#hesperia x nathalie

[rayraygo1267]

Hesperia (Betterfly) Headcanons

Note: I always wonder where the name Hesperia came from. Like is it just a fandom thing? Eh whatever I like it better than Betterfly lol.

He spends his spare time writing out motivational speeches that he usually ends up spewing out in the midst of battles with villains thinking that maybe they’ll change for the better

Is the type of guy to stop and drop everything to save an old lady’s cat from being stuck in a tree

Loves hot tea and energy drinks

Uses his superhero abilities to keep an eye on his loved ones (mostly Adrien)

He makes concept art and designs costumes for himself and other members of The Resistance

He cares for all his little kamiko’s and keeps them in his own personal butterfly garden

Even though he knows he shouldn’t he doesn’t use all his strength when fighting against Shadybug and Claw Noir because he knows they’re just kids and doesn’t want to hurt them

Has a whole collection of DC superhero comics

He tried to get Adrien to have an interest in superhero’s and the miraculous but stopped when he realized Adrien had more of a liking towards the villains

He tried to never fall in love again because of his never ending guilt of being responsible for Emilie’s death

He’d overly sensitive and optimistic

When he met Chat Noir for the first time he couldn’t help but be reminded of his own son Adrien

He tries not to but can’t help but read all the tabloids involving him

He is married to Nathalie Sancoeur she is the only person who is aware of his secret life as a hero

When he went to Ladybug and Chat Noir’s universe he couldn’t help but go and check on that world’s version of Nathalie. Seeing his lover ill (even if they weren’t lovers in that universe) broke him and he didn’t want to leave

Hesperia doesn’t allow his loved ones to join The Resistance because he fears it’s too dangerous

Hesperia once saved Adrien’s life which made the angsty teenager quite annoyed

Nathalie once stole the butterfly miraculous while Hesperia was sleeping to try it on in an attempt to seduce him. When he woke up he thought she was a villain and tried to attack her. Nathalie never used the miraculous after that

Is jealous of Shadybug’s really awesome outfit

Nathalie often scolds Hesperia when he comes home all bruised and beat up

He plays with Adrien’s video games when he’s not home because he wants to study “fighting strategies” — he’s addicted

Whenever he has to go out on a mission at night he has to leave very quietly otherwise Nathalie will stop him

He made a little tiny bed for his kwami Nooroo to sleep in

Is a cinnamon roll

[nicoskun]

She bandages his hands because he got hurt in the kitchen 🥺

[itsawritblr]

I live for Gabriel picking up women.

[alex-aasancoeur]

Ella lo estaba esperando despierta a altas horas de la noche, durante un ataque, él le prometió que volvería, pero la pelea duró más de lo necesario.. Y ella se preocupó.

Las horas pasaron y él no aparecía.. sin embargo, su corazón se alivió al verlo entrar por la ventana. Ella corrió hacia él.

"Estaba tan preocupada" -dijo ella a su amado esposo superhéroe.

"Te prometí que volvería, querida mía" -Dijo Hesperia con voz suave, abrazándola. Nathalie se tranquilizó y dejó que él la abrazara.

[themiraclefish]

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[blueberrypancakesworld]

Sabotage in love - Hesperia/Betterfly x fem!reader

warning : fluff, tiny hurt/comfort, teen angst from adrien, use of Y/n, female reader

Summary : Time has passed after the death of Emelie, and although his wife is still there in Gabriel's mind, he has found a new love. But his son is anything but pleased when he meets her...the only thing to do as an emo is to ruin the dates.

Info : So this One-Shot came from a comment by @iamallthingsasian and her idea of Adrien try to sabotage the dates of his father with his new girlfriend. Have fun reading :)

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Since his father Gabriele had fallen into mourning after the death of his wife, some time had passed. The fashion designer had cried at the funeral, in the evening and the days, weeks and months after. But after almost two years he had finished with it.

He had accepted that his once beloved Emelíe had died and knew that holding on to it was not good. He knew that as much as it joked him, his son had to let go. It counted that he remembered the good things and not the last moments.

Gabriel had initially tried to be there for him and they had become closer. But since his father had applied himself in Adrien's eyes to look for new love, the blond clung to the grief.

A process that Gabriel could not oppose, especially since he had to concentrate on the villains of the city Shadybug and Clawnoir and did not want to lose hope himself. Until the day came when his father brought home a woman and it was not a new secretary. ,,Adrien, I'd like you to meet Y/n...my girlfriend," his father said after a moment's pause, reaching for her hand.

The younger woman next to him, perhaps a few years older than Emelie, smiled kindly at his son. Before she broke away from Gabriel and held out her hand to Adrien, ,,Hello Adrien nice to meet you" the blond teenager looked like he had been punched.

The eyeliner that was carefully drawn began to smear as he gave his father a hateful look and tears welled up in his eyes and he wiped them away. ,,Traitor! You and your-your money-grubbing bitch!" he hissed, slapping her hand away before running up the stairs to his room, the slam of the door echoing throughout the house.

She felt two hands on her shoulders and he hugged her from behind, ,,I'm sorry he was like that, I hope he didn't hurt you...he hangs on to his mother" the older one said and closed his eyes for a moment before she turned to him.

She carefully took his hand in hers and kissed it, a gesture that brought a smile to his face. ,,It's okay...not just a teenager he lost his mother I can't imagine how hard that must be" she said understandingly knowing it wouldn't be easy.

But she also knew that she would try everything to make him understand that she would not replace his mother and here was for Gabriel not for Adrien.

A relationship that the two continued anyway and even Nathalie was pleased that Gabrile had found a partner and the two women understood each other much to the chagrin of Adrien who liked her less and less each day.

But instead of reaching for his power and just wiping her out because he knew that even this was too conspicuous. Instead, the emo thought of other things to get his father away from her.

After a few weeks and months she moved in with the Agrestes and slept in bed with Gabriel. She had her own room where she she stayed from time to time, but most of the time she helped Nathalie and Gabriele either as a secretary or in designing clothes.

Gabriel always fell into a love frenzy and recited her the most beautiful poem while he used her as a model. Gestures and words that Adrien tried to block out with My Chemical Romance what was coming from his room.

Not only was the side of the bed she was sleeping on suddenly cut and torn, but the side of his mother's bed where Gabriel was sleeping was completely intact. But this only led to the couple sleeping together on the couch or simply in one of the other beds and this closer and sweeter than ever before.

The morning came over Paris and Y/n decided to make breakfast for their loved ones. It was to be pancakes with syrup nothing particularly exciting but sweet.

While she went to the kitchen and slept out of the room before she gave Gabriel a light kiss on the head and checked that Nathalie was still asleep she went to work in the kitchen. Humming lightly, she got to work on the dough before she went in search of snow. A time that the blonde took advantage of and poured the white spice into the dough.

Giggling, he hurried out of the kitchen and ran into Y/n, who held him so he wouldn't fall. ,,Are you alright?" she asked and was about to offer him a cup of cocoa or something else in the hope that he would say yes.

But he hurried out of her grasp and ran to his room. The surprise was yet to come as everyone gathered for breakfast. ,,Good morning, everyone!" she said cheerfully and put out their favorite drinks.

Gabriel his lavender tea, Nathalie her coffee and Adrien she had even bought his favorite energy. ,,Thanks" he mumbled and the three adults looked at each other in confusion before they hurriedly continued before they all had a pancake on their plate.

,,I hope you like them" Y/n said and took a bite of the pancake like the others and Adrien seemed to almost break the cutlery. ,,Oh...this is just...so good" Gabriele murmured and Nathalie agreed while pleasurable noises came from the three of them and Y/n hastily waved it off but was happy that it tasted good.

,,What!" he shouted way too loud and took a bite of his pancake but it was true it was sweet instead of salty. He had mixed up the salt with the sugar and poured sugar into it.

A fact that made the blond run back to his room before he took his energy and ran away again. ,,What's wrong with him?" asked Nathalie and her father said, ,,Maybe he doesn't like sweets?" before the three of them continued to eat and spend the day. With the condition that they Gabriele and Nathalie had to write down the recipe and the three ate together for a while.

But this was only one of the many pranks that Adrien tried to bring his father apart. Whether it was the trip to the park in which the two made an excursion. Hand in hand the way along went and it always smiled when Gabriele butterflies observed and her about the kind something told while she made photos of it.

The two complemented each other in this matter and she even got a necklace in the shape of a butterfly from Gabriele. While they were walking she felt him stroking her fingers when suddenly a teenager with a hood on his face came towards them.

Before it happened he took out a water bomb and hurled it at the woman. With a splash it burst and the woman was completely wet while the teenager ran away. But the force almost knocked her over. Adrien had used his strength and only a fraction of it.

Gabriel caught her before she stumbled and held her close, afraid something might happen. ,,Are you all right? Are you hurt?" Gabriele asked immediately ignoring the young man and taking off his coat, the dark purple coat wrapped around her form as she began to shiver from the icy water. ,,Y-Yes, thank you, it's just water...even if it was weird" she replied and gave him a grateful smile as he rubbed his hands over her arms.

Tried to give her warmth before he realized that this wasn't completely effective. ,,Close your eyes, we'll be home soon," he murmured, stroking her hair before turning and picking her up in his arms.

Transformed, he jumped from roof to roof back to his house where he set her down and transformed back. Before Nathalie made her friend a tea and Gabriel disappeared with his friend in the bathroom.

There he ran her a warm bath and sat down next to the tub while Nathalie brought the tea and seemed to be having a conversation with Adrien when the music stopped. ,,Don't you think your care is a little too much?" she asked, taking a sip of the tea as the foam sank into the lilac lavender water.

But the white-haired man just shook his head with a smirk as his fingers slid through the water. ,,No, I mean you are the most important thing in my life next to Adrien and Nathalie. You're my family...but you I'm afraid of losing...my heart couldn't take it" he confessed and looked at his shot confessing his inner self and touching her heart with his words.

Putting the tea aside she sat up slightly and reached for his hand while placing her other on his cheek. ,,Gabriel I had no idea...thank you my love" she said softly and pulled him into a loving kiss before she felt him come closer to her and return the kiss.

After the conversation with Nathalie, Adrien didn't seem to accept his father's girlfriend as his mother, but he respected her somehow and seemed inwardly happy that she was somehow doing his father good.

Even if the attacks on the dates suddenly stopped, the occasional hissing from Adrien and the evil glances were still there. But Gabriel and his love stayed together they had found their future and their true love.

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@irenea666 , @vavandeveresfan , @a-reading-dreamer, @taylorsmakingfuckingmacandcheese

[unecoccinellenoire]

Look, I don't know what happened to Hesperia's Nathalie in his universe, but I'm just going to assume she's gone. So... Nathalie's Gabriel is gone and Hesperia's Nathalie is gone... Just...

Main Universe Nathalie x Alternate Universe Gabriel, anyone?

I mean... Both bonding over the people they lost, become friends, and then both are like, well, shoot, I've got feelings for an alternate version of someone I lost.

😆 Sorry, this has potential to be angsty as hell. And happy too, depending on the mood.

I don’t think Nathalie is necessarily dead in Hesperia’s world but I do think that she isn’t in the Agrestes’ lives.

Both the backstory changes with the Agrestes acquiring the Peacock a different way and the how Gabriel is portrayed as being alone with no other adults by his side in his fight suggests the lack of a Nathalie.

I’m not wedded to that idea- I’ve imagined versions where she was or is around in eilahtan, but it certainly makes it easier for a Hespenath romance.

Otherwise we have something of an issue of if Nathalie can stay in a world that already has a Nathalie.

Which- great angst honestly. In two different flavours depending on whether Nathalie’s counterpart is his Gabriel’s enemy or someone he could fall in love with leaving our Nathalie alone.

But assuming they are both alone and he can ask Nathalie back then:

This Gabriel brushes his thumb over their joined hands, and looks at her softly the way her Gabriel only had in the immediate aftermath of being Mayura.

“You could stay here you know. With me. Or I could go with you.” He says. “Don’t...don’t make me lose you again Nathalie.”

Alas, the answer to that question was written by @carolatvs so it’s not mine to share.

[rayraygo1267]

Hesperia x Nathalie Headcanons

Note: Spoilers for Miraculous World: Paris

Hesperia is the spontaneous one in the relationship

Nathalie secretly watches all of Hesperia’s tv coverage despite him telling her not too, because he doesn’t want her to worry for his safety

Hesperia likes to sneak up on Nathalie from behind to surprise her

Hesperia loves tickling Nathalie, which she pretends to hate but secretly loves

Shadybug and Claw Noir will use Nathalie as bait against Hesperia

The biggest fight Hesperia and Nathalie ever had was when she once tried to pull off his miraculous without him noticing so she could find out his secret identity

Nathalie will complain about Gabriel Agretse to Hesperia, of course not knowing that he himself is Gabriel Agreste

In the middle of the night, Hesperia will jump on top of Nathalie’s rooftop to get her attention

Nathalie will defend Hesperia out in public to anyone who will listen, despite it giving her a bad reputation

Hesperia will always keep in range to make sure Nathalie is safe

Nathalie is the only person, Hesperia won’t let join The Resistance against The Supreme, because he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to her

Nathalie always treats Hesperia’s wounds and scars after he’s had a encounter with Shadybug and Claw Noir

Nathalie will beg for Hesperia to tell her anything h about his personal life even if it is just the smallest detail

Despite Hesperia’s superhero title, Nathalie can also be very protective

Nathalie hates keeping their relationship a secret, even though she knows it is necessary

Nathalie often has nightmares about Hesperia getting hurt and to mitigate that, he will sing and hold her as a form of comfort

Nathalie likes to pull on Hesperia’s cape

Just look at this adorable little bean 💕💕🥺🥺

[rayraygo1267]

Heyyy Idk if U still active but I LOVE your Hesperia x Nathalie headcanons & I wanted to know if you could make a drabble outta one of them

I'm super into the fact that Hesperia is the spontaneous one so!! Drabble Yay or Nay?

Plus I binged Ur writing and ughhh I love it 💕💕

Greetings from Norway!!!

A Gabenath Drabble: A Creature of Wonder

Note: Hello! Hi! I’m so sorry it took me so long to reply to this! I’m so honored that you love my writing and my headcanons that really means a lot to me! Also I’ve heard a lot of great things about Norway I hear it’s very pretty there! Thanks for the greeting! 😊

Anyway I know this fic is a little longer than a drabble is supposed to be but I hope you enjoy it! 💓💕💓💕

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Rated: K

Word Count: 428

Summary: Hesperia drags Nathalie out on a midnight adventure much to her chagrin and anxiety but perhaps he can prove to her that this little outing was worth it for both her and someone else.

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“I don’t think you realize how risky this is,” Nathalie grumbled for what seemed like the hundredth time in the past hour.

“Shh!”

The soft pad of Hesperia’s pointer finger met the bow of her lips.

She scoffed, a flurry of both slighted annoyance and poignant worry swarming through her. Her voice pitched to a slightly higher, reverent whisper.

“You can’t be out here! Bobbling about! Out in the open! You can’t—”

“Shh! Look…” Hesperia interrupted, his voice low, his gaze focused on something in the shadows of the forlorn alleyway.

The eeriness of this little secret midnight escapade left a tangle of knots in Nathalie’s stomach, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end.

She huffed as Hesperia gently set her down on the cool pavement, his hands remaining on her shoulders. She blinked, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness surrounding them.

She gasped.

It wasn’t obvious right away, but if she looked closely, she could see the outline of what looked to be a little insect… something white? A moth perhaps? Or…

“A kamiko?” Nathalie murmured, her hand instinctively reaching out for the little creature.

“Look closer…” Hesperia whispered, his lips grazing against her ear.

Nathalie’s brows furrowed. The kamiko’s wings fluttered quickly, but it did not take off. It was stuck, somehow trapped between two throngs of twisted barbed wire covering the security gate blocking one side of the alleyway.

“Oh, the poor thing…” Nathalie cupped her hands, leaning closer.

“How come it won’t come to you?” Nathalie asked, while trying to coax the kamiko forward from its mini prison.

Hesperia chuckled, his blue eyes glistening.

“This one isn’t attracted to me.”

Nathalie snorted and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at that comment.

“Oh, please, how can a butterfly not love a butterfly-loving man like yourself?” she asked, teasing.

Hesperia smiled, soft and fond.

“Because kamikos respond to emotions, especially strong ones like love.”

Nathalie’s face heated, but she covered it well with another eye roll, though she was distracted by the feeling of a soft, tickling flutter against her palms.

She looked down to see that the little kamiko had made its way into her hands. She smiled, her heart melting as she nurtured it.

“Oh, and look at that,” Hesperia mused, “he’s found a home… with you,” Hesperia paused, a smirk on his lips as he kissed her cheek, “just as I have.”

Nathalie grinned, pressing her lips to his. She opened her palms between their embrace and set the little creature of wonder free.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you liked it! I also want to apologize again for how long it took me to get this out and also for any grammatical errors.

Again thanks for reading and I’m open to any and all requests!

[rayraygo1267]

A Gabenath Fanfiction: In The Arms Of A Hero

Note: Hi guys! So this fic is coming out super late! It was supposed to be released all the way back in the beginning of January but unfortunately my life got in the way. That being said it is out now and I hope it is still worth the read!

Rated: K+

Warnings: Minor Language

Word Count: 2,858

Summary: It is the night of New Year's eve and Nathalie is eager to spend it with the mysterious hero of Paris, Hesperia.

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The pane of the window was hitched open just a crack. 

Nathalie’s breath quickened, a shallow quiver in the air — an echo of the click of passing time ringing in her ears. 

From out in the distance, a boisterous reverberating clash ricocheted like a firing gunshot set ablaze. Spears of multicolored flying diamonds flared across the night sky, showering the dusky clouds in a vibrant flourish. Cries of both laughter and awe filled from the crowded streets below. 

Fireworks. 

Nathalie’s knuckles turned a tattering frosty white as she clenched the ledge of the windowsill…  anticipation weaving its way through her veins. 

She took a step back, blowing out a slighted breath, her lips pressed together —  time was running low. 

Her hand went to her back pocket, a desperate need and reverent worry rivaling her patience. 

Patience is a virtue, an all too familiar voice reminded her. 

She moved her hand back, fisting it to her side, her phone remained in her pocket, feeling as though it weighed a ton. 

A subtle pop rang out, quiet enough to be mistaken for the regular old creaks and rumbles of a running refrigerator or the humming of a heater — such things were common in an apartment such as this one, especially on a night like tonight when every little noise could blend in with all the commotion from miles away. 

This was the night that sparked a new beginning, a night that erased everyone’s blots of tick marks, starting them anew — a chance for everyone to have a clean slate. 

A fresh start. 

A New Year. 

A gloved hand grasped to the edge of the windowsill but in a centimeter of a sparse moment the silhouette of a man took formense in its place. In a swift motion the man came to stand before Nathalie as he slithered his way over the railing, his booted feet hitting the wooden floor with a soft thump. 

Rather than cry out in fear or shock - like perhaps a normal person would if a random man lept into their room - Nathalie blew out a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth fletching up into a smile. 

“I almost thought you wouldn’t show,” Nathalie teased, deflecting with the taunting remark to shield the plume of worry that had been plaguing her from the inside out. 

A soft breathy chuckle filled the space between her and the mysterious man,“I wouldn’t miss seeing you.” 

Nathalie moved forward to close the window shutters, to obscure her cozy little sanctuary of a room from the outside world of prying eyes and scandalous whispers.

She switched on the light, which illuminated her bedroom into a golden shade and turned the outline of the man before her into an ethereal essence.

His silvery light hair crowned his face, though it was pushed back in a swivel to reveal his gentle cloudy-blue eyes and refined intricate features. From head to toe he was donned in a piercing dark violet coat of fabric that fluctuated against the bends and arcs of his frame. 

Hesperia. 

The protector of Paris, the valiant hero who fought against Shadybug and Claw Noir, the highest revolutionary against The Supreme. 

Just thinking his name alone made Nathalie’s heart melt in awe and yet thrum forebodingly in a condensed shiver. 

“Are you certain no one saw you?” Nathalie urged, her expression suddenly taking a serious undertone. She reached her hands out to rest them atop Hesperia’s shoulders, her brows knit  together in palpable concern. 

In the back of her mind she was almost positive that no one, not even nosy passers-by could've seen Hesperia hike up over her fence and behind the old maplewood tree that stood in front of her bedroom window. The inlook on her room was hardly visible due to her apartment being sectioned off — a  tiny fraction in the rest of the configured complex. 

Not to mention it was pitch black outside, though the vibrancy from the fireworks could’ve left Hesperia to be more evident in the crevices of the shadows…but even if he was spotted it would’ve only been for a mere moment, if that. 

Still there was that slim chance…that diminutive possibility and that alone was enough to fill Nathalie with doubt. 

If he had been seen — he would be captured — The Supreme would reign — and what Nathalie and him shared would be no more. 

A tremble racked down Nathalie’s spine, causing a flush of goosebumps to trek down her body, encasing her skin. 

Another powerful blast retched from outside, leaving majestic sparkles and pixels in the air, omitting the burning scent of humidified smoke. The growing throng of people rummaging from below let out a synchronized cheer and a warp of applause. 

Hesperia nodded at Nathalie, “I’m sure,” he chuckled again, the corners of his eyes crinkling, “scouts honor,” he pledged, lifting his palm up, a lopsided grin curling up his lips. Nathalie rolled her eyes at his nonchalant behavior, a huff on her breath. 

“Hesperia…” she scolded anxiously, tilting her head to the side. Her voice came out much more whiny and petulant than she would have liked, but her trepidation at the moment was too high for her to have regards for anything else. 

She couldn’t help but pout when she spotted Hesperia biting down on the inside of his cheek to prevent another burst of laughter from leaving his lips, but after a long pause he sighed, the humorous glow leaving his eyes. Nathalie felt a twinge of guilt for causing the grave change in his demeanor. 

“I’m sorry,” Nathalie murmured before Hesperia could get a word out. He stared down at her, his gaze as soft and gentle as the gleaming moonlight — the moonlight that was currently sliding across his angled cheekbones and the jut of his jaw. Nathalie swallowed, ducking her head against the pads of his chest, squeezing her eyes firmly shut. Her voice came out in a hushed chokeful whisper as she spoke up again. 

“I just can’t help but worry about you.” 

And yet despite her worries, Nathalie felt her shoulders ease as Hesperia twirled a stand of her hair around the curve of his index finger. He placed his thumb under the point of her chin, lifting her face up to his own. 

“I know,” he murmured, “trust me.” Hesperia’s expression turned sullen but Nathalie couldn’t help notice that the familiar stubborn gleam of hope that seemed to always be ignited within him never dissipated. 

“But I have to fight,” he pressed, his tone emulating determination, “I can’t just let Shadybug and Claw Noir run amuck all throughout Paris…I can’t just let The Supreme hold charge over society and the capabilities of the miraculous,” he sucked in a breath, “that isn’t fair — that isn’t just.”  

A soft tsk escaped between Nathalie’s teeth, a faint hiss on her tongue, her mind going blank as she watched her lover bleat out his heart of gold. It was quite noble of him to put up a stand like this — to risk his life for the greater good of others, even though most people viewed him as just as much of a threat as Shadybug and Claw Noir despite the fact that that couldn't be further from the truth. 

Even so, Nathalie couldn’t help but resent Hesperia’s commendable actions for she selfishly wanted him to not take any risks at all, the greater good of society be damned. Nathalie wasn’t a stupid woman, she’d done her research and she knew what went on out in the congested streets and marvelous land markings of Paris. 

She’d seen, just from catching sparing glances at her tv, Hesperia being beaten down, nearly being torn to shreds and twisted up by Shadybug’s ridiculous yo-yo and almost disintegrated to dust by Claw Noir’s ferocious cataclysm. 

Not to mention the fact that she wasn’t unheeding to the wounds and scars — permanent scars — that wavered down his arms and on the back of his neck, along with what she assumed was the rest of his body.

No matter how hard he tried to shield her from the reality of his life, it was a constant fog lingering over the grove of their relationship, one Nathalie never could escape from. 

With all this forsaken knowledge pent up inside her, Nathalie felt her selfishness was justified. 

Or perhaps it wasn’t but frankly…she didn’t care. 

She leaned back, her eyes still locked with Hesperia’s. 

“I know there has to be a fight, a resistance but I need to ask…” she paused, choosing her next words carefully. Hesperia waited, his lips parted as he breathed. 

“Why do you have to be the one to fight?” 

That swivel of selfishness was rearing its ugly head as the words fell from her lips but Hesperia didn’t even seem fazed, or rather he did, just not in the way she had anticipated. 

His eyes grew soft like condensed honey, his hand moving up to rest on the side of her face in a gentle shell against her ear. 

“Because I don’t want others to fall down the dark path that I once led…the path that The Supreme mentors…and I don’t think I’d ever forgive myself if I let anyone else get swept up under their control.”

Hesperia bit his lip, his voice as soft as cotton as he spoke, the pads of his thumb caressing the skin under her eyes. A tender expression flew across his features and Nathalie didn’t even need to speak to know what he was about to say next.

“Like Shadybug and Claw Noir…” he sighed, “they’re just kids, dragged into this mess for who knows what reason and I…” he drew in a long poignant breath, “I want to help them…help them grow…help them change…before they go too far into which they can never return.” 

Nathalie nodded again, more for her own benefit rather than his. This conversation was one they had over and over it seemed, this constant weight on their shoulders holding them down. She couldn’t deny that he had a point…those kids didn’t deserve to be brainwashed by the lies The Supreme were feeding them, let alone do their bidding. 

Hesperia placed his lips to the tip of Nathalie’s  nose for a brief, perfect moment, immediately pulling her from her thoughts of The Supreme and of Shadybug and Claw Noir — and the miraculous. 

Nathalie’s eyes softened, her heart rate slowing. 

“Listen,” Hesperia murmured, his voice rumbling against her skin, as his lips grazed her ear. “Let us not fret about any of this tonight. Tonight is a night meant for celebration and that’s what we should do. You and me…” his smile brightened against the shadows in the room, “relishing our first year as a couple.” 

Nathalie felt the air leave her lungs, her jaw jutting out in a wallow of shock. A year? Has it truly been a year since the fateful day in which Hesperia and Nathalie crossed paths? 

“Are you serious? It’s really been that long?” Nathalie asked, skeptical, her brow raised. 

Hesperia laughed softly, his lips curling up into a rueful grin. “Really. Are you that surprised?” He leaned forward and poked her nose teasingly. Nathalie’s face crinkled, her cheeks grazing over with a flush.

“A year with a superhero huh?” She mused, smirking. She curled her hand around Hesperia’s cheek, her face inches from his own. She drew herself closer to him. 

That familiar flush of warmth and gentle feverishness of sun-kissed skin did not greet her though as she had expected — rather, space — air. She opened her eyes.

“Nuh, uh, uh,” Hesperia wagged his pointer finger in her face, arching his head back,“no kisses until the clock strikes twelve.” 

Nathalie’s jaw went slack and she felt her mouth downturn into the slump of a pout, her lips trembled due to the lack of kisses being placed upon them. 

“What?” She bursted out exasperated as she crossed her arms, “you can’t be serious.” 

Hesperia didn’t seem to share her bewildered sentiment, for he only threw his head back and laughed harder, almost manically at Nathalie’s expense. Nathalie was astonished to say the very least. 

“Oh come on now, don’t be ridiculous—“ she started. 

Hesperia’s pearly whites sparkled at her in a mischievous grin, cutting her off short. 

“Ridiculous, you say?” His hand flew to his chest, feigning offense, “I like to think of myself as quite the cultural and traditional man.” 

Nathalie rolled her eyes, “that may be true but regardless, I don’t see why we have to play into these silly traditions.” She grasped at his hand while she spoke, hoping that would emphasize her statement and convince Hesperia to drop all this nonsense. 

Hesperia leaned closer to her, doing a twirling motion to maneuver his way into her arms. She accepted him, wrapping herself around his waist. He leaned into her, the plait of his hair tickling her skin. He prodded her cheek with his thumb, pressing it to the corner of her mouth. 

Nathalie’s heart stuttered in her chest, seeming much louder compared to the shatter of firecrackers that some neighbor boys were sparking off next door.

“It’s not too long now…” Hesperia breathed, “just a few more minutes…” 

A minute could be an eternity when the one thing you crave is so close and yet still so far from your reach…

Nathalie groaned but she didn’t protest, she just kept her gaze focused on the man in front of her.

The man who saved her life.

The man who saved countless lives. 

The radiance of a swarm of colors that gleamed like rainbows danced across Hesperia’s features. Reds, purples, blues, all cascading across his face like paint. 

Nathalie didn’t think she had ever seen anything quite so beautiful. 

A minute remained

60…

“This year will bring change,” Hesperia whispered.

“I know,” Nathalie murmured back.

She knew he meant that in more ways than one. 

59…58…57…

While keeping her hold in his embrace, Nathalie turned the window blinds allowing her and Hesperia to have a glimpse of the last few moments of this chaotic yet miraculous year. 

49…48…47…

“I won’t let The Supreme reign this year,”

Nathalie nodded.

If she was going to believe in anyone it was going to be Hesperia. 

39…38…37…

“I’ll stand with you…” Nathalie said with conviction. 

She didn’t care if their lips weren’t touching, for she couldn’t imagine feeling any closer to him than to what she was feeling right now. 

Hesperia beams but there is a sense of grieving hidden in his eyes. 

“Even with the risks?”

36…35..34…

Nathalie doesn’t even hesitate.

“Yes. Even with the risks.” 

She was in too deep now. She couldn’t turn back now. She wouldn’t turn back. 

29…28…27…

It was all surreal.

A year of madness.

That neither Nathalie nor Hesperia would trade for anything. 

10…

The cries of the countdown from the Parisians outside began.

9…

The heat of Hesperia’s gloved hand was like a fire all in its own against Nathalie’s burning skin. 

“Nathalie…” Hesperia became glassy eyed. 

8…

Both of their hands found one another’s faces and now it seemed they couldn’t be any closer. They could taste each other’s breath on their tongues.

7…

How the time had flown. It was nearly impossible to think that Nathalie could have been bewitched by the great fallen hero that was Hesperia. 

And to think that he had fallen for her too. 

6…

The fireworks from outside were mute. Everyone was waiting for the perfect moment, when the new year would finally be upon them. 

5…

Nathalie’s eyes roamed Hesperia from head to toe. His miraculous, the brooch crowning his chest like a foreseen magnet that could be so easily removed — if she just timed it perfectly.

4…

But she couldn’t. 

That wasn’t her place. 

It did not matter how much the curiosity and fantasies of Hesperia’s secret identity plagued her mind. 

She loved the man with the mask and she knew she loved the man behind it too. 

3…

Perhaps this year she will find out the truth. 

2…

Nathalie traced her thumb down Hesperia’s cheek. His blue eyes. His pink lips. 

1…

Pop. Pop. Pop. 

Nathalie felt her heart explode along with the fireworks and firecrackers and sparklers that all went off in a perpetual unison around them. 

At last, their first kiss of the new year. 

One full of tenderness and excitement and promise. 

Hesperia broke away as the cheers died down but did not move an inch.

“Happy New Year my dearest Nathalie.” He panted, his eyes alight and misty. 

Nathalie let out a joyful cry, one that surprised both her and Hesperia. Her lips found his once again.

“Happy New Year Hesperia.” 

Hesperia giggled against her.

“I love you,” he declared between kisses.

“And I love you,” Nathalie affirmed back to him, her thumb resting on his bottom lip. 

She kissed him again, all her worries about The Supreme and the man that lies beneath Hesperia’s mask washing away and withering into a forlorn dust. 

The fireworks scorching off into the sky would never be able to overshadow the fireworks going off in their united hearts. 

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! And again I want to apologize for the delay on the release of this fic! Regardless, I hope you enjoyed it! And as always if you have any fic requests don't hesitate to let me know!

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What if ? - Adrien becoming a big brother

warning : angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, no use of Y/n

Gabriel Agreste x fem!reader

Info : So I needed to wrote another idea of @iamallthingsasian of what could have been when Betterfly's wife (adriens stepmother) got pregnant. Have fun reading this little thing ;)

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°What could be?

°It could have been that in one of the many parallel universes Adrien was not an only child. That his father, who found hope and love in Hesperia or Betterfly, and his two former enemies Shadybug and Clawnoir, the latter being his own son Adrien, found hope and became good.

°They all saw hope and love in a new future Adrien with his Marinette finally came together and his father eventually found love. A stroke of fate that the blonde could not immediately cope with. He fled to his girlfriend and the two together in drawings, music and concerts tried to process the fear that they felt.

°But after Adrien realized how happy his father was with his new girlfriend. How kind she was to Gabriel, Nathalie, Marinette and himself, his resentment against her had slowly subsided and together they were all the good that now fought against evil.

°A team that one year later had a message to announce. Adrien would have a half-sister and become a big brother. Is it true?" murmured the blond, looking at the ultrasound image as they sat together at the table. Gabriel nodded and Y/n put a hand on her belly.

°Yet you couldn't see anything, but in a few months you would start to see something. They both feared that Adrien would get angry or even run away. The reaction was understandable. To their surprise and relief, the blond stood up and hugged his parents. He had finally taken his stepmother more than just into his heart.

°The family would grow before a little girl was born months later. ,,Adrien your little sister Emelie" said Gabriel and stepped aside. He put a hand on his son's shoulder before Adrien saw his sister in his stepmother's arms. The little baby looked at him curiously and gurgled before taking a finger from him.

°,,Emelie...like mother" he said and his voice became brittle Marinette took his hand and Gabrielle put a hand on his shoulder and stroked his head. The family seemed to have finally found peace...at least in this universe.

°But they wanted to share the happiness with Ladybug and Catnoir from the other universe. They traveled there with the help of Alyas and had a meeting. Ladybug was completely enraptured by little Emelie and Gabriel held his wife supportively while Adrien held the baby. ,,Emelie...she's so cute...you're lucky" the only child murmured and his friend held his hand. Before he gave the baby back to its mother and she rocked it slightly.

°They all knew about the pain, the mistreatment of his father and fine Hawkmoth. They knew that Adrien was suffering until Hesperia had an idea. ,,How about we visit more often and train together and you could see Emelie" he suggested and saw the blond's look turn from disbelief to gratitude.

°He fell into his "father's" arms and stroked the baby's head one last time, knowing that in this pain he was feeling there was also hope.

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