Funny Fanfic Novels & Stories

She scrolled through new edits of Kai —sweaty stage shots, the way his shirt clung to his body dancing, that intense stare. She liked a few, then went over to the comments under her latest fanfic post. Fans were going wild. “Kai is so wild in this chapter omg I bet he’s a beast in bed 😩” “Someone please give me one night with him, I’d let him ruin me” “The way he eats her out… he’s definitely that freaky irl” Lila smirked, a secret thrill running through her. She typed a quick comment: “Trust me… he’s even better in real life than you can imagine 🔥”

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

The scene stunned the bridesmaids around us. “Charlie Boyd, Kendall Light is your fiancée! Are you going to let her marry someone else?” “Marriage is a major life event—how could you turn it into a prank?” Charlie let out a snort through his nose. “We have no objections. Why are outsiders whining here?” He sauntered into the room with lazy steps, his face glowing with the satisfaction of petty revenge. “Last week you sent Crystal to the hospital, and she’s still heartbroken. You don’t think you shouldn’t pay a price?”

Cheryl sighed and looked off into the distance, her brown eyes taking on a far-off look. “I can’t wait to write it,” I answered and snickered. It was going to be so much fun. “I’m already thinking of titles.” “Hot men fall over themselves to get in on polyamorous love,” Kim teased and moved her arms out as if following the headline. “Men desperate to prove how big their dicks are, get them out to prove it,” Cheryl joined in and we all laughed at that one. “It’s that bad,” I answered with a nod. “I’ve got so many dick pics on my phone now I could start my own website.”

Alfi yelled at me. "Writing a story with the handsome, strong, rich, and gallant protagonist? Like the hell, I would! Such a story makes me sick! Such an inferior story makes the woman admire such a guy that the ugly I end up being a Nojikon!" I yelled at Alfi. "You asshole! Your Waifu is a hag!" Alfi insulted my waifu. "Your waifu is a doujinshi material! (Doujinshi I mean here is the 18+ one AKA porn.)" I insulted his waifu.

I bet he would taste good too. “That voice is making me so hard, little baby,” FanBoy21 added and I could feel myself blushing, even though I’d just put on a web show for over 30k men. “Fuck yourself with a teddy bear!” ha-ha, what a weird, but maybe I should try humping in my next session? Then I read some more comments and replied to them as well, “Let me lick your pussy juices!” – ‘I want to get my pussy licked too, Catlover446’ I typed back.

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Some people had already made some sick fan art of the whole ordeal, casting a platinum blonde stranger as Eliza. They weren’t even the worst. The worst had to be the fanfics that had seemingly popped up overnight. I only got through the blurb of one before I had to click out of the site, lest I risk permanently damaging my psyche. When I saw all this, I was a little shocked that I was yet to realise that I hadn’t yet received a scolding call from my mother. But then I checked my phone and remembered I had muted all calls and notifications from her, of which there were many.

Enemies who fvck like the world is ending. Sex-enemies, that’s exactly what we were. Pure hate-sex in the snow, raw and desperate. I cracked my knuckles, took a long sip of the coffee I’d brought with me, and dove straight in. This story was going to be long, dirty, and dripping with the kind of banter that makes people melt. I typed out the title in bold letters: 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-F-ck Holiday'.

I beamed and faced him again with a wide smile. "What? What Egg—" "That's what I called my readers, duh!" A soft laugh made its way from my mouth as I jokingly punched the stranger in his left arm. "And why would you call your readers Egg Cells?" "You don't like it? Does the fandom named 'Cums' really sound better?" I held my chin and ignored him choking on his own saliva. Good thing he regained himself and slowly faced my direction. "You're weird." Oh, coming from a man who dressed like he was from Hueco Mundo.