Life as a "Card" isn't easy. So, I quit. I'm done. Of course, it isn't quite that easy.

Something me and my weird friend wrote

Two Jokers in a deck feel left out in a game of solitaire, so find another way to entertain themselves at everyone else's expense. This is very short, but I would like to know what you think. I may continue, but for now, this is complete.

Poor Three of Diamonds. Oneshot, crackfic; this is what results from a person like me, who finds almost everything to be endlessly fascinating, discovers Solitaire fanfiction at 4:45 in the morning and decides she needs to partake in it. Have fun.

Spades is in a desperate battle for world domination. They take the other suits over one by one. Will they move on to the other games?

Four of Spades gets bored and Jack of Hearts ends up getting caught up in her mischief, like always.

The Jack of Hearts has been looking a bit...strange...lately. The other face cards decide that it is time to have an intervention. Totally random and senseless. Drabble.

There is a love between the cards that is seems like a hopeless cause until the Master Hand finally comes through for him. King of HeartsQueen of Spades

Because the cards wonder why people play this game. please r&r! personification on the cards part!

Queen of Hearts has a secret crush, but the cards are stacked against them. Will they be able to break all the rules for love?

the other aces are tired of the Ace of Spades and their dislike for the card ends his life

Bored by playing the traditional solitaire computer game, two friends design a much more exciting game.

This may very well be the world's first Freecell fanfiction. It may be my only contribution to the human race, as well.

Fourth in my series of video game sonnets. Four ancient kingdoms march off to war.

What will happen when the characters in Harry Potter find themselves as cards in a Solitaire game? A HILARIOUS oneshot!...I got the idea from a really FANTASTIC Harry PotterTetris story by Freaky Person O.o

Oh dear, the cards are fighting. Let's watch.:D

There is absolutely no substance to this, yet it can seem like a philosophical wondrous poem if you think a great deal. Disclaimer to the inventor of Solitaire.

Bill Gates paces outside a maternity ward. BECAUSE HE HAS TO. Please adore my superior skills in summary writing!

The world of Solitaire is a tough one.

Haikus of anguish, desire, and unfortold hope.

An ode to the game we all play sometimes, when there's nothing else to do.

Still, love will spring from the darkest of hates, and the Fates didst set their eyes upon the players on the stage, and they didst deal out the cards of fortune…