure Heart

- Aguri Madoka/Cure Ace

- Rikka Hishikawa/Cure Diamond

- Makoto Kenzaki/Cure Sword

- Alice Yotsuba/Cure Rosetta

TMNT:

2012:

Leonardo

Donatello

Raphael

Michelangelo

Splinter/Hamato Yoshi

Shredder/Oroku Saki

Rise

Leonardo

Donatello

Michelangelo

Raphael

April O’Neil

Casey Jones

Casey Jones JR.

Bayverse Movies

Leonardo

Donatello

Raphael

Michelangelo

Splinter

Shredder/Oroku Saki

Casey Jones

That’s it..

[atomic--peach]

🎶One of these things is not like the others🎶