Looking for New Inspiration

I took a short break from writing new fan fiction after my piece on Breaking Bad. I’m looking for new inspiration. I need a new TV series or video game to be inspired by. I’ve been playing the new Legend of Zelda game on my Nintentdo Switch but since I already wrote about that I need something new.

I was watching MacGyver on couch tuner last night. It is a really old-school show but MacGyver is so awesome and would make a great fanfic star. For some reason I think he might be good in a mashup with something modern and different like Top Chef. I dunno.



Breaking Bad: Walter vs. Todd – The Final Battle

Sort of a mash-up between Breaking Bad and The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Just roll with it, ok?

Now, this is a story all about how,
My life got flipped-turned upside down.
And I’d like to take a minute,
Just sit right there.
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called New Mexico.

In west-America born and raised,
On the playground was where I spent most of my days.
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool,
And all doing some chemistry outside of the school.
When a couple of Todds guys who were up to no good,
Started making trouble in my neighborhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
She said ‘You’re movin’ with Mrs White and Jesse Pinkman to New Mexico’.

I begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way.
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, ‘I might as well kick it’.

First class, yo this is bad,
Drinking beer out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of New Mexico living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear they’re prissy, bourgeois, all that,
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don’t think so
I’ll see when I get there,
I hope they’re prepared for the prince of New Mexico.

Well, the 4×4 landed and when I came out,
There was a dude who like a cop – there with the Walter White name out.
I ain’t trying to get arrested yet,
I just got here,
I used my Chemistry powers and – like lightning, disappeared.

Then whistled for a cab and when it came near,
The license plate said fresh and it had Blue Meth in the mirror.
If anything I could say that this cab was rare,
But I thought ‘Nah, forget it’ – ‘Yo, home to New Mexico’

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8,
And I yelled to the Todd ‘Yo home smell ya later’
I looked at my kingdom,
I was finally there,
To sit on my throne as the Prince of New Mexico.

Here’s the theme song it was inspired by:

I know this is random but because I’m a fan of Minecraft, I went looking for Breaking Bad-themed skins to replace my default “Steve” character. There are so many of them out there! Changing skins in Minecraft is easy, but if you need some tips to change, check it here.

And don’t worry, there are Fresh Prince skins, too.



Legend of Zelda: Fight for the Future

This is a fan fic all about the Legend of Zelda, one of my favorite video games…
Link woke up next to Tingle. (earlier that week he found out he was gay) “Ganon is back, my spider-sense is tingleing…” “If he is back, then he must be a zombie!” “Good thinking!” Suddenly Malon came in quickly. “Ganon is back, he has killed Midna and Old Man !!!” “oh, bugger” said Link At that moment Malon dropped dead on the floor, from mysterious causes of death. “Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!” said our hero.
“Nooooooooooooo!!!” he repeated, in an upset tone of voice. “She was my friend, I am very upset!” “There there, Link.” Tingle patted Link on the back. “Thanks, that’s better :)” “Look! She has something in her hand!” Inside was a secret encrypted, coded note: “The star of david will destroy the carpet as the reboot action figures of evil returns.” “This must be a clue!” “lets go!” So Link got onto his hoverlimmo. The others followed on their terrain wagon but were quite far behind. Link knew he had to go faster and faster like the speed of sound. So he raced down streets and around cornors, skiding furiously around pedestrions and cops. “No time for rules!” he called out as he passed. “I have to take my full responsibilities of life!” he said.
Suddenly up ahead he saw some bad guys! So he did a massive wheely backflip over them, headbutting them as he was above them. “Eat my fist!” Link yelled as he slapped them. He speed onwards past fields and villages and cities and castles and other landscape. Then he saw the road sign to where he had to go, and so he went. He whacked some more bad guys out with a sideways 360 spin, before leaping off the bike. Later, when the others catched up, they continued their journey. But they knew the battle was going to be fierce! And when they saw the armies of Ganon embazzling before them, they had to gather the courage to go forth. “For God , The Hero of Time yelled. “For SCIENCE,” Tingle said. “For Loop!” Malon ejeculated loudly.
And then they all attacked! And it was a fine spectacle to behold (A/N Oooooh, they’re doing such cool things! Like bam! And Zuuuf!! And Pow!) And then, just when our heroes could not take it anymore, they defeated Ganon!
The end
I was going to write some Minecraft fan fiction featuring Steve and Alex but maybe I’ll get to that next time. I’ve been playing around with some new Minecraft maps and getting a lot of story ideas from them. I’m thinking about having it take place in the Nether instead of the Overworld, but I have not totally decided yet.

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Ferret and His Girl

Here is some fan fiction based on the universe of the Chronicles of Narnia. This was originally a book series written by C.S. Lewis and later turned into a film series. However, while there are seven books, only three movies were made.

If you ever read the books, and you should, then try to read them in chronological order and not the order in which they were published. My correct order is:

  1. The Magician’s Nephew
  2. The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe
  3. The Horse and His Boy
  4. Prince Caspian
  5. The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
  6. The Silver Chair
  7. The Last Battle

Here’s my own contribution: some Narnia fan fiction. It’s pretty bad. I must warn you in advance. The following story is a sequel to

The Swansong of Platinum and The White Witch
You should be able to understand this story without reading that one, but for the full character arcs and to get all the references you should read both.
In the beginning there was the The Deeper Magic..
Peter and Lucy Pevensie were entering the room.

“Hay Lucy Pevensie” said Peter
Lucy Pevensie was looking unhappy though.
“Bad news Peter. We are broke”
“Hu? But after our last adventure we were rich”
“Yes, but after tax’s we are broke. In fact we owe money now because taxes are high for rich people”
What will we do?” said High King Peter to Lucy Pevensie
“We need to make a lot of money to pay of the tax else our iggloo in which we live will be repossed!”
Just then, the TV which was on all this time changed to a news announcement.
“..And the world Swordsmanship championship final starts tomorrow. Aside from the coveted trophy, The prize this year will include 18million euro…In other news, a war…”
Lucy Pevensie shut the tv off.

“Of course!” said Peter
“Swordsmanship! Why didnt I think of that!”
“Yes Swordsmanship – the sport of kings!”
Peter nodded in agreement.
“We can make lots of money doing that and pay of the tax that we owe”
“YES” screamed Lucy Pevensie getting excited.
“But we need a ‘in’ else we wont be allowed in”
“Dont worry! I know someone who can get us into the finals!”
“Oh thats good”

And with that they got into the finals!

The next day, Peter was nervous.
He was good at Swordsmanship, some would say the best. But was he really the best? The best at Swordsmanship on Narnia? Peter was about to find out, as the contest started soon.

Peter thought back to a few years ago.

Happy times, before all the the troubles with Jadis got really bad.
Breaking out of his deep thoughts, Peter decide to go to the Arena early, perhaps do a few laps as a warm up.

Peter casually strolled to the Arena while practicing Swordsmanship.
As Peter walked out he was surprised to see Jadis already there!
The White Witch was clearly upto something. Peter had to find out what it was!
“What you upto The White Witch?” yelled Peter.
“You will never find out!” yelled back Jadis, who wanted to keep her plan a secret.
Frustrated, Peter started practicing Swordsmanship, never taking his eye of Jadis as he did so.
Aslan joined them a few minutes later.
“Hi Peter!” he said
“..and hello…..The White Witch”
“yes. Hello Aslan. Good to see your in the contest too. For now”
But before Aslan could hear what villain had said, it was time to start!

They walked to the start line, and bent down ready.
The crowd was getting big. Many fans had banners saying stuff like
‘Go Peter Pevensie Go Peter Go Peter’
‘Go Go Go The White Witch your the best!’

The starter pulled their bow and arrow out and got ready to fire.
Aslan, Jadis and Peter all waited with anticipation.
Aslan started breathing heavily
Jadis tensed. Ready to go.
Peters skin glowed with excitement
The starter fired the bow and arrow…..at ASLAN!
ASLAN COLLAPSED instantly. Jadis started Swordsmanshiping, laughing manically as she did so.

Peter was in shock, and raced over to Aslan.
“She shot you!” but why?
“Owww…I am shot bad”
The starter stared at their weapon.
“I didn’t mean too…my bow and arrow acted weird!”
Peter the Magnificent looked at the bow and arrow.
Using his famous forensic skills, Peter made a deduction.
“Yes….this bow and arrow clearly has been sabotaged to shot at Aslan.”
“Typical” said Aslan.
“What now?” said Peter.
“You have to go on” said Aslan, still mildly dazed.

But just then the clack-son went off!
It was half time!
Back at the locker room, Lucy Pevensie and Peter were talking. Aslan had been taken to the hospital.

“How are you ever going to catch up?” said Lucy Pevensie.

The White Witch was leading when half time went. Peter Pevensies time spent seeing to Aslan had cost him the lead.

“Its not important” said Peter.
“Whats important is I know why Jadis wants to win the World Championship Swordsmanshiping contest. Its the prize.”
“hu” said Lucy Pevensie
“I did some research and its really the The Deeper Magic! If she wins the contest they will give her it and there will be nothing we can do to stop her”
“Also she was the one that sabotaged the poor Aslan!”
“poor Aslan ”
“yes poor Aslan ”
“The contest doesn’t matter any more, we must get that The Deeper Magic by winning the contest!’

“But how? How are we going to win”
“I have a plan” said Peter

Just then the horn sounded. Half time was over, and the final part of the Swordsmanshiping contest had begun!

When they restarted Peter the Magnificent quickly started losing.
(Not intentionally mind, it was because Jadis was already winning when the contest stopped for the half time break. When the contest resumed, The White Witch thus got a head start at the Swordsmanship and was in the lead)

“Whatever you plan to do you better do it quickly” said Lucy Pevensie panicking.
“Don’t worry, The White Witch is almost in the position for my plan to work..”

Jadis turned a corner while doing the Swordsmanship..
“NOW!” said Peter!

Suddenly, right in front of Jadis
Edmund Pevensie appeared!
Then he started undressing!
“Hay Jadis, hows things…”
The White Witchs Swordsmanship-ing screeched to a halt.
“Its hot in this stadium in front of all these people isn’t it?”
Edmund Pevensie took his top off. He was wearing tight leather pants too.
Jadis stopped completely, noticeably sweating and swaying back and forward.
“Hay hot stuff” said Edmund Pevensie gyrating on the spot.
Jadis fainted.

With that, Peter Pevensie calmly overtook the unconscious Jadis.
“Wow! that worked great” said Lucy Pevensie
“Indeed, I knew Jadiss one weakness was man candy”
“That’s right….I cant resist them….they make me all wibbly wobbly inside” said The White Witch getting up but still dazed.

It was too late though Peter Pevensie had just passed the finishing line, winning the Swordsmanship-ing contest!

The crowd went wild, Peter took a bow.
Susan Pevensie And Edmund Pevensie danced around Peter cheering.

“The The Deeper Magic is safe now! ” said Peter the Magnificent.
“Till next year at least…..that’s the next time this yearly contest is!”

-The End


24 : Nightmare on CTU

Fan Fiction about the TV Series, 24.
by DizBunny

The following takes place between 3:00 and 4 pm.

Jack kicked the terrorist hard, shattering his appendix and spewing blood and guts all over the floor. They made a gross plop sound as they hit the concrete.

“You mother-in-law-of-a-bitch I’m going to make you eat my phaser.”

Bauer smashed his blade hard down on the terrorists cutting his ear off. Blood, red blood shot out, splashing everywhere.You could see dripping veins hanging down and broken bones on the floor.

The terrorists screamed in agony and then lunged at Jack Bauer.

The terrorists ripped Bauer’s head off in one move, sending it spinning across the floor. 

Bauer’s body slumped down, spraying blood everywhere.

Suddenly, Jack woke up.

“Did you have another bad dream, my love?”, said Chloe.

“You know, i think the terrorists are back, I can feel it in my groin”.

“Oh no, not again.”

“I must go, i must journey alone to defeat him once and for all!”

With that, Jack marched off.

(not forgetting to take his vital tree with them)

A/N I got bored of writing the fanfic as it was so I decided to change things around. I hope u guys like it!!

She was as of yet the most beautiful thingy in the whole of America, Jack Bauer believed her to be. As she faigjt the great villianness the terrorists, her hair bobbed up and down consistently like a rubber duck in a bathtub. She swiped at the the terrorists and was more than anything Jack had seen before. Her beautiful feisty pressure shocked the terrorists’s henchmen into copulating before her.

Loreley, take my sword! said Jack Bauer, and give it to the greatness before us. She will need our legendary sword in order to defeat the great uber-the terrorists

And lo! Loreley did so and the magnificent great mysterious woman took the sword and stabbed the terrorists.

He was defeated. But was the terrorists? Because as Bauer ran towards the mysterious strange beauty of his dreams and was about to share the greatest kiss he had ever given to someone in the history of mankind, the terrorists rose up and fled!

And this is where the story ends…

It has come… to my attention… that some readers… don’t like my art. They say that it’s…it’s all anti-semetic (sxuz me, but what?) and racist. That hurts me a lot. Really… a lot.

Do u know how long it takes me to write my stories? Do u think I like it being stuck at home with nothing to do but writing my soul into my art? My favorite show just ended and I was on team Jacob!

Writing is the only thing that makes me happy, but if that isn’t good enough for u people, then I’m going to call it quits!

Yes, that’s right! I won’t finish this story! You forced me into this 😦 HAPPY NOW?!!!!

I want to thank PrettySnape78 and Tinkersnuggles for beta reading, but I… I… I… just can’t take it anymore.

So long internet. I WON”T MISS U!!

This is just a picture of Elisha Cuthbert that I added to this because I think she’s really pretty.

Inside Out: Joy vs. Jangles

Inside Out Fan Fiction
by DizBunny

The following story is a sequel to Forbidden Passions of Anger, which is a story that I posted in one of the Pixar fan forums. I can’t remember which one, but when I do I will post the link.

You might be able to understand this fic without reading what one first, but you wont get all the references and layered subtext I put in. If you don’t read the earlier stuff, take that into account when reviewing, that what seems to be mistakes might be me being deep.

This is the story of one loan heroes struggle to overcome to the forces of evil. This hotness’s name: Joy!!!”

On a cold September, after my great adventures, I was wondering what to do that week. I had picked up my life from where I left it and wanted to make something from it. Then all the sudden a strange woman appeared on my doorstep. She was hidden beneath a long cloak and had long brown nails on her fingers. Her dirty hair fluished down from beneath the cloak and she had glowing eyes!

“You are not who you think you are!” said the strange woman.

“What do you mean?” I said.

“You are not who you think you are,” she said again with a mysterious crackling voice like a bad radio transmission.

“I still don’t understand you?” I said.

“Here, take this,” she said and gave I an Buddy Christ.

“Take this and give it to your parents or guardian, they will know what to do with it! But first, eat this sandwich.”

She handed me a ham and cheese sandwich and with that she disappeared before my eyes!

I was confused but thought that I had to do something. But rather than going to my parents or guardian, I decided to show it to Fear.

“Oh no,” said Fear, “you must forget about this!”

“Why?” I enquired, “what do you know?!”

“I… I can’t tell you. My dear Joy, I didn’t think it would be this soon!”

“What?!” I yelled, “are you keeping things away from me?!”

“It’s …. it’s for your own good! You cannot know this!” said Fear and before I could do anything, Fear had escaped my grasp.

“No! Dammit! When will I ever know the truth?!”

I was feeling depressed. One of my best friends abandoned and betrayed me. It hurt. So I wanted to find Disgust. After their adventure, I and Disgust had been spending a lot of time together. I kind of started to like her and after I had only recently discovered that I was bisexual, Disgust seemed like the perfect girl to be around with!.

So I went to Disgust and told the whole story. She listened to me without saying a single word.

Then she said: “WTF, this is sooo big”

And I said: I know! Do you know a way to find out what is happening? Why is everyone hiding things from me?!”

Disgust sighed and said: “You have always been special, I and not just to me.”

“How do you know that?”

Disgust looked at the hand mirror that I had received and said: “it kind of looks like the Prime memories, doesn’t it?”

“could be…but it might not be…but, yeah,certainly it might be”

“Whatever it is, I can recognise it quite well. And I think,” Disgust said, “that perhaps the mysterious woman wanted you to find something inside of you.

“Inside? Like my heart?”

“No, don’t be silly, like a mamory. Think about it, if your parents lied to you and now Fear doesn’t want to talk to you about your background, perhaps there is a hidden memory in your head!”

Disgust’s logic was flawless. So I had to try it!

So I concentrated on the object. immeditately I felt drawn into it. It stated ouit as a vague, fuzzy thing like when you wear glasses and there is a lot of moisture in the air and you see a cock on the horizon.

But then it turned out that there was a secret memory, hidden beneath the vail layer of self-loving in my head.

And within that memory, a burning figure appeared. It was Jangles! In hell…

I was confused. I didn’t think that memory would be in there, and yet it was there, burning like the heart of a newborn star and the centre of the earth.

I was as of yet the most beautifyl thingy in the whole of California, Joy believed me to be. As I faigjt the great villianness Jangles, my hair bobbed up and down consistantly like a rubber duck in a bathtub. I swipped at the Jangles and was more than anything Joy had seen before. My beatiful feistful pressure shocked Jangles’s henchmen into copulating before me.

Serenity, take my sword! said Joy, and give it to the greatness before us. She will need our legendary sword in order to defeat the great uber-Jangles”

And lo! Serenity did so and the maginificent great mysterious woman that was me took the sword and I stabbed Jangles.

He was defeated. But was Jangles? Because as Joy ran towards me (I was the mysterious strange beauty of her draems) and was about to share the greatest kiss she had ever given to someomne in the history of mankind, Jangles rose up and fled!

So we defeated Jangles the clown and everyone was satisfied!

Jangles the clown: what do you mean, it’s not over yet?! I’m invincible!

Me (Serenity): No No, back into your coffin!

Jangles: Grrrr. You will never get me in my box. I am too large and too sexy!

Author: Ohh no, it looks like the characters still want a story!

Me: of course we do! Or cake. I love cake!

Jangles: Well I’m gonna steal your cake!

Me: Noooo! Whats going to be my dinner now!?

Jangles: mhuahahaha, life isn’t worht living without caaaaaaaaake, so just die already will you?!

Me: OK, Ur right, life isn’t worth living without the awesomeness of cake. Farewell bitter world of cakelessness!

Anger: chotto mate-ah!

Jangles the clown: huh ;^_^;

Disgust: domo desu-ka @_@?

Me: Caaaaaake, need cake. Like brains, but cake!

Anger: well, I want you, how about that?

Anger winked at me, but I wasn’t into men .

But Disgust was all hot ‘n that, I thought. So

I Left the and looked for a nice bed to crawl into together and maybe more Me: Oh definitely more, I’m going to rip your clothes off and rub my cock curator and your lovebox until we achieve perfect femlovin’!

Author: well, looks like they’ll be busy for a little while. Cake?.

Jangles: Nooo the cake is a lie. Gimme it!

The end


I hope you liked my fan fiction about Inside Out. In case you’ve never seen the movie or forgotten about the characters, take a look at the trailer here:


Harry Potter and the 1/16th Blood General

Harry Potter Fan Fiction
by DizBunny

Who doesn’t love Harry Potter? I have read all the books, seen all the films (several times) and even played a bit of Pottermore. Following up on my fan fiction about Lord of the Rings, another fantasy epic, here is my latest story, Harry Potter and the 1/16th Blood General.

You know you’re going to love it…

Hermione felt really depressed one day. She had just found out that she was adopted. Her real parents turned out to be nobles from Europe. They had a upper class tower and were mighty rich! But she had none of that richness around. It made her feel pretty bad about herself so she listened to some good music.

But long she did not have to be depressed as Harry came in and kissed her in her special place (they had fallen in love at the end of the story see). And he said: “I love you so much, it hurts. But fortunately I like pain, as I am into that stuff. But I know you are hurt now and not in the sexy way. What is wrong with you? If you feel bad then I feel bad. But not in the sexy way.”

So the witch told him the whole story. He was shocked to hear this and said “I’m really shocked to hear this! Your parents are monsters!”

“Which ones?”

“All four of them, I don’t like them. As much as I don’t like Luna!”

And that was a lot because Hermione knew that the bespectacled boy hated Luna because she was unbelievably stupid and fat.

But the Brunette took out a letter, “This had just arrived,” said Harry.

Hermione opened the envelope and inside was an invitation:

“Most Esteemed the witch said the message”

“You are cordially invited to the royal ball of your parents. Your real parents, miss.”

“We hope to see you soon. Most esteemly yours, Dutchess!”

Oh my, said Hermione this is rad!. But the gryffindor was a little sceptic: “Maybe it’s a trick.”

“Why?” said Hermione

“Because there are…. rumours. Of Voldemort still being around!”

“Surely he could not come all the way to Europe!?” said Hermione Granger confidently because she didn’t think that Voldemort could travel that far.

“Hurm,” said Harry contagiously, “we just have to be careful.”

“Hold on,” exlciamed the smartest witch of her year, with a twinkle forming in her eye, “there is something else in the invitation!”

“Princess Hermione, hereby we also bestow upon you the keys to the cage of a flying unicorn your parents have provided you with. Also, whenever you hold this key in your hand, your powers are increased”

Hermione was really happy with that but also felt a little bad for Harry. After they had a reaction ship, the green eyed boy had taught her his Magic and she picked it up really well! She was now even better at Harry at the Magic!

So they went and picked up the flying unicorn. It was really quick and agile and flew around them like it really enjoyed itself! It took a moment but with enough training and perversion, Hermione trained it to her will! Now they could go and visit their parents!

But little did they know that the invitation was not from the bushy haired girl’s european noble parents, but from the strange witch instead! And she had teamed up with Riddle!


Meanwhile Raven was sorted into Slitherin.

Arriving at the mysterious shack, Harry found that there was an item laying on the table in the shack. Around the shack was a mysterious circle drawn in sand or perhaps salt.

“Be careful” said Ron who as usually was cowardly squatting behind Harry Potter. The seeker carefully maneuvered into the shack and on his tiptoes and scuttled forward. The floorboards beneath his feet croaked and Harry could hear a loud hummer coming from the table. There the Horcrux laid. Right there for his taking.

But the gryffindor was clever. The gryffindor knew it was a trap!

So Potter said to Ron, “Why don’t you take it, it looks safe.”

And the freckled boy was like “Oh, well, if you’re sure, I will!”

Harry slowly paced backwards and let him to do the taking. The chosen one knew that if it was a trap, Weasley would be triggering it. And then Voldemort would get him, but not him. Potter knew Ron wouldn’t mind sacrificing himself for him. He always said that.

But fortunately when the blue eyed boy grabbed the Horcrux, nothing happened. Except they were cowardly attacked by security guard’s!

They hoped into the shack and fired shurikons at them, but they managed the dodge them quite well (by hiding behind eachother).

They then sneaked away by using the furniture and table as cover for them.
But now with the Horcrux in their hands, they could take the dark wizard straight on!

Meanwhile Raven was sorted into Slitherin.

Harry followed the screaming till he reached his brother, who was being tortured.

“Harry! Over here! quick! help me! It hurts”

“And not in the good way :(”

Then the chosen one saw the final boss, who had been torturing his brother.

Harry shot bullets from his pulse pistol really fast and the bullets went WAM! and hit Voldemort in the eyes and then he couldn’t see.

“I will never make love to you again,” lied Harry “We were such good lovers!”

Harry said “Eat This!” and punched Voldemort in the eye and the Voldemort went to his knees.

Harry said “He is dead now, you is safe.”

“Thank you!”

“Glade I could help, brother”

“But you should come earlier next time!” and they laughed.