One shot collections about Piltover's Finest.

"It's like this, Cait," Lux said. "Riven can bench a truck. LeBlanc can't. And as long as LeBlanc can't bench a truck, no one's ever going to vote for her." Chapter Sixteen: The Noxian General Election

DISCLAIMER: I DID NOT WRITE THIS The infamous WORST FANFICTION EVER posted here, unedited, for ur "lulz" -Originally by Tara Gilesbie -Rated M for the "Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time." line! -There is more than 1 chap per page

The Shadow Isles always reclaim what is rightfully her's. Now, Vi's memories fall into this category. They all flood back, one by one, with no order and no matter how painful, she must relive them for one last time before they are gone forever, dragged down into the depths of the isles. (Caitlyn x Vi, Smut in a couple chapters)

After a long day, Robert brushes Rosalind's hair. One-Shot, fluff, ship optional.

The beginning years were rough as Booker raised Anna. But when they found out she could sing, he signed her up for as many vaudeville acts he could afford at a time. Little did he know the songs she 'made up' were actually written several years in the future... WIP, R&R

"Let's commit the perfect crime," he commented, lifting a hand and pressing a hand to where my heart was. "I'll steal your heart and you'll steal mine." He brought his hand back to his own chest, gesturing to where his heart was. Now his grin was bigger and he really looked like he wanted to kiss me.

The boys find themselves way over their heads as they investigate the horrors of Aperture Science, but not without the reluctant help of a girl who was just thrown from the only life she's ever known.

The Painted Doll is a little too happy about Tamara's eternal punishment.:: Drabble:: Implied DollScorpion and TamaraScorpion.

He doesn't care. He has work to do.

Series of oneshots. In the aftermath of World War II, a young woman was found amongst the rubble in a coma, never aging, and never waking. After several decades of being held as a top secret project by British Government, they gave her to SHIELD for further studies. Only now...She's waking up.

On the Fields of Justice, Leona was a veritable tank. It took an amazing amount of strength to break through her Eclipse—the shield of magical energy that the Sun granted her knights with—and so she sometimes forgot what it was like to feel anything at all. That was why she needed this—this intense swirl of sensations that Diana brought her.

The Painted Doll's musings on Tamara's demise. Short and strange. Descriptive but not graphic. Also contains a tiny hint of implied femslash, but only if you're really looking for it.