Oneshot: Rōnin. A samurai with no lord or master. And as Zeratul discovered, he wasn't the only one.

Gigantic (movie) Oneshot: "Pick on someone your own size." It's a common phrase when defending people from bullies. But what happens when that bully is a giant? What happens when they're technically not a bully? What happens when there's no-one their size to pick on? Well, what happens is mud, cows, magic beans, and fart jokes. Go figure.

Oneshot: It was once said that music is a universal language. Well let me tell you, if I ever make it back to Earth, I'm going to find the moron who said it, slap them over the head, and tell them "you were wrong!"

Oneshot: A funny thing happened the other day. Let's just say it involved an attempted wedding, an attempted proposal, and the groom-to-be getting dumped in more ways than one.

Poem: It was once said that a picture is worth a thousand words. After exploring a long abandoned tower, I found myself inclined to agree.

Oneshot: Kiss the princess. That had been the objective of Stark's frelled-up mind game that John and Chiana had been forced to play. Yet for all the dren he'd gone through, John ended up revisiting it. Because princess or not, there had been one person in there that he'd wanted to see. A person he'd almost forgot about...

Oneshot: Sven rarely talked, Epona noticed. Actually, scratch that, he didn't talk at all. Was he incapable of such a thing? Or was he just saving his mouth for those carrots he loved so much?

Poem: Mars was named after the Roman god of war. With the Helldivers deploying there, it was a fitting name, all things considered.

Moana Poem: The sea provided Moana's people with everything they needed. But sometimes it took things away as well. And one day, that included her father...

Oneshot: "Okay Éowyn, you're a Disney princess now. That means a song number where you run across the fields of Rohan singing about how you want something more. Now, if that's understood, we can get to what dress you're going to wear in the merchandising shot."

Oneshot: Was it possible to kill a god? Was it possible that humanity could regain its freedom? Such questions were asked, but answers weren't given.

Poem: Mark had left to spare the Tsook from the wrath of Mordo. He never came back. Yet Meegan didn't stop searching.

Poem: Many birds perished in the battle to retrieve their eggs. So many that their casualties are beyond count. But maybe one can be remembered...

Poem: After a nuclear apocalypse, civilization on planet Earth was destroyed. But after 97 years, finally Earth's children could come home.

Pantheon/Warcraft oneshot: It's easy being a thief most of the time. Hold people up at knifepoint, steal their loot, rinse and repeat. However, how does one steal from an elemental? Is it even possible?

Oneshot: Destroying tactical missiles and crippling Zagorias's invasion of Astigos? No problem. Writing a letter to one of the people who helped you do it, said person you may or may not have a 'thing' for? Yeah...not so easy.

Oneshot: He calls himself Imperius. The Archangel of Valour. But I know the truth. I know what he really is...

Pure-blood, half-blood, Muggle-born...almost all children write a letter to Santa at some point. And here before you are a few cases in point.

Oneshot: There are many differences between the magical and non-magical communities, but similarities still exist, one of them being a passion for sport. Having been exposed to both worlds, these were passions that Dean was all too familiar with...

Oneshot: It was hard writing quidditch articles for the Daily Prophet at times, and Ginny was no exception. In such circumstances, a boggart was the last thing she needed, especially in light of the form it took. A form against which she had no defence...