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It’s been ages since I posted here. This fandom is probably dead, but have my favourite anime ship in history.
Dear Tumblr, I have officially lost my mind. I genuinely watched this anime as a meme and now I’m making detailed fanart for the memes. I just can’t believe I ship fucking cells and simp for a fucking neutrophil. So, yeah, I hope you like this.
Dear Cells at Work fandom, I’m going on a vacation which means that I’ll be on hiatus here for like 10 days, so have this art I made out of boredom. This is the neutrophil from “Cells at Work and Friends” protecting his Red Blood Cell :)
Heyyy, sorry for not being active like, at all this month. I was very sick and was also preparing for some final exams (and I was not as successful as I hoped to be).
Anyways, I drew this last night out of boredom and I love it a lot.
YES I SURVIVED PNEUMOCOCCAL INFECTION AND MADE A CELLS AT WORK COMIC ABOUT IT BECAUSE I CAN!
The original Cells at work and all its characters belong to Akane Shimizu!!!
I am too dumb to draw mangas, so read left to right:
To explain some shit:
1. I had azithromycin because I’m kinda allergic to penicillin and I researched how it works. Basically, lots of the antibiotic collects inside the granules of phagocytes (aka. macrophages and neutrophils) and then they de-granulate upon encountering bacteria and fuck them up. Degranulation in Cells at Work is represented with their weapons, hence they got cool new weapon!
2. Azithromycin is a bacteriostatic which means that it causes them to stop reproducing and blocks their protein production. “Molecular machinery” refers to bacterial ribosomes, DNA and other components necessary for protein production.
3. The pills I got were light blue, so I made the antibiotic into blue lightsabers because I can and it’s cool.
4. I had to ship 1146 and 3803. I just had, sorry not sorry.
5. My artstyle is shit for Cells at work, but I don’t care one bit. I’m going to disappear from Tumblr for a little while to work on my actual webcomic that looks decent in this shit artstyle.
6. Yes I was sick for two weeks, it was most likely acute Streptococcus pneumoniae sinus infection. And I also got conjunctivitis, because of course I did. I’m fine now and this comic served as a very good catharsis.
They kiss :3
Here They are holding hands and having some Christmas candy!
This image was the reference lmao
Where do pink blood cells come from?
Pink Blood Cell: Macrophage, where do pink blood cells come from?
Macrophage: Well, when a red blood cell and a white blood cell love each other very much, they-
AE3803 & U-1146: *in unison after arriving at the bone marrow to visit pink blood cell* NO! WAIT STOP!!!
Macrophage: Oh my, oh my, it seems that your parents have come to visit you.
Pink Blood Cell: *runs to hug AE3803 & U-1146* Mommy, Daddy!
AE3803: *sighs in relief* That's a close one.
U-1146: There's two things I will always protect: this world and our child's innocence.
Macrophage: My, my, I'm sorry, how improper of me. I couldn't resist answering a question from a little cell like him/her.
AE3803: I think it's best to tell him/her when he/she's all grown up.
Pink Blood Cell: Mommy, mommy, where do pink blood cells like me come from?
AE3803: When you're older dear.
Pink Blood Cell: But moooooom.
U-1146: Always listen to your mother, little cell.
Pink Blood Cell: Okay, daddy.
Alright guys, here's the second one: WBC point of view. The first one got so much love and I'm so grateful for that. Can't wait to do more writing for this pair...😏😉
U1146 was only minding his business. He could've sworn he did. But when your business revolves around killing dangerous bacteria maybe it just doesn't matter.
Man, it feels good to take a break. Marginating pool, here I co-.
In one moment, he took a sip of tea. In the other, he was spread out on the ground. Something, no, somebody was pressed up against him - another cell. White could feel their laboured breaths.
So he decided to take a look. His body couldn't help but twitch after emotions hit his gut.
It was her.
"I, I'm... Red blood cell, I" was all that he could muster.
Both of them craved space to breathe, so he tried to stand up. His cold hand felt warmth before it found the floor. The neutrophil was confused until he noticed that red colour on her face. He understood which border he crossed and how it made him look. However, he could not understand how it made him feel. U1146 wanted to say something, but only widened his eyes before a helpless blink. He wanted to back away, but didn't.
The surprising thing was, Ae3803 had done the same.
And all that he could do was stare at the gold of her eyes. There were no right choices in that moment. No words to say. This moment was felt. The sight of her red hair. The sound of her heavy breathing. Feeling of her warmth. Her metallic scent. His mind refused to process anything else.
What had Ae3803 done to him? She seemed to know as much as he did. Whatever it was, he wanted her to stop. Or did he really? Was this feeling dread or anticipation? How could he feel such fear and excitement at the same time? Of all the dangers U1146 faced, this one seemed to be the most terrifying one of them all.
Because it took the shape of an erythrocyte with the most beautiful smile.
Her eyes lost focus and Ae3803 looked to her right. A beat. She started moving again. U1146 could only tense up, hoping to prevent history from repeating. Despite the effort, he felt her movements against him making his embarrassment reach new heights. She closed her eyes and quickly backed away.
He was on the floor, realising that he could breathe again.
Say something. Anything! She'll get the wrong idea!
I lost control!
What's wrong with me?
I should've-
"U-uhm, White blood cell? Are, are you alright?"
The voice grounded him. Only after he sat up, he noticed the disarray among the ranks of his locks was gone. He didn't want to look at her as he felt warmth filling his cheeks. She was standing, at a distance, and he could feel her discomfort. Her movements were restless as she put her hat back on.
"I'm fine, don't, ehm worry about me. Are you hurt anywhere?"
U1146 restrained himself from checking, feeling that asking was all that he should do.
If only I got hold of myself sooner.
"I'm fine! Great, really, I, I didn't get hurt anywhere!", she waved her hands around.
An immune cell doing something like this!
"That's... uhm, that's great! I'm glad you didn't get hurt... uhm, I, you just be more careful next time."
"Y-yeah, I will."
I'm a shame, look how I made her feel. What have I done?
"Somebody c-could get hurt if this happens again..."
"I know, my bad! Please, forgive me, please."
Me? Forgive you? You don't understand...
"It's alright, but it would be... I just wanted to warn you."
"I'm really sorry. I will get you a new cup of tea."
He realised why she said that and glued his eyes towards her box. The O2 written on it became the most interesting sight in the world.
"You don't have to, I'm just glad that your box is intact."
"Yeah, me too!"
That was as much chat as they could force. Ae3803 made a shaky stride towards the box. He tried to ignore her. Well, at least he tried.
U1146 held back on giving her unrestricted access to his feelings through his look again. He thought it was enough to stabilise the situation. The answer came in her shaky movements, lip bites and rosy cheeks.
Just a few more seconds, Red blood cell and I will leave you alone.
He couldn't help but work in favour of this unusual disease. He didn't know what he exactly craved, nor how will looking at her help him obtain it. The most frustrating thing was that he just did it.
I'm not myself today.
"I will get the tea myself, thank you."
Don't you dare look at her
Trying to block out every sense that she bewitched, he went past her.
"S-see you"
Don't look at me, please.
She did.
Photographs found their place in an album. A certain cell that had seen everything smiled as he looked at them.
"Nice. Very nice."
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