Infinityshipping

Infinityshipping

Here we have it the first pic of the Infinityshipping aka Yami/Atem and my OC Afya/Yanara.

I love the whole partner look they have going on :D

I hope that Infinityshipping no one already took it.

Hope you like the pic?

Have a nice day/night! ^^

The Queens Gambit: The Story

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen.

When this piece joins the game of Duel Monsters anything will change.

With two dragon sisters, a magician and her descendant, the queen will take her rightful place.

As it should have been.

8th Millenniums Items

Reborn!Kisara

Reborn!Mana

Queen!OC

QueenReborn!Oc

RedEyesBlackDragon!OC

Pairings:

Atem/Yami YuugiXOC

Yuugi MutoXOC

Seto KaibaXReborn!Kisara

Author Note: Hey and welcome to now the final and real Queens Gambit Story! :D The snippet collection is over and we dive right in into the Plot of YGO! I have to thank my dear friend Light guardine35 from Qoutev and AO3 for it. She offered to help me with the duels and now, the fanfic who is with me since I was a little girl and changed and transformed over the years can go online! I hope you follow along this ride and don’t forget about The Queen’s Gambit: Prequel, I will still write for it too since it’s Afya’s/Yanara’s backstory, but this FanFic takes priority. Again a huge thanks to Light guardine35 for your help and go and check out her own works! I think I can talk for both of us to say, to enjoy this story! And now on to it!

Chapter 1: Happy 15th Birthday!

On the day of her 15th birthday, Sehrazat Faizan woke up like any other school day.

More asleep than awake and with a groan.

She didn’t care that today was also her birthday, it was too earlier!

Why does school start this earlier? That was inhuman!

The dark blue-haired girl put her pillow over her head.

Any minute now Kihana would storm her room and drag her out of bed. She loved her best friend, but these were times when she wished Kihana and her family would live in their own house.

…Yeah, Sehrazat didn’t think that would stop Kihana either.

There!

She heard the familiar boom of her door opening and wanted to cry.

Today was her birthday, even a special one in her family, so why couldn’t she stay at home and sleep?

Fuck, school!

“Rise and shine, your highness!”, sing-songend Kihana. She couldn’t be normal. Who was that happy, at this time?! “Today is your birthday, happy birthday my dear Sehra!”

Aww, at least this was cute.

It stopped being cute when Kihana gripped her blanket and left her in the cold morning air.

Sehrazat hissed like an angry cat and rolled herself into a ball.

Cold, way too cold!

Why were mornings so cold in Domino? How she missed the warm mornings in Lisabon!

Kihanan just tutted at her. The white-haired girl with the bluest eyes Sehrazat had ever seen was merciless. She gripped one of her arms and just let her fall to the floor!

“Hey, what was that for!”, Sehrazat shrieked offended.

The floor was even colder!

Kihana put her hands on her waist.

She was already wearing the Domino High School Uniform, her long white hair perfectly groomed into a ponytail, decent make-up which made her blue eye even more pop and her white porcelain skin glowing healthily.

“That’s the only way to wake you up, Sehrazat and you know it. We do this five times a week.”, reminds her Kihana.

Making a face Sehrazat stood up and has to control herself to make a worse face. She still reached only under Kihana’s breast.

Why was her best friend tall like a supermodel and she was small like a child?

They were now the same age, so unfair!

Only Sadiye, Kihana’s younger sister, was smaller than her! And that was because she really was a ten-year-old child.

Again, so unfair.

Pouting she followed Kihana to the dining room, where both their mom’s already were with little Sadiye eating breakfast.

Even if they all lived in Japan now, they still had a more wester-styled breakfast. With pancakes, cornflakes, bacon, and eggs, you name it.

That didn’t mean none of them had tasted the local cuisine.

For example, Sehrazat loved Ramen like she was Naruto from the same named Manga, but sometimes you needed a bit home.

They were all original from Egpyt, but Rahila, Kihana, and Sadiye’s mom, and her own mother Amira grow up in London, England.

Sehrazat’s Grandmother still lives there, like Kihana and Sadiye’s Grandparents.

Besides Rahila and Kihana, who were white-passing, all of them were black.

Sadiye was the first to note them.

“Happy Birthday, Sehra!”, shouted the ten-year-old, which gripped the attention of the two older women.

Her mother smiled and stood up from her sit. She opened her arms for her.

“Good morning, my little princess, and happy, happy birthday!”

Still tired Sehrazat let herself fall into her mother’s embrace. Ah, nothing to rise her spirits like her mama’s hugs! She was warm and smelled, like always after jasmine and sandalwood. Comforting and homey.

“Happy Birthday, your highness. Now you are finally 15.”, said Rahila to her and Sehrazat felt how her head was patted.

“Thanks aunty Rahila.”

They all sit down at the table and Amira signs wistfully.

“15 years already…I can’t believe time flew so fast. It was like yesterday you wear this tiny and I could pick up you whenever I wanted.”

“She still IS tiny!”, joked Sadiye and grinned at her.

Sehrazat looked at her angrily and bit into her pancake.

Kihana tutted her little sister, who shrugged her shoulders.

Sadly it was true.

Didn’t mean like Sehrazat liked to hear that.

“And you can still pick her up Amira.”, reminded Rahila.

Thanks, aunty!

Sehrazat bit harder into her pancake.

“You know what I mean.”, said Amira and then turned to her daughter. “Don’t forget, today IS a special birthday. Now you will be the Keeper.”

It took Sehrazat any amount of strength to not roll her eyes.

Ah, yes, she became now the Keeper of the mysterious Millennium Fragment which was in possession of her family since the times of the great pharaohs.

She never even saw that thing, because her mother keep it in a little golden box with Hieroglyphs written on it.

But nearly anyone treated it like it was something sacred.

Holy!

The dark blue-haired girl thought personally that it was too much. It was just some jewelry.

Yes, really old jewelry, but jewelry.

There was nothing special about it.

Or let’s say better she didn’t want to believe the stories her mother and grandmother told her.

They were just too crazy!

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEHRA-CHAN!”

Sehrazat and Kihana flinched at the loud shout and the birthday girl couldn’t even look as fast, as Maja, the third in their friend group, launched herself at her and hugged her tight.

The blue-haired girl couldn’t even respond, since Maja’s hug was so strong that it squeezed the air out of her lungs.

“Maja-Chan, let Sehra breath, she is turning blue!”, came Kihana to her rescue.

The brown-haired girl let her go with an ups, but Sehrazat would have nearly fallen on the ground if Kihana and Maja didn’t catch her.

“I’m so sorry, Sehra-Chan!”, whined Maja, while Kihana checked on her.

Sehrazat just made a thumbs-up.

She could feel how nearly everyone in the schoolyard was looking at them.

Like always.

Maja was consistently over the top with her affection, but that’s why she and Kihana loved the other black girl.

The three were a bit infamous in Domino High, the only black girls, even if Kihana was white-passing and Maja half-Japanese, and their morning routine got them even more attention.

After Sehrazat could breathe again, Maja handed her a little gift box.

“Here is your birthday present, my dear Sehra-Chan. I hope you like it!”

“Thanks, Maja, that’s so nice of you.”, told her Sehrazat smiling.

Maja grinnend and rubbed her nose.

Kihana looked at her as she unwrapped her gift. A small gasp left her lips.

“Dark Magician Girl and Magical Hats! I searched for them everywhere, where did you find them?!”, shouted the birthday girl happily.

How long she had wanted these two cards for her deck of Duel Monster? She couldn’t remember and Maja found them and gifted them to her.

“Aww, makes me happy you are so happy! I found them in a cute little card shop named Kame Shop. The old grandpa who owns it was nice and he has a lot of good cards.”, explained Maja, rocking back and forth with her hands behind her back.

“We need to totally visit it!”, decides Sehrazat.

Maja raised a fist in the air and shouted a loud yeah!

“But not today.”, came Kihana, the voice of reason in their group. “You know how important your 15th birthday is Sehra. Our moms expect us back after school, no improvised trips.”

Both Sehrazat and Maja let out a gloomy sound and slouched over. Sadly Kihana was right.

The brunette was the first to gather herself.

“Is this again some of your guys’ weird family tradition? Reminds me of my Obaa-Chan and her demand that we always have Mochi after dinner.”, said Maja.

“Eh, you could say.”, answered Sehrazat.

It was forbidden to tell outsiders about their family affairs, even if Sehrazat didn’t believe one bit and would like to tell Maja, she respected this rule. Also, Kihana was there and would give her a headbutt if she told a thing.

Other than her Kihana believes this shit.

Sehrazat wonders sometimes if she was the weird one in her family or if the others were all the weird ones.

Stupid ancient jewelry and its stupid ancient legend around it.

It was then that the school clock sounded, meaning it was time to get to their classroom.

The three girl pals hocked their arms with each other and followed the long line of their school- and classmates into the building.

The school day was too fast over in Sehrazat eyes. Normally she would be happy, but she threaded what would her await home.

She so doesn’t want to participate in that superstition of her family, yet she didn’t have a choice.

So she had to say goodbye to Maja and follow Kihana home.

Arrived there her mother reminded her that they would go out for dinner today and then the ceremony would take place.

So she had to dress nicely.

Her mother had bought her extra a pretty white dress, with it she should wear her best golden jewelry.

After a shower and dressing up Sehrazat had to let out a sign.

She looked like a modern version of an ancient Egyptian princess…she really hoped no one she knew saw her like this.

Well, at least she wasn’t the only one. Her mother looked like a modern Egyptian queen, while aunty Rahila, Kihana, and Sadiye looked like priestesses.

Besides her little Sadiye whined to her mother that she wanted to wear her favorite red dress, she know the stories too, but she seemed only to half believe them.

Yet Rahila didn’t give her a choice and so not only Sadiye pouted, Sehrazat did it too.

Her mother tutted her and so she tried to smile.

At least they would eat well before the whole weird shit happened.

Since Sehrazat’s favorite food was Pasta, they would eat out in the best Italian restaurant in Domino.

The food, of course, was delicious and as her birthday cake came out, made out of chocolate and vanilla and everyone in the restaurant sang happy birthday to her, the birthday girl forgot for a second what would await her home.

Then it was time for her presents.

From Rahila she got the new CD from her favorite J-Pop Idol Mimi Kawaii! It was even a special edition, with an autograph and an exclusive poster.

From Sadiye she got a self-drawn book, with drawings of her and Sadiye having adventures together. Also, she gifted her a Kuriboh card, which was adorable since Sadiye used her own money to buy it. Everyone cooed at her.

From Kihana, who had a passion for sewing, she got a self-made bag with a large D and M on it for Duel Monster and a new card holder.

From her mama, she got a new dress in her favorite color gold which sparkled like the sun, with fitting shoes and new earrings, and a necklace.

Her granny had sent her money, which her mother gave her.

Sehrazat already know she would buy some new Duel Monsters cards from it.

All in all an awesome birthday.

If it wasn’t for one thing remaining.

“Long ago when the pyramids were still young, the great pharaoh played a game filled with obscure magic. These were the shadow games. But these Shadow Games erupted into a war that threatened to destroy the entire world. Until a brave and powerful pharaoh locked the magic away, imprisoning it within the mystical Millennium Items. His name we don’t know, he is only now as the Nameless Pharaoh.”, told Amira the story Sehrazat had heard 100 times or so.

She had to keep herself from yawing.

This was important.

Oh well, for her mama.

She just wanted to get over it.

They were back home. Currently in their dining room where now the table and chairs were missing and a little altar was placed. On it was a statue of the goddess Isis, lotus blossoms and the famous golden box of her mother.

Rahila with her daughter stood at the side, and beside Sadiye who seemed to wish to be somewhere else, listen to attentive Amira's words.

Amira stood beside the altar and Sehrazat was standing before her.

God, it sounds like they had a cult meeting or something similar. People would call them crazy if they saw them. Thankful the curtains on the window were closed and the room was illuminated by a lot of candles.

“The Nameless Pharaoh had a wife. This wife born our ancestor, the founder of the Faizan family.”, continue Amira. “The great queen gave her daughter a duty that till this day we handle. She gave us the 8th Millenium Item, the Fragment, which belonged only to the queens of Egypt. Sehrazat.”

Oh, dear.

She looked at her mother, who had raised her hands like a prayer, which made this even more sound like a cult meeting, and tried to stay impassive.

Even if she just wanted to go to bed.

“Sehrazat, my dear daughter. For thousands of years, we protect the Millenium Fragment from outer forces who want to use its power for evil. From mother to daughter, when reached the age of 15 the keepsake gets passed down. Now it’s your turn.”

Amira took the golden box in her hands and Sehrazat nearly forgot to hold her hands open, so her mother could place the box in them.

“You will keep it safe till it’s your turn to pass it down to your daughter or when the time will come that its power it’s needed again, then the great queen, our ancestor, told us one day the world would need it again the power of the Millenium Fragment. Fulfill your duty to our family, our bloodline, as all the other daughters before you.”

“I will, mother.”, she responded and stared at the box which was now hers.

So that was it?

Yeah, of course, nothing strange happened.

It was just a box with jewelry.

Nothing more.

At least this ceremony was over now.

Sehrazat was freshly showered and wearing her PJs as she retired to her room for the night. Yawning she closed the door after her.

Well, this birthday was over, she got cool gifts, had an awesome time with her family, eat well and now was the Keeper of a shiny little box.

The Box with the Millenium Item was sitting on her Vanity Mirror where she had it placed before taking her shower.

She frowned at the thing.

Till she had a daughter and she was 15, she had to keep an eye on it. Yeah, she could imagine more fun activities.

Stupid family tradition.

The blue-haired girl bet some of her ancestors got conned with this thing and the story and made anybody believe it to this day.

Well, she surely wouldn’t.

Mumbling to herself about stupid shiny boxes, she sat down on her bed and reached for her deck. She wanted to put the new cards in it and then in the cardholder, Kihana had made for her.

Just…something was bugging her.

She couldn’t explain it. It was something in the deeps of her mind. Something like a whisper.

Something said deep in herself to look at what was in the box.

Frowning she placed her deck on her bedside table and took the shiny box from the Vanity Mirror to her bed. She crossed her arms and sat before it.

“So, now what? Stupid shiny old box, what is so special about you?”, she said to herself.

Meanwhile, a storm was forming with lightning and thunder, and howling wind.

The blue-haired girl took the box in her hand and opened it. There laid this Millennium Fragment.

It was golden, tear-dropped formed with a big eye of Horus staring right into her soul.

She admitted it looked really…ancient.

And the eye was creeping her out.

“So you are the Millenium Fragment, heh?”, was she really talking to jewelry? What had gotten into her? “What is so special about you?”

To demonstrate, herself and anybody else Sehrazat decide to break the rule about not wearing the jewelry.

It was just a story.

She took it out of the box.

It was just a story.

The box was placed on her bed.

It was just a story.

Lighting illuminated its surface and reflected on it ominously.

It was just a story!

Sehrazat took all her courage and put it on.

Her heart beat so fast, that she could feel and hear it. Sweat has broken out on her body, but it was done.

The Millenium Fragment hung now from her throat.

The storm outside got more intensive.

“Heh, that’s it?”, she said with a wobbly voice. “It’s really just-“

The teenager couldn’t even end her sentence as some kind of energy flowed through her being. A golden eye appeared on her forehead and she throws her head back in a silent scream.

If someone saw this he wouldn’t believe his eyes, but the girl seemed to grow taller, her body taking more womanly curves, her hair reaching her bottom and her eyes becoming shaper.

Her mouth closed and she slowly put her head again forward.

She blinked her eyes a few times and raised an elegant eyebrow as she looked around the room.

“Well, this…this is surprising.”, Sehrazat or not said in a melodious sinful voice who belonged to a woman and not a young girl.

She raised her hand to look at it, studying it.

“Really surprising.”

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The Millennium Fragment

I can't believe I'm actually doing it, but since I was a little girl I was a fan of YGO! and I caved finally. This is my own created Millennium Item, the Fragment, only the queen could wear it. This means Atem mother and his wife wore it. Yes in my fanfic I'm working on since years Atem was married and even had children!

I will tell you it's power. The fragment is basically a shield. It creates a barrier of light which protects it's wearer from bodily and mindly harm. For example, if someone attackes the wearer aka. the queen the shield actives automatic and protecs her. But for example Pegasus with his eye can't only not read the mind of the wearer if he activ puts the mind barrier up. This takes some pratics. Since it belongend only to the queens it second power is that it can create a chanel to the puzzel. Wearer of this two items can talk telepathy witch each other and even visit each other spirit chambers. But the chanel only forms if both parties trust each other and let the other in.

What do you mean? Do you like it?

I choose the teardrop form since we all know how the Items were created, it's actually a blooddrop. Nothing more to say.

In the next day's a will upload some characters. The FanFic itself only exist in my mind currently and I change it always. Only a few things are secure. Also I suck at Duel Monster and wouldn't even now how to write an origanel Duel.

The only things I will ever post are probaly going to be snippets. But better then nothing. Like a said since a was a little girl this story is with me and I want to share it finally.

Also I draw this myself in paint, please don't steal the idea and the design.

Have a nice day/night you all!

The Queens Gambit: Snippet Collection

This snippet came pretty randomly to me, but I needed to write it. Hope you enjoy it! :D

Snippet 4: Ancient Egypt

She know her time on this earth was ending.

Yanara felt it in her old and fragile bones.

She should be thankful, that she lived through so much and reached this age.

70 years was not something that anybody reached in their land.

Yet, she wasn’t ready to go.

Why should she go?

In the world of the living, she was closer to her beloved death Atem, than she would be in the afterlife.

Even if it was a strange notion, it was true.

His soul was in the Millennium Puzzle for all eternity banded, he wouldn’t be there in the afterlife with all her other beloved people, her parents, her uncle, her Kisara, Isis, Mahad, and Mana.

Waiting for her.

Welcoming her.

It was the worst feeling.

Tired she rubbed her eyes.

Her second husband and cousin Seto and little, even if she wasn’t this anymore, Samira were the only one left of her family beside her children, grandchildren, and grand-grandchildren.

Yanara was so proud of her family, how she wished Atem had seen them!

But he never would.

It was so unfair.

“Yanara.”, she heard the whisper of her Ka.

Frowning she moved her eyes to the wall where she heard the voice coming from.

The winged Sphinx of Isis, her Ka, was only a shadow silhouette, but she would recognize her in any form.

Beside her…no this couldn’t be true…?

“Oh great Isis, my dearest goddess.”, she whispers roughly.

Indeed beside her Ka was the goddess she had always loved and prayed the most to. The goddess her Ka was bonded to. Making her one of Isis’s children here on earth.

“Are you here to take me to the death tribunal, my goddess?”, she asked sadly. “Has mine time come? I don’t want to leave this world knowing, HIS soul will stay here.”

Isis looked at her with the eyes of a mother who saw their child suffering.

“My dear Yanara, my dearest mortal child, I gave you part of me in form of your Ka, because I knew you would be something special. And indeed you were. You helped to make our beloved Egypt into a greater home for it’s people. You were a good queen and a good mother.”, Isis told her.

Yanara felt how a tear fall down her cheek.

“So you are here for me. It is time for me.”

The goddess came closer to her, the Winged Sphinx of Isis following her.

“Yanara, my child, do you so wish to be with HIM again?”

“More than anything in this world. I never loved someone, as I loved HIM.”, she answered desperately.

She felt how Isis wiped her tears away.

“Then listen to me my dearest mortal child. The evil HE defeated will be back one day. HE will need to face it again. If you really want to, then I will put your soul into your Millennium Item, as the price you will forget anything about yourself till HE will remember too. Do you understand me?”

The old queen nodded rabidly.

Yes, she would do it.

Anything for a second chance.

Anything to see him again.

In whatever form.

“Call for one of your daughters, give her your Millennium Item and make them swerve that they would protect it with their last breath and give this burden then to their daughter, and their daughter, till it is time for you to be again with your Pharaoh!”, demanded Isis from her.

It was not a difficult choice to decide which of her daughters would become the Keeper of her Millennium Fragment.

She called for her little Omorose-Hathor.

The last gift her beloved had giving her.

Who had never known her biological father.

Who was now a grown woman herself, awaiting the birth of her first grandchild.

Omorose-Hathor was like the mirror image of her father, the same beautiful violet eyes stared at her in shock, as she told her daughter what now would be the long-lasting duty of her side of the family.

Yanara knew her daughter would accept it.

That night one of the greatest queens of Egypt died.

She would be remembered as the wife of the Nameless Pharaoh and his successor Pharaoh Seto. The queen with the heart of a warrior and a soul of a goddess, who helped Egypt reach a new height of glory and prosperity.

And for Yanara self?

As she felt how her soul was banned into her Millennium Fragment, losing bits and bits of herself, she only had one last thought.

That she couldn’t wait to see her beloved again.

It was only a matter of time.

Can you tell I love Hamilton? If you don’t know what that is go and hear the songs! This musical is epic!

As you also read I decide to give Yanara/Afya an invented Ka which will be also a Duel Monsters card the Winged Sphinx of Isis. I didn’t find any card that was connected to Isis, or I’m just too stupid, so I made my own.

So do not steal, are we clear?

Also if you want to know the officially shipping name of Yanara/Afya and Atem/Yami it’s Infinityshipping, I just hope nobody else claimed it already. :D

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My Beloved: Nezuko KamadoXReader

You couldn’t say for sure when it started, but you know one thing: you were deeply in love with a demon and not any kind of demon.

It was Nezuko Kamado, the little sister of your fellow demon slayer Tanjiro Kamado.

You meet them both while you were dealing with a nasty demon who had eaten severely freshly married couples.

At first, you were wary of them.

You have been for two years now a demon slayer and Tanjiro was only a few months on the job. Then of course that he had a demon with him, even if he assured you that Nezuko was harmless and wouldn’t eat any human.

You didn’t think you needed their help.

Oh boy, were you wrong!

The married couple eating demon turned out to be tougher than both you and Tanjiro thought. It had been a hard fight and if hadn’t been for Nezuko you would surely be dead right now.

Without hesitation, she had thrown herself before you and got the full force of the demon attack. That she could stand after this was a miracle in itself, she was bloody and shredder nearly to pieces. In fact, she had lost an arm clean off from the attack.

You had stared at her back in shock. You just couldn’t believe it. She had protected you, a demon had protected you! She hadn’t cared for her own life, but more to save you who had been wary of her.

In your shocked state, you didn’t register how Tanjiro finished off the demon, but you felt a soft hand caressing your hair.

You looked down at Nezuko, still only with one arm left and bloody, and how she looked at you with kind soft eyes.

These big pretty pink eyes….

She made cute noises, thanks to her bamboo muzzle, but you had the feeling she wanted to ensure you that anything was okay.

Tanjiro then came over asking if you guys were okay and hugged his sister relieved. Nezuko let him hug her and kept caressing your hair.

After that, you became friends with the Kamado siblings. You started to journey with them and meet their other friends the frightened and flirty Zenitsu Agatsuma and the boar-headed, literally and figurately, Inosuke Hashibira.

You were all an odd bunch, but you guy’s made it work. It was like a little family. Since you were a girl you naturally stayed closer to Nezuko and even without a word a deep friendship formed. Nezuko never stopped to play with your hair any chance she got and making these cute noises for you.

You loved just to sit with her under a tree when it was night and watch her under the starlights. She wasn’t a demon, she surely was an angel from the heavens.

She was adorable.

Too cute for this world.

To pretty.

Too kind and good.

You didn’t care anymore that she was a demon, she was Nezuko, your friend.

Then one day as Nezuko was playing again with your hair you could feel yourself blushing and just looking at her in trance. Why would someone so precious give you this much attention?

You were rough on the edges knew only how to wield a katana, and didn’t care much for other people besides Nezuko, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke.

It was like this since your parents throw you out for the crime of loving a girl. Not that she stayed with you after you were on the streets. She married a boy from your village and forgot about you.

You who would have done anything for her, even faced your parents to be with her. But for her, you were just a plaything.

From that day on, you cared only for yourself and no one. You became a demon slayer cause there weren’t a lot of good-paying jobs for young girls and you didn’t care if you died or not.

Then Tanjiro and Nezuko came into your life and changed you.

They all changed you.

But mostly Nezuko.

You felt how your heart beat faster and oh, you knew this feeling.

You have fallen in love with Nezuko.

What should you do now?

Well for the first few weeks you did nothing, you acted as if nothing had changed, but now you literally burned when Nezuko touched you.

If she gripped your hand, hugged you, and caressed your hair.

It was too much.

You were going to explode one day for sure.

Your little group was now currently back at the butterfly mansion after an epic battle against a horde of demons for cures and you couldn’t take it anymore.

You had to say something to Nezuko.

Even if she didn’t accept your feelings you needed to get them out.

So when you both sat down under a cheery blossom tree at night and Nezuko started to play with your hair, you decide that now was the time.

“Nezuko?”, you started and she gave you a little hum. “Nezuko, I have to tell you something.”

Nezuko braided a part of your hair but looked with her pretty pink eyes into yours. She was giving you her full attention.

“Nezuko, you know how important you are to me, right?”, you asked.

She made again her cute noises and nodded her head. Then she patted your head. You know she meant that you were important to her too.

“Right, but there is more…”

You stopped and Nezuko stopped also braiding. She inclined her hair cutely. This meant she wanted to know what you meant.

With a deep breath, you took one of her hands in yours and faced her bravely.

“Nezuko…I’m in love with you.”

There you said it! You were sweating like a pig and felt like fainting on the spot, but you did it!

Nezuko only stared at you with her big pink eyes.

You gulped.

Oh no, maybe that wasn’t such a good idea.

Before you could have a panic attack and maybe cry like a baby, you felt how Nezuko smashed her bamboo muzzle against your lips.

You looked shocked at how she nuzzled her bamboo muzzle against your lips and made frustrating noises.

What was she doing?

Wait…was that…

You gripped her shoulder and softly shoved her from you. She blinked and made a whining noise.

“Nezuko.”, you said amused, and felt the butterflies in your belly flying like crazy. “Was that a kiss?”

She turned red like a tomato but nodded her head rapidly.

You laughed happily and hugged her tightly to yourself. She snuggled up to you and made her cute noises.

You know what she meant.

“I love you to my beloved Nezuko.”

Later when you both came back into the mansion holding hands, you saw a happy crying Tanjiro who hugged you both tight and said to you sister-in-law, Zenitsu who was a shadow figure in a corner, mumbling about how neither Nezuko nor you would be his wife and Inosuke who was pocking him with one of his Katana’s.

Yep, this was your family, with your beloved demon girlfriend, her kind older brother, and Zenitsu and Inosuke who were like your brothers too.

But this doesn’t mean you let anyone spy on you and Nezuko!

Shinobu, Aoi, the little girls, Kanao and Nezuko watched amused and laughing at how you were hunting down with your Katana the three boys all around the mansion.

Life was good.