#fancrack

[cherryfinolahobbes]

I feel like this is how a conversation between Cherry and Bruce would go.

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRpvKKBn/

After explanation:

Cherry: …so, you’re saying spicy..

Bruce: honestly, probably more sour

[chiemanon]

WAIT........!!!!!!!!!!!

if there is a live action of xxxHolic... then there will be a live for DouWata too.. right?? right??? right??? aaarrrghhhh... how can I be this stupid and just realize this naaaooowwww??!!!!

;A;

I'm sorry for being so late~~~

[chiemanon]

How I wish to hear ono kensho whining- crying..

wait.. i mean kuroko

wait.. no.. i mean hakuryu

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[chiemanon]

warning!! ranting all my spell for merthur!!

uwooooo

merlin, in his sick he just chant one and only spell -arthur-

and naaooowww at eps the last dragonlord in his sick, arthur, only chant one name too -merlin-.  I CAN'T TAKE IT MOOAARR

and then in this S03E01 and S03E02 just sooooo much MERTHUR!!!

"I'll have you for my breakfast merlin!!!".. oh arthur... those word.. i don't even know how to react.. ASFDASFHGAFJKADSFKLASJFL;ASKFLA

yeeahhh you have him arthur!!!! merlin said it him self right.. that YOU HAVE HIM!!!!

when the world approves, the FATE approves, even father and mother approves, and then Anhora approves!! what are you waiting for!!!

kyaaaahahhahahahaha

no no no no no i must finished this series first

[chiemanon]

arga7 dead?????!!!! is that true??? i can't believe it.... asfdgasahfdksfl; where i can download my anime for free again????

[chiemanon]

the story how i dead... ending of KuroBasu

wait.... i can't die yet!! just yet!!

there is still Kurobasu ch183 next week and the week after.

and then [K], Bakuman 3, Psycho Pass, Code Breaker will airing soon in October. still waiting next chapter for Kuroshitsuji, Pandora Hearts, Karneval, Hajimete no Aku, One Piece, Fairy Tail... Shirokuma Cafe too... everyone of them will accompany me...

yeah.. i will waiting.. always waiting for season 2!!

yeahh...

yeahh..

[squirmmm]

Harold Potty and the Soarcerer's Gloam

I just imagined a wizard wearing the comfiest looking sweater.

Performing magic.

and it has a great big H on the front in gold, against the maroon backtone

ITS HARRY POTTER

or HAROLD POTTER, HARRY POTTER'S LESSER KNOWN SECRET BROTHER

Actually it is Harold Potty

the most unfortunate wizard who ever lived.

       His mother loves him a lot

       which almost makes up for everything else.

She's the one who knitted the sweater. All the other kids at Hawgfarts make fun of him for wearing it

but she made it, and she loves him, and that makes it all okay.

's why he's in Pigeondoor.

The noblest house in all of hawgfarts. Founded by one of the most powerful avian wizard of all time, Hawkclaw Pigeondoor the 3rd.

He could control ALL THE FLOCKS OF BIRDS

Harold's arch nemesis, in the house of Snakebum, is Makeout Smalfoy.

Each time they encounter each other, it's like an epic wizard's battle... except in the form of the sickest insults.

The residents of the house of Snakebum all possess a certain something, as was declared by the intention of the founder of the house

though Slither Snakebum had a rather bad cold at the time, and whether he said "a certain ambition," or "a certain condition," is a truth lost to the ages.

Also pay no attention to Chichillafluffle, they're nothing but a bunch of floozies. The only thing that they were good at is to snuggle. That's what all of their magic is based off of.

Disgraceful.

Harold Potty was walking down the hall at one point when one of the Chichillafluffles hit him with a Cuddleus Puddleus jinx.

Makeout made fun of him for weeks as Harold couldn't stop himself from cuddling with puddles.

Harold just hugged his now-damp mother-made sweater closer around himself and went along to class.

Into the Magical Stew class he went to face the teacher that despised him most, Several Snipes.

Several Snipes turned at the sound of Harold's entrance, and seeing his damp, mauve sweater, a rather snipeish sneer sniped around Several's face.;

"Busy trying your luck with the puddle, Potty?" sniped Several Snipes. The professor's remark hit his already broken pride like a headshot. Laughter erupted from the classroom as Harold dragged himself onto his deskchair like a sad bunch of wet laundry.

The class settled down as the lesson began, and largely turned their attention toward the front of the room, where Snipes was sniping around some particularly magical kind of stew, but Harold just sat there, dripping morosely.

"You okay there, Harry- I mean Harold?" asked Rob Wombley, Harold's Pigeondor Friend. "Why do you always confuse me with that Harry kid?" hissed Harold. "Sorry, Can't get my mind off of those comics... in fact, I've got the newest issue right here!" After making sure that no one was spying on them, Rob reached into the empty cauldron to pull out the latest issue of "Harry Spotter: The Nightguard of Alcatraz"

Harold and Rob huddled together over the comic and read excitedly about the adventures of Harry Spotter, the Boy Who Sieved, and his avian companion, Headjig. They were so engrossed in the colorful pages that they quite failed to notice Professor Snipes sniping up behind them.

"STEWICUS FACESPLATICUS!" intoned the professor.   A pillar of Stew (c) erupted from Rob's cauldron and collided into Harold and Rob's faces. "AAAAAakjdshfkhgskjfhkghdjfgdhgfh" Rob and Harold were unable to make fully formed words as the stew continued to spew out of Rob's cauldron and into their faces.

The entire room stood silent, unable to attend to their own stews, as the stewsplosion rushed on. From across the room, Rob and Harold's slightly less lame friend, Hermoaning Stranger, shouted the charm which unenchanted stews: STEWICUS BE-LAMEICUS.

The stew geyser stopped spewing heated broth into Rob's and Harold's faces, much to their relief, but Snipes' attention had been drawn away to Hermoaning.

The class stood silent, and with bated breath, waited on Snipes' inevitable outburst.

"Looks like SOMEONE's been paying attention in this class" snipped Several, "but SOME PEOPLE are too busy reading their childish comics in Stew Class" The two boys looked down in shame with great effort and lots of pain. The constant spewing of stew have made their skin extraordinarily sensitive and prone to blisters. "Minus 10 points from Pigeondoor"

"And the Harry Spotter comic is ruined, too!" moaned Rob, the stew-soaked issue hanging limply from his hands. Hermoaning bristled. "You've got more to worry about than some wet comics, Wombley," she said hotly. "Those are no minor burns you've earned yourselves. Professor Snipes, hadn't they better go to the infirmary?" Snipes looked particularly snipish and seemed about to disagree, but at that moment one of Rob's blisters popped, and Snipes flinched back from the spurt of pus. "I suppose they won't be of any use here in this condition. Best you hurry along to Madame Pommefrit's office, where you can't drip anything unseemly into someone's stew."

Rob and Harold's faces burned, both from the scalding blisters and from embarrassment, and they hurried from the room so as to put the chorus of laughter at their backs with all due haste.