#donald ressler imagine
Text
The Blacklist Masterlist
One Shots
A Desperate Mess - Donald Ressler x Reader
Peach Cobbler - Donald Ressler x Reader
A Case They’ll Like - Raymond Reddington, Reader (all platonic)
Trouble In ‘Paradis’ - Raymond Reddington, Reader (all platonic)
Imagines + Mini Fic
Imagine ignoring Reddington's calls until he shows up at the doorstep
Imagine reminding Reddington that you have his back
Imagine declining a task from Reddington
Imagine being frustrated with Reddington again
Imagine suggesting a restaurant to Ressler for date night
Imagine getting on Ressler’s nerves
Series
Club Abyssinia - Reader x Donald Ressler (implied), Reader x Raymond Reddington (platonic)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 (last)
(Return to the Easy Navigate Masterlist)
#theladyofmanyfandoms#theladyofmanyfandoms masterlist#theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction#blacklist x reader#blacklist imagine#the blacklist imagine#reddington x reader#raymond reddington x reader#raymond reddington imagine#reddington imagine#donald ressler x reader#donald ressler imagine#ressler imagine#ressler x reader
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
Who / what fandoms I write for
Here's a list of the fandoms and the characters within said fandom I write about.
The characters listed will be the whumpees in the imagines I write. The caretaker does not specifically have to be on this list, but can be anyone from the same fandom (if you have a preference, please specify with your request).
Want to send in your request? I am currently only taking requests from my prompts list, which you can find here and you can also send in your request through there.
A
A-Team (movie): Face, Murdock
Aladdin (live action movie): Aladdin
American Assassin: Mitch Rapp
Avengers / Marvel: Ant-Man/Scott Lang, Captain America/Steve Rogers, Doctor Strange/Stephen Strange, Hawkeye/Clint Barton, Loki, Thor
B
The Batman (2022): Bruce Wayne
The Blacklist: Donald Ressler
Bullet Train: Tangerine
C
Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid
CSI: Greg Sanders, Nick Stokes
CSI NY: Danny Messer, Don Flack, Adam Ross
D
Dune: Paul Atreides
F
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them: Newt Scamander, Theseus Scamander
G
Game of Thrones: Jon Snow, Robb Stark
Guardians of the Galaxy: Peter Quill
H
Hannibal (tv series): Will Graham
The Hobbit: Fili, Kili, Thorin, Thranduil
I
Inception: Arthur
J
James Bond (Daniel Craig era): James Bond, Q
Jurassic World: Owen Grady
Justified: Raylan Givens, Tim Gutterson
K
Kingsman: Eggsy Unwin
L
The Last of Us: Joel Miller
Lie to Me: Cal Lightman, Eli Loker
Lord of the Rings: Aragorn, Faramir, Legolas
M
MacGyver: Angus MacGyver
Maze Runner: Newt, Thomas
N
Now You See Me: Daniel Atlas
O
Olympus Has Fallen / London Has Fallen: Mike Banning
Our Flag Means Death: Ed Teach/Blackbeard
P
Pride + Prejudice + Zombies: Mr. Darcy
Prodigal Son: Malcolm Bright
The Purge (movies): Leo Barnes
S
Shadow & Bone / Six of Crow: Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Wylan van Eck
Sherlock (BBC): Sherlock Holmes
Star Trek (2009): Jim Kirk, Spock
Spiderman (Tom Holland era): Peter Parker
Star Wars: Poe Dameron
Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
T
Top Gun Maverick: Rooster/Bradley Bradshaw, Hangman/Jake Seresin
U
Uncharted (movie): Nathan Drake
W
Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes
Wonka: Willy Wonka
X
X-Men: Charles Xavier, Hank McCoy
#fanfiction#fanfic#whump#whump fanfiction#whump imagines#who I write fo#top gun maverick#moon knight#mandalorian#the last of us#uncharted#walking dead#sherlock#our flag means death#911#avengers#fantastic beasts and where to find them#the hobbit#hannibal#shadow and bone
11 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hetalia headcanon
Hetalia headcanon
So, another one with Roderich as a well villain, but not really, not exactly. Let's mix the Blacklist with our beloved personifications. And use my second favourite pairing, Austria and Germany.
Imagine Rod as Reddington. No one really knows who he is exactly. A spy? A traitor? Mastermind criminal? He knows everyone and knows everything about everyone. Information and networking are the keys to his success. He loves art and music and is very eccentric. He buys weird stuff and enjoys the finest food and wines.
Now imagine this young FBI German-American agent, -Ludwig Beilschmidt who spent his entire career chasing Roderich (just like Donald Ressler) and suddenly he is a part of a special task force that relies solely on a blacklist of criminals provided by Rod. Not only this, but Roderich also saved Ludwig's life. Ah, the possibilities of a slow-building romance between those two with a good amount of drama and angst
Oh, and Hungary, as Denbe, she would rock.
How does this end? No idea, maybe like in TV series, spoilers, which means dead Rod and no happy ending. Or maybe, just maybe, they get together and disappear.
#hetalia#hetalia headcanons#hws austria#aph austria#roderich edelstein#hws germany#aph germany#ludwig beilschmidt#aph hungary#hws hungary#elizaveta hedervary#the blacklist#raymond reddington#donald ressler#geraus
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
A small snippet of my even smaller piece in progress.
The setup: it's AUish/canon divergent take on s6 through s9. Everything happens just the same (yeah, Don having sex with Liz as well), but for one tiny exception.
Donald does all that because he has found out first that Liz's the one to put Red into jail. And whilst he thinks Red belongs there, he recognizes that the good the TF has done is worth more. And Liz’s actions put the TF at risk. Also, at the same time, he figures it's an opportunity to dig into Red's identity vas well. Don's hoping to earn his trust with the intel he has about Liz. They have an arrangement—Ressler keeps Liz close and shares what he knows.
Unfortunately, Ressler isn't wired for this kind of game and gets caught up into shit real fast, and he's now torn between to whom his loyalties lie and his desire to do the right thing.
And so, it's post s8, Liz is dead, and Red is back after two years of absence. The investigation regarding Liz's death and her involvement with Marco Jancowicz is reopened again.
***
“Good evening, Agent Ressler.”
“You’re trespassing.”
“Don't shoot the messenger just yet. May I come in?”
“What do you want, Reddington?”
“Can’t the two friends catch up?”
“Since when do you have friends?”
“Well, I have you, don't I?”
“Get lost.”
“I was hoping to have a word with you.”
“You deaf or what?! Get out. Now.”
“Can’t do that now, I'm afraid. My sources say, the DOJ is looking for the Pazzi. With Elizabeth gone, they need a new face of domestic terrorism. And you, Donald, are on their radar.”
“Goddammit, Reddington, just get the fuck—”
“Donald, you’re going to jail.”
***
“I can't imagine how hard the past two years must've been for you.”
“Cut the crap. You give no shit just about anyone. Why should I be different, huh?”
“You look exhausted, Donald. Please, have a sit. New painkillers aren't working the way they should, are they?”
“You got one fucking minute or I swear I’m gonna shoot you.”
“Really? Your best option to get out? I don't think so. My car's waiting outside, if you're up to it.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“It’s the right thing to do.”
“Right thing my ass. You killed Keen's mother, Reddington. There's no coming back from that.”
“Katarina Rostova is dead—”
“Of course she is! You put two in her chest in front of Keen and walked away afterwards.”
“Donald, I know this must be challenging for you, but please make an effort to comprehend this—I did not kill Elizabeth’s mother. And speaking of challenges. Please humor me, how does one end up bedding a domestic terrorist?”
“Wh—Fucking—You fucking told me to keep Keen close and I did! I fucking told you everything!”
“Indeed you did, though I have an impression that you two have shared more than just a bed. Did you tell her?”
“Tell her what?”
“About our arrangement.”
“What?! Why would I?”
“Donald, are you Elizabeth’s quarterback now? Because from where I'm standing, it feels so. Are you?”
“If you had told her the truth—”
“—And if you kept your pants on, you wouldn't have found yourself in this predicament. But what's done is done.”
To be continued
8 notes
·
View notes
Note
Glaubst du wir werden Donald Ressler in Staffel 10 ,neu verliebt und glücklich bis ans Ende sehen ?
(Translation - Do you think we will see Donald Ressler in love again and happily ever after in season 10?)
I have mixed feelings about Ressler getting involved again. On the one hand, he deserves to be happy at the end of the series (if S10 is the final).
And yet, I don't trust these writers to just give him a stable love story. All we ever see are Ressler's murdered lovers, Aram having affairs with married women, hooking up with spies and proposing to comatose women who leave, and Cooper and Park with marriage issues. So I don't trust these writers to just give Ressler a plain old stable girlfriend who loves him unconditionally!
But Ressler does deserve to be happy, so even if we never see it on the show I will always imagine him finding someone who has nothing to do with Reddington's world, and Ressler leave the Bureau and just become a husband and father.
Thanks for the ask!
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
Я опубликовал(а) 4 363 поста в 2022 году
137 постов создано (3%)
4 226 реблогов постов (97%)
Блоги, из которых я сделал(а) больше всего реблогов:
@fyeahmovies
@katarinas-redemption
@snailmailthings
@thetudorslovers
@bob-belcher
Я пометил(а) тегами 317 из своих постов в 2022 году
#пидарасы в фбр - 12 постов
#the blacklist - 9 постов
#donald ressler - 8 постов
#h50 - 7 постов
#steve mcgarrett - 7 постов
#danny williams - 6 постов
#mcdanno - 6 постов
#damn - 5 постов
#good times - 5 постов
#oh yes - 4 поста
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#well the peak of my writing was ig the snowblind ending where ressler shoves an unloaded gun into his own mouth hoping there's the bullet
Мои самые популярные посты в 2022:
#5
How come no one's mentioning Ressler keeping condoms in his belongings alongside the drugs?
The show's finally admitted the guy has sex after all these years of painting him as a virgin, yay. And that he, in fact, is, like a comrade, always ready :D
Does it mean that off-screen he was having fun with the ladies of questionable reputation?)))
21 заметка - опубликовано 8 января 2022 г.
#4
Maybe when I get my shit together, I'd love to write a fic where Danny somehow gets that tape with Steve being almost beheaded by Taliban. Idk, maybe he accidentally gots it via YT fucked up recs? I bet Taliban has streamed it worldwide, so it's possible.
Imagine the anguish Danny feels watching it. I'm sure he'd watch it till the end.
*wails in the distance*
*
Alright, time to go back to my usual shenanigans 🌚
32 заметки - опубликовано 27 ноября 2022 г.
#3
Maybe it's been said many times, but still.
The way Steve looks at Danny when Danny becomes completely unhinged: especially, when some crook refuses to cooperate/is being a piece of crap/mentions Danny's daughter/etc.
That look in his eye. Man, that's something else entirely. You can physically feel Steve wishes Danny wouldn't have to resort to violence, and he wishes he could've done that himself. But here's Danny getting his knuckles bruised, and...
Well, fuck.
*wails*
49 заметок - опубликовано 9 ноября 2022 г.
#2
On s4 rewatch now.
Can we talk how persistent Danny is in trying to warn Steve that Cath is gonna break his heart eventually coz her ex is in the picture again?
Danny's trying to hard to put in Steve's head that he's gonna get hurt again. And honestly, rubbing the salt in the wound like that isn't quite Danny's style - with Steve, anyways. Steve is usually the one who pushes all the buttons, but in this situation I find them somehow reversing roles a bit. Yeah, Danny is always the voice of reason, but I also find it heartwrenching that Danno speaks from experience. And he doesn't want Steve to go down this road of despair. Not because he wouldn't be there for him-ofc, Danno will be because Steve's his friend and more. Beyond Danno's words you feel how he is already sorry for Steve and knows what's coming. And his heart breaks for Steve.
And even though it's wrapped in one of their cargument things, it doesn't make it less of a punch in the gut. Because you, the viewer, know as Danny does too that Steve will be eventually betrayed, and he'll be hurting, and you feel Danny's pain and fear that his friend, after losing so much, being through so much, is gonna get another hit from the person he trusts most.
51 заметка - опубликовано 19 ноября 2022 г.
Мой пост №1 в 2022
Honestly, no ship ever comes close to Mcdanno.
Alex and Scott have extraterrestrial chemistry, and I'm losing myself in it.
Who knew I'd be back to them, 12 years after they brought me here.
111 заметок - опубликовано 24 октября 2022 г.
Получите свой Обзор 2022 года в Tumblr →
#tumblr2022#обзор года#мой обзор года в tumblr 2022#мой обзор года в tumblr#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
so I wrote a new fic...
Title: There's No Place Like Home
Relation(ships): Elizabeth Keen & Raymond Reddington, Elizabeth Keen & Donald Ressler & Samar Navabi & Aram Mojtabai, Elizabeth Keen/ Tom Keen
Rating: Teen +
Summary: She had been in the system her entire life and expected to remain there until she aged out. That's why she was sent to the Coopers' foster home for troubled children.
So you can imagine her surprise when she is randomly adopted one day by a mysterious man who has answers so questions Liz didn't even know she had.
Oh, and she still has high school bullshit to deal with.
aka, the task force is a foster family and liz gets adopted by red
#i promise im working on my other fics#i just needed to get this idea out#i might write another chapter for this like now#im having a good time#the blacklist#the blacklist fanfic#the blacklist fanfiction#elizabeth keen#raymond reddington#donald ressler#samar navabi#aram mojtabai#tom keen#harold cooper#dembe zuma#mr kaplan#liz keen#elizabeth keen fanfic#ao3 fanfic#ao3#archive of our own#blacklist#ao3 fanfiction#fanfic writer
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Of Course - Donald Ressler Imagine (The Blacklist)
Title: Of Course
Pairing: Donald Ressler X Reader
Requested: by @zizzlekwum
Word Count: 759 words
Warning(s): cussing
Summary: Reddington. Leader of a criminal empire, genius, arms dealer... matchmaker?
Author's Note: "I'm back on my bullshit" is the best way to start a request.
---------------------------------------
I straightened out my outfit as I waited for Reddington's car to pick me up.
It was supposed to be a straightforward mission. I go in, get the information, get out. All without letting the person I was meeting know that I was working with the F.B.I.
I wasn't an agent. I was one of Reddington's most trusted partners. He would send me on missions whenever needed and taught me to protect myself in all situations.
Working with the F.B.I is not what I signed up for when I first started working with Reddington but it was still a paycheck.
Falling for one of the agents I now had to work with was also not what I signed up for, but here we are. I had never been one to be nervous but the minute I met Donald Ressler, I felt all of my charm and skill vanish.
It was weird. It was weird to have a crush. At my age and in my field of work, it was damn near unheard of.
I walked out of my apartment when I saw the car pull up. My door locked behind me and I sat in the backseat.
The restaurant wasn't far.
It was super fancy, which was normal with Reddington.
I walked in slowly, trying to look for any potential threats but... the restaurant was empty.
I furrowed my eyebrows, continuing my walk in.
The only other person there was Ressler. I tried not to make it seem like I was confused as I walked over and sat down across from him.
"What are you doing here," I whispered, mouth barely moving.
"Reddington sent me here," Ressler replied in the same tone.
I let out a sigh through my nose. What the hell was this?
Just then, Ressler's phone rang.
"Reddington," he mumbled to me before he answered. "Reddington, what's going on?"
Silence.
"I'm sorry... what," I couldn't tell if he sounded angry or not. After another moment he put the phone on speaker.
"Hello (Y/n)," Reddington called through the phone. "I just wanted to wish you both good luck on your date."
"What," I asked. Without another word, Reddington hung up.
"He thought we were distracting each other," Ressler added guiltily. He tucked his phone away in his pocket. "I can't believe him."
"I can," I replied. "Reddington has always had a flair for the dramatic."
He chuckled, nodding.
There was a moment of silence.
"I... I think a date could be nice," Ressler said.
I tilted my head and smirked a little, "Are you asking me to dinner, Ressler?"
"I think I am," he nodded. "What do you say?"
"I think that sounds very nice."
The rest of our night consisted of talking and eating and laughing. It was a proper date. It was something I didn't think that I'd get to experience. I felt so different here than I did while I was working.
At the end of the dinner, Ressler walked me out to the car that Reddington had sent for me.
"I had a great time tonight," Ressler said before I got in the car.
"So did I," I smiled. "Maybe we can do it again when our worlds aren't so full of chaos?"
"Or before then," he suggested.
"Or before then," I agreed.
After a moment of calming my nerves, I stepped forward, leaning in slowly. Ressler leaned in faster, pressing his lips to mine. I reached forward, touching his sides as he cupped the sides of my face.
For the first time, I was hyperfocused on my surroundings. I lost myself in a moment for the first time in years. It made my heart beat out of my chest and goosebumps to rise on my skin.
I pulled away slowly, "Umm... I... that was nice."
"I've never seen you speechless before," Ressler mumbled. I chuckled and leaned my forehead on his. "I can't believe I have to thank Reddington for this."
I laughed again, slowly moving away from him.
"I'll see you later, Ressler," I said, going to get in the car.
"Bye," he waved before closing the door for me.
I waved back as the car pulled away from the curb.
"Should I tell Reddington the date was a success," Dembe asked from the driver's seat.
"Not yet," I mumbled. "I don't want to give him the satisfaction yet."
I heard Dembe chuckle as he continued driving. I smiled and looked down at my lap. Of all the missions Reddington had sent me on, this one was by far the best.
---------------------------------------
Masterlist
What I Write For
Request Guidelines
Musical Prompts
Small Moments With…
When Worlds Collide (Doctor Who Crossover Series) Masterlist
Some Original Characters
folklore/evermore Writing Challenge (and Masterlist)
#donald ressler x reader#donald ressler imagine#donald ressler fanfiction#the blacklist x reader#the blacklist imagine#the blacklist fanfiction#imagine#fanfiction#x reader
155 notes
·
View notes
Text
THE BLACKLIST
IMAGINE
"This is pointless Reddington!"
"Actually there's someone who can help us."
"And who would he be?"
"Not he, she, Agent Ressler and actually you might know her."
"What's that supposed to mean, I have never seen that woman before."
"Oh as a woman you might haven't Donald but you may recognise her high school year book picture."
Bonus:
"Are you kidding me?!"
"Ups"
Feel free to write this if you're inspired - just tag me or reblog this in it please, thank you.
#imagine#the blacklist#the blacklist imagine#red#raymond reddington#donald ressler#red reddington#reddington#donald ressler imagine#ressler imagine#ressler x reader#ressler x sister!reader#reddington imagine
98 notes
·
View notes
Text
Does anyone do fic/drabble/imagine/etc requests for The Blacklist? I want to read some I haven't written myself!
#the blacklist#donald ressler#donald ressler imagine#donald ressler x reader#elizabeth keen#raymond reddington#aram mojtabai#blacklist#ressler
28 notes
·
View notes
Text
Imagine getting on Ressler’s nerves...
“You can’t be serious...” Ressler said over the phone call.
You had just done the impossible and felt very successful. Chuckling, you laid back on a plush sofa in Reddington’s safe house, swirling the drink in your hand. “Except that I’m very serious.”
“Y/n, it’s a criminal offence to steal suspects in our custody.”
“Criminal offence? Ressler, you know who I work with, right?” It was common knowledge to the Post Office that you worked with Reddington on the occasion and this was such a time. He needed their suspect and called upon you and your elite skills to smuggle the man out of FBI custody.
Listening to the detective’s silence on the other end, you knew that you had the upper hand and couldn’t help but prod a little at his defeat.
“...you can admit that you’re impressed.” You teased.
The man on the other end scoffed, “You really live in your own world.”
“You’re still part of it, aren’t you?”
~ More imagines here ~
#theladyofmanyfandoms#theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction#gif is not mine#donald ressler imagine#donald ressler x reader#ressler imagine#ressler x reader#the blacklist imagine#blacklist imagine#the blacklist x reader
143 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Imagine Ressler snapping at you when you start questioning his use of painkillers.
**Trigger Warning- addiction**
“Hey, are you sure you’re alright?” you cast Ressler a sidelong look, concern etched in your features. “You’re coming in late a lot. Is everything okay?”
His eyes snapped to you, his posture stiffening. It would have been almost imperceptible to the untrained eye but you were an agent. Picking up on body language was part of your job. “I’m fine,” the words were a grunt.
Your frown deepened, “You don’t seem fine.” You pressed your lips together, continuing more carefully now, “I’m worried about you.”
“I said I’m fine,” Ressler’s voice was low and through gritted teeth, his shoulders hunching up slightly as he shot you a glare. His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter.
“Is it something to do with your painkillers? You’ve been taking an awful lot of them. Are you sure that’s safe-?”
“It’s none of your business, [f/n]!”
You blinked in shock, pulling yourself further away from him as he raised his voice. You had seen him angry before, sure, but never directed at you. You shifted in your seat so you were leaned against the door, averting your eyes. “Okay, fine, don’t talk to me,” you mumbled, “But maybe talk to someone. Because something’s clearly going on.”
Ressler worked his jaw back and forth, “That’s my problem.”
“Yeah, but you’re my partner. As soon as whatever this is started affecting your ability to do your job, it became my problem too.”
Gif Credit: Ressler
#not my gif#imagine#imagines#blacklist imagine#blacklist#the blacklist imagine#the blacklist#ressler imagine#ressler#Donald ressler imagine#Donald ressler#tw#warning#trigger warning#addiction#tw addiction#warning addiction#trigger warning addiction#prider-parker-imaginations
70 notes
·
View notes
Text
You know, I told Harold that I was coming tonight, and he said that Agnes wants today to be a celebration of your life, not a memory of your death. Smart kid you two made. Strong. Wise. She’s dealing in a way I still haven’t figured out yet. For now, I’m stuck in the place between sleep and awake...the place where you can still remember dreaming. Maybe we can meet there sometime...go on adventures together. Climb mountains...explore galaxies. I’d like that. More than you could possibly know.
#the blacklist#Donald Ressler#Agnes Keen#Keenler#9.07#my Keenler heart#shattered again tonight#Ressler watching through the window imagining what might have been#alygifs
201 notes
·
View notes
Text
A Little Fall of Rain (Raymond Reddington x Reader)
He knew he shouldn’t have let her come. The mission was dangerous, and there were far too many variables for him to account for. But she was stubborn, much like he was, and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“If I asked you to go back to the car what would your answer be.” Red asked, gun drawn as he Dembe and Y/N stood outside the abandoned warehouse.
Y/N turned back to look at him glaring.
“That’s what I figured.” He responded.
“Alright, Dembe has got your left, I got your right, on average I’m thinking there has to be 20 guards before we reach Kol. Now what are the odds that we can make it through without getting shot at.” Y/N said.
“I mean the last time I saw Kol, I may or may not have left him for dead so…”
Y/N rolled her eyes but she smiled none the less. “So that’s a zero on the odds scale, good.”
Dembe also couldn’t help but smile at the two. It was nice to see them together again. Y/N had been a way for a few years working for one of Reddington’s competitors undercover, destroying them from the inside. But now she was home.
Y/N was his daughter, not biologically, but he had raised her. He had rescued her at age of five from child traffickers, and she had been with him ever since. For all intense and purposes Raymond Reddington was her father. So when she had come back from undercover and insisted she help Dembe be Red’s bodyguard, he wasn’t exactly thrilled, even if it did mean she got to spend more time with him.
“Red,” Y/N said as she came up to him. She stood slightly taller than the connoisseur of crime, and she her red hair pulled back into a braid that went halfway down her back. She stood in a back tank top and black camo leggings, with her boots going up to mid calf. “Now I need you to stay behind me and Dembe, ok. No trying to talk your way out of things ok.”
Red smiled as he grabbed her chin. “You know I don’t think I should have to take this kind of sass from you young lady.”
“I’ve saved your ass on multiple occasions, so yeah, I think you kinda do.” Y/N smiled as she leaned forward and kissed Red on the cheek.
“Alright, let’s go.” Red said as the three of them busted in the door ready to face a slew of guards. But to their surprise, they found none. They found nothing actually. Everything seemed to have been cleaned out of the warehouse, and fast by the looks of it.
“I was promised that Kol was here,” Red said angrily. “I not only had the FBI look into it but also…”
Y/N held up her hand as she walked forward in the empty room. Something felt off.
“I don’t like this.” Dembe responded, he could feel it as well.
Suddenly out of the shadows five men burst out guns drawn.
“It’s a trap!” Y/N called as she began to fire on the men who were ambushing them. As the three began firing at their attackers, Y/N followed two of them into a side hallway. They were in full body armor and stealth suits, they had known that Red was going to be coming, someone had to have tipped them off.
They turned back smiling wickedly. “Kol sends his regards.” They said as they both fired.
Y/N felt a piercing pain hit her chest, but her mind barely registered it as she fired two shots, kills shots, sending the two men to the ground.
She stared at them for a moment feeling unsteady. But before she had a chance to really think about what had just happened, she heard Red calling for her.
“Y/N!” He shouted terrified when he realized she wasn’t with them. “Y/N!” He screamed again.
“Red,” Y/N started to say but no sound came out.
“Dembe, find her.”
Slowly Y/N stumbled her way back out into the main room.
“Oh, thank God, I was worried something had…” Red sighed when he saw her reappear. But as he saw her he noticed how pale she was and how she was swaying as she walked towards him. “Y/N are you ok?”
“Red,” She said again, this time a small squeak coming out as she felt her knees buckle.
Red lunged forward as he watched her fall, Dembe close behind him. Scooping her up in his arms he could feel warm liquid from her back, and he could see that there was a dark stain on her chest.
“Dembe, call Elizabeth, tell her to send someone out here now!” Red screamed as he shrugged off his jacket placing it on her chest and applying pressure, desperately trying to stop the bleeding.
Dembe stood frozen for a moment looking at the scene before him. His heart was breaking, both for himself and for Red. Y/N and Dembe were close, always had been, he thought of her as a little sister of sorts. And now to see her like this, knowing that the outcome was grim, he couldn’t help of think of all the good memories the two had.
“Go!” Red screamed angrily, tears filling up his eyes, and Dembe left. “It’s ok Y/N, everything is going to be just fine. Dembe is going to get help and then…”
“Red,” Y/N sighed as she placed her hand on his cheek, “I’m sorry.”
“No, no, Y/N don’t apologize you are going to be fine.” Red insisted pulling her closer, she winced slightly as he pushed the jacket harder into her chest.
“I need to know you are going to be ok,” Y/N said as her hand shifted to the collar of his shirt grasping it. “You have lost so many people in your life, and I’m sorry I am going to be another, but I need to know that you are going to be ok, after I’m gone.”
“You aren’t going anywhere Y/N!”
“Red,”
“No! I’m not going to lose you, not like this. You are going to be fine, you have to be fine.” Red wasn’t usually one to break down, Y/N was right, he had lost many many people, but the thought of losing her struck deep down at his core. At that moment he wasn’t Raymond Reddington, FBI’s most wanted, a man who’s name struck fear into people's hearts. At that moment he was a father, grieving over his child who he could feel fading away in his arms.
“Red,” Y/N said again and as Red looked at her, and the sad expression she had on her face, he lost it.
“Y/N” He sobbed as he pulled her close.
Y/N weakly wrapped her arms around him holding onto him as tightly as she could.
“I love you so much, thank you for saving me, thank you for raising me, and thank you for being the most amazing father anyone could ask for.”
“If I had protected you better this wouldn’t have…”
“No,” Y/N said as she pushed back so Red was looking at her. “Don’t do that. I am here because I wanted to protect you, I made the choice. Don’t blame yourself.”
“Y/N…” He started again.
“I have a favor to ask you,” Y/N said.
“Anything,” Red cradled her gently.
“I need you to tell…” Her body convulsed as pain shot through her body and she held onto Red tighter. “I need you to tell Don, tell him that I love him.”
“Don?” Red looked puzzled but then everything clicked. “Ressler!” He gasped and Y/N smiled.
“We have been seeing each other since I came back. I was going to tell you but…” Y/N said another wave of pain hitting her.
“It’s ok, I’ve got you.”
“Do you remember the night you took me to see the ballet when I was 8.” Y/N smiled.
“You had insisted that I buy you an outfit so that you could match the ballerinas, and since I am the biggest benefactor for the company, I just persuaded the costume designer to make you an exact replica of every costume the dancers wore throughout the show. And when you got them, you asked if we could see the show every night so that way you could wear a different costume each time. There were more costumes than shows so I convinced the company to give us private showings for the two nights after closing. Even though you knew what each dance was, your eyes still lit up like you were seeing for the first time. “ Red smiled as tears streamed down his face. Slowly he looked down to see that Y/N had gone limp in his arms and her eyes were closed.
“Y/N,” Red said, shaking her slightly. “Y/N.” His voice cracked hard, he knew she was gone. “I love you.” He said pulling her into him sobbing.
“Raymond, they are here they…” Dembe said rushing in but when he saw Red he knew it was too late.
“Where is she! Where is Y/N!” Red heard another voice scream and he looked up to see Ressler running with eyes wide. “No, no, no.” He broke, collapsing to his knees.
Slowly Red set Y/N on the ground turning back to Ressler and nodding. Ressler made his way to them picking Y/N up and cradling her as he cried. Red made his way over to Dembe.
“I want you to find a good spot to bury her, talk to Mr. Kaplan, near the ocean. She loved the ocean.” Red said as he tried to compose himself as he headed out towards the car.
“Raymond where are you going?” Dembe asked.
“I’m going to go find Kol.” Red growled.
#The Blacklist#Raymond Reddington#raymond reddington x reader#fanfiction#donald ressler#imagine#blacklist imagines
195 notes
·
View notes
Text
Day 24 - We’re not in Kansas anymore.
In my Ressler AU, he and Liz are together with Agnes and away from those who can do them harm. Oh, and they live happily ever after.
#febressuary#donald ressler#elizabeth keen#Keenler#the blacklist#my edit.#yes I did repurpose my Keenler moodboard from about 8 months ago#I imagine them somewhere sunny with Agnes and a new baby having a beautiful drama free life#away from Red and the blacklist and the fbi#all they need is each other#they make each other whole
39 notes
·
View notes
Text
Imagine Being Reddingtons Daughter and falling for Ressler
Ressler: I still can't believe it.
Y/n: Believe what? You asked Ressler, as you turned towards him your back against the screen.
Ressler: That your Reddingtons Daughter. How could a man like him, have a daughter like you? He asked, brow raised.
Y/n: Meaning what exactly?
Ressler: His a criminal and a murderer, how could a man like that possibly be a father to someone like you? He asked, looking you up and down.
Y/n: Someone like me? You asked, smiling slightly at him. That still doesn't answer my question, what do you mean by that?
Ressler: Your kind, caring, honest, loyal and loving. You made something of yourself and with your father doing all the things he did, you never changed. How did you do that?
Y/n: Being true to yourself, that's the real way. Although my father was the way he was, I still loved him and he loved me...he was and is an incredible father that would do anything to protect his child. You said, taking a few steps forward. When I became an FBI agent, I never chased after him because I was his daughter and they thought I would become a liability to myself or my father. That's why I never did anything, when I knew where my father was I never did anything or say anything cause they wouldn't believe me...that's why I quit being an agent and became a private body guard. Well, that's until Director Cooper asked me to join in on this little gang which I couldn't turn down.
Ressler: So, your just staying due to your father?
Y/n: No, there are multiple reasons for staying here.
Ressler: Like? He asked, taking a step forward.
Y/n: Four, I love working with my father and Dembe. Three, the missions are very fun. Two, the friends I made are here and I care deeply for them. And last but not least, one...i get to see the person that I have a thing for. You responded, as you took the last step towards Ressler. As you placed your hand on his tie, playing with the end.
Ressler didn't say anything as he gave a slight laugh, making the first move pulling you in and kissing you.
After a few seconds, you both pulled away when you heard someone clearing their voice.
Reddington: Really sweetheart? Ressler? Your father asked, looking between you and Ressler as you both just smiled.
Ressler: Something wrong with that Red?
Reddington: Yes, I don't want my daugher to-
Y/n: Dad. I really like Ressler. Could you please just give this a try? I...If that's what you want Ressler, cause if you-
Ressler: It it what I want. He said, taking your hands in his.
Reddington: OH...fine then. Just don't break my daughters heart, or I will kill you. Slow and steady, understood Ressler?
Reasler: Understood.
Reddington: Alright then, see you later munchkin and enjoy this new adventure in your life. He kissed you on the forehead, and looked at Ressler again. Remember Ressler, slow and steady. He whispered, pointing a finger at him before leaving.
Y/n: So, you think you can handle being with me? Because if you date me, my father is included too.
Ressler: I think I can handle it. He spoke, as he pulled you in for another kiss.
40 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
