Here's An Oneshot Based On This Amazing Art By @sowwysap

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…

Well… that took an unexpected turn.

[edited pics 2 and 7 to remove the stand]

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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."

Thank you for reading! You're the best!

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I love that pirate AU you wrote! Do you have a FFN/AO3 account with more things to read? :o

Unfortunately no...

...T YET, HELL YEAH I'LL MAKE ONE AND LINK IT HERE

Thank you so much for reading, Anon, I actually was contemplating about making an account on some writing platform because this blog's pretty dead and I still have a lot of unfinished projects.

Thanks again and have some virtual cookies🍪🍪🍪

Sorry to be a bother again but I was wondering if you have any tips for drawing clothes and folds and such. I have a super hard time with that. I also wanted to ask how one should go about drawing if one is in a situation where they don't have any pose refs. Like, how should someone draw a pose from their brain? Sorry for polluting your blog with boring asks, you don't have to answer or put it up. I feel like it would ruin your blog. I'm sorry. I want to draw like you too

asfjjhk omg its okay shh dont worry about it !!!!! I don’t really care for blog aesthetics whatsoever so it’s ok!!!

erm, Im unsure how to answer this, but lemme draw a thing and post the process under readmore? I hope it helps (:3;;

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