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only-sturmfrei · 3 years

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I keep having strange dreams

So this all started when I started doing LSD. I would go to sleep and have the same dream over and over again, which I find odd that it was the same one over again. then it would just randomly appear even when I did nothing at all. There would be small changes in the dream. So I'll just tell you my dream.

So generally I would be walking through a hallway and turn into a dark room. There would always be a person sitting there on the ground. there was no furniture and nothing on the walls. I always recognized the person, but could never remember them when I woke up. Anyways they would always shake their head at me, but say nothing. They would sometimes have a guitar, or I would have it.

Sometimes all the walls would be different colors. they floors sometimes would be stripped. I could be enchanted to that room by either a noise of a changing tv channel or a radio, usually a folk pyschadelic song. I always felt comfortable with the person. They would sometimes sing a song. Sometimes when they sang, they seemed sad or miserable. Sometimes they had a newspaper and was staring at it.

I may update this later. If anyone knows anything about dreams, tell me.

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only-sturmfrei · 3 years

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Thanksgiving - Pink Floyd

Not my gif

David Gilmour’s Daughter (reader) x Roger Waters’ son

Eugene Waters and Y/N Gilmour have been married for a while now and live together. Roger Waters was never really there for his son, so when he turns up on Thanksgiving it’s rather hard.

“Honey! I have the turkey!” Y/n yelled walking into the kitchen with the cooked turkey. “All of the other food is on the counter,” Eugene said. There wasn’t much food because there were only two people at this dinner. Y/N and Eugene decided to play it safe from the virus and have a home Thanksgiving.

They would usually have two thanksgivings. The first being Y/N and Eugene visiting her four siblings, her father, and her mother. The second was Y/N and Eugene going to visit his mother, two siblings, and his mother’s husband. His dad left him when he was only five months old.

Anyways, the young couple sat down at their table for thanksgiving. “This doesn’t feel right,” Y/n said. She got up and put a record in her record player. It was the album Barrett by Syd Barrett.

There was a knock on the door and Y/N went to check it out. Y/N gasped when she opened the door. There stood Roger Waters.

“Can I come in?” Roger asked. “I-I uh sure,” Y/N responded. Roger followed Y/n into the dinner room. “Dad? What are you doing here?” Eugene asked puzzled. Roger stared at the record player for a second before responding, “Oh well you know. All of my kids are grown and they decided to not come and see me.” Eugene was done with Roger at this point, “You’ve never had thanksgiving with my family. You were gone for every Easter, every Christmas, and every birthday.” “That’s why I want to make it up to you,” Roger said. Eugene nodded.

“Uh Roger how about you get some food from the table,” Y/N said awkwardly. Roger nodded and got his food. He sat down beside the two, “What’s with this music?” ‘Gigolo Aunt’ was playing. “Well we always listen to music on Thanksgiving,” Y/N said, “It’s Gigolo Aunt by Syd Barrett. I can change it if you want.” “It’s fine. So I assume you two don’t have any kids. Do you plan on having any?” Roger asked.

Eugene and Y/n both flinched. “If you'd actually talk to us you would know we tried for over two years. Then Y/N got Ovarian Cancer and had to get one of her ovaries removed so it would be hard for her to have kids,” Eugene said bluntly. “Oh I’m sorry,” Roger said. Y/N just nods.

“How’s your dad’s music going?” Roger asked to Y/N, “Oh it’s going well. He is actually going to upload his new song tomorrow. How is your music going?” “Well I had to postpone my concert,” Roger said. ‘I guess this won’t be as bad as I thought,’ thought Eugene, “And your dad won’t let me on the Pink Floyd website.” There it was.

#Pink Floyd #family #DavidGilmour #Roger Waters #60s #70s #80s #90s #Thanksgiving #band #fanfiction #x reader #reader insert #Barrett #Gigolo Aunt

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Picking Locks

Couple- Peter x reader

Prompt 11. “I taught you how to pick locks and this is how you use it.”

Peter and I had snuck out every night because we knew our dads would be mad if they knew we were dating. My dad was Charles Xavier and his dad was Magneto.

“Hurry up we can’t let them find out!” Peter whispered yelled. “Well atleast I know how to pick locks- why couldn’t you speed us out of here!?!” I whisper yelled back. Peter rolled his eyes.

I eventually picked the locks of the gates of the mansion. Peter and I turned around quickly to close the door so no one could see.

“I taught you how to pick locks and this is how you use it?” We snapped our head back to see my brother David, “I promise I won’t tell Charles.” David threw his arms in the air.

I ran up to him and hugged him, “thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” He lifted his arms to push me off. “Just use protection,” I blushed as David said that.

Peter and I ran off to the store to get food.

Timeskip..

Peter and I had gotten home and were able to get in without anyone knowing. The next day we went through the whole day without any mentions of yesterday.

We made our way to the gates again and I was picking the locks. It was rather difficult.

“Peter why don’t you help her,” A voice said from behind us. Peter and I turned around knowing it was his dad. “How did you know?” Peter asked. “David told me,” his father responded.

“Dammit David,” both Peter and I mumbled, “Jinx! Double jinx! Triple jinx!” “blackout, knock on wood. Buy me a coke,” Peter said. Erik rolled his eyes.

“Anyways you two can’t come out here ever past hours or else I’ll tell Charles,” Erik said. “No! We’re sorry, we will go back to school and it won’t happen again,” I said.

Bonus

The next morning I saw David and he ran for hours. I caught up to him and tackled him.

#xmen #quicksilver #marvel #evanpeters #magneto #Charles xavier #picking locks #fanfic #readerinsert #secret dating #reader #reader insert

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Archangel/Warren imagine

Imagine

Having angel wings like warren and meeting him for the first time.

I was finally out of the infirmary. Scott had been showing me around for a while. “-And that’s the woods. No one goes down there besides y/n,” Scott shrugged.

“Who’s Y/n? Jean never mentioned a Y/n,” I mumbled. “You wouldn’t like them. They stay alone and don’t like company,” Scott said, “kinda like you. Maybe you would like them. I mean they were trapped in a hospital and apparently there were things trying to kill them and the other kids.They don’t like talking about, but you can still see evidence from it.”

Scott walked me into the forest. It was very eerie with how gloomy and silent it was. I saw a small bird plushie on one of the branches of the trees. “Where are they?” I asked

Something in front of me fell and saw someone swinging on a branch upside down like a bat. What I assume was a white cape was almost touching the ground. The cape was huge- and fluffy?

The ‘cape’ fluffed up to reveal huge wings stretching across the trees. I was in awe. “You needed me Scott?” Y/n said still upside down. “This is Warren and I thought you would like to meet him because you both have wings,” Scott said.

Y/n just nodded and waved at me.

#xmen #archangel #warren worthington iii #imagine #shortfic #cute #too many hashtags #marvel #feathers #wings #like #comics #cyclops #Scott summers #reader insert

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Poison- Archangel x reader X-men

Ship: warren x reader

Summary: reader is self-conscious of her power, but Warren shows her that it’s okay

Reader’s power: anytime she touches someone/something they/it will die

Y/N stared down at the dead cat in their hands. “Look what you did! You’re a monster!” their mother yelled. Y/N was shaking and crying. Their cat was dead because they killed him.

Years later…

“She’s dead! She’s dead!” Helen’s husband said, grabbing his dead wife’s body. He looked up at Y/N. “Y-you are a fucking d-demon,” He hiccuped, “You did this on purpose! Your mother hated you! Everyone hates you! You can’t see what you’ve done!” Y/N cried out. They just ran, for miles.

POV changed to Y/N’s

I am standing outside of a mansion that is suppose to save me. I already talked to the owner, he said I could stay and learn to control my abilities.

I made my way to the front gate and waited. Soon a blue dude, an angel, and a girl with bright clothes came up to me. “Hi I’m Jubilee!” the girl said, “Kurt is the blue one and Warren is the angel.” I nodded.

“So what’s your power?” Kurt asked. “Well uh- it’s hard to explain,” I laughed nervously. Kurt just nodded. The three showed me around everywhere. “-And this is your dorm! You get to share a room with me!” Jubilee said excitedly. “We’ll leave you guys to be,” Warren said walking away with Kurt.

“I’ll unpack my bags,” I mumbled. “Let me help you,” Jubile smiled. The first thing she pulled out was my shirts. “Geez you would be great friends with Warren. I mean look at all of these Black Sabbath, Ozzy Osbourne, Nirvana, Metallica, Def Leppard, Aerosmith- What’s faster pussycat?” Jubilee rambled. I just laughed.

“Which one do you mean? If it says Aerosmith, then it is the Aerosmith album. If it doesn’t, then it is the band,” I said.

We soon finished unpacking my things. I told Jubilee I was going to go to the Library. I ended up taking my headphones with me to listen to music outside. I sat under a tree just listening to music.

I got up from that spot to move. I realized the grass where I was sitting was dead. I just sighed.

“Hey,” I heard. I looked up to see Warren, “What are you listening to?” “Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge-” “Unplug your headphones, I wanna listen.” I nodded and unplugged them so we could both hear.

I rolled onto my back. I heard Warren gasp. “Yeah I know this song is pretty great,” I joke. “All the grass you were sitting on is now dead,” he said shocked. “I know it’s my power,” I said. “What even is your power?” Warren asked.

“I have a stupid power. Basically anything or anyone I touch dies. It’s like I’m poison,” I sighed. “Oh. I’m sorry. I bet Charles can teach you how to control it. He helped me, I bet he could help you,” Warren smiled. “Charles can’t help me. He doesn’t know what to do with someone who could you kill you with one touch,” I growled.

“Have you never been touched by a human?” He asked. “That I remember? No, maybe when I was a baby,” I said. “So you’ve never had a hug?” He asked. I nodded. “I’m gonna change that!” He said.

“What are gonna do? Don’t kill yourself!” I said scooting back. “No, I’m gonna get Charles and Hank to show you how to control your ability,” He smiled at me and I smiled back. This was probably the best decision I ever made.

#fanfic #archangel #Warrenworthingtoniii #insert reader #xmen #xreader

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Feathers

Ship: Warren x reader

Summary: Warren’s feathers will ‘shed’

Reader’s power: can change others emotions, replaces other people's emotions with her own.

I quietly made my way through the hall of the dorms. I hadn’t seen Warren at all today. I felt something soft on my foot. I lifted my foot to see a feather. There were feathers everywhere. I don’t know how I didn’t notice them at first.

I started gathering the feathers on the floor. They were all different lengths. Some looked pure white, while others more yellow or gray.

I continued my walk to Warren’s room. I finally made it to his room. I knocked quietly on the door. There was no answer. I knocked again and again no answer. I opened the door. No sign of Warren.

I walked over to his bed to see a bunch of feathers and a note. The note read, “shedding season, leave me alone.” I was confused. This had me quite worried.

I turned back around to go to my room. When I finally got to the girl’s dorms I noticed more feathers. I collected all the feathers. They led to my dorm room. I opened it to see Warren tossing and turning in my bed.

I chuckled a little. I placed the feathers on a table. “Are you okay?” I asked Warren. He nodded.

Warren then made grabby hands at me. I went over to the bed and layed down. My bed was rather small. It was a twin size mattress and very hard to fit two people, so we were basically sitting ontop of eachother.

I tried making Warren happy with my powers. He soon fell asleep. I was just so tired. I mean I could sleep. I’m gonna sleep.

*bonus*

I woke up to a flash of light and giggling. “I thought we were going out,” Jubilee laughed while taking a photo of me. Jean, Scott, Peter, and Kurt were all by her chuckling as well.

#xmen #nigthcrawler #warrenworthingtoniii #angel #archangel #fanfic #insert reader #pleaseread #jeangray #jubilee #quicksilver

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Injuries

X-men team x reader

summary: Reader gets hurt on a mission, but she won't admit that she is hurt

Reader’s POV

We had finally finished a mission. I was extremely tired. Peter came running over to me. I winced as he dragged me over to my room.

Hank stopped us by grabbing my arm, “I think Y/N should get checked because their ankle looks bad.” I smiled awkwardly, “I think I will be fine.” “But Y/n-” “I said I would be fine Hank,” I said. Hank just sighed and walked away.

“Why did you do that?” Peter asks from beside me. “I don't know, I guess my ankle doesn't hurt. It doesn't look that bad, right?” I said raising my foot and almost tripping. Peter laughs at me. “Well I am gonna take a shower and go to sleep. Night!” I waved at Peter as I walked away.

~Time skip to a week later at 3:00 am~~~

I woke up in pain. I looked at the clock. 3am. My ankle was hurting, but I wanted sleep. I tried to sleep, but couldn't. I stepped out of bed and winced as I landed on my foot. I walked in the kitchen to get something to drink.

I grabbed some water and sat on the counter. I sat there for a little awhile with my water.

“Hey,” I heard a voice say. I looked up to see Logan. “Why are you up so early?” I asked. “I couldn't sleep. What about you?” He asked. He was grabbing some food. “I don’t know. I just couldn’t sleep,” I lied. Logan looked at me and rolled his eyes.

“Maybe you should get your foot checked out. It looks pretty swollen,” Logan says. I just laughed, “I’m fine.” Logan grumbled something I didn’t hear. I walked away back to my room.

~~timeskip~~

I didn’t get any sleep last night. Anyways I got dressed and ready. I went to Charles’ room for class. I wobbled over to my seat next to where Jean was sitting.

Jean looked down at my foot and cringed. “It can’t be that bad,” I muttered. During Charles’ class he kept looking at my foot that was now purple and black. Charles’ class was pretty boring.

Jean snuck into my head. ‘You should probably get that looked at,’ she said. Jean looked concerned. ‘It will be fine. It doesn’t even hurt!’ I thought. In reality my foot was throbbing. I was in so much pain. I knew we were having another mission soon so I didn’t need to be injured.

The bell soon rang. “Everyone is dismissed, but Y/N stay here for a second,” Charles said. Some people went ‘oooh.’ I just rolled my eyes. I limped over to the professor. “You needed me?” I asked. “What did you do to your foot?!?” He basically yelled.

“I’m fine. I guess I just stepped on it wrong,” I shrugged. “How would you step on it wrong and it looks like you twisted it?” He asked. “Well I don’t know,” I just shrugged. The professor just sighed, “By the end of the day I want you to have seen Hank.” I just nodded.

I left and hurried to my next class. “You’re late,” the teacher grumbled. I just rolled my eyes. I sat down in the only seat. I was in front of Warren and beside Kurt and Scott. We had been doing a group project so we all sat by each other.

“Continue your project. If you have any questions just ask me,” the teacher said. Warren turned to me and made a disgusted face. “What do I look that bad?” I laughed. Warren looked shocked, “What the hell happened?!?” “I fell on it wrong,” I said calmly.

We continued to do our project. Well not Scott. We almost finished it, but the bell rang. “Will you go check that out?” Kurt asked me while pointing at my foot. I nodded.

I made my way to Hank's office. I sat down on a chair and waited. I picked up my foot and took off my shoe. The bruise was bigger from when I last looked. The bruise was red, purple, and black.

Hank came in and smiled, “Thank god I thought you were gonna die.”

Timeskip after a couple of test reader does…

“So you twisted and you should probably take a rest from it for about 2 weeks-” “What! I can’t wait that long!” I interrupted. “I’m sorry, but the team will have to deal with you being away for a while.” Hank had given me crutches.

I went to the living room and just sat on the couch waiting for the rest of the team. They all eventually got there.

“So you twisted your ankle?” Warren asked. I nodded. “I told you should have gotten it checked,” Jean sighed. I just laughed. Maybe my recovery wouldn't be that miserable.

#xmen #quicksilver #beast #jeangray #cyclops #archangel #nightcrawler #wolverine #charlesxavier #petermaximoff #scottsummers #warrenworthingtoniii #kurtwagner #fanfic #insertreader

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Prompts

A1. “I’m sorry, but I don’t remember you.”

2. “You interrupt my reading again and this book becomes a lethal weapon.”

3. “Well the smallest coffins are the heaviest”

4. “No one smiled like that at an assassin.”

5. “Some memories are best left untouched.”

6. “May the chocolate chips in your cookies always be raisins.”

7. “I like proving you wrong. It’s my favorite pass time.”

8. The villain (reader) and the hero are siblings and they have to go to their family thanksgiving dinner

9. Someone adding charms to their bracelet every time the kill someone.

10. “ A child is born with an imagination so great that sometimes it leaks into reality”

11. “I taught you how to pick locks and this is how you use it.”

12. “Why are your hands purple?”

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only-sturmfrei · 4 years

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Request

I do request, just ask me. I will do anything. These are some of the things I could write about.

-Avengers

-X-men

- Queen

-BoRhap

- Pink Floyd

-Supernatural

- Dear Evan Hansen

- David Bowie

I can do fluff, headcanons, and many other things.

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