You know how it is. Paternal feelings somehow induce you into nostalgia, and that in turn makes you start digging through photo albums and the like. There's something to be said about the layers and layers of dust that this album is accumulating. There has got to be some kind of record for this.

But here, have a photo! Oh, where is that Gin. This ( Read more... )

Well, not exactly children just yet. It's still just a tiny little egg! I suppose some might call this "adorable." For this project, I believe I'm paired up with one of Ravenclaw's own. Ryou Bakura, was it? It's a pleasure to be working with you! We should discuss this over tea ( Read more... )

Well. Gin never did get me a new bed after he set the other one in some kind of rage. Should I be heartbroken? Gin, you're going to end up breaking some unlucky girl's heart. Tsk tsk ( Read more... )

Oh, this is rich ( Read more... )

((Watch as tomorrow, Aizen gets bitten back in the ass or something for this post XDDD ( Read more... )

Hmm, congratulations for the Ravenclaw's win are in order, I suppose.

The past week's weather has been rather unpleasant, to say the least. If people can't even control simple weather spells...How can they even call themselves wizards? It's laughable. Overestimating one's ability is called arrogance. Ahh, basic lesson in ethics and morals.

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Our poor prefect's still missing! But ahh, see, I was correct. Nobody cares after a week or so. So sad. Well, Russell, whereever you are, I will just have to find you and show you that there are still people who care, hmm ( Read more... )

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

( OOC: Rest of the poem is behind cut; IC, it's not cut XD, because Aizen's a bastard )

Skirt-lifting is the best form of humor around here now? How banal and bourgeoisie, dare we say? Yes, I do believe so. Sex has become such an over-used comedic device, it's almost amusing in itself now ( Read more... )

Oh, I'm so dreadfully sorry for the trouble some Gryffindors are experiencing. I didn't realize that my roommate and our prefect, Russell Tringham, was suffering so much. Really, I must apologize. Perhaps I should've looked after him even more. Heh ( Read more... )