#mini stay Puft

[artbyjasonleung]

Ghostbusters Mini Puft 🚫👻

[urmom-richietozier1]

Coming out with a phoebe x melody later today

Butttt for now mini marshmallow fluff :3

When I die I wanna come back as one of these.

[prxttyp0ison]

why is mr stay puft staring into my soul 💀

[hollaback--girl]

I told a friend to watch ghostbusters afterlife and she just sent me this

"I'm sad"

*picture of a mini puft*

"He didn't deserve to die"

[cassmouse]

I LITERALLY CANNOT ESCAPE THESE FUCKERS 😭 I JUST WANT SOME QUAVERS AND THEYRE HERE WHY ARE THEY EVERYWHERE

[weareall1988]

Was looking through the AMC Theatres website yesterday and saw that they had a bunch of cool stuff for Ghostbusters Frozen Empire, including this popcorn trap and Mini-Puft cup sipper. I need one of the Mini-Puft cups ASAP lol.

[stanfordpinesenbyhusband]

Do you think anything would happen if someone was to eat a part of the stay puft marshmallow man or ate one of the mini pufts

[resident-paranormal-researcher]

Has Twinkie gone after the mini puffs yet? Or has she just been a total snuggles fluffy girl?

I've made an effort to keep her away from the Pufts for now, and so far I've been successful- so she's just been really cuddly as of yet. I hope that doesn't change, I really don't want her to run into any... Marshmallow related incidents.

[humaneevee2874]

yay the Ghostbusters afterlife: frozen empire is out in theaters.

here have a marmello(marshmallow).(he is not for eating)

[phoenixisoffline]

i've always found the fact that there are people who actually LIKE and ENJOY the new FLCL seasons fucking bewildering....... but earlier today on Twitter/X (eugh), i saw someone compare THOSE fans directly with fans of the new Ghostbusters sequels (which includes me), saying they're taking this beloved niche one-off thing & encouraging its franchising/worldbuilding despite how little of that stuff is actually IN the source material...... & if that is truly the public perception of Ghostbusters sequel fans, then well..... i guess i understand how new FLCL fans feel a little bit more now for the first time, bc i don't truly give a shit about ANY of that shit when it comes to Ghostbusters lmao

i guess for the Ghostbusters fans who came of age when the 1st movie came out, it was this edifying pop culture moment for them & it still holds a reverent place in the pantheon of their adolescences, which is EXACTLY how i feel about the first season of FLCL. & i always tend to forget that despite viewing that anime as a deeply special tome for pubescent youth everywhere, the vast public perception of FLCL when it first came out was...just...that it was random & irreverent & wacky & had funny pop culture references, & that was largely the ONLY takeaway that some fans at the time had. so here come these BRAND NEW seasons that really only meet the original material on that same surface-level value years later, & those same fans are like "wow cool! more of that! thanks!" whereas me & others who take our love for this fucking show way too seriously are like "NOOOOO STOOOOOP IT'S GONNA RUIN THE MAGIC"

all this is a long roundabout way of saying: i've NEVER ascribed any similar veneration or high regard to the original fucking Ghostbusters & i think that's shielded me from giving a shit about any of the more appropriate criticisms that've been levied at these new movies..... like yep, it's nostalgia bait. they're blatantly going after the Stranger Things demographic. it's too sloppy & earnest. there's a fucking kid named Podcast. i get it. i do......... but whatever. i had fun watching it. i knew FULL WELL what i was getting into with Ghostbusters Afterlife & i had a good time. none of this is particularly special to me. it's just a fun family movie. the new trailer looks fun. i will probably go see that movie too. fuck it, yknow? Ghostbusters is fun. who give a shit. the old guys are back AND there's kids now. and a ghost named Muncher. also Paul Rudd is there? i don't know man. it met my expectations. whatever

[incorrectghostbustersquotes1984]

(During the final battle with Gozer)

Gozer: Okay, how many of the Ghostbusters do I have to fight?!

Egon: I'm the only one that matters. See, you messed with my daughter, and now I am going to FUCK YOU!

Gozer: ...

Winston: ...

Phoebe: ...

Podcast and the Mini Stay-Pufts: ...

Vinz: ...

Zuul: Well, this just got interesting.

Callie: It's "fuck you up," Dad.

Egon: Wait, what did I say?

[lowkeyrobin]

Hey! So if you're writing ghostbusters things right now (apologies if you arent, my Tumblr is acting up and it's not letting me see some of the fonts its just squares 😑) anyway I would love to request a podcast x reader of you're up for that because the dude does not get enough love 😔😔

I was thinking like the reader was childhood friends (mayyybeee first crushes?) but the reader moved to NYC and is now a regular at rays occult and now meets the reader again? What do we think?

Anyway hope you write this and have a GREAT day/night 😊

it's okay!! my requests r open as long as my mailbox is available haha, can't rlly stop ppl from requesting if it's still up so yeah dw ; but yeah of course! this actually sounds rlly fun to write lol ; have a good day/night to you too! ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy :) ; also since we don't know much about podcast I kinda made some stuff up, I've watched both afterlife and frozen empire at least 3 times each so... hopefully I gathered all the canon podcast lore idk ; also reqs back open! gonna post the rest of the queue then work on anything yall send

PODCAST ; i think we're alone now

summary ; a little childhood best friends/first crushes reunite at rays occult books

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; we don't know a whole lot about podcast so I made some a lot stuff up lol ; also I'm just using Logan's name as podcasts legal name bc idk what else to call him + I just use actor names to fill in names in other movies/shows

track ; i think we're alone now ; tiffany

word count ; 1k

masterlist

Your first crush was silly and dumb, being on your at-the-time best friend, Logan, or Podcast, as he was now mostly known. He always had a fascination for film and commentary, no wonder he had his own podcast.

You'd recently moved to New York, surprisingly, where Podcast also lived these days. You reconnected over social media and found out you'd be living near each other again like the good old days, and decided to meet up once you got comfortable in the new environment. And that's what had happened. You now await his arrival at Ray's Occult Books, where you skim through the bookshelves, reading each spine to see if any title jumped out at you.

The bell above the door jingles, causing you to look up to see who it is again. Him, thankfully.

He scans the store, looking for you. Ray nods his head toward you, leading him right to you.

He smiles as he approaches, stuffing his phone in his jorts pocket. "Hey"

"Hey," you reply, a soft smile pulling on the corners of your lips.

"Uh, how are you?" He asks, clearly struggling to make conversation.

"Good, I like your outfit," you reply, pointing out his colorful collared shirt. Even now, it reflected his curious and extroverted personality.

He glances down at his shirt, having forgotten what he was even wearing, "Oh, thanks! Uh, do you wanna go walk around or something?" He asks, glancing over at Ray, staring you two down at the counter.

"Sure"

You end up strolling around the city, catching up and talking about life until you retrieve to the basement of Ray's Occult Books, where Podcast was currently living for the summer. He already told you how he was supposed to be at summer camp and how he'd been consecutively lying to his mom. You already knew that was pretty in character for him. He wasn't great at fitting in and would've rather stayed with people he knew and his other actual friend, Phoebe.

You let some of the mini marshmallow pufts climb all over you, using you like a giant stool. A few use your arms as little slides. Logan takes a picture, framing your goofy smile while another mini puft jumps off your head and onto your shoulder.

A few slide down your left arm back onto the desk, then use your right hand as an elevator to go again. As you hoist a little group back up to your shoulder, Logan is now recording on his phone, laughing behind the camera.

"They're so cute," You happy-pout, looking at him for a moment.

Oh, how he wanted to pull the Uno reverse card on you with that, but he couldn't. He thought about it far too long, then backed out because he was too scared, but told himself it was just to late.

You look around his room, two of the little pufts sitting on your head like Remy in Ratatouille. You note all the posters and little trinkets and things around the room, making a weak assumption that he just liked collecting little random things.

You notice the orange lava lamp sitting on his bedside table, turned on, and providing an orange glow throughout that corner of the room. It shines off the side of Logan's face, creating an omniscient kind of glow that you can't look away from.

Denying you still had a crush on him would just make this even worse.

He looks back at you after saving the video to his photos and putting it in his Friends and Shenanigans folders, catching you quickly looking away. He raises an eyebrow, seeing your slightly jittery movements as you use your hand as an elevator for the mini pufts again. They don't keep it a secret though, 'oo'ing and 'ah'ing and bouncing on your shoulders and head.

You can feel your face flushing, attempting to hide it by not looking back at him.

The mini pufts land back on the desk, skattering behind the array of glass jars. You look back at him, seeing he's already looking at you. He's close, closer than you remembered, you felt closer to him, really.

You look down at the mini pufts at your feet, wondering if you'd zoned out as they slid you across the floor. You look back up at Logan, giving you that same soft look you were giving him.

Look, what a funny, simple word. There was no other word for that almost hypnotizing gaze shared between the two of you. There was so much tension. So much so that it was killing the mini pufts. They wanted to shove you into each other to just kiss already.

"I think we're alone now," He quietly speaks, glancing down at the desk where the mini pufts had flee'd from.

The beating of your hearts was the only sound as you pressed your hands against his jawline, his hands slinking down to your waist. You press your lips to his for a moment, then again and again before properly pulling away.

He opens his eyes, a grin painting his face. He pecks your lips once more before he knows you'll say that you have to leave.

"I have to go, I think my mom's waiting outside"

"Okay"

He watches as you stumble up the basement stairs, your face flushed. A smile still tugs at his lips, cheeks a light shade of pink.

The mini pufts come out from hiding and cheer him on, then flick the lights off to reveal colorful LED lights and a disco ball. He sighs with a pout, unable to hide the joy behind it.

"Okay, okay, party's over. We have an episode to record"

[hollaback--girl]

What if Melody and Phoebe adopt the mini puffs? :D

(don't take me seriously this is a joke)

THE MINI PUFTS HAVE A TUMBLR NOW IM SCARED

I'm sorry, they have a what now?

How did they even get a phone? How do they know how to spell?

[apomaro-mellow]

Prompt:

"I see you everywhere" but like I'm in denial and don't want to admit it's because I think about you all the time.

Will was the one to point it out, of all people. And of course, he did so innocently. Or rather, well-intentioned. Steve was pretty sure he said it on purpose. He could be just as much of a little shit as the others.

"Do you think about Eddie a lot?"

All Steve had said was "The chips and dip are for the club. The pretzels are for just Eddie."

It wasn't like he was thinking about him. It was just that the last time they had Hellfire at his house, Eddie had devoured the whole bag of mini pretzels. So sue Steve for being pre-emptive and getting him a bag for himself. He didn't buy it JUST for Eddie. He got two bags. But that one little comment got him thinking how Munson had inserted himself into Steve's life.

He was taking up space in his pantry. Steve knew he had at least one cassette in his car that Eddie had specially made to musically educate him. Some of Eddie's clothes were in his closet because the guy was messy and even though Steve washed them, he'd forget to retrieve them. When he and Robin had to prepare the Halloween picks for the store, he thought about Eddie's whole rant on how most horror was a reaction to whatever was going on in society at the time and how he AND Robin basically gave him a lecture on the subject. Who needed college when you had those two, right?

So honestly, maybe Steve did think about Eddie a lot. But that was only because the man was like water and had seeped into the cracks of his life. Like right now, he was driving up to the school, not to get Robin, or Dustin or anyone else, but Eddie. So that they could head into the next town over where Eddie's tattoo artist was.

"Miss me, Harrington?"

Steve scoffed. "I see you everywhere, man."

"Oooh, ominous. Like a ghost?"

"Yeah dude. You're that marshmallow ghost", Steve chuckled.

"Boooo, I don't wanna be the Stay Puft ghost. Poltergeist, that's me."

"You don't get to choose which kind of ghost you are to me."

He definitely didn't think about Eddie a lot. Considering his involvement and attachment, he thought about Eddie a perfectly normal amount.

[ask-sister-solaris]

Can you write us some Egon as a grandpa happy stuff please 🥺

Of course I can

Yeah don’t mind the GIF

“The monsters gone and your Grandpas here”

Egon being a grandpa to reader because if I’m honest I dont really know Phoebe that well character wise and I’m not in the mood for angst.

You were only six when you first visited your grandfathers house. Looking up at the somewhat tall building clutching your little backpack in one hand your teddy under the same arm, you hesitated before stepping up to the door and knocked. Egon pushed his glasses up and opened the door grinning at the sight of his grandchild. He knelt down and opened his arms for a hug which you rushed into. You loved your grandpa so much, he was always showing you new inventions when he visited yours or stayed the night. You’d never been allowed to stay at his overnight before because your mother was hesitant. He’d not been there for her when she was younger, but Egon had a reason. Ghost busting wasn’t easy, and it was dangerous to. Even during the five year gap anything could have clung to him, he couldn’t risk harming his daughter.

He led you into the house and closed the door behind him. He took you upstairs to where you’d be staying the night, though unbeknownst to little you, you’d be staying with him for much much longer. He sat you on the bed, the wardrobe was packed with clothes he’d bought you, shoes anything clothes wise you’d need for now. “Now how about you get use to your new room while grandpa makes some dinner hm? I left a few inventions in here for you to look at” he smiled and stood leaving to the kitchen. You looked around and found the inventions he was talking about. One looked like a mini proton pack that he’d shown you a picture of. He told you all about when he was a ghostbuster, about the 100ft Stay Puft Man, about a possessed painting, mood slime that could be charged negatively or positively. It all seemed like a fairytale but his notes and colleagues had confirmed it was indeed true.

After dinner he told you more stories, the one about the first time they caught a ghost and Venkman got slimed, one about how Sal (Rays daughter), Ray, Winston and himself had been covered head to toe in ectoplasmic slime because they’d fallen into a whole river of it. You felt your eyes grow heavy as you slowly fell asleep on his lap. He carried you to bed and laid you down, kissing your forehead gently with a smile. You were so much like Callie…yet…so much like him. He sighed as he headed to bed and sat down rubbing his eyes. He took his glasses off and laid down falling asleep. It seemed like he was only asleep for a few hours before a scream filled the house. He sat up and grabbed his glasses running to your room.

You’d been woken up by a night terror and were currently sobbing and curled up in a ball. Egon pushed the door open and went over sitting on the bed “hey little dove what’s wrong? Was it one of the night terrors your mother told me about?” You hiccuped and looked up practically throwing yourself at him, into his arms. He rubbed your back and kissed your forehead, his rough but sturdy hand making small circles on your back. You whimpered and the crying died down to sniffling and hiccups. Egon held you close and kissed your forehead again rocking back and forth “the monsters gone and your grandpas here” Egon laid down on your bed next to you and played with your hair gently. He wanted to make sure that those nightmares would never bother you again. A smile spread across his face feeling your breathing return to a clam even pace, looking down you were fast on in his arms. “I love you..so much. You’re going to be a special girl when you grow up.

[urmom-richietozier1]

What I've noticed about the ghostbusters ask blogs is all the younger ones are getting death treats. Like my one the mini pufts I have said before on it I'm 13 and I got loads. And another girl I'm talking to got death treats was 13 too. So if your are a minor and tun a ghostbusters ask acc pls stay safe and maybe nit say yoyr actual age on the acc.

Pls stay safe