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Like a daughter (Lasalle x Reader)

•• For anon that wanted the reader to be like a daughter to Gibbs but have a crush on Lasalle! 💜••

You chuckled to yourself as you got off the plane in New Orleans, Louisiana. You’d just been told by the pilot over the loudspeaker that there was a blizzard moving into D.C while it was 80 degrees and sunny here in New Orleans.

“I knew there was a reason I took this assignment.” You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Yeah, because I didn't want to leave you alone with Dinozzo.” You rolled your eyes as Gibbs started toward the baggage claim of the airport.

“Please.” You laughed, running to catch up with him. “I wouldn't give him the time of day. How far is it to Pride’s office?”

The city was beautiful as it went by like a blur outside the car windows. All sorts of colors and music, it made your heart flutter. Sure, there was a beauty to D.C but this...it had nothing on this.

“Enjoying the sights?” Gibbs piped up from the driver's seat. You nodded.

“It just has such a different vibe...I like it.” He took a sharp turn and you grabbed the door handle. “Unlike your driving. That doesn't seem to change no matter where we are.” He came to a stop in a small alley next to the building. Both of you headed inside and Pride smiled from his desk.

“Gibbs, (y/n), welcome to New Orleans.” He stood up and motioned to the rest of the team in the room.

“(Y/n), this here’s Sonja, Tammy, Christopher, and Sebastian.” Chris smirked.

“The pleasures all mine.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Hiya.”

“Howdy.” You giggled at all their greetings and tried not to blush at Christopher's.

“Thanks, I hope I don't let you down.” Pride chuckled.

“I doubt you will.” He looked at Gibbs over your shoulder. “She'll be fine.” Gibbs chuckled wrapping his arm around you.

“I know that...It's just kinda hard to leave her.” His kissed the top of your head.

“I'll be back in D.C before you know it.” You turned around and wrapped him up in a hug. Only you and Abby were allowed too.

“We’ll take good care of her,” Chris said while leaning on his desk. “You don't have to worry about a thing.” You felt your face flush. You’d barely known the man for fifteen minutes and you were already crushing, and you were crushing hard. Gibbs pulled back and brushed a stray hair out of your face.

“I'm not too sure about that.” He whispered in your ear with a smirk. “Well, I guess I better get back to the airport, Vance wanted me back as soon as possible.” Pride shook hands with him before he waved his goodbyes and was back out the door.

“I hope you like it here, (y/n). New Orleans has a way of pulling people in.” You ran a hand on the back of your neck.

“It certainly does.” New Orleans wasn't the only thing pulling you in. Christopher Lasalle was too, intentionally or not.

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This was one of the best Sebastian episodes of all time. I love my precious nerdy boi.

name a better dwayne and sebastian interaction, i’ll wait

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Comfort (NCIS: NOLA drabble)

Fandom: NCIS: New Orleans

Summary: Sebastian comes home to take care of a sick Chris.

Word Count: 831

Pairing: Chris/Sebastian

Warning: Gagging

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Which is probably a good think considering the shit I put these characters through sometimes.

Shutting the door quietly behind him Sebastian closed his eyes and listened to the quiet throughout the house. He couldn't help but let out a soft sigh at that. He had been hoping that he wouldn't hear anything when he came home.

It had taken all of his willpower to leave the house that morning to go to work. Okay, it wasn't so much his willpower as the only way that he had been able to convince his boyfriend to stay home and take the day that he had obviously needed.

He had known that the man was stubborn, but it only seemed to get worse when he was sick. Though that could also be because his actions made absolutely no sense. Chris could barely stand up without shaking and swaying and he wanted to go to work? Sometimes Sebastian wanted to smack some sense into him.

Then he saw those big blue eyes trying to focus on him and all he could do was wrap the man in a hug. He was just so cute and pathetic when he was sick. At the moment in time Sebastian would literally do anything for him.

Which was why he had an entire pot of Pride's chicken and dumplings for when his boyfriend started to feel good enough to eat. All he had to do was put it in the fridge and head into their bedroom and everything would be…

Before he could even finish that thought he heard feet hitting the floor and scrambling around before gagging ensued. Closing his eyes Sebastian forced himself to take deep breaths so he didn't follow suit. Right now was about Chris not himself.

With that thought in mind Sebastian went into the kitchen to put the food way before making his way into the bathroom. The gagging had finally stopped but he could hear soft broken sobs that felt like a knife twisting in his stomach.

Flicking on a light in the hallway so not to blind the other man Sebastian let out a sigh at the sight Chris made. Kneeling next to him Sebastian placed a hand on his shoulder trying to think of a way he could soothe him.

"'bastian," Chris muttered his hand coming out to weakly grip his thigh.

"I'm right here," Sebastian replied keeping his voice barely above a whisper, "I'm right here."

For a moment the two of them simply sat on the ground in the bathroom waiting to see if Chris would be sick again. Sebastian gently scratched circles into his lovers back until he started to lean back to sit all the way up.

"Oh, Chris," Sebastian said staring at the sweat slicked face.

"'bastian," he tried to say only to be cut off by his body shivering violently.

"Let's get you into bed."

Sebastian had to force himself not to notice just how shaky the normally strong man was. Chris needed to lean on someone at the moment and he wasn't going to let him down. He couldn't let him down.

It took longer than it should have to make the trek from the toilet to the bed, but once they were there Chris was down. Sebastian stood by his side for a moment waiting to see if he was going to be okay before taking a deep breath.

Looking around the room he quickly took in everything that his lover might need him to do. He had so many memories of his mother taking care of him in situations like this, but for the life of him he couldn't think of what he was supposed to do to make the man feel better.

"'bastian?" Chris questioned blurry eyes blinking open.

"I'm right here," Sebastian offered quickly kneeling next to him.

"Cold."

"Cold? I can… I can get some blankets and…"

A hand wrapped around his own causing him to truly look at the other man. He looked so small and lost. It was wrong on so many levels, but for the first time that day he looked like he was actually focused on something.

It took longer than he would like to admit to understand what Chris was trying to say but once he did he couldn't stop the smile from coming to his lips. Placing a kiss to the mans forehead he stood up and started to strip out of the clothes he had been wearing that day.

Once he was in nothing but his boxers he slipped under that blankets with his lover and let the man bury his face into his chest. Sebastian could still feel the shakes rattle Chris's body but some of the tension that had been there was finally gone.

Staring down at Chris he let his hand trail over his boyfriends back in gentle circles. Under his fingers he could feel the man begin to slowly relax until his breathing finally evened out. Once he was sure that the man was asleep he let his own eyes close.

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I mean, how could I not go back and video this part 😂❤️ @of-badges-and-guns

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Band-aids (Sebastian Lund x Reader)

•• For anon 💕 Enjoy!••

You hopped out of Pride’s car with a big smile on your face. The sun was shining, as if it was welcoming you to New Orleans itself. Today was the day you joined Agent Pride’s team permanently. You were so excited it wasn't until Pride whistled from the top of the steps of the Jefferson parish coroner's office you came out of your daze.

“You comin’?” You ran to catch up with him.

“Sorry! I'm just so happy to be here.” You said with a laugh. “This is quite a nice change for me.” Pride chuckled while putting his hand around your shoulder.

“That’s mighty nice to hear. Come on I want ya to meet someone.” You looked up at Pride.

“I already met Miss Loretta at your office when I visited last time.” His smile seemed to grow.

“Well, we’re not here to see Loretta just yet, I'm taking ya to meet Sebastian.” Pride lead you to the door to his lab. “I have a quick piece of business I got to take care of down the hall, you just go on in and introduce yourself and I'll be back in a few minutes.” You nodded as he left. You knocked on the door a few times and waited. No one answered so you pushed it open.

“Hello?” You spotted a vile of some green liquid and you walked right in, your curiosity getting the best of you. You crouched down to eye level to watch the stuff swirl around.

“Who are you?” A man's voice came from behind you. You fell sideways in surprise and caught yourself on the edge of the table. You got up from the floor clutching your arm. “Oh my god, I was just wondering who you were- Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you- Here let me get you a band-aid.” The man took off the goggles he’d been wearing and rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a box. “Well I hope you don't mind Star Trek because those are the only kind of band aids I got.” He handed it to you with a smile. You put it on your arm and he helped you up.

“Are you Sebastian?” He nodded.

“Yep. That's me, Sebastian Lund. Oh! So you must be (y/n), Pride mentioned he was going to come over and introduce us.” You held out your hand.

“It's a pleasure to meet you Mr.Lund.” He took your hand and smiled back.

“It's a pleasure to meet you too.”

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Prompt list time!

Prompt List

(Props to my Discord cutie pies for helping me out on this!)

1. “I am not a smart man.”

2. The ceiling fan crashes to the floor. “Um, I can explain.”

3. “Please shut up. You’re stupidity is making my brain hurt.”

4. “When was the last time you ate?” There’s a long pause. “You know what, if you have to think that long, you need to eat something.”

5. “Let go, or so help me, I will bite you.”

6. “Aw, they’re so cute when they’re sleeping…”

7. “Just go back to sleep. It’s okay.”

8. “So, just theoretically, do you know any good places to dump a body? Asking for a friend.”

9. Everything was falling apart. “I’m fine.” They were, of course, lying.

10. Their vision goes black, and they crumble into a heap.

11. “Listen, don’t ask any questions. I just need you to trust me on this one.”

12. “You’re too adorable. Stop it.”

13. “Calm down. Breathe. It’s okay. We’ll figure this out together.”

14. “I hope you step on a Leggo in the dark, you absolute burnt piece of toast.”

15. “That’s… moldy. Are you sure you wanna eat–? Okay, sure. Go ahead.”

16. “Can’t… breathe…”

17. “You keep sneezing. Are you sick?”

18. “Why didn’t you tell me that you got hurt?”

19. “Um, why are there bubbles everywhere?”

20. “Tell me again why you stole the [insert thing]?”

21. “Grab some blankets and pillows. We’re making a fort!”

22. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to do that!”

23. “Oh wow, you’re bleeding… a lot. S-sit down, okay? Don’t fall!”

24. “What do you mean they’ve been turned into a kid?”

25. “Look, I know we had an agreement because it put a strain on our relationship. But just one more time okay?” The Mario Kart theme starts playing in the background.

26. “What is it that the kids say these days? ‘Yeet’?”

27. “Please pass the salt. No, put [insert name] down!”

28. “Don’t leave me. I think I’m being followed…”

29. “Stop putting yourself in danger all the time, or I swear, I’m going to kill you!”

30. “Huh… what did you put in this ice cream again?” “That was the special ice cream, why would you eat it?”

31. “I will burn the heart and soul out of you.”

32. “What did they do to you?”

33. “So we decided to do some renovations while you were away. Ignore the giant hole in the wall. That’s on purpose.”

34. “Please put the bottle down.”

35. “I don’t want to go back there. Please, let me stay with you.”

36. “Join the club. We have hats.”

37. “Don’t you dare talk about them that way.” “They’ve killed multiple people.” “It’s just a phase.”

38. “I think I’m dying.”

39. “Why are you making pudding at 3 AM?”

40. “That didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would.”

41. “Pack your bags, nerds, we’re going to [insert place name]!”

42. “What do you mean you don’t know where they are? I thought you were with them!”

43. “You know what? I liked you better before… Yeah, never mind, I never liked you.”

44. “So I have an idea. Wh-why are you rolling your eyes? I haven’t told you what it is yet!”

45. “Just leave me alone. I’m used to it at this point anyway.”

46. “Of course I missed you.”

47. Person comes back to a burning house. “I was gone for literally five minutes, guys.”

48. “I promise I’ll never ask you for anything ever again if you just do this one thing for me.”

49. “Why are you soaking wet?” “Well, you are not gunna believe this!”

50. “It’s so cold in here.” “Stop whining. I am not cuddling with you.”

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Happy Soup (Sebastian Lund x Female!Reader)

•• I've had this one in my drafts for about a month. Just a little sick Sebastian! Enjoy!••

“Stop being such a baby, Sebastian!”

“Says the one holding me hostage in my own home!”

“You’re sick! You can’t chase after bad guys if you can’t go more than fifteen minutes without running to the bathroom to throw up!” Sebastian made a pukey face before hightailing it to the bathroom.

“This proves nothing!” He struggled to call back, slamming the door behind him. You were fairly certain Sebastian had food poisoning from the restaurant you two went to last night. He said the meat tasted off, but you told him it was probably just different seasonings than he was used to. Whoops. After a few minutes he came out of the bathroom, looking even more run down than he did before. He narrowed his eyes at you before retreating to his bedroom.

“What are you doing?” You asked, coming over and leaning against the door frame. You quickly averted your eyes as he kicked off his pants.

“I’m getting back into bed and then…I’m calling Pride.” He flopped down onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. “Is this how I die? One bad steak at a mom and pop restaurant?”

“You’re not dying you idiot, you just feel like crap. Trust me. I’ve had food poisoning before.” You went to the edge of his bed and pulled his blanket up and over him. You smirked at the symbol of the Republic in Star Wars. “Just stay here and rest. I’ll make you something to make you feel better.” You grabbed his TV remote off the nightstand and gave it to him and drew his curtains. “I gotta go buy something at the grocery store but I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Call me if you need something, okay?”

“Thank you, (y/n). You don’t have to-”

“I know, I don’t have too, but I am.” You walked out and stopped. “Hey, don’t forget to call Pride that you’re dying.” He let out a weak laugh.

“Why do you find pleasure in mocking me?”

“What else are girlfriends supposed to do?” You went to grab your bag. “I’ll be back in a couple hours!”

Thankfully, the store has all the ingredients in stock for what your Mom used to call “Happy Soup”. Whenever you were sick as a kid she made you this soup and it was almost a miracle like how fast it made you feel better. That woman knew something about herbs. You set your bag of things on the counter in the kitchen before going to check on Sebastian. He was passed out, not reacting at all when you knocked on his door. The Rise of Skywalker playing on the tv on low volume. You left him to rest as you headed back to the kitchen. You cracked your knuckles.

“Time to make some happy soup.” You started a kettle of boiling water along with cutting up a clove of garlic and an onion and throwing them into a pot to steam. A dash of fish sauce and some brown sugar. Some green onions. Eventually you pour your water from your kettle into the pot and throw in a bay leaf. You took a spoon and took a large gulp and sighed as it slightly burned all the way down your throat. It tasted like your childhood. You really hoped Sebastain would like this. Another tablespoon of Brown sugar and you turned off the burner and moved the pot off the stove to cool down for a few minutes. Getting Sebastain’s favorite tri-colored bowl out of the cupboard you pour him a nice helping and set it on a tray so he didn’t have to get out of bed. You smirked at yourself. You were pretty good at this, taking care of Sebastian.

When you walked into his room you were surprised to see him upright. He blinked at the tray in your hand.

“Is that what smells so good?” You nodded, smiling.

“Yep,” You handed him the tray. “My mom’s happy soup. I figured if it helped me when I was sick it might do the same for you.” He took a spoonful and gasped.

“This tastes like heaven.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously! My own mother can’t even make soup this good!” He paused. “Don’t ever tell her I said that!” You held your hands up defensively.

“I won’t.” You sat down on the edge of his bed as he ate. “Are you feeling any better? Besides the soup, I mean.” He nodded.

“Yeah, actually. I haven’t thrown up since before you left.”

“Good! So you must not have had as bad of a case of food poisoning as I thought.”

“Pride said I could have tomorrow off too if I didn’t feel any better.”

“By tomorrow you’ll probably be fine enough to go to work. If my soup works it’s magic.” Sebastian laughed.

“I knew you were a master cook, you just never wanted to tell me so we’d stop ordering out so much!”

“I know how to make one soup!” You could tell by how much energy he had that he was definitely feeling better. This morning he’d been a bitter grouch. “I’m just glad you’re feeling better, Sebastian.” You took the tray, seeing he was done and went to put it in the sink.

“(Y/n).” He stopped you right before you reached the door. “I really appreciate all the trouble you went through to make this for me. Thank you.” Your cheeks hurt from how wide you were smiling.

“It’s not trouble when it’s for you, Sebastian. Get some more rest. You’ll need it for work tomorrow.”

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No take backs (Sebastian Lund x Reader)

•• For @stanathanxoox 💕 I hope you like it! ••

“Sebastian!” Pride called out as you followed him into the crime lab. “Whatcha’ got?” Sebastian rushed around the corner with a huge grin on his face.

“I can tell you what that substance on the general's clothes was!” Pride smiled at his enthusiasm. He motioned at a computer.

“Mind sharing with the class?” You chuckled as Sebastian blushed.

“Right. Well, at first I was just testing for foreign substances when I found perchloroethylene.”

“Perchlorethylene?” Pride questioned. “What's that used in?”

“Dry cleaning, mostly.” You chimed in. “But It’s been known to cause liver tumors in mice and rats.” Both Pride and Sebastian stared at you with a look of shock on their faces. “What? I read.” Sebastian nodded before turning back to his computer.

“Yeah, and It also just so happened that Loretta found a tumor during the autopsy. It was a small one though, showing that the exposure was recent but the guy was trying to poison him slowly.” You nodded.

“I agree with Sebastian-!” You didn't realize what you said until Sebastian turned to you dramatically and gripped onto your shoulders.

“Did you just agree with me?” You groaned. You and Sebastian had a special relationship; neither of you agreed with the other. It was funny. You enjoyed it. The team thought it was cute too, especially Pride, who thought it was because you both liked each other.

“Oh, I wish I could take it-” You started.

“Nope! You said it! No take-backs!” Sebastian said excitedly. “I win! You owe me fifty bucks!” Pride chuckled.

“You bet him you'd never agree with something he said?” You sighed.

“Unfortunately.” Sebastian couldn't wipe the smile from his face as he did a little victory dance.

“Wait until the rest of the team finds out.” He teased and you slapped your forehead.

“Oh god don't remind me.”

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*insert Chris singing Sebastain*

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I finished all my other prompts! 💙 Time for some more! Send as many as you want! Just don't drown me in them lol

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1. “I apologise in advance for the inconvenience my murder is going to have on your life.”

2. “I hate you.” “Why? I’m lovely.”

3. “Murder wasn’t on today’s agenda.” “It’s not on anyone’s.” “No, it’s on mine, just not until next Thursday.”

4. “Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well it didn’t stick.”

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THIS IS BEAUTIFUL 💕💕💕💕

36. I history repeats itself I’m getting a dinosaur.”

Requested by: @stanathanxoox

Word Count: 174

Tag List: @peachyavaline @stanathanxoox

A/N: aaahh i’m sorry this is so short! apologies if I wrote Sebastian a bit ooc.

It was no secret that Sebastian was a conspiracy theorist.

You, on the other hand were not. Key word: were. When you first met Sebastian, you’d had no idea about any of it, yet here you were, sitting cross legged on the couch next to Sebastian, eyes glued to the laptop on your lap. You’d fallen down the rabbit hole and were currently reading through an article on how history had apparently repeated itself.

“Oh my god,” you mumbled, eyes glued to the screen. “Have you read this?”

Sebastian leaned over and looked at the screen. “Yep. Actually, it’s-”

“Wait,” you interrupted, slowly turning to him. “What if history repeats itself again and dinosaurs come back from extinction? And wouldn’t we be able to neutralise them given our current technology?”

You were cut off by the rapid beeping of Sebastian’s phone. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before getting up. “It’s Pride. Gotta go.”

He was halfway out the door when you shouted after him, “If history repeats itself I’m getting a dinosaur!”