weeaboo stories

Crazy Fangirl Desu [ tw: sexual harassment, slurs ]

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 15:02:07 -0400

When I was in 7th grade, I only had a few friends and was extremely shy. I was secretly into anime and manga, and only had one other friend, N, who watched anime. N and I were sitting in the school library in the morning talking about Ouran High School Host Club when this girl decked out in a neon green tutu, a black t-shirt advertising some J-rock band and rainbow leggings walks over.

I was sort of frightened of why she was coming over to us, but we ignored her and continued to talk. We got to the topic of Kaoru and Hikaru and N started talking about me and my twin sister. You see, my twin and I are identical and we both look almost exactly the same.

Anyway, the tutu-girl, who I’ll call R, cut in. “You have a twin?”

In answer, I just nodded. She grinned, squeeled, and held her hands to her chest. She was sort of creeping me out. “That’s so cool! Do you do yuri?”

I had no idea what yuri or yaoi was at the time. I asked N and R what it was. N tried to answer, but R cut in first. She loudly proclaimed it was gay and lesbian sex and how hot it was. I was disgusted at being asked if I had sex WITH MY SISTER.

She was being obnoxiously loud and a bunch of other kids overheard her. Many of them looked thoroughly freaked out, and one had gone to tell a teacher. That got all of us - me and N included - detention and a lecture from the principal and guidance counselor.

After that she kept on trying to nudge her way into our friendship. She would interrupt our conversation to talk about yaoi and yuri, and ask us if we were single and what are sexual preference was. One day I stumbled upon her facebook page and saw pictures of dead and bloody animals, mainly birds, squirrels, and rabbits. She apparently sacrifices them to ‘the spirits’ or something.

Some time later, we ran into her at the mall, and this time she had two friends with her. She greeted us as if she had known us forever, even hugging us despite our protests. When she and her friends started loudly talking about hentai, causing the people around us to stare, N finally had enough and turned around and told them to leave us alone.

R and her friends screeched at us, calling N a ‘stupid dyke fucker’ and other slurs. After that, security came and we were kicked out of the mall. I haven’t seen her since.

Jealous Much?!

Tue, 05 Mar 2013 15:01:17 -0500

Before I start, you need to know a bit about me. Even though I’m a Chinese through and through, my surname was one of the rarer ones which sounded a lot like a Japanese word. Hence I’ve had my fair share of people assuming as such.

Classes just changed and there was this new student. He wasn’t shy of letting known his interests in anime and all things otaku, and openly shared it with everyone. It was long before he started spouting nonsense. One of which was how he was of mixed race, and was 1/8 Japanese. No one bought it, but someone had to mention me.

Almost immediately when he heard of my name, he’d started acting aggressive towards me. Every time we’d come across each other he’d give a angry glare at me. Things got more serious when he would approach me and challenge my knowledge on all things Japanese. Slowly it picked at my patience.

The last straw came when he’d loudly and publicly mocked me for my name, claiming “You’re not a real Japanese, I’d bet you’d change your name just to feel like one!”

I snapped back at him “Well excuse me?! I don’t remember giving you permission to criticize my name. At least some people don’t even need to pretend being an Asian! Mixed-Japanese my ass…” The whole class applauded at the moment (he wasn’t well liked). Upset and humiliated, he stormed out the class.

Thankfully after that, he’d started missing classes and eventually we were told he transferred out to another school. We were glad to see him gone. Good riddance.

College Student Oddities

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 18:01:14 -0500

Apparently some people never grow out of their weeb phase. Even in a senior-level class of a State University.

I’m going to call this particular classmate of mine “V” rather than his full name. V is in the same major program as me, Technical and Professional Writing and Editing. Sounds like a mouthful, right? One that we have to act and write professionally for, right? Apparently not.

Granted, most of us wear jeans on day-to-day campus life. That’s just the way things go. I myself am a manager at the video game store in our Student Union, so I typically can be found in jeans, a nerd t-shirt and the like. Nothing big, but I, along with my classmates, try to look presentable. We dress up when we do presentations, we dress up for professional events, all of which is not recommended, but required. It’s also required to at least look somewhat presentable in day-to-day, and to act like the adults that we are.

But this classmate of mine? Apparently he doesn’t care about the rules, or about common etiquette.

Let me start in physicality. This classmate is about a decade older than me, probably in his early thirties. He’s balding, though often unshaven to the point of looking very scruffy, but in patches since he’s not the type of guy to really make for good scruff. His clothes are always nerd t-shirts, always wrinkled like they came out of the bottom of his hamper - and smell like it, too. Since the first day of school he has kept all of his textbooks in an increasingly ratty TextBucks bag and brought it to class every day along with his backpack and his laptop case (classes started on the 14th of January - it’s currently the 21st of February, we have this class every tuesday and thursday and he has done this every class). This is winter in the midwest, and I’ve never seen him wear a jacket or a hoodie, always short sleeved geek t-shirts, filthy jeans, and sandals.

Our class is an Advanced Tech. Writing class. It’s basically design for the non-designer (I was a design major for 3 years, and now a completed design minor, so I won’t even start on how boring this class is for me). But, the point is, it’s in a computer lab, due to the fact that we’re using Adobe Suite programs, particularly Adobe InDesign. I bring my own laptop to class (as do a few other students) because I have the programs and prefer to work off of my own set-up. No biggie, a couple other students do the same thing, and a few more students have iPads with copies of the textbook or something similar.

V? Oh, he brings his laptop, alright. But he doesn’t have any of the software. He turns on his classroom computer, brings up the software on it, and ignores his classroom computer in favor of his laptop. Granted, those of us who have laptops also (discreetly) do other things as well as class work, but he makes it so blatantly obvious that it’s ridiculous.

In a class like ours, this may be a lab, but only about 25% of it is actual lab work. Every morning, there is a student presentation that we are required to pay attention to. Yet he sits hunched over his laptop the entire time. When our instructor is lecturing, he spends the entire time hunched over his laptop. When our instructor is wandering around to check our work as we progress, he has InDesign pulled up on his ignored class computer while he’s hunched over his laptop.

And you ask what he’s doing on his laptop?

He’s, and I’m not kidding, watching anime, writing GameFAQs, and reading doujin. This is what he does all class period, every class period. This is what he is doing when I pass him in the halls and he’s sitting at a table, glued to his laptop. This is what I will assume he does in every class.

And why is his backpack apparently too full to carry his textbooks? Because it’s filled with manga. He brings a backpack full of manga to every single class, reads through it whenever he gets bored of his laptop (which isn’t often).

Now, all of this is one thing. Let me tell you about what he does when he actually participates. And let me re-iterate that this is a full-grown 30-something years old man.

Any time there is something funny in class, he literally slaps his knee over and over again, laughing loudly and obnoxiously.

Any time the instructor shows us something even vaguely interesting, he squishes his cheeks together with both hands and tilts side to side. Just like an anime character.

Any time the instructor asks the class any question at all that he doesn’t know the answer two, he shrugs his shoulders, holds his hands up on either side of his shoulders, and tilts back and forth, tilting his head with the motions. Just like an anime character.

Any time he suddenly figures something out on what he’s working on, he shoots his arm into the air with one finger pointed up, goes ah-ha! and goes back to work. Just like an anime character.

Not to mention when he does actually attempt to interact in class, it’s all inane, using weeaboo Japanese phrases, about how this would be “so kawaii” and how “in Japan, they do this”.

I wanted to make this post after it’s his turn to present in the class, but I have no idea when it will be, and every class period, his activity escalates, he draws more attention to himself as he becomes more and more comfortable in the class. Last Spring semester, my advisor introduced us, since I’d just switched majors and didn’t have any friends in the program, and for about a month after she introduced us, he followed me each and every time I was in the building, trying to chat at me about anime things, about otaku this and doujin that and I’d smile and try to tell him that I don’t watch anime and eventually he faded away.

But that doesn’t deter him whenever I wear any of my more nerdy shirts, and he’ll launch right back into rants and raves about anime at the drop of a hat, even in the middle of class, when I’m trying to work. This guy - well, he’s a piece of work.

Dave, My (unlikely) Hero

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 15:01:00 -0500

This year I went to my first con. It was an amazing experience and I wish I had more time to go. We went on Saturday only, just for a day. I had scraped together my money to by a cosplay. It was Egypt, one of my favorite Hetalia characters.

I will say one thing, I am short, very much so, and at the convention, I told my parents I wanted to explore on my own. They agreed, so I went to explore, I stopped by Artist’s Alley and was looking around when someone tapped my shoulder. It was a girl.

She was probably my age, though oh man was she tall. I looked up at her and asked her what she wanted, she said I was so cute and she wanted a picture with Egypt so badly. I agreed, bit flustered and happy someone wanted my picture.

I set my stuff down on the floor and she put her arm around my shoulders, taking her camera phone out and taking a picture. I thanked her and she asked my my name. She seemed nice so I told her. She told me hers as well. I told her bye, not expecting to see her again.

I had planned to go to a panel and left Artist’s Alley, making my way through the crowd. Being my height it’s pretty hard to see. Suddenly, the girl from before grabs my keffiyeh. Just takes it right of my head. She’s laughing and I demand she gives it back.

She says no and runs off, I assume she’s just having fun and follow her. I chase her for a while until she comes to one of the big rooms, it’s empty and she starts hugging me. Now, I’m usually very nice and generous with hugs, but this was too much, I repeatedly told her to let me go as she had knocked me down and was trying to tear my uniform off.

As I said before, I’m small and weak, I didn’t wave enough strength to toss her off me, so this guy comes over and pushes her off me. He tells her to beat it and glomp someone her own size and that I clearly wasn’t into groping like that.

She got huffy and started bawling. She threw my keffiyeh down and ran off sobbing.

I have never been a Homestuck fan, in fact, it annoyed me a bit, however, my hero was a Dave cosplayer, who helped me fix my costume and I got to meet some really cool Homestuck and Hetalia fans, as well as a few non-cosplay friends.

I didn’t see her again, but apparently, I wasn’t the only victim. She’s also harassed a young Chibitalia cosplayer and a few others, all way smaller than her.

Nevertheless, that Dave shall forever remain my hero.

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Thu, 31 Jan 2013 15:01:26 -0500

I see London, I see France [ tw: assualt ]

Sun, 27 Jan 2013 18:01:10 -0500

I have always loved French culture; the language, the food, the art, ad architecture. I also happen to have very blonde hair and very blue eyes.. consequently I make a pretty good France. There is quite the stigma surrounding France cosplayers I’m afraid.. but let me assure you that I have never groped or made unwanted contact with someone else.

One day this went too far. At my second ever con i made some additions to my cosplay, including spandex and fake handcuffs for humorous purposes only. On the second night however I was with a group of people i considered friends. I was using my accent putting on the ct and i had my handcuffs. Suddenly several of then tackled and restrained me taking the handcuffs and securing my arms behind my back. Though shaken i laughed along and a small crowd of con-goers gathered.

then one of the girls asked if i was wearing my spandex.. when I responded “yes” she immediately pulled down my pants. I was very panicky at this point and begging them to stop while con-goers cheered, laughed took pictures, and even filmed the event. Derogatory comments were made as if I was still in character.

Is it really so hard to differentiate between ME and the character I choose to portray? Beneath the cosplay there is a person. It takes a long time to recover from public humiliation.. I can tell you that much. All I can do is implore readers to respect others for the person they are BENEATH the costume.

The Con Creeper

Sun, 27 Jan 2013 15:01:09 -0500

Okay, back in March 2012, I went to a con with my best friend. Let’s call him Matt. Matt and I were both cosplaying as characters from Persona 4. I was Yukiko while he was Souji. Now we were at this one panel and while we were waiting for it to start, a man who was probably around 35 or something sat next to me. He recognized our characters and started talking to us. I’ll name him James.

We were polite and held a conversation with him….Then it got uncomfortable. He started talking about how Yukiko was his favorite girl and he always finished her social link first and was very attracted to her. James then told us about his rule 34 collection. He THEN told us about how he really regrets forgetting his camera and called me “kawaii” and “moe”. Matt and I left as soon as we could…but James followed us around the con… We eventually lost him in the dealer room and we both hope we never see him again.

bitch-dave

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 15:01:06 -0500

So I was at a con with my girlfriend about a year and a half ago. We were out of state, waiting to meet up with some friends, but in the mean time we just kind of sat around and got a coffee. While we were waiting a girl comes up to us with a companion.

The girl had on bunny ears and looked pretty damn happy to see me and my girlfriend (we were dressed as John and Dave from homestuck. The person she had brought with her was another Dave, except they had on a collar and leash. She decided to introduce herself by saying, “Hi I’m ________, and this is my BITCH, Dave.”

After that we didn’t really know what to say, kind of trying to be friendly without knowing how to respond. Luckily they didn’t stay around too long, but they continued to introduce themselves like that to pretty much every homestuck.

Brief Interruption From The Moderator

Sat, 01 Dec 2012 14:08:58 -0500

Hi there everyone, just wanna start by saying sorry for the sporadic updates, parsing long stories is somewhat of an arduous task nowdays (I’ll try to do better!).

Anyway, this blog is dedicated to bringing you a bullshit free weeaboo story experience. Since we started, we’ve kept a strict policy of not talking about ourselves or straying too far off topic. However, I’m making an exception, just this once, for something very exciting. I hope you’ll understand.

My name is Heather Cowie (mintymu on tumblr), and I’m one of two mods running Weeaboo Stories. I’m a freshman at Carnegie Mellon University. Every year to celebrate Chinese New Year, CMU hosts an event called Lunar Gala, a part-fashion-show-part-performance-event. Here’s this year’s promo video

It’s a very professional, impeccably put together affair. It is also incredibly difficult to get into. I am on a team of 4 other designers who managed to make the cut.

Our line, called Siroc, is a fashion line influenced by the films of Hayao Miyazaki/Studio Ghibli. We draw inspiration from the characters but go beyond cosplay to merge fashion into the equation.

I started a blog to document our progress, all I ask is that, if you love Miyazaki films as much as we do, you follow us and share our blog with those who might be interested. We will be posting sketches, sewing progress, patternmaking, and even tutorials on how many aspects of our line were accomplished. In the future, we may also begin accepting small donations to offset our costs in exchange for art commissions or other related items like stickers and crafts (we’re a team of art students:) ) If you’re into cosplay, it could definitely be a useful resource.

Anyhow, if you love ghibli films, give us a follow, and I promise we’ll do our best to blow your minds with our hard work! We’re just starting the blog, so there’s not much yet, but there will be!

~>FOLLOW US HERE<~

Red/Yellow Card project

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 18:01:00 -0500

Red/Yellow Card project:

I came across this, and I don’t believe this link has been posted before, so for everyone here, I’ll just drop this link.

It is essentially a service to inappropriate and also awesome fans who you encounter, willingly or not, while at conventions. Easy to get the message across to people you meet. :)

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Sun, 04 Nov 2012 14:00:51 -0500

Hetalia Hot Topic

Sat, 03 Nov 2012 18:00:40 -0400

So, I’m at the mall today with my cousin, Elise. She wants to go into Hot Topic, so I agree and go in with her. I’m wearing my red hammer and sickle shirt. I capture the attention of two young women, who just stare at me creepily.

I smile nervously at them and waggle my fingers and notice something: They’re wearing Hetalia t-shirts.

One girl smiles and squeals, “RUSSIAAAAAAA!!!!” (I look NOTHING like Russia.) She tackles me, and I fall to the floor (which is hard concrete) and am being crushed by this girl. Elise is trying to pull her off of me, but the poor girl is too small and weak to get her off. But that doesn’t even compare to what this chick did next.

She groped me.

Holy fuck. This total stranger GROPED ME.

Eventually, mall security dragged her off. But my t-shirt was damaged and a bunch of Hot Topic merch was scattered on the ground, which the other girl had to pick up all by herself. The first girl’s parents came over, apologized profusely and gave me money to buy a new shirt. And they paid for all of the merchandise that she broke.

I vow to never step foot in HT again.

Belarus

Sat, 03 Nov 2012 15:00:38 -0400

For those who don’t know, Belarus is the stereotypical ’yandere’ character in Hetalia who is obsessed with marrying her older brother Russia. I had never ran into weeaboos at a convention before but I met the worst Belarus cosplayer the last convention I went to.

Her wig looked like she bought it at party city and she harassed the Russia cosplayers. At first, when we were all waiting for the Hetalia panel to start, it was all in good fun when she was chasing a fem!Russia cosplayer around. But then the fem!Russia cosplayer legitimately tried hiding from her and told her to leave her alone.

Eventually we got into the panel and I was in the row behind this Belarus. She was pretty obnoxious and kept raising her hand over and over again, even after she got called on to answer a question, when there were people with real questions for the voice actors who hadn’t had a chance to ask anything yet. The question she asked was, in a very poor imitation of Belarus’ voice, “Will any of you come between big brother and me?”

We went to the photoshoot and she was there. There she and another Belarus cosplayer harassed another Russia cosplayer. I felt bad for the poor lad because they were pulling at his coat and hanging onto him and everything and he told them to stop repeatedly. And the main Belarus was like really into character too much. When all the girl characters came together to a photo, I was cosplaying as Hungary, she kept tugging possessively on the back of my dress.

The next day I talked to the Russia cosplayer and he told me how he was really annoyed and how he hadn’t been playing around when he told them to stop. Anyway, the point of the story is that just because you’re cosplaying a possessive or ‘yandere’ character does not mean you need to act IN character the whole time and you especially should not harass other cosplayers and stop when they tell you to.

"Just like Canada Desu~"

Fri, 02 Nov 2012 18:00:57 -0400

Halfway through eighth grade, I moved to a new school. I became pretty great friends with a group of girls, who got me interested in Hetalia. None of us were really OBSESSED, or really classified as weeaboos. But there was this one girl, we’ll call her S.

S had the biggest crush on Canada (Her DeviantArt favorites were literally all pictures or ReaderXHetalia fics) and it was really just on the verge of being creepy. Then, she found out I was Canadian, and that’s when it got really weird.

I’m not gonna deny it, I’m actually a lot like Canada. I’m shy, introverted, the works. S constantly made ‘jokes’ about my ‘Canadian-ness’ and often called me Mattie or Canada instead of my real name. She also physically did things like hug me from behind, carry me in the hallways, glomp me, etc. which I’m really not okay with because of other reasons. It didn’t help that she has a bigger frame than the rest of my friends, and I’m on the smaller side. She really made me feel helpless, and I didn’t like it one bit.

Around this time, our group of friends started roleplaying on an online chatroom. My friend H roleplayed as America, me as Canada, and S actually roleplayed herself.

Yep. Herself.

She also paired herself with Canada, which I really didn’t like at all. But I was too polite to say anything about it, and just let her do what she wanted to him.

I don’t know if this really classifies at a weeaboo, but all of my other friends were REALLY relieved when she stopped roleplaying with us. She goes to a different high school now, so I no longer have to fear that I’ll get glomped just for having a nationality.

I Thought You Were a Little Boy...

Fri, 02 Nov 2012 15:00:55 -0400

Earlier this year, my parents took me to my first Expo. I had decided to wear my favourite boy-Lolita outfit (which involved ruffled just above the knee shorts, a blouse, binder and a little pirate hat) and the day was going pretty well. My parents decided to go and get food, and left me to wander around with a bit of cash for a while. I was looking at the plush toys for a while, mainly a Ciel Phantomhive one, when I feel someone stroking my (short) hair and touching my hat. I turn around, rather quickly, to see this rather large guy grinning at me, hand still on my head.

“You should get that.” He said, pointing to the plush, “You and Ciel are so alike. You’re both so kawaii…”

More than a little creeped out, I asked him to get off my hair and hat. He looked a little taken aback, and as I bought my plush, I hear him say, “I thought you were a little boy…”

Hastily grabbing my change, I wandered off. I thought that was the last of him.

Nope.

A few minutes later, I was looking at anime/manga t-shirts. And who do I notice a few feet away? The creepy hair-stroker. He came closer and said, creepily as ever, “You should get the Ciel-chan t-shirt…you’d look so (some random Japanese phrase) in that.” I was VERY creeped out by this point, and I walked away without buying anything. He followed me, grinning like mad, and at one point said “I can pretend you’re a boy, and you can still be my Ciel-chan.” I told him to go away, but he didn’t listen.

He only stopped when some random guy (whom I shall call Giggles) cosplaying as Pyramid Head (minus the head/helmet, which he was holding) and said VERY loudly, “Oh, babe, THERE you are! We’ve been looking for you!” and he walked me over to a group of other male cosplayers who, frankly, looked like they’d punch anyone who came near them.

Once the creeper had gone, Giggles told me that this guy had been following boy-lolitas and Ciel cosplayers all day.

I didn’t tell my parents when they got back, I just got on with the rest of the day and fortunately didn’t bump into the creeper again.

Dirkaboo

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 18:00:37 -0400

I went to a con near the beginning of summer as Dave Strider. I was at the Homestuck fan shoot (so no staff was there). While I was waiting for my character to be called, the cosplayer behind me, who I will call Dirk, introduced himself. He seemed friendly enough, and asked questions here and there. No big deal, it got creepy pretty fast after we had been talking, he started making perverted comments, saying I was a loli-con and ‘moe’.

When dirkdave was called up for the shipping part he forcibly grabbed my arm and pulled me up with him, though my group’s Dirk cosplayer was the one I was supposed to be with at the time, and proceeded to pose provocatively with me against my will. Mind you, I am a minor. After the pairing was done, I told him calmly and quietly that I was a minor, to which he replied “So?” and I followed it up with the fact I am not interested in men. He followed me around for the rest of the con, mostly from a distance, and in one instance tackling me in a hug when I was meandering without my group.

Loli-cons, Rude Entrances, and Uncomfortable Photos.

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 15:00:59 -0400

When I was in high school, there was this guy (I’ll call him Jay) that had a tremendous crush on me. Jay was indeed an huge weeb, two years older than me, and a lolicon. He called me his “loli”. I’m a very petite, flat chested, skinny korean girl, that fit into his perverted lolita fantasies. Sometimes he would ask me if he could dress me up in different skimpy maid costumes and show me some of the loli hentai he had with him. At other times, he would sit next to me at lunch and pull me away into his uncomfortable embrace, saying “no! my loli!” while I was talking with some friends. I brushed it off at first thinking it was nothing. Long story short, I got annoyed and I told him upfront that I didn’t like him, and he ended up crying and breaking a few boxes. Because of Jay, my interest in cute anime things, along with watching and reading anime died. I couldn’t get back into it as much cause it reminded me of him so much.

After I graduated high school, we started talking again. I didn’t mind it much and just tried to ignore all of this anime things. I still enjoyed drawing in an anime style occasionally since I’m currently studying illustration in college, so he would ask me for advice here and there. It didn’t bother me much, until the Anime Expo in LA came around the corner.

I love to cosplay even though I don’t watch anime anymore. I just love to dress up, so I bought a ticket to AX. Jay asked me if I was going to cosplay for this upcoming Anime Expo, and I told him that I was going to sport this black gothic dress I bought at a Vintage show.

Jay suddenly got very excited and a bit creepy. He told me that he “needed to see me in that dress” and posted our conversation on his tumblr, stating below that he was pretty sure I wouldn’t allow him to come near me, but that it wouldn’t stop him from trying to stalk me from a close distance. He didn’t even censor my name or my facebook photo in that post.

Luckily, I didn’t run into Jay at the con. I told my friends about him, so we all made sure to steer clear of him.

However, aside from Jay, there were a few things that happened at the con.

I dressed as a Gothic Miku in the black dress and black heels, while my friend dressed as TK from Digimon. TK and I were trying to walk outside, and as we opened the door, we accidentally hit this guy who was trying to get into the building. He had a slightly larger build, dressed in this really crappy trench coat cosplay that I couldn’t figure out, with a naruto headband and was definitely much larger than the two of us. He smashed the door closed on our faces in anger and it actually hit TK in the face. I got really mad so when he came through the door, I demanded that he apologize to my friend, but he just looked at me and yelled “You’re lucky you’re cute, otherwise I would just smashed your face to the floor”.

I was really really peeved for a while, but just brushed it off.

The last creepy thing that happened at the con, I was walking down a hallway with my sister who was dressed as kaito to match me. A guy who looked as though he hadn’t showered in weeks, approached me asking if he could take a photo with me. I didn’t think much of it since I was asked quite frequently throughout the day, so I agreed. He gave the camera to my sister and then he quickly grabbed my waist in a very uncomfortable and invasive hug and rubbed his head into my shoulder. I stood there uncomfortably for a good minute as my sister tried to take the photo as fast as she could, noticing that I was in a panic. After she took the photo and tried to return the camera, he demanded “one more one more photo!” and just continued to hug me in that way.

I felt violated the rest of the afternoon.

Hello! I love reading the stories that you guys post. I wanted to know if it's okay if I used a few of them in a panel for an upcoming convention? It's part of a documentary that we're doing about anime fandom in America and we need contrast to show that there's a difference between anime fans and weeaboos.

Tue, 16 Oct 2012 12:06:00 -0400

You have our permission, although I think normally the person to ask would be the authors of the submissions themselves. Many of our submitters are anonymous, though, and since I don’t think you’d be making any kind of profit from this I can’t see a reason to stop you.

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Tue, 09 Oct 2012 14:59:09 -0400

PLEASE READ THIS

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 14:59:30 -0400

prismacolour:

Okay, guys. Let’s get one thing straight: HETALIA IS FICTIONAL.
You cannot use it as an excuse to stalk someone.
Good, now that that’s out of the way, give me the soapbox.

Hi, I’m Mary, girlfriend/future fiancee of this boy Oliver whose story I’m about to tell. I made a tumblr with the sole purpose of telling this story, so all of you can understand that this is fucking unacceptable behavior and so we can stop this girl from doing something absolutely awful to someone who has done nothing to deserve it. The tumblr I made wasn’t working for whatever reason, so I borrowed my older sister’s pretty much unused one to get this point across. My original post can be found here.

We go to college together and there is this girl there who obsessively stalks Oliver due to his English heritage, his name, and his freckles (he’s a redhead). This freak thinks that he is the REAL LIFE version of beekwhy’s 2p!Arthur. Her stalking of him is actually what originally provoked our friend group to look into Hetalia, which we now all really enjoy. Her stalking has always unnerved us, me especially, but it was never anything too drastic, just annoying spurts of fangirlgasms.

A few weeks ago, the girl’s stalking got more intense. She would sometimes follow him around or stand in the way of his wheelchair (by the fucking way, he’s paralyzed from the waist down so he literally CANNOT “outrun” her). We found out today from her that she apparently took pictures of him without a shirt on when his aid was helping him change, and now she’s planning on posting these images here online as “evidence” of “real-life Oliver Kirkland sightings.” She also implied that she would be submitting these to certain ask blogs.

NO. NO. NO.

We don’t know her tumblr name but Oliver’s been hysterical all day desperately contacting every single ask blog he could think of in order to try to stop them from looking at, reblogging, or posting these pictures. We don’t know where she’s posting them, if she’s going to post them at all, or who she is sending them to. jfc. So, if any of you guys see these pictures posted ANYWHERE, PLEASE report the creep. I’ll be online all day searching the web for these photos.

TL;DR: Some 2p!Arthur obsessed freak took illegal pictures of my boyfriend, who I guess looks like 2p!Arthur enough for her to delude herself into thinking he’s the irl version, and is posting them online. If you see any pictures of a ginger in a wheelchair tagged as “oliver sightings” or any bullshit like that, report the poster.

Thank you.