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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, Batman, the Bible, the Black Jewels series, the Bourne trilogy, Captain America, Code Geass, The Darkangel, Death Note, Enchanted Forest Chronicles, The Girl with the Silver Eyes, Glee, Gormenghast, Hexwood, The Homeward Bounders, Labyrinth, Lucifer, Merlin, Ranma 1/2, Rise of the Guardians, Saiyuki, Seaward, Wolf Hall, X-Men, and Yu-Gi-Oh!)

Crossover Fanfiction
(I do not cross-list crossovers under their component fandoms; this is the only place to find them)



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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Summary: A week after Dumbledore is removed as Headmaster, Minerva McGonagall, Pomona Sprout, and Rolanda Hooch go drinking and debate ways to solve the crisis Hogwarts is laboring under. (1,800 words)

Note: This is a sidestory for Secrets, my retelling of CoS from Ginny's perspective. I'm not sure when I started writing it -- probably early 2003 -- but I stalled out after the first 200 or so words and posted that snippet in 2004 as what I expected to be a permanently unfinished fragment. The thing is, the universe lives to make me eat my words. When I opened the file to tidy it up and post it to AO3 as part of a collection of other HP fragments, I suddenly needed to finish it. So I did, ten years late. *wry*

I suspect, based on the title, that I originally meant to have the teachers focus on the peculiarities of Ginny's behavior, but McGonagall has no reason to think Ginny's in particular trouble compared to the rest of the school, so I ended with a more general story.

[ETA: The revised and extended final version is now up on AO3!]

A Problem Like Ginevra )


Ha, I win.

Oh, right, some notes! Note are useful things. McGonagall was apparently born circa 1925, which means that in 1943, she could have been a sixth-year, a seventh-year, or one year out of school. I'm assuming she was a seventh-year. Madam Hooch doesn't have a canonical first name, but is apparently called Rolanda in a video game and fandom seems to have accepted this. (I still think Xiomara would be cooler, but I will reserve my pointless last stands for other trivia.) Similarly, Moaning Myrtle doesn't have a canonical last name. The one I gave her wasn't chosen completely at random -- it's kinda-sorta a word play on weeping willows -- but it's still pretty arbitrary.
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This morning my mom sent me an email with what seems to be the abstract of a presentation given at a recent-ish theological conference held at Drew University -- or maybe the theme statement of the conference as a whole? It's hard for me to be sure since the text is one of the best examples of academic jargon run amok that I have ever seen. To wit:

Some of the most recent, most significant, most discussed works in queer theory have interrogated how we conceive our relation to the future and the past. From Lee Edelman’s polemicized caution that certain forms of commitment to certain kinds of futurity serve to eradicate queerness, to José Esteban Muñoz’s insistence that queerness can be secured only by fixing our eyes on the glimmering horizon of the future, to Heather Love’s worries about our relation to the traumas and injuries of the past, to Carolyn Dinshaw’s insistence on the very queer ways the past and present long to connect, this body of work seeks to replace reliance on logics of repetition, linearity, periodicity, and teleology with images of temporal drags and co-presences, anachronisms and proximities, contaminations and touches across time. Just as the foundational works of queer theory revealed that conceptions of gender, sexuality and race are not natural or inevitable, but social and conventional—and, hence, ethical and political—this body of work underscores that even seemingly commonsensical categories like past, present and future are intimately bound up with desire and power.

and then it keeps going for two more paragraphs! )


I have no words. O_o
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I was going to do a sort of chaptered pseudo-fic for my unfinished HP fragments, except that requires opening the files in question and when I did so, I suddenly really wanted to finish writing "A Problem Like Ginevra." Which is a McGonagall-POV "Secrets" sidefic I started in... I dunno, early 2003, probably? And I got about 200 words into it, lost interest, posted the fragment in 2004, and proceeded to forget about it entirely.

So far this evening, I have added over 600 words to the file, and have nearly maneuvered McGonagall, Sprout, and Hooch around to having the conversation that was the original point of the whole endeavor.

Send help?
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Dear Yuletide Writer,

Hi, and thank you in advance for writing a story for me! I'm pretty easy to please -- unless you write a context-free sex scene, I'll be thrilled just to get a fic in one of the fandoms I asked for. *grin* But I realize that's not terribly helpful, so here's the (very!) long version. I am sorry for the tl;dr, but I like to talk about things I love and I figure more details are better than fewer.


General Information )

Okay. On to specific fandoms.


The Dispossessed )

Lucifer )

The Lions of Al-Rassan )

Black Jewels )

And that is that. :-)
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I took a break from crossposting old HP fic today and crossposted some old miscellaneous fic instead. So now my three tiny Captain America 3-sentence ficlets are up on AO3, as are the three 15-minute Ranma 1/2 ficlets I wrote back in 2004.

I am always slightly at a loss when dealing with 3-sentence ficlets. They seem too small to stand on their own, yet there isn't always a logical way to group them. Thus far, I've posted all the Narnia ones as standalones (though grouped into series or collections, as appropriate), and have done multi-chapter collected versions for Star Trek: AOS, The Dark Is Rising, and now Captain America, since those didn't have the timeline issues that were a concern for the Narnia ficlets.

When I finally finish my HP crossposting, I may try to knock off some of my random crossover fics. Or not. I might be completely burned out by the time I reach that bridge. *sigh*


On a completely unrelated note, I am in search of a good image-hosting website. I finished writing a Homestuck kinkmeme fill yesterday, but I think it might work best presented as a series of images rather than plain text. The thing is, since the images are a series of letters written from various characters to one another, it seems weird to store them on DeviantArt -- they're not really art, you know? But the only other place I post images is Tumblr, which is definitely not the right place for this sort of thing.

Advice, anyone?
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Melodrama's birthday gathering last night was a lot of fun. We met at 6pm at Viva!, a local Mexican place. The smoke shop crew was represented by me, Sweetheart, Boss Lady, Melodrama (obviously), and Boss Lady's husband. Ms. Conviviality also showed up about an hour and a half into things, which was a lovely surprise! Two of Melodrama's non-work friends were also there, for a total of eight people. We started with drinks and general conversation, and after about an hour managed to snag a table and order some dinner to go with the next round of drinks. We left Viva! around 8:30pm, after which the others were discussing whether to go bowling or to go surprise Melodrama's boyfriend at his job, or something else, but I was tired and peopled-out, so I said my farewells and walked home.

This is the thing about being an introvert. I can have an absolutely wonderful time out with a group of people in a noisy restaurant/bar! But then I need to go be alone for a while, because I have just run myself dry -- in an enjoyable and rewarding way, to be sure, but what I get back from social interaction is never going to translate into energy or spoons.


I brought my peppers indoors again this evening, since the temperature is forecast to drop into the 30s tonight. (Fahrenheit, obvs.) I also did some yard maintenance, by which I mean I heavily pruned the tree that grows against the house and whose branches scrape along my living room windows. I probably should have cut the whole thing off at the roots three or four years ago, but I'm soft-hearted and wanted to give it a chance... but only so long as it doesn't interrupt my sleep with hideous wood-on-glass screeching noises. I must remember to stuff some more insulation into the cracks between the upper and lower window panels this coming week, since they are old and have a tendency to rattle in high winds.
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1. I ran into Melodrama downtown yesterday and we talked for a couple minutes before returning to our respective errands. Her birthday is tomorrow and the smoke shop crew (plus some of her other friends) are meeting for dinner and drinks, which will be cool. :-)


2. Last night I finished transcribing Book II of our collection of wacky customer (and clerk) antics, and this afternoon I did a final editing pass-through before emailing the file to Boss Lady to post on our private Facebook group. I really should have had that finished ages ago, but I put all the books in a bag and took them to NJ with me in August, so I could keep working on them despite my brief dislocation... and then forgot to unpack the bag when I got back to Ithaca. *headdesk* So I only got back to the project two weeks ago. My wrists start hurting if I type too many pages at once, so I do maybe ten a day. This book took longer than the first partly because it includes more entries, and partly because I decided to scan some images -- newspaper clippings and business cards and stuff that we taped in to illustrate certain entries. Now I just have Book III, Book IV, and the memory book to go. *resolve face*


3. I have received my books for my college course, and today I got an official email with some tips on how to access the course module. It should become accessible one week before the official start date, so on Monday or Tuesday I will try to sign in and see if I can get a head start. :-)


4. A couple days ago I went into Trader K's (a local consignment shop) and discovered they were having a buy-one-get-on-free sale on women's pants. (Trousers, not underwear.) So I tried a bunch on and bought two pairs, which I have now washed and will have to hem. This is fine. It gives me an excuse to listen to podcasts. :-)


5. My Tuesday interview went well, I think, but because of the structure of the company in question, I won't receive any results for about three weeks, since all hiring decisions are made by the main office, not the franchise managers. And it's a seasonal job anyway that wouldn't start until January, with some training in December, plus it's a part-time thing... but I think I'd be good at it and could fit some shifts around any other job I acquire between now and then. It's always good to have more income.


6. My church is trying out a new hospitality system this year. Hospitality, in this case, means decorating the sanctuary every week, doing set-up and clean-up for coffee hour, ushering, and other stuff like that. Previously those tasks had been assigned on a week-by-week basis, with a lot of begging for volunteers, but that's stressful and inefficient. So now the congregation has been divided into four teams, each of which collectively does the whole shebang for a month or so. I am on Team 4, and since our first assigned service is November 30th, our team leaders have invited us to a potluck dinner on October 25th, to meet and make plans. I have signed up to attend and bring food -- I think I will take the potatoes au gratin hotdish thing I experimented with a couple weeks ago. :-)


7. I'm still crossposting my old HP fanfiction to AO3, and am not anywhere near done. I'm learning some things about the posting interface as I go, I guess. Did you know that when you preview a story, the preview URL is actually the URL the story will end up with? You just need to chop the "preview" bit off the end. Likewise a saved but unposted draft has the same URL that it will have as an actual posted story. This is useful for making inter-story links in summaries and/or notes. I have also been somewhat haphazardly trying to save things as drafts and then post them all in very rapid succession, which I hope gets them all lumped together in a single notification email, rather than spread out in a bunch of separate and thus annoying messages.


And I think that's everything of note!
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Summary: Tabitha Redding mindwalks for the first time. Naturally she chooses her twin as her target. (300 words)

Note: This ficlet is set in an original world for which I've done a bunch of world-building but hardly any actual fiction writing. (Well, not in the past fifteen years, anyway.) The general idea is that the world of Intarre is highly permeable to other worlds, and has also been locked under two worldwide spells -- the Word and the Way -- since the aftermath of a devastating magical war. Tabitha and Thomas Redding are the grandchildren of a sorceress who fled Intarre for Earth. On their thirteenth birthday, Tabitha summons a dragon to take them back. The dragon's price is as yet unknown...

This is an incident from a few years after the twins' arrival in Intarre, when they're around seventeen.

A Dream of Snow )


Yay, original fiction! \o/
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Summary: The cult of the Signless Sufferer has no clergy and no rites, only one rule. Latula Pyrope is five sweeps old when she first learns it. (400 words)

[ETA: The AO3 crosspost is now up!]

The Whole of the Law )


Okay, that was something I never expected to write. *blinks* I'm not sure what I think about it, other than it's obvious I still have a thing for ethics and religion.

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