Day 3. “Hands All Over”, Resslington. Partially Whump, But Everyone’s Seen The Show, Eh?

TBLRSW Day 4: "The Things You Do Aren't Good For My Health" or "I'll Take Care Of You"

Red/Cooper

i'll find my way back to you

day 1: “when i first saw you”

the scene which made you fall in love with your ship/the first scene your faves meet each other.

i had been a passive viewer of the show right up to this point. this is the scene that had me. the second beginning of elizabeth following her heart, and against all odds, it leading her back to the one man she loved. soulmates is what they are.

Day 7: “Crazy in Love”

Good morning, fellas, and let’s roll!

Day 7: “Crazy In Love”

Tell us what they mean to you, and why you ship them. Use a song, quote, or  any scene you think sheds a light on the essence of their relationship.

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WE TRACK: #the blacklist rare ships week, #TBLRSW (#tblrsw).

Day 4: “The Things You Do Aren’t Good For My Health” or “I’ll Take Care of You”

@theblacklistrareshipsweek

Day 8. Admin finds his stash

Day 3 - “Hands All Over”.

Day 4: The Things You Do Aren’t Good For My Health/I’ll Take Care of You

He wakes up to the intense burn of a florescent light. His eyes sting against the glare, piercing straight through his skull, and it takes a long time before he can properly see through the blurring pain.

The machine next to him is incessantly beeping, making the growing headache spike. Hospital. What the hell am I doing in a hospital?

The tubes catch on his arms as he tries to get up, but sudden strong hands are on him, holding him down, gently but firmly. Something is wrong, he doesn’t know what, but something is very wrong.

“Donald, please calm yourself.” A man with a hat is standing next to him. His eyes betray a level of intense exhaustion, but they are filled up with worry and kindness. His doctor?

“You were in an accident.” He comes to sit next to him on the bed, his smile a little relieved. “I’m glad you’re awake,” The man glides a gentle hand over his forehead and briefly into his hair, making him shudder, “You got hurt while saving my life, remember? Typical,” there is a sweet fondness in his voice, “But the doctor’s say you’re going to be fine.”

He shakes his head violently, ignoring the pain. “No…” he struggles again, “… wrong… no.”

Again, strong hands hold him down firmly – he spares a glance to the tall black man next to him and his heart contracts again.

The kind man pushes himself close, grabbing his face in both hands, forcing him to look him in the eye, His expression is fiercely compassionate, but growing with worry. “Donald, just breathe, and tell me what is wrong.”

He blinks, feeling the slide of tears slip into his hair, “Don’t know… “he shakes his head, “Don’t know who I am.”

The expression falls slack, all the softness and compassion shattered in an instant, revealing only a horrible look of surprise and sharp pain. He has the terrible urge to apologize, to at least try and remove that look utter devastation.

When the man finally pulls away, he is already firing off orders to the few others in the room - and there is the doctor, and probably a nurse. 

He turns on his side, trying to block out all the noise, he curls up and desperately tries to remember who he is. ____ A/N: I’ve always wanted to write an amnesia fic, but it never comes out the way I want - the whole point of reading a paring is to see their interactions. When one has amnesia, then it kinda defeats the purpose, because that individual isn’t himself anymore. So you’re technically writing an OC with another character XD Anyway, a short drabble is a good way to get it out of my system. Thanks for reading! :)

@theblacklistrareshipsweek, Day 5, “Come On Closer”.

I didn’t like Gale when he was first introduced, but his scenes with Ressler did their thing, and here we are :D

Ressler has a type, eh?