Star🪭

More parts will be available soon.

Yo why does my Gojo look so fucking majestic?? 😭💎 he's so pretty...

(also sorry for being away for so long, I was sick!) Any art projects I have been working on will be posted soon! I haven't forgotten.

The last poll was a huge success! Let's see what's next on the list.

Queenami = Queenie x Nanami

Queenojo = Queenie x Gojo

🩵QUEENOJO🩵

You asked, I delivered! Thank you to everyone who voted on the poll! I will definitely be featuring Queenie and Gojo more on my blog. 🫶🏽

"The strongest sorcerer and the strongest vampire? We're perfect!"

"Perfect is an overstatement..."

"But we're still the hottest people here"

"But you still lost my hat"

The Sweet Killer wiki was unexpectedly removed, so I’m currently trying to contact support and recover everything. 😭💔

I’m really upset since I spent months if not YEARS building lore pages for Queenie, Zia and the Sweet Killer universe, but I’m hoping the situation can still be resolved. BUT thank you to everyone supporting the project, the art, and the characters. 🫶🏽

🖤🩷PEACHNIE 🩷🖤

Guyss!! My Princess Peach and Queenie have been together since they became friends on Tomodachi Life! So I had to draw this. 🥰

I am yours to command, my Queen.

❤️

A dance with the Queen of Exorcists

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"I'm surprised"

"Why?"

"You're allowing this"

Nanami paused but didn't stop dancing with Queenie, his grip on her waist seemed to have tightened slightly.

"We fight for a living"

"And?" Queenie's brow raised.

"Let's allow this dance..."

Nanami spun Queenie and dipped her.

"We earned it"

Queenie blinked up at him, and her mouth twitched upwards into a smile.

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We're fighters, and we fight together.

DID YOU WANT TO TALK!?

Yes, absolutely.

Tomodachi Life!!!!

I wanna say this is done but it definitely has room for improvement. ANYWAY.

Queenami fighting poster! YEYEYEYEYE 🥰

"The Confession"

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Midday, 1:30 PM. Queenie had a mission with Nanami, and they had visited the bakery afterwards for a drink. The bakery that Zia worked in, it was mostly always quiet. Once the bell rang from below the door, Zia turned without looking at first: "Welcome to—"

Then she paused. "Oh brother... if it isn't my psychopath sister." Zia groaned, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. Her coworker Hiro emerged from the back and looked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously and waving shyly with the other hand. "H-Hello! Welcome to Nekomo Café!~"

Queenie nods respectfully at him, Nanami bows deeply without a word. "Zia" Queenie says, stepping closer.

"I'm not serving you. I'll serve this... robot friend of yours." Zia says, gesturing toward Nanami. Nanami's expression didn't change, Queenie tilts her head and crossed her arms. "Robot you say?" Queenie repeated, slightly amused. Zia scoffed dramatically and rolled her eyes again, "What do you want?"

Nanami spoke first.

"I'll take a coffee. Two sugars." He said, his hand raising to adjust his glasses subtly. Zia raised an eyebrow. "Oh, he talks," she says sarcastically. Queenie let out a breath that sounded close to a laugh. "I'll have tea."

"Of course, your majesty." Zia replied, turning to Hiro, who didn't know where to position himself. He was slightly embarrassed. "Prepare the coffee beans, please. If you don't, Queenie might zap us." She said, leaning closer to him in a whispering voice. "I will not" Queenie replied automatically, her brows furrowed. Hiro laughed nervously, "Haha, yeah! Anything for the queen!" He quickly vanished to prepare the coffee while Zia prepared the tea. "So, you and the robot doing well with fighting those things?" She asked without looking at them, focusing on the tea machine.

Queenie nods, "Yes, everything is well so far."

Nanami adds, "Nothing extreme."

"Extreme," Zia repeats, a laugh escaping her. "When is anything around here not extreme?"

"It's not," Nanami says, "Because we prevent it"

Queenie nods to this, shifting so she was slightly closer to him. Zia notices, stirring the tea cup slowly and narrowed her eyes at her. "Right... and you so happen to be apart of every mission that he's been involved in." She says, her eyes never leaving Queenie. Queenie blinks, her eyes not visible through her shades but she looked slightly annoyed. "It's important I also take charge of the situation." She said, Zia slides the cup of tea towards her on the counter. "Mhm... but you do it by choice, not because you necessarily need to." Zia objected, leaning slightly closer towards them. Hiro came back shortly with Nanami's coffee, handing to him slowly. "Enjoy!" He exclaimed. "Thank you." Nanami simply nods with no change in his expression.

"I... feel it's necessary to do these missions with him because—" Queenie began and then stopped, trying to find the right words, carefully...

"Because?" Zia pressed, leaning further in. Hiro looked between them silently. Queenie's jaw tightened a little. "Because the types of monsters we encounter aren't normal and require excess power." Queenie finally says, her gaze never leaving Zia's. The cafe fell silent for a moment. After a while Zia straightened up and crossed her arms with a slight smirk on her face. She looked at Nanami. "Hey, what's your name again?"

"Nanami," he replied dryly.

"Okay, Nanami. Do you believe anything she just said?" Zia asked, curiously. Nanami blinked. "Yes" he simply said.

Zia studied him for a while, eyes narrowed. Both him and Queenie stood still. Nanami took a measured sip of his coffee, and Queenie followed, her sip much slower. She was glancing sideways at him. He noticed, of course he did. He just didn't say anything. "Hey Nanami," Zia said, looking directly at him now, arms still crossed but now causally. Nanami looked at her but didn't respond.

Zia leaned forward, her hand coming up to cover her mouth from the side, lowering her voice but Queenie could still hear her.

"She likes you"

The cafe froze, actually froze. Hiro's jaw dropped. Queenie's body was still. Her body warmer than usual, her face hot now. Her fist clenched, her lips twitched but not into a smile. Her gaze stood ahead, not looking at Zia directly but almost dazed out. Her heart was racing, pounding.

Nanami was completely unbothered. He simply took another sip of coffee and set the cup down gently. "I see," he says in a quieter tone. Zia grins without showing teeth. Nanami turned slightly toward Queenie. "We have some reports to make based on what we encountered. We should get going," he said, as if nothing even happened.

Queenie unfroze for a moment, her eyes locked on him now but she didn't move her head or her body. "Right..." she says so quietly that it almost sounded intelligible. Nanami was already moving, turning towards the door but pausing to look at her longer than he should. Once he left, waiting just outside, Queenie turned her gaze to Zia who was still standing there with a smug expression. "Are you proud of yourself?" Queenie asks her, with no real bite to it but still obviously annoyed.

"Yes, I am" Zia boasts, a hand pressed against her chest proudly.

"I will choke you,"

"You won't."

"I will."

Queenie turns finally and walks away, slower than usual. "Love you too, sis!" Zia calls out just before she left. Hiro gulps audibly. "Well... that was interesting," he said, pulling at his collar, letting out a breath that he didn't realize he was holding in. "It was, wasn't it? Hahaha" Zia chuckled.

Outside, Queenie fell to step with Nanami as they walked further from the cafe. They were both silent. "Is it true?" Nanami asked, breaking the silence. Queenie stopped completely, gulping down but barely noticeable. He noticed.

Her eyes slightly widened, blushing but hiding it. Nanami also stopped, a few steps from her, he turned slightly, almost waiting for her response. Queenie's glossy dark lips parted slightly, for the first time, she was actually... nervous. Her chest heaved, heart still pounding. She clutched her fists tightly beside her, clutching the fabric of her gown. Nanami spoke again, "You can be honest with me, Queenie"

Queenie was fighting for her life at just the sound of his voice. She took a step back, her heels clicking. "I—" she started but didn't finish. Nanami finally turned to fully face her. Waiting patiently. Still with his normal composure, but there was a hint of curiosity in his gaze.

Queenie took a long deep breath. Inhale, exhale. Her head down slightly, she didn't trust herself to look at him while confessing.

"I do"

Those two words changed everything. At first Nanami didn't say anything, he didn't react outwardly, but inside, he felt something like butterflies.

"I see..." he says, coming out as a whisper but she heard it clearly.

"I-I didn't want to tell you anything because our relationship is strictly professional," she says, her words almost shaky but still quite calm. Nanami took one step closer, a slight pause. "My feelings are mutual," he admits, something that spilled out of him, something he never said to anyone else.

Queenie gasps softly, finally looking up at him, her eyes widening even behind her shades. For a moment she froze again, but then swallowed harder and removed her shades so now he could see her bright blue eyes. "What?" She whispered. She couldn't believe it. Nanami wasn't one to repeat himself, but Queenie didn't need him to repeat it. She understood. Her breathing was slightly harder now.

They just stood there, eyes locked on each other, stepping closer until they could feel each other's heat. They didn't do anything, just looked at each other.

The only time Queenie actually folded, is when she was with Nanami. 😝

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Thank you yet again Sora for this magnificent Queenie fanart! Much love! 🩷

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⚠️TW!⚠️

Dear Queenie,

I made you about 7 years ago. You were everything to me, you still are. But sometimes I feel like putting you on public space was a bad idea. Not because you weren't ready, but because I felt you didn't belong. Growing up I've always been the black sheep everywhere I was whether it was at school or my own family. I never felt like I belonged anywhere.

2020—That's when you came in, and creating you was a pain in the ass, mostly because I didn't want to end up creating another character that would fail. But little did I know, I created something that would actually last. Drawing after drawing, sketch after sketch, you grew in me, and throughout the years I spent most of my time refining, defining and developing to make you feel real. (Not literally of course), but emotionally.

Once I found a consistent design for you, I stuck with it. That's when I knew off the top that you will be my biggest creation—not something that will die off, but something that will grow as I grow. That's exactly what happened. I didn't stop creating, even during times I felt the worst, when I felt like giving up on everything. Those times I was depressed and frustrated, dealing with school problems and bullying. It was taking a huge toll on me, my mental health. I prayed to God every day that I'd find peace again, and it so happens that I found peace... in you.

To this day I am so honored that I created you, because no other character I made stuck with me the way you did. It took a lot of effort to convince myself that this project was worth continuing, and I took that into consideration. Yet, present day, and now you are being seen by thousands of people. Publicly...

The thought of putting you out there scared me a lot back then, to me it was almost like making a sacrifice. Because sometimes when you throw something in the public's eye, it will disappear from your grip and everyone is now free to shape it in their own way. I didn't mind that, not really. What scared me the most is you not being recognized for who you are. I hate to say that I already expected this to fall.

The amount of weight I carry with having you online is outrageous, and I never carried that weight before when you were private, but I suppose that's the cost of sharing characters publicly. Now, here we are, in a loop of regret and shame. A situation I put myself in. Now I'm suffering. As the days passed and numbers were rising and falling, it made me think the worst. That's just how I've always been, I will predict the worst possible outcome. That's when I knew...

You don't belong here.

The internet can be good, it can be bad. But most importantly, it is unpredictable. One day you'll have a nice comment, the next you'll have someone calling you out for something they didn't like. That's hard to deal with, for me and for you. It makes me wonder... did I make that mistake? Is it better to hide you the way I did back then? I can't answer that, and I'm ashamed to say that I probably won't ever be able to answer that. Because I don't know...

I feel like I failed myself on a certain level, because I feel like I was pushing myself too hard. I feel like I was doing you a favor by putting you out there to breathe, but maybe that wasn't the best decision. This is still all very new to me, the posting, the engagement, everything. I never did this before. I gave myself a chance, and I screwed it.

The bigger question is, will I continue posting you publicly? Another question I probably don't have the answer to...

But if I were to answer without a thought, yes.

Not to necessarily satisfy anyone, but because erasing you from the internet after already being exposed would be detrimental on my part. I couldn't do that to you, to myself. I go through a lot already, I don't need more and more pressure. And a character like you deserves to be seen, you don't deserve to be a nobody like me.

P.S. Some things just aren't meant to be seen... and that's okay.

Much love, Star ⭐️

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As far as Queenami, we'll see how far that goes. I won't be posting a lot of that... I'm simply taking a break from being the only person making content for it. But overall, I'm very tired. And I'm certainly not the only one who goes through this. Artists, writers, creators alike. We all go through this at some point. The guilt, the fear, the pain, the grief of having to let go of something that means the world to you. This type of pain is real.

I'm taking a break, some time to think, some time to rest and reset my mind. As someone who suffers from mild depression and anxiety, it's extremely important I do this... for myself.

For Queenie.

My account/blog will still be open just less active. I hope everyone understands, and I will post only when I feel it's necessary.

Before I end this thread I want to give a very special thanks to those of you who actually support Queenie McLean/Queenami and any of my other characters. You don't understand how hard it is to do all this alone, and your support is highly appreciated. Even if it's just a tiny fraction of you guys, you still kept me motivated to continue this project. Thank you. ❤️

Until next time my friends! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Bonus! A dive into Queenie's history:

2020-2023 ⬇️