fic masterlist.
Game of Thrones/ASoIaF
These Haunted Halls; (Sansa & Jaime, K)
It's both the best and the worst thing she's seen since Joffery severed her father's head from his body...
Claim Your Own; (Jon/Val, M)
The chill that hangs in the air, chattering teeth and sinking into bones, leaves nothing in the way of doubt...
It's a Battleground; (Brienne/Jaime, M)
Brienne the Beauty and the Kingslayer, they call them. A jape of the most sordid variety it would seem from the
gasps and giggles and (far too frequent for her liking) barks of cruel laughter...
Mother of Winter; (Robb/Jeyne, M)
The Crown still sits heavily upon her dark head, even here where there is no contesting it...
Magic and Mess; (Jon/Sansa, M)
A woman's life is nine parts mess to one part magic...
The Thinning Line; (Jon/Sansa, M)
In those bleary hours between sleeping and waking, he allows himself to imagine what it would be like to rule
Winterfell alongside her...
And If You Wrong Us, Shall We Not Revenge? (Sansa & Petyr, T)
How cruel it was that in the end only Alayne Stone could have saved Sansa Stark...
What Little Mirth; (Jon/Sansa, M)
There is much to be said between the two of them, this he knows, but words have never favored him
and they seem to favor her less now than they ever have before...
As it Should Be; (Jon/Sansa, T)
It's as simple as the clasp of a red and black cloak tied gently at her throat by the man she once called
her brother--now calls her cousin and, as of mere moments ago, her lord husband...
Your Words They Make Just a Whisper; (Jeyne/Robb, T)
You're pretty enough, her mother had said. Not the prettiest, but you'll do well...
Tear the Flesh; (Cersei/Jaime, T)
She saw it still--the fresh cut--in the flicker of his eyes, in the twitch of his jaw, and the injustice
of it all hit her harder than it had for a very long time...
The Sharpest Edge; (Robb/Asha, M)
A boy in exchange for a girl, a story like any other she supposes. Except it isn't and it never
{C}{C} will be...
{C}{C}{C}{C}
{C}{C} Only the Pack Survives; (Arya & Sansa, G)
Arya wants to tear at his sister's hair until it lays in the long, loose waves she used to sport at
Winterfell, to put her in a darker dress, made of thicker material, warm enough for the winter...
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Gossip Girl
I Could Keep Your Number for a Rainy Day; (Dan/Blair, T)
Dan Humphrey knows, perhaps better than anyone else, that the beauty and the tragedy of
Blair Waldorf is that she wants and wants and wants...
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Misfits
Fish n' Chips; (Simon/Alisha, T)
Houses and settings aside, she's done with this shit, with waiting on pavements and gazing into
windows like some wanker...
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Skins
The Silence in Between; (Cook/Effy, T)
She's tell him he shouldn't have run in the first place, but then he could easily tell her much of the same...
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The Vampire Diaries
Damned if You Do; (Damon/Elena, M)
She turns her back (on him on Stefan on death) and walks to the car just as she said she would, waits
for Damon to do what she's come to realize he does best...
Loosen Your Grip Before It All Fades; (Damon/Katherine. M)
No one marks Katherine Pierce because only she does the marking, with whispered promises of
eternity and fangs slicing through flesh...
Tug of War; (John/Jenna, T)
Her insides are doing the funniest things--things she's rather not associate with John Gilbert ever,
ever again...
Where It Began; (Caroline/Tyler, T)
For the first time, she thinks he may understand far more than she gives him credit for. It isn't the last
time she thinks so...
One Bullet at a Time; (Damon/Elena, T)
The floor is littered with her chipped pieces...
Pull My Strings; (Caroline Forbes, G)
But even in those darker days, her life was her own. It doesn't work that way anymore...
Bless the Ignorant; (Damon/Elena, T)
What he wouldn't give to walk away...
This I Will Oblige; (Damon/Katherine, M)
Her words are empty, but he is beautiful and so hungry for her he's starved...
Bridle My Rage; (Damon/Caroline, T)
She hates what he can reduce her to with a flick of his tongue or a scathing remark from his lips...