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It's not the expletive nor the coldness of her voice, not even the words themselves that make him lose the smile, sober up, blinking a couple of times, a muscle twitching under his eye.

Red rises from his seat and moves to meet her halfway, slowly, feet falling softly and quietly on the carpeted floor, as if approaching a skittish animal, careful not to startle her.

It's the way her hands shake, her lips quivers. It's the way she cares. The way her heart seemed to ache if not break ( he wouldn't dare to think of such an honor – to break someone's heart you have to own it, and he's content with just a little corner, a little piece of her heart that beats for her family and her people first and foremost and that he of all people has no right to own ) at the thought of his death.

Red is used to joking about the darkest topics, at least when they concern himself. What most people would assume to be the darkest parts of his life – torture and captivity and near death experiences – he talks about with lightheartedness that is unnerving.

And this? The death he faked so he could finally live a little for himself, for the first time in decades? That's not even one of those 'dark parts' – on the contrary, he can hardly remember the last time he felt so free and giddy and full of life, and that translated into the way he greeted Tamsin.

But it was wrong of him to let it, because this is is not about him anymore, this is about her and what she thought, what she felt in those hours between his death being made public and highly advertised and his visit to her.

“ I know, ” he nods, eyes somber and earnest, and this is not him trying to be clever, not now, not with her... this is him accepting the title along with the fault – he should have thought about her feelings, he should have let her know, somehow, that the news about his death were greatly exaggerated and by his own self no less.

But there's no point in thinking or talking about what he should have done – it won't change the fact that he didn't.

“ I'm sorry, Tamsin, ” Red's voice is low, gravelly as he apologizes, grey eyes glistening as if he feels her anguish as acutely as his own ( and he does, in a way... he lost too many people in his life, and he knows what it feels like... like a piece of your heart goes along with them, like a vital part of the very foundation of who you are crumbles, and if it happens often enough... you become nothing but a pile of rubber, with blank eyes and one last mission to accomplish ).

His hand raises, hesitating in the air – unsure if he should touch her, if he will be accepted – before cupping her cheek, gently, barely even touching her skin, giving her plenty of room to move away, his thumb stroking gently, soothingly.

“ I'm so sorry. ”

the President freezes in her step, a breathy gasp escaping from her lips. her agents had obviously let the other into her quarters, or at least known of his presence. there was not a thing that escaped their knowledge. slowly, she kicks her heels off, crossing her arms across her chest. her eyebrows narrow, feet moving towards him, toes digging into the carpet.

"you're a bastard. you know that?" her voice is cold, hands shaking as she lets them fall to her side. she wants to hit him, wants to scream at him but instead her lip quivers.

"I thought you were dead."

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@svnbleach ( Elizabeth Keen ) asked: ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜

“ Lizzy! ”

Delighted smile stretching his lips, greenish eyes softened by affection yet hiding mischief within, as if he is playing around and reveling in it, Red offered his hand to the young woman to help her descend the last couple of steps of the derelict staircase that led from one of the Post Office's inconspicuous exits to the ground level, e v e r t h e g e n t l e m a n , seemingly oblivious to her apparent confusion.

“ Oh, I simply thought it would be a pity to waste such a pleasant day on being cooped up in a stuffy office, so why don't we have a little lunch while we take a walk through the park, ” he raised his other hand to indicate the cupholder with two cups of coffee in it, offering one to her, and the paper bag hanging from his elbow that had some of his & hers ( how did he know is just another one of his little secrets to keep ) favorite pastry in it, freshly baked, “ and discuss our latest Blacklister... or something else that might be on your mind. ”

Expression innocent and sympathetic, the meaning behind his words was quite clear nevertheless.

You’ve discovered something curious about your husband, haven’t you, Lizzie?

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Send “Look into my eyes” & My Muse will BOLD What They See!

Revised/Cleaned/Added to the meme from here. Credits are to the original creator, not me.

I see:

Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You

You’re:

Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something

You:

Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me

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VARYING KISSES PROMPT

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚     as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!     ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

PLACES TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver's knuckles.

sender kisses receiver's cheek.

sender kisses receiver's lips.

sender kisses receiver's palm.

sender kisses receiver's temple.

sender kisses receiver's inner thighs.

sender kisses receiver's hair.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder.

sender kisses receiver's neck.

sender kisses receiver's knees.

sender kisses receiver's stomach.

sender kisses receiver's top of head.

sender kisses receiver's chest.

sender kisses receiver's upper back.

sender kisses receiver's foot.

sender kisses receiver's inner wrists.

sender kisses receiver's nose.

sender kisses receiver's forehead.

sender kisses receiver's fingertips.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder blade.

sender kisses receiver's lower back.

sender kisses receiver's outer thighs.

sender kisses receiver's sternum.

sender kisses receiver's collarbone.

sender kisses receiver's earlobe.

sender kisses receiver's forearm.

sender kisses receiver's chin.

REASONS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver to say goodbye.

sender kisses receiver to say hello.

sender kisses receiver to say goodnight.

sender kisses receiver to say good morning.

sender kisses receiver to distract them.

sender kisses receiver to reassure them.

sender kisses receiver to initiate something further.

sender kisses receiver to shut them up.

sender kisses receiver to comfort them.

sender kisses receiver to say i love you.

sender kisses receiver to tease them.

sender kisses receiver to fluster them.

sender kisses receiver to congratulate them.

sender kisses receiver to give into them.

sender kisses receiver to surprise them.

sender kisses receiver to pretend they're in a relationship.

sender kisses receiver to show off for someone else.

sender kisses receiver to wish them luck.

SETTINGS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver at a restaurant.

sender kisses receiver in the kitchen.

sender kisses receiver in a pool.

sender kisses receiver at a cafe.

sender kisses receiver at a party.

sender kisses receiver in the bedroom.

sender kisses receiver in a movie theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a car.

sender kisses receiver at a park.

sender kisses receiver in a club.

sender kisses receiver in an alleyway.

sender kisses receiver on the bus or train.

sender kisses receiver in a closet.

sender kisses receiver in a store isle.

sender kisses receiver in a parking lot.

sender kisses receiver in the woods.

sender kisses receiver at school.

sender kisses receiver at the bar.

sender kisses receiver at the beach.

sender kisses receiver in the ocean.

sender kisses receiver in the garage.

sender kisses receiver at work.

sender kisses receiver on a boat.

sender kisses receiver in a theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a tent.

sender kisses receiver in the bathroom.

sender kisses receiver in a motel suite.

sender kisses receiver in a hotel suite.

sender kisses receiver at a cabin.

sender kisses receiver in an office.

sender kisses receiver in the backyard.

sender kisses receiver on the porch.

sender kisses receiver in a secret or hidden place.

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&. 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  a  mix  of  angst,  fluff,  and  plot  focused  dialogue  prompts  in  the  form  of  questions.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ what are you listening to? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ did it hurt? ❜

❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜

❛ do you mind if i sleep here tonight? ❜

❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜

❛ will i see you again? ❜

❛ are you comfy? ❜

❛ do you promise? ❜

❛ are you trying to get us in trouble? ❜

❛ do you enjoy playing with people’s hearts? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜

❛ are you here to kill me? ❜

❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜

❛ do you want to share this? ❜

❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜

❛ how do you know my name? ❜

❛ you’re an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ like what you see? ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ are you happy here with me? ❜

❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜

❛ do you want my jacket? ❜

❛ how are you still alive? ❜

❛ you’re beautiful, you know that? ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜

❛ how does it feel to be in love? ❜

❛ you’ve been crying, what’s wrong? ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ isn’t this amazing? ❜

❛ did you miss me? ❜

❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜

❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

❛ am i worth so little to you? ❜

❛ how is it you’re never scared? ❜

❛ do you ever think about the future? ❜

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ well, how do i look? ❜

❛ what aren’t you telling me? ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ you don’t know who i am, do you? ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜

❛ who’s going to stop us, huh? ❜

❛ wait, you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ it’s my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ what if i hurt you? ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ have you come to laugh at me? ❜

❛ will you still look at me like you do now? ❜

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gentleness action prompts edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit

breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them

home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck

finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm

classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary

honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes

recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body

anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself

repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere

subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing

intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair

domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind

casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer

wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them

excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away

courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something

simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion

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“Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.”

— Paulo Coelho

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You know, when I was 15, I had a summer job installing carpets for Albert Kodagolian on Lake Charlevoix. Horrible job, hot, indoors, forced to listen to “The Gambler” on 8-track while the rest of the world was at the beach. Three days into the job, I knew I had to quit. I asked my father for advice. All he wanted to know was whether I’d given my word to Mr. Kodagolian that I’d work the summer. I told him I had. My father suggested I stick it out. I’d given my word. Worst eight weeks of my life. Until the last day. Mr. Kodagolian shows up at the jobsite, pulls me aside, and tells me that in 27 years, no kid has ever made it through the summer, gives me a bonus $40. The most valuable money I’ve ever made. A priceless lesson about life. V a l u e l o y a l t y a b o v e a l l e l s e.

Independent, semi-selective and canon divergent* portrayal

of

Raymond "Red" Reddington

from

NBC's The Blacklist

listed by Di / Spades

(c)

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You know, when I was 15, I had a summer job installing carpets for Albert Kodagolian on Lake Charlevoix. Horrible job, hot, indoors, forced to listen to “The Gambler” on 8-track while the rest of the world was at the beach. Three days into the job, I knew I had to quit. I asked my father for advice. All he wanted to know was whether I’d given my word to Mr. Kodagolian that I’d work the summer. I told him I had. My father suggested I stick it out. I’d given my word. Worst eight weeks of my life. Until the last day. Mr. Kodagolian shows up at the jobsite, pulls me aside, and tells me that in 27 years, no kid has ever made it through the summer, gives me a bonus $40. The most valuable money I’ve ever made. A priceless lesson about life. V a l u e l o y a l t y a b o v e a l l e l s e.

Independent, semi-selective and canon divergent* portrayal

of

Raymond "Red" Reddington

from

NBC's The Blacklist

listed by Di / Spades

(c)

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Well, what can I tell you, it's been two and a half years and I finally made a promo for Red)

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Hi! I know I keep making posts about coming back here and then disappearing again, but my mom and I started a Blacklist rewatch yesterday and I got really in the feels about Red, so here I am and I will do my best not to disappear again (at least right away, as I have no power over where inspiration and my obsessions take me 😅).

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@nightmdic remember this?)

a moodboard for Red and @nightmdic 's Marie, based on what we've talked about so far (as always, click for better quality)

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Quotes from things I’ve written

“I’d much rather stay here with you”

“Maybe we could stay here for a few more days”

“You’re shaking, [name]. We can stop–”

“You’ve got nothing to apologize for, alright? I just want you to be okay”

“Can you- can you just stay with me? Please?”

“You don’t want them to know what?”

“Something else is bothering you. What’s going on?”

“This isn’t how I- I wanted you to know”

“You don’t need to explain anything. You’ve done nothing wrong”

“Tell me why you’re crying. Let me help you, [name]”

“I- I understand if you want to leave. I won’t ask you to stay”

“I promise you your heart’s safe with me”

“I know I can’t do anything to make things better, but… you can stay with me, if you want”

“Look, [name], I’ve been hurt before, and I… I’m scared”

“I promise you, I won’t do anything to hurt you, and I won’t let anyone hurt you, either”

“You mean the world to me. Talk to me, [name]”

“Will… will you be comfortable here? If you’re not, I’ll leave with you”

“I think you’ve done enough lying”

“I’m sorry! I- I know I fucked up–”

“God, you’re full of it, aren’t you? I don’t know what the fuck is going on with you–”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but I can’t help you if you shut me out like this!”

“You can’t keep pushing everyone away like this. Isn’t that what you keep telling me?”

“I let my temper get the better of me. It’s not you. I don’t want you worrying about that, alright?”

“Please don’t leave. Don’t leave me”

“You’re so much stronger than you give yourself credit for”

“Don’t worry about me, [name]. I’m fine, I promise. Let me worry about you, alright?”

“They sent you home. Why? What did you do this time?”

“No! I didn’t– This wasn’t what I wanted!”

“I never meant for any of this to happen–”

“Don’t make me drag you out of bed, [name]”

“There was nothing you could’ve done differently - you did what you could in an extremely shitty situation. You need to stop beating yourself up about this”

“I’m not going to sit here and let you destroy yourself, [name]”

“I’m right here. I’m here for you. Just let me in”

“But you did everything you could, and… and sometimes, that’s all you can do”

“I know you’re not going to hurt me. But you’re hurting, [name]. I don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret”

“I’m just worried about you - I don’t mean to worry you as well”

“If you want to do something for me, you can kiss me”

“You’ve been anxious ever since you got that phone call - what happened? Who was it?”

“Are you… trying to intimidate me right now?”

“I don’t want to wait, [name]. I love you so much and I just… I want to be with you”

“You’re one of the best things that’s ever happened to me, [name]. I hope you know that”

“Seriously, what’s up, [name]? Was it something I said?”

“I wish we could just stay here. It’s comfortable”

“You’re stressing yourself out. Take a break, [name]. It’ll do you good to step away for a while”

“Have you heard anything I’ve said? I feel like I’m talking to no one”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, now what are they saying?”

“You need this break, [name]. You’re pushing yourself far too much. I understand why, trust me, I understand, but you can’t do this to yourself. You’re going to burn out”

“I never said I was a good influence”

“I wouldn’t be doing this with you if I didn’t trust you”

“I absolutely don’t understand you sometimes”

“Do you ever sleep in?”

“I’ll do anything for you. I need you to know that”

“You better not die on me. Whatever will I do without you, [name]?”

“Whatever you want to say, you can say it through the door”

“I’m sorry you got caught up in all of this. You shouldn’t have to worry about it”

“You don’t need to tell me now if you’re not ready. I don’t want you to feel like you have to talk about whatever it is if you still need to figure things out”

“Your advice is to lie?”

“Come home. Please, [name]. I need you to come home”

“It’s okay. Let it out and just breathe, [name]. I’m right here”

“Y’know, when I said you didn’t need to wake up at dawn, I didn’t mean for you to wake up before it”

“I was right there! I should have done something!”

“I don’t hate you. I don’t blame you if you don’t believe me. I’m not asking you to forgive me, either, but… I don’t hate you”

“I honestly just want to get this over with already, but I might throw myself into the sun first”

“I don’t want to talk to you. Go away”

“Get away from me. Just get the hell away from me, [name]. I trusted you”

“Oh, please don’t tell me I managed to mess up tea”

“You don’t deserve this. I’m just a fuck-up and I can’t do anything right–”

“Everything feels too much. There’s too much and I… I don’t know…”

“I said I’m fine. Please stop asking already, [name]. The answer’s not changing”

“You look like shit”

“I’m flattered you’re concerned about me, [name]”

“I don’t know! I don’t know what’s wrong with me!”

“Please, [name], I can’t… I’m not safe to be around. I just hurt everyone and- and I don’t want to do that to you”

“I’m just… scared. I- I haven’t told anyone, but I want to tell you”

“Y’know, this isn’t exactly how I’d thought you’d see me without a shirt. I thought this part would be… sexier”

“You haven’t said a damn word to me after that night! You haven’t even looked in my direction!”

“What the hell has gotten into you? You said you trusted me, that you loved me-!”

“I do actually love you, but… Clearly I shouldn’t”

“It doesn’t concern you. We had an argument - that’s it”

“I thought you were better than this”

“You are truly stupid, [name]. Were you even thinking when you decided to pull this little stunt of yours?”

“What did you think was going to happen? Did you think I wasn’t going to find out? Did you think it’d remain a secret forever?”

“Let me take care of you”

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"If you wanted out, Emma, you should've come to me."

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Actually, there’s a thought, like this post for a starter where Red comes to visit your muse after faking his death to retire so convincingly, the whole world is buzzing talking about his apparent demise at the horns of a bull in Spain and pictures of his 'body' are all over news and Internet.