*Complete* A/U SanSan PWP: A hommage to all the fics out there where marriage to Sansa is awarded to the winner of a tournament. This is meant to be simple, fun and naughty. Give it some chapters and enjoy!

Modern Paris, and life is finally getting good for Aaron Enjolras, as he settles into his second year of university with his friends. A sudden phone call turns his world up-side-down as an unexpected girl arrives in Paris, with no intention of doing as he says. Well, who listens to their older brothers anyway? Introducing Anja Enjolras, the feisty free willed, youngest Enjolras.

Desperate to flee King's Landing and Joffrey's building cruelty, Sansa finds she has no choice left but to use the sole asset she has in order to get the help she needs. Beta-ed by the great Wildsky Sheri.

Elizabeth stayed faithful in body, but a promise kept by another man meant Will no longer held her heart. Briefly Willabeth, but really Barbossabeth. MA for adult situations

Fate is Unchangeable,no matter what the past was. AU in which Eponine is not the loved child but treated like Cosette and rescued with her by Valjean. A tale of family, love and fate when the barricades arise. E/E, C/M

Marius pushed aside Eponine at the last second, saving her life, but in return getting a bullet in his leg. Eponine is hiding in the deserted ABC Cafe when Enjolras comes through the door with an unconscious Marius. Eponine and Enjolras are all Marius can rely on, so they're forced to care for Marius together, though they don't really like each other. How will this play out? AU

The sequel to Before the Revolution. Cosette has returned to Eponine's life, and Marius is head over heels in love with her. Heartbroken, Eponine agrees to help him. Meanwhile, LaMarque has died, and Enjolras is determined to win in the uprising he has planned.

Sherlock's not allowed to play Cluedo. There are quite a few things he- and Mycroft- aren't allowed to play because of various reasons. John and Greg should have realised they were serious. Mystrade & Johnlock. See warnings inside. TEMPORARILY ON HIATUS.

Clove is not someone who gets jealous, so she's not quite sure what she's dealing with when her stomach churns at the sight of Cato and Glimmer together. Cato/Clove, Marvel/Glimmer; slight Cato/Glimmer

Cato and Clove were the best fighters District 2 had and what started out as a rivalry between the pair somehow turned into friendship. What happens when they both enter the 74th Annual Hunger Games.

Whether it be as friends, as lovers, or simply as someone to share the awkwardness of growing up with, Clove and Cato have always been there for each other, no matter what the circumstances.

Basically this is my retelling of the 74th Hunger Games from Clove's point of view with a few alterations of my own.

It's Cato and Clove when Clove dies

One shot of Clove's Death scene. Clove is a bloodthirsty killer, but that's not her whole story.

Clove tastes death for the first time, and for the first time all she wants to do is live. The feast scene at the Cornucopia. Clato. For Amy.

Clove had never been fragile. Cato/Clove

'You're weak,'she would tell him, her trademark smirk dancing across her lips. He doesn't mention the fact that she's the dead one now. Cato/Clove

I hate blondes. All of them must die. Especially giggly, ditzy blondes who like to run their hands over their equally dim-witted fair-haired hormone-fueled counterparts. Clove's POV of the Tracker Jacker incident in the movie. One shot.

He couldn't leave me. I was perfect and pretty and you just didn't leave perfect pretty people there to die such an un-perfect, un-pretty death. One-sided Glimmer/Cato, Cato/Clove. One-shot. Explaining things in the Hunger Games MOVIE.

Even if you could talk to Cato what would you say? Maybe it's a good thing you can no longer speak. For once in your life you don't know what to say.

It wasn't supposed to end like this. We were supposed to win.

Written for my independant study with the prompt "imagine you were in a fight with a fictional character". I chose Gabe. Rated to be extra mega safe.

Charlie was staring searchingly at him while Ian put an arm around his hip and brushed the dark curls out of his forehead with his free hand. “Say yes,” Ian whispered.