#queenami

What kind of problem, Nanami? 🤔

"Between Worlds" posters are here. Special thanks to pete.washere on Instagram for helping me create this! 💯

Nanami never thought he'd see the day where he'd become a father... with HER baby. There's a thin line between their worlds, and they cut the cord. He's still a jujutsu sorcerer, and she's still a vampire. But can they protect their daughter... together?

We're fighters, and we fight together.

Queenie x Nanami

"I thought we were enemies"

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"Why do you want me? I'm the monster that everyone sees, the exorcist destined to—"

"I don't care who you are." Kento interrupted, having a tighter grip on her hand. "Despite everything, you're still a woman, you have human emotions." He leaned in closer, his taller height making her feel so much smaller.

"You deserve to be treated equally as a human."

Queenie fought back tears, her bottom lip trembling even if she tried hard to hide it. Her icy blue gaze was locked on him, his sharp features masked his own emotions, giving him that same stoic expression even as his heart screamed otherwise. "Kento... I—" "You deserved to be loved, Queenie." Kento straightened up and used his free hand to tenderly grip her chin. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, her vision blurred now. "...Just like anyone else in this world, you deserve to be happy."

There was a knot in Queenie's throat, preventing her from being able to speak properly, and when she tried her words were slow, broken. "But they said... they think I'm a—"

"Fuck what they said" Kento's words cut through hers sharply now, not meant to further hurt, but to make a point. "They don't matter anymore, do they? Only us, our daughter..." His own eyes stung with tears, "...are the only ones that matter right now." He continued swallowing to ensure he stood stable, but he couldn't fight back the pain, his body aching with both irritation for the people that ever called her a monster, and sympathy for Queenie—for being turned into this monster while being completely innocent.

He maintained his grip on her chin, his body was still straight but he kept his gaze locked down on her. "Do you understand now?" Queenie blinked, tears rolling down her dark cheeks. "I do, but you didn't answer my question."

"Why do I want you?"

"Yes."

Kento tilts his head slightly and a ghost of a smile tugged his lips, but he didn't break his gaze from her—not one bit. "You challenged me to open up my heart. Not like other women..." He paused, moving his hand up to cup her cheek now, wiping her tears with his thumb with tenderness that others would find absurd coming from him. "You forced me to break my shell, you showed me what love really is." He continued caressing her cheek, seemingly getting closer to her face by the minute. "Love isn't just going on dates or sharing hobbies."

"Love is... sacrifice."

A single tear, just one, slid silently down his cheek, tracing the angles of his face and all the way down to his chin. He didn't move to wipe it away, his voice lowered to a mere whisper, "I know you truly love me because you made a sacrifice. That's big, Queenie. Bigger than you think." He glanced briefly at the Fujiwara pendant she wore on her chest—the bond between them, the promise they both made to keep their daughter safe.

Queenie's lips finally twitched into a genuine smile, after all her centuries of living, of being an exorcist, exorcising her own kind, here standing with him—she was genuinely... happy. Genuinely at ease. Her eyes still glistened, but only with undeniable hope and clarity. "Anything else you find amusing about me?" She finally managed, her British accent more pronounced with her gathering emotions. Kento chuckled, a breathy rumble from his throat that touched her lips. They were inches apart now—atoms from a peck. "You're beautiful, sexy, fearless, powerful, and you have a huge heart." He said, unwavering. "Those eyes of yours speak to me." "Do they now?" Queenie's smile turned into a wicked smirk, showing a glimpse of her small sharp canines.

"I've memorized every single detail about you." "With those gorgeous eyes? I believe it."

Queenie laughed, low and throaty. Those blue orbs sparkled and glowed—giving them a eerie but ethereal look. "I usually don't fall in love, I never believed in such a thing. But..." she paused, her gaze drifting away, now focused on behind him in the distance. "But?" He pressed, his hand didn't leave her cheek, smoothing her skin with his thumb, the remnants of tears. Her gaze turned back to him, "But even monsters like me can fall."

"You're not a monster."

"So what am I?"

A short pause... neither moved for a heartbeat.

"Mine, forever."

Then, their lips met in a blazing kiss, a kiss that spoke louder than any word, any protest. His hand grips tighter on her cheek, his other hand joining to fully cup her face. Her hands reached to wrap around his neck, pulling him in closer, deeper.

They thought they were destined to kill each other. Destined to break each other until nothing was left. But the only thing that broke, was the carefully crafted barrier between their worlds.

And it brought them together.

Super quick Queenami doodle!! OM NOM NOM 🍪

Queenie: Tasty~

Why is this lowk the perfect audio for them? 😭

Hey guys! I started a mini scrapbook and I've been making pages like these. It's so much fun! What characters do you recommend?