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@remielVsinclair's writing blog Remy | He/She/They | July 1st Hi, I'm Remiel, I like to write, i'm very awkward and I will most likely word vomit everywhere. 'nough said. Enjoy your stay.

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Remember That Time In Cintra?

Pairing/s: Jaskier/Nadine, Geralt/Remiel

A/n: Let's not do that again. (edited by @nadineselfships uwu 💕💕)

It was with disbelief and faint horror that Remiel beheld the sight of her raging sibling and their frazzled bard; Nadine picking Jaskier up from the ground from where he had fallen in their attempt to break them all out of the jail the two had landed them in after insulting the local Lord's son.

As she watched her sibling trade vicious insults with the guards, she couldn't help but slap her hand over her eyes as if in an attempt to despell the sight from her mind.

"I'm too sober for this," Remiel mumbles to herself, shaking her head with a pained sigh. Geralt pulled his gaze from the, somewhat amusing, chaos in front of him and glanced down at his wife as she dragged her hand down her face wearily.

"You don't even drink," Geralt snorts at his wife as a small grin tugged at the corner of his lips. Remiel turns to face her husband, looking him dead in the eyes with a bemused expression.

"Maybe I should start," she says dryly before looking back to her sibling, wincing at the yelp Jaskier lets out as Nadine drops him without realizing as they had started to gesture with extreme malice, shouting what they would be doing to the guard if he didn't let them out of the jail cell post haste.

Geralt and Remiel observed the mess in front of them before looking to each other in exasperation.

"Well, at least nothing is on fire like last time," Remiel says with a weak smile on her face, leaning into Geralt's side.

"Don't be so sure, with those two anything's possible," Geralt mutters with more in his voice, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she looks up at him and chuckles.

"-And that goes double for your mother!" Nadine huffs in outrage, pointing aggressively at the guards who wave dismissive hands at them as they walk out of the room.

"Yeah! What they said!" Jaskier adds in support of his spouse as he tries to mimic their aggressive hand gestures.

Nadine grumbles in annoyance and turns to look at Remiel, their face scrunching up instantly as they looked at the sight of Geralt and Remiel gazing softly at each other.

"Eck, gross get a room," Nadine drawls, scowling and crossing their arms over their chest as they turn back to Jaskier nodding in agreement with their words.

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Day to Day

Pairing/s: Ninth Doctor/Remiel

Prompt: “I love you.”

“Ew, gross.”

“We’re married!” Their partner grinned at them fondly and leaned in for a kiss.

“Ew.” Came the flat, secretly amused, nose wrinkled reply. “Gross.” from the-modern-typewriter

Word Count: 700

“Remind me again why on gods green earth you thought it was a good idea to tell the king he was a idiot… to his face.” A light, Irish bell like voice full of mirth questioned. “Because he was an idiot! If you act like a idiot, I’m going to call you an idiot, It’s just that simple!” A deeper, northern accented voice exclaimed back in exasperation for the fourth time tonight. Three women paused and looked up form washing their hands as they hear the commotion from outside come closer and closer until finally the door was pushed open by a tall and rather intimidating man. With a fearsome scowl and piercing blue eyes. 

He was dressed in dark colors, the only splash of color anywhere to be seen was the tiny red headed woman, with bright jewel like green eyes grinning impishly up at him. He scowled down at her past his leather jacket clad arm as he held the door open for her, by now the three women had frozen to look at them. The man and woman continued on, either oblivious or uncaring of the scene they were causing.

“That’s what? The sixth time this week that you’ve gotten us chased off and banned from a planet?” the tiny red head laughed, her entire body shaking as she brought her petite hands up to her mouth to try and contain it. The man rolled his eyes, his large hand on her lower back to guide her past the stalls and towards a large blue police telephone box. He did this to make sure she didn’t run into anything, as she had the habit of forgetting her surroundings and tripping over thin air.

“You’re a menace thats what you are.” The man sighed as he let go of her to insert a tiny brash key into the blue telephone box, opening the door. “You love me Doctor, don’t try to deny it, I’m the light of your life. The PB to your J, the banana to your banana milkshake, the-” The man now identified as Doctor cut the women off by placing his hand over her mouth. “By Rassilon woman! Just get in the damn Tardis.” The Doctor grumbled as he pushed her inside, sighing at her triumphant laughter at getting him, in her eyes, to swear.

As the Doctor turned to close the Tardis door he was greeted by the sight of a public womans bathroom and a number of women staring directly at him. “Oi you lot! Nothing to see here, now off you pop.” The Doctor snarked at them with a grin and a wink as he swung the door closed with a slam. “I swear you get a kick out doing that to people.” The red head dryly stated as she watched the Doctor flutter around the Tardis from her perch on the captains chair, her legs pulled up to her chest and arms wrapped around them.

“Oh, and what would that be?” the Doctor said as he grinned facing away from her fiddling with the controls. “Don’t try to be cute, you know exactly what I’m talking about mister.” She laughed as she poked him with her foot, only to have it grabbed as the Doctor spun around a caught it with a grin. He then used said foot to pull himself towards her as she shrieked with laughter, until he finally stopped. He stood between her thighs, hands on her hips as he grinned down at her.

As they both stared, grinning at each other, the Doctor let go of her hips and reached up, gently placing his hands on her checks, leaning over her. “I love you Remiel.” The doctor said ever so softly. Remiel let out a snort, breaking the romantic atmosphere as she brought her hands up to hold his wrists.

“Ew, gross.” She said scrunching up her face playfully. “We’re married!” the Doctor exclaimed as he let go of her face to throw his hands up in the air. Remiel grinned at him fondly and leaned in for a kiss, grabbing the Doctors shirt to pull him down for said kiss. “Ew.” Came the flat, secretly amused, nose wrinkled reply. “Gross.”  

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Chapter 4: Discovery

Dad

I was coming to realize my new father was what one would call, well for lack of a better word, a bit of a goofball. Now that I was no longer crying all the time and was actually paying attention to the world around me, my father made it his mission to make me laugh and smile. It made me melt a little bit which was funny as hell when you thought about it, from my point of view, I was a twenty year old woman trapped in the body of a baby, with what seemed to me at the time a giant blonde man, making faces at me, tickling my sides and blowing raspberry’s on my stomach. He always seemed to be extra gentle with me, though I suppose I can see things from his position, if I had just had a baby girl and all she did was scream like she was dying I’d be extra careful to.

Mum

My new mother was kind, there was no other word for her. She was very soft spoken, she was very lady like, so unlike- no it was best not to think about that. Where ever she went she always took me with her, she didn’t seem to want to put me down and she was always talking to me, not that I could understand what she was saying.

Inside Me

There was something inside me, I don’t know what it was but whatever it is, it’s warm and it’s alive, not to mention everywhere, it’s in my chest, my arms, my legs and sometimes when everything gets to much I just lay there and play with it, moving it all around my tiny body. I don’t know what it is, where it came from but it’s apart of me now and I don’t think I could live without it and I’m not ashamed to admit that whatever it is, it played a large part in keeping me sane, by giving me something to do.

Helpless

I feel so helpless, I needed help to do everything, be it eat, sit stand, I can’t even shit by myself. I think the only reason I didn’t start crying again was because there was no judgement from them, to them I wasn’t a twenty year old who could do anything, I was just their baby, who they loved and were happy to help. I tried my hardest not to cry and complain, I thought they deserved a well behaved baby after all I’d put them through.

Play Time            

Play time was, well how can I say this nicely, it was boring. I tried to play with the toys they bought, to make them happy but I think my parents were on onto me. I was just disinterested in them and could only pretend for so long. It wasn’t all bad, I liked how soft the stuffed toys were. And that is how play time became cuddle time.

Family

I now know that this family will never replace my old family and that’s okay, I don’t love my old family any less because I love this new family, I’ll probably never stop missing my old family but I think I can be happy here, with my new parents. I’m glad that my new family is completely different to my old family, I don’t think I couldn’t handle it if they were anything alike.

Adored

I love my new parents they were just so patient with me when I struggled with things or when I’d get frustrated about not being able to do things that I once took for granted in my old life. I love them because they adored me for simply existing, do you know how good it feels to have someone love you so much for just being born; the only one who had ever loved me like was my little sister.

New Beginning

I will always miss my old life but it’s time I moved on, there’s a whole new life out there for me. A new beginning, it’s time to stop using my old life as an excuse, it’s time to start living and say goodbye to Remiel Sinclair and say hello to Natsume.

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Chapter: 3 Fatherhood

A/N so i woke up today and realised i forgot to post chapter four of Rebirth on Ao3 and tumblr and then i realised i...kinda forgot to post chapter three here...so ah well this is awkward, but anyway here they are. better late then never.   

Pregnant

Nana was pregnant, he had wanted a family since his mother had died when he was young, when Nana had married him he had gotten the love of his life, his best friend and other half, now Nana was giving him a daughter to complete that family. He found himself touching her more, a hand on her stomach to feel their baby move or wrapping his arms around her and putting his ear to her stomach to listen to their baby’s heart beat. It was amazing that there was a little life in there that they had created, what was even more amazing was that his baby; not even born yet and she had reached out to him with her tiny baby sky flame’s. And while he had sworn to himself that the mafia world would never touch his family and that his family would never know of that world, this would undoubtedly complicate matters in the long run, even so he couldn’t help but be proud that his little girl was a sky.

Nursery

After they had found out the baby was a girl and they had chosen the name Natsume they had gotten to work on the nursery, they painted the walls a light peach, he had put together the white crib and set up the crystal suns mobile that timoteo had sent along with a dozen stuffed toys and a butterfly carved rocking chair. Small clothes that he couldn’t even fathom fitting a human folded and tucked neatly in the white cabinet in the corner and as Iemitsu stood in the middle of the room, fully decorated and a waiting his newborn, he felt a feeling of bliss fill his chest.

The Birth

He had been terrified when Nana had gone into labour, all the carefully thought out plans went out the window and then it was a mad rush to the car and then to the hospital, with Nana laughing at him and telling him to breathe which he hadn’t found that funny at the time but later when he would sit back and remember, he’d realize it was pretty hysterical. He remembers the long wait for the baby to come, he remembered holding Nana’s hand and whispering his love and encouragement to her. He remembers the sound his baby made when she came into the world and he was horrified, he worked for the mafia, he knew screams of rage, he knew screams of agony, he knew screams of terror, he knew them because he’d see it inflicted on people who dared go against the famiglia, he knew them because he’d inflicted them on people, So to hear those screams coming out of his new born baby girl was horrifying. He will never forget Nana screaming for their baby with tears streaming down her red face. It was not the delivery he had been expecting.

Mafia

In the end no one could say or do anything for his little girl, so they took her home. He swore that his family would never be involved with the mafia, but gods he was willing to break that vow if it meant someone, anyone could help his little girl, he had thought maybe it was something wrong with her sky flames, because he was in no way an expert on flames but there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with them beside them reacting to Natsume’s distress. There were nights all he could do was hold her to his chest and soothe her with his sky flame’s, it seemed to help, if only a little, but he’d take it.

Love

He had been in bed just waking up when he realized that there was no crying, terror had quickly flooded his chest, he’d shoved himself out of bed and raced to the nursery and found himself stopping in the doorway frozen in his place. He stared and listened to Nana whispering, bent over their baby with tears streaming down her face, he thought the worst. His chest tightened and a scream rising to his lips, no, no, please not his baby girl- And then he saw it, the most beautiful thing in the world. Natsume was smiling, she was smiling and her little hands were reaching up and tangling in Nana’s hair, he didn’t feel the tear fall down his face but he felt the smile that grew on his face when Nana turned to face him and smiled, for the first time in weeks he knew they were going to be okay and all he could feel at that moment was love and relief.

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Chapter 2: Motherhood

 A/N: Chapter two is done! This chapter was from Nana’s point of view and it was really fun to write! Once again beta’d by @translationslostinthepages!!

TW/s: Childbirth, angsty but ends in fluff

Pregnancy

Nana was so excited, they were having a baby, a little girl, Iemitsu was as proud as a peacock, telling everyone they met that he was going to be a daddy to a little princess. When they where at home alone He’d rest his head on her stomach, hold her hand  and intertwine their fingers and speak to their baby, telling her that they where so excited to meet her, then his eyes would meet hers and he’d say that daddy and mummy couldn’t wait to love and hold her. Looking at her husband she had never felt so happy.

Name

Iemitsu and Nana had thought of many names when they found out they were going to have a baby girl.

Setsuna meaning, a moment, in an instant.                                                            Tsubasa meaning wings. But ultimately they chose Natsume, Sawada Natsume their little summer eye.                    

Birth

Giving birth was the most exhilarating, exhausting and terrifying thing she had ever had to do, she was so glad she had Iemitsu there holding her hand, smiling at her, telling her she could do it.

“Push! Nana you can do it baby! Just One more.”

She thinks she’ll remember the sound her baby made when she came into the word for the rest of her life, it was an agonisingly, terrified sound. She remembers the rush of everyone around her and the shouts, Iemitsu standing holding her hand and asking what was wrong, she remembers screaming and reaching for her baby because she knew in her bones something was wrong, she knew her baby was scared and hurt.  

Home

The doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with her, tried to tell them that the way her baby was screaming herself raw until she chocked was natural but Nana remembers the looks of alarm when her baby was born, she saw the way the doctors side eyed her baby. People look at her and they see an idiot girl who got married straight out of high school to become a house wife, they think she is just an idiot who is easy to manipulate and she was fine with that, she was happy, she loves Iemitsu and will never regret marrying him, but when this doctor looked her in the eye and lied about her baby’s health, she wanted to stand up and scream at him, her baby was screaming like she was dying, like she was terrified. She had two baby bothers and dozens of baby cousins, she knew the difference between normal crying and this. But in the end there was nothing they could do but take her home.

Day’s And Night’s

Her baby won’t eat anything they give her unless they force her and doing so makes Nana feels like a monster; she won’t sleep, unless she exhausts herself from screaming and she wont stop crying and sometimes she would be so catatonic that it’s like all lights had gone out and there was nobody there. All they could do was hold and comfort her. They take turns watching her otherwise they wouldn’t get any sleep at all, even then when it’s her turn to sleep she just sits on her bed and listens to her baby. She remembers begging the gods to help her baby, she remembers crying over her, telling her mummy loves her so much. The weeks were filled with frustration, sadness and anger; why was this happening to their baby girl, why couldn’t they do anything to help her. They were devastated and lost, watching their baby be in so much pain sent arrows into their hearts and Nana remembered nights where Iemitsu would wrap his arms around her and even though he was trying to be strong for her she could feel his tears staining her shirt.

Smile

She was holding her baby when she realized that the crying had stopped for the first time in weeks, she looks down to find two sets of orange jewel like eyes looking up at her utterly silent, she felt her breath catch, her fingers stop running through Natsume’s golden locks. Natsume’s eyes roam her face until they stop at her eyes, she feels the air still for a single moment before her baby sniffles and then smiles up at her gums and all. Nana feels a tear fall down her face as she beams down at her baby and brings her head down to touch Natsume’s forehead and whisper; “There you are, there’s my Natsume, thank you, thank you for giving me back my baby.” Iemitsu found her like that whispering thank you to who ever would hear her, she remembers the tear running down his face and the smile on his lips and she knew they were going to be okay.

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Chapter 1: My Name Is.

A/N: Hello! This is a drabblefic i am writing, it is a Reborn/OC fic and it is also on AO3 and i will be posting it there before posting it here so if you want early updates please check it our there! I will be updating every week and i would appreciate any feedback! @translationslostinthepages is my beta and they have some really cool stuff as well if you wanna go check out their blog!

TW/s: Major character death, car accident, drinking and driving, reincarnation

Death

I die for my little sister, my best friend, I pushed her out of the way when an idiot who had to much to drink drove up on to the footpath. It hurt so much and then suddenly it didn’t, then it was just was cold, so very cold. The last thing I remember of that night is my sister screaming.

Rebirth

My Rebirth can be summed up in six words. Confusing, terrifying, maddening, helpless, anger and sadness.

I couldn’t breath, I couldn’t see, I kept calling for love ones that never answered me.

It’s a maddening cycle that repeats and repeats and repeats and REPEAT-.

Denial

I thought that if I closed my eyes then it wasn’t real, that if I covered my ears then it wasn’t happening, that if I stuck my head in the sand and just ignored everything soon enough I’d be home with my family and I wouldn’t have to accept these strangers as family. What was that saying again, hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil? I felt alot like those little monkeys, closing myself off to the world.

Anger

I raged against everything, I asked why me, this wasn't fair, I hadn't done anything to deserve this. I screamed and screamed and screamed until I chocked  and dragged in ragged breaths. Hands reached down and pulled and held me to their chest.

Depression

All I seemed to be able to do was cry, all through the day and all through the night, I couldn’t eat, I didn’t sleep unless I cried myself to sleep. I remember two sets of hands trying desperately to soothe me, two desperate and terrified voices begging for what I don’t know.

Acceptance

Accepting that I had died was hard, knowing that I was never going to see my parents or sister again was hard, what wasn’t hard was accepting that these people were my parents, that they deserved the title of parents. they had stayed up with me all night, holding me, hushing me, loving me when all I had done was scream at them, how could I not accept that they well and truly loved me when all I had done was throw my rage at them and they had just taken it and held me.

Name

My new mum and dad weren’t english, that I learned very quickly once I started paying attention, I’m pretty sure that it’s Japanese that their speaking, which is probably why it took me so long to learn my new name. My new name in this life is, Natsume.