Cringeworthy Fanfiction

[livvykitty]

One day, when I was 10, I had the inspired idea to look up Inuyasha and Pokemon stories online. It was then when I stumbled across Fanfiction.net. After a few months of reading, I decided I wanted to write things too, just like these people, and so I joined them sometime in July of 2010, after just turning 11. It was a gift from my parents, being able to have this writing opportunity

And then 57 stories, many unfinished, later, I decided this account was too cringeworthy to stay with.

I don't know how to link things, but my account name on ffn.net is livvykitty, so if you want to have a look at those stories, that's cool.

The purpose of this thread will be for people to remember some of their most cringeworthy, odd, or just plain weird experiences writing stories! Go ahead and bring in some hilariously bad quotes you found, story ideas you find dumb, etc! I'll be sure to share a lot as I look back at the culmination of 5 years of immature writing experience.

[Chairubplay]

Ari: Well hey dere, random people~ Ari would like to welcome you to the next chapter of her Adventures in Tokyo~ Please remember, even though she will meet many anime characters, she doesn't own any of them. (Hell, I don't even own all of the Own Characters that might/are appearing in here... T.T I thank Cassie and Meagan for letting me borrow the people in their heads.) They are simply held captive inside her twisted mind~ *random guy with dark hair and blue eyes walks in* ... Ash? What're you doing here?



Ash: You told me to come here, idiot.



Ari: Not till later; read your damn script on the way home. And don't you dare call your Creator an idiot! T.T



Ash: Fine... Everyone! Wrong time! *random grumbling as OCs shuffle out of the room, Ash included.*



Ari: *nervous laughter* Alright, on with the story.

I wanna die.

_{(Bonus points for this having been written before I was out.)}

[Dave Strider]

Apr 23, 2016 15:02:31 GMT Chairubplay said:

(Hell, I don't even own all of the Own Characters that might/are appearing in here... T.T I thank Cassie and Meagan for letting me borrow the people in their heads.) 

That sentence was wild from start to finish, wow

[Chairubplay]

I was That Person who had conversations with characters.

People change and grow.

[Dave Strider]

Don't worry I did that too

Hell I still have the blog where I posted my self insert Kingdom Hearts fanfic, and I held Q&A sessions with my characters. Who were also me.

It's in French tho

[livvykitty]

Disclaimer: It was my idea first! That guy in Japan stole my idea! *is getting shot at* I'M SORRY! I'LL GIVE YOU CAKE! JK, the cake is a lie! *runs away*

Chairubplay you are not alone in the shit author notes department

[Chairubplay]

I feel the need to write some more fanfiction to absolve myself of The Sin.

[mogseltof]

I just had to google my own ffnet profile... ohmygodihaveapm

SOME GEMS:
I think this was set in like, Goblet of Fire period, this is just the beginning bc it's about 1500 words of mediocre stuff I thought was hilarious at fifteen including some bonus transmisogyny thanks 15yo Morgan:

Truth or Dare

A group of motley students are sitting in the Gryffindor common room.

Two girls- Hermione and 'Pede- are focusing on homework, poring over sheets of paper strewn across a table. 'Pede's name is Millicent (A/N: kudos to anyone who can figure out why she's called 'Pede), but she likes 'Pede.

A group of boys are playing exploding snap- a few already have singed eyebrows. Neville is focusing hard, but Seamus keeps losing his concentration and Ron tries to use this to his advantage. Fred and George nudge the growing pile every so often; hoping to make it explode before it reaches their turn.

A chess game is happening a few feet away. Dean is engaged in a shouting match with Seamus, barely noticing the game Harry has already won.

A trio of girls gossip on a couch. Lavender and Parvati include Ginny in their talks.

A few things happen. In the space of a few minutes Hermione and 'Pede slam their books shut, Harry yells a triumphant "Checkmate!", to Dean's disgust, and the pile of dynamite like cards explode in a distracted Seamus' face to the hilarity of Fred, who was last to poke it.

Parvati whispers something to the other two and stands. "Who wants to play truth or dare?" she announces to the room at large.

Drabble for HPPOA, I still think the concept of this is vaguely amusing tbh:

Well, Milk Ain't Much Better

Garrah! Mogseltof speaking- Well… let's just say my mind works in mysterious ways and leave it at that.

Disclaimer- I don't own Sirius, and while I might buy Oreos every now and then, I don't own the rights- or shares in the company- to them.

Sirius Black, convicted mass-murderer, escaped prisoner and betrayed friend, was hungry.

He sidled up the suburban street, cursing his bad luck at not being able to wait for nightfall.

He had to risk it though; there was a car roaming around labelled "Little Whinging- Council Pound" and he did not need that just now.

Then he saw the kid.

The kid was sitting on a doorstep with a glass of milk and- a whole plate of chocolate cream biscuits.

He hesitated- he needed to get out of there, but he was so hungry. The kid couldn't possibly eat a whole plate, could he?

His stomach growled and, mind made up, he walked slowly over to the kid.

He widened his eyes dolefully, and whined pitifully, licking the ground next to the plate, looking up hopefully.

"Are you hungry?" asked the kid through a mouthful of biscuit. "You want a biscuit?"

Sirius whined and pawed the ground, tongue lolling in the affirmative, eyes wide.

The kid considered him thoughtfully, raising biscuits to his mouth.

Last biscuit. Last chance.

The kid looked from Sirius to the biscuit, chewing his lip.

"Mum says chocolate isn't good for dogs," he said doubtfully. Sirius whined and lowered his hackles. Then the kid brightened. "but you can have my milk!" he said, shoving the glass towards Sirius, raising the last biscuit.

'Milk? Screw that!' Thought the rake like dog.

Sirius jumped on the boy, pinning his arm to the ground, grabbing the biscuit.

He leaped off the boy and sprinted down the nearest alley, away from the yells of the kid, a crumb of chocolate stuck to his lip.

[livvykitty]

Some gems from -Insert Homestuck Here- on ffnet

(ch 5)

"Are you sure? Who's to say that you aren't Alice, Mr. Cherry Scent?" Terezi raised an eyebrow.

"…" Dave thought for a moment. He was in Wonderland, chasing after John with bunny ears, and now was three inches tall. And he was still wearing the god damned dress. "You know what, fuck you."

Ch3

This segment contains copious amounts of DAVE STRIDER. Women with heart conditions are advised not to look directly at Dave Strider. This also applies to women without heart conditions.

He's very pretty.

See? See how pretty he is?!

He's very pretty.

I just want to run my fingers through his hair and I'm just some text! Without further ado, enjoy your crappy Fanfiction.

Forgive me lord for I have sinned

[commandercomplainer]

Dear God, I can't remember any specifics because when I graduated highschool I deleted everything from my FF account and shoveled all my stories onto LiveJournal, set them to private and promptly forgot the fuck out of my account information but I recall a lot of anime tropes and pre-chapter character wrangling.

[mogseltof]

Ahahaha oh man livejournal, I used to be a regular on the kinkmeme for Sherlock when I was SIXTEEN WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING, JESUS. I also wrote Twilight hate fic for TwiSpite :'D

[commandercomplainer]

Apr 23, 2016 15:26:17 GMT mogseltof said:

Ahahaha oh man livejournal, I used to be a regular on the kinkmeme for Sherlock when I was SIXTEEN WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING, JESUS. I also wrote Twilight hate fic for TwiSpite :'D

Fuck, I forgot I was on the hetalia kink meme. My sin is not as contained as i'd like it to be.

[livvykitty]

A list of hilariously out of context quotes

- Meanwhile, Karkat attempted to shoot Jake, who was streaking across his goddamn lawn in the dead of fucking night, what the fuck man.

- John raised his hand to sort of illustrate something in the air, and then he started to yell. Dave turned around to watch the show as John gave a rather girly scream, screaming, "OH my God, jesus CHRIST, it's a BEAR IT'S A FUCKING BEAR-"

- Karkat, for once, didn't even answer. Dave's bewilderment soon became abject confusion when the fox eared youkai threw a leaf on his head. That confusion became complete and utter horror when the guy turned him into a fucking ostrich.

- And suddenly, Greg could hear Sherlock and John's thoughts. Their thoughts. Which were also in song. God, maybe whatever Mycroft had was infectious.

- Castiel looked incredulously at his older brother. Sure, he had done some very pointless things, but this took the "cake" (though Castiel was sure that if that cake were real, Gabriel would have eaten it already). "Brother, why are there men falling from the sky?"

There are more but let's stop there for now,,,,

[livvykitty]

Livvykitty: This is the very most truly random story you will ever hear… Err… Read. WARNING: WILL MAKE YOU LOSE BRAIN CELLS! IF YOU VALUE YOUR SANITY CLICK THE BACK BUTTON! Disclaimer: I don't own… Kittens or puppies. BUT I, LIKE, TOTALLY OWN ALL OF THESE ANIMES~ *gets shot in the head by Switzerland* OW! Switzy, that hurt~!

Switzerland: You don't own us!

Livvykitty: *pout* Awwww, ruin my fun, why don't you? On that note! Nyan~ Did I just do an author note pun?

Switzerland: Face… Meet palm. *facepalms*

This is it,,, I'm legitimately crying, there are tears rolling down my cheeks

[mogseltof]

I'm crying I just started reading over the HP/ATLA crossover my friend and I were writing together in highschool

I SIGNED ALL OF MY AUTHORS NOTES WITH "XD Mogseltof!" KILL ME NOW

"Due to unavoidable events and life in general we have decided to extend our holiday and are moving on to Omashu," Sokka dictated from his reclined position in the sand, a mouthful of fire gummies slurring his speech slightly. "Yours, Sparky Jerkbender, blah, blah, blah."

"You know, I normally sign my letters 'Firelord Zuko'."

"Why would you do that? I was convinced Sparky Jerkbender was your name."

Zuko growled lightly and then looked over at the young Avatar. "I only saw fifteen hotsquats, Aang!"

"Come on, Zuko! We're on holiday! What difference will five squats make?"

"The difference is your dessert in your belly, or your dessert in Sokka's belly," Katara pointed out, pausing in her own training.

such character

"So dear Pater," George asked, evil grin now focusing on Arthur, "What, pray tell, did Mater say?" Arthur fixed him with the most withering glare he could muster and they all hooted with laughter.

oh no

The boy leaning casually against the arch made a sceptical noise. "Maybe we should think about this a bit more. Trust should not be given lightly," as he turned to face him, Arthur could see why he said it. Sharply outlined against his pale skin and black hair was an angry scar, blooming over his left eye.

"Food Sparky! Food!" the young girl emphasised, as if it were the only thing that mattered in this whole situation.

The mocha girl made a tutting sound. Arthur strongly suspected that she was the unofficial mother of the group. "Personally I'm with Toph," she said, her potential bother gave her a hopeful look and she rolled her eyes again, "Yes, Sokka! That means I think we should go with the person with food! Iroh, what do you think?"

"I think that you are right Katara," the old man said in a sticky, jovial voice. The boy with the scar offered up another sceptical grunt but the old man continued, "You do have a point though nephew."

"Aang, Suki?" the girl, Katara, looked at the other two. The red-headed girl nodded cautiously, her make up robbing her face of all expression and the final boy (short, wiry and bald with a blue arrow painted on his head) looked trustingly at Katara.

"I think Zuko is right about trust," he said diplomatically, "But we are all very capable of defending ourselves and I could really go for some food."

Mocha girl, Katara smiled smugly. "Sorry Zuko, our stomachs have won."

The boy with the scar, Zuko, sighed. "Food will out," he said softly, "Take me to your feeder."

"Take me to your feeder" oh god

Toph, Suki, Fred and George were crowded around a sheet of parchment that no one could quite see, though Hermione could hear snatches of their conversation and Aang was looking increasingly worried at the expression on the two girl's faces.

"- so if we employ Crookshanks here-"

"- throw in a couple of gnomes when this one goes off-"

"- yeah, if we throw one of these through Percy's window-"

PRANKS OF COURSE THEY'RE MISCHIEF MAKERS HAHA