Eleanor Stone caused a war before she even knew what a war was. She does not feel save, she does not feel like herself either lately. When the nineteen year old decides to leave Gulltown, the major port city in The Vale, where she grew up, everything seems to go wrong. Everything seems to feel wrong. Until she meets a curious little man.

Roslin could play the game that Robb couldn't see. In the same way he could swing a sword or give an order, she would protect him from those closest to him. Robb could win the battles, his Queen would make sure the daggers never touched him. AU from end of GOT onward. Will have Arya, Bran and Jon chapters later, but for now very Robb/Roslin centric

Sandor Clegane's fever dreams after Arya leaves him at the Trident.

"You must give the gift to the one they call Jon Targaryen, in Westeros."

(Spoilers up to the middle of Clash of Kings) Sam and the other men of the Night's Watch have stopped at Craster's Keep on the way further North. Sam meets Gilly and promises to help her and her unborn child, against his better judgement. Written from Sam's perspective.

But, she knew what to say to him now. Catelyn Tully was now Mrs. Catelyn Stark, the wife of Ned Stark, the mother of Robb Stark, and the surrogate mother of Jon Stark. And soon they would welcome a beautiful baby girl and she would be named Sansa Stark. Modern AU.

The Starks are back in Winterfell and Sansa is Queen in the North. One day, Arya receives a gift from an old friend... Post-Canon, slightly AU due to age discrepancies, one-shot.

Los recuerdos son las cosas que nos definen y no diferencian de los demás, aunque no sean buenos. Este fic participa en el reto número 9, "¡Ni en fanfiction nos quieren!" Del foro alas Negras, Palabras Negras y esta escrito sin ningún ánimo de lucro.

Brienne rescues Sansa from the Vale, but after hearing what she found out on the Quiet Isle, Sansa decides to go and speak with the Elder Brother herself. [Trigger warning - see author's notes at start of Ch6].

Jon will nur ein wenig Spaß haben. Nicht jeder hat dafür Verständnis. Aber zum Glück ist da noch Arya. Oneshot, keine Pairings

AU. Jaime and Cersei as Victorian vampires...

"What has gotten into you?" He incredulously asked. "Nothing yet." Ned was about to argue with her, but she stopped him. "Fuck responsibility, Ned. Fuck what we shouldn't do. How about we do who and what we want and deal with the consequences later." "This could dishonor you," he said simply. Modern AU. Modern AU

Years spent battling feelings and the slip ups along the way. Arthur/Elia

Five Times Sansa Stark wept, and one time Sandor Clegane did.

Modern AU. Same plot as Romeo & Juliet, let's just hope they don't die in the end. Possibly changing to Rated M for later chapters.

Arya gets her hands on Sansa's phone. Modern AU.

In a little cave in the Frostfangs, Meera Reed meets a hero from a story come to life, and comes full circle. Benjen Stark x Meera Reed.

Winterfell's summer snows were falling when Jon visited on his way from King's Landing to the Wall. / A JonSansa sibling drabble, with a happy-ish ending that's bound to become AU. Post-series.

They deviated from the script on day eight. Ned asked her to take him to the gardens after Catelyn had asked him to come over because she was lonely. He said that Brandon used to rave about the gardens…the ones they used to go to everyday after they started dating. Catelyn/Brandon. Catelyn/Ned. Strong T. Modern AU

Jaime can go back to the past to change it and conserve his swordhand , but every change have a consecuence

"They had waited a long time to make a child together, both of them wondering if they were suited to it. Brienne has found that her hands care for her daughters just as well as for a broadsword."

"We ought to think about having a sword forged," Jaime announces, completely out of the blue, after the two of them finish sparring one afternoon. "What do you need another sword for?" He laughs, the sound low and coarse deep in his throat. "Not for me. For Joanna. She ought to have a sword now that she's to begin training."

When her Lord Husband is called away to defend the Wall, Sansa is left alone at Winterfell, and must endure the winter and protect her home from those that would think to take it. Sandor/Sansa

Gendrya version. Major AU, smut galore. Not my storyline, rights reserved to Hannah(@han rawrr on twitter & @han-rawr on tumblr.) Gendry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed voice.

After the white cold came, there was nothing left but to take his sister home. Spoilers ADWD.