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Master List of Elizabeth Culmer's Fiction
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FANFICTION:

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 writing date. Word counts and writing dates are approximations.

Content/Warning Policy: 1) I am not consistent about warnings! I use them when I remember, for a few relatively broad categories of potentially problematic content, but if something is off-page, non-explicit, or generally backgrounded, I probably won't think to note it in the metadata. Read at your own risk! 2) The things I try to warn for are explicit sex, rape, murder, torture, cannibalism, incest, depression/suicide, familial dysfunction, and occasionally also societal dysfunction (aka dystopia). Sometimes I just slap a general content warning on all my fic for a given fandom and don't label each individual fic. I also don't generally warn for violence, unless the violence in a fic is dramatically out-of-step with the violence in its source canon. 3) I don't use any content rating system unless I'm posting to a site or community that requires or encourages ratings, because I find movie-style ratings counter-intuitive when applied to written fiction, and not particularly useful for anything other than denoting the presence of explicit sex, which I already note in the metadata.

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 (except Tumblr; fic content there is just a mirror of fic content here), 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

MCU fanfic (assorted)

Minor Fandom Fanfiction
(currently includes BtVS/A:tS, The Dark Is Rising, the Darkangel trilogy, Enchanted Forest Chronicles, 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, Charlotte's Web, Code Geass, Death Note, Discworld, Doctor Who, Girl Genius, The Girl with the Silver Eyes, Glee, Gormenghast, Hamilton, Hexwood, The Homeward Bounders, Howl's Moving Castle, Labyrinth, Lord of the Rings, Lucifer (comics), Mad Max: Fury Road, Merlin, the Oz books, Ranma 1/2, Rise of the Guardians, Sailor Moon, Saiyuki, Seaward, Shakespeare, Star Wars, Tam Lin (Pamela Dean), Vorkosigan Saga, 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, Cardcaptor Sakura, 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 (comics), MCU (various), Merlin, Naruto, the Oz books, Sandman, 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.)

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ORIGINAL FICTION:

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

All Original Fiction

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My various bingo cards: Cotton Candy Bingo, Round One (blackout!); Cotton Candy Bingo, Round Two (blackout!); Genprompt Bingo, Round 12 (blackout!); Genprompt Bingo, Round 15; Ladies Bingo; Daredevil Bingo; Domestic AU Prompt List
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Link to prompt post one (closed for prompts, still open for fills)

Link to prompt post two (currently open)

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1. ) For [personal profile] araknifae, in response to the prompt: Any, Any, catching an inconvenient cold, written 1/10/25

Common and Ordinary Woes (185 words)

Fandom = Nine Worlds

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The first sneeze caught me by surprise -- wetter and somehow drawn from deeper in my airway than usual -- and I frowned as I pulled a handkerchief from my coat pocket, for there was no pollen or dust here in Elderflower Books, nor had Mr. Dart given me any warning of strange magic afoot when I passed by Dartington on my morning run.

"Did I hear-- ah, so I did," said Mrs. Etaris as she emerged from the back room with a handful of recently purchased books she had been skimming through to decide on their pricing and shelving; "Jemis, go upstairs, make yourself a pot of tea, and take the rest of the day off to rest -- hopefully that will cut this off at the pass and you'll feel recovered enough to host the knitting circle tomorrow night as planned."

She seemed to catch my confusion for she smiled somewhat wryly and added, "You've caught a cold -- best prepare yourself to listen to at least a dozen well-meant lectures about this being only the natural consequence of running in the snow without a proper coat."

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2. ) For [personal profile] templefugate, in response to the prompt: DC, Barbara Gordon/Dinah Lance, sexting, written 1/12/25.

The Direct Approach (95 words)

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O: I'm quite certain that sending me videos of yourself masturbating is well beyond the boundaries of a professional relationship, even if you did include several pieces of actionable intelligence in your "incoherent" babbling

BC: listen a girls gotta make do when her usual lines of communication arent working -- no shade to your gadgets or hacking, but we both know sometimes theres no substitute for a personal touch 😘

O: ...Fair play. I'll expect you in the Clocktower in ten

BC: babe im already at your window. kill the lasers and let me in

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3. ) For [personal profile] scytale, in response to the prompt: Any, any, fox (metaphorical or demonic or ordinary), written 1/12/25.

Mushrooms and Mischief (330 words)

Fandom = Nine Worlds

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"Jemis, have you heard that your twa-tailed vixen has begun answering questions from children?" Mrs. Henny the Post asked from behind her desk as I scraped snow off my boots in the doorway and fished out the letters I had come to mail. "What times we live in!"

"That sounds somewhat, ah, concerning," I said, trying to convey my confusion and worry without seeming too alarmed, since I assumed Mrs. Henny would have opened more directly if anything truly dire had occurred. "Dare I ask for details?"

Mrs. Henny beamed at me. "Oh, it was grand ridiculous nonsense, from what I've been told. Young Daphne Overmorrow found the fox sitting on her doorstep when she stepped out to fetch in the day's milk delivery, and promptly asked the fox where she could find mushrooms to add to an omelet. To which the fox replied, 'Where have you found mushrooms before?' Whereupon Daphne said, 'But mushrooms don't grow in the winter,' which is not properly a question, but nonetheless the fox replied, 'When do mushrooms sprout?'"

I began to develop an idea of where this tale was leading, and gestured (with the hand not clutching my letters) for Mrs. Henny to continue.

Delighted, she did so: "For her third question, or perhaps statement, young Miss Overmorrow said, 'They sprout when it's warm and everything is muddy and rotting,' and the fox winked and asked, 'Where can you bring earth and wood to stay warm?'"

"And now the Overmorrow house is full of muck from the forest floor?" I asked.

"Indeed it is, and both Mr. and Mrs. Overmorrow are in a right state but don't feel quite safe telling their daughter to ignore answers from a fairy fox," Mrs. Henny concluded. "Naturally they consider it your fault, so I expect one or the other will stop by the bookstore to complain. I suggest you have a book or two on mushroom farming on hand to help them sort out the mess."

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4. ) For [personal profile] be_themoon, in response to the prompt: The Nine Worlds, any, we'll set something ablaze / a trail for the devil to erase, written 1/12/25.

Illumination (100 words)

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"When all of Alinor rests in my hands, I think I shall set Morrowlea alight," Lark said in the cold, thoughtful voice Violet had learned to both love and dread; "Or perhaps only the staff -- the structures could easily be repurposed into a stronghold from which to govern the surrounding country, and I do dislike waste."

"The flames would surely prove most instructive," Violet agreed, "especially if paired with your generous sponsorship of other, less impractical, universities."

She left unspoken that the lessons one might draw from such a conflagration might not be solely the ones Lark meant to teach.

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5. ) For anonymous, in response to the prompt: any, any f/f pairing, that thing you did with your tongue, written 1/12/25.

Absence Makes (160 words)

Fandom = Nine Worlds

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My dearest Violet (and I do hold you dear, though I know you will either dismiss the sentiment or think to yourself that any possession may be dear to its owner), do not burn this letter until you have read its entirety; you may hand it to Jemis to search for codes if you like, but I think neither of you would take pleasure in the resulting conversation, and in any case I have no need to bother with subterfuge.

Instead I am writing to say that I have yet to find anyone else who can properly manage that trick you did with your tongue: neither the one where you pressed the tip up into my heat like a spear and drank me as though I were water to a woman dying of thirst, nor the one where you spoke two truths but only allowed me to hear the one I expected.

Have you yet found anyone to equal me?

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6. ) For [personal profile] topaz_eyes, in response to the prompt: Any, any, My pirate days are over, written 1/13/25

What Marian's Bound To Do (220 words)

Fandom = Nine Worlds

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Jullanar wonders, now and then during slow days in her bookshop, or when forced to smile and play happy families with her blackmailing mother-in-law, what it might have been like to raise children in the midst of the Red Company rather than Ragnor Bella -- would her friends have reached out to lift the babies from her hands so she could fight or argue or cause a distraction, or would she have found herself relegated once more to the background she had struggled so long and hard to leave behind? What would those hypothetical children have learned on those hypothetical journeys? Would the forces of Astandalas have caught them in the end? Would they have survived the Fall?

But might-have-beens are no place to dwell for long, so she folds those half-spun dreams and lays them aside for the next day when the thought of spending the rest of her life tied to Benneret Etaris and a twenty-mile slice of South Fiellan makes her teeth itch and her skin feel too tight for her soul.

Her outlaw days are done for now, though she hopes she's raised her children to face adventures with more composure than she mustered in her own youth, should some strange fate befall them.

And as for her own future -- well, might-yet-bes are a different beast altogether.

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More to come!
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Batch the eighth. :)

All prompts drawn from the current iteration of the Three Sentence Ficathon (post one and post two), hosted by the wonderful [personal profile] rthstewart. Come join the fun!

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43. ) For [personal profile] syrena_of_the_lake: Enchanted Forest Chronicles, any, unlikely ways to win someone’s heart, written 2/16/21

Faint Heart Never Won (290 words)

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"It's not my fault Prince Norrery was foolish enough to make the wager without considering I might be speaking literally, that I might have some prior experience at poker, or that the niece of a Wicked Uncle known for poisoning anyone who gets in his way would have to lack all common sense to not develop a tolerance to most common intoxicants and poisons, alcohol included," Clepsydra told the King and Queen of the Enchanted Forest, trying her best to sound unafraid despite the enchanted rope around her wrists, and the havoc this delay might wreak in her carefully timed plans; she was not worried about Norrery in the slightest, no matter what her fairy godmother kept implying.

"I won his heart fair and square, and then I won his blood, his breath, his bones, and his pain the same way when he refused to back down; it's entirely within my rights to cut out his heart and sell it on the rare potion ingredients market, and I don't think holding that fact over his head to make him help me reclaim the throne of Horologica is cause for his family to sue, let alone to claim punitive damages for emotional distress."

"Unfortunately, Princess Clepsydra, you forgot to win Prince Norrery's flesh," the King of the Enchanted Forest said, "which does present an obstacle to carving out his heart; on the other hand, he's refusing to support his family's suit and has offered to play another hand of poker with his flesh as the stakes, which suggests that you may have won his heart by more traditional definitions as well."

Clepsydra's fairy godmother was never going to let her live down the sudden leap of hope in her own heart.

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44. ) For anonymous: any, any, non-traditional gender roles, written 2/17/21

Hunt and Gather (130 words)

Fandom = Chronicles of Narnia. Jill's family being from Jamaica is a bit of headcanon I picked up from [personal profile] rthstewart.

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"It makes perfect sense -- girls hunt dinner and boys cook it," Lucy told Jill; "I'm good with snares and nobody's ever matched Susan with a bow, but managing a kitchen isn't at all the same as actually being able to cook, and Peter and Ed insisted they get to do something useful after setting camp and starting the fire. You should try with Eustace sometime -- he wasn't very good with meats when he started out, but he's excellent at foraging for salads and by the time we reached the Uttermost East he'd got decent with roasts and downright skilled at stews."

"Yes, but that's all English cookery; I need a Jamaican-style meal to impress my mother," Jill said; "Be honest: would he know the first thing to do with plantains?"

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45. ) For [personal profile] cofax7: Digger (webcomic/graphic novel), Digger, square poop, written 2/18/21

Stranger and Stranger (165 words)

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She's dealt with far more bodily fluids and waste than she particularly cares to think about -- even more since poor Midwife Mimsy died and left her as Rath's only available hag -- but this, Hagitha thinks, staring at the bedpan laid on her examination table, is not something she has any experience with. The furred stranger who the Veiled consigned to her care (her keeping, more like; you don't keep a patient unconscious with poppy milk, but some folk might treat a prisoner with that kind of disregard) breathes and bleeds and pisses like any other person, but her poop is shaped into neat, dry cubes.

Still, whether the square poop is a curse or something natural to the stranger's people makes no real difference -- she's never heard of a demon that needs a bedpan at all, and maybe the next time she explains that to the Veiled, she'll pull together a good enough imitation of Midwife Mimsy's authority that one of them will finally listen.

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46. ) For anonymous: DC, Cassandra Cain, sign language, written 2/20/21

Kinesics, Haptics, Proxemics (140 words)

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In some ways the signs are easier -- Cass knows how to use her body, has perfect control of every motion, unlike her rusty, unfamiliar vocal cords -- but in other ways, they're an unexpected challenge. She expects sounds to be arbitrary, but it didn't occur to Barbara or to Cass that signs are equally so -- they have to be, to convey all the abstract concepts that make a them a language rather than the pure emotion of subliminal movement, the nuance of touch and stance, or the crude pantomime of gesture ("me" "them" "kick" and the like) -- and that learning a new way to read bodies might interfere with her hard-earned skills.

Still, it's nice to have a way to make her report and ask for snacks when controlling her voice is one task too many after a long, full night.

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47. ) For [personal profile] elementalraven: Narnia, the Pevensies, au where when the Four tumble back through the wardrobe they find themselves somewhere/somewhen else entirely than back where they came from, written 2/23/21

An Unexpected Detour (240 words)

The other world in question is original, but if you're curious I have previously used it as the setting for Of Stone and of Sky, a Homestuck AU fic.

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The wardrobe stood solid and undeniable behind them, doors still spread open to reveal a thicket of coats and scarves and various other garments that smelt strongly of mothballs, and yet they were clearly neither in Narnia's western forest nor in the Professor's attic (the memory of which had flooded in like the tide as they stumbled through the dark space between worlds); instead, Edmund sprawled on rock and sand heated by a heavy midday sun and his siblings stood around him in confusion, gazing at the mountains that ringed this circular, barren valley.

After a moment Susan shook herself, said, "Can we get back?" and suiting deed to word plunged into the wardrobe only to jam her outstretched fingers into the back panel -- no magic passage remained, no hint of how or why they had come to this unfamiliar place -- whereupon she turned back with brows drawn and jaw set and announced, "It might almost make sense to return us to England, but I don't care how good and wise Aslan is; there can't possibly be any justification for tearing us away from Narnia, turning us back into children, and dropping us into a desert wilderness."

"We have more immediate problems than theology," Edmund said before Lucy or Peter could protest, and, still flat on his back, pointed upward toward a shadow spiraling ever lower; "This world has dragons, and I think one has decided we look like lunch."

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48. ) For [personal profile] notapaladin: any, any, dandelions, written 2/23/21

A Deep Breath (105 words)

Fandom = original. This may be related to Equivalent Exchange, a fill from last year's Three Sentence Ficathon.

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"It's a lovely dream," she told the shadow-spinner, concentrating on its kind eyes and not on the claws, the spikes, or the bloody footprints it left in the sun-drenched field, "and I thank you for letting me have this respite. But I can't avoid my quest for much longer, not when I've finally started to relearn why I came here."

She plucked a dandelion from the greenery at her feet, raised it in a fencer's salute, then drew it close -- little silver-white tufts brushing soft as silk across her lips, gentle as shadows on the border between sleep and morning -- and blew the dream away.

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In other news, this morning I had my pre-surgery anesthesia interview (via phone); this afternoon, in and around work at Not the IRS, I spent a significant amount of time editing a Board statement about our minister's impending resignation and also answering emails from congregation members; and this evening I called Mom to plan out her visit/my surgery.

I went to Target after work because apparently pullover-style shirts are a bad mix with a surgery that immobilizes one arm for a few days, and I have not owned any button-down shirts since I was... maybe ten or eleven? Well over twenty years, anyway. But I own two button-downs now (one short-sleeve, one long-sleeve), I washed them in my kitchen sink, and they are drying on some chair backs so they'll be wearable on Friday. If I'm feeling very fancy, I may iron them Wednesday night.

I also bought some body wash (because lathering bar soap with one hand is logistically awkward), a bottle of liquid hand soap (same lathering issue), and a scrubby pouf on a stick for washing my back (tricky with only one hand). My current solution for shampoo and conditioner is to measure dollops out ahead of time in small plastic cups and dump them on my head at the appropriate times.

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It has been a very full day.
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It occurs to me that I never got around to pimping the current iteration of the Three Sentence Ficathon. So here, have a banner!

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I have written a few things over the past few days, and will now crosspost them here for indexing purposes. :-)

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1. Doctordolly, Narnia, Edmund's encounter with the White Witch turns him into a mage

What Might Have Been, What May Yet Be )

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2. [livejournal.com profile] silvr_dagger, Star Trek AOS, Uhura/Gaila, lost in translation.

Body Language (The Scent of Home) )

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3. [livejournal.com profile] scripps, Star Trek AOS, Gaila/Jim, she's more adventurous than him which he loves.

Stranger in a Strange Land )

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4. [livejournal.com profile] silvr_dagger, Star Trek AOS, Mirror!Gaila/Mirror!Uhura, plotting the revolution

Reign in Hell )

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5. [personal profile] jjhunter, Any Batman-related canon, Barbara Gordon, book cart drill team

Don't Try This at Home )

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6. And a continuation of the above, upon discovering the true meaning of book cart drill team:

[personal profile] jjhunter, Book Cart Drill Team -- Further Proof That Librarians Kick Ass

The Stories I Could Tell... )

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The final ficlet is slightly modified from the version posted at the ficathon, since I realized trimming five words could produce a strict-form drabble and I like strict-form drabbles.

Word counts, however, are not really the point of this ficathon. The game is structure, not length, and I failed the three-sentence restriction on two of six ficlets -- cheerfully and unrepentently for the magic!Edmund prompt, but only after much wailing and gnashing of teeth for the Mirrorverse prompt. For me and this particular set of rules, though, 67% is a pretty good success rate. I will take it.
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Remix reveal day! I wrote three stories this year: Sacrifices (Backwards and in High Heels for [archiveofourown.org profile] aviss, Problems and Solutions (All Things in Time) for [archiveofourown.org profile] cofax, and Down in the Deep (The Index of Refraction) for [archiveofourown.org profile] significantowl.

I am going to talk about each in a separate post.

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Sacrifices (Backwards and in High Heels): 1,850 words, April 2012. Barbara Kean has been making sacrifices for a very long time. Her marriage and her children are the latest tithe to the city that owns her heart. Barbara Kean-Gordon/Jim Gordon.

Remixed from Sacrifices, a fic by [livejournal.com profile] aviss.

Aviss and I matched on Inception and Naruto. You will notice I failed to write in either of those fandoms. This is partly because she is a strong KakaIru shipper, and as I have said before and will doubtless say again, the logic of that pairing escapes me (though I love both characters individually!), and because she is also an Arthur/Eames shipper and... I don't know, I just wasn't feeling romantic when I first looked through her stories and particularly not slash romantic. I was feeling very, very gen, and also very female-centric. This was almost certainly a reaction to my Narnia Big Bang fic, which I was fighting at the time -- it only has three female characters and they don't even meet each other, let alone talk, and I just really, really wanted to write something that wasn't all about men.

This is in no way a negative comment on Aviss's work! It's just the mood I was in for reasons completely external to Remix.

And I happened to open Aviss's one Nolanverse Batman fic while in that mood, and Barbara Kean-Gordon practically leaped off the page, grabbed me, shook me, and said, "Write MY story, dammit!"

So I did.

At first I thought I'd keep the story the same and write Barbara's perspective on the divorce, and what it felt like to have Jim abandon her for Gotham and for Batman, but I didn't start remixing immediately. (As I said, I was busy fighting my Narnia Big Bang, which was due first.) And when I came back, I was even more preoccupied with the limitations of gender roles and stuff, and I thought to myself, "What if Barbara was the police commissioner, and Jim was the civilian spouse? What would that do to the implications of their marriage and their divorce?"

So I wrote that instead.

Because I was switching something as major as basic story roles, I kept pretty much everything else exactly the same, just expanded a bit and altered where I thought the gender of the POV character would change things. So Barbara thinks about Rachel Dawes and about her daughter, as well as about Harvey Dent, Jim, and the Batman. And she's clearly had more opposition in her rise to power than Jim did, and has more understanding of what it's like to play the role of scapegoat -- because that is what happens to women in positions of power, more so than to men. Which sucks.

In retrospect, this was a mean thing to write as a remix. My story carries the implication that I disliked Aviss's work and wanted to 'fix' it. Which is not true! Her story is a very good character study! I just, for unrelated reasons, was in a mood where I really needed to say things about women in power and gender roles and I used her story as a vehicle for my own issues.

Sorry about that. :-(
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Master List of Elizabeth Culmer's Fanfiction: Miscellaneous Fandoms
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Organization: This list is organized alphabetically by fandom. Within each fandom, it's arranged first by associated story cycles (if applicable) and then by date. Word counts and writing dates are approximations.

Content/Warning Policy: 1) I am not consistent about warnings! I use them when I remember, for a few relatively broad categories of potentially problematic content, but if something is off-page, non-explicit, or generally backgrounded, I probably won't think to note it in the metadata. 2) The things I try to warn for are explicit sex, rape, murder, torture, cannibalism, incest, depression/suicide, familial dysfunction, and occasionally also societal dysfunction (aka dystopia). Sometimes I just slap a general content warning on all my fic for a given fandom and don't label each individual fic. I also don't generally warn for violence, unless the violence in a fic is dramatically out-of-step with the violence in its source canon. 3) I don't use any content rating system unless I'm posting to a site or community that requires or encourages ratings, because I find movie-style ratings counter-intuitive when applied to written fiction, and not particularly useful for anything other than denoting the presence of explicit sex, which I already note in the metadata.

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.

Notes: Outside of my main fandoms, my fanfiction writing tends toward resolving plotholes and other canon problems, the creation of backstory (which is itself a form of problem-solving, where the problem is a gap in canon information about a character or an event), or prompt responses (often for Yuletide). Therefore, almost all the stories on this page are an expression of dissatisfaction with canon, of curiosity about what lies behind the canon we see, or of an attempt to satisfy somebody else's heart's desire. Once I've resolved a problem, filled a gap to my own satisfaction, or answered a prompt, I generally have nothing further to write in that fandom, which is why these subsections have so few stories.

Anyway, there's a lot of random stuff on this page, and some of it I look back on and wonder what on earth I was thinking, but overall I do like most of these stories -- probably because when something bugs me so much that I write a story to fix or explain it, or when I am writing to make someone else happy, I care enough to give my best effort.

Where To Read: As always, if an AO3 version exists, it is definitive. FF.net versions are definitive in the absence of an AO3 version. Journal versions are the equivalent of beta drafts, though the shorter and/or fragmentary works may never be posted anywhere else.

Contents: American Gods, An Ash-Blonde Witch, Arthurian Mythology, Batman, the Bible, the Black Jewels series, the Bourne trilogy, Chalion, Charlotte's Web, Children of the Star, Code Geass, Damar, Death Note, Discworld, Doctor Who, Dragonball Z, fairy tales, Girl Genius, The Girl with the Silver Eyes, Glee, Gormenghast, Hamilton, Haroun and the Sea of Stories, Hexwood,The Homeward Bounders, Howl's Moving Castle, Labyrinth, Lord of the Rings, Lucifer (comics), Mad Max, Merlin, Murderbot Diaries, the Oz books, Pern, Ranma 1/2, Rise of the Guardians, Sailor Moon, Saiyuki, Seaward, Shakespeare, Stargate: SG-1, Star Wars, Tam Lin (Pamela Dean), Vorkosigan Saga, White Collar, Wolf Hall, X-Men, and Yu-Gi-Oh!.

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American Gods )

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An Ash-Blonde Witch )

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Arthurian Mythology )

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Batman )

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The Bible )

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Black Jewels )

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Bourne trilogy )

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Chalion )

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