Welcome to the New Weeaboo Stories, picking up where old Weeaboo Stories Left off!
They explained that they’re not saying lesbians shouldn’t date, just that they don’t like homosexuality unless it’s m/m, AND they use ‘gay’ to mean m/m and not f/f so by their logic, they don’t like homosexuality but they like gays but they don’t like lesbians.
Even though, even by their usage, gay falls under homosexuality.
I dunno. This is just confusing.
Submit anon: The weebs get mad over Doctor Who
This story took place on the 50th anniversary of Doctor who. A bunch of doctor who fans were able to get a room so fans could watch the room. My colleges anime club well is almost all weebs sadly. They are known to not reserve a room and then get mad when its being used. So they showed up and we were having a little pre-episode party/bash with Pizza, soda and these cute little dalek cupcakes (they were a bitch to make). The first thing that was said was, “Get out of our room.” One of the people who planned the little shindig explained that they filled out all the paper work and got the room. A few of the non weebs were curious on what was going on. So we explained and that’s when one of the weebs said, “Doctor who sucks! Its not Japanese so it sucks! We deserve the room more than you!” Once again we were polite but once again the weebs were not budging. One even said that we should leave but they were going to keep the food. But surprise surprise a campus security officer was walking by. He asked what was going on and the anime club weebs told him bullshit. Then the organizer of the event explained his side of the story. So he radioed in asking who had the room and once he was told that the weebs were wrong he told the weebs to leave.
The major weeb who was in charge of anime club took a dalek cupcake and threw it at the wall. Then left. After that problem the non weebs and all the doctor who fans got to enjoy the episode. It was fun even if the weebs tried to ruin it. Yeah…the anime club i think has troubles trying to get a room now due to that and other things.
Submit Anon: The TumblrRP Weeb
I’ve sort of floated around tumblr for awhile, mostly in the RP community. It’s been fairly uneventful, as far as bad experiences and what not. However, something happened recently that made me consider leaving/beating myself to death with a tire iron. I started RPing as a fairly popular character about a year ago, went on hiatus and just recently got back to said character’s tumblr. It was really nice for awhile, just good fun and lots of wonderful people to interact with. That was, until Vampire-chan came around. Obviously this is not the name of the creator, or the character, but an alias I will use for her.
Vampire-chan sent me a few asks that she requested I reply to privately. I thought nothing of it, of course, because I usually reply to OOC asks like that. We talked about plotting with our characters, which I was totally up for. She told me a little about her oc, mainly that said oc was a very attractive vampire lady. I have a special place in my heart for vampire characters (as my first on tumblr was one) and I figured we’d have a lot of fun.
Come time to RP, I got bogged down with schoolwork (and warned my small group of RP partners that I wouldn’t be replying quickly if at all until I could catch up on said work). Vampire-chan seemed to disregard the fact that I had informed her and a few others about my IRL issue at the time, and she sent me a few asks. The first one was urging me to reply to our ongoing thread. The second was an accusation that I was ignoring her. The third, and the one I replied to, was rather rude. I still have the ask, so I’ll just copy+paste the text here.
"ok so i know youre ignoring me, but im going to give you a second chance to rp with me. ill forgive you. dont let it happen again, ok (blank)-kun?"
Don’t let it happen again? Are you shitting me? I explained to her that she was being insanely rude and that if she wanted to RP with me at all, she needed to behave maturely and be patient. So, without apologizing or owning up to her shitty attitude, she calmed down. Within the next few weeks, I started getting a large amount of anon hate… Half of which was in broken Japanese and French. Yes, French. I recognized the manner of typing, and it resembled hers. I couldn’t be sure, though. I didn’t want to accuse her out of the blue.
I looked through her tag on tumblr to see if I could gather anything and-… Holy fucking Christ. This little weeb had been harassing almost every godforsaken soul that RP’d as this character. There were about 20 that I counted, and every last one of them had been bothered by her. All the anon asks were typed in the same manner, with the same odd speech patterns. Just… Damn.
I kept quiet because I was honestly really freaked out. This was when the encouragements of SUICIDE started coming in. Ten of them at once. And, between #4 and #5… There was one off-anon. Vampire-chan urging me to RP with her. How obvious can you be?
I told her that, because of the awful things she was sending me, I would not be contacting her anymore, and she would be reported if she sent anymore to me. She threw an absolute fit. Message after message of how awful, un-kawaii, and “heartless” I am came in. And then, after all that, she sent in another request for RP.
Needless to say, I did not respond.
Submit Anon: The theiving weeaboo’s bag
(This is a follow-up story, involving Ally from “The thieving weeaboo”)
This really isn’t a crazy weeb story, I just wanted to share this small encounter
I never thought I would encounter Ally again. I went off to high school and she was still in middle school. But I did. I didn’t exactly encounter her in person this time. I found her bag.
Whenever I need to think or just get outside, I walk to a gas station that’s about 2 miles from my house. I do this very often and nothing out of the ordinary ever happens. Except for this day. I was walking back home after reaching the gas station. I was listening to music and I was completely zoned out. All of a sudden, a girl with her hood up rides past me incredibly fast on her bike. I watched as her bag fell off of the back and her stuff fall out onto the sidewalk. I went up to her things and tried calling to her, but she had her music blasting. I gathered her items and placed them back in the sack and then looked up. She was nowhere to be seen. I decided I would try to confirm her identity, and then somehow return her stuff to her.
I got home and sat down to look at this mystery girl’s lost items. I found her school ID in her bag, and I found out this girl was Ally, my ex-friend. Out of curiosity, I decided to look at some of Ally’s things. Her bag was filled with pencil containers containing Prismacolor pencils and markers (I assumed these were the ones she bought with my stolen money) and she had a sketchbook stuffed full of anime and furry drawings. She also had boxes of Pocky and a handmade pony plush of her character.
I put the bag on Ally’s doorstep and headed back home. There was no need to start any drama.
Submit Anon: Tales from Japanese 101 2: The Revenge of Gundam
Hey weebstories! I’m the anon that sent in the Tales of Japanese 101 story a while back. Today I bring you more news from the depths of Japanese 101. Here’s the link to the previous story: http://weebstories.tumblr.com/post/64965366904/submit-anon-tales-from-japanese-101
Ok, so it’s finals week at my college, and Japanese is my busiest class. Not only do I have to write an essay, but I had quizzes and tests along with an interview project, where my teacher groups us up and we interview one of the staff who is familiar with Japanese. Well guess who got in my group? Gundam, of course! It was me, Gundam and this other girl I think is pretty cool who we’ll call P. Now, the process leading up to the interview was quite bearable, but I think that’s mostly thanks to P who is a no-nonsense, take-no-shit kind of girl. Though I do have to admit, since I submitted my previous story, I’ve learned that both Gundam and Neko are actually kind of decent people when they aren’t nerding the fuck out. I just wish they were decent all the time.
Submit Anon: Club Weeb
So when I was in 8th grade my school started an anime club with my favorite math teacher. I was super excited to start it because I wanted to meet some new anime loving friends and share interests and stuff like that. I must note I did have like about a 2 week weeb phase though was quickly pulled out by a good friend.
So anyway, I went to the first meet up and was super pumped. On the first day we were told just to meet each other and then we can watch the first episode anime of our voting. I knew about three other friends in the club, though we decided it be best to meet the others. Some of them were really nice and some shared the same interests as me too. Then comes the girl who messed up my 8th grade year, we will call her Sakura for safe reasons of course. Sakura was like most weebs. Though let me break her down to get a good picture of her. She was about 5’5, short curly brown greasy hair, glasses, and smelly as hell! Like I don’t think she knew how to shower. So today she was wearing her Black Butler tee and I pushed by her smell and said to her, “Hey cool shirt.” She looked at me and smiled wide and glomped me so hard that I fell back onto the chairs. At the time I was about 5’7 and she most of used all the force. Of course she got called out for pushing me and I just kind of ignored it. Big mistake!
So later throught the meet she sat next to my friends and I and then had our vote. She insisted we watch the first episode of Hetalia though the rest of our class voted for Fullmetal Alchimest. She then threw a fucking fit and just plugged in her loud ass vocaloid music and put her food stained hood of her hoodie on.
So then next day I guess she noticed he and ran up to me. She wore cat ears and the same shirt as yesterday at that, which I had to admit was kinda nasty. Though again blew it off. She would be like “Ermagerwd we should totes eat together and sleep over mah house and likes watch animes together!” I kind of laughed it off and just said like “Yeah okay.” Though when I was going to sit with my friends, Sakura grabbed the back of my shirt and dragged me to a table and pushed me down in the chair. So I thought, hell what could be so bad. I was so wrong.
She sat with two other annoying weebs. We will call one Kawaii (Who had shoulder length ginger hair and was very short who would wear meme shirts every damn day) and the other I will call Weeb! (Who was 5’6, greasy ass short brown hair and glasses who would wear Milanoo costumes everyday to school I’m not even fucking with you.) I sat with them as they drew shitty ass O.C’s who were of course shipped with caon characters, they talked about how boys in our classes should have yaoi smexy sex and eat loads of pocky and would make fun of other student’s art who drew in classes. It was disgusting. They wanted me to join and draw O.C’s and talk about all the animes I watched. Kawaii would ask how many followers I had on Devianart, and just brag that she had like 100 followers and how perfect her art was. Weeb would talk with her mouth full with how she was going to be the cosplay queen and that her and Saukra were going to cosplay as two girls from this anime and Kawaii was going to take pictures of having sex and post them on websites. I mean I love yuri though they were both underage and it would be considered as child porn. They would sing loud as hell to vocaloid songs and their Japanese was crap. After of being sick of it, I left early and just left right after the bell rang. I saw them in the hallways sometimes. Weeb got suspended for looking up yaoi on the school computers and I heard they later moved. Kawaii and Sakura even go to my high school now.
I found these comments from a horrid utau cover video
Blue the Weeaboo.
This is not a horrible weeaboo story. But it is the worst I’ve experienced. I will tell you about Blue the Weeaboo. Why Blue? Because that was his favorite color. And let me add, he is obsessed with the color blue. And yes, this is relevant.
It started two years ago. I went to a class and saw this guy (I vaguely knew him). He was sitting alone. He wasn’t any kind of “hambeast”. He was actually, kinda a neatfreak and hygiene obsessed guy. And, because I didn’t know anyone in the class, I decided to sit next to him. I’ve talked to him on several occasions, and we had the same interests. Such as games, anime and manga. So what could go wrong. Well.. Let me tell you this, if a guy is sitting alone in a class where EVERYONE knows him. You DO NOT sit next to him. There is a good reason for it.. I found out the hard way…
It all started out innocent. Blue and I talked about some anime, manga and games. But soon his obsessions started to grow. Let me tell you this, I don’t mind obsessions. Everyone has something they love. But you DO NOT command someone to love the same thing you love.. Blue however did.
He was absolutely obsessed with Kaito from vocaloid. I didn’t know what vocaloid was, so he showed me a video of it. And when I didn’t like it. He completely flipped. He told me that I was stupid for not liking it and that it was amazing. From the day he showed me the video to the next four weeks he wouldn’t shut up about it in class.. He’d send me stuff trough email (we have a school email, you can’t block people on it) and only wanted to talk about that. Now let me add, for people that don’t know Kaito. Kaito is blue. blue clothes, hair, scarf. you get the picture. Blue was seriously obsessed with Kaito to the point he would wear a giant blue scarf to school. In class. EVERYWHERE. and when you said something about it, he would complain about how we stupid we are for not understanding and liking it. He even complained to teachers that other people were “bullying” him. Let me tell you, no person had “bullied” him. They simply asked why he was wearing a GIGANTIC blue scarf. He then dyed his hair blue because he wanted to “be” Kaito. And he started talking to me like he “was” him. He told me Miku is a slut and that Meiko was way better. That he loved Meiko. Let me tell you, he made me incredibly uncomfortable.
He would also have pictures of Kaito plastered on EVERY notebook he owned. It was scary.
I am, thank god, not in the same year as him anymore. I had to redo a year due to health reasons. He still wears the same scarf… I don’t talk to him anymore. When he tries to talk to me I make up some shitty excuses that I have to go or just ignore him.
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