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As explained in a comment on your LJ.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! To celebrate the day, I dug through my favorite's archive on The Pit, and found this gem of a story-- It's called "To Wrap an Elven Princeling."
This is what's surprising and sweet about the fic--Thranduil! Acting like a dad, and he's not evil, or sadistic, or manipulative, and he's well-written! Egads!
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3074558/1/ToWrapAnElvenPrinceling
I think it makes a great Valentine's present.

On another note--my Mini Adoption Agency is open; I didn't know if there was one, so I made one on my main LJ. Here's a link, if anyone wants one - http://ironamerica.livejournal.com/1625.html

And, once again, Happy Valentine's Day everyone. *blows everyone a kiss*
Yes... it becomes obvious that I shouldn't drink coffee on Valentine's Day...
Honu_Wahine

Another ff.net comm: http://www.fanfiction.net/community/MultiFandomSpankingandDisciplineFanfiction/44967/99/0/1/

Here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5193432/1/TheReminder. Spock spanks Kirk and McCoy on Pike's behalf because of what they did in the movie.
There's also a spankfic with Chekov being spanked for some petty reason. Both fics are set in the new universe.

There's also a community for spankfic. <a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/community/MultiFandomCorporalPunishmentArchives/55490/">http://www.fanfiction.net/community/MultiFandomCorporalPunishment_Archives/55490/

So, I had this idea last year in May to write a list of silly rules called "Things I Am Not Allowed To Do In Tortall", a spin-off of all those other fandom rule lists. After procrastinating, asking fans of Tortall for their opinion, and giving myself a large number of headaches, I have taken the original first ten off of fanfiction.net (so that I'm not illegal there anymore). In it's place is the short, not-to-be-continued prologue of the spin-off, but I don't like it, so I won't bother to link people.

Where was I?

Oh, yes. My final list of rules is up, which I'll link you all to soon. First, though, I have to clarify something: I'm letting go of the reins so that some other fan can make rules. So, yeah. If you want to create more rules for the silly thing, feel free. It's been more trouble than it's worth. (And the reason why there are three different types of fonts is beyond me. It's some glitch I can't fix.)

Link

Thank you for sharing the link. That was a very enjoyable read. Happy Valentine's Day!

... but that didn't have the same ring to it. Observe:

Here's to cheesy romantic subplots that detract from the main action of the story!

(Also, thank you, Laburnum; I didn't know I had a symbol.)

Let's go sacrifice a goat!

(Okay, technically Lupercalia's tomorrow, but it's the basis for Valentine's day, so it's appropriate.)

And happy feast day of that guy who performed illegal marriages, too.

Don't mind me, just doin' my part for asexual pride *hands out grey triangles - seriously, that's the asexual pride logo*

To all you who do have interest in this holiday, I hope you and your significant others have fun, or if you're single that you find an appropriate significant other, or if you're not interested in looking for one that you take a little time to show love to yourself and the people around you. In fact everyone should do that last one anyway.

Let's Play a game of Xanatos Speed Chess with the God-Emperor Leto II (Who had the title before that upstart Emperor of Man did), David Xanatos, Lelouch vi Brittania, and Light Yagami! And Batman with preperation time! YAY!

How about we celebrate? With a little fic, of course:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2263554/1/Valentines_Day

Let's read VALENTINE'S DAY by the famed Legendary Goodfic Writer ERESTOR!

I apologize for the blatant misuse of the capslock key. I don't know how to make italics.

~Xanthia B.

...the remark about holidays. It's nice to be informed, but there's no need to make your point more than you have to.

"You, you, and you, support me! I'll be the hero! And eat hamburgers!"

Mrs. Dodds! Mrs. Dodds!

PANDASSS!!!!!!!


*falls*

Is this one going to crop up every time a chocolate related holiday rolls round? I'll throw in a disclaimer now, saying I'm drunk, and so anything that may look offensive is just poor phrasing on my part, and please don't take it to heart, but...

I won't try to deny that some workers are forced to contend with appalling conditions. I won't try to deny that the western world is all too happy to shit all over other people for cheap commodities. But I have a couple of problems with your post nonetheless.

The first is the guilt issue: the suggestion is that it is our fault, each and every one of us, that some people live in appalling conditions and work in the same, and that the west benefits. We're not individually responsible. We may, some of us, buy into a system that has, over decades, led to this situation, but personal responsibility and guilt for this cannot be laid on the shoulders of any one of us. The suggestion that it can not only gets my back up, but also suggests a lack of understanding of the many and varied factors over a lengthy period of time that have led to the situation you object to. Your post may not deliberately suggest this; I suggest altering the wording somewhat to make it less of a personal laying of blame.

The second problem is the assumption that we each of us wilfully buy cheap chocolate. Perhaps you live in such circumstances that you can decide which of a variety of brands and prices to opt for. Some of us are not so lucky. Some of us exist on a daily income well below that considered necessary by the wossnames (UN? my memory fails when drinking). Some of us don't have the option of spending two quid on a bar of chocolate when we can get the same for twenty pence. Poverty doesn't only exist in the third world. While I realise western poverty is nothing compared to that experienced in the third world, these things are, to some degree relative: it's fine for you to advocate buying fair trade, but fair trade costs money some of us simply do not have.

Ansela would like me to add that chocolate is not necessarily a luxury. If anyone can add any Science to the whys and wherefores here, I'd be glad to hear it, but chocolate's about the only thing stopping her killing the three of us once a month. Is it, perchance, the same sort of luxury as tampons?

But that shit's bad for you, you know...

Ruffling feathers? Certainly not, ruffles have ridges! I am no tiger, I'm a real girl!
Everything's better with super-soakers.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Or so saith me.
Je n'aime pas Edward Cullen parce que il scintille comme une chose bete.

The lord of change is where it's at! HAIL TZEENTCH!

Hello hello, they're in a place called Vertigo.
But they still haven't found what they're looking for.

PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

WITH U2 SONGS!!!

I rarely make that mistake.

(Pun semi-intended.)

Yes, I buy free trade chocolate whenever I can. I find that it often tastes better than mainstream chocolate, too. Thank you for advocating awareness of this issue.

DECEPTIBOTS! Transform, and ROLL OUT!

"You, man the guns"
"Aye aye, captain!"
"You! You also man the guns!"
"Aye! Captain!"
"Everybody else: DANCE!"

You will find yourself in...a ROOM with a MOOSE!

It's time to DU-DU-DU-D-D-D-D-D-D-DUEL!

Punch the keys, for God's sake! Yes. Yes! You're the man now, dog.

Well I think so, Brain, but what did Darth Vader need the gorilla for, anyway?

THIS IS CAKETOWN!

*But now, a serious note.*

Let me put it so you'll understand. Picture a box. You know something about boxes, don't you John? What if I told you that, somewhere on this island, there is a very large box and whatever you imagined, whatever you wanted to be in it when you opened that box, there in West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days. Chillin' out, maxin' relaxin' all cool, and all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. We got in one little fight and my mom got scared; she said, "You're moving with your auntie and your uncle in Bel-Air."

This crack party brought to you courtesy of the letter 4 and and the power of cheese.

I spent twelve hours yesterday looking at couches so I could write a story. Does that make me weird, or normal, or what?
Anyways, onto something funnier than my (lack of) social life-- a fic! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4826152 trust me. It's random enough for this--I think everyone will like chapter five's section "Who's that girl?" Its lolz worthy.
And just to add my two cents--
ALL HAIL THE GOD-KING BABY! (Sluggy Freelance)
HOnu_Wahine

Anyway, my Bene Gesserit have infiltrated your Cult and they're making a new warp god! One that will serve me and me alone! Hahahaha!