Love Letters from NOLA

Spreading the love all the way to New Orleans. This blog is dedicated mostly to NCIS: New Orleans Imagines but the rare NCIS or Quantum Leap imagine might pop up randomly. I also take requests.

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Hi! I don't know if you still use this blog but I wanted to thank you for the NCIS imagines you write. They are wonderful.!!

I am still using it. The poor thing’s just been neglected because real life’s been a little hellish recently, which disrupted my hopes to get imagines back on track.

But, I am so glad you have been enjoying the ones that I have up. ^^

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Hello Everyone. 

Just want to tell you that my imagine inspiration is starting to come back. I hope to get to finishing requests as soon as I’m done with this speech for school. Hopefully sometime this week! Hopefully.

Also, for normal fanfic readers:

If you read my main Pride/LaSalle series, Cemetery Sweethearts, then I’m planning on starting that back up again. 

Series Link: Here

I’m also getting ideas for my secondary, usually unconnected Pride/LaSalle series, Home is Wherever I Am With You.

Series Link: Here

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...Having a nice simple dinner together.

Pride

Pairing: Pride x Spouse!Reader

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You settle down into your chair at the table and sighed happily. It was nice to finally get off your feet. You had been working all day, running around since like five in the morning. 

You smile up at Pride as he bends down and wraps his arms around you. You lean your head against his chest and sigh happily. You simply rest in his embrace as he hums softly to you.

As he moves to let you go, Pride dips his head and tenderly kisses you. You smile tiredly into the kiss, hand going up to gently ruffle his silvering hair. The kiss breaks and you both laugh softly. 

He kisses your hair before pulling away, fingers trailing along your arm for as long as they can as he heads for the stove. He serves up two plates of food and walks back to the table. 

“Smells amazing, Love.” You whisper as he sets the plate down in front of you. He sets the other across from you and sits in front of it. 

He smiles gently and pours you each a glass of wine. You smile as well as you take the glass he offers you. The two of you raise your glasses in a sweet, simple toast, “Happy Birthday, {Y/n}.”

~*~End~*~

Note: Today’s my birthday!

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What inspires you to write?

Watching the thing I’m writing about and getting comments.

This actually bodes well. I’m finally starting to catch up on NCIS: NOLA. I had stopped around episode 4 of season 3 and that’s when I lost inspiration. But, now I’m watching it again and I can already feel the inspiration starting up again.

Imagines should be back soon. I’m so very sorry everyone.

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...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.

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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~*~

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MY RP Characters

Fandom: Supernatural

Name: Sam Winchester

His RP Blog

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Fandom: NCIS: New Orleans

Name: Dwayne “King” Pride

His RP Blog

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Here everyone! These are the links to my RP blogs. Feel free to stop by. 

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You should try making an RP account for one of those characters! Or from something out of Supernatural!

Sure, I’ll give it a try. I always expected people to just RP over chat. That’s how it was always done on other sites. (God, I’m such an old school RPer. I apologize for being annoying and behind on the times).

Is a new account best or should I just add blogs onto this one? I don’t get a lot of asks so I doubt things would get lost in my inbox

As for characters. I’d probably play Pride. I feel like he’s the most worked out in my head.

Got any suggestions of who I should play from Supernatural?

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...Reader keeps staring at Pride until she confesses to him.

Pride

Pairing: Pride x Female Reader

For @ karenmccartneylennon

A/n: Hope it’s okay. Sorry for being so absent everyone.

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You feel completely stupid for doing this but you really can’t seem to stop. You’ve been trying to focus on paperwork all morning but it’s getting kinda hard. They gave you Merry’s desk so now you’re directly across the room from Pride so there’s nothing stopping you from raising your gaze and just staring stupidly at him.

You’re just extremely glad that no one’s caught you yet. Seriously, because you feel completely idiotic just staring at him like a dead fish. You’ve found yourself doing it for like the last month. It’s getting a little pathetic.

You take a deep breath and clench your hand around your pen. You pout in determination and stare down at your report. You’re gonna do it finally. You’re gonna tell Pride you like him today!

Ugh, but, apparently not right now... Your heart drops to meet your stomach as you watch him get up, LaSalle and Percy scrambling after him. It would seem you’re called on a case and you didn’t hear the memo. You really gotta pay more attention.

You groan and scrabble for your gear before running off after them.

~*~z~*~

The case had been very simple to handle in the end, just extremely long and tiring. Your entire team is completely exhausted and you all got a ton of reports to finish filling. You’re really not looking forward to going back to the office. Also, it’d probably help is you’d stop staring after Pride every second.

You sigh and straighten yourself up. Better now than never. Ugh, you can’t believe you’re gonna do this.

“H-hey, King... C-can I talk to you privately?” You ask softly as you walk up to him. You can’t see his eyes behind the dark sunglasses but you can tell by the rest of his face that he’s worried.

“Sure, {Y/N}.” He gently puts a hand on your shoulder and guides you off to the sidelines, “Wha’s wrong?” His soft concern makes you blush as you stare down at your work boots. You could just never tell how other NCIS girls could wear heels to a crime scene. 

“{Y/n}, you awlright?” He sounds a little more worried now as he gently squeezes your shoulder. Your head snaps up and you’re blushing redder as you stare at his sunglasses.

“I-I’m fine, Pride. I, uhm, I just...” You take a shaky breath and hesitantly take his free hand in both of yours, “I just wanted you to know t-that I really l-like you, D-dwayne.” You feel both horribly relieved and terrified at the same time as he gets this surprised look on his face. But then suddenly he’s got the biggest smile on his face.

“Well, now, Ah’m quite fond of you too, {Y/n}.” He hums softly as he leans down. Your pulse shoots up and your heart flutters as he’s suddenly tenderly kissing you. Could this case have gone any better?!

~*~End~*~

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Do you have any RP muses?

You know, I have to admit that I don’t quite know what you mean by that…. Would any of my readers like to explain? I’m a little dense sometimes. ^^’

But that does remind me. I adore RPing. So, if anyone would like to RP, just message me. I RP for any of the shows I write for. That includes shows on @lofty-castle-imagines

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a to-do list would be a grand idea, we can see what we have to look forward to without anything been given away ! :D

I’m glad you like the idea.

It’s all set up now. If you go into the “pages” tab, it’s at the bottom. should say Request List

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...Some one kidnaps yours and Gibbs’ son.

NCIS - Gibbs

Pairing: Gibbs x Female Spouse!reader

For Anon.

A/n: Hope this is alright. This was oddly a struggle to write.

Warnings: Kidnapping

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You can’t breathe. You feel like all the air has been stolen from your lungs as you listen to the phone ring. You’re desperately gasping for breath and you can’t help the sob that escapes as the phone is finally answered.

“Gibbs.” The familiar gruff greeting of your husband comes through the line.

“J-jethro, t-they took him. They h-have Jason.” You can practically hear the world stop on the other side of the phone. There’s tears in your eyes as you wait for a reply.

“We’ll be right over.” The phone clicks dead.

~*~z~*~

“Alright, let’s go!” Gibbs snarls as he climbs to his feet and heads around his desk. His team all poke their heads up in interest and grab their gear.

“What’s the case, Boss?” McGee pipes up as he takes lead behind Gibbs.

“Kidnapping of a NCIS Agent’s child.” The whole team’s eyes widen in horror at the news. The case is instantly made personal now that the attack is against the family of a fellow agent.

“Who’s kid is it, Gibbs?” Bishop asks gently as the team piles into the elevator.

“Mine.” Gibbs’ response is enough to shock the entire team into silence as they all look about at each other behind Gibbs’ back.

~*~z~*~

“Uhm, so, uhm, M-mrs. Gibbs?” McGee stumbles over his own words as he sits down next to you on your couch. He keeps fidgeting as he glanced between you and his notebook. It was so odd meeting his boss’ secret wife.

It felt worse that it was just him and you. Gibbs and the rest of the team were at the daycare looking for clues. Gibbs knew you’d feel safer if he was searching rather than come to comfort you.

“Yes, Agent McGee?” You reply softly, finding it hard to focus. The worry is eating your insides as you sniffle.

“I-I had just gotten to the daycare to pick up Jason and found the girls in charge in a tizzy.” McGee raised an eyebrow at your language choices but soon ignored it, “When I got inside, I found out that Jason had been taken. T-they know Jet’s with NCIS so they let me see the security tapes. The men w-wore masks but they did steal my b-baby.”

McGee’s heart breaks as he listens to your story. He takes a deep breath and writes down your statement. He reaches out and gently rests a hand on your arm.

“Did you know these men?”

“K-kinda. I don’t know their names b-but I stopped them when I found them grave robbing on one of my excavations. T-they ran off but swore revenge.” McGee frowned and nodded. He whispered a few soothing words to you before quickly getting to his feet to call Gibbs.

~*~z*~

The search took only two days once Gibbs knew what he was looking for. He used the knowledge that they were grave robbers and common thieves. He hunted then with a vengeful passion. 

It took the entire team to keep him from murdering the men when they found them. McGee got Gibbs to focus on Jason while McGee took charge. Your son was brought back to you later that day unharmed.

~*~z~*~

“Momma!” You turn around only to have your tiny child jump into your arms. You sob lovingly to him as you cuddle him close. As you two cling to each other, Gibbs walks over and gently wraps an arm around you as his free hand goes to ruffle his son’s hair.

You smile tearfully as you lean up and tenderly kiss Gibbs. He kisses back before breaking it to kiss his son’s forehead. His arms tighten around you both protectively.

“Thank you, Jethro.” You whisper.

“I will do anything to protect you both, {Y/n}.” He whispers back softly and tenderly kisses you.

~*~End~*~

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Greetings to all you wonderful readers and followers! I hope today finds you all well. 

In honor of me having so many wonderful followers (191 on here and 41 on Lofty Castle ^^  ), I’ve decided to maybe start a stats post for this blog and my multi-fandom imagine blog. This stats post will show the imagines with most notes as a means to thank you all for picking your favorite stories.

Since this is the first post, I’ll be going most notes over all. I’ll post this stat page once a month and pick from the imagines that came out that month. I will list one post per fandom (Silver Foxes are now their own fandom), list the characters, and how many notes they have.

So, look below line and see the highest voted. ^^ Thanks again, love to you all!!

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~*~ NCIS: New Orleans Pairing: LaSalle x Spouse!Reader Imagine: You come home to surprise LaSalle at work. Notes: 39

~*~ NCIS Family: Uncle!Gibbs x reader Friendship: Bestfriend!Abby x Reader Imagine: Watching you and Abby reminds Gibbs of children. Notes: 60

~*~ Silver Foxes Pairing: Pride x Engaged!Reader Meeting: Gibbs x Reader Imagine: Gibbs hits on you because no one knows you’re secretly engaged to Pride. Notes: 44

~*~ Quantum Leap Pairing: Sam x Reader Imagine: Sam finally leaps home. Notes: 14

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~*~ Supernatural Pairing: Sam x Reader Imagine: Sam brings you a surprise plant. Notes: 56

~*~ Grimm Pairing: Nick x Spouse!Reader Imagine: You and Nick spend a long night studying Grimm lore. Notes: 11

~*~ Stargate: Atlantis Pairing: Ronon x Reader Imagine: You learn truth always comes out in the gym. Notes: 4

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Are you guys interested in more stats pages being posted?

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I'm so pumped you do Quantum Leap imagines oh my god. But now I have to think of scenarios to request!!

Oh, well I’m glad that you’re happy. ^^ I started them as a personal joy since the show is a favorite of mine since childhood. I honestly had no idea that so many people would enjoy them, but turns out the last one was really loved. 

Feel free to send a request any time and I’ll get to it as soon as I can. ^^

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...You and Tony have just had your first child.

NCIS - Tony

Pairing: Tony x Female Spouse!Reader

For @ yourtropegirl

A/n: You asked for Tony right? My brain’s kinda gone today.

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Tony’s pulse pumps heavily in his ears as he jogs down the hallway of the hospital, not hearing as doctors and nurses yell for him to slow down. He’s dragging in ragged breathes as his go-bag bumps against his back with each step. He didn’t have time to stow it away after the case, he was in too much of a hurry to really mind it.

Guilt and worry swirled in his head as he gasped in air while he sped through the halls. Sure, he had gotten the call that you and the baby were fine but that actually did nothing to reassure him. You had gone into labor early while he was off finishing up an undercover case. He had missed the entire event of your first child.

His expensive dress shoes skid on the smooth floor as he finally makes it to your room and slides slightly. He grabs the door frame and hauls himself into the room. He doesn’t officially stop until he stumbles to a halt right before your bed.

You blink slowly at the commotion and tiredly look up to see him panting for breath at the end of your bed. You give him an exhausted smile and whisper for him to come closer. He seems dazed for a moment, confused as to what you want, until you motion to the tiny child sleeping peacefully in your arms.

Were you not so exhausted, you might have laughed at how the go-bag simply slips off Tony’s shoulder. He stumbles over to your bedside and sits down, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead. You smile and raise your nose to nuzzle his cheek.

“Heya, Sweetie.” You hum tiredly, “Meet your new whelp.” You joke softly to get his focus out of La La Land. He blinks rapidly and looks down, his face utterly stunned as he stares at his newborn son. He looks a little lost but tears are pooling in his eyes as he shakily reaches for your new child.

“M-may I?” He can barely whisper the question.

“Of course you can, Babe.” You gently move the sleeping bundle into his careful arms. You watch happily as he lovingly cradles the baby close to his chest. Your eyes start to flutter closed, sleep creeping in, as you hear him whispering lovingly to the baby.

“Looks like Mommy’s as tired as you are, Sport. Let’s let her rest.” His voice seems far away as you feel him settle onto the bed next to you. You smile sleepily and slump against his shoulder as you finally drift off while listening to him talking to his new son.

~*~End~*~

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...Sam finally leaps home.

Quantum Leap

Pairing: Sam x Reader

For Anon. I hope this is okay.

A/n: I have so many requests that are late. I’m so sorry, everyone.

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You had been working on the project for a very long time. You had stumbled your way into the position of being Admiral Calavicci’s PA. That’s how you had met the great Sam Beckett and the two of you had hit it off immediately. The Admiral had been more than pleased when he found out you and Sam had started to get close.

Not too much longer after that, Sam had done the unthinkable by testing the accelerator on himself and he was lost to you. It hurt horribly to be the one to help care for those that switched with him. You had to look at his familiar face everyday and know that it wasn’t him. 

So, you waited. You came to work everyday and helped the Admiral care for Sam who was lost in the time stream. The Admiral was very sweet and understanding, often giving you updates on Sam even if Dr. Beckett couldn’t remember you. But in the end, you were starting to feel depressed by the separation.

This was the mindset that you had when you came into work today. You were feeling kinda down and rather lonely as you went to fetch Al’s coffee. You gathered it up and headed down towards the imaging chamber when Ziggy suddenly had alarms blaring.

She was one over-reactive, sassy computer but you had never heard her make this sound before. The alarms were filling you with urgency, you almost drop the coffee as you rush off towards the control center. Your shoes skid on the ground as you get to the main room, it seems that something strange has happened with the new leap because Al and everyone are gathered around the body Sam’s aura is attached to. 

“Welcome home, Dr. Beckett.” Ziggy says smugly as Al and the others help the newcomer up from where they’re collapsed on the floor. Everyone freezes at her words and stare at the Leaper.

“Thanks, Ziggy. It’s good to be home.” The Leaper replies tiredly and suddenly the world seems to stop for you as you see his smile. You instantly know, every gesture and movement is entirely Sam.

The coffee really does fall from your hands this time. You’re already running across the room as the cups hit the floor by the doorway. You’re really not thinking by this point as you suddenly tackle the idiot genius. 

“Sam!” You squeak happily as you both hit the floor again. You can hear him grunt as he hits the hard surface and you can also hear Al laughing happily behind you. You really don’t care about anything other than Sam though right now as you wrap your arms around him and hug him close.

“Hi there, {Y/n}.” Sam chuckles softly and hugs you back, “It’s wonderful to see you again.” There’s tears of joy dripping down your face by now because he’s not only home but he finally remembers you. You’re not sure you could be happier as you squeeze him tight. He’s laughing softly before moving his head and suddenly he’s kissing you. Maybe you were wrong, because you most definitely feel even happier now than you did a second ago.

You gladly melt into the kiss as you begin giggling. You alternate between nuzzling and kissing him as you both just lay there on the floor. You really don’t care what the others are thinking or saying right now because you’re just too happy. But you’re sure you’re fine because you swear you hear Al leading the team in a group “awww!”.

This day could not be more perfect.

~*~End~*~

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...You bring Tony lunch at work.

NCIS - Tony

Pairing: Tony x Reader

A/N: I got a comment a while back that Tumblr didn’t have enough Tony imagines. I’m just doing my part to try and fix that. Just assume that all Tony imagines take place while he still works for NCIS.

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You squirm nervously in the elevator as you hug the bag of food close. This is your first time coming to your boyfriend’s work and it’s super nerve-wracking. You’re not sure if he’s gonna be upset or not, he likes to keep work and personal life separate when it comes to you.

Though, he’s been oddly relaxed about work lately so you guess it’s probably alright. That being said, you take a deep breath and step out as the elevator doors open. You take a right and head towards where the nice guards said that his desk is. 

You feel oddly self-conscious as you walk into the bullpen because everyone’s just sorta staring at you. Which is perfectly logical because none of them have met you before and you’re carrying a huge paper bag in your arms. It’s all got your pulse skyrocketing and you can’t seem to settle down.

“{Y/n}?” You almost jump at the sound of Tony’s voice. You quickly look over to where it’s coming from and smile awkwardly. He blinks at you before smiling sweetly, “What’re you doing here, Babe?” He seems happy enough as he asks the question while he gets up from around his desk.

“I-I brought you lunch!” You squeak out nervously as he walks over and gently takes the bag from your arms. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see his team eyeing you in surprise. They must not know about you.

“That was sweet. Got time to eat with me?” You nod slowly in reply, “Great! C’mon, I’ll introduce you to Gibbs and the guys.” He gently takes you by the arm with his free arm and drags you over to meet his team. You’re red in the face with shyness but you also feel honored that he’s being so open about this.

The introductions go well. You don’t think Gibbs like you at first but Tony tells you otherwise. As you two sit down at his desk to eat, he keeps telling you about all the vague twitches from Gibbs you missed that apparently mean that Gibbs thinks you’re a good catch. 

The knot in your stomach finally comes undone and suddenly the food looks amazing. Maybe this crazy plan to bring your boyfriend lunch wasn’t such a bad idea after all. He seems quite happy after all, and that makes you very happy.

~*~End~*~

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...You haven’t been feeling well and Chris takes you to get some fresh air.

Chris LaSalle

Pairing: LaSalle x Reader

For the Anon that needed fluff.

A/n: Sorry I’ve been gone, life’s been crazy. Then I was gonna starting writing again and I got a horrid fever (that lasted five days). It really sucked, I’m still kinda sick...

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You whine loudly as he opens the passenger door to the truck. You had been dozing with your head against it and were now upset that your pillow was currently missing. You hear him chuckle but it does little to help your mood.

“C’mon, Sleepyhead. Rise ‘n’ shine.” LaSalle urges gently as he nudges your shoulder. You grumble slightly at him and try to go back to sleep. He smiles softly and shakes his head as he reaches over you to undo your seat belt.

As if that was the last warning, you reluctantly wake up more. You’re still a little dizzy from the fever you’ve had all week so you allow him to help you out of the truck. You cling to him and he makes sure you don’t fall.

Once you’re out, he locks up and starts leading you to the picnic area of the park. You curl your arms around him and rest your head on his shoulder as you two walk along the path. He chuckles softly and hugs you close, holding you up as you stumble along. You begin to giggle because you must look drunk rather than sick right now.

The walk to the picnic area felt a lot longer than it actually was but you finally got there. You smile tiredly at the sight of one the park tables he took over just for you guys. There’s even a blanket on the grass for you to rest on if you get tired.

“This is so nice, Chris.” You hum lovingly as you both sit at the table. He grins brightly and wraps an arm around you. He pulls you close and kisses your cheek.

“Ah thought ya coul’ do with some fresh air.” He held onto you but turned towards the food he had brought, “Alright, lets get you some soup. King made it special just for you.”

“Sounds great.” You happily snuggle against his side as he serves you. While he works, he leans over and gives you a quick kiss every now and then. You really couldn’t ask for a nicer day out.

~*~End~*~