#abby yates imagine

[gayvampirecomedy]

i am forever mourning the ghostbusters 2016 sequel

[fly-on-my-sweet-angel]

Ghostbusters Preference- How You Meet

Holtzmann and you meet when you deliver food to the lab one day. She thinks your gorgeous and is very confident flirting with you even though she’s a total dork doing it. A knock comes from door and the smell of warm food comes into the lab. Holtzmann turns around and can see the delivery person from the window in the door. “I’ll get it!” Holtzmann shouts as she takes her coat off and walks confidently and excitedly to the door.  “Hey there, I’m Jillian Holtzmann, most call me Holtzmann.” She tells you as she opens the door.  “Y/N Y/L/N, most call me Y/N.” You say back as you hand her her food. 

Erin and you meet when she goes a trip to the record store down the road. Holtzmann had really gotten into cd’s lately but was busy so she asked Erin to go down with a list of cd’s she wanted.  Walking into the store Erin noticed a song she didn’t recognise but behind the counter she noticed that the cute clerk was dancing away to it.  “Hey, how can I help you?” The clerk says to Erin turning around As they turn around Erin can’t believe how gorgeous they are and wanted to start up a conversation. “Hey... um cool music..” Erin tells them as she does an awkward dance trying to play it cool. 

Patty meets you when you come to the ghostbusters headquarters looking for help with a haunting.  “Hello, anyone here?” You call out as you turn about and hear a big crash.  Turning around you notice that you’ve smashed a little ghost statue that was sitting on a table. “Oh shit..” You say quietly to yourself.  As you turn around you notice the 4 women themselves walk down the stairs. “I’m so sorry I was just seeing if anyone was here, I really didn’t mean to break anything, I’m sorry. How much do I owe you for it?” You tell them anxiously. “Free of charge.” Patty tells you. “Patty that was a gift from the mayor himself it’s not free of charge.” Abby says. “Okay well A. the mayor doesn’t like us, I mean that was one crappy gift for saving his butt and b. Holtzmann as broken worse stuff than that since we’ve been here. Also why charge such a lovely lady.” She says walking down the stairs to meet you. 

Abby and you meet because you were new to the university and needed help finding a part of the university. You notice her soup dilemma with much understanding.  “Seriously what is this?” You hear someone say as you walk into the lab hoping to find someone who could help you around the building.  As you walk in you see a woman looking at a really bad looking mix of soup.  “Wow that looks like some crap soup.” You interrupt as you walk in. “Right?! Thank you! At least someone understands.” She says to you.  “Yeah I love soup and the ratio is very important.” You tell her with a smile.  “Thank you! Thank you very much!” Abby says with a smile back. 

[erin-gilberts]

I am just very soft over the idea of Erin storming back into Abby's life 20 years later and Abby is suddenly looking at this woman who is so much older she has wrinkles on the backs of her hands and her body is a little softer and thicker than Abby remembers, because they went and aged while neither was looking and now they aren't these barely-fledged 22-year-old seniors in college any more, they're 42 and they've lived entire lives without each other -

- but it's not bad, it's just different, and it's still beautiful in its own way, how Erin's eyes have never changed even though it's an adjustment to recognize this is who that 22-year-old became, without her, and it's even exciting when it doesn't remind her of how much of each other's lives they missed, because it means Abby has the unique opportunity to discover her all over again, and to catalogue every spot and mark and laugh line and wrinkle and all the million little indicators of survival against the odds

idK I am just very soft about aging and the idea it's a beautiful force that deserves to be celebrated instead of feared and hidden away and they give me a very convenient outlet to be soft about this

[eveningsandcoffeespoons]

one of my most beloved Ghostbusters headcanons is that at Higgins Abby and Holtzmann had this silent, invisible entourage of queer science babies. 

Silent and invisible because none of them would ever step into the lab or dream of starting up a conversation, and most of them never even take a class with Holtz or Abby. 

Their queer science baby fanclub survives off glimpses and scraps--doing homework in adjacent hallways near the basement stairs in case the Dr.s go home for the night, passing along tips for tying silk scarves, sharing gossip from a friend’s sister’s husband about the time Dr. Yates went to a conference ten years ago and he was on the panel next door (the shame!). 

It’s not a group looking for mentors. The entourage aren’t at Higgins for that, for the most part. Some of them find their way to other colleges; one or two even find themselves all the way to post-docs. But they’re the exceptions. Most of the members aren’t even scientists; there’s just something queerly charismatic about the women in the basement and their occasional medium-sized poofs. 

They do go on to shine, though. They get a better sense of their life goals or their wife goals, leave with a healthier respect for science-with-an-i, or find a piece of sunshine to keep going when dropping out starts to sound like an easy solution to a messy set of circumstances. There’s something about seeing weird, wonderful women thoroughly absorbed in the work they love that can do a soul good, even if they’re nothing like your actual dreams. And finding your way to the Yatesmann fan club is a great way to snag a fantastic squad of friends on the way. 

And Holtz and Abby have no idea. 

[helloiliketits]

Me: Babe come over (;

Jillian: I’m busy.

Me: I think there’s a ghost here.

Jillian:

When bae sends nudes but you wanted ghosts’ info instead

[lucina1998]

Chapters: 28/? Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jillian Holtzmann/You, Jillian Holtzmann/Other(s) Characters: Jillian Holtzmann, Abby Yates, Patty Tolan, Reader, Kevin Beckman, Erin Gilbert Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, Reader-Interactive Summary:

You are Jillian Holtzmann’s girlfriend. Everything is perfect, the gang loves you, your girlfriend loves you and you love her, and you get to test out all of your girlfriend's new gadgets. Then, one of the upgrades on a proton packs malfunctions and you're injured. How badly are you hurt and what will become of you and your beloved?

[ratcoon]

Incorrect Babysitters club

Kristy: Shh. Does everybody hear that? Do you know what that sound was?

Dawn: What?

Kristy: That was the sound of my PATIENCE shattering into a billion little PIECES!

———

Stacey: its 70 degrees in here! That’s like... Florida!

———

Mary Anne: do you think I’ll be alone at 50

Kristy: aw, you know you’re not going to make it to 50

———

Janine: answer your phone

Claudia: hold on, let me find it

Janine: very well

Claudia:....

Janine:....

Janine: now listen here

———

Claudia: do you think I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Mary Anne: you’re a hazard to society

Kristy: and a coward, do 20

———

Karen: are you alive? Knock once for yes, twice for no

David Michael: *knocks twice*

Andrew: oh my gosh! What should we do? He’s dead!

———

Dawn: HYDRATE OR DIEDRATE

Stacey: *throws water bottles*

———

Kristy: hi, welcome to Apple bees would you like the apples or the bees?

Dawn: uh... bees?

Stacey: She chose the bees!

Dawn: wait

Claudia: *walks by shaking a jar of bees*

Mary Anne: WAIT!

———

Richard: why aren’t the plates in alphabetical order?

Mary Anne: *crying* what does that even mean?

———

Janine: did you eat the powdered donuts?

Claudia: *with powder on her face* no

Janine: what’s that on your face?

Claudia: ITS COCAINE

———

Kristy: *throwing a ball around* BONUS POINTS IF YOU HIT MY BROTHERS

———

Dawn: so what’s this club like?

Mary Anne: imagine working with completely civilized, responsible, and mature people

Dawn:..

Mary Anne: now throw that idea out the window

———

Random guy: I love you

Kristy: wrong number

Guy: you’re right here?

Kristy: wrong address

Guy: what?

Kristy: leave a message at the tone. Beep-

———

Vanessa: give a man fire and he’ll be warm for a day. Set him on fire and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.

Mallory: that’s not how that works-

———

Kristy: hello people who don’t live here

Mary Anne: hello

Dawn: hi

Stacey: hey

Kristy: we gave you the key for emergencies!

Claudia: we were out of Doritos

———

Mary Anne: why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed

Stacey:..

Claudia:..

Dawn: I’m gonna tell her

Kristy: don’t you dare

———

Elizabeth: My daughter is at that age where she has one thing on her mind

Watson: boys? Girls?

Elizabeth: homocide

Watson: same with Karen

———

Kristy: the next person to say ‘Same’, ‘Mood’, or ‘Me’ is getting thrown out of the meeting

Stacey: same

Dawn: mood

Claudia: me

———

Claudia: yote!

Stacey: Yeeted!

Dawn: yate!

Mary Anne: I just want to know who threw Kristy out a window

———

Air plane guy: make sure all small things are secure

Jessi: *to Mallory* are you secure?

———

Abby Stevenson: have you seen my boss?

Abby Stevenson: short, brown hair, brown eyes

Abby Stevenson: clearly gay but we haven’t had the talk yet

———

Dawn: they say 70% of your body is h20

Kristy: well the other 30 percent of me wants2die

Mary Anne: we talked about this

[lesbians-love-samwilson]

Chapters: 30/? Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Erin Gilbert/Jillian Holtzmann, Erin Gilbert/Original Male Character(s), Erin Gilbert/Abby Yates, Jillian Holtzmann/Abby Yates, Jillian Holtzmann/Patty Tolan, Rebecca Gorin/Jillian Holtzmann, Jillian Holtzmann/You, Polybusters, Erin Gilbert/Jillian Holtzmann/Abby Yates, Erin Gilbert/Patty Tolan, Erin Gilbert/Jillian Holtzmann/Patty Tolan/Abby Yates Additional Tags: Past Relationship(s), First Dates, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Break Up, Drunk Dancing, Feels, Crying, Hurt No Comfort, Alternate Universe - Teenagers, Teacher-Student Relationship, Smut, Hurt, Unplanned Pregnancy, Post-Movie(s), Pre-Movie(s), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Summary:

Erin first date with holtzmann part of a song series

[ao3feed-holtzbert]

by crotch_centric

Holtz has a creative, radical brain. Not one that enjoys agendas, timelines, and policy. She's already counted all the paperclips on his desk and could tell you exactly how many watts the lightbulbs were using per hour. One time she challenged herself to hold five marbles in her mouth for the duration of the meeting, just to see if she could without anyone finding out. She did.

This meeting, she's ovulating. Her hormones won't be settled with a couple simple games, so instead she delves into the most sporadic place she can find: her imagination.

Words: 2824, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Ghostbusters (2016)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Jillian Holtzmann, Erin Gilbert, Abby Yates, Patty Tolan

Relationships: Erin Gilbert/Jillian Holtzmann

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2j6BMDI

[ao3feed-ghostbusters]

That Kiss Tho *enter FangirlKeySmash here*

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2yAA6g9

by RowdyHoltzy

A re-imagining of the Themyscira SNL skit, with Abby and Holtzy and Much More Gay™️.

Words: 540, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wonder Woman (2017), Ghostbusters (2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Wonder Woman - Character, Jillian Holtzmann, Abby Yates

Relationships: Wonder Woman/Jillian Holtzmann

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2yAA6g9

[worldoftheskeptic]

🔜

Disney AU, Villain/Marty Edition//Sounds Like This//Not Accepting

Upstairs at the Chinese restaurant, there had been a disturbance for a long time. A loud tapping, like someone wearing dress shoes went stomping across the floor, or maybe even the sound of a cane, clicking in step with its owner.

There was a stain on the sidewalk below that wouldn’t go away. Children stepped over it, or avoided the path altogether for fear of angering the murdered soul who was said to stare down from the upstairs window.

The cleanup crew had scrubbed and scrubbed, but the dark spot on the ground just wouldn’t go away, like a splash of red ink on the concrete.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The noise became unbearable for patrons on the ground floor, and many outright refused to eat upstairs. There was a presence there, they said. Watching them with disdain and even envy. Some even reported the temptation to jump out the window. They kept the blinds closed.

Eventually, the owners and proprietors of the establishment had no choice. Their business was failing, and somehow it wasn’t Benny’s fault. In fact, the young man had almost quit when something tripped him on the way up the stairs. He had a bruise on his shin for weeks afterward. It was hilarious.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Ring!

So after a long while, it finally sunk in that they should call the Ghostbusters. Benny did the honors. I almost had to cut the phone line when he talked for almost an hour. Ms. Gilbert had answered the phone. It seems their Secretary was more useless than I’d imagined when I saw him the first time. Maybe he and Benny are related.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Breeeeeaww!

The siren was just for show. It really wasn’t an emergency. In fact, they were more likely to cause one with Ms. Holtzmann driving like a maniac. I heard them coming up the stairs. Everything was set up perfectly.

I’d set a chair in front of the window. Without its former occupants, the red and yellow tiles were a barren expanse of floor. It was good. All the more out of place that dumb little chair seemed. It really drew in the eyes.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Clunk!

Heavy footsteps came up the stairs. One. Two. Three. Four…and five? They’d brought their Secretary with them. Nice touch.

The curious one, Ms. Yates didn’t hesitate to scan my setup. She moved dangerously close to the window. I decided to entertain myself by tapping on the stupid one’s shoulder. He turned around. Nothing there. It took a few more times for anyone else to notice.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

“We know you’re there!”

That was the redheaded one. Erin Gilbert. She liked to think herself a colleague of mine. I made my way across the floor.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Crash!

The chair went tumbling into her and right through the fishtank. I was so angry I couldn’t help it. This was not part of the plan, but it was certainly worth it.

“Is he laughing?”

Patty Tolan held her gun at the ready. I was laughing.

“Do you think I’m scared?”

Abby helped Erin up from her spot next to the fish tank, brushing glass from her hair. Blood flowed from a cut on her cheek. I ripped open the blinds to get a better look.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Rip!

“Shoot him!”

“How? I dunno where he is!”

“I’m just gonna take a guess.”

“Holtzmann!”

The blast went through the window. It shattered into glittering pieces in the sun. I looked down for a moment and felt nauseous. I almost had to grip the windowsill, before I remembered it wouldn’t do any good.

There was a bright line on the floor. It had been there since before I got here, but it grew more intense. I felt strong enough to hurt someone.

I didn’t think much about what happened next. A swift blow to the torso sent Holtzmann landing on her backside. Gilbert ran to help her, as did the others, but I didn’t care about them.

I grabbed both of her lapels and dragged her towards the edge. Holtzmann grabbed her ankle when she realized what was going on. The other two made for her shoulders. Beckman looked terrified.

Hands that only I could see reached up from the line on the floor, the crack between dimensions and pulled them away. Finally, I had her.

Eyes wide and terrified, she screamed as she fell face-first.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

“Help!”

Crack!

The ghosts retreated back into the crack between dimensions. The other three women ran down the stairs, too concerned with their friend to bother with me.

I caught my reflection on a shard of glass at the edge of the window. A glittering white reflection of a woman stood behind me. Her eyes were deep maroon, hair cropped short at the top of her head. When I turned, a young man stood beside her as well. He looked about as dead as I was. There was something canine about his appearance.

“Hello, Martin. Would you care to join us?”

[thegirlsinthefirehouse]

Descendants, Chapter 42

-----

Holtzmann was happy to be lazy on a Saturday.

She was on the floor with Eliana who was under her baby gym. Abby had found it herself at Target, surprised that it fit with the space theme they had going on. It was white and silver, and it had clouds, suns, and stars hanging down. It lit up and played music, which Holtz had automatically changed to play a piano version of the theme from Doctor Who for her own enjoyment. She had even hung a plush TARDIS in the middle. Ellie was reaching for one of the stars, which made Holtz grin. So far, their little girl had started early on wanting to get hold of items and had already grabbed two things: Holtz’s necklace and Abby’s glasses. Since she was getting the hang of her hands and grabbing things easily, they had decided to try letting her play in the baby gym.

“You are getting good with those,” cooed Holtz. She had already let Ellie have a little tummy time which had been a bit of an adventure. She had been kicking her legs out and it had really surprised Holtzmann for a moment because it looked like she was going to put her knees down and take off crawling. But as much as the thought delighted her, she really, really didn’t want her baby to be growing up so fast.

“I know I said while you were still percolating that you were going to be building rocket ships by age three, but don’t grow up so fast kid. I don’t think this momma’s nerves can handle it.” She rubbed her fingers across Eliana’s cheek, smiling a little. “You need to stay little and young as much as possible.” Holtz sighed, a little melancholy as she remembered her childhood. “Hopefully your younger years will be spared from losing one of us. Losing a parent absolutely sucks when you’re seven.” The thought scared Holtz, quite frankly. There was always danger on their job, she knew that. But it had never seemed that real till now. Things seemed so much different now that she had a kid. She loved Abby and knew her wife would grieve for her, but she and Ellie both would move on one day. If something happened to her and Abby... and Erin and Patty...

She didn’t want to think about it. Especially if she lost Abby. She hit the spot on the gym that had the music box and it started to play. She hummed along and glanced up at the couch where her wife had dozed off, all stretched out in slumber.

“Your other momma was tired,” said Holtzmann to Eliana. “She is not getting enough sleep.” She heard a knock on the door through the video system. Holtz frowned. They weren’t expecting anyone, and it was the weekend. They didn’t have any clients coming in. If it was Erin or Patty, they would have used their keys and the code.

“Jillian?” she heard through the camera and intercom system. Holtz got up quickly and went over to the screen when she recognized the voice just to make sure she wasn’t hearing things.

“Doctor Gorin! Be right there,” she said into the two-way intercom, surprised that her mentor was downstairs. She hesitated for a moment, not wanting to leave Ellie unattended on the floor with Abby asleep. And they were about to have company, so...

Holtz went over and shook her wife’s shoulder. “Abs, wake up.” Abby made a face in her sleep.

“Doctor Gorin is here.”

Abby’s eyes opened quickly. “Wha---?” She said, grimacing at her stiffness. “Did you know she was coming?”

“Nope,” said Holtz. “I need to get downstairs.”

Abby nodded and Holtz went over to the fire pole, smiling as Abby got up off the couch and went over to Eliana. Holtzmann started towards the door, opening it with a wide, cheesy grin.

“Rebecca, it’s been so long!” Doctor Gorin leveled her gaze at Holtz.

“Jillian, I do hope you plan on replacing that video system one day in the near future. Five minutes and my cell phone and I could have had it playing you old reruns of I Love Lucy.”

“That was Erin’s doings, not mine,” said Holtz in her defense. “The business is paying for the security.”

“Whoever sold it to her should be incarcerated,” muttered Doctor Gorin. She stepped inside when Holtzmann opened the door wider and let in her mentor.

“Are you here to see the new setup for the containment unit? I know I sent you the specs to go over and your input was very helpful in terms of the outflow to--”

“No, although I would like to see your handiwork while I am here,” said Doctor Gorin. “But I was in town for a meeting and I thought I would come by and see your new experiment?”

“New experiment?” repeated Holtz. She really didn’t have anything new that she was working on that she needed Gorin’s input, but...

“Not your work,” said Doctor Gorin, looking amused. “Your baby, Jillian.”

“OH!” said Holtz, laughing for a moment. “Right. Upstairs. We were just having play time.” Rebecca nodded and they headed for the stairs.

“You’ve been sending me pictures of you and your daughter since she was born. At first, I thought you were joking, but then I saw an article where your wife and your colleague are trying to change the rules of how ghosts are categorized and Doctor Yates was quite pregnant.”

“We have a beautiful baby girl,” grinned Holtz, feeling quite giddy. She felt quite proud to be telling Doctor Gorin this, although she really didn’t know why. “Seven weeks and she’s already grabbing for things.”

“I’m surprised you two want to have children in this environment.” “Need the next generation,” said Holtz, gesturing up the stairwell. “We’ve already established a new team, and it got us all to thinking about the future.”

“So this is a little Jillian Holtzmann in the making,” commented Doctor Gorin.

“She’s already tried to grab for my necklace,” laughed Holtzmann. “I may have to make her one of her own.” “Of course,” said Doctor Gorin. Holtz missed the brief smile on her mentor’s face as they entered Holtz’s and Abby’s living space. Abby was still on the floor with Eliana, who was batting like crazy at one of the clouds. Holtzmann could see why Abby didn’t have the heart to move her just yet.

“Doctor Yates,” greeted Rebecca to Abby.

“Doctor Gorin,” said Abby in return with a nod and a smile. “Give me just a sec Holtz, she’s been very playful...”

“No, you don’t have to bother with interrupting her,” said Rebecca, bending down to see Eliana. “She’s a beautiful child Jillian.”

“She looks just like her other momma,” said Holtz proudly. She looked happily at her wife.

“Poor kid,” said Abby, shaking her head, smiling a little back at her lover.

-----

Holtzmann had taken Doctor Gorin down to see all her work on the containment unit after they had spent a little time talking about various things going on in their lives. Ellie had gotten a little hungry after play time but automatically went to sleep after her second breakfast. Later that afternoon, Eliana got to listen to Abby read over an article reviewing the book Abby had helped write with the psychologist. They had proclaimed it a good self-help book as any, which made Abby feel relieved for Erica. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad for her among her friends and colleagues in the psychology field. Another meal had lead to another nap, which had given Abby a little time to phone Erin and ask her something, which had ended up in a 30 minute conversation about whether she should go ahead and start redecorating their guest room for their future arrival, even if it was going to be a while. When Holtz entered their living space and said Doctor Gorin was staying for dinner, Abby volunteered to cook. Holtz shook her head and said she’d take care of it and that she was going out and getting a couple of things.

“Guess your other momma wants us to stay still today,” cooed Abby to Eliana, who was napping again. Abby kissed her forehead. It was quiet in their living space. Eliana was breathing softly, her small chest rising and falling in her mother’s arms. Abby wrapped the blanket around her a little more. She answered a text from Ariel, who was complaining about one of the kids breaking one of the kitchen chairs while roughhousing with Austin. The brunette smiled down at her daughter.

“Maybe I can convince your mother to try to make some more of the beef stew from that recipe of Cheyenne’s,” said Abby. “You didn’t seem to mind it. In fact, I think this is what they mean by going through a growth spurt. You’ve been eating a lot more.” When little eyes opened and a yawn escaped a little mouth, Abby laughed.

“Guess you had enough of your nap huh?”

“Abby?” said a voice, surprising her as it came up the stairwell. Especially since as long as she had known Holtz’s mentor, she had only ever called her Doctor Yates.

“Doctor Gorin,” she said, standing up and putting down Ellie in the sleeper. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were still here. I thought you had gone with Holtzmann.”

“I didn’t see any need,” said the older woman. “Also, I thought that maybe while Jillian is away, I could perhaps hold Eliana?”

Now Abby was really taken aback. “Su--sure,” she said. Rebecca crossed the room and sat down on the couch quite primly as Abby took Ellie out of the co-sleeper.

“She just woke up on her own, so I don’t think she’ll be grumpy.”

Doctor Gorin held Eliana in her arms gently. Abby thought for a moment she had even seen a ghost of a smile.

“I never had any children,” said Doctor Gorin after a moment. “I know things are different now and women can... I do believe you get my point. I always thought that Holtz would follow in my footsteps. She seemed the type, always concentrating on the work. I never thought she would want to have children someday.”

Abby had a feeling this story was going somewhere, and she was insanely curious as to where. Mostly because this was probably the most she had ever heard out of Doctor Gorin privately. Not even in their wedding preparations had she talked this much to her, at least. She always spoke a good bit to Holtz, but then Abby was certain Holtz was one of the only people she trusted. Abby couldn’t even imagine what it was like growing up in the science community for Doctor Gorin. Her own mother had married her father when they were quite young and she had leaned on him a lot during her career, especially when she had lost her job. And as far as Abby knew, Rebecca had never married. There had been more than a few times she had often wondered that about herself.

But that had been before Holtz had fallen into her lap, literally.

“She wanted to have a family,” said Abby, sitting back down on the couch. “And the timing of things has worked out for the better.”

“She’s a beautiful child,” said Doctor Gorin, adjusting her glasses. “She will have a wonderful family and upbringing.”

“Sometimes I wish she really could have been biologically Holtz’s,” said Abby, looking at Ellie. “So she’d have her blue eyes.”

“What did the biological father have?” asked Rebecca. “Hazel,” said Abby.

“Genetics is a funny thing,” said Doctor Gorin. “You never know. I once knew a woman who had biological parents whose eyes were blue and green. You’d think she would have beautiful eyes of one or the other color, but instead, she was born with the darkest brown eyes, which startled all the nursing staff in the maternity ward because they almost looked black. It didn’t help that when she was born she had a head full of black hair just like this little one too.”

Abby laughed. “Was she sure her father was her father?”

Doctor Gorin laughed softly. “They were quite sure, yes.”

“Maybe you can keep your blue eyes,” said Abby to Eliana, teasing a little foot through her blanket.

“At what point do they change?” asked Gorin.

“Six months or so,” Abby said. “But it can keep changing up till three years.”

Rebecca seemed taken aback.

“Babies are interesting, aren’t they?”

“Yes, and this one is definitely Holtz’s science experiment,” said Abby. “She wanted me to drink blue Gatorade all during my pregnancy so the baby would be born blue.”

“Utter nonsense, which suits her I suppose,” said Rebecca. She looked down at Eliana.

“I think we’re all glad you’re not blue.”

Abby smiled, happy at the scene in front of her. She had a feeling that Doctor Gorin was going to become a third grandmother to their daughter. Maybe that meant that Holtz might get to see her mentor more often. <– Prev | Next –>

[ji11-sandwich]

I got tagged by these two wonderful beings: @miss-minnelli and @dr-jillianholtzmann <333

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Libraaa bruh

Height: either 5′9″ or 6′6″ I don’t remember cause I’m exhausted and it was forever since I last measured myself. All I know is I’m taller than Kate Mckinnon cause me and @blitzy realised how smol she was and wanted to see how small she is in real life so we measured ourselves against a wall

Sexual Orientation: vagitarian

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw and proud!!! 

Favourite Colour: Pastel blue and yellow

Favorite animal: PARROTS. Also lions, whales, tigers, cats, sabertooth, dinosaurs, golden retrievers, corgis, huskies

Average hours of sleep: 6/7 on a school night, 8+ on a day off

Cat or dog person: catsss, I’m cuddling my cat son right now actually. He looks like a little fluffy pretzel cuddled up on my chest. He’s got his back leg sticking out tho, giving me the ol razzle dazzle

Favorite Fictional Characters: SIMBA SIMBA SIMBA!!!! MY ACTUAL LION SON. Jillian Holtzmann, Erin Gilbert, Patty Tolan, Abby Yates, Clara Oswald, Amy Pond, Alex Vause, Niky Nichols, Mowgli ( who my parrot is named after ) Mufasa, Scar, Sarabi, Uncle Max, 11th Doctor, all the original ghostbusters characters, ZUUL SO MUCH ZUUL AND THE TERROR DOGS, idk i have loads of childre-I MEAN CHARACTERS

Number of blankets I sleep with: a thick quilt for winter, usually i sleep in shorts all year round and keep my heating set so it turns on in the morning. If I’m hot I can’t sleep. I have to be old so I can snuggle into my bed and cacoon. But in the summer I just have the quilt cover

Favourite Singer/Band: Mystery Skulls, Hayley Kiyoko, Caravan Palace, Childish Gambino, Melanaie Martinez, probably some others I can’t remember off the top of my head

Dream trip: Traveling to every single Disney park. Florida and Paris are down so far, I’ve been to Paris 15+ times and Florida once. I’m going to Florida this year and Paris (cause both these parks have some awesome stuff opening this year) and then hopefully if we can squeeze it in, California! But I’d also love to go to Australia, Hawaii, Canada and Bali 

Dream job: Disney imagineer or working within the Disney animation company. But tbh just in general, media production is my thing

When was this blog made? Early last summer or spring.

Number of followers: 375 and the number constantly grows, thank you all so much<33

What made you decide to create this blog? I wanted a fresh fandom blog dedicated to mostly Ghostbusters and Kate. Also some personal reasons. But mostly because i wanted somewhere fresh to be completely comfortable to just openly be gay properly, I’d done so before but whilst in the closet. Coming out last year just prompted me to have a fresh start on most things c:

i tag these cool people, sorry if these sorts of things aren’t your thing:

@blitzy @hollowshadowwolf @orkusuga @forgotten-song @hltzmnn @spooky-holtz @hcltzmvnn @holtz-i-am-your-gf @ectoholtzmann @jillian-fucking-holtzmann and anyone else who wants to do it!

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Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jillian Holtzmann/You Characters: Jillian Holtzmann, Patty Tolan, Abby Yates, Erin Gilbert, Reader Summary:

You are a college student in your first semester of college. You meet some strange "under cover" doctors and a librarian and quickly become friends with them. What have you gotten yourself into, kid?

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Magic for the Resistance: Rituals and Spells for Change

https://liber-al.com/?p=44673 “Inspires socially conscious magical practitioners to harness the power of our imaginations and collective will, reminding us where true power really resides: in the hands of the people.”-Amanda Yates Garcia, the Oracle of Los Angeles Use Magic to Make the World a Better Place Today From the creator of the Spell to Bind Donald Trump and All Those Who Abet Him The resistance is growing, and it needs your help. This book provides spells and rituals designed to help you put your magical will to work to create a more just and equitable world. These magical workings can be used by activists of any spiritual or religious background. With ideas for altars, meditations, community organizing, self-care, and more, Magic for the Resistance offers a toolkit for magical people or first-time spellcasters who want to manifest social justice, equality, and peace. If you’ve ever felt disillusioned or burned out because of the slow progress of social change, this magical work can nurture and support you, sharpening your focus and resolve for more sustained, long-term activism. In addition to influencing the outside world, these rituals bring you in closer alignment with your higher spiritual consciousness-because transforming your society begins with transforming yourself. Includes spells for: Racial justice Women’s rights LGBTQ+ rights Antifascism Environmentalism Immigration Refugee support Nonviolence Praise: “Readers interested in the power of magic and dismayed by the tumultuous current political moment will want to give this enticing guide a look.”-Publishers Weekly “Magic for the Resistance is a rabble-rousing battle cry for magical thinkers everywhere.”-Amanda Yates Garcia, the Oracle of Los Angeles “This wonderfully engaging guide-one part history, one part grimoire-demonstrates how and why to combine spell work and activism to heal our society and get rid of our heel.”-Mitch Horowitz, PEN Award-winning author of Occult America “This is rare combination of a how-to book that also gives a solid historical and cultural perspective on the uses of magic to resist political oppression. Sound and well-grounded both factually and magically, it’s also well written and well informed.”-Sabina Magliocco, Professor of Anthropology, University of British Columbia “Vote. Organize. March. Protest. Boycott. Resist. Be an activist for your beliefs. Then…put your magic where your mouth is! You might want to start by reading Magic for the Resistance.”-Lon Milo DuQuette, author of Low Magick “Magic for the Resistance is a fascinating look at how the occult arts can be used to promote progressive politics and social change.”-Gary Lachman, author of Dark Star Rising: Magick and Power in the Age of Trump “An eminently necessary guidebook for the magic-workers of our time.”-David Salisbury, author of A Mystic Guide to Cleansing & Clearing “This book empowers the reader to liberate stagnancy and facilitate positive change, to feel/be heard, and to learn from obstacles and challenges that are encountered.”-Fiona Horne, author of Witch “Michael Hughes has drawn on his erudition as well as his quarter-century of experience as a practicing magician to offer a complete manual of ‘Warrior Magic’ in the service of justice.”-Leonard George, PhD, author of Crimes of Perception Editorial Reviews 08/27/2018 Activist Hughes builds on the viral popularity of his blog post “Spell to Bind Donald Trump and All Those Who Abet Him” to create a radical, inspirational, and results-oriented primer on 21st-century resistance magic in this enthusiastic debut. Seeing himself in philosophical lineage with Virginia Woodhull’s antipatriarchal spiritualism, Gerald Gardner’s magic against Hitler, and Abbie Hoffman’s ritual to levitate the Pentagon as a Vietnam war protest, Hoffman argues that hexing or binding magic has a role to play in protest movements, alongside more traditional activities, such as participating in marches. Hughes provides basic information on magical tools, spiritual self-defense, and self-care, and also offers creative ideas such as designing effective sigils and spreading them via stickers left in public places. Instructions for rituals for justice against police violence, protecting women’s reproductive rights, hexing the NRA, cutting ties to abusers, redistributing wealth, and keeping immigrant communities safe (not to mention a general “anti-bullshit” spell) are clearly explained and can be carried out with simple household items such as oil and candles. Readers interested in the power of magic and dismayed by the tumultuous current political moment will want to give this enticing guide a look. Agent: Matt Bialer, Sanford J. Greenburger Associates. (Sept.) – Publishers Weekly Praise for Magic for the Resistance: “Readers interested in the power of magic and dismayed by the tumultuous current political moment will want to give this enticing guide a look.”-Publishers Weekly “Inspires socially conscious magical practitioners to harness the power of our imaginations and collective will, reminding us where true power really resides: in the hands of the people.”-Amanda Yates Garcia, the Oracle of Los Angeles “Magic to the people! This wonderfully engaging guide-one part history, one part grimoire-demonstrates how and why to combine spell work and activism to heal our society and get rid of our heel.”-Mitch Horowitz, PEN Award-winning author of Occult America and The Miracle Club “This is rare combination of a how-to book that also gives a solid historical and cultural perspective on the uses of magic to resist political oppression. Sound and well-grounded both factually and magically, it’s also well written and well informed.”-Sabina Magliocco, Professor of Anthropology, University of British Columbia “Vote. Organize. March. Protest. Boycott. Resist. Be an activist for your beliefs. Then…put your magic where your mouth is! You might want to start by reading Magic for the Resistance.”-Lon Milo DuQuette, author of Homemade Magick and Low Magick “Magic for the Resistance is a fascinating look at how the occult arts can be used to promote progressive politics and social change…From Victoria Woodhull, the mesmerist, feminist, and free-love advocate who was the first woman to run for president, to the attempt by Allen Ginsberg and Abbie Hoffman to levitate the Pentagon in 1966, Magic for the Resistance shows that throughout history, spells have been cast to help the light contain the darkness.”-Gary Lachman, author of Dark Star Rising: Magick and Power in the Age of Trump “In Magic for the Resistance, Michael Hughes has written an eminently necessary guidebook for the magic-workers of our time.”-David Salisbury, civil rights activist, magic-worker, and author of A Mystic Guide to Cleansing & Clearing “This book empowers the reader to liberate stagnancy and facilitate positive change, to feel/be heard, and to learn from obstacles and challenges that are encountered. On the surface, mass-market, glitzy media publicity can look worthwhile and even meaningful-but real lasting change/evolution is more than a knee jerk reaction or a fad. It starts at a grassroots level and is perpetual, and this is what Hughes expounds and educates on in this well-written and entertaining book.”-Fiona Horne, author of Witch: A Magickal Journey and The Naked Witch “Michael Hughes has drawn on his erudition as well as his quarter-century of experience as a practicing magician to offer a complete manual of ‘Warrior Magic’ in the service of justice.”-Leonard George, PhD, Chair of the School of Social Sciences, Capilano University, and author of Crimes of Perception “Besides shedding light on certain little-known aspects of our cultural history (the second chapter is a particular revelation), this book provides an excellent and accessible glimpse into the mechanics, philosophy, and, yes, ethics of magical practice.”-Ray Grasse, author of The Waking Dream, Under a Sacred Sky, and An Infinity of Gods – From the Publisher #Body,Mind&Spirit #General #LlewellynPublications #MagickStudies;Self-Help #MichaelMHughes #Motivational&Inspirational;SocialScience #NewAge #Sociology #Topical

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Penny angrily jerking Quentin off is probably the funniest thing I’ve imagined all day

oh my god someone needs to write it IMMEDIATELY