#Reimi

[ellery-six]

It's time to go :((

[frayed-symphony]

Old concepts for my Tales of Symphonia OC possessed by the Devil's Arms

[hijx]

Tickets to Barbie please! 🙇🏻‍♀️

finally got to group these iconic characters 😩💓

[lolobizarreadventuresshatpost]

[radicandy]

knocking on heaven's door

[ace-song]

The Voidwalker's Tale: Fallen Paradise

A Dream of Freedom; A Hunt for Meaning

In a desolate world, tarnished by the might of the Aelyrae, humanity danced on the edge of extinction. Reimi shifted across that line herself, trapped within the reality of her monstrous existence. It was as if her very life was a crime against nature itself. Devil’s blood coursing through the body of a human? It was preposterous, though, in a grim twist of fortune, no one knew that was the infliction she battled with. 

Humanity's remnants clung to survival within seven walled cities. Some were ticking away the days, maybe something would change. While others scraped their knives in the shadows, ready to take back “their” land. It was a world now bleeding monochrome. This reality already seemed shattered — waiting for someone to deal a death blow, and reset everything back to how it once was. Maybe that individual wished for a life of peace instead, hunting for a cure in the midst of reckoning. 

All the voices screamed louder and louder from the void, bouncing around in her head, begging for a decision to be made. To peel away all her pale skin, letting the molten blood spill out, burning the earth; she wanted it. That sweet release. Though at the same time, perhaps not. Demon in human flesh, still a Voidwalker till the end of her days. The selective discrimination was a bleak call, no matter how many tears she spilled, not a single soul would come. Ironically, she wished for an angel. Someone who could take her heart away — to make her normal at last. 

This broken world had many mysteries, unknowns, that Reimi had no understanding of. Nevertheless, she would find her answers. That is her fate to confront, at the very end of the world. 

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My dark fantasy novel! I truly hope any of you who may stumble across this will enjoy my work, or at least feel that their time wasn't wasted. I appreciate all of you and to whomever may be reading this; I wish you a wonderful day, my friend.

[giogio-gucci-gangstar]

Asikoh’s Christmas illustrations from Instagram

@asikoh

[jespers-den]

I got a little wild with the symmetry tool and drew eight of my oc's with it.

[frayed-symphony]

Tales of Symphonia status screens I made for my friend's birthday for our original characters☔️

I make these every 3-4 years since 2007! We keep coming up with new AUs for them. I'll put the older ones under a cut;

2020

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2011

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2007

[hijx]

Limited Edition 👛

get yours now in a suspicious alley near you!

[tonberry-yoda]

About the headcanons...

Reimi!

Reimi Headcanons

no implied reader

notes - I'm not big on platonic headcanons or nonreader headcanons because I don't get to kiss my favorite boys, but I am totally down to do this because I thought it was cool and i like her character! Thanks for the request!! <3 ~~BUY ME A KO-FI (COMMISIONS ARE OPEN)~~

araki draws her so pretty omg

she gets lonely a lot in her realm and likes to just watch over people as much as she can

^ sometimes she just sits at the end of her street that others can't see and just watches people walk by

I think that she inspired Rohan to do art a bit, so she draws a bit too

^ mostly watercolor seems her vibe, so if she has access to it, she would just draw people who walk by

she makes up stories in her head all the time

^ and since she's stuck as a young girl, her fantasies go from living in a castle to frolicking through a field

^ she tells said stories to her doggy

she would have nightmares about Kira, but when she would wake up, she wouldn't remember what he looked like in the dreams

^ has tried to draw him several times, but never gets it right

she will just cry, but not like sob, it's just random tears will run down her cheeks

she's glad she can't see her scar because she knew if she saw it, it would give her the chills

^ even thinking about it makes her cringe

remembers her death vividly and dreams about it

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2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated <3

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[reimibear2]

A little Christmas 🎄 booty to get you into the holiday spirit ✨️

[cosmiic-diamond]

Reimi Wallpaper 💕

[aisharulez]

boo

[smolpurrtato]

So I can't post anything nsfw on here any more :( tumblr just flags it all.... sad times

Am going to start posting more to my Twitter!

You can follow it at the linktree link in my bio pin

Am going to really start utilizing my blog and a new platform for art and writing this summer so stay tuned 💞

[ace-song]

Astrid's Rough Night Out

The day had been long. Many miles walked, and countless interactions later, it was a pleasant yet draining experience as it had always been. Astrid locked her fingers in place with Reimi's in one fluid motion — like they had done hundreds of times. They continued to walk and walk under the star's soft gaze. The farther they went, the more disruption they felt. A scent of strong fermentation laced the wind they followed; along with the cheers and roars of many different sizes.

Their road led them to the local tavern they had heard many things about on their travels: The Drunken Owl. A place to eat, drink, and forget life away for just a night — that's what was always on the table. Though Reimi insisted on going home, practically pleading,

Because she hated crowded spaces (also social interaction) and

She was dead tired and could hardly move any longer

Astrid though, her eyes sparkled at the big sign of that plump owl. It was time to let loose baby.

Needless to say, Reimi couldn't make Astrid change her mind, and after just one drink inside; it was wraps for Reimi's hopes of a peaceful night. Sadly, she couldn't indulge in anything, after all someone had to be sober enough to get them home. Luckily she wasn't the biggest fan of alcohol anyway.

After many hours, lots of trips, and shouts later, Reimi managed to carry Astrid back home (with the assistance of magic) and before anything else — she tossed her onto the bed while Astrid was mid-sentence.

“[...]Reiii… you’re the princess and I’m your-“ she hiccuped 

“Your hot — heroine."

Reimi sighed in content, a rush of butterflies in her stomach, as her finger swept across Astrid's bangs. “Alright then, my hero, let’s get you to bed then okay?”

Astrid crawled over and gripped onto Reimi’s waist, nearly slipping off the bed. “N-no I don’t wanna."

“Shhh... we have a long day tomorrow, okay? Be a good girl now, for me?"

“Is alright~ we- we can stay here an extra day, and cuddle and stuff”

Reimi sat against the bed, tilting her head upwards to a golden smile.

“You know we can't do that, so please get some rest. Goodnight darling-“

Reimi blinked, Astrid was gone.

“H-huh- where’d you go?”

She appeared in her lap. “Don’t leave m-me alone”

Reimi pecked her forehead. “Never ever.”

“Reimiiiii I love youuu”

“Uh huh..? And I love you too.”

“Rei I think I’m really sad” Astrid whined.

“And why's that?”

Tears start to stain the course fabric of Reimi's pants. “I love you so much, but I’m so embarrassed to confess my feelings to you…”

“What do I dooooo”

Reimi caressed Astrid's cheek. “My poor baby~”

“I’m being serious!”

“There there, you’ll be fine sunshine.”