Welcome to the New Weeaboo Stories, picking up where old Weeaboo Stories Left off!
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.
Submit Anon: This isn’t going to end well, is it?
It’s about time that I share with this blog my first weeaboo experience (which will likely expand, more on that later). Please note that English is not my first language and I therefore apologize in advance for any mistakes.
In this story the weeb will be called Tuna-chan and my (sane) friend will be called Pen.
It all started off with me volunteering to work in our school’s library. Like the college itself it’s quite a small little place, with not the widest range of books on offer, yet most likely enough to satisfy the odd student. It was almost always empty or very quiet because unfortunately there are very few people in our school who actually take an interest in reading books.
Anyways - I had volunteered to work in this library during our second free period, and for the first week all was pretty good. My friend Pen used to come in and chat to me sometimes, maybe to even help out a little. She aspired to become a librarian too once she’d finished her run in the Christmas performance (this story takes place in November).
However there soon came a new girl who had also apparently signed up to become a librarian as well.
So I took deviantarts best comments and made a lil video. enjoy
Submit Anon: Homophobic Weeaboo
Now, most weeaboos are usually into Yuri/Yaoi or just have no problem with same sex relationships whatsoever. But, unfortnuately for me, not this thing that I created.
When I say “created” I mean that I was the one who got her into anime, waaay beyond my weeaboo phase (Which thankfuly lasted for a short while). She became my friend at first because she liked drawing like me and I was preety much a loner so she assumed that I wanted company.
Now, from the beggining, she (Let’s call her Wolf from now on) seemed to be somewhat annoying but thankfuly tolerable. We were the complete opossite. I was a shy, awkward yet mature boyish-looking girl and she was loud, obnoxious and really social. Let’s just say that she’d pick a werewolf and I’d pick a vampire.
Despite that, in my need of social encounters, I started hanging out with her daily at school. As such, I got her into anime and taught her some broken Japanese and things like that.
Submit Anon: The Obsessive and Vengeful
The story might be a little bit long, but I’ll try and cut it as short as I can.
The tale begins with me at 13 years old in High School. I was a complete awkward, shy loner (see Tomoko Kuroki for reference, I will also be referring to myself as her). Anyway, I loved reading manga and was quite a Japan enthusiast, as I had nothing else to do. To keep myself occupied while at school I’d go to the library and read on my own. That day, I brought in a Cardcaptor Sakura manga to read, and it’s all quiet and sweet until I am interrupted with a “KYAAAAAAAAA! OMG IS THAT SAKURA-CHAN!?”.
Well, at first, I was quite overjoyed to hear of someone who liked manga that attended the school. I’ll call her Bunny, she was a short, thin 14 year old girl with scraggly greasy overgrown hair which emitted a horrible odour. Bunny absolutely LOVED manga and anime, chobits to bleach, almost any anime. She had this terrible habit of finding a new anime and trying to imitate her favourite character. For example, she once liked Suiseiseki from Rozen Maiden, so she’d act all tsundere and use desu at the end of sentences, even in class.
Submit Anon: CrazedChaos
Okay, so, this is a tale of a girl named Bloop.
And boy can I tell ya it’s a doosy.
She and I met during one of my classes, I knew no one, and she seemed docile and friendly enough to talk to, so we ended up sitting next to each other. I started drawing, and so did she. And to my surprise, she was VERY GOOD. I instantly wanted to get to know her, WRONG. BAD MOVE.
So we start talking and drawing together and soon enough we we’re considered friends. We talked and drew in class and it was all a good time. She taught me how to draw better anime and was over all pretty nice. She loved cartoons and stuff and though she wasn’t a weeaboo she was still really trippy as a person. She seemed to physically take on the “innocent and adorable little girl” vibe to a T.
Submit Anon: Please Dont Ship Real People
I joined a manga club in secondary school, and I’ve been there for around three years now. I had never really been into manga or anime. But I really enjoyed Studio Ghibli films, so when my older friend convinced me, I decided to try it out.
Since then I’ve been watching different anime and reading different manga, which the group had shown me. Thankfully I don’t think I had any kind of weeaboo phase.
But this isn’t about me, this is about some people who went from liking anime tastefully - to becoming huge weebs. Unfortunately, this involved me and my friends to get caught in the crossfire.
I will refer to said people as -
Fef [Weeb #1]
Nep [Weeb #2]
Submit Anon: Boobs Do Not A Girl Make
I have several Weeb encounters I could probably share, but this most recent one just stands out because of just how ballsy this Weeb was.
I was in a local used bookstore with my mom, perusing the manga section. I’m not actually that big of a manga or anime fan anymore, but I try to keep up with series I read in my Anime phase, such as Berserk. Right across form me is what I can only describe as a furry OKCupid weeb from the furthest rung of Hell. The guy was sitting on one of the rolling stepstools that you aren’t supposed to sit on, with his greasy hair in a Duncan MacLeod ponytail and fox ears and I swear this guy isn’t important, he just kicks off the plot. I’m sure someone somewhere in the world has some Weeb stories to tell about that guy. I keep hearing him to turn around, and finally, as I’m looking at one of the sex scenes in Berserk, I hear ‘Yiff Yiff’ and this stupid giggle.
Submit Anon: Otaku Ex Friends: Follow up
Part 1: http://weebstories.tumblr.com/post/40175905101/submit-anon-otaku-ex-friends
For those who are too lazy to click I’ll give you a summary: I was formerly part of a self proclaimed ‘otaku group’ but got kicked out because I didn’t share their obsession with manga/anime. Also, my ex (who is also part of them) was really creepy.
Cast: Ryuu, Otaku-chan, Eri, Chobit and 3 others less crazy but still as wicked
Submit Anon: Stop Bugging Me
Alright, I used to be into manga. I would read it but not obsessively, and I hand-picked what I wanted to read.
A friend of a friend found out that I occasionally dabbled in the world of foreign graphic novels and immediately demanded my phone number. As I was desperate for friends, I agreed and shared my contact info with her. I wish I hadn’t.
Phone calls at 1 AM had better be an emergency, but with her it was practically her mode of communication. She talked nonstop about characters from manga that I hadn’t read and when I interrupted her to say I had no idea what she was talking about, she’d just tell me to ‘check it out, I know you’ll love it!’ before blah-blah-blahing about Death Note and Kuroshitsuji and she was THE LOUDEST speaker I’d met in some time.
She asked me to draw yaoi. At the time I wasn’t comfortable with the subject but I didn’t want to say ‘no’ because I was afraid of hurting her feelings. Instead I made up excuses as to why the picture wasn’t done yet. She spoke about how ‘yaoi and yuri are so much hotter than normal sex’ and that homosexuality should be legalized just for that. (I still don’t know if she truly was a lesbian or not, but she did say she was.)
The final straw was when she borrowed several of my video games and in return, lended me some DVDs of some anime I’d never heard of and was uninterested in. I still don’t have my games back.It’s been four years.
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