Day 6 - Blog Posts

day 4, 6, and 7 of mARTch 2025!

This one was fun! I like the water bottle the best, altho the perspective is a little iffy. The pencil case is also pretty nice.

This one was my favorite! Me and my family went to a botanical garden a while ago, so I have tons of pictures of plants references. I wish I remembered what these were called..

Also I skipped day five. I'm HORRID at drawing animals

Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone outside/in between, I present my two true enemies combined: backgrounds and perspective! I think it looks quite nice considering how long it's been since I've drawn two-point, but it's pretty obviously rushed. You win some, you lose some?

DAY SIX Emmet appreciation month (June 2024)

[cooking]

Emmet and Ingo both know how to cook most basic things, but they don´t tend to do it a lot. A busy scedule lends to efficiency, so most of what they eat is store-bought or leftovers.

Their tastes in food differ more often than not; One thing they can agree on though, is garlic bread. So, sometimes when they´re not too busy and feel like indulging, it´s garlic time! (too bad they get a bit too excited sometimes, a burnt tounge is never nice to have)

DAY 5 AND 6

The A team and Fav pet!!

You can't tell me Leo didn't force someone to do this with him at least once

Also Dr.Cluckingsworth oh how I love her!!! I wish we could see her more, but oh well.

Day 6: “Whisper My Name”. Raymond Reddington/Berlin

SAY MY NAME

Day 6: “Whisper My Name”. Donald Ressler/Henry Prescott

I think the way Prescott saying Donnie’s name is SO sexy. And Donnie obviously pisses off every time x)) I have a kink and I put it in every fic I write about these two.

Special Agent Donald Ressler.

Day 6: “Nectar Like Lips”. Donald Ressler/Henry Prescott.

Now, kiss xD

Day 6: Nectar Like Lips/Whisper My Name

A/N I just had some fun with this one!  ____

“You have to give the USB drive to Reddington.” Cooper’s voice rings sharply over the small microphone in his ear.

“That’s gonna be a problem.”

He’s standing in the middle of a party – thank God for Aram’s ability to forge invitations. The local bluebloods and their rich posse are gliding over shining marble and in between tables dressed in silk and gold. Donald can feel his pleb breeding stick out like a dying rat amongst songbirds. He’s seen high society, but this is something else.

On a buffet, there are exotic birds killed and splayed out like delicacy. On another table, something is squirming in a bowl. A lady dressed in what he can only assume is a white leopard’s pelt, plucks a tentacled creature out of the bowl ad pops it into her mouth.

He feels the vomit push up into his throat.

That tight upper-class laughter sprinkles over the sway of conversation. Donald tries not to look as uncomfortable as he feels. He halfway expects someone to chase him out on principle alone. Where the fuck is Red? He wants to get out of here.

A familiar laugh pulls him to a sudden halt, he turns to find Red sitting cozy and happy on a purple sofa surrounded by a few smiling women. They are dressed about as scantily as he has seen in any nightclub, but he supposes the solid gold necklaces and stilettos shimmering with diamonds make it upper class.

“Reddington,” he says, already heading over.

Red glances up, his eyes flashing something sharp for a second before softening into the same old look of dark amusement. “Ah! My good friend, Donald!” he waves at him, clearly a little drunk, “What brings you to this little jamboree?”

“I came to give you –“

Red waves a hand, “Oh, come no. I thought you’d come to visit, to share in some delightful conversation and to expand your pallet with some exotic foods.”

The image of a squirming bowl of tentacles makes his stomach churn, “No, thanks.” He says, “I just need to –“

“Then kindly speak to me at a later date,” he says, smile sharp, “I’m sure it can wait.”

Red turns back to his women, dismissing Donald.

There is a long moment where he can’t think, his anger crawling up in his chest at a murderous speed. He’s halfway tempted to throw the stick at him, but then he might compromise the information. It’s already wrapped tight in a bit of silicone…

A thought comes to him.

Turning his back, he slides the USB stick into his mouth, then he heads over to the lady on Red’s left. While Red is busy with the other woman on his right, he taps the lady on the shoulder, giving her a nod of his head and a wink. She blushes a pretty pink and quickly stands to make space for Donald.

Once settled he reaches up and taps Red on the shoulder.

Red barely has a chance to open his mouth in surprise, when Donald pushes in close and slams their lips together. He can feel Red freeze under him, his mouth still slightly open. Smiling to himself, Donald quietly pushes the stick onto Red’s tongue waiting for him to take it.

Red responds, but not in the way Donald thought he would.

Two hands grip him by the sides of his head, keeping him in place as Red takes the stick and plunges his now free tongue into Donald’s mouth. He gasps. A full-body shudder shoots straight through him. His own hands grabbing for purchase on Red’s suit even as Red shifts his head for better access. Donald responds through shock or need, he’s not sure, his mouth shifting over Red’s, eager and wanting –

Red pulls away, his eyes now warm and soft, “Thank you for bringing me that,” he says softly.

Donald can only nod. His voice has run off somewhere.

Then Red leans in close, lips brushing his ear, “I’ll give you a proper thank you later tonight.”

Donald swallows, and nods.

TBLRSW Day 6: "Whisper My Name"

Red/Cooper

@theblacklistrareshipsweek, Day 6: “Nectar Like Lips”

A Resslington mix for their non-verbal interactions ;)

You are the boat who’s sailing across my flesh

1. But the flesh is weak and without reason // 2. I see you left a mark up and down my skin // 3. I’ve got to remember this is just a game // 4. за мной следят в замочную скважину, ты следишь // 5. если любовь, значит всё сгорает // 6. I know that you’re burning out for me // 7. You have poison in your heart // 8. Through you I’m living my worst desire // 9. I will wash off all the dirty, dirty thoughts I had about you // 10. я хочу найти письмо в пустом конверте и прочесть тебе

Yay, we made it to Friday! Let’s drift to headcanons’ lands and imagine our favs hitting the dance floor ;)

Good morning, fellas, and let’s roll!

Day 6: Nectar Like Lips”// “Whisper My Name”

Did they kiss? They are about to kiss? They are on first-name basis? Their interactions give you tingles?

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

Had aome file issues so its a bit late but here is day 6! Decided to due two today!

For Golden from the first list i opted to due puppeteer!

And for the second list by @emerald-emerlad i made my own Eye avatar!

....admittedly neither of these had much effort pur into them but doing drawings everyday this month i am nooott gonna have energy between this and work heh

Day 6: Pirate AU   and mermaid

 -Pour trouver le sud

     -Sans perdre le nord 

CRINGETOBER: DAY 6

Unnatural Eye Colour! Went with a (mostly) human design of my main OC Cathirae for this cus I thought it'd be fun to plan out her robotic eyes! rlly like the blush I did on this hehe ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

Day 6: redraw/future

14DaysofMHA - Day 6 - Minor Character

Hard to say who is a minor character or not. But here are some of my favorites that I wish we would have gotten more of

[Oops, I done goofed up and posted today's art to the alt! here you go :D]

Day 6: Bread

Welp, I couldn't for the life of me draw bread today... but! I did end up making banana bread. soooo enjoy a little bad boy, bred boy, on top of a big piece of banana bread with a piece of it to snack on.

Om nom OvO