What kind of scary?

Well, my forays into the fandom have been recs-based. But I know there's a lot of Snape/pupil stuff out there - up to and including Snape/Ginny. I assume most of it is when the pupils involved are of the age of conent (making it marginally less horrendous) but I had no wish to find out. Age gap stuff doesn't squick me necessarily (Mr Knightly, Colonel Brandon) and I fancy people who are more than twice my age, but Teacher/pupil (even 18 yr old pupil) just not good. But since a lot of the readers/writers in the fandom are themselves very young, they can oost after both Harry and Snape without twigging to the big scary wrongness to the degree that a card-carrying adult does.

As I said - I tend to stick with recs rather than go trawling.

How old would a fifth-year at a British boarding school be? I'm forgetting how old people are in the books. Plus, I was a clueless teenager, if htere was sex going on around me I had no idea--except for the obviously pregnant classmates, but they Weren't Talked About in my world.

First years are eleven-twelve. Fifth years are thus fifteen-sixteen.

Have you read Fearless Diva's Tissue of Silver, SA?

Nope. Linky?

Here are the ToS LJ bits.

I can't stop tearing through them.

Thanks, Fay, for explaining the Draco thing. Goodness knows I understand pairing the hero with the villain (SpikenBuffy4evah!), but my favorite villains have to show a little more ambiguity than I've seen from Draco thus far - though since I don't actually read HP fic, it's all really a moot point.

Nicked from someone's LJ: Joy to the World. Short season 4 Christmas story. Very funny.

Holy mother of--Shrift, that new one? Is fucking great. Day-am.

Wrod. Just loved Phallus in Pigtails. I avoid SB fic as a rule, even though I'm a Grade-A MR whore. Something about the certainty that I would hate-hate-hate that flick if I saw it.

But PiP? Purrrrrrr.... Now that I've gotten the one real-life holiday gift I wanted, the only other thing I want right now is to reach up under Adam's Catholic schoolgirl skirt. Happy Holidays to me! :)

Thanks for writing that, Shrift.

Something about the certainty that I would hate-hate-hate that flick if I saw it.

I'm a pathetic MR fangirl, so I had to see the movie.

(Let's just say I also have a Really Big Thing for genderfuck, and leave it at that.)

Problem is, while I was watching the movie, I wanted to hunt down the guys who wrote the movie and beat them unconscious with a large dildo.

I don't find sexual assault and verbal abuse to be all that jokey.

I guess that's what fan fiction is for -- I was either going to write a story where I addressed some things my brain was screaming about while the inner horndog was busy with Michael Rosenbaum's cute posterior in red satin panties, or I was going to land myself in jail by battering Joe Jarvis and Greg Coolidge with a large fake penis.

So I went with the Catholic schoolgirl reject.

the only other thing I want right now is to reach up under Adam's Catholic schoolgirl skirt

Who doesn't? t g

Thanks for writing that, Shrift.

Thank you kindly, and my pleasure. I mean, I'm doubtful that there'd be high-speed Internet access in prison.

t loves shrift

Also. Okay.

I'm reading some puppyslash, idly, because I found the writer's lj and I'm procrastinating bored; and out of a sick fascination that-- well, that anyone would write RPF, but also that anyone would ever find these people interesting enough to write about. I mean, fucking boy bands, what is underneath the surface?

I'm a virulent, intolerant bitch. I know that.

But that's not why I came here. I wanted to ask.... My irony meter has been blown all to hell, all right? I can't detect sarcasm unless it's is printed in An Ironic Font, I've been reading too many shitty fiction pieces for my day job.

So.

Is this irony?

It really is, isn't it? It's a joke? It's meta-bad-fic? Right?