#chris lasalle imagines

[stanathanxoox]

Looks Good On Ya'

gif is not mine

prompt by @me-writes-prompts

“You know that outfit looked really good on you[name].” “Oh…T-thank you, haha.” - Chris LaSalle x reader

You had just returned from an undercover operation, where you’d had to wear an outfit that you’d much rather forget about than have to wear again. It really hadn’t been something that you would normally wear but given you’d had to go undercover to a nightclub to find your suspect and drag him out you guess you had no choice but to wear the white batwing bodycon dress. Now back at the office and in your own clothes ready to write up your report your shocked at the words that leave your work partners lips

“Ya know that outfit looked really good on ya Y/N” he says, biting his lip subtly and you blush flustered. You’d had a crush on your partner for the last two years so hearing him say that was definitely not making this easier. So you decided to brush it off

“Oh… Th-thank you haha” you say, turning back to your computer. When you look up again you're shocked to see Chris standing right in front of your desk.

“Ah’d like ta take ya out on a date sometime Y/N, please?” he asks and you gasp

“I-uh, yes” you reply.

“How about tomorrow night then, Ah’ll pick ya up at 7.30” he says Alabama accent dripping as he makes his way back over to his desk and you nod

“S-sure, sounds good” you stutter.

Tag List: @tiva-jenry-caskett-rizzles-densi​, @jimmybpride​, @dressed-up-just-like-z1ggy​, @nikkiwierden​, @samchelforever007​, @kirkspockbones​, @xoncisxncislaxncisnolaox​, @lasalle-pride-sebastian-love​, @haliannej​, @brooklyn-99-amyxjake​​, @mizzezm​, @genius2050​, @twilight-twihard​, @cullencoven2019​, @wxlfgirlx​, @luciferxchloeislove​, @drethanramsey-ismybabe​, @sawyer-oakley-is-mighty-fine​, @loverofoneshots​, @aelin-thefirebreathingbitchqueen​​

Tag List for NCIS/NCIS NOLA: @powerpuffbubbles​, @diaryofafan17​, @thebeckyjolene​

Tag for NCIS NOLA: @flight-of-a-robin

[thereadingfangirl]

𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒: 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐎𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬

𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬:

@dwaynepride

@lucifersagents - Christopher LaSalle Masterlist

@lucifersagents - Dwayne Pride Masterlist

@lucifersagents - Sebastian Lund Masterlist

@lucifersagents - Sonja Percy Masterlist

@lucifersagents - Tammy Gregorio Masterlist

@wanna-see-my-lease - NCIS New Orleans List

[iliketopgun]

Ok you need to stop tempting me to write

how ncis characters act when they’re jealous:

characters: leroy jethro gibbs, dwayne pride, tony dinozzo, chris lasalle, tim mcgee, tammy gregorio, nick torres, sebastian lund

a/n: might make a part two with more characters if i get the inspo

leroy jethro gibbs: he wouldn’t realize it was jealousy until somebody points it out. he’s usually wearing this stern look with hard eyes so jethro’s jealousy takes the form of not talking at all. and lots of staring. he would internalize his behavior as being concerned for you, or something not feeling right deep in his gut. and the guy who’s taking up so much of your attention will forever be an annoyance to gibbs.

jethro doesn’t interfere, though. not unless he feels like he has to - until then, gibbs will likely just sulk in the corner until you were free. but you can really start to feel his jealousy once you’re at his side again and he’s barely saying two words to you and still glaring at the annoying bastard. if you ask him what’s wrong, he’ll say it’s nothing. and later, when you both are alone, that’s when he reflects and feels like a stupid ass for acting the way he did.

dwayne pride: honestly, he gets a Kicked Puppy Vibe whenever he’s feeling jealousy. dwayne is a very sensitive person and he feels the loss of your presence like the sunshine hiding behind a cloud. he’ll try to ignore that twisted up feeling in his stomach and go on to enjoy the night, but dwayne always finds you in the crowd. always huffs a little when he sees you with someone else. always reins himself in from stealing your attention away.

later on, his affection is amped up to the max. dwayne will absolutely shine under your attention, and he’ll honestly get a bit clingy for the rest of the night. of course, he knows himself well enough to know what he’s doing. he feels a little embarrassed by it. so maybe some of the kisses he gives you is his secret way of apologizing.

tony dinozzo: he doesn’t get jealous. not at all. why should tony care if this loser keeps making you laugh so fucking hard at jokes that aren’t even funny? he only steps in because this other guy is so wildly unfunny that tony is afraid you might just die of boredom, and as you know so well, tony is a pretty heroic guy. it’s his job to take you far, far away from the asshole who was starting to stand just a little too close.

tony couldn’t hide his jealousy to save his own life. he likes to believe he’s suave and cunning and doesn’t let things get to him. and maybe that’s true for most things. but just as soon as he gets you alone, tony has this primal need to pull you in close and remind you what’s what. he doesn’t like to think of it as proving himself, but the marks on your neck prove differently…

chris lasalle: very little truly gets under christopher’s skin, and jealousy isn’t one of them. sure, he likes your attention, but chris is also very secure in the relationship. it’s kinda hard to feel threatened when he’s the one who lead you into the party, arm over your shoulders, showing you off and giving lots of kisses and doesn’t really give a fuck who sees. he might even revel in the fact that onlookers start to feel a little jealous of him.

if there’s any jealousy to be had, it’s toward your glass because your hands and mouth are all over it, instead of him. it’s toward the music itself for making you move so fluidly and sexy. it’s toward the liquor for putting that big grin on your face when chris should be doing that himself. he does later, rest assured. makes dumb jokes when his hands are all over your body, and he has nothing left to be jealous over.

tim mcgee: if jealousy could be adorable, it would be on tim. he’s prone to self-consciousness and self-doubt, and that would all come out whenever his position with you feels threatened. he loves and trusts you explicitly - it’s just his own dumb head making up crazy thoughts that you’ll find somebody better than him and tim works himself into a frenzy and he ends up embarrassing himself in front of you in some way or another.

at home, tim just apologizes. stutters his excuses with pink cheeks and shaky fingers. it won’t be until a while into the relationship when he’s more confident and self-assured. but until then, sometimes you just gotta wrap your arms around him and hold him tight and let him figure out for himself that you really do love him - even when you can hear abby reassuring him from across the room.

tammy gregorio: when she’s feeling jealous, it’s going to be loud and it’s going to be obvious. tammy will deny it, of course. insist she isn’t the jealous type and that she’s got more self-respect than that. but she’s not the only eagle-eyed person on the team - you can always see her watching you from across the room if somebody’s getting a little too friendly. she’ll tell you over and over she doesn’t feel threatened, but it’s always proven wrong when tammy always subtly puts herself between you and some slimy asshole.

even if you call her out on it later, she wouldn’t really care. in fact, tammy will probably turn it around on you, somehow - ask why you were paying so much attention to how she reacted. did you want her to get jealous? do you think it’s hot when tammy intervenes and puts on her Scary Agent Face? you’ll say no, of course. but she’s a profiler.

nick torres: this man is an opportunist. that’s how he lived as an undercover agent, and that bleeds into his normal life. nick will take the hot, twisted jealousy he’s feeling and turn it into something he can really enjoy. this means coming up to you, grinning at the guy who’s been chatting you up, and really laying it on thick. kissing you, touching you, making sly little comments. nick is also really good at insulting people without actually saying anything rude (which he does.)

nick will act all innocent at home when you confront him. he’ll tell you that he just likes showing his girl off because you’re too fucking cute. but that act doesn’t hold up for very long, and nick just kinda ends up insulting the guy some more by saying he was an idiot and didn’t deserve you and he kinda smelled anyway so why would you ever give him the time of day?

sebastian lund: a man who’s in touch with his feelings knows when he’s feeling jealous, and it just makes sebastian feel guilty. he trusts you more than he trusts anybody else, and he knows you wouldn’t do anything - still, sebastian just gets this unfamiliar tightness in this stomach when he hears you laugh across the room and it wasn’t him you were laughing at. he’ll push it down and try to act nonchalant and like he doesn’t notice you. it doesn’t work. everybody on the team picks up on it and they just look sympathetic.

sebastian would get talkative at home. he can usually talk a lot on normal occasions, but now, he just feels like he wants to have your attention and rambling is the best way for him to do that. sebastian probably won’t even stop talking until you two lay in bed, and his words are stunted by a soft kiss. he’ll eventually feel better - at least until the next day when he’s teased about it.

[denimbex1986]

"Well I think with every film, if I've done my job right, you're left with interesting questions at the end of it, and in the case of Tenet, the reference to Oppenheimer, the reference to this incredible moment in history where the scientists of the Manhattan project could not completely rule out the possibility of a chain reaction that would destroy the entire world when they set off that first device - the gadget as they call it; that just stayed with me. I mean we use it as a metaphor in Tenet for a science fiction conceit, but it stayed with me and I wanted to take the audience there. I wanted to be there in that room myself and imagine what is it like to push that button, knowing that there's even the smallest possibility that you might be ending life on earth."

"And they still push it. Well, they felt they had no choice, and the more I found out about this story, the more that really seemed to be the case; that they were in this extraordinary race against the Nazis to try and harness this power that all scientists around the world knew was possible."

"...for me, one of the big differences between movies and any other medium like television or radio, whatever, is endings and the way in which the story has to, to end; it's not a continuing story, it's not episodic - we need a complete experience, a full meal, and so as filmmakers, we're, we're always thinking about we're leaving people with because in a way that's - it's very important how we begin, but it's very, very important what we leave people with; and I try to craft an ending for each film that, that suits the subjects, suits the story and hopefully has resonance. I think resonance really for me is the thing; I want people thinking about the film after they've seen it, then - then I feel like I've done my job right."

"Wow, well you know we didn't have IMAX on the, the early films; we didn't have it for Batman Begins for example, certainly you know, the first time you see the Batmobile and that whole car chase, which we put our hearts and souls into - it would have been really fun to, to actually do that on IMAX, although we were able to blow it up and present it that way for audiences. But shooting on that, the format, it gives you clarity and crispness that just takes you to a place, and so really in any of my films, whether it's giant vistas or exciting action set pieces or you know, in the case of Oppenheimer, there's a lot that as you say it's quiet, personal moments; it's just being with somebody and feeling that, that you're in their, their space and seeing the world the way you know, J. Robert Oppenheimer saw the world."

"I think you know I've done a lot of large-scale practical effects; they come together on Oppenheimer in the Trinity Test which we knew had to be a showstopper and had to have the beauty but also the threat and the danger that would have been felt watching that take place, and I think that probably the single, most influential for me was the truck flip on LaSalle that you refer to because I had an idea in my head for what I wanted to do, and at first everybody felt that it was too difficult, too complicated to do for real. And we started looking at visual effects solutions and then over time, the great team that I put together, the special effects guys, you know Chris Corbould did all the Bond movies and everything, they came around to: "No, there is a way to do this" and they came to me and they showed me how it could be done. And from that I learned that if you challenge people and if you come to them early enough, and in the case of Oppenheimer I, I went to Andrew Jackson who is doing visual effects, Scott Fisher on special effects and said to them right from the beginning: "Let's show the first atomic bomb without using computer graphics; let's find real ways to photograph this so that the audience can get that particularly hypnotic and dangerous feeling that you would have had watching the first example of, of nuclear fire that, that had ever been unleashed.""

[probiefanatic12-blog]

The Surprise

You had found out a few days before that you were 5 weeks pregnant. You were thrilled. You and Chris had been trying for a few years. You had thought of the perfect way to tell him. But it would have to wait until after the case he was working on. Murders always pick the most inconvenient times.

Chris calls you,

"Yello?" You answer the phone.

"Hey, Darlin'"

"What's up?" You asked. You are holding the phone to your ear with your shoulder as you are wrapping the pregnancy test in a little box.

"I wanted to call and tell you that we solved the case. I'll be home in a bit."

"Ok, "

"Do you want me to bring home supper?"

"No, I got supper already planned"

"You sure? I know you ain't been feelin' too well these last few days"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Just hurry home, Be careful, I love you"

"I love you, see ya in a bit"

They hung up. You get up and go out the food on. You are making the little cocktail weinies, baby corn on the cob and fries.

About an hour later Chris gets home. The food had just finished. He finds you in the kitchen washing dishes. He wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your neck.

"Hey baby." You say. You grab his hand and lead him to the table. During dinner, y'all talk about work and how y'all days went.

Once y'all were finally done eating you get up and head to your room.

"Be right back. Don't move!" You say as leave the room.

"Why? Whatcha up to Darlin'?"

You come back in the room with a big bag. You hand it to Chris. He looks at you puzzled. He curiously takes the bag you are handing him.

He opens it up and pulls out a little Alabama onsie that's LaSalle on the back with the number 0. He looks at it and then you. He smiles.

"Y/N LaSalle are tryin' to tell me what I think you're​ tryin' to tell me?"

You laugh, and nod. You grab the bag from him and pull out the box and you hand it to him. He opens it up. His smile turned into the world's largest grin.

He pushes the bag and stuff on to the table and jumps up. He grabs you in a hug.

"I love you" he says

"I love you too"

[quanticowrites]

Special Hot Chocolate (Christopher Lasalle x Reader)

•• Hey all! Merry Christmas! I can not believe I actually sat my ass down and wrote this in time to post today, but here we are. I hope you all enjoy! ❤️ ••

“Thanks for helping me, Chris.” You pressed the hook onto the wall and hung up the last string of lights. You made the lights on the wall into the shape of a Christmas tree, since a real one would be in the way. With Sebastian and Tammy both needing desks there just wasn't enough room for one. He laughed.

“The way you asked made it sound like I didn't have much choice.” He started hanging a few ornaments on your light tree and you climbed down from the ladder. You missed the last step and let out a yelp as you fell backward, shutting your eyes as you waited to fall hard on the floor. “Woah!” Chris caught you and you blinked up at him, surprised. “Easy there tiger.” You smiled as he stood you up. “You need to watch what you're doin.”

“Oh, shut up country boy. You act like you've never fallen off a ladder before.”

“Nah but I've had plenty of practice catching Cade.” You stepped back and put your hands on your hips, doing a full 360 to look around the office. Garland hung around the perimeter of the ceiling, you'd put a miniature Santa hat on the corner of every computer monitor. Then there was your tree made of lights. “Hey, want some hot chocolate?” You scoffed.

“That's a stupid question, of course I do.” You followed Chris into the kitchen and sat at your favorite stool by the counter.

You watched him fill the crockpot with all the ingredients. He added the chocolate last and as he was stirring you went to grab two mugs when he stopped you.

“Wait, I still got one more ingredient.” You laughed.

“What else can you possibly add? You've got marshmallows, cinnamon sticks, and a whole ass Hershey bar in there. What more can ya fit?” He held out a finger as he turned around and grabbed something from the cupboard behind him. He held up a bottle of rum.

“Ain't nothing complete without a spike of this beauty.” He poured in a decent helping and you handed him two mugs. You hated to admit it, but when you took that first swig you knew instantly that you'd be begging him to make this more often. You wouldn't care if it was the middle of a heatwave in July. You'd just finished your cup and you couldn't help but notice how subtle Chris was trying to be as he kept looking at his watch.

“Are you late for something?” You asked and a big grin spread across his face.

“I ain't late, I'm just trying to stall you long enough for Hugh to get outside.”

“Wait, what?” He laughed, grabbing your hand and leading you outside to the front of the office. Roy stood to the side with a smile. Had he been in on this? There stood a carriage from the nearby park. It was one of those who would take you around the city. You'd always said you'd ride one, but after you moved to New Orleans two years ago you forgot all about it. You'd told Chris that on the first case you worked with the team.

“You remembered?” You looked up at him, speechless. Tammy had warned you that Chris was a notorious prankster, but she never said he gave such heartfelt gestures too. There was a difference between a cup of special hot chocolate and something you've been wanting to do since you first visited the city. “I told you that over two years ago.”

“I know, I wrote it down. Figured with how this last case went you could use a little cheering up since you're doing your best to help the rest of us.” He opened the side and you climbed on. He hopped up beside you and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You leaned back and laid your head up against Chris’s chest.

You ride around for a few hours. The city always looked amazing at night, but there was something special about Christmas. Businesses big and small decorated their shops with blinking lights and fake snow. Christmas music frequently flows out of every street, from both the people playing guitar on the side of the road and the bars and restaurants along Bourbon street. He brought his lips down to your ear.

“Did I do good?” He whispered. “I wanted to make a good first impression.” You blinked.

“First impression? Chris, I've known you for over three years.” You could hear his heart beating in his chest. It was going a million miles a minute. Why was he suddenly so nervous?

“I know that, (y/n), I meant like-” He paused. “I meant like a first d-date.” You sat up as he stumbled with his words. Was it a mix of nerves and his special hot chocolate? Or was he that nervous to ask you on a date? You couldn't help but laugh at the shocked look on his face. He must not have expected you to sit up so quickly.

“I'm not laughing at you, Chris. It's just so funny how scared you are about little ol’ me.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I ain't scared. I'm just a little intimidated.” That made you laugh even harder. You calmed down and rubbed a tear out of your eye before putting your hand on top of his.

“Well, don't be. I'd be honored to go on a date with you, Chris. But technically this is our first date.” You pecked him on the cheek. “And I'm really looking forward to the second.”

Tag list: @stanathanxoox , @nikkiwierden , @malindacath , @havlindzk , @countrygal17a , @memyselfandmaddox , @octobersmog , @mizzezm , @diaryofafan17 , @emmitheacefangirl , @smolpersonbigworld , @a-sad-excuse-of-everything , @dressed-up-just-like-z1ggy

[majwrites]

Chris

Chris LaSalle x platonic Reader

Spoiler Warning: major spoilers for season 6 of NCIS New Orleans

Warnings: grieving, mentions of violence, being drunk, a break up, not eating, sugar rush, nightmares, crying, reader not getting out of bed for several days

Summary: Reader doesn't know how to deal with the death of their father figure LaSalle, this is basically pure angst. Flashbacks are cursive.

"Chris, why am I in an interrogation room?", you were starting to panic. "Don't worry, (Y/N). I just want to talk and here no one is going to interrupt us". You expected a lecture on respect and behavior or something along those lines. Pride had already majorly chewed you out and you knew you shouldn't have lost your temper like this but here you were. "I promise, I'm not mad about what happened at the academy. I'm just worried about you and I don't want them to kick you out", LaSalle always knew how to approach you. He had learned from years of dealing with his brother that he shouldn't upset people in already difficult situations any further. You stayed silent. It was hard to put the things that had happened into words. "Alright, we'll try something different. Did someone at the academy treat you in an unfair way?" You nodded your head. "Did they say something rude?" Another nod. "(Y/N), you'll have to be completely honest with me now, even if it's uncomfortable. Did they physically attack you?" You looked past Chris at the wall and then the words just started spilling out of your mouth: "They beat me up every day and I tried to ignore them and look like I don't care and I thought they'd stop...and I'm just good at dodging punches so I protected my face to not get any visible bruises...but there are three of them and I'm alone and I didn't know who to talk to, and I tried to tell Pride about it but he was pissed at me because he had already gotten the complaint about my absence and it's impossible to properly talk to him when he's mad so I just hid at that gas station til you dragged me back here". You were out of breath and on the verge of completely breaking down. Lasalle grew increasingly angry at the people who did this to you. He tried to contain himself to speak to you in a softer tone: "None of this is your fault, kid. I'm taking care of this, we'll get these guys expelled and I'll make sure you can go back to the academy and finish your training". You calmed down a little bit and tried to process everything that had happened over the past few weeks. You looked at LaSalle: "Chris?" "Yeah?" "Thank you". He walked around the interrogation table and held out his hand for you: "Come on, I'll give you a ride home. You need a break". 

You hadn't left your apartment in three days, out of all members of the team you'd been the only one to take your special vacation. You didn't bother to get out of bed and you couldn't care less about the state you were in. You weren't sure if you had really processed the news yet. The days went by in a haze. 

"Hey, kid! Wait a minute!", LaSalle came running after you. You stopped in your tracks. "What is it?" "I have something for you", he was clearly holding something behind his back. "Show me", you demanded. "Close your eyes", he looked at you mischievously. "Chris, I'm not a child", but you did as you were told anyway. "Now hold out your hands for me", you did and LaSalle dropped something into your hands. "You can open your eyes now". You opened your eyes and looked at the thing: "Oh my God is this…", you couldn't even finish your sentence. "It's your very own NCIS badge. From now on you're NCIS agent (Y/N) (L/N)". You looked at the badge in your hands for a moment and then clipped it onto your belt. LaSalle looked at you like a proud father. 

You woke up in cold sweat from a dream that you couldn't quite place in the timeline yet. The moment you realised that you were indeed awake on this day in this time and he wouldn't be there at the office and he never would be anywhere again you broke down again. There were only so many tears someone could cry and you definitely weren't done crying yet so you just curled up into a ball to cry some more. 

"What is it, King?", Chris was on the phone with Pride. "It's about (Y/N), they're drunk and I need you to come here and get them home", Pride sounded concerned. "Did something happen to them?", Chris started to worry. "They won't talk to me and they were already drunk when they got here. Something is clearly wrong". "Alright, please keep an eye on them. I'm on my way", with that LaSalle hung up and started making his way to the bar. When he arrived he saw you sitting there slowly drinking a cup of water which Pride had given you earlier. LaSalle approached you: "Hey, kid. Would you like to go home?" You stared at him in confusion before nodding slowly. You stood up and held onto his sleeve for support. LaSalle lead you to his car and helped you sit down in the passenger seat. He even secured your seat belt. He had never seen you this drunk before. Chris waited a minute before he started driving: "Do you want to tell me what happened?". You said nothing for a while, then tears started welling up in your eyes: "Jo broke up with me". You sounded distressed. "Oh, (Y/N). I'm so sorry", Chris leaned over the console and pulled you into a hug. You continued talking: "They said that I'm too damaged to be in a relationship...they said I'm broken and that they're not willing to help me". You started sobbing louder this time. Chris still held you. You continued: "They said there's probably no one in this world who could ever fix me". "None of this is true", Chris tried to soothe, "You're not broken. You just went through some rough times and we're all here to help you through them". You both sat in his car like that for a while before starting to drive. 

You didn't know what to do except for keeping on to rot away in your room. The only thing that usually came to your mind in a situation like this was calling LaSalle, but in a fit of anger yesterday when it settled in that you could never call him again you had thrown your phone at the wall. It was still intact thanks to the outdoor phone case and screen protector but you were unwilling to retrieve it from the ground. You wouldn't know who to call for help anyways. 

This case was a rather difficult one but you were on the verge of solving it. All it had taken were a few sleepless nights, a few more cups of caffeinated drinks and a sugar rush. But profiling was one of your specialities and this guy had a lot to be profiled about him. You presented your profile to your team, they compared it to their evidence, they found the guy because Patton is the best at locating people and so the bad guy went to prison and all of you could finally go home and sleep. If it wouldn't be for your sugar rush. Everyone looked very tired, but you were still bouncing around the office because you somehow needed to get rid of your energy. "Don't you want to go home, (Y/N)?", it was LaSalle who was the last one about to leave. "I'd love to go home but I kind of had an unhealthy amount of fruit loops and Caf-Pow", you were still pacing around in the office. "Do you want me to walk you home? Maybe that'll get the sugar out of your system", and that's how you ended up on a 30 minute walk through New Orleans to your apartment with LaSalle who later took a taxi back home. 

"Dwayne, we can't just sit around and do nothing about this", Loretta knew she couldn't get upset with Pride now. He was suffering too, but that didn't excuse letting one of his agents down like this. "What do you want me to do? They've taken personal days off. I tried calling them and they didn't answer so they're probably not willing to talk", he really didn't deal with the situation that well. "Maybe it's for the better if you keep everything in order here. I will go to their apartment and check up on them", and Loretta went on her way. 

You were hiding under your blanket feeling mostly numb now when suddenly there was a knock on your door. You couldn't find your will to get up, so you waited. The person would eventually go away and figure that you weren't home. To your surprise that didn't happen. Someone started unlocking your door which further confused you because only one person had a spare key to your apartment. And his death was the very reason you ended up like this. 

"(Y/N), are you here? It's Loretta!", she looked around your living room to see that everything was a big mess. You didn't find your will to answer. "I'm coming inside now, I'll find you if you're somewhere in here!", Loretta knew better than to startle you. When she reached your bedroom she saw you on your bed and came closer. "Hey, how are you holding up", she knew that you were barely holding up at all but she needed to get you to talk. "I don't know", you stared blankly at her. At least you were answering. "Do you want me to let in some fresh air? It smells like your window hasn't been opened for days". You nodded. Loretta opened a window. Then she sat down next to you on your bed. "We've been worried about you. Don't you want to get out of bed and take a shower? I'll try and find something to eat for you", Loretta knew exactly what to do in situations like this, she had been working with a bunch of very stubborn and very sad people for a long time now. "I don't want to shower", you answered flatly. "That's okay, would you like to change into other clothes?", Loretta had noticed that you haven't even done that after coming back home days ago, and besides that she had also smelled it. You nodded. You got up and leaned against your wall. Loretta started picking out a fresh set of clothes, a washcloth and a towel from your wardrobe. Maybe that would get you to at least wash your face. She placed everything on the shelf in your bathroom and made her way to the kitchen. 

A few minutes later you walked into the kitchen in fresh, comfortable clothes and a bit cleaner than before. You sat down at the table and Loretta handed over a cup of tea. You took a sip. You didn't know what to say. You looked down at the table. "You need to talk about this, (Y/N). The situation is difficult for all of us, but we can help each other with getting through it", Loretta didn't want to pressure you to talk, but she had to get at least some information in order to help you. You sat in silence for a longer while. You suddenly started talking: "I just don't know what to do without him, nothing makes sense anymore". Once again tears started flowing and by now you didn't care anymore. Loretta was out of good advice so she gently pulled you into a hug. You kept rambling on: "He was the one getting me off the street and the one who got me into the academy and inspired me to join NCIS. Chris helped me through all the trouble I got myself into. Loretta, I've got no one else. There used to be no one until Chris appeared and no it's going to be just like that again...and it's all just so unfair, he didn't deserve all the pain and he must've been so scared and now he's dead and there's nothing we could've done to prevent it". Loretta didn't know what to say so she just held you closer. You tried to calm down. 

It hadn't sunken in yet that from now on you' d have a purpose and a goal. Chris had managed to get you a place at the Police Academy by adding a reference to your application. You'd try your best to make LaSalle proud and become a good cop. If someone would've told you a few months ago that you were going to get a higher education or a stable job offer you would've probably laughed, but here you were now with an actual future ahead of you. LaSalle reentered the kitchen with two cups of orange juice and handed one of them to you. You looked at him for a second before saying: "Don't worry Chris, I'll try my best to make you proud". He just smiled and said: "I know you will, kid". 

About an hour, two cups of tea and a bowl of dry fruit loops later you were in a state of mind that Loretta felt it would be safe to leave you alone in. You had decided to sit this case out and you'd come back once you felt capable of doing so. Loretta stayed a while longer before she had to leave and she promised you to call later. When she made her way out of your door she looked back at you: "Christopher is proud of you, (Y/N). And I know you will continue making him proud in the future". 

And she was right, you had a bright future ahead of you and you'd do anything to make it a future that Chris LaSalle would be happy about. 

[improvidus]

Hannah, wearing an apron, towel slung over her shoulder: Dwayne!

LaSalle, also wearing an apron: Honey, you're home!

Pride: What--?

Sebastian, wiping down the kitchen counter: Honey, I cleaned the house for you!

Gregorio, opening the oven: I made dinner, sweetheart!

Loretta, setting the table: We missed you!

Isler, pulling iced tea from the fridge: Welcome home!

Pride: Guys, please...

Pride: This is IKEA. We're going to get kicked out.

Isler: Don't drink that, it's a prop.

[agentncis]

agentncis Masterlist

**means smut

Chris LaSalle

Never Compare - You might never be like Chris’ lost love, but you are still forever his.

Hostage Situation - You put your life on the line in order to save the victims and Chris just can’t wrap his head around it.

Dwayne Pride

Nightmares - While bad dreams flood your slumber, you always find comfort with Pride.

By the Candlelight - Maybe Christmas means a little bit more...

Third Time’s a Charm** - Dwaynes knows just how to get you to where you need to go.

Shower Sessions**- He likes you wherever he can have you.

Sweet and Slow** - Dwayne likes to take his time with you.

[word-scribbless]

Masterlist

~Updated 1/10/21~

🌸female reader

🌻gender neutral reader/ no gender mentioned

I write for:

Hawaii Five 0

Chicago PD

NCIS

NCIS NOLA

Criminal Minds

—————————-

Follower celebration Drabble Masterlist!

———————————-

Hawaii Five 0

Clumsy - Steve Mcgarrett x reader 🌻

A Real Date 2 Parter Masterlist  - Steve McGarrett x Reader 🌸

Jealous - Steve McGarrett x Reader 🌸

Nicknames - Steve McGarrett x Reader 🌸

Cute - Steve McGarrett X reader 🌸

Babe - Danny “Danno” Williams X Reader 🌸

I Care About You - Danny “Danno” Williams  X Reader 🌸

Chicago PD

Hot - Greg “mouse” Gerwitz x reader 🌸

We Can Be Now Masterlist- Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz X Reader 🌸

Not Ready To Talk About It - Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz X Reader 🌸

Worry - Adam Ruzek x Reader 🌻

Badass - Adam Ruzek X Reader 🌸

Do You Wanna Be? - Adam Ruzek x Reader 🌸

Public Kiss - Adam Ruzek x Reader 🌸

More Than Friends? - Adam Ruzek x Reader 🌸

Your Move - Jay Halstead x Reader 🌸

Done Fighting - Jay Halstead x Reader 🌸

Took You Long Enough - Jay Halstead x Reader 🌻

—————————————

NCIS

Family Masterlist - Gibbs x Reader 🌸

Patient and Stubborn - Gibbs X Reader 🌸

Date?- GibbsX Reader 🌸

Time and a place - Gibbs x reader 🌸

Seen my hoodie? - Gibbs x reader 🌸

Oh Baby Masterlist- Gibbs x reader 🌸

Different - Gibbs x reader 🌸

Valentines surprise - Gibbs x reader Drabble 🌸

Belong - Gibbs x reader 🌸

I’ll Wait For You - Gibbs x Reader

Eyes - Gibbs x reader

Thought of you - Gibbs x reader

Slowing Down - Gibbs x reader drabble

Work Wife - Gibbs x reader

Don’t settle - Gibbs x reader (with OC reader’s teen daughter)

Drabble celebration Masterlist (has LOTS OF GIBBS!) 🌸

——————————-

NCIS Nola

Always - Dwayne Pride x Reader 🌸

Come Back To Me - Dwayne Pride x Reader

Drabble “will you be home for dinner?” Dwayne x reader

A look - Dwayne Pride X reader

You Get It - Chris Lasalle x Reader 🌸

—————————

Criminal Minds

LANGUAGE -Spencer Reid X Reader 🌸

Hurry Home - Spencer Reid X Reader 🌸

Hiding - Spencer X Reader 🌸

Lock screen - Spencer Reid X Reader 🌻

Rossi’s Niece 2 Part Masterlist- Spencer Reid X Reader 🌸

Trying Something New - Spencer Reid X Reader 🌸

Burnt Food and Surprises-Spencer x reader (a Valentine’s Day tale) 🌸

Not A Secret - Spencer Reid x Reader 🌸

A Girl Genius for the Boy Genius - Spencer Reid x Reader 🌸

Can I Kiss You Now? - Spencer Reid X Reader 🌸

Things Are Different Masterlist - Spencer Reid X OC (Annie Hotchner) Series 🌸

Pizza Date - Spencer Reid x Reader 🌸

Dating Hiatus - Spencer Reid x Reader 🌸

Smile Again Series - Hotch x Reader 🌸

Done Being Stupid - Hotch X reader 🌸

Good Enough Series Masterlist - Hotch x Reader 🌸

Pick Up Lines - Hotch x Reader 🌸

Home - Hotch x reader 🌸

One bed - Hotch x reader 🌻

No Matter What - Hotch x Reader 🌸

Take up my time - Hotch X Reader 🌸

The text heard round the campfire - Hotch X Reader 🌸

Lucky to have you and your beard - Hotch x reader 🌸

Holding back - Derek Morgan X Reader 🌸

Impatient - Derek Morgan x Reader 🌻

————————-

Sons of Anarchy

Tattoo- Opie Winston x female OC

[mardi-gras-imagines]

...LaSalle challenges you to a drinking contest.

Chris LaSalle

Pairing: LaSalle x Reader

For Anon

A/N: There’s not enough excuses in the world for not updating. I’m sorry. *whispers* I was writing Supernatural fanfiction and doing homework.

~*~--z--~*~

Pride leans down on the bar counter, gaze shifting between you and LaSalle. He’s a little worried that he’s allowing this to happen. You all have work in the morning and he really doesn’t need his two top agents hung over...

“C’mon, Chrissy.” You motion awkwardly towards the shot glass sitting before Chris, “Ya yellow? Show ma wha’ ya gat!” You’re totally slurring by the time you get to the end of that sentence.

Chris just snorts at the absurdity of your insult. He raises an eyebrow at you and goes for the shot glass. Pride winces and groans softly as Chris misses the glass on the first attempt. But, soon Chris gets the hard liquid down and triumphantly slaps the glass down.

“Yer up, Sugarcube.” Chris’ voice is a drunken purr as he leans close. You give a soft snort and a giggle, leaning in close. You two burst out laughing as your heads bump together.

Your heads together, you two can’t seem to look away from each other’s gaze. You’ll never know who moved first but suddenly you’re kissing each other needily. The effect is a little awkward given how you both keep giggling into the kiss.

“Awlright, awlright, you two.” Pride says from behind the counter, reaching forward and pulling you two apart. As he separates you, you and Chris starting laughing even harder.

You hope that one or both of you remembers this in the morning so you can pick up where you left off.

~*~End~*~

[stanathanxoox]

Not Damaged Goods

gif is mine

hugs that last a little longer than they should – Chris LaSalle x reader

It was funny how much you were in need of your best friend right now, and so when you entered the office and he took one look at your face he just knew. Jumping to his feet he raced towards you and pulled you into his arms and held you tightly to his chest as you sniffled

“Didn’t go as ya planned?” he asks and you sigh

“It never does Chrisy and you know that, nobody loves me. I’m just damaged goods” you say and he growls not even breaking the hug as he forces you to look up at him and meet his gaze

“Don’t ya dare even go there Y/N, ya not damaged goods, and there are people who love ya. Ya just gotta stop tryin’ so hard ta make the wrong people fall in love with ya” he says fiercly, his Bama accent thick and deep because of how riled up he is, you look into his eyes and you think you see something in them but your not quite sure what it is and your unsure if you want to go there with your best friend, so instead you rest your head on his shoulder and tighten your grip on him as you sigh.

“I love ya Chrissy” you whisper and he places a kiss on the top of your head

“Right back at ya Y/N/N”.

Tag List: @tiva-jenry-caskett-rizzles-densi​, @jimmybpride​, @dressed-up-just-like-z1ggy​, @nikkiwierden​, @samchelforever007​, @kirkspockbones​, @xoncisxncislaxncisnolaox​, @lasalle-pride-sebastian-love​, @haliannej​, @brooklyn-99-amyxjake​​, @mizzezm​, @genius2050​, @twilight-twihard​, @cullencoven2019​, @wxlfgirlx​, @luciferxchloeislove​, @drethanramsey-ismybabe​, @sawyer-oakley-is-mighty-fine​, @loverofoneshots​, @aelin-thefirebreathingbitchqueen​​

Tag List for NCIS/NCIS NOLA: @powerpuffbubbles​, @diaryofafan17​, @thebeckyjolene​

Tag for NCIS NOLA: @flight-of-a-robin

[toby-35]

Anyone x Reader

A/N-Plz give me feedback, hope this is okay. Tried to change things up a bit. See if it works. Let me know if you like it :)

(Y/N)-Your name

(Y/C/N)-Your crushes name

It was around 22:00, you were curled up under the covers of your cosy warm bed, you had your earphones in watching your favourite TV show on your phone.

(Y/C/N) crawled into bed beside you after His/Her shower, they cuddled up, resting his/her head on your back.

"Baby, come on, go to sleep" (Y/C/N) said, to be honest the show could be paused and you could snuggle up with your partner, but this episode was very intense. (Y/C/N) snuggled tighter lightly thrusting his/her hips into you.

You compromised, you turned off the show, putting your phone on charge and lay your headphones on top of it. You turned over and placed your head in (Y/C/N) chest. You snuggled and got warm together.

The night passed. You woke up around 7:30, arms still wrapped around you and your legs tangled together.

It was mornings like that, that you loved so much.

-TheMysticGay.

[dwaynepride]

as i'm watching nola, i remembered your quick imagine about lasalle giving y/n a necklace and every time i saw lasalle omg i died laughing that that was what i thought of

ugh, chris giving reader a necklace with a "C" on it is still such a great idea and im upset i never did anything more with it because its SUUCH a chris thing to do

[imaginenola]

Requests Are Open!

I'm new to writing x reader stuff & writing for ncis new orleans but the only way I'm going to get better is through practice, so feel free to submit oneshot/imagine/headcanon requests! If I don't feel confident enough or for some reason do not feel comfortable writing it, I will respond and let you know!

[probiefanatic12-blog]

Roll Tide

I know it is probably horrible but here~~~~

You had just moved to New Orleans from Alabama. You had started volunteering at the children hospital just the day before. You were sitting and making paper dolls with some of the little girls. You heard a thick Alabama bred accent say “Hey, Tyler! I brought those new Lego blocks.”

The little boy says cheerfully “Cool! Mr. Chris, have you met the new volunteer?”

You knew he meant you.

“No, I don’t believe I have. Where is she?”

You guessed that he pointed at you. The next thing you know a kid’s chair is being moved next to you and his smiling face appears. You adjust your chair to look at him.

“I’m Chris LaSalle, I bring Legos and build them with the kids.” He reaches his hand out and you shake it.

“Brianna Johnston, I moved here last month from Sylacauga.” You said moving your hair away from the Alabama emblem on your polo.

“Well Roll Tide!! I moved here from Alabama many years ago.”

“I figured, you have that thick Bama draw.” You laughed.

He smiled at you. And that was the start of a beautiful relationship.