A Regency romance AU. Orphaned for the second time in her young life, Elizabeth Scott is determined to find out who murdered her father — a challenge made more difficult when everyone believes he died of natural causes. Her search is interrupted by the arrival of an old family friend: Raymond Reddington, the reclusive Earl of Blackwood. Is he still the friend she remembers?

AU: On their own, after a terrifying encounter with the villainous Nikolai Volkov, Liz & Red have a brief respite to regroup and decide what to do next. Liz works on honing her power and on getting Red to see her as an equal. She thinks she's making good progress — on both — when life takes yet another unexpected and devastating turn. Part 2 of my Ember series.

"The dreams had come every night since she'd first met Reddington, beaming at her like she was the answer to every question he'd ever ask; like she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Since his hand on her back had sent an entirely inappropriate thrill through her; since watching him cuffed and subdued had made her flush with what could only be sheer lust. Every. Night."

desiderata — things wanted or needed, longed for; indispensable things. Exonerated (more or less), and trying to find her feet, Liz is struggling, and goes to Red for a little…personal help. He's always willing to do her a favour, especially this one, but things go in a direction neither of them expect. Will their new relationship bring them together, or tear them apart?

Jean notices that Lucien has been neglecting himself. And it's her job to look after him…isn't it? A little window, perhaps, into the quieter side of life at the Blake house. Put it somewhere early- to mid-season 3.

An AU "what-if" — What if after the death of Alan Fitch, the Cabal had decided to take more decisive action to eliminate the threat Red represents? An dark and angsty look at manipulation, cruelty, and the fragility of the mind.

Red thinks Liz is working too hard, stressed over her sudden single parenthood and the job, so he drops by to remind her that she isn't alone. What starts as a friendly neck rub soon turns into more… Put it…somewhere over the most recent hiatus, after TK buggers off. I think this is the longest smutty one shot I've written. It may have gotten a little out of control.

Sparked by a convo with greeneyesgoldenlashes about Red and nightmares and the possibilities of healing. It was SUPPOSED to be a light bit of fluff, but it wrote itself a little differently… Raymond Reddington is a complicated man with a haunting past. He is no stranger to nightmares, but when they become more he can stand, can Elizabeth offer solace?

Things don't always go as planned — especially when the plan is hastily conceived and even more hastily executed. When things don't go the way they were supposed to, he might be the only one who can bring her back. A little moody, a little angsty, a little dreamy.

Another one from the Gutterbugs prompt-a-thon on Tumblr. Catherine Medici asked me for a Rapunzel-inspired story, and this is what happened…

From Anon: I'd love to see @minp1072's take on Red & Liz taking a bath (that ofc turns really steamy!)

From a prompt by @filmsarefriends: Red walks in on Lizzie using a vibrator.

On a sunny afternoon, a wedding, a renewal of sorts, turns out to be a day full of surprises. A little one-shot exploring one way this whole thing could go, if, you know, someone else was writing it. A little vaguely implied Lizzington.

AU: Agent Elizabeth Milhoan is about to start her career as an FBI profiler, when her plans are sidetracked by the abrupt arrival of the infamous criminal, Raymond Reddington. But he seems to know more about her than he should - things about her that no one alive should know. Because Liz has a secret; there's much more to her than first appears…

Red shows up at the end of the day to take Liz out for a bit of fun, and the evening takes a turn neither of them expected. Put it somewhere in… Season 2. Written at the prompt of FilmsAreFriends, and fluff fluff fluffy. With a tiny bit of smut. Just a little. Like a garnish.

A strange and smutty one-shot, for Catherine Medici, who requested that Red & Liz be abducted by aliens, who want them to have sex, for science. Also, tentacles. And probing. So, Merry Christmas, CM, and I hope you all like it! It's extremely silly.

Here, now, he has carved out an advantage. Magicked them out of sight, the way he had done for so many criminals… Life on the run is an exhausting challenge. Red manages to make out a little space to rest, hidden away and safe, just the two of them... Just a smutty little one-shot for the always-delightful FilmsAreFriends. It's totally PWP, so enjoy it for what it is.

Because I was in an airport Wednesday morning for 2 hours longer than expected, and I was bored silly, I made you all this. Just a smutty little one shot, with no point at all, because I was feeling sentimental. I didn't edit as carefully as usual, so please excuse it. Enjoy it for what it is...

This one is from a prompt from a friend on the FB Lizzington group: Post-Season 2, Red and Liz are stranded in an underground safe house. There's no way to avoid dealing with each other now. I may take some liberties, like I do.

Out of time and on the run, but Liz isn't just running from their enemies — she's running from her past, and from herself. Will she be lost for good, or can Red help her find her way? A/N: Eventual Lizzington - we're T for now, but it'll change to M eventually, too, you know, probably...

"He breathes in, out, once more. Her soft, warm hand on him a gift, a benediction, precious." An introspective look at Liz & Red, a developing relationship, where it might go if they could find a quiet space for it. Eventual Lizzington, but it's slow-moving, be warned. I'm still working through it...

As you lose the pieces of you to strangers over and over and over, when every last small thing falls away — what makes your shape? Sort of stream-of-consciousness, sort of Lizzington if you squint, but the words wouldn't let me go until I wrote them out. Please be gentle;) (possible trigger warning — self-harm)