earthian101

bottled up at the bottom of the ocean is the wing-beaten downtrodden boy looking for a place to sleep, far from the desolate quiet of sky and summer sun. but he grew restless, this boy lungs filled with saltwater & quaking bones carved with feathers and seaweed. detached of the pressure between his fingers and the slow but thunderous anger of water. waves roaring against the sky's belly, his body rising to the storm roiling and tumbling until at last the current tosses him upright, palms against the heaven and his back against white sand.

  Magic, Love, and Jinxes  The Wizarding World of Superwholock: Superwholock AU {Warning: This is probably the biggest crossover ever (excluding Superwhomerlockinger) and if you don't like Harry Potter, Supernatural, Doctor Who, or Sherlock, you don't wanna read this. I also may have changed age differences between characters for the sake of the plot, also language. This is a shipping tale my friends, but nothing mature will occur since we are dealing with underage people. sort of a kid!fic, in terms of maturity. Plus lots of innuendos- this is the SPN boys we're talking about here. This fic takes place in what I aim to be Harry Potter and

throw back this Thursday to a lifetime ago, when my bridges were too young to be fireproof and I didn't yet know the words for surrender. you were my Columbus, my twisted Magellan, hands hardened and hungry for any part of me that could bear your name. you sought me and wrought me dead in the water, every bloody fingerprint a flag that marked each brand-new territory upon my skin - spread-eagled, supine, I was greener than grass and you sent your victory marches all over me, steamrolling my rugged edges and calling me all the kind words for barbarian. throw back this Thursday to a lifetime ago - people aren't supposed to fall like leave