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Fate has a great fondness for moments like these

@dashboard---confessions / dashboard---confessions.tumblr.com

I wish I could say that I am obsessed with The Blacklist.. But I am not. I am possessed. Like, it rules my life. I ship Lizzington, what of it?
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Am I the only person who read this Blindspot fanfic a little while ago. Jeller were undercover as a couple, Jane wore a long dress and had makeup covering her tattoo's. In the fic, a lady at the event hit on Weller and Jane was taken to a room and drugged "truth" serum. I can't remember whether it was on fanfic or archiveofourown... but its GONE! It's like the writers wrote a spoiler fic and deleted it! Someone else has to have read it, I am not crazy. No. No I am not.

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Listening to The Blacklist Playlist

It starts of with a toe tap.

Progresses to some swaying.

The track abruptly changes to a soothing hymn.

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A more upbeat tune. Let the chair dancing commence.

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A track in a language I don’t speak. Is that German?

It still has a catchy beat though.

Blood on My Name

A sudden shift from upbeat to a freaky Russian lullaby.

Some Oldies. Oh yeah!

Rocket Man and Just Breathe.

Anyone who sees me.

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Those awkward moments when the writers, directors, and cinematographers forget these two have a very strictly defined platonic/paternal relationship. Oops.

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4thesubtext
The Blacklist | Red / Liz | S2
Take my past and take my sins Like an empty sail takes the wind And heal[...] Take my heart and take my hand Like an ocean takes the dirty sands And heal[...] And tell me some things last And tell me some things last - Tom Odell, Heal, S2E2
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Now that he worked up the courage to finally touch her by holding her hand, he doesn’t want to lose contact with her. He doesn’t ever stop touching her after that. I can’t with these two.

^^^ and i think maybe she feels the same given the leaning. No wonder, they spent months and months being distant and strained because of various circumstances, even though they had figured out that they basically liked each other. I must be such a relief to not be at odds.

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James Spader is one of our finest actors. He is truly eccentric, initially a tiny bit prickly, hyperfocused and hyperintelligent. He carved each character he plays by hand–gaining or losing weight, shaving or growing his hair, and making singular wardrobe choices. For the character of Alan Shore on Boston Legal, he wanted him to wear Lobb handmade shoes. James found a way of not smacking his gums exactly, but sort of champing on the bit that was very Alan Shore. He has an almost photographic memory, so he learns his lines at one viewing. David Kelley routinely wrote him five- or six-page monologues in court closings, and he would give them flawlessly, only to be sandbagged by a nervous actor who couldn’t remember his few words at the end. James never lost his temper with the actors and was always generous to work with. The only thing you had to do was be prepared because he not only knew every word of his lines, he knew every word of yours. Plus the punctuation. “Didn’t you have a semicolon there?” He asked when someone barreled through a long sentence. “I think you left out your ‘for.’” It came from respect for the writing and respect for the craft. James’s dressing room was at the farthest corner of the complex. It took days to reach. He had set up a sculpture studio there for his gorgeous, dear girlfriend Leslie Stefanson. That was the only way to ensure seeing her during the relentlessly long workweek. Leslie would often show up with their dog, Mr. Meagles. James, whom I love, is fiercely quirky. He had, evidently, a traditional series of actions that he went through before going to the sound stage when we were ready to shoot. A string of rituals. If he was interrupted in the sequence and it was unfinished, he would start over from the top. The assistant directors had to consider this when he was called. He would then use his handkerchief to open the heavy fire door to the set as a preventative to catching the myriad germs from the hundreds coming in and out. The crew understood he needed his time, and they waited patiently, without speaking, for him to enter the sound stage. He was given every consideration because they had such respect for his work. He never failed them. Every performance was a little masterwork.

Candice Bergen, A Fine Romance (via solitaryguardian)

More evidence of Spader’s very specific acting/character choices when it comes to Red’s interaction with Liz – his romantic love actions/intentions are purposeful. This was also discussed [here].

His dog’s name is Mr. Meagles….that is literally the cutest thing ever.

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This is my all time favorite scene from the show ever… in case you haven’t noticed. 

Trying not to be bitter about it, but I’m the one who did this manip. I am happy people liked it, but I posted it on my blog (x) on 12/10/2014.

The original images aren’t mine and I don’t consider myself an artist, but I’m the one who made it. So, out of courtesy, let’s give credit where credit is due. This is an awesome fandom, let’s keep it this way.

It’s easy to find things we like (and want to share) on Google, but it’s possible to know where it came from.

I’m sorry for this little rant, I know no one was ill-intetioned, but I’m a bit emotional with this one - it was hard to put this gif together.

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[liz enters her office and again she finds red waiting for her. but this time there’s a wooden box on her desk]

liz: what’s this? red: a treasure chest liz (eying it warily): and what’s in it? red: my still-beating heart liz: … red: … liz: … red: hey you didn’t want the apartment and i’m officially out of ideas red: and hearts too red: so please do be careful with it red: or not red: either way it’s yours

I’m so glad to see this back on my dash. I need “either way it’s yours” to be canon. Like. Yesterday.

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^ ^ THIS.

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