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whumpypepsigal · 7 months

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Whumptober 2023 | No. 6

Made To Watch

The Blacklist s01e01: “Do what I say or I'll shoot your husband.”

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prentissrollins · 18 days

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Megan Boone as Elizabeth Keen

The Blacklist (2013 - 2023) - 7x08 (3/∞)

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crimeshowsource · 12 days

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Megan Boone as Elizabeth Keen

The Blacklist (2013 - 2023) - 7x08

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littletreeproductions · 9 months

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I used to think that going it alone made me stronger. But that's not true. No, real strength comes from accepting that you're weak and that it's okay to ask for help.

#a little sneak peek of a vid im working on #keenler #the blacklist #donald ressler #elizabeth keen #tbl #mine #my gifs #tb #keen x ressler

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ace-of-spaders · 1 year

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“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first” Bullsh*t. I have never loved myself. But you? Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.

#lizzington #raymond reddington #james spader #elizabeth keen #megan boone #tbl quote gifset #tbl 3x10 #lizzington quote gifset #my creations #my gifs #here have some lizzington feels 🥰 🥺#I might turn this into a series...

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 16 days

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Walls Broken Down ~Broken!Rita Calhoun xFem Younger!Reader

Summary— AU where Rita is friends with a young Reader (thinking 20s, whereas Rita’s in her mid to late 40’s). Rita has a past that haunts her, and one day it just all becomes too much. Reader is there for Rita as much as she can be.

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: angst, implied anxiety attack, past trauma, implied small mental breakdown, fluff, age gap (all legal), comforting, physical comforting, happy ending fluff, etc.

Enjoy (;

She knew you hadn’t meant to. All you had done was brush her shoulder as she had walked past Rita to grab some utensils. But now Rita could feel herself trembling in her own kitchen. She could feel her knees wobbling and her lip trembling. Before she knew it, she was collapsing back against the pristine marble top counter, falling to the accented floor with her back to the dark walnut cabinets.

Waves of raw pain crashed over the woman. She could feel the tears already surfacing as the memories punched her in the gut, one after the other relentlessly. Memories of him. A past too terrifying to reconcile. Him invading her senses once more. Him taking advantage of her once more. Him, the man who had ruined her for anyone else. She felt so numb. She felt so violated. She felt so used. Rita’s mind replayed painful memory after painful memory, not able to stop. That one singular touch had sent her mind into a spiral.

As Rita came crashing down to the floor, you had dropped what you were doing and had rapidly approached the shaking brunette. But as you kneeled down to comfort and check in with her, you had extended your hand to the women’s back. Rita instinctively withdrew with sharp skill, a horrifying instinct drilled into her. She sucked in a breath as she avoided your touch, like it was a hot, scalding iron rod, curling up with her arms around her retracted knees.

Rita closed her eyes, and a tear escaped her left eye as she recalled all the haunting memories of her past, the ones that she had thought had surely been buried long ago. Seemingly not. Her limp, curled up form floated back to that day. All those years ago, she had been so young. She had been so innocent, kind of like you. Your touch hadn’t even been that bad, hadn’t even been intentional. But it didn’t matter. A flood of sadness came over the woman next, filling every sense of her being in a depressive state.

Rita couldn’t stop the following downpour of tears that emerged from her form. She curled even tighter into herself, shaking violently on the ground. In the back of her mind, she could vaguely hear you calling out her name in appropriate concern. But the ringing pain in her head was louder. The brunette sat on her kitchen floor; her tears ran down her body and pool on the ground. She managed to peek out of her cocoon, but she couldn’t look at you. Instead, her reeling mind tried to grasp the surroundings around her. From her position, She could see the heights of her living room, where her Bloomingdale curtains had once hung, but now with her remodel, all there remains are the new, empty gold drapery rods waiting for new, luxurious drapes to cover the glass wall. She tried to focus on those, the drapery rods.

Her mind was an abyss. Her life was a failure. Why did she even try? It was useless. She was useless. Part of Rita knew that was not true, but that part was currently tied up, duck-taped, and thrown in a closet, door locked and key lost. The new and improved part of her that she had spent curating was thrown aside. The new coats of platinum white on her walls were stripped to reveal the mundane beige of her college youth. This wasn’t your fault. It was her own. She deserved this. She deserved all of this. She cringed internally at how pathetic she was behaving, at how pathetic she was.

After a god awful amount of time of sobbing on the tile floor, Rita eventually could produce no more tears. She sniffled and slowly raised her head from her defensive curl towards you. And she was immediately met by your eyes dazzling with concern and naivety. You looked up to her like a mentor and here she was breaking down in the middle of her kitchen. How pathetic. Rita felt a pang of guilt ripple through her as you attempted to speak to her once more.

“Hey, Rita…Are you okay…?”

But Rita was in no state for verbal coherence. She nodded, as her lip trembled. She felt so small. Even though she was taller than you, even though her build was stronger than you, even though she was decades older than you, Rita still felt small. She felt like she was small enough for the world to swallow her whole without anyone noticing. She felt like she was small enough for him to come back and for her to not be able to fight back.

Your eyes softened as you nodded and cautiously extended a hand to the brunette. Rita couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped her lips at the kind gesture. That alone made her want to cry again. She slowly reached out and gingerly took your hand. With your help, the woman stood up on her wobbly legs. She took a deep breath as she stood. You didn’t know what happened, what was happening. But you were determined to be there for Rita.

Rita’s thoughts were still swimming, but now she had an anchor. Now, your consenting touch was keeping her tethered to reality. As you guided her to sit down by the kitchen island, Rita took deep breath after deep breath. She now knew that she couldn’t continue to ignore her past like this. No matter how many properties she owned, no matter how many times she remodeled and tried to cover it all up, no matter how many times she rebought her entire wardrobe, it would never go away. No, she had to properly heal. And as she squeezed your hand in gratitude and reassurance, she knew that she would be alright.

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Rita Calhoun Masterlist

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jimmyspades · 3 months

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THE BLACKLIST 1.01 "Pilot" | 10.22 "Raymond Reddington: Good Night"

#rewatching the pilot and this line went for my jugular... when I tell you my entire body started shaking #the blacklist #raymond reddington #james spader #megan boone #elizabeth keen #*#oh here comes trouble. put your helmet on.

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kynia-ky3mart · 3 months

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the blacklist; portrait series

if you're interested in supporting me further, consider following my instagram where i post way more consistently (weekly), give a monthly preview of my posting schedule/what i'm going to post, show progress, and post interactive stories!

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katarinas-redemption · 2 months

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The Blacklist - S8E22, Konets. The Show Didn't SAY OUT LOUD who Red was. But they SHOWED it TO YOU.

#raymond reddington #the blacklist #konets #8.22 #elizabeth keen #megan boone #james spader #lotte verbeek #katarina rostova

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kxpmultifandomer · 10 months

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Every Time I See Elizabeth Keen Shipped With Raymond Reddington I Cry Genuine Tears.😭

#being a woman includes murder #the blacklist #raymond reddington #elizabeth keen #I Was To Scrape Out My Eyes And Glue Them On The Wall #Every Time💀

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red-lizzie-reddington · 1 year

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This killing me 🥺❤️

Promo Pics for 10.10 next week!

My heart ❤️‍🔥

#elizabeth keen #james spader #raymond reddington #lizzington #the blacklist #agnesgate #agnes keen #megan boone

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prentissrollins · 3 months

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Elizabeth Keen and Donald Ressler

↳ The Blacklist | 6x16

#the blacklist #elizabeth keen #donald ressler #keenler #6x16 #otpsource #smallscreensource #tvarchive #dailytvfilmgifs #televisiongifs #filmtvdaily #filmtvcentral #crimeshowsource #userthing #cinematv #mine #mine: tbl #mine: keenler #tbl s6

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absolutelyanidiot · 7 months

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The Blacklist AU where cop-recently-turned-FBI agent Dick Grayson is called in by the assistant director after the infamous crime lord known as the Red Hood surrenders, offering himself as a criminal informant, but he'll only speak to Grayson. Instead of bringing up points about Elizabeth's father's criminal past, he reveals that he knows the Bats' identities. On Jason's side, everything happens like in canon until a little past the incident at Titans Tower, because then he feels bad for what's going on with the family, so he decides to put himself in the picture, without them knowing, of course. In addition, it's not Tom that's on the ventilator, it's Tim. And it's all because of the Red Hood, so Dick hates him for it. He's injured worse than in canon, but Jason does actually feel bad about it.

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littletreeproductions · 9 months

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Liz Keen & Donald Ressler [+s10] | Carry You

Somewhere, is just a tiny island of calm. And if that weren't there... I would be swept out to sea.

#keenler #the blacklist #liz keen #donald ressler #elizabeth keen #keen x ressler #tbl #tb #mine #my fanvids #my vids #fanvids #Youtube

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ace-of-spaders · 7 months

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When I was young, I loved fairy tales. I was always partial to shapeshifters, who seemed good and sweet, but they were full of unimaginable darkness.

+ bonus (because adorable Red is adorable)

#lizzington #raymond reddington #james spader #elizabeth keen #megan boone #tbl 3x14 #tbl lady ambrosia #my creations #my gifs #just... imagine them reading bedtime stories to Agnes (and any other kids they have) together #taking turns #doing voices #their back and forth so seamless and effortless because they are just so in tune #*sighs dreamily*#the things we deserved to see 🥺

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resslawx · 8 days

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I never thought I’d do this, posting keenler in 2024 but here I am.

In my whole fandom life, I’ve experienced some really painful stuff. But Keenler was the biggest heartbreak I’ve ever had to face in this hobby. I know people outside these bubbles can’t understand but we do. The love, the energy, the emotions I poured into this, the pure devotion; I’ve never given as much of myself to something before them. Content creation for this fandom was second nature, loving this ship felt like breathing. Woven into my life in a way only you guys can understand.

In roughly 2 months, it’ll be 3 years since it all broke down. But if we’re honest, we knew it was falling apart in the months leading up to it already – we just didn’t know it’d be *this* bad.

Keenler, you will forever be my once in a lifetime. Thank you for one of the greatest times I’ve got to have so far. Thank you for connecting me to so many people on such a deep level. Thank you for being my greatest comfort during tough times.

You are what fueled my passion for editing and creating. Wherever I go, whatever I create – there will always be a part of you in it.

I will never forget the day it finally came crashing down on us. I’ll never forget June 23. I’ll never forget the pain that made us feel like there was no breathing anymore. How everything we poured into this, for years, was trashed and our unbound loyalty betrayed in the worst way a fandom can imagine. How they acted as if we, the support that made them big, had never existed.

It took me weeks to be able to look at anything fandom hobby related again. It took me months to try to edit again (and failed). Loosing keenler had made me numb in a way that made creating impossible, while before, creating was where I felt the strongest emotions ever. I truly thought I had lost the hobby I loved so dearly. It took me 8 months in total until I could somehow continue it. It was a long process with many ups and downs but today, 3 years later, I am incredibly grateful to not have given up on it. While there were multiple factors at play, I must owe most of it to rollisi.

So thank you, sonnshine and georgia peach. I cannot put into words how thankful I am.

#fanvid #the blacklist #keenler #donald ressler #elizabeth keen #rollisi

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