Sarah has a weakness—she can't stop playing the game.

The first time it happened, there were no theatrics. She was simply there one minute and somewhere else the next.

It was just supposed to be a dinner date at the house of a successful surgeon but little did Sarah realise that she was the one to be served up to some magical Goblin King.

In response to Jareth-GK's infuriating letter erroneously titled "To My Love".

Sarah strikes an unlikely business deal with the Goblin King. She's determined to keep it strictly business, but he has other plans.

Sure, we know that Sarah beat Jareth's leather-clad butt the first time around, but what if she had to rely solely on her wits? Will she be as lucky the second time? Unneeded smut and snarkiness, with a couple of brainteasers to stave off the PWP.

Toby says the wrong words. Drabble and a half.

In the end it comes down to semantics and which word she’s going to fixate on. She just never thought it would lead to this. J/S to a degree. One Shot. prompted by pika-la-cynique's drawing on dev art.

Eventually, something had to break. A fun Sarah/Jareth 100-prompt table.

They both wanted the same thing. Problem was, one of them was too stubborn to admit it. Jareth x Sarah

You hate him. And he hates you back, but hate isn't the right word for it. Not a strong enough word for it. It's so much more than that. So much deeper…And you realize why you did it. Why you yelled and screamed and shouted. You care. Draco/Harry