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"𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞... 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝."
Indie RP/Ask blog for Nathalie Sancoeur from MLB
Open ask; selective RP
Open to crossover/OCs
Open to M!A
~6 years of RP experience
No ship/NSFW
Rules/About
Other muses
Become so offended by a blurred background that it causes you to sit and spend the evening doing a monochromatic of a tired assistant listening to her boss in his super villain persona go on a lengthy rant about how stupid American power outlets happen to be because his adapter was stolen by Techno Pirate.
…and also because he wanted to show her the view.
@cmm-nathalie
❝ Oh. It’s you again … talking to me again. ❞
“And it’s me again talking to you again and for purely platonic reasons asking again where Adrien is?”
“He’s currently busy with a photoshoot to promo his father’s newest clothing line. Again. Do you not have anything better to do with your afternoons than bother me while I’m in the middle of work?”
You know, I’d like to think that the first time Gabriel had to take Nathalie to recover in bed, it was a frantic affair (pun intended) as he carried her as fast as he could, stumbling through the door, tripping on slippers etc. before unceremoniously landing her on the bed rofl
-OR-
this is a few days into her recovery, and on grateful whim, Gabriel felt the need to give his best secretary ever a friendship hug.
both are good
PS I have NO idea why the quality is such hot garbage. Apologies. This is the first time I’m using Procreate, and it’s on my roommate’s ipad. I clearly need to find another method of exporting, then I’ll re-upload it.
// Headcanon time! What was Nathalie's childhood like?
{Nathalie’s childhood was what one might consider less than pleasant. Her family wasn’t dirt-poor, but they weren’t exactly financially secure, and that caused a lot of household tension. School was always Nathalie’s favorite part of the day, and even if she hadn’t been naturally good at it, it wouldn’t be hard to imagine why.
Her parents also weren’t... ideal examples of what a healthy relationship should be. Her father was controlling at best, and though he never laid a finger on his daughter, the way he treated her mother led to her false beliefs about what could be considered “normal” in a relationship, which didn’t fare very well for her young-adult self.
Coincidentally, Gabriel Agreste was the first example she ever saw of a man truly devoted in love, to both his wife and child. Looking at things from that perspective, it isn’t very hard to see how she developed the feelings she has now.}
🍰 !
character flaws meme;; (Accepting)
🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?
{Honestly? Nathalie has started to associate pain and sickness with affection, seeing as it’s pretty much the only way she ever receives it. Anytime she sees a chance to help the Agreste family, she’ll take it— especially if it involves throwing herself in harm’s way. Subconsciously, she feels guilty for this, but she’ll still put herself in a position of weakness if it means someone else will take care of her for once.}
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : Ça va bien, merci! And yes I speak English. So it seems we’re paired this year for the annual Friendship Day adventure. Do you know where The Louvre is?
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : Great! My name is Marinette, by the way. What’s your name? And where by The Louvre should we meet?
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : Okay…. so it might take me ten to fifteen minutes to get there. I need to run an errand for my parents first!
{@mdcreatrice}
Marinette...? Not as in “Dupain-Cheng,” surely?
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : The front entrance should do fine. I’ll be waiting for you there.
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : Though, I thought it was against the rules of the game to exchange information before meeting up? Don’t worry; I’ll be wearing the official game badge so you’ll know when you see me.
She wasn’t thrilled about being forced to wait, but on the other hand, at least she could take care of a few emails while she did so.
i’m so excited to share my cover of “the assistant” by @allyitis! i really wanted to see more caroline content within the portal community, and @allyitis was gracious enough to let me make my own rendition of her song. it’s really late at the time that i’m posting this, and i’m extremely exhausted, so i’m just gonna keep this caption short. i say more in the description of the video anyways. i hope you guys enjoy my cover! art by @guavi.
🎶 reblogs are appreciated 🎶
{I’m claiming it before anyone else can:
guys. is this not a Nathalie/Mayura song}
i want to help you, all the way to the end
{A list of current Gabenath fics I’ve written:
On Birthday Gifts: Nathalie confronts her boss about the impersonal way he buys presents for his son. It seems there's more to his reasoning than she realizes. (Oneshot, rated T for safety. Implied one-sided Gabenath.)
Feathered Tears: She had no choice. She transformed without permission. In doing so, her shackles were freed, and the truths of sadness took hold of both her mind and body. (Oneshot, one-sided Gabenath, rated T for implied mental illness caused by using the damaged Miraculous.)
Model for a Day: Gabriel Agreste finally hosts another fashion show for an adult clothing line, only for the model of his most important piece to go missing. He finds an unlikely replacement in his personal assistant— but for whatever reason, Nathalie is unusually disobedient about putting on the dress. (Nathalie-centric, implied one-sided Gabenath, rated T for implied past violence/abuse.)
Opposites: In which Gabriel Agreste muses on the differences between the woman he loved and the woman he's learning to love... and perhaps grows a little as a person in doing so. (Oneshot. Post-show Gabenath, realistic hurt/comfort, rated T for grieving and implied past abuse.)
They can be read in any order or separately, but they do follow each other chronologically as listed above!}
am i wrong, are there actual sabine/tom dupain-cheng roleplayers on tumblr, is there someone who would come to mother/father my boy
(Sad Nathalie noises in the distance)
Sir, have you received our proposal for a collaboration with the Agreste brand? We never got a reply, so I'm here to make sure the email wasn't lost. {@cmm-nathalie}
Sorry about that, miss. My assistant, Penny, took the day off and I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to your email at first. Since you’re here, I guess I can answer your request. I don’t mind doing a collaboration with the Agreste brand.
@cmm-nathalie
/Did he notice her pause before she said unique aesthetics? Yes. Did he mention it? No. They’re both adults with different tastes, there’s no need to be disrespectful about it or argue. Plus she didn’t seem like the arguing type./
Yeah, sorry for not responding sooner. /small clothing line just for him? That could certainly boost his ratings and give Agreste more customers./ Yeah, sure. I’d be ok with that. Can I see the designs?
{@miraculouslystoned}
Nathalie nods, not in a particularly friendly way but not particularly unfriendly either.
“Certainly. Mr. Agreste has a page of concept sketches, but he is open to feedback and adjustments as you might find necessary.”
With rigid formality, she hands over her white tablet to the rockstar. An array of hand-drawn designs line the screens— all purple and black in hue, and varying in design. One dress is sketched over a minimalistic blonde, faceless woman. They’re all quite impressive, at least as far as Nathalie is concerned.
Sir, have you received our proposal for a collaboration with the Agreste brand? We never got a reply, so I'm here to make sure the email wasn't lost. {@cmm-nathalie}
Sorry about that, miss. My assistant, Penny, took the day off and I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to your email at first. Since you’re here, I guess I can answer your request. I don’t mind doing a collaboration with the Agreste brand.
@cmm-nathalie
Oh, good. I’m relieved to hear nothing is amiss.
(Gracious, she can’t even remember the last time she took a day off— not that she wants to.)
We were thinking about doing a small clothing line that suits your... “unique aesthetics,” along with your trademark. If you’d like to see some of the design concepts, I have the samples here with me.
Friendship Day 2kXX
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : Ça va bien, merci! And yes I speak English. So it seems we’re paired this year for the annual Friendship Day adventure. Do you know where The Louvre is?
It wasn’t exactly the type of work she was used to. Playing games hardly seemed the best use of Nathalie’s time. But orders were orders, so, here she was.
[ 📱 ] text to ???? : I do. It should only take me five minutes to get there from where I am now. We’ll meet up shortly.
“What’s this? You want an autograph?”
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4:59. You’re pretty sure you had the time right, but the room before you stands completely deserted. Maybe you were mistaken. Or maybe you’re just being shown up. You check your watch again. 5:00 on the dot.
And as you’re busy looking down at your wrist, the sound of footsteps starts clicking across the floor. Your attention is drawn up to a dark-haired woman with a clipboard who approaches in an almost intimidatingly professional manner. She stares at you passively.
“You are the 5:00, I presume? Mr. Agreste was unfortunately called away on urgent business. As his personal assistant, I shall show you the preparations in his stead. You may call me Ms. Sancoeur.”
As she spins around, you almost think you spy something— glittering?— being held firmly in place underneath her clipboard, as if she picked something up and forgot to put it down.
But you’re pretty sure she’s not the type of woman to take kindly to nosy inquiries.
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