#love corner

Monsters in the dark

Chapter 1: star crossed

Summary: after day 2 of the game you’re stuck with two obsessed clowns trailing behind you like dogs. They both want you badly to the point they would try killing others or each other just for praise

You woke up feeling a bit dizzy and lightheaded, yet again you had fell asleep with the tv as some kind of white noise to drown the thoughts of what was happening the last few days out. Your bed sheets still smelled of where Pierrot had laid on your chest before dragging you back to that freak show (ha ha get it?) taking a deep breath in of the covers of your blanket filled you with an unrecognizable feeling of warmth throughout your body like a warm hug or the feeling of protection. As much as you felt safer around Pierrot compared to the other people at the circus you were still a little skeptical around him not knowing if you could fully trust him yet, it felt that way with a lot of people recently with Carol mysteriously disappearing and somehow you thought you saw her dressed up at the circus? Nothing was making sense it was not wonder you trusted nothing not even yourself.

It was still early in the morning and you figured you might as well get up and get ready for work. You swung your legs over your bed as your feet found their way into your comfy pink bunny slippers. Not even a ray of sunshine casted a glow through your balcony door just from early it still was. You groaned not so silently regretting not going back to bed, you felt so tired and eepy. You were so tired that you didn’t even notice the glass door sliding open, eventually you felt a slight draft from the cold breeze.

“Awe…you getting all dolled up?” A familiar raspy voice woke you up fully. Your head snapped towards the figure now standing in your room closing the sliding door with one hand. Instead of a comforting red it was that poisonous green, an annoying green that liked pestering and being overly flirty with you.

You sighed a little more dramatically than you wanted but you wanted to give him a sign you weren’t in mood. He smirked and chuckled before making himself comfy in your bed. You turned away to continue doing your skin care. He kept chuckling as you went on with different products to keep your nice clear skin up to date.

“What’s so funny Quin?” You fed into his little game, into his little routine that he started by swinging by your place every now and then at random times.

“Oh nothing…just you using that snail goo to coat your face is so…interesting to me.” Harlequin made fun of you like he always did. You scoffed as he laughed louder before it died down and he patted at your bed.

“It’s still early. Come back to bed doll.” He seemed a bit more serious in his tone like that was the real him shining through. You turned once more in your chair to face him, god did it infuriate you when he just made himself at home without even asking, plus he was still in his costume that he worked in getting your bed all dirty also he had his shoes on! How rude!

“Fine…I’ll come back to bed just let me finish, also take off your shoe idiot!” Well it didn’t take much convincing to get you back to bed since you were exhausted as fuck. After finishing your skin care you crawled back to bed, your body gave out once the feeling of the soft fabric. A sigh of relief escaped your mouth, you cuddled up against him, he wrapped one arm around your waist, he thought he was so cool doing that like bud you are not nonchalant. Harlequin relaxed against your bed as well he never stayed for long but when he could he make sure he got everything he wanted out of it. He smelt you sheets and suddenly his demeanour changed.

“These reek of that stupid Pierrot! Ugh, I’ll have to leave my scent on these instead.” He groaned, his grip tightened on you but before you could even protest you feel right back to sleep. At this point you couldn’t care less whatever happens it’s just whatever, if these guys decided to sleep or rest in your bed whatever, if they followed you to your job whatever and if they fought over you it was just whatever. Everything was going to work out hopefully.

Thank you for reading the first chapter of this new fic of mine! You know your gurl Kura’s got you covered for more delicious fics. I decided to do my two favourite clowns! Remember if you want to see more smaller fandoms I have all the fandoms I’ll write about in my self intro it’s on my master list that is pinned so I you wanna request anything I got you.

Let me say it clearly: it’s not homophobia or bigotry. I’m queer. I value queer stories. That's not the issue. The issue is how far people are stretching the text until it stops being interpretation and turns into pure canon distortion. Scenes that are deliberately written and directed as platonic are being reframed as romantic (which is also fine) but then treated like objective truth (which is not). Ship it if you want — that’s what fandom is for — but forcing everyone else to accept that reading is unnecessary.

And honestly, media literacy feels extinct. The basics of narrative structure, character intent and thematic consistency are being discarded in favor of whatever headcanon feels emotionally satisfying. Subtext is not a blank check to rewrite the story.

Expecting the writers to suddenly make Mike realize he’s queer, process that, accept it and then enter a relationship with Will — all in four episodes that are primarily plot-driven — is not just unrealistic, it’s narratively impossible. The show is wrapping up a massive sci-fi arc and years of character development. There is no room to shove in a sudden romantic rewrite without breaking the entire foundation. And if they were to show a time skip, it would utterly destroy the character arcs and meaningfulness of the relationship.

Especially when Stranger Things already has some of the better queer representation in mainstream media. Robin is the ideal example. Her journey is grounded, real and patient. She deals with confusion, fear, vulnerability, awkwardness and the uncertainty of liking a girl who might not like girls. Her scenes with Steve are thoughtful, not sensationalized. Her eventual connection with Vickie isn’t treated like a reward, it’s simply a natural progression of her experience. It’s respectful. It resonates. It feels lived in instead of manufactured. And it works well in a show that isn't centered around romance as it's main plot point.

And Will’s unrequited love is meaningful too. It reflects a very real queer experience — loving someone who won’t love you back, and having to live with that quietly. It’s tender and painful and meaningful without needing to be resolved through a sudden romance.

What I still can’t understand is how much Byler discourse sidelines El. She gets treated like an inconvenience instead of a person. Her feelings, her trauma, her emotional growth — all brushed aside. It's ironic to insist on “protecting queer stories” while undermining a girl who has spent her entire life fighting for autonomy. Erasing her doesn’t make anything more progressive, it just shows how easily people discard female characters when they get in the way of their preferred storyline.

Another thing: the way some people analyze every look Mike gives Will or every line he says makes me think a lot of you have never had a best friend so close they feel like an extension of you. Deep emotional connection does not automatically equal romance. Being protective, nostalgic or affectionate toward a friend — especially in a group that has been through literal trauma together — is not proof of hidden love. Not every meaningful relationship is romantic.

The show has spent four seasons building Mike and Eleven’s relationship as a central emotional arc. Throwing all of that out because a segment of the fandom prefers another dynamic isn’t just unrealistic, it ignores how narrative setup works.

And if Byler is the romance you want, fanfiction already gives you thousands of stories where it’s built from the ground up — properly established, earned and coherent. You can enjoy that without demanding canon reshape itself to match.

Advanced Studies in Poor Life Choices 

by 00phelia

Pairing: Hermine Granger x Draco Malfoy Wordcount: 17,638 Rating: Explicit Chapters: 5/?

Tags: Magical University, Slow Burn, Banter, Love Triangles

Summary: It's 2005. Voldermort's long gone, and the world had fallen into an uneasy peace.

So, when Hermione Granger accepts an offer to study at Academia Arcanum Europa – a prestigious wizarding university nestled in the Alps – she expects a new start, far from the chaos of London and the ghosts of the war. Between late-night debates, glowing cocktails in enchanted bars, and the friction of proximity, old rivalries start to blur into something far more complicated. Hermione finds herself torn between it all while navigating friendships, ambition, and the aching weight of who she used to be against who she might become.

Because growing up isn’t just for teenagers – and at 25, even heroes are still figuring out who they are, and who they want to love.

Chapter 1:

Chapter 3:

Ao3 version:

Crack fic.

This chapter is in Cyrus (aka love interest 2s) POV, enjoy!

Chapter 2:

I have 3 Miis, guy 1, guy 2 and an enby person.

Enby person fell over and was helped by guy 2, and so enby fell in love with guy 2.

Then, later in the demo, guy 2 accidentally ran into guy 1 and guy 2 fell in love with him.

And guy 1? Nothing. He’s just chilling.

So we have a love corner that is “I love him” -> “I love him” -> “I wonder what I’m going to have for dinner tonight?”

Rosé Misfortune

↬ m. yanderes x gn. reader

It was an accident. You should never have decided to create that.

With all your desperation to gain mutual feelings, you brewed a love potion. Now, imagine your horror when the wrong person drank that very potion.

An original story introduction post.