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Master List of Elizabeth Culmer's Fiction


General Disclaimer: These stories are based on characters and situations created and owned by other people and corporations. I make no money from this borrowing of intellectual property, and intend no copyright or trademark infringement.

Organization: This list is organized primarily by fandom; within each fandom, it's arranged first by associated story cycles and then by date. Word counts and writing dates are approximations.

Warning Policy: Any story with explicit sex or other potentially problematic content (mostly death, torture, or various forms of psychological, familial, or societal dysfunction) will be marked as such; otherwise all stories are equivalent to PG-13 at most -- i.e., there may be some darkness, violence, or mentions of sex, but it will either be off-page or non-explicit. I do not use any content rating system unless I am posting to a site or community that requires or encourages ratings, because I think movie-style ratings are counterintuitive when applied to written fiction, and because I have never found ratings particularly useful for anything other than denoting the presence of explicit sex, which I am already warning for.

Quality Rating System: I've marked my favorite stories with asterisks, on a scale of 1 to 4. The more asterisks, the more I like the story. This doesn't necessarily mean that stories without asterisks are bad, just that I don't like them as much. Also, I am not claiming to be an arbiter of taste; you may love stories I dislike, and vice versa. I am just providing a heads-up about the ones that I think are best written and/or most interesting.

Where To Read: What I post on my journal tends to be the equivalent of a beta draft. If I have cross-posted a story literally anywhere else, read the version that isn't on my journal. Versions on AO3 are definitive. If there is no AO3 version, read the ff.net version. If there is no ff.net version, read the FictionAlley version (only applicable for HP fic). Failing that, read the journal version, because that's the only one there is.

Harry Potter Fanfiction

Naruto Fanfiction

Angel Sanctuary Fanfiction

Chronicles of Narnia Fanfiction

Homestuck Fanfiction

Minor Fandom Fanfiction
(currently includes BtVS/A:tS, The Dark Is Rising, FF7: Mercverse AU, Inception, and Star Trek: AOS)

Miscellaneous Fanfiction
(Currently includes: American Gods, An Ash-Blonde Witch, Arthurian Mythology, Batman, the Bible, the Black Jewels series, the Bourne trilogy, Captain America (MCU), Charlotte's Web, Code Geass, the Darkangel trilogy, Death Note, Discworld, Enchanted Forest Chronicles, The Girl with the Silver Eyes, Glee, Gormenghast, Hexwood, The Homeward Bounders, Howl's Moving Castle, Labyrinth, Lord of the Rings, Lucifer, Merlin, the Oz books, Ranma 1/2, Rise of the Guardians, Sailor Moon, Saiyuki, Seaward, Shakespeare, White Collar, Wolf Hall, X-Men, and Yu-Gi-Oh!)

Crossover Fanfiction
(I do not cross-list crossovers and fusions under their component fandoms; this is the only place to find them. Currently includes: the Anita Blake series, ASoIaF, Avatar: The Last Airbender, the Black Jewels series, BtVS, Chronicles of Narnia, the Darkangel trilogy, The Dark Is Rising, Discworld, Doctor Who, Enchanted Forest Chronicles, Ender's Game, Gundam Wing, Harry Potter, Hikaru no Go, Homestuck, Inception, the Indiana Jones movies, Leverage, Lucifer, MCU (various), Merlin, Naruto, the Oz books, Stargate: SG-1, Star Trek: AOS, Vorkosigan Saga, Welcome to Night Vale, and a couple other things that only appear in memes rather than actual fic.)



These stories are all mine! *grin* I use the same warning policy and quality rating system as for my fanfiction.

All Original Fiction


And just for my own reference: my Cotton Candy Bingo cards, for Round One and Round Two.
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The ICSD election was on Tuesday, with polls open 12-9pm. There were eight candidates running for four slots on the school board, plus budget approval and permission to take money from the capital fund to buy some new buses. The budget and purchase request both passed, and two of the four people I voted for were elected.

School elections tend to get really low voter turnout, but I figure that A) voting is a responsibility as well as a right, and B) if you don't vote, you have no justification for complaining until the next election, because you didn't even try to make a difference. I kind of like complaining about stuff, so... *wry*

I voted at about 12:15 and hit the road shortly thereafter, taking Dottie home to NJ. While in Madison, I had dinner with my parents (who arrived perhaps an hour after I did) and then went over to Susan's place to hang out. This involved sort of half-watching The Legend of Drunken Master on Netflix, because she was in the mood for comedy, I was in the mood for action/adventure, and we figured it's hard to go wrong with Jackie Chan. :-) In brief, Jackie Chan was about ten years too old to be really believable in his role but likable as always, the first twenty minutes or so seems like a bunch of completely disconnected and unrelated plots but they do eventually pull together (except the factory stuff, which I'm pretty sure was only there to provide a cool setting for the climactic fight scenes), and it's really refreshing to have an action film that doesn't bother creating an extraneous love interest. Also, that is not how alcohol works, but what the hell, Rule of Funny trumps biology, I guess.

On Wednesday Mom and I drove back north to Ithaca, where she helped me install my air conditioner -- just in time for the weather to take a three-day plunge back into early April temperatures. *sigh* Oh well, I'll need the blasted contraption in another week or two, I'm sure, and while I can take it out on my own, the installation really requires a minimum of three hands.

In other local news, for the past couple weeks road crews have been redoing the sidewalks along the corners of N. Tioga St. in an attempt to make them handicapped-accessible. In several cases, this did lower the concrete to street level, but in other cases it only succeeded in reducing the height differential from four inches to two inches. But! I now know why the workers weren't especially careful about making the concrete and asphalt line up.

It's because they've now ripped up the entire surface of Tioga from Lewis St. south to the bridge over Cascadilla Creek. I am in favor of that, don't get me wrong! The street has needed repaving for years. But it's going to be interesting for a while.

And now I should get back to revising my Betapalooza fic (because it's complete and functional as posted, but would be much better with an additional scene in the middle and some more detailed character work), and possibly writing a couple fills for the Daredevil kinkmeme, because, um, reasons. Yes.
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Ha, victory is mine!

Or, in other words, I've been in a blue funk for the past couple weeks (which interacted... oddly... with taking care of the dog), but today I was feeling moderately together again, and the weather cooperated, so I washed, sanded, and peeled away dirt and old paint from my front room windowsill, and have now repainted the damn thing so it will hopefully not rot out from under my air conditioner once I get that installed on Wednesday. Take that, universe!

(Also I dug a weird virulent-yellow fungus out of one of my houseplants' pots and sprayed the remaining dirt with fungicide, but that's minor. I could have done that even with no spoons. But I might not have gotten the fungus out to the compost bin if that had happened a couple days ago, so yay spoons!)

On Thursday, weather permitting, I will try to actually get around to scrubbing my back porch like I've been meaning to for three weeks now, after which I can spray it with animal deterrent and finally repot my first batch of peppers to move outdoors. They're starting to tip over in their baby pots -- I have three braced with popsicle sticks and twisties -- and this suggests it's time to give them proper adult pots and stakes.


Also maybe I can cook stuff. Because I've been completely unable to manage that since I came back from NJ, and that's getting stupid.
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So I was out walking Dottie at a quarter to five and suddenly a helicopter comes flying overhead as we mosey along Fall Creek. Then it comes back the other direction. Then it hovers on the far side of Rt. 13, just sits there in the sky wobbling a little as it veeeeerrrrrrrryyyyy ssssllllloooowwwlllyyyy inches to the north.

After a few minutes, it occurred to me that they were probably looking for a dead body in the creek. :-(

And lo and behold, when I checked the news upon returning home, that is indeed what was going on. Around 12:30pm, a police officer and a couple Cornell employees saw an unidentified man jump off the Stewart Ave. bridge, whereupon the water promptly swept him over Ithaca Falls. It's been raining a lot the past couple days. The creek is in full flood. No one thinks the dude survived; it's just a body recovery at this point.


Ithaca doesn't actually have a particularly high suicide rate. It's just that a lot of our successful suicides are really dramatic. :-(
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I've been watching Marvel's Daredevil on Netflix this week -- one or two episodes per day; I'm on episode 7 next -- and I have to say, if they were going for a sort of fusion of classic noir, seventies conspiracy/mafia dramas, and kung-fu comic book action, they hit the mark pretty damn well. The overpowering effect is of creeping existential dread plus a LOT of violence.

I mean, I like it! The characters are engaging, the plot is tense and gripping in all the right ways, and the performances are really solid. There's also a surprising amount of humor and people being supportive of each other. But it's not exactly easy watching.


I think I will leave episode seven for tomorrow. Even aside from my general audiovisual media difficulties, there is only so much adrenaline I can take in one day.
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Meredith Ann Pierce's Darkangel trilogy is one of my tiny fandoms of the heart, and I am always SO PLEASED when people talk about it, to say nothing of when they create fanworks for it. And on that note, [livejournal.com profile] aishuu has posted a lovely post-canon ficlet about Irrylath, which you should go read immediately!

When Morning Comes: Irrylath shifts from mourning to morning. Despite what he may have wished, Irrylath is still alive and life goes on without Aeriel. (476 words)


The fandom now has two pages on AO3! Which, okay, granted, is only 21 works over the past seven years, but still. 21 works! And I know for a fact there is at least one other extant Darkangel ficlet not on AO3, because [personal profile] minutia_r wrote it for me in the most recent Three Sentence Ficathon. Which makes 22 works! It is a living fandom, goshdarnit. People occasionally write stuff for it just because. And that's more than an awful lot of Yuletide-eligible fandoms ever manage. :-)
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Quick weekend report:

The bus trip was uneventful, though it began oddly. See, the bus station bathrooms were closed (though at least the men's room was apparently functional??? some dude ignored the chunk of plywood blocking off that area and used it, anyway) so I had to go across the street to GreenStar, the local organic coop grocery store, to use their restroom before the bus arrived. But aside from that, everything went as scheduled.

The dinner party was very enjoyable. Susan was able to stay long enough to actually get some dinner rather than just hors d'oeuvres, and it was good to catch up on what Mr. and Mrs. M, and Mr. and Mrs. G (...I guess actually Rev. and Mrs. G, now?) have been doing.

On Saturday Susan and I met downtown to have lunch at Romanelli's pizzeria, and then saw a 1pm showing of Age of Ultron. I enjoyed the movie. It wasn't terribly deep, but I went in expecting two solid hours of entertainment and that is what I got.

more thoughts behind the cut -- beware of spoilers! )

In summary, I think Age of Ultron may end up being the Iron Man 2 of Avengers movies: a bit of a hot mess, partly because of middle-volume slump and partly because it's trying to cram in too much setup for other story threads, but still highly entertaining.

Anyway, moving on! I had an early-ish dinner at home with my parents, and then went on a slight adventure, otherwise known as "finding a church in Mendham," and then "finding parking." I was successful at both quests, though not without a couple setbacks. (In other words, one road had no street sign, and the church had no parking lot.) Then I listened to Susan's concert, which was a joint thing between the church choir she sings in and a subsection of a local chorus called the Masterwork Camerata. It was all sacred Christian music: a Gloria by Vivaldi; then three shorter pieces performed only by the Camerata group; then selections from The Messiah by Handel. The performances were good, and the church acoustics were wonderful.

On Sunday I went to church with my parents. It turned out to be the Coming of Age group's week to run the service -- that always leads to interesting results. In this case, we got a slideshow of a trip to Boston, several teens presenting short statements of their beliefs and general outlook on the world, teens presenting the results of trying to live out one of their beliefs for two weeks, and a lot of musical performances. Also bubble machines, because who doesn't love bubble machines?

And then I drove back to Ithaca, stopping several times en route to give Dottie a brief walk. The end. :-)


May. 4th, 2015 09:59 pm
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I can has dog! :-)

I returned to Ithaca Sunday evening with Dottie in tow, and she will be staying with me until the 19th. She's moping less than when I dogsat her last summer, which I think is because I brought her here instead of my parents dropping her off. Last time she was very reluctant to leave my apartment for the first couple days, as if she thought my parents might come back at any moment and she didn't want to miss them. This time she seems aware that they aren't around.

Here she is settling in to snooze for the night, in her bed at the base of my bedroom closet.

small white dog with spots on her back and a brown patch on her face, looking at the camera while curled up in a soft bed
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Tonight I finally got around to watching Ella Enchanted, which Netflix sent me a while back as a sort of "whoops, the actual next movie in your queue is rare and we can't get it to you within the normal shipping time, so have two movies out at once!" apology... and then, of course, I couldn't get another movie until I send both the real movie and the bonus movie back.

I freely admit I only had the movie in my queue because of watching two seasons of Hannibal and wondering what else Hugh Dancy and Mads Mikkelsen had been in. For similar reasons, a couple months ago I watched the 2004 King Arthur, which is a deeply stupid and inadvertently hilarious movie, not to mention baffling in the way it tries to play on the whole Arthur-Guinevere-Lancelot triangle without actually doing any setup for it, so Lancelot comes off as a creepy stalker who sacrifices himself for a woman who may not even know his name. But anyway, moving on!

Ella Enchanted is a pretty cute movie. Ridiculous and shallow, sure. But a lot of fun.

It is also a terrible adaptation of the YA novel it's nominally based on, and I think if I'd been watching it with the expectation of a proper adaptation, I would have been extremely annoyed and disappointed. The gist of the story remains -- a girl cursed to obey every order anyone gives her falls into a loose Cinderella plot, complete with horrible stepfamily, prince, ball, and eventual happy ending after the curse breaks -- but almost all the actual plot elements are wildly different, starting with the movie's invention of an evil uncle who's been ruining the kingdom with fantastic racism policies and now wants to kill his nephew the prince.

So, you know, it's about as faithful to Gail Carson Levine's book as Disney's The Little Mermaid is to Andersen's fairy tale. In other words, it's a remix. And if watched with that set of expectations rather than a checklist of every deviation from the book, it is, as I said, a pretty fun hour and a half.


I should get a copy of the book from the library and reread it, though. I remember enjoying it a lot. :-)
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My weekend schedule is as follows:

1. Walk to bus station and catch 9:40am bus on Friday, heading down to NJ. Remain awake at least through 11am, so as to call Dad and report whether or not we stop in Binghamton, as this will drastically affect NJ arrival time and the bus stop in Ridgewood is something like 45 minutes from my parents' house. (I could bus all the way into the city, walk from Port Authority to Penn Station, catch a train to Madison, and then drag my suitcase ~1 mile up the hill to my parents' house, but that is a pain in the neck so we go for the Ridgewood stop and a car pickup instead.)

2. Help Mom set up for dinner party.

3. Dinner party with family friends, aka Cat's parents, Susan's parents, and Susan briefly before she has to run off to a dress rehearsal for a Saturday choral concert. Plan Saturday with Susan somewhere in here.

4. Lunch with Susan on Saturday. Hang out and do something as yet unspecified.

5. Early dinner with parents, possibly eating out at a restaurant. Mom keeps trying to make me express an opinion. My opinion is that food is good and I don't know why she expects me to know anything about restaurants in a town I haven't lived in for fifteen years. *headdesk*

6. Attend Susan's concert at 7pm in Basking Ridge. Presumably she will have worked out the ticket situation by then. Pay her back for the ticket if relevant.

7. Go to church with Dad on Sunday, because why not.

8. Pack Dottie and ridiculous amount of dog supplies into minivan. Say farewell to parents and drive back to Ithaca, leaving NJ no later than 2pm.

9. Give Dottie her dinner and evening walk, probably encountering great resistance as she mopes and wonders where her real people are and why she's back in my apartment again. Hopefully that phase will pass sooner than last time.

10. Crash.


I am mostly packed, aside from stuff like my computer and phone. I have a list of minor chores to deal with in the morning, and a few more to plow through tonight. And you know, it's not that I am in any way not looking forward to this trip -- my one regret is that Cat has May Day obligations in Massachusetts and therefore won't also be around -- but that is a lot of heavy social-interaction activities in a very short period of time, and I am going to be drained by the time I get home. Also happy! But absolutely drained dry.

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