RED ALERT: VIRUS DETECTED

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Symbol meme starters.

Send one for my muse’s reaction! Feel free to alter context, switch muse’s positions, etc, as necessary. Contains some mild NSFW.

(chest) - for your muse to press a hand against my muse’s chest (hair) - for your muse to bury their face in my muse’s hair (backhand) - for your muse to backhand my muse (jaw) - for your muse to grip my muse’s jaw in one hand (lap) - for your muse to sit in my muse’s lap (whisper) - for your muse to whisper in my muse’s ear (bottom) - for your muse to rest a hand on my muse’s ass (or slap it) (undress) - for your muse to undress mine (may not be nsfw!) (pin) - for your muse to pin mine to a specified surface  (yank) - for your muse to yank mine out of the way of danger (bite) - for your muse to bite mine (palm) - for your muse to clap a hand over my muse’s mouth (throw) - for your muse to physically throw mine (piggyback) - for your muse to leap onto my muse’s back for a piggyback ride (nourish) - for your muse to provide my muse with food or drink (secret) - for your muse to reveal a secret to mine (specify the secret!) (discover) - for your muse to discover information about mine that they shouldn’t know (rescue) - for your muse to rescue mine from danger (promise) - for your muse to make mine a promise, whether they intend to keep it or not (lie) - for your muse to lie to mine (specify the lie) (confess) - for your muse to make a confession of truth to mine (command) - for your muse to give my muse an order or instruction, which may or may not be followed (hide) - for your muse to hide somewhere with my muse (sleep) - for your muse to fall asleep on mine (misc) - create your own/sender specifies! useful if something here gives you an idea that isn’t otherwise written.

[smaller-doll]

the feelings hurt more than the distance

[tuyyyyu]

Deleted scene from Osmosis Jones 2001. What’s going on Thrax, my boy???

[imheretomakeyousick]

How do you feel about bactetial cells not commonly found in the body? Have you even met any non-human-thriving bacteria? What about protazoa??

“That’s funny, ‘cause, y’know, most of human pathogenic bacteria evolved from species that infected other living things.”

“But answering your annoying question: when I’m not inside a human body, I do indeed meet with different germs. They are dumb. Dumber than the rest, because of and depending on their development. You don’t have to be a genius to invade a flower,” he scoffs. “

[imheretomakeyousick]

tmxmory

✾ -  “ More than I, that’s for sure. I’m just interested in getting rid off an asshole we both would hate, while you can inherit that dumbass. Fair deal to my opinion. I could punch him to top it all. “ A jackpot, for sure. At the cost of strengthening him, she’d at least gain little more insight at the virus, who they’d have to deal with sooner or later. What type of virus, how he worked, was vital to figure out.

“ Trust me. You’d kill him anyway if ever crossed paths with him. I’m merely opening you a backdoor for some footing among the crowds. He doesn’t like competition so, why not to pay a surprise visit? “  

The virus let out a small, devious laugh, relaxing for a split second.

“Why are you so sure I don’t want him alive? Another pawn to add in the game of chess that the masterminds play,” his smile fell as he considered the possibilities, but it was right back up with its usual vigor. Agreeing seemed such a nice, simple solution, at least that’s how it was present by the cell. She wanted something, Thrax was sure, she wanted something so bad, but unfortunately she was going to be disappointed, whatever it was. He’d have to been extra careful, moreso than doing this alone. Entering the stage of the local underworld was one thing, entering the same stage hand in hand with a body cell was an entirely different matter. But information was crucial, and she had information. Thrax cast a less cautious glance at her face.

“If you want me to help you, we need a plan. And there’s some rules you’ll have to obey~”

[insatiably-red]

[insatiably-red]

[imheretomakeyousick]

“Yeah. Missed ya like a heart attack.”

The cell’s tone drips with sarcasm, as the virus returns his comment with merely an amused, mocking tone. Ozzy wasn’t sure if he was up to no good or not, but knowing him, he probably was.

So, the Immunity cell reaches for his gun, whipping it out with a spin and pointing it to the pathogen before him with a raised brow, finger on the trigger.

“And if ya think I’m gon’ let’chu stir up more’a yer shit here again, yer fuckin’ wrong.”

Thrax shifts his weight so now he’s leaning away from the other, as the voice of Jones rouses less than uncomfortable memories. In spite of that he smiles heartily at the officer.

“Now, now, I wouldn’t be so quick to rush into conclusions.”

His voice sounds smooth, in the verge of being rude, but he keeps a good eye on the weapon pointed at him. The virus had a few options to make it out unscratched, but it was still early to pick one if he was aiming for the best.

[imheretomakeyousick]

tmxmory

✾ -   “ Oh that big lazy lump and his merry dimwits. I’m tired of his face. Thinks he’s some big boss around the town for all the money he has. I want to see the terror in his eyes. “ A perfect chance to get rid off the rotten. Since this monster of a virus was already inside the body, why not to make him useful? He was a perfect candidate for her revenge - Fast. Clean. Easy. No resources wasted. Mimosa could not help but smile at the thought almost grin - and just to have that happen, her attitude changed in eyes. Flattering him. “ Such a small boss couldn’t take super virus like you, mm right? “

He couldn’t agree more with the cell, he felt anger build up inside him even just thinking about the bacteria. Pursuing and triggering fear in inferiors’ eyes was his speciality afterall. But what she suggested was a trap, and he knew that. She wanted to use him, how endearing. Like someone like Thrax wouldn’t had seen through it. Then she threw a curve ball, now the question was whether he would be generous enough to hit it back. He smiled even wider, looking like his face split into two halves divided by a toothy grin. “And what would I gain from that?”

[payaso-pastel]

Thrax Dump because yes

[imheretomakeyousick]

tmxmory

✾ -   “ I rather not rush things, even though violence seems to be the only language you guys know. Should I waste an opportunity with hasty decisions? No. “ Her stare is keenly directed at his figure, if not occasionally focusing at movements of his left - useless precaution, considering all the ways he could kill a cell.  “ Besides, I might want to see certain someone in flames. I think I found the man for the job. “

The virus lets out a small laugh, throwing his tendrils back to get them out of his face. “Seems you’ve only encountered the dimwits. If that’s the case I have nothing to blame you for, the low-lives can make one’s mind go crazy.” His expression shifts to a serious one as she continues speaking. “Oh? And who would the lucky guy be?” he asks jokingly as he secretly stiffens into an intitial fighting position.

[imheretomakeyousick]

khloeandosmosis

‘Listen, we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way.’

The cell watched as the virus’ claw began glowing a brilliant orange, a glimmer of fascination growing on her features. She was always curious about how that thing worked.

'I sure hope you’ve got no complaints about the hard way.’

The lymphocyte sighed and let go, looking up at Thrax as though he were the one being a petulant child. What a hypocrite, huh?

“Geez, fir someone who claims to be the 'Epitome of Deceivement’, which ye very much AREN’T by the way, ya goddamn drama queen, ya sure do make a fuckin’ scene outta sayin’ one teeny tiny lie, eh?” Khloe folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the Red Death and smirking.

“But nae worries! Ah know ye have yer own wee way of sayin’ it, even if ya don’t wanna admit it,” Khloe teasingly shot Thrax a very motherly smile before continuing, “an’ Ah missed ye too, mah precious wee red petal.” She joked.

She is, without a shadow of doubt, going to die for that one, eh?

There was a moment of peace but Thrax couldn’t even sigh of relief when the girl commited the next atrocity. And the next. Just how much of bullshit she could fit into her body?

This thing was getting ridiculous and it didn’t help that the virus had been feeling miserable for the past minutes.Since Khloe appeared, precisely. Finally she got off of him to cross her arms, only to be followed by Thrax’s already glowing claw.

He grabbed the cell by her collar, leaning to her face, so much like a romantic scene, but his face was distorted and his smile was of a murderer. He hold her in place, his knuckles whitening through his capsid as he used more force than neccessary.

He moved his weapon to her chest, slowly cracking open Khloe’s membrane, coming in contact with her mushy insides. Thrax felt the heat shifting from him inside her, but he wouldn’t let go of all of it, he would produce more, and more, enough to burn through am average cell’s body.

“You talk too much, baby,” he said, already enjoying the sound of her future screams. “It’s time to sing~”

[myosmosisjonestrash]

I’ve been afk for a while. Ya know how it is, existing and such. Anyway, here’s a sketch of Thrax in a suit and one with glasses because, yeah. I don’t know what I’m doin-

[boingoalive1988]

if you ever feel safe please remember that im out there

[imheretomakeyousick]

🚭 His skills with technology must be just as good as his skills with sparing lives.

DING DING DING

Correct!

[imheretomakeyousick]

Okay but can we talk about that scene where you were teaching those germs about the hypothalamus, like damn you low key would make a good teacher, teach me-

“Hey, baby, baby~” he says with a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth, but still backs away a little. “We all know I’m great, but sadly you can’t afford me.”

[imheretomakeyousick]

tmxmory

✾ -   Just a moment of thinking, she shrugs lightly, waving her hand. “ If I do something I may as well do it with some style. Don’t worry about my well being, geez. But you know… Kicking some invader ass is a form of self care. Or are you implying I have a choice? “

With every sentence she says Thrax feels more and more apprehension for the cell. She’s a dangerous one, he can tell, because he’s a dangerous one too. Better to keep his distance. “Style is not everything,” he admits then quickly changes the subject, “and violence solves problems the fastest.”

He tilts his head, never looking away from her. “Why do you think you don’t have a choice?”