#spengs speaks

[spengies]

I have a question ✋ Possible spoilers?

We see Halsin turn into a rat/mouse (?) when he leaves the Goblins camp after everything goes down.....why tf didn't he just do this in his cell to escape? Them bars are wide enough he coulda fit through an with how fast that man dipped, I don't see the goblins being real successful in catching him like that :?

[thousandsonny]

I legit just woke up from a dead sleep and started doin Bogard headcannons again, so I wanna share what I do have for him:

Bogard joined the Marines at a very young age, like Z and Coby, I believe he joined anywhere from 14-16, and was almost automatically a prodigy with a sword. He rose through ranks incredibly fast and by 17-18 was already pushing Commodore/ Rear Admiral status.

I do not believe Garp chose Bogard, or vice versa. Bogard is incredibly quiet and shows little to no emotion at a lot of times except a scowl, and I like to believe it's due to anxiety. He was good off the bat, and it garnered him a lot of attention. He felt the pressure of not wanting to mess things up or let his peers and allies down and it led to him kinda shutting himself in as to not warrant anymore than he already had. The higher ups noticed this, and who better to attempt to break someone like that out of their shell than Garp. Garp is the hero of the Marines, but he's also kinda a brat, he does what he wants when he wants, and yet he's still loyal and is regarded with so much respect, the exact opposite of how Bogard felt it was to be done.

I like to believe when he was first placed beneath Garp, he hated Garp. He thought Garp was lousy, noisy, far too crude in his teachings, he couldn't understand how a man like this had done so much. But then, just like we see with Koby and Helmeppo, he got to know Garp and he got to see how he functions. It's incredibly difficult, but incredibly rewarding to be placed under Garp, finally he had a challenge and wanted nothing more than to prove himself to the Hero of the Marines, and he does.

I also like to think that they compliment each other well and it's a main reason as to why the two stuck together. Bogard is very level headed, very strict, very much so work heavy. Be it we're talking about the anime or Opla, he almost never interacts outside a work based relation, except for Koby and Helmeppo who are literally kids, but even then keeps that stern, no nonsense attitude about himself. Going back to my, I believe he has anxiety, Garp is a perfect match because when Garp's around, all eyes are on him. He's loud, he draws attention, Bogard doesn't have to force himself where its not needed. My interpretation of Bogard has him very easily flustered and rather soft and sweet behind that hard exterior, but it takes so much so see, and having seen it Garp also purposefully draws that attention to him as to not horribly stress Bogard out either. Besides Garp stresses him out enough himself, and don't get me started on Koby and Helmeppo down the line.

[jimniby]

Welcome to my page!

Spengs | 21 | Oc x canon and Self shipping | 18+ here

I will be using this page to share my One Piece art, ocs and writings! I follow the canon of the main series but do also implement some ideas from the live action show as well as some of the movies, though I will only be drawing for the anime.

I self ship with Bogard, and am not the greatest with sharing/ doubling. I'm not one to block or anything, buts it's unlikely I will interact if you ship with him. (This goes for both the anime and Opla, as my personal rendition of him for the anime is based off of Opla's Bogard)

This page is 18+ as I will post censored NSFW and suggestive artwork here and there. I will block if I catch that you're underage.

Pro-shippers/ Zoos/ Pedos DNI, get the FUCK outta here, you're not welcome uwu

[spengies]

Stolen from twitter bc I need to see everyone's answers

[spenglerpedia]

Welcome to my page!

Spengs | 21 | Oc x canon and Self shipping | 18+ here

I will be using this page to share my Ghostbusters art, ocs and writings! I follow the canon of the original movies, the video game, and the animated series, but will only be drawing The Real Ghostbusters renditions. (I do not count Afterlife or Frozen Empire as canon and will not be posting anything for them.)

I self ship with Egon Spengler, and am not the greatest with sharing/ doubling. I'm not one to block or anything, buts it's unlikely I will interact if you ship with him. (This only goes for RGB Egon, I could care less about movie Egon lmao)

This page is 18+ as I will post censored NSFW and suggestive artwork here and there. I will block if I catch that you're underage.

Pro-shippers/ Zoos/ Pedos DNI, get the FUCK outta here, you're not welcome uwu

[simphq]

Ghostbusters imagines

Egon x reader fluff

The laboratory kiss

It was a quiet day at the fire house, which is unusual. Peter had taken Dana out for lunch, Ray had gone to find some blue prints for a building they recently did a bust at and it was Winston’s day off. The only people in the firehouse was Egon, Y/n and Janine.

Janine was pouring coffee when Y/n was stood by her side. “So what is going on with you and Louis?” Janine smirked “well we have been on two dates and he is very sweet. I think i am going over to his place tonight” She said in her thick New York accent while having a smirk on her face. “Anyway forget about me and Louis what about you and Dr. Spengler” Y/n looked down at the floor before speaking. “There is nothing going on with us… I don’t understand how you lot think there is?” Y/n chuckles “mhm well the looks you two share say different.” Janine stated before walking off to her desk.

As the coffee pot was freshly brewed she decided to take a cup up to Egon. Y/n climbed the creaky stairs and knocked on a certain doctor’s door.

Now in 1st person

A faint “Come in” was heard from inside. You turn the door handle to see Egon looking through a microscope then scribbling down some notes. “Hey i brought you some coffee.” You placed the cup by the microscope. “Thank you.” Is all the tall man said.

You looked around his lab, which is a common thing you usually do,then your eyes scan a photograph of you, Egon, Peter and Ray on the first day you moved into the firehouse. You were stood in the middle of Peter who had his arm around your waist and Egon on your right. You picked up the photo and smiled “god Egon i didn’t know you had this.” Egon moved to look over your shoulder and looked down at the photo. He gently took it out of your hands. “It’s very strange to think how much we have changed since then” Y/n looked at Egons’ eyes and then rested her arm on the top of his shoulder. “Yeah i can’t believe it.”

Egon looked at the girl who was smiling down at the photo. He wrapped his arm around her waist which made her look straight at him. He pulled her closer. “Hey” she giggled quietly “hi” he took his free hand a caressed her cheek. Y/n looked down at the floor before speaking “can i be honest with you?” Egon cleared his throat “yes please do.” “I was in love with you in that photo and i still am now” Egon lifted her chin to make her look directly at him before chuckling. “Thats good because i very much feel the same” Y/n smiled in relief “c-can i kiss you?” “I thought you would never ask spengs.”

Egon closed the gap between you and you both shared a gentle kiss. You pulled away first as you was desperate for air. Egon and you both blushed before going into another kiss but this time it was more passionate.

[moreaugriffins]

Imagine Peter getting a call in the middle of the night

him thinking it's probably Ray getting excited about a definitely haunted hairbrush, and letting it ring

eventually picking it up as it continues to ring for a few minutes, only to find out it's Egon's wife

She's stressed, and worried, and Peter isn't sure why she's ringing him

But Winston isn't picking up the phone, and she knows that Egon and Ray have been arguing a lot recently so...

But she's worried

Because Egon's not doing well. He hasn't been sleeping much, or taking care of himself much (which Peter had noticed every time they went on call together), he's been muttering weird stuff, and obsessed with his notes and books, and usually she can help stop him spiralling but he's been pulling away recently, and spending less time and home and-

"He hasn't come home yet"

Egon always comes home, they made an agreement years ago. He's never broken the agreement before

So she's worried

And Peter is too

He knew Egon wasn't doing well, but they were men in their 40s, Egon wasn't a child, he could look after himself, and it was not Peter's job to monitor him. If Egon was struggling, he could speak up. He knew he could come to his friends for help

Then his mind casts back to the time in uni when Egon tried to drill a hole in his own head, how it all started just like this: the sleepless nights and obsessive studies, and pulling away from everyone, even skipping his lectures.. Peter and Ray just about got there on time.. Though Peter joked about the incident now, he's still rattled by it

He's still pretty rattled by many of Egon's vaguely suicidal experiments

He says he'll go look for Egon (after all, she's got a toddler to keep an eye on)

Reassures her that he's fine, that it'll all be fine, he probably just hyperfocused on the proton packs or something, you know how he is

It doesn't reassure her much - he doesn't even believe his own words either, but what else can he say

After the call, he heads to the Firehouse, knowing that if Egon was anywhere, it would likely be in the lab. It was practically the scientist's second home

He storms up to the lab (the place felt eerily quiet. Janine doesn't work at night anymore, Winston has his own home, and Ray has his flat above his shop)

the light is on

that's something

He opens the door, expecting to see Egon in a chaotic state (or god forbid...), and to be fair, the room is an utter mess, with books open, numbers and scripture written on the whiteboard, a pile of empty Twinkies packets around the bin stuffed full of crumpled papers

and in the middle of this mess, is Egon, head in hands, book open in front of him. It's subtle, but he can see the rise and fall of his shoulders

at least he isn't dead (he ignores how worrying that thought is)

He goes over to Egon and whacks him over the top of his head - usually an affectionate gesture from Peter (the affection is slightly lost)

"Come on Spengs, you really leaving your wife at home?"

Egon looks up at him, brows furrowed, and a practised guarded expression, though his eyes gave away the deep exhaustion and paranoia the scientist must be feeling

If it were Winston, he'd know the exact thing to say to Egon, a talk on how his actions are making his (Egon's) wife feel, and to get his act together, with the reminder that everyone was here for him

If it were Ray, despite all the arguments the two had recently, Ray would comfort him, know the exact words to calm the man and ground him back in some sense of reality - those two understood each other on a level like no other

But it was Peter here, right now

And he's not good at emotional conversations or situations. A serious conversation makes him feel like he's going to break out in hives. It's easier to joke than deal with emotions. (that's why he and Egon got on well. Neither liked talking about how they feel)

So when Egon replies with ramblings about Gozer, clearly lost and not in his right mind, Peter makes a couple jokes, he deflects from Egon's worries and brings the man down to the kitchen to make a hot chocolate to calm Egon's mind (that's what they used to do, right?)

There's more talk, mostly from Peter, about some studies he's working on (that are mostly accurate), and how Dana and Oscar are doing, and the show because oh boy does he have a story about that one man who believed he could communicate with fish-

Egon is barely engaging, Peter could see, his mind is elsewhere, running at a million miles an hour, doing complex calculations and making connections. Peter didn't envy the man really - it must be difficult having a mind so clever and loud.

So when he can tell the talking isn't working, he asks "We defeated Gozer, remember? when my girlfriend was turned into a dog, and Stay Puft got the biggest commercial for free, and we crossed the streams. He's gone forever, right?"

Egon seems to come back to reality for a moment, and they stare at each other, before Egon nods slightly and finally takes a sip of his hot chocolate.

Peter eventually drives Egon home, selfishly because he wants to keep an eye on his friend for a little longer, but Egon doesn't utter a word. That's fine. The silence makes Peter's skin itch but it seems to be doing Egon some good.

They arrive at the house (the living room lights are still on), and Egon goes to leave the car, but Peter reaches over last minute, his mouth moving faster than his brain, "All you gotta do is ask, if you need help. We're still your mates, yeah? I don't know what goes on in that brain of yours but you aren't alone."

Egon seems to be mulling something over in his head, then pulls away from Peter's grip - "Goodnight Peter." - and heads inside.

Over the next few weeks, Peter keeps an eye on Egon

He seems to slowly get better

There are no more phone calls from Egon's wife (except one to talk about what happened that night), his eyebags seem to fade away, he talks less about Gozer, the notes disappear and the books are put neatly away or are packed up, and most importantly he seems to be arguing less with the group and making an effort to spend time with them

Then he's gone

and all the equipment and Echo 1 are gone too.

[manicpanicaddict]

"Mmhm," he nodded and shoved a piece of loose ham into his mouth. He went back in to wipe the mustard off his face with his fingers.

He did not like mayonnaise. He did not like crunchy bread. It certainly wasn't kosher. And yet, all together, the sandwich was harmony.

"Theoretically, a wormhole this small wouldn't kill you. However, it is subject to random collapse which would obliterate lower Manhattan to Hoboken. Maybe more.

There's no telling when it started, if it hasn't always existed, but I would guess it's stable enough. Either way, a faster route to the Heights than the subway is worth the risk."

“I believe the bodega is a wormhole.”

[coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe]

[Ghostbusters] Brainwaves: Mini Bios (1984) Ghostbusters & Staff

Tagging @ariel-seagull-wings @spook-central and @soulman133 Let me know if you want to be tagged/untagged from Brainwaves posts. These are just bullet point bios for the main groups of characters, as in the female professors, Ghostbusters and Ghostbuster staff, the C.U.P.S students, Nova’s family and then the others™ (e.g. Dickless, Dana)

Following Characters:

Janine Melnitz

Louis Tully

Winston Zeddemore

Egon Spengler

Peter Venkman

Raymond Stantz

Long post so it's under the cut:

Janine Melnitz:

Actress: Annie Potts

Full Name: Janine Ombeline Melnitz

AKA: Janie, Jan

32 in 1984. Born October 28th 1952 in Brooklyn. Lives in NY, NY

White, Female, Bisexual, Jewish, Scorpio

Speaks English and Hebrew

5'6" and 117 lbs, Blue eyes, Brown hair she dyes Red, Ears pierced

Didn't finish college

Has known the female professors since college

Louis Tully. 'Lou':

Actor: Rick Moranis

Full Name: Louis Bertram Tully

AKA: Lou, Bert

31 in 1984. Born April 18th 1953 in Indiana. Lives in NY, NY

White, Male, Straight, Christian, Aries

Speaks English and some French

5'5" and 169 lbs, Blue eyes and Brown hair, clean shaven, hairy

Currently taking night classes in Law

Lives on the same floor as Dana, Mars, Nova & Kip

Somehow always locks himself out, Nova & Mars have spare keys

Winston Zeddemore:

Actor: Ernie Hudson

Full Name: Winston Ramsey Zeddemore

Sergeant / Mr. AKA: Z, Zed / Zedd

39 in 1984. Born December 17th 1945 in North Carolina, lives in NY, NY

African-American, Male, Straight, Christian, Sagittarius, Smoker

Speaks English and Spanish

6'3" and 220 lbs, Brown eyes, Black hair, Moustache, body hair

Scars but no noticeable scars, mostly covered by his clothes

Was in the US Marines, Smart, Strong and an optimist

Doctor Egon Spengler, PhD:

Actor: Harold Ramis

Full Name: Egon Malachi Spengler

Doctor / Professor / Mr. AKA: Egie, Spengs

40 in 1984. Born November 21st 1944 in Ohio. Lives in NY, NY

White, Male, Aromantic, Straight, Jewish, Scorpio

Speaks 11 languages to varying degrees, including English & Latin

6'5" and 175 lbs, Brown eyes and hair, clean-shaven, hairy

Undiagnosed but likely Autistic

Has 11 PhDs

The only Ghostbuster who doesn't smoke

Doctor Peter Venkman, PhD. 'Pete':

Actor: Bill Murray

Full Name: Peter Charles Venkman

Doctor / Professor / Mr. AKA: Venks, Pete

34 in 1984. Born September 21st 1950 in Missouri. Lives in NY, NY

White, Male, Straight, Christian, Virgo, Smoker

Speaks English, some Spanish and some French

6'2" and 200 lbs, Blue eyes and Brown hair, clean shaven / stubble & body hair

On-Again, Off-Again with Dana Barrett

Parapsychology and Psychology PhDs

Doctor Raymond Stantz, PhD. 'Ray':

Actor: Dan Aykroyd

Full Name: Raymond Francis Stantz

Doctor / Professor / Mr. AKA: Ray, Francine, Frank

32 in 1984. Born July 1st 1952 in Long Island. Lives in NY, NY

White, Male, Straight, Non-Religious, Former Christian, Cancer, Smoker

Speaks 9 Languages including English & Hebrew

6'0" and 200 lbs, Heterochromia Green & Brown eyes, Brown hair, Clean Shaven / stubble, Hairy

Undiagnosed but Autistic. Has 7 PhDs

Susceptible to being possessed

[futureslaps]

The Captive - Chapter 15

Chapter 14     Chapter 16

Enjoy 💙

Since he’d woken up, Jake had been watching the rain pouring around their marui. The strong ocean-born storms that hit Awa’atlu put the storms he’d experienced back in the jungle to shame. With weather this bad, there was little that could be done outside. The Metkayina called it Speng-txantompa. A restoring rainstorm. Meant by Eywa to provide time to rest and spend time with family.

Family.

He held his head in his hands. He was trying everything in his power to keep his family whole, but it felt like things were falling apart around him.

Especially when it came to Kiri.

His daughter had been treating him like a stranger for days now, and he was at a loss for what to do. He had tried to comfort her, talk with her about what was going on. But it seemed no matter what he did, things just got worse.

Kiri was barely even on speaking terms with him anymore.

Jake sighed again as he glumly looked over to Kiri’s sleeping spot. It had been empty when he woke up, and there was no sign of Kiri. Did she really prefer being out in the pouring rain over being close to him now? Had he really upset her this much?

Jake knew that Kiri was concerned for Spider, but she just didn’t understand. His attempt to talk with Spider had only confirmed what he already knew: Spider needed space to himself, he didn’t need to be pushed and prodded right now.

Jake frowned when he thought about Spider again. The poor kid probably went through hell the past few months. But Jake had made no progress with Spider, and confronting Quaritch about it had predictably been a non-starter.

What else could he do?

Time. Jake reminded himself.

I just need to be patient.

Jake straightened his face as he saw a figure approaching through the rain. It wasn’t Omatikaya, they had a thin tail…

Kiri

Jake tried to put a smile on his face as his daughter approached. She was absolutely soaked from the rain and bore a thoughtful look on her face.

“Kiri.” He spoke quietly, careful not to wake Neytiri and Tuk, still sleeping next to him. “Where have you been?”

Kiri looked down for a moment before responding.

“Around. Just around the village.”

“In this weather? Thought you’d take a shower?” Jake smiled slightly, trying to see if he could get a smile back. But Kiri’s face remained unchanged.

“It…helps clear my head. That’s all”

Jake nodded, disappointed.

But Kiri lingered in front of him, clearly wanting to say something.

“Everything alright, Kiri?” Jake asked, looking back up at her.

Her face briefly flashed a look of anger, a clear no, but she quickly hid it.

“I was…just thinking.” Kiri started; her words carefully spoken. “I could… bring food and water to Quaritch today. I mean…I’m already soaking from the rain. I wouldn’t want you to have to get wet to.”

Jake was slightly stunned at the request. It was odd, to say the least.

“Kiri, don’t worry about me getting wet. You don’t have to do that.”

“I want to help, dad. Every time you see him, you come back looking exhausted and upset.” Kiri said, a hint of urgency in her voice. “It’s speng-txantompa, you should be able to take a break from it one day.”

Jake was more confused than before. Kiri was being insistent with this. Concern grew in his mind. Quaritch was hardly a threat in his current state, but the strangeness of the request unnerved him slightly. Did something happen?

“Kiri, is everything okay?” Jake repeated his earlier question.

Kiri nodded, smiling a little.

“Yes, dad! Nothing’s wrong. I just want to do something for you.” She thought for a moment before adding: “I think it might help clear my head more if I saw he was there. You know, still caught and all.”

That’s it.

Jake nodded. He understood now. Kiri wanted confirmation that the demon was still there. He couldn’t blame her. He almost couldn’t believe it himself the first time he’d made a visit.

He let out a small sigh.

“If you really want to do this…”

Kiri went for the two bowls he used to bring the food and water. But as she was leaving, he grabbed her hand, and his voice was stern.

“Listen, Kiri. I still want you to be careful. He’s tied up and behind bars, but he’s still Quaritch. Don’t try to talk to him. If he tries to talk to you ignore him. Just leave the bowls, pick up the old ones, and go. Believe me, he has nothing good to say.”

Kiri nodded.

“I’ll be fine, dad. I’ll be in and out.”

With that, she headed back into the rain.

Jake stared after her for a moment. She could take him off guard with how strong she could be sometimes. Kiri was truly one of the strongest, and kindest people he knew when it came to those she cared about. It was almost like it was her natural instinct to help. It remined him of Grace.

He smirked to himself. She’d never been afraid of Quaritch’s B.S. either.

(…)

Kiri felt her chest grow tighter as she walked through the rain towards the communal fire.

She was really doing this.

She passed by the nook where she’d left Spider sleeping. He’d told her he was okay, but she still promised to return as soon as she finished a few…chores.

Her heart ached leaving him, now that she knew just how much he was hurting, but she had to do this. She had to understand. She needed to know for certain that Spider wasn’t being hurt.  

She approached the cookfire, maintained by only two Metkayina sheltered under a canvas roof. She scooped up a bowl of stew, nodded to them, and proceeded on her way.

As she walked through the rain, the hut slowly came into view. The same hut she’d seen Spider sneak into the night before.

The closer she got, the more she felt the weight of what she was about to do.

She’d barely been around the Colonel during their brief encounters in the jungle and on the ship, but she felt she’d seen enough of him. Cruel, soulless, evil, these were the words that came to her mind when she thought of the man. She couldn’t imagine him being anything else. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t scared. Quaritch was a scary man, backed with endless stories to prove it.

But Spider’s confession, spoken through sobs, came back to her mind. It had seemed so emotional, heartfelt, honest in a way Kiri could almost feel.

It made her head hurt. She couldn’t find a way to explain it. She took a deep breath as she looked at the hut, now only a few feet in front of her.

She had to know.

And the only place she could find out was here.

She played through some possibilities in her head. Quaritch could ignore her. He could just resort to threats and insults, the way he did with her father. He might just laugh her out of the prison as soon as she asked him anything.

She would do her best to stay serious and composed, but what would she actually do?

What would she even say?

How could she ever hope to make Quaritch answer, if even her dad apparently couldn’t?

Her mind went back to Spider. If what Spider had told her was true…

Kiri formed a plan in her mind. She would get the answers she was looking for, one way or another. She had to, for Spider.

She approached the guards, trying not to betray her nerves.

“I’m here to bring the prisoner his food. Let me through.”

The guards looked slightly confused, but they were also tired, and soaking wet.

“You…aren’t Toruk Makto.”

“I am his daughter. Today I have come in his place, with his approval.”

The guards looked at each other for a moment, then one of them nodded. They stood aside to let her in.

“Very well, be careful.”

Kiri nodded.

There was no going back now.

She took another deep breath, then pushed past the canvas flap and into the prison.

It’s happening!

Next chapter is almost done already, I’ve been writing like crazy the past hours. It should be out no later than tomorrow. I hope you’re excited to see how the meeting goes...

@onlyreadz @buzzing-honeybee

[spengies]

*Playing the Silent Hill 2 remake*

My mom off in the corner (about James): "He's as ineffective as a 2 inch d!ldo."

[doctor-ray-stantz]

[He let out a little huff of laughter, trying to hide how much he flushed at the words.]

You big sap

[He teased, pulling Egon in for another kiss, breaking it off only to speak]

I adore you, too, Spengs

[Ray knocked on the lab door, but more as an announcement of his arrival, than an ask to be invited inside. He immediately walked over to Egon, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek, a grin on his face]

Hi <3

[ooc: lets see how well you can multitask :3 /silly]

-@doctor-ray-stantz

Oh—

[Egon smiled immediately, his cheeks gently flushing red as he wrapped his arms around Ray and pulled him in to a gentle hug. He chuckled a little as he spoke.]

Hey, good to see you too, Ray-

[thousandsonny]

Welcome to my page!

Spengs | 21 | Oc x canon and Self shipping | 16+ here

I will be using this page for my current fandoms, as I tend to crank stuff out for passing interests much quicker than my ongoing ones!

I will not post NSFW for this account specifically, but I do enjoy gore and horror so please keep that in mind! 16+ please!

Current fandom: Outlast Trials

Ghostbusters art: @spenglerpedia

One piece art: @jimniby

Pro-shippers/ Zoos/ Pedos DNI, get the FUCK outta here, you're not welcome uwu

[ohimtherebabey]

i put so much effort into making mcr tapes and cds and for what??

[themoonking]

i already said this on someone else’s post but like. spoilers aren’t that serious and we have to stop pretending they are. yeah, getting spoiled can suck, but that doesnt inherently take away any enjoyment you can have of it. if you believe that you believe that any piece of media where you know what happens is unenjoyable.

a whole lot of ancient/classical plays, a whole lot of shakespeare plays, any sherlock holmes story ever, any book-to-movie adaptation ever, any musical where you listened to the soundtrack before seeing it onstage, any video game where you watched a playthrough before playing it yourself, anything you watch on a second viewing ever - all of that, by a “spoilers-bad” person’s logic, is now less enjoyable because you know what’s going to happen

[starkastichotmess]

"Woah, hey, Speng--ah," his words are cut off sharply with a gasp of pain, his quick grab towards Egon to slow him down from charging off causing the armour to press dangerously into his already weakened chest. "Shit... Gotta... get out of suit."

He's lucky that the suit still has enough systems running to remain powered to let him move, but the automated release mechanisms malfunctioned, and another suit should already be on its way from the tower. But even with an undamaged suit inbound, it won't do him any good if he's still trapped in this one.

His eyes shining with a mix of pain and frustration, Tony looks to Egon pleadingly as he struggles to speak. "Hard to breathe. Need help... emergency latches. Can't... can't trust just anyone."

It should say a lot to anyone who knows how closely Tony guards the secrets of his technology - particularly that of the Iron Man suits - that he's asking someone who could understand exactly what he's looking at for help in this situation, rather than resorting to contacting the people he's supposed to be able to rely on in emergencies. But with Rhodey being deployed, and Tony never having trusted SHIELD, there are few he's able to even consider letting see the suits up close in such a state, much less learn where the latches are to release him from it manually.

"Please," he sighs, not really having the strength to fight him on this at the moment, but hoping that the logic and urgency of the situation will keep Egon here with him, at least until he's out of this suit and the new one has arrived.

☎️ 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙱𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃? || “…didn’t know where else to go…” (shh… I’m totally sleeping right now… >.> jshksdhjf - just handwavy the fact that Ghostbusters HQ and Stark Tower are on the same fucking island and less than 4 miles away from each other; Tony could either have been caught without his suit or it got badly damaged one and he was closer to the firehouse than waiting anywhere else for Happy to come pick him up or something) || @starkastichotmess​

HE’D BEEN WATCHING THE CARNAGE BEFORE IT SAW FIT TO KNOCK ON HIS DOOR. As had become one of the undeniable facts of the universe, wherever Iron Man went, the media was always sure to follow, and indeed, the news coverage of his latest conflict was intense, the streets of New York City serving as the battlefield for what was turning into moderate chaos. Never normally one for following such sensationalist press, on this occasion, his eye had frequently flickered to the screen while he’d bee busy with administration, the subtle mix of reassurance and concern in his psyche - confident that his friend was more than capable of holding his own at times like this, while wary and all-too-aware of how quickly the tide of war could change.

AFTER A WHILE, TONY HAD MANAGED TO EVADE THE CAMERAS, HIS FIGURE VANISHING FROM THE SCREEN. Not immediately finding cause for worry, he’d carried on as normal - until the hasty banging against the door caught his attention, brow raising as he rose from his chair, walking over and opening it - to find none other than Stark himself on the other side, still dressed in his suit, or what was left of it, for most of it was little else than twisted and dented metal, the visor of his helmet recoiled to reveal cut and bruised skin.

SOMETHING CHANGED WITHIN HIS DEMEANOUR AT THE SIGHT. In an instant, he was practically pushing the man inside, though he didn’t bother closing the door. Instead, determined footsteps guided him to the trunk of Ecto-1, and before even he could register what was going on, he was retrieving his proton pack, slinging her over his suit jacket and clasping her firmly into place. Retrieving the neutrona wand, he switched it on, the entire instrument offering that familiar hum as she purred to life.

❝ Where is it? ❞

HIS SINGULAR QUESTION DIRECTED TO TONY AS HE MADE A PATH FOR THE DOOR. The glare on his visage left no room for debate as to his muted anger, the decision that he was going to fight in Tony’s place having been made, the chance for negotiation firmly off the table.