Welcome to the New Weeaboo Stories, picking up where old Weeaboo Stories Left off!
Submit Anon: Face to Face with Deviantart Weeb
This is the story of H, and me, the writer, who sucks at summaries.
Submit Anon; A Weeboo Accused Me of Being a Homewrecker and Tried to Ruin My Life
Okay so I happened across this site and I loved it so much I couldn’t resist submitting my own story. This story involves heartbreak, sabotage, and fortunately sane people who know better.
So I was a weeboo when I was younger. I watched a lot of anime and wore anime t shirts, read fanfiction and drew anime, but I was mostly a closet fan, and only talked about it with my friends who also enjoyed fanime. I kept my yaoi interest to myself, as there are some things you do NOT talk about with your friends. I still cosplay but I’m much more interested in American TV shows and video games. Moving on. Because of my interest in anime I had a friend who we’ll call Bella, because she had a strange interest in vampires and often insisted that she was actually a vampire. When I first met her, she was rather normal though, she was a bit goth but very sweet and nice. This all changed when I introduced her to one of my friends, a guy I was seriously crushing on. However, it seems that she deemed that I was not worthy of his affections and decided to try and ‘take him’ out from under me, even though we weren’t dating and I had no urge to ask him out or do anything about it. After a year, he finally asked me out and I said yes, and we dated for a week before he cheated on me, of course I was heartbroken but after about a month I got over it and I thought that it was over. I was so wrong.
"How my friend and I discovered that we had the same stalker."
When I was a teenager, my first job was drawing caricatures in theme parks. I had never seen any anime before (well, Pokemon when I was like 9 actually, but I didn’t even know it was anime) but when I got to know my coworkers and socialize with them outside of work (free con admission!!!) it became clear that some of them were really into anime. Luckily, none of them we\re annoying weaboos and they could still draw really good non-anime style cartoons at work. Some of them even did really good cosplays of anime characters at cons and/or collected anime merch, and yet none of them were obnoxious at all. None of them tried to act super sugoi kawaii desu IRL or “glomp” people, etc.
This led me to believe that the difference between a weaboo and an anime fan is the ability to be civil in public, hold a job, maintain hygene, etc. (Previously, I had just wrongfully assumed that literally all anime fans were weebs, and I’m sorry for thinking that.)
Submit Anon: I Should’ve Known
A year ago I was applying to colleges and the one I really wanted to go to (And the one I am currently in) was having a seminar. The usual kind where the college sucked its own dick for an hour or so while we all sat by and ate tiny cookies and drank coffee.
I’ll put it all down right now, I was terrified of going to school because I was worried I would repeat high school and be stuck with people I hated for 4 years. As well as possibly getting stuck with a shit roommate as is the thing that happened in College Media. Then from the other side of the row I see a girl who looks rather friendly. With her glasses and out of place attire she seemed the the usual nerd girl who just felt as out of place as I was. We chat and my mom befriends her parents, the whole thing feels great and I start to feel a bit better about school. Only one thing that bugged me was that the girl had asked a lot about anime and if I liked it. Truth be told I’m not huge into anime anymore, just the occasional show and when I explained that it seemed she only heard “anime”. Oh, I should’ve known.
Roll around to my acceptance into the school and orientation. I befriend a new set of people who are just as in love with Doctor Who and Supernatural as well as anime. These people are what I liked to call “responsible nerds”, those who just like something and fan over it but don’t do it disrespectfully or overly so. Then I run into my roommate at orientation (as you roomed with someone else at orientation and not the roommate you signed for, so people can mingle). She and I are sitting eating lunch and she says she wants to draw me. To note, I am a Creative Writing Major and my roommate’s in Graphic Design. So I agree because it wouldn’t hurt. Then she just stops and starts to draw herself instead. On the body of a fish.
I’m not talking a mermaid I’m talking a human head on a fish body with the fins and everything. I ask to look through the sketch book and nothing but horribly drawn animu dragons and people and a -lot- of self insert Naruto stuff. I began to get the inkling of regret but I couldn’t turn back now and what if she was really nice? For the rest of orientation she did nothing but ask to draw people in her horrible desu style and saying “fail” whenever someone or herself messed up (“messed up” being from tripping slightly over a rock to flubbing speech while talking). I also looked at her dA and I will tell you, for an 18 year old she draws like me back in my middle school phases (while claiming she’s freaking jesus of drawing)
I had realized my mistake but there was no going back, I was stuck with her. Come move in her parents are telling me to take care of her like I’m a baby sitter and I realize why. She can’t take care of herself, she cried non-stop after her parents left. She made me print a eulogy to her dead pet guinea pig so she could post it outside our door and then, the most weeboo thing of all.
She had a friend come to our room so they can read old fanfics and stuff for fun. Thing is that most people look back on those days as “oh man that was so bad” but not my roommate, she found herself to be the greatest writer ever and I had to sit there and listen as she told her friend how she was the first person to write for her Naruto OTP. I piped in and told her how that’s not true because Naruto fanfic has be around awhile, especially that pairing. But according to her “Well, we did it first.”
So I am now stuck for the rest of freshmen year with a weeboo who thinks she’s animu Napoleon.
Hetalia Panel featuring surprise guest
Hi, everyone I just want to start out by saying I did go through my weeaboo phase and then my hetalia phase. This is also a more tame story than some of the others I’ve seen and it will be long sorry.
Names have been changed.
I’ve just recently stopped cosplaying because of a lack of interest but I had been doing it for years prior to this story. We begin with a facebook group where I was one of a few homestucks among hetalians and I still liked hetalia a lot more. I was going to attend a local con with several cosplays including minotaur!tavros. I had spent several weeks constructing and perfecting digitigrade stilts to look more realistic. About a week before the con I get a message from one of my hetalia friends who is an utter weeb. She wanted me to be a surprise character in her panel to show the hetalia/homestuck war was over. I agreed.
This was a mistake.
Submit Anon: Touchy Usagi-Chan
TW: Sexual Harrassment
Friends: K and J
It all started in highschool. A uniform highschool by the way. I happened to wear a rather short, pleated skirt.
This will be…unfortunately, important later on. It was 9th grade, so my first year and at the time I was just leaving my weeb phase so I wasn’t an annoying butt anymore. Anyway I happened to meet these 3 girls at a football game when I told my buddy that I’d rather be watching anime or something, than football. (I really hate football..But it was a ticket out of class!)
Anyway, Usagi-chan the “leader” or so she liked to think she was, seemed okay at first. I was just happy to meet people who shared my interests. K was a bit loud and squealy but a big sweetheart and J was rather quite. They were all about the YAOIZ, but it didn’t bother me at the time. I began to spend more time hanging out with Usagi-chan. It was fine for a while..But then eventually I noticed as I walked up the stares she’d stare up my skirt. She began calling me kawaii and made everyone refer to her as some stupid Japanese name. (She even wanted to legally change her name to it)
Soon enough, she was flipping my skirt and grabbing my chest. She’d fondle me, making me incredibly uncomfortable. And I wasn’t the only victim. She did this to K as well. We started an anime club and it was rather late. Usagi-chan had these nasty, long , unkept finger nails and went up to me and literally said this. “If I fingered you, I’d kill you” Red flag. As if the other stuff wasn’t bad enough. She’s show me dirty picture of Kakashi from Naruto and make moaning sounds in the cafeteria, which echos rather loud. I was embarrassed to be around her.
Then she asked me to go out with her. I refused, I still wasn’t sure about my sexuality at the time. Plus uh…I wasn’t interested. And she kept asking me. Every day. Every time I saw her. She pretended to speak Japanese and even tried to convince me she was. She had greasy hair, unhygenic and just plain gross. She even made the stupidest D-Grayman fancharacter that was a complete mary-sue. She proclaimed to be such a great artist, when in the years I knew her, she never improved once and most of it was just shitty traces.
At one point she screamed at me in the cafeteria for everyone to hear, making me feel like the badguy. It was the worst experience. She promised me some cosplay stuff and I was stupid enough to give her the money, and by the way the con rolled up that I needed the stuff for. Nothing. Zip. Zilch. And eventually she moved away. I never saw my stuff. J and K are no longer friends with her, but they’re two of my best friends still. Even if they get a little loud sometimes, I love them. They’ve matured, as have I.
I made a mistake, I was stupid and let her keep harassing and touching me. If someone ever does that to you, you tell them off! Or find a friend who can help.
As for Usagi-chan…Well I don’t know how she is, but I do wish her the best of luck and I hope she gets a better attitude. And maybe stops the sexual harrassment….Sorry if this wasn’t the most interesting story!
Submit Anon: This weeb…
'Sup weebstories? I've been following this blog anonymously for a while and just when I thought I didn't have a weeb story to share… I remembered one that happened a bit over a year ago.
Now for the sake of anonymity, I will be myself calling Altair, as the name is close in pronunciation to my actual one & I think you can tell who my favorite character is (*wink-wonk* *nudge-nidge* btw I’m female), my brother’s name will be Cody, my ex’s name will be Ink, my friend’s name will be Aloha, and the weeb’s name will be D.
So I used to have a moderate weeb stage back when I was in junior high to early high school that slowly died down as time went on. Nowadays, I see myself as a functioning, well off young adult.
So, my brother and I are both Black but we have a very mixed ancestry, particularly from our mother’s side—-one of those ancestries is Korean-Japanese going back to our mother’s grandmother. When I was in junior high, I used to shout out I was actually Japanese. Tbh with you all and myself, aside from a few select features, we look like fair-skinned African Americans; at most, we have been mistaken for Chinese, Filipino, or Mexican. This is important.
Trigger warning: LGBTQ slurs
Submit Anon: Apparently I’m An “Anime Man”
I am a multi-racial, gender-neutral teenager (born female). I was born in Southern Minato, Tokyo, Japan, despite being only half Japanese. I was raised in Caracas, Venezuela, which is a small, relatively isolated South American country. The majority of my homeland’s population is mixed race, and I was never questioned based on my appearance or origins.
Recently, I took a trip to the United States as part of my engineering course-work. As a self-admitted anime and manga fan, I decided to attend a local convention, having never had the option to visit a con while in Venezuela. Having cosplayed on multiple occasions before, I was more than prepared for this convention and was quite excited to attend. I used one of my old cosplays, Belial from “Angel’s Sanctuary" (a rather androgynous character to begin with).
Submit Anon: My Brothers Girlfriend(?)
So this is a story about my brother’s friend/girlfriend thing. I doubt it’ll be as shocking as some other stories on here, but I guess it’s good for a laugh. Let’s call her KK. My brother, who is also a stupid weaboo who spends all his money on cosplay, figurines, etc, met her off of tumblr and decided to invite her over to our house- I (16), my little brother (22), and him (26) live at home.
Then decided to have her stay at our house. For days. Unbeknownst to my parents. But this isn’t about him!! This is about KK.
KK is 23-24 years old, I believe, doesn’t seem to wash her face, and wears anime wigs around in her daily life. She idolizes some stupid Madoka character and insists on her tumblr that she is her in real life. She’s incredibly rude, to the point of eating other people’s dinner without asking, leaving trash everywhere in the upstairs hallway, standing outside the door while my younger brother and I were having a private conversation, and worst of all, she refuses to clean up after herself. The number of times I’ve walked into our shared bathroom and found it absolutely blanketed in shiny bright pink wig hair clippings is beyond count, it’s disgusting. She and my brother also stay up shouting and laughing loudly until 5am regularly, regardless of the fact that my younger brother works in the mornings and I have school, and that our rooms are closely situated together. KK also seems to be a closet pedophile, if the amount of disgusting lolicon/shotacon she has on her tumblr and that she brings to the house to show my brother is any indication. My parents have tried to kick her out before but my brother just smuggles her back over whenever my parents go out.
I hate them, man, I wish they’d grow up and leave. My brother used to be kind of cool before he found tumblr, too. Now he’s just really gross and incredibly self-centered and bullying.
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Submit Anon: She really wanted the plushies
There’s a local Japanese store I visit often, because they always have hard to find anime merch and delicious foreign candy. On this particular day I was looking at the sweets and I heard the door to the store open. Naturally, I turned around to look. An obvious weeaboo walks in with her boyfriend. She is yelling about something in broken Japanese, and the guy’s face shows that he is very embarrassed. The weeb literally dragged her boyfriend to the plushie section. She picks up an L plush(from Death Note) and some other character plush (it might have been Fairy Tail?), and attempts to shove them into her boyfriend’s arms. He then says, “-weeaboo’s name-, I told you, I don’t have enough money to buy you two plushies. Please choose the one you want the most.” She screamed, “NO!”, and this is when she flipped out. She threw herself onto the ground and started screeching and kicking her legs. Her spastic movements were knocking things off the shelves. The cashier was telling her boyfriend to get her out, but he couldn’t get close to her. Luckily, there was a police officer in the store next door and he heard the commotion and managed to get the weeb up and then he escorted the weeb and her boyfriend out of the store. I don’t know what happened to them after that, but I want to wish the weeb’s boyfriend luck.