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I was warming up my hand for some serious eldritch horror painting and for some reason drew him. I love him lol.
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.
I forgot why I love this fandom so much lmao.
Imagine being like a normal cell in the body, knowing absolutely nothing about like red blood cells or white blood cells so you get freaked out when a red blood cell throws up their literal mitochondria and a white blood cell eats it. I would commit apoptosis right there
Here They are holding hands and having some Christmas candy!
This image was the reference lmao
Happy Halloween from the Yellow Rose group!!
YES YOU ARE!!!
OMFG SO MMMMMMMMMM
Some sad cells at work hcs bc I’m bored
2048 has an eating disorder where he makes himself go days without anything expect water and or protein shakes due to him wanting to look perfect since in his past he used to be fat
4989 acts childish because he knows one day he’ll need to be put out commission and that day is coming soon enough
AE3083 kind of hates herself for being a sickle cell ( just my theory btw)
killer t picks on u1146 because he’s able to get along with other cells so easily
Memory cell has panic attacks due to his poor memory and thinking the end of the body is coming
NK cell will belittle herself for not being strong enough against a virus and or a forgiven substance that has entered the body
helper T cell has insomnia, he also wishes he was born as another cell instead of rotting away at his computer desk
memory is in an almost everyday mental anguish
That’s all, goodnight 🌙 <3
I’ve finally drawn my wbcs (poorly) for my cells at work au
I AM NOT DEAD YET
my cells at work oc’s as this manga panel
doomed Yuri goes hard
Cindercella AUs
Seeing how much time I spend freaking out over RBC x WBC (or this show in general) I decided to come up with an AU.
"Let's go for the classic! Cinderella! It will be easy!"
So I came up with 4 versions of this AU and decided to name them Cindercella (awful I know)
They still need names, so bear with me.
Red and White works.
Cindercella A
Basically the traditional cinderella story
Like 2015 Disney Cinderella
I'm still working on the other details 😅 so I'd appreciate some help (where does she work, who are the other characters etc)
Cindercella B
This one has reversed roles
Ae3803 is the princess who (frequently) gets lost around the castle
She has trouble with her (annoying) duty of marrying a prince. Hope to change her parents' minds is still strong though
U1146 is a quiet guard that creeps people out. Blunt but secretive
Except you-know-who, the first person to smile to him in a heartfelt manner
He's a reliable fellow, once even saved her Highness from kidnappers. Guards the wing where the Royal family lives.
Also helps Red whenever she gets lost (which is frequently)
Ae3803 helped him with a transfer request for his friend
She defended him in an argument at the family dinner table
They meet a few times in the garden
"Her Highness has hair as red as roses"
They're both nerds who love roses
He helps her with being more confident and (stuck up) well-mannered.
She helps him with understanding people better (and tells him why they act so weirdly around him)
Red soon finds out that her parents have found a potential groom. The family decides to keep it a secret to (add more angst) avoid gossip among the staff
She pretty much locks herself in her room until the ball
White is worried because he hasn't seen her Highness lately (thinks it's probably his fault)
On the night of the (masquerade?) ball, by the Princess' wish, the hard-working guard was given a night off
"Princess or not I cannot stop thinking about her"
Don't know will there be a fairy godmother or not, but basically he arrives at the ball looking fine af
She recognizes him instantly (I mean dude has white hair) and they dance and all that
"I love you"
He says the three words and she runs away
He follows her (into the garden of course) and shit happens (agdhdhdkfsnfhkssj)
The three words are repeated again
I'm not entirely sure what will happen and how will they solve this problem, but (gimme a break) you know the ending of Cinderella.
I love this one so much
Cindercella AB
Ok hear me out, they're BOTH Cinderellas
Ae3803 works at a bakery and gets abused by her stepmother and stepsisters
U1146 is a soldier (or a guard again?) who recently came back from the battlefield (yall kno wat dat means, angst fo dayz)
The most realistic one of them all (so probably no fairy godmother)
On the night of the (masquerade?) ball-they both come looking fine af
"Crap, she looks rich"
"Crap, he looks rich"
They both end up lying about being nobles (slightly OOC I know)
Rose nerds again
They're basically each other's therapists. While other (losers) people are busy trying to fetch a noble they're busy solving their problems
This goes on for a few nights
Dunno what happens next but they basically find out the truth and instead of getting mad they're both relieved because they're not out of each other's league
"Although it was not the richest, it was certainly the fairest wedding of them all"
Cindercella O
More Romeo and Juliet than Cinderella but there are balls and glass slippers so leave me alone
The Prince and the Princess of the two opposed kingdoms meet in the woods
It's all fun and trees until they both see the portrait of the other and find out the awful name behind it
It's kinda awkward when they meet again
"You're so much paler than your portrait"
"You're so much shorter than yours"
U1146's kingdom throws a ball
Red has to go under the excuse of mending the relationship between two kingdoms. In reality she's actually sent to assassinate the Prince.
She can't do it and has to run away from the ball.
White heartbroken and angry orders for people to find her no matter what. (Whispers: angssssssst🐍)
They use her red hair and glass slipper as the means of identification.
She's hiding with her bodyguards until they find the means to escape to the kingdom (or kill the Prince?)
Just when they think they're fine, they get caught. (Can you imagine the angst when they meet again mwahahahaaha)
Red explains herself (or something like that) and they confess (and run away from their problems into the sunset)
Again I have no idea what happens next but you can pretty much see where this is going. I still think that the last one deserves a name of it's own since it isn't really Cinderella and I could write it as a separate AU.
Which one you liked the most? Why? What can be done to improve these AUs? Any other ideas?
Thank you for reading.
Here's an oneshot based on this amazing art by @sowwysap
The forest floor was painted with hundreds of afternoon shadows. Leaves were gently swaying in the silent breeze that carried birdsongs. Scents of various herbs blended within the fresh mountain air.
There, walking through this idyllic setting, was a girl carrying a basket. Her red riding hood waved in a greeting to the forest it visited.
Seeing how frequently she walked through the said forest, her rushed walk and nervous behaviour were all the more strange.
This has to be the way! I just can't get lost again, right? They should mark this damn trail! What even is up with this map!?
While she was cursing the mapmaker in her head, a twig snapped nearby. The riding hood quickly turned towards the sound. A pair of amber eyes underneath was filled with dread and, soon after, fear.
Oh no.
Within the forest shade stood a black wolf. It looked at her intensely and awaited the next move.
It looks hungry.
The wolf made the tiniest step. The girl held back a scream.
What should I do? Can I run? Hide? Fight? Maybe I can make it to the nearest tree? Yes, that'll do. Throw the basket to get it's attention and then make a run for it. Oh please, make it work!
But before she could do anything, a quick shadow jumped at the wolf from behind. The girl let out a yelp and while she was backing away, the wolf let out a desperate cry.
Terrifying
Her legs started running. Away from the terrifying. Away, just away, no other reason than to live. However, the sprint didn't last that long. She soon heard a voice very closely behind.
"Wait!"
She turned around and let out a scream very much like the black wolf. Behind her was a wolf - no a man - a wolf-man? Running at an inhumane pace he was catching up to her with ease. He unintentionally revealed his fangs. The girl was mostly intimidated by the yellow animal-like eye that was visible underneath his hair. It was hypnotic with it's feral glow. But after he blinked, in that one short moment, the eye changed to a human one. Perfectly black.
She found herself on the ground, in pain. The wolf caught up to her - not with his legs, but his eyes.
"Are you alright?"
His deep voice left traces of worry, but the girl kept backing away, on all fours. She was still on the ground and her hands grabbed at moss and twigs as she eyed him intensely. Only after her red hood embraced the bark of a nearby tree, she stopped and opened her mouth as if to scream again.
His expressions changed as she moved. First worry while she was laying. Then curiosity and confusion, once she started backing away. Realisation. Sadness, after her frightful gaze.
In the end, resignation.
His wolf ears got progressively lower with each emotion. The black eye looked to a distant corner of the forest, hiding spilled feelings away.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you", pause, "I thought it was a given, since I already saved your life."
The words relaxed the girl somewhat. She was no longer gripping the tree with a thirst for survival. Her eyes moved towards his bare feet. They were very much like wolf paws.
"S-so you aren't the big bad wolf that is going to, to eat me?"
"That's a really harmful stereotype, you know"
"I'm sorry. I... uh, well, I didn't read your intentions quite well earlier and I... well, many people don't really have many chances to see..."
She gestured towards him. He looked at her and smiled.
"Yeah, there still isn't a name for what I am."
"I hope that someone someday comes up with a good one. But I believe that your name is more important than the name of... your kind."
His smile became sheepish.
"Well, my friends call me White, so you can use that, I guess."
"Interesting..."
"What is?"
"My friends call me Red", she removed her hood to reveal a bush of ruby red hair. A mischievous strand of hair waved at the world. And like two berries on a magical plant, her amber eyes looked ripe and lively. The beauty of her round face bloomed as she smiled.
"I see. Well, Red", he crouched so they were on the same eye level, "What are you doing here?"
Being able to observe him properly for the first time, Red had to confess that he had a very pleasant appearance. His silver hair, despite being messy, was in harmony with his fair skin. The said skin had no irregularities, no such thing as scars or birthmarks. Like a polished knife, where the only stain is his inky eye. His wolf ears managed to blend with his hair, making his fangs the only unsettling irregularity.
Beautiful
"I, uhm, I work as a courier and I pass here quite often. What are you doing here? No, why did you save me? How did you manage to kill that wolf so quickly?"
"Kill? Oh no, you're mistaken, I only scared it away with some... mild injuries. I may be a wolf, but I am also a man. I am not a murderer. I am also not a thief."
Red looked confused until she saw his hand reach out. Within the grasp of his clawed fingers was her basket.
"Oh my. I've completely forgotten about it!", she took it, then looked at it's contents, "Thank you! I, I don't know how else to thank you."
"It's alright, I am just-"
A howl. Accompanied by another. White quickly tensed at the sound, then looked to the left. They both did. But nothing came.
"I-Is that another wolf?", Red tensed against the tree again.
"It's another me.", he said while looking at the sky.
Another one of his kind!
"Don't worry, it's a friend of mine. Member of my pack. There's like five of us in total. All friendly. All curious. None malicious. Some of them enjoy scaring away humans."
Some of them enjoy scaring away humans
Without a warning, he let out a howl. Unlike his voice, it was high and got progressively lower. It reached out into the sky, over the trees. Once he stopped, a self-satisfied smirk graced his lips. His ears and eyes focused towards the left. They were frozen for a few seconds until the next howl came. White's smirk became even more self-satisfied.
"They're not coming here, but we're gonna meet somewhere else."
She let out a huff: "I'm glad. I'm too tired to meet more wolfmen, no offense."
"I get it."
She looked around.
"What is it?"
"N-Nothing."
He squinted at her.
"It's just that, it's getting kinda late and I'm supposed to bring this to the northwest edge of the forest."
He looked at the ground like he was weighing his choices.
"Do you have a map?"
"Huh?"
"A map. I'm going to help you."
"O-Oh, no there's no need to-"
"I know that, but I will help you regardless. Now give me the map."
She handed him the yellowish paper.
"Good, now let's see..."
"It's a really bad map, I personally cannot read it properly."
"It is kind of old, but its still accurate. We're, somewhere... around... here.", he pointed at a place within north eastern part of the forest.
"I'm supposed to meet my friends... here."
This time, his finger was at the south-eastern part, near the middle and a lake.
"Now, information that matters to you. You're supposed to... go... in that", he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb, "direction. Go forward until you reach the river, then just follow it's course. There's a path nearby that leads to the village, I'll escort you and then..."
We part ways.
"Whatever you do, I don't care what comes at you, or how do you plan to face it. Do not, I repeat, do not stray away from the path. Is that clear?"
"Yes."
"Promise me you'll do so"
"I promise."
"Then let's go."
They walked in comfortable silence. Compared to his quiet walk, Red felt like she had a bells attached to her feet. His ears would turn, sensing something she could not. She could swear that at some point he sniffed the air like a hound, or more appropriately, a wolf.
They walked in comfortable silence. Maybe he was quiet because he was so busy doing what was his routine. She was quiet because she was busy doing something completely out of her routine.
How well can he see? Do his feet ever hurt? Does he ever run on all fours? How does he scratch himself with those claws?
Her mind was filled with irrelevant thoughts.
And very relevant ones.
Was he born this way? Does he ever wish to be a human? Is he lonely? Sad? Lost in a way that I'm not? Why is he helping me?
And so their time went by. Once White stopped, she felt the hit of reality.
"This is the path."
"Oh well, thank you. I owe you."
Silence. No movements.
He then turned around and began walking.
"Wait!"
A halt. He turns around.
"Will I ever see you again?"
The black eye widened.
"I, ugh, I don't know. Very unlikely, I do live here, but if you ever stumble upon this place again..."
He trailed off after seeing her face.
"I'm sure we'll bump into each other again someday."
She looked at him.
"See you around then."
The man smiled, then turned around to look at the sky. The wolf kept walking, his tail neatly flowing around his feet. Red stood there. Before she turned around a word came to her, flying like a leaf carried by the wind.
Someday
little red riding hood gets a little lost…
I'm still learning how to Tumblr so forgive me for the messy answer
If you are still doing it, 💫
Okay, I was like: Imma write a drabble the way it’s supposed to be. I’m a pro.Spoiler: I didn’t, so this just turned out to be a weird oneshot. I got too much into it. Enjoy.Song: So Close - Jon McLaughlin“So close to reaching that famous happy end,Almost believing this one’s not pretend.”There she is, capturing something more than his view.Again, as if it took her no effort. But how? What was she doing here? Did anything other than her arrival matter anymore?Somehow, she looked more stunning than this morning, when they bumped into each other on the street. She made small steps trough the hall and he could see red shoes shyly showing their tips underneath her long dress. The dress swayed with each movement. From head to toe, the dress gradually turned from blue to red. Just the experience of looking at her seemed surreal.She noticed him, but then another man wanted her attention. She turned her head towards his black glasses and brown hair, then listened to his whispers and nodded until, finally, he walked away. Her gaze followed him before he got lost in the crowd.Her amber eyes met the black one again. She smiled. Resumed her pace towards him. Before he knew it, she was two feet away, the orchestra crept into the silence and he reached out.“Would you like to dance?” Pause. “Yes.”She gave him his hand and they both joined the dance floor.She placed her hand in his and spread her fingers across his shoulder. In return, his hand went underneath her shoulder blade and his eyes to hers.In the few steps that followed, the white-haired man noticed an unexpected security in her movements. It was almost as if the girl wasn’t the very klutz that spilt his tea. “You’re a pretty good dancer.”She looked away from the intense stare. An agonizing pause.“I thought I’d never see you again.”This statement made her tense and her eyes returned to his with a sheepish smile.“You’d want to?”The singer’s voice kept carrying them across the hall.“More than I’m willing to admit.”“Well, saying ‘yes’ is satisfying enough.”“Well, I guess that makes us both pleasantly surprised.”“Ehm, ‘pleasantly surprised’ doesn’t even begin to describe it”He chuckled.“What does?”Step, step, sigh.“I wish I could tell you.”He nodded in understanding. The conversation ended. They were both carried by the waves of the song into the waltz that was like a ship over the depths of each other’s eyes. Synchronised with the singer’s voice, like it was all planned outSo far, we are…The music started changing it’s pace.“Miss, if you don’t mind, I would like to try something”“I don’t.”“Hold tight.”Her expression showed how she read his intention and her grip tightened. His footwork became faster with each next step as they moved. She followed and her dress did too. The world became hazy. Guests. Marble pillars. Grand chandeliers. All gone.What remained was his smile and the bubble of laughter that wanted to escape her.It felt like-“Miss Bordeaux!”They stopped. The man with glasses from before stood as close as he had to be, looking displeased. Her partner gave them a confused glance. Glasses ignored him. His unpleasant attention was directed at the redhead. She turned to her partner and bowed.“I’m grateful for the pleasant dance.”“The feeling is mutual.”The brown haired man coughed and the girl hesitated before turning towards him. She rushed as she looked down at her feet.Her partner stood there for a few moments before walking towards the exit himself. Time to leave came too early. His friends will forgive him. As for the host, he’ll come up with an excuse.What about her?He’ll probably never see her again. Fate doesn’t give two chances so easily. Three is pretty much impossible. He knows how cruel it is. But…He can’t help but hope.Now he knows the name he yearned for all day.
some Cells at work keychain designs I did!!