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eminsunnytoons123 · 11 months ago

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The whatnot Show gang doodles:

Part 1, part 2 And part 3

Since I have promised yesterday that I'll post the whole whatnot Show gang, here it is =^_^=

And this is for all my loved ones in my tumblr family: @0lemonadefox0 @kxllboii @cheezekennith @aquamarine-dream-queen @dayzsac224 @oscarandgrinchfan @moshywoosh @ilovescaredysquirrel2 @nuggetaubrey @sharkyy599 @nightkit92 @familyoffood @animatronicdoozer @thelazzyblogzz @sugar-miss1 @shrimpathizer @shypeachrunaway @iggyguyy @sayuri-does-skits @typical-sophie @peaceforpeople @ben5569 @oxxjustfrankieandmikuloverxxo @ducktopia90264 @artismeyou-12 @blackstar044 @acen402 @diego-r-the-artist-2009 @nia1sworld @rumplestiltsbear @s4gefr0g @beeware-of-lulu @leafith @bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing @muppet-fan-frr @thegroovyskull @blo0st4r @vickymcsworld @fancytigercupcake @classywinnerpeace @dackychansworldofhoshino @itzbluecl0udd @alegriasweetblossom that always love me And support my work And always give me some much Joy And happiness in my heart, I'll always love And support them no matter what, And I'll always wish them all happiness And Joy =^///////^= 🩷💖❤️

Also, I know that I made these doodles on february this year And that I could've redraw them in my new improved artstyle after these couple months, I'm kinda lazy to do so ^///^; but! When I often draw them along with kermoot And the moopets, timrek And the teppums, And Lucille And the parodies, they WILL look more better =^_^=

And also! Before I start sharing their new updated infos, I wont go by the parts I was doing, because I wanna make every character be together in these new parts ^///^;

Now their NEW infos/bios:

Dermot the dog - dermot the dog is Kermit the frog's whatnot counterpart, he is the dog leader of the whatnot Show gang and he plays the bucket bass and likes to talk about cloudy Days. His headcanon voice actor is Phil LaMarr, And his voice claim is Wilt from Fosters home for Imaginary friends.

Miss Tiggy - Miss Tiggy is Miss piggy's whatnot counterpart, she is the primadonna Tiger lady but she is also very hot tempered, so beware of her! She is even Dermot's love interest. Her headcanon voice actor is Pendleton Ward, And her voice claim is lumpy space princess from adventure time.

Ozzy Woodchuck - Ozzy Woodchuck is fozzie bear's whatnot counterpart, he is the comedic Woodchuck of the Show And his jokes often suck and he often uses honks for entertainment of other whatnots. His headcanon voice actor is Doug Giorgis, And his voice claim is Bobby zilch from psychonauts.

Bonzo the amazing monkey - Bonzo the amazing monkey is gonzo's whatnot counterpart, he is the Daredevil Monkey that isnt afraid to do some dangerous acrobatics And stuff, And he has a thing for fairies that are taller than him. His headcanon voice actor is Gregory Micheal "Greg" Cipes, And his voice claim is Beast boy from teen titans go!

Paisley the persian cat - paisley the persian cat is rowlf the dog's whatnot counterpart, he is wise and laid-back just like rowlf And he plays the Mandolin. His headcanon voice actor is Keith David, And his voice claim is Husk from hazbin hotel.

Sid the British bulldog - Sid the British bulldog is sam the eagle's whatnot counterpart, he is a British bulldog that always has something to say about Britain or that the Show should he more cultural, And! He calls the other whatnots "freakos". His headcanon voice actor is Phil LaMarr, And his voice claim is Spike the bulldog from various tom And Jerry DTV movies.

Gustavo the King ladybug - Gustavo the King ladybug is Pepe the King prawn's whatnot counterpart, he is a sassy mexican KING ladybug of the Show, And! Dont call him a "fly"! His headcanon voice actor is Carlos Jaime Alazraqui, And his voice claim is juandissimo magnifico from fairly oddparents.

Pierce the chinchilla - Pierce the chinchilla is Rizzo the rat's whatnot counterpart, he is a cute looking yet sassy chinchilla on the Show with many mischiefs. His headcanon voice actor is Blake Roman, And his voice claim is Angel dust from hazbin hotel.

Victor - Victor is Walter's whatnot counterpart, he is a enthusiastic boy who is a big fan of the whatnots And he is even the part of them, he is even Snooper's best friend And he has a crush on him. his headcanon voice actor is Liam Ross-Mills, And his voice claim is Tractor tom from Tractor tom.

Snooper - Snooper is Scooter's whatnot counterpart, he helps Dermot for the show and he is even Victor's best friend And he has a crush on him too, And his sister Sneeker often teases him. His headcanon voice actor is Tom Kenny, And his voice claim is Preston from class of 3000.

Dr Aristotle un wonders - Dr Aristotle un wonders is dr bunsen honeydew's whatnot counterpart, he is the Scientist of the Show And Kiyoshi is his assistant but maybe even a crush. His headcanon voice actor is Jeff Bergman, And his voice claim is yogi bear from jellystone!

Kiyoshi - Kiyoshi is Beaker's whatnot counterpart, he is just as nervous and shy as beaker And he speaks like "breep!" And "ohh?". His headcanon voice actor is Richard Steven Horvitz, And his voice claim is Raz Aquatin from psychonauts.

And I wanna know who are y'all's favorite characters here in the whatnot Show, ya can tell me either in the replies or reblogs =^.^=

And I'll post the rest later or tommorow along with The moopets gang, And! I gotta draw class of 4000 characters now =^//////^=

I hope y'all will like these =^////^= 🩷❤️💖💛🧡

#my arts #traditional art #the whatnot show #dermot the dog #miss tiggy #ozzy woodchuck #gustavo the king ladybug #pierce the chinchilla #sid the british bulldog #paisley the persian cat #bonzo the amazing monkey #snooper the whatnot #victor the whatnot #kiyoshi the whatnot #dr aristotle un wonders #doodles #color pencils

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m0thcl0wn · 2 years ago

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zou ramble post

whyd Wanda lick Luffy

also Pedro <3

OH Robin and the dragon, shes adorable shes really grown to be one of my favourites over all (i dont think i could list like 1-10 my favourite straw hats, theyre all my favourites)

Law

Luffy getting washed away after being told to hang on. love him. idiot.

BEPO

"then its true they must be-" "A Cannibal Tribe." "NOOOOO"

i love Shachi's voice

i like the new eye catchers theyre fun

the chumby gatormobile (Wany)

Zoro letting Usopp puppet him. like he just goes along with it

Nami sleeping on the sheep (shes so pretty in the purple/blue? dress)

STOP LICKING HIM WANDA??

theyre all happy to see luffy the most they love their captain

Sanji :(

Zoro noticing Nami get upset at the mention of Sanji

(god WCI is going to fucking HURT)

((like im already crying, Sanji has been one of my favourites since the beginning, i know some what what happens in it but GOD its nothing like the real thing yknow? the same with when Ace died, i knee it was coming but it hurt like hell))

BROOK MY BELOVED

they keep apologising for Sanji, my chest hurts

Brook with his hand on Luffys shoulder, hes a dad

the dog minks going after Brook cos hes bones LEAVE HIM ALONE and the straw hats just letting it happen

(side note sanji with his shirt/jacket over his shoulders hes SO HOT)

i love getting to watch Brook actually fight, hes so cool

them using Ceaser to carry the canon balls wheeze

"shippy" (sadly)

god Sanji

HEART PIRATES REUNION

Law holding up Bepo (his lil smile) hes so happy seeing his crew again

Luffy making the bridge jump usopp telling him to read the room

"Luffy dont talk about the samurai" "wheres the ninja our SAMURAI FRIEND KINEMON wanted to see" youre such an idiot Luffy i love you

Shishilian <3

Dogstorm big and him falling asleep mid convo about Shanks

Pekoms crying over his family and changing his hatred for the straw hats to Nack and beast pirates wheeze

Ceaser is v cute, i like him a lot (i like his cunty leotard and eyeliner)

i wonder if Sanji *knew* that this ends up the way it does (ep 762, idk if its confirmed after this, thats where i am while writing it), the looks he keeps giving makes me think he does, does he know that this will lead back to Germa 66 and his family?

POOR PEKOMS WTF BEGE

"Sanji gets a startling invitation" aAA

do you ever think about the dudes in Bege and like, do you wonder what they thought the first time around getting inside this dude?

"i can kick your lumpy ass anytime"

Ceaser is a girlfailure

"i imagine youd have to slice through his abandon" thank you robin

do they never show us haow to get in the castle castle fruit, thats what i wanna know, thats freaky as hell

oh Sanji has gotta know right hes so angry

OOO VINSMOKE MENTION FINALLY

oh god this is really gonna hurt

he looks so disgusted at the invitation poor dude

Brook knows about the Vinsmokes?

they all love their captain so much

poor Sanji

(he is so handsome though)

WHAT DID VITO SAY TO HIM

two smokers staring each other down across a long table

sanji my poor self sacrificing boy

pain

SANJI HUGGING THEM ONLY TO THROW THEM OUT

this is going to hurt so much

Zoro stop being a little bitch

(hes not really but like cmon yknow, you can just be honest that youre worried)

Luffys lil tongue licking his sting

i love whenever Brook gets to sing it always slaps and i just love him

master cat viper(tm) the song slaps idc what anyone says

the raindeer/deer mink chopper falls in love with for like 30 seconds

"youre worried about Sanji too, huh?" Luffy knows his crew like the back of his hands

the heart pirates posing for Luffy

"not cool not cool not cool" you tell him

"we're not friends we're strategic allies" oh law youre already in too deep

cat viper is garfield?

Brook, Franky and Robin trying to guess what the drawing was

Kin'emon and Kanjuro share one braincell

FUCKING SHISHILIAN WHEEZE whyd he scream!! cmon man!!!

dogstorm and cat viper (enemies to friends to lovers 80k words)

the minks letting their city fall for their friends sobbing

the soft soft music

HES HAD A BACK TAT THIS WHOLE TIME?

lord momonosuke wild

"nin nin NINJA"

theyre so sad its not the ninja they wanted

(more and more talk of wano, so fucking close)

((123 EPISODES UNTIL WANO))

Luffys frowny face

LAW GETTING EXCITED ABOUT THE NINJA

theyre menacing Raizo poor man

"so, no shadow clowns?" sobs Law i love you hes so fucking excited when Raizo does it

theyre all so happy about it

"THERES FOUR LAUGH TALES THATS CRAZY" "YOU IDIOT JUST LET THE DOG TALK"

"shes SUPEERRR" frobin stans rise

feral for Rayleigh that man is SO hot i shouldnt be allowed near him (also Roger. actually worse with Roger, tumblr would delete me if i said anything)

hes gonna say no

INKNEW IT

overtaken getting louder in the background god i love the music of op

"straw hat you shouldve run this be me first" "but its cool right?" "well yeah but"

AWW KANJURO DOING THE FRANKT POSE

they fist pump for the alliance

"do we need the ninja part?" "OH COURSE WE DO"

"us being allies means we're best friends"

Zoro is so jealous of his captain praising Sanji

the beast pirates planning on killing Zunesha makes me think, what is zous plan when Zunesha died?

MARCO

Luffy being like who the fuck is marco? "he looks like a pineapple" OH THAT GUY

"dinner time dinner time dinner time dinner time"

"captain could you bring back a poneglyph rubbing pretty please" "THAT WAS SO CUTE" youre right usopp it was

love Luffy being a special little guy

Pedros tail LONG

YOOOOOOO BEAT THEIR ASS ZUNESHA

Zoro getting lost and Law making fun of him

new clima tact lets gO

starting to see some,,, odd art choices

and just like that no more Zou

WHOLE CAKE ISLAND HERE I COME

VIVI??

#no one else to talk to #so you get my rambles #one piece #zou #op zou

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lemmetreatya · 3 years ago

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I have never requested anything so I have no idea where to do that and stuff, i hope you dont mind me writing it here.. I was thinking if you could write about platonic relationship between Polnareff and reader? like, them being siblings and after Sherry's death reader would disappear for some years, they would reunite while stardust crusaders is happening. they would meet between fight with Anubis and after that they would talk about how they've missed each other.. hurt/comfort type of thing with some fluff in it. oh and also reader has a healing stand perhaps? they could help Polpol and Joot with their wounds. I hope its ok with you! if not, feel free to ignore it

That’s fine! Your request was lovely but you’re also my first imagine request so we’re in this doing firsts together 🥺💕 Hope you enjoy <3

Everything, Everything for You, My Darling

Polnareff x Reader

Count: 4.1k+

‘For as long as you could remember, it had always been the three of you’

Contains: Angsts, Character death, Hurt, Comfort, Strong Language, Happy Ending, Not Beta Read

For as long as you could remember, it had always been the three of you.

“Sst!”

Looking up towards the younger girl, you softly mouthed an apology. Her leg was still brushed red, tinged with small specks of blood and razor like streaks but you tried to clean up her graze as lightly as you could.

Apart from this one injury, Sherry was fine. Maybe a slightly bruised ego but she was holding her own, unlike the other addition to your trio.

Within your peripheral, you could see Jean Pierre marching up and down the paved field edge you were all currently situated on, his footing light but his clomps loud nonetheless. He was currently seething, hot with anger; something that wasn’t a regular occurrence but definitely felt once present.

“I swear — I fucking swear — I’ll get them back for that. Those sleazy bastards…. think, think they can just get away with hurting my sister, huh?! Fuck, they so have what’s coming for them.”

The collection of red stained cotton buds that sat besides your leg stacked up in a small pyramid. You added another one to the pile before addressing the boy, a sigh in your voice.

“There’s nothing you can do about it, Jean Pierre. They’ve already run off and there’s about seven of them and three of us. We just gotta cut our losses as it is, you know?”

Sherry nodded in agreeal to your comment although flinched afterwards as you lightly stuck a plaster above her knee.

“Yeah, don’t work yourself up blaming them. It’s not like they did it on purpose. I just happened to be in the way is all.” Her voice was as soft as ever.

Visibly you could see Jean Pierre start to calm down, his feet finally stuck in one singular place and his box shoulders sagging, although you knew the fire of rage still bubbled deep within his gut.

“Mon coeur, still!” He exclaimed towards you before switching his attention to Sherry, “They should have minded you or something. At least turned back and apologise…”

A lumpy silence fell over the three of you; no one had much else to comment but everyone knew someone needed to say something to fill the gap. Something that didn’t seem like a topic divert or talking just for talks sake. But as always, you knew what to say.

“It’s okay, Jean Pierre. The fact no one’s seriously injured is more than fine. We got lucky.” You encouraged.

With a pout, Sherry aimlessly reached a finger down to lightly smooth over her plaster. You mundanely rubbed the uninjured part of her leg before adding: “It just means you’ll have to be Sherry’s personal chauffeur.”

A soft laugh left Sherry’s mouth at Jean Pierre’s bewildered expression, the boy seemingly offended at the task he was now endowed with.

“What?! No fair! That’s even more reason to get them back!” He boomed.

You weren’t related by blood like Sherry and Jean Pierre were, but the two were the closest thing you had to family. Sherry was soft spoken and as pretty as she spoke. Jean Pierre was boisterous and forever daring in his outlook. You all complimented each other’s personalities but you looked up to Jean Pierre with a different austere air.

The way the older conducted life about him — care-free but never too lenient — it always inspired you to fulfil life in the same manor. It always gave you that edge to be watchful over the Sherry. You liked to think that you and Jean Pierre aided her under a wing each. If only you had known that instead, Jean Pierre was protectively holding his wings over the both of you.

However, despite his disposition, you would never have known the hollowing loneliness he constantly carried with him. Sherry hadn’t much memory of their parents but Jean Pierre did. He had tasted warmth and protection before, he knew how secure it’d make one feel. Jean Pierre even believes he would be better off having never experienced it. Maybe at least that way he wouldn’t daily feel that he was concaving — rotting, from the inside out.

Instead, he used the previous love he’d once received on the both of you.

Not once had the thought that the three of you could ever be apart cross your mind. Even if it did, there was no need to dwell on it as life was already as harsh as it was; why would you dream or even prepare yourself to be away from your only life sources? However, only naivety could fool you that deep.

When Sherry was killed the brutally dehumanising way she was, the only thing you could think to do was pull apart from your rootings.

Pull apart from everything that once made you happy, starve yourself of knowing what Home meant and felt like because why should you?

Sherry had lost her life; never again to see how burnt orange would tickle the vineyard horizons at early dawn or how the stars would wink goodnight under the heavy smell of olives in the evening. The sweet song of rushing brookes! How the clear current could surprise you with its strength if you were to comb your hand against it. No longer was Sherry here to experience those beautiful parries of life so how could you possibly live in the very vicinities she once did and constantly feel like you weren’t dying yourself?

You had fled from the town not even seventy-two hours after her death. It honestly had felt longer by then, but there was no sound voice of reason to warn you against that, and so you had acted on the fleeting decision once you thought it.

It was selfish of you really to not think of everyone else involved — especially concerning how much it would have affected Jean Pierre, how the burden of losing both of you would solely fall on him. You know you could never fear Jean Pierre, with utmost certainty you knew he wouldn’t even dare think about harming you.

But it's when you saw the rage, how the always lit but never boiling flame suddenly unleashed within the older boy towards Sherry’s killer, a part of you feared that you had lost him to an overdue battle.

Running never worked for anyone and to be honest, you’re not sure why it seemed right.

The grief, the pain, the hate all still remained. Everything you tried to run from, stayed. Your dear Family that you wanted to protect, gone. The only thing you had left of them was the faint shadow of their silhouettes that were engraved into the flesh of your eyelids, haunting you for as long as you drew breath.

Still yet, life went on and in due time of being a wanderer, you found yourself in places you could only have dreamt of visiting.

Currently, you were situated in Edfu, a small city that sat on the west bank of the Nile. Cairo had been a bit busy for you, even though you’d spent about a week or so there, and so you ventured more of the country to see what it offered.

You’re not quite sure what drew you to the ancient settlement of Edfu but from the moment you got here, you knew you were there for a reason.

It was just approaching noon when you were sat in the outside seating of the small cafe. It was also then that you heard a loud crashing bang.

When you looked, the trouble seemed to be coming from the barbershop that was placed just four doors down from where you sat. Most of the locals who were around you turned or gravitated towards the source of commotion, surprised at the sudden disturbance in their mostly quiet dwelling. You on the other hand turned the other way in your seat.

“Khan! Khan! Is everything okay?!”

You could only make out the few phrases of Arabic being used around you but you still chose to disengage and move away from the noise. Without even a look at who was involved, you quickly got up and slinked into the inside of the cafe.

Don’t get it wrong, it’s not like you didn’t care nor wanted to help. It’s just… everywhere you went, trouble seemed to follow you. The first few times, you engaged and tried to help out but after awhile, you realised it was always you who the attackers turned on.

This is one of the major reasons why you found yourself becoming a traveller. No matter where you landed yourself, bizarre occurrences always seemed to happen whilst you were in the vicinity.

In your opinion, you saw this as a curse — Sherry’s Curse. This was your judgement on earth already being served to you, this is what you got for running away.

As you sat by the peeling bar, you could only sigh with your head in your hands, the ruckus outside continuing on. The bartender had the same disposition as you. Whether they were used to the noise or just too dully complacent with their job to move from their position, you wouldn’t know. They didn’t mind you for the duration of the time you were there. They only gave you a nod once you entered and that was it. The rest of the time they spent quietly polishing away at the crockery.

A few minutes had passed and the sound of fighting continued crashing throughout the streets. At one point you wondered if it’d ever stop. You were willing to try and leave, slip out in the other direction of the commotion and find yourself somewhere else to occupy. That was until you heard the sharp sound of barking.

Looking down at your feet, you noted a small boston terrier yapping for your attention. With a warm smile, you got down from your barstool to pat it on the head.

“Why, hello. Hey, who’s a good baby?”

The dog basked in your petting for a few seconds, clearly enjoying the attention before unexpectedly bolting towards the entrance of the cafe.

With a surprised face, you took it as the dog just being wryly but when you realised it was still watching you from it’s place you, frowned.

“What’s wrong, buddy? You lost?”

The dog barked once, twice and then turned in a circle a few times. You weren’t entirely sure what drew you to follow after it as it dashed out into the street, but you realised whatever it was felt urgent.

Meanwhile, having just come back to his senses, Polnareff was in distress.

With a sigh, the Frenchman crouched himself down next to the currently winded Jotaro. Never again does he ever want to be controlled to do something against his will like that. Anubis was tough but he believes he knew he was winning that fight anyways.

The Frenchman wasn’t as hurt as the younger male but he definitely did feel like he’d been in a hefty battle. Polnareff shuffled within his pockets, pulling out an old malted plaster before offering it to Jotaro.

“Here, I’ve got a plaster.”

Jotaro didn’t even look at what he was being offered, only grumbled out:

“No, I don’t want it.”

Polnareff didn’t take it to heart. He knew the male could be acute with the words he used and so he only shrugged before getting up to observe the area damage behind him. Before he knew it, he was met with the familiar flash of tuffed black and white fur.

“Oh, it’s Iggy! Where did you come from?” He couldn’t even be relieved for long as he grimaced over at the bull terrier, unaware of the figure who followed him.

“Beurk! Eating candy now are we? And right off the floor too, you disgusting…dog.”

As Polnareff’s words faltered, your feet came to a sudden stop, no longer allowing you to follow the small animal. Your mind went completely blank seeing the now older boy, no, man in front of you. With a dry gulp, you quietly called out his name.

“J-Jean Pierre…?”

There was a tense flicker of eye contact the both of you shared.

The facial expression the silver haired man wore was crushed into that of hurt and rage. Maybe it was because of your presence, maybe it’s because of the previous battle he just had. Either way, the smithereens of the anger you could smell on him at the day of Sherry’s death was the same smell you were smelling now.

Your heart raced with utmost speed, so much so you thought it’d explode right there, spray guts and blood down your chest and all over the man in front of you. After years of suppressing whatever you were trying to bury, suddenly it had all come to the surface. Forget that this was one of the most bizarre places to meet, the fact that the boy you had abandoned was here — right in front of you — was daunting.

You took a faulty step back, your footing wobbly as it almost failed you. Polnareff on the other hand desperately reached his hand out towards you.

“No, no it’s okay.” He cooed. I’m not mad at you, is what he wanted to say but for the record of their current company, he held his words.

You gulped, unsure of whether to stay or not. However, once he saw you weren’t going to fleetingly run away from him, Polnareff tasted the name he thought he’d never be able to use come the rest of his days.

“Mon coeur...”

The familiarity of the name churned your heart with nostalgia. Your breathing was still hitched but you were able to break through a reply.

“Hey…” You could barely whisper back, your facial expression twisted between final joy and sorrow.

Polnareff took a tentative step forwards, his arms opening in that welcoming way it always did once he knew you were unsettled. Without a second thought, you found yourself moulding into his chest —like the prodigal child finding Home again. Eyes peppery with tears, your arms dug into the man with an action that could only be described as desperation.

Whether he was in pain or not you wouldn’t have known, as Polnareff made no move to adjust you or place you where he wasn’t sore. He only engulfed you, no questions asked or uttered.

You both stayed like that for a good several seconds although it felt fleeting and short. The only reason why you let go was because Polnareff had suddenly switched and pulled his attention towards the Nile situated several yards behind you.

“Regardè! That cow is freaking out about something…” He pointed, almost childishly to the disturbed cattle and rocking boat.

Feeling slightly disorientatated, you didn’t even have time to reply or pay proper attention to his observation as it seemed that his shared company had more words to say about it than you did.

“Gimme a break, Polnareff. Who the fuck cares? Just go find Avdol and Gramps…”

As you looked towards the grimacing black haired man, you realised why Polnareff may have been reluctant to say much to you. Was this his friend?

“I’ll look for them, don’t worry.” Polnareff gave you a look to wordlessly excuse himself as he trotted back towards the other man who was still crouched.

The black haired man was definitely aware of your presence, well, you think he was. But he didn’t seem to acknowledge you as he spoke to Polnareff. You looked at him closely, unsure why he seemed so defensive but either way you weren’t phased.

All of a sudden, an inward fizzing sound occured and it was like you were looking at him with a different set of eyes.

Your vision was suddenly tinted purple, your surroundings all tinted in that very colour. The crouching man’s body highlighted yellow and orange in various places in the shape and size of incisions and cuts. One orange on his cheek and a yellow dotted around other places. However, his lower stomach seemed to blare an alarming colour of red. Even without the changed vision you could tell there was a pool of blood dripping from the very same place.

Your vision quickly changed back to normal but you lightly gasped before also crouching down by his side.

“Oh my goodness, are you okay?! That wound looks pretty deep.”

The black haired man didn’t look offended at your now invasive presence but he definitely watched you closely from underneath his hat.

“Ah, Jotaro will be alright. We just gotta find the others and then Avdol’ll be able to patch him up or something.” Polnareff chirped in.

Your brows furrowed between your eyes. Who were all these people Polnareff suddenly knew?

“Others?” You turned your head to hushly asked.

“Long story, I’ll explain later.” Polnareff answered.

“Yeah, but that’s only if we can find them in time.” The black haired man, (You’re guessing whose name was Jotaro?) grunted his piece as he finally sat down onto the dusty side road. His legs were spread out infront of him as his hand pressed painfully onto the crimson wound that stained just below his stomach.

“Fuck, I’m never going out with you alone ever again.”

Even though he directed that comment towards Polnareff, you could feel the bothered annoyance emitting from Jotaro. However, your concern was still towards his heavy gnash that didn’t seem to stop flowing red.

“I don’t know who this Avdol guy is but I’m sure I could help heal your wounds in the meantime.” You blurted.

Both Jotaro and Polnareff looked to you with questioning stances. Without much explanation, you tentatively laid your hands onto the bleeding area of Jotaro’s stomach.

Unexpectedly, the same purple tint that shaded your vision earlier glowed around your hand. Even though the healing wasn’t obvious due to the covering of his clothes, Jotaro’s visible discomfort started to ease.

With a dry laugh, Polnareff rubbed the side of his palm across his forehead.

“I never knew you had a stand?!”

As you continued to concentrate on the man’s wounds, you briefly uttered your reply.

“Oh. Is that what it’s called?”

Polnareff laughed again, yet this time it was full of bright colour.

“Now that I think about it, it makes sense. You were always the healing type. Whether it be a soothing word or just a plaster. You always knew how to make people feel better.”

You briefly looked up at your Home, smile warm as it radiated off of your face.

“Thanks.” You looked back down to where your hands hovered over the other man’s stomach. “I guess I needed to hear that.”

“You two know each other.”

Jotaro gruffly stated more than asked. His voice didn’t sound as pained but he was definitely worn out. Rolling his eyes, Polnareff answered for the two of you.

“Yeah, well, no shit.”

The black haired man didn’t scoff but he might as well have concerning how he lowered his cap further over his eyes.

Even though you weren’t familiar with their dynamic, you felt like you could figure it out quite quickly. If anything, it reminded you of the one you used to share with Polnareff all those years back. With a soft laugh, you shook your head.

“We all grew up together. Me, him and…”

You felt Polnareff freeze besides you. The distraught that was briefly dormant finally came back in a flow of cracked nostalgia. A pained expression dressed your face before you begrudgingly finished your sentence.

“…and Sherry.”

“The dead sister.” Jotaro stated.

Polnareff seemed distant now that the girl’s name was brought up. He nodded dutifully before heavily answering.

“Yeah. The one I avenged.”

You took heed of the older’s words.

Avengement.

Long gone were the days where you daily thought about reclaiming back power from Sherry’s killer. You found the task hopeless, time consuming and no use. Not because you didn’t care but because what use would it do you?

For ages, the guilt of Sherry simply being a victim haunted your psyche. It was only through suppression of feelings in which you could even bear to stand yourself, live on with your choices.

Maybe now it was finally time to face just one of your many demons.

“Let me help you.” You blurted out.

With a wild expression, Polnareff looked in your direction.

“What?”

A flurry of small tiny ants could have crawled along the inside of your chest with how it was seeming to burn. You cleared your throat once before explaining further.

“With whatever you’re doing out here. Fighting, avenging, I don’t know but just let me help.”

Conflict plagued Polnareff’s face. Even though it’d been so long, even though he’d grown a lot taller, older and even in a sense, more mature — that same expression he would wear as a child decorated his features.

For a split second you recond, to a certain extent, that Polnareff still counted as a child.

Polnareff searched his eyes over your face.

“No, mon coeur. It’s too dangerous.”

“Says who? I’ve survived long enough on my own and I turned out fine. You won’t need to look out for me and I won’t get in your way just…” You couldn’t even meet his eyes. “Just let me make it up to you.” You finished with a murmur.

With sagging shoulders, Polnareff stretched his hand down to you.

“You don’t owe me anything—“ is what he started with but as you moved your shoulder out of his arms reach, you seemed to unexpectedly burst.

“Jean Pierre! For the sake of finally being able to sleep easy. For the idea that I can finally say I’ve done something worthwhile with my life and stop running away — for me to avenge Sherry in my own way, let me help.”

Too stunned to speak, the older man simply didn’t. His mouth left agape at the sudden chagrin you spilt. The sudden realisation why life after Sherry’s death panned out the way it did for the both of you.

Having not been an active part of the conversation, Jotaro found himself being the one to keep the train of conversation going. God, Polnareff really did put him in the most awkward of situations.

“I don’t see why not.” Jotaro directed towards you. “Your stand will be useful anyways.”

Blinking over at the man, you realised that this was the first time you got a proper look at him. At first you presumed him to be at least Polnareff’s age or even older. But now that you saw his face, you realised that he was probably around the same age as you.

With a mild scoff, Polnareff wildly pointed his fingers in Jotaro’s direction, accusatory and boisterous air finally pumped back into him.

“And since when did you make the rules?” He fired.

Jotaro only sighed loudly.

“Gimme a break.”

As the six of you walked to your hotel destination for the night, you and Polnareff lagged behind the others.

It’d been a lot, taking in the story and journey Polnareff’s life had taken him on. Even the whole explanation of stands, stand users and the nefarious DIO seemed light in comparison to the eventual opening up of how the older man had barely been coping.

It was natural that you still felt bad about leaving all that time ago but Polnareff was adamant in affirming you that he understood — That he wasn’t angry.

“I won’t lie and say it was easy. I still struggle with coming to terms with her death, even after avenging her.”

As you kicked a lone stone, a flurry of dust followed its path. Polnareff continued.

“Avenging doesn’t do much for the dead. It’s only a way for the living to cope.”

Your shoulders raised and descended in a defensive shrug, your head held high.

“Doesn’t matter, I still want to help.”

Shaking his head, Polnareff disagreed. One of the guys walking in front of you, the one who you learnt went by the name of Avdol, glanced back towards the both of you. You watched as Polnareff shared a knowing glance with him before he continued speaking to you.

“I’m not trying to talk you out of it. Like you’d stand down if I said no, anyways. It’s just… Don’t think it’ll solve or heal anything. It just widens the hole.”

Sighing out of your nose, you shrugged once again only this time it was more of a mutual action.

“Jean Pierre, I know. And I guess— Well, thank you for looking out for me first of all. I do appreciate it, don’t get me wrong. But it’s okay. I’ve come to terms with whatever happens, what has happened.” With a soft smile, you directed Polnareff a warm gaze. “I know she’ll be proud that we kept on moving.”

Polnareff could only hazily smile back, a small nod in agreeal.

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess she would.”

#polnareff x reader #jean pierre polnareff #polnareff x gn reader #polnareff x gender neutral reader #sherry polnareff #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #anime #jotaro kujo #angst #comfort #fluff #happy ending #jjba fanfic #jjba imagine #jjba scenarios

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hourcat · 3 years ago

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ok top 5 things that charles loves about pierre's body and vice versa hehe

hehe

top 5 things about pierre's body charles loves:

5. his back 🫠 especially when pierre is in mid-season form and he looks like a fucking dorito chip. if he didn't bite his nails he'd absolutely be leaving scratch marks all down his back all the time bc he just. clutches and digs and holds on for dear life every night they spend together. (and like. pierre loves it too. but charles feels secure all clutched to him.)

4. beard!!!!! when pierre gives him beard burn he gets very [radio static] and gets all squirmy and whiny and breathy. but also he loves to trace the ridiculously trimmed line of it all the time, and he thinks it's very handsome even if conceptually it's a little silly 🥺 also bc he's a kitten he likes to rub his cheek against him hehe

3. chest bc u KNOW if we're all freaks about pierre's chest/chest hair/crucifix, charles is like...ten times worse. but even in non sexy ways. he loves to snuggle in pierre's chest whenever they're given the opportunity to relax together ❤️❤️ pierre is so STURDY and steady w him. he's charles' favorite pillow even if charles teases him about being lumpy and uncomfortable<3

2. hands. see above for how if we're obsessed, charles has it even worse. charles loves holding pierre's hand though!!!! they dont ever get to do it much bc the world isn't ready to find out about them, so really it's just when they're on vacations or when theyre home together. charles likes to slot his fingers between pierre's. he squeezes them and pierre always, always squeezes back. charles kisses his knuckles and his palm and his fingers. pierre teases him w dirty jokes (and like. for good reason) and charles always gets a lil embarrassed about it but it doesn't make him show that affection any less often!!!!!!!!

1. his mouth. easily number one, bc his lips kiss charles so sweetly, his smile is so handsome and a little dangerous and always running, always making charles laugh bc that's just how they are, always giggling all over one another. charles loves to trace pierre's mouth with a lingering finger in bed. sometimes pierre will suck his finger into his mouth just to make him giggle. (charles will slap his chest to stop him but he loves when pierre is a rascal ❤️)

top 5 things about charles' body pierre loves:

5. it's not a specific part per-se but pierre loves how charles is always chilly. one, bc he's so cute when he's all red in the face n layered up like a madman. but two!!! charles being chilly means he always wants to get warm via snuggling into pierre's side and pierre l o v e s to snuggle charles. even when he pretends and says "you're so clingyyyy" and charles just sticks his tongue out and snuggles harder.

4. pierre loooves charles' neck. loves it to the point of vampirism kshrjdndkdm ESPECIALLY when charles blushes and it travels a little down. hickeys? perfect surface. pierre is the perfect height that he can tuck right in when theyre standing together. he loves to tongue at charles' neck vein to make him squirm. and charles is always so warm and pierre loves it. he always smells good and pierre could settle there and breathe him in for hours.

3. his hair <3 pierre loves to play w charles' hair. loves it. he'll ruffle it to tease him, he tugs on it to make charles make Noises™, he'll soothe his fingers through it to settle charles down when he gets upset. he'll tease charles about being handsome like a disney prince all the time. especially when it gets fluffy and a little curly!!!! perfect prince hair. 🫶

2. thighs 👍 especially when he gets to be between them kdbdjdndk. when they drive and charles makes him be passenger, pierre likes to rest his hand real high on his thigh and lets it just....sit innocently there until charles gets so flustered they have to pull over. he loves the way charles stills immediately when pierre gets a hand on his thigh. he loves the way charles is so muscular under his palm yet he gives so easy--it reminds him he's got more fight than he lets on.

1. i'm gonna cheat and say mouth for this too!!!!! because charles is so sweet with his kisses. so affectionate. so soft. he looks like a work of art w how plush and pink his lips are all the time and pierre just wants to kiss him so badly all the time. charles laughs and his grinning lights up his whole face. they're like puzzle pieces when they kiss and pierre can't get enough! he can never get enough. ❤️

#anon ty for sending this it was a fun lil challenge to try and piece together<3 #btw i am no piarlologist so these are all debatable and entirely switchable. this is just my 2 cents #10 x 16 #ask reply #Anonymous

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bromantically · 3 years ago

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i am so upset about anne reardons (from How To Cook That) latest video. at the 8:15 mark she showed unconsented to and candid images of fat people in tight clothes as examples of how someones fondant made the cake ugly and lumpy...

ID: A clip of the video. A chocolate cake being worked on as she says, "Now, mistake number one was assuming the fondant would make the cake look good." Then, 3 pictures showing up around it of fat people in tight fitting clothes that show their fat curves. Their faces are cropped out of the pictures. As these show up, she says, "Think of fondant as very tight-fitting clothes. It's gonna show every lump and bump underneath, so you wanna make sure the lumps and bumps under there are the ones you want to be showing the world." End ID.

and im just.... so disappointed. she has nearly 5 million followers who are going to see this. she has followers who look like the people in these pictures. she has followers who will see this and have fatphobia even more normalized. she has young impressionable followers who will learn that this is okay.

and worst of all is that i got down to the comments where she was still interacting, and one of the first comments she liked was this

ID: A comment by Leenybear, made 20 hours ago, that says, "I hope I'm not the only one who thought the example pictures of tight clothes was one of the funniest things I've ever seen in an Anne Reardon video." It has 7 likes, a like from Anne herself, and the thumbs down is highlighted. End ID.

this is so gross to see! i hope sincerely that she just goes through and likes comments in the beginning indiscriminately but i dont really believe she would see that as one of the first comments, like it, but didn't read it.

its so ironic that someone whose content focuses on kindness and support and being family-friendly would show something like this

#kitty purrs #fatphobia

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spookyfoxinc · 3 years ago

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"Based and fluffypilled" I love it! I've had an interest in suiting for a while now. What does it feel like? How would you suggest I get started for someone completely new to the scene? I know how to sew, and even have a sewing machine, but it seems really daunting, esp since I feel like I haven't really nailed down what I want as a sona. I just know I want to be comfy for other people.

I got my first suit about a year ago, a fluffy kaworu dog partial! I really enjoy suiting. It’s really fun and I get really into my character, and I also find it oddly gender affirming. Hehe.

For making a suit! It’s hard and very trust the process - simple steps are make the base, pattern, sew pattern, and shave. You can find a lot of guides online! I personally am not sure making suits is for me - i’ve made two and i like them but i find the proces arduous, lol. I’m commissioning one in the new year, you can find some very sweet makers all around the world too if you’d rather not make one too :) but suiting is a personal process and you can try both methods until you find a way that suits you, be it commissioning different makers or crafting suits yourself <3

I think for a very first step for making em though, buy some foam and have a shot at making a base. You’ll need a hot glue gun and scissors, and a well ventilated room! Have a look at some other bases to see how they look too, but dont worry if its lumpy. Fur covers up a lot. From there its mostly just following a guide :)

Stay fluffy anon!!!!

#Love u #spooky answers

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eights-world · 2 years ago

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you just give cannibal thoughts energy i love that ^_^

now if you don't mind i have another question about it :3

who would be the healthiest option to eat

i dont know whether to punch you or make out with you

anyway logistically here it would be mime, however MY mime in specific isnt an actual deer, he just looks like one. runner up is lumpy but hed probably taste like shit

#meat anon #im giving you a whole TAG #be grateful #/j #htf #eights asks

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hostilemuppet · 3 years ago

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It can't be just me who thinks there's like a dramatic decrease in quality after the end of the TV Series. Season 3 and 4 are so mixed in quality and over rely on just being cruel instead of being funny. It feels like they ran out of things to do with episodes like Can't Stop Coffin, Wrath of Con, All Flocked Up, The Chokes on You, etc. And that's only the episodes from season 3, even with how short season 4 is it only has like 2 maybe 3 good episodes.

Plus while I liked the direction of Still Alive, Inconvenient Tooth is just very difficult to watch, and In Over Your Hedge is so ridiculous to the point it's like eye-roll inducing.

personally i disagree, i think very rarely with a show like htf can the cruelty and comedy be separated since theyre kinda one and the same in this context. i dont think any is really "too cruel" and if i had to say there was one that was too cruel at the expense of comedy id have to say tongue in cheek which was yknow from the tv series. and i like every ep in s4, even a vicious cycle and dream job which are probably the ones i like the least :(((

i guess maybe later on they started writing episodes around the gore instead of using the gore as a punchline? like i can definitely imagine they wrote in over your hedge for the joke at the end of flippy using lumpys head as hedgeclippers, or for the slime creature from pet peeve humping lumpys leg and dissolving his skin, and just kinda did what they could to get there, but i dont think that automatically makes it bad? the joke for the show was always meant to be "the cute little critters that look like theyre from a kids cartoon get maimed horrifically" and thats never changed at all

#text #htf

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80-08 · 3 years ago

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ok young man… i was going to be anonymous but i don’t even have the OPTION to do so.. so you’re gonna have to ignore the picture okay. besties this isn’t even tumblr user mushruvi that’s the last person this would be 😂😂😂 did i say all the evidence would point against him (Ruvi)…. don’t be fooled by this shenanigan mister Jojo. Annnnyyyyway ummmm hope you’re doing GREAT! hope you’re having a great day……… you know that song that goes Put the Needle Down…….. She came in through the window……. ive always thought that song described Me in a way…… i wouldnt expect you to understand……… Yeah……. ohhh what’s that over there on the floor …. it looks brown ..lumpy maybe…. What do you think, chicken mole ? that’s what just about anyone would say… but upon closer inspection i smell a faint odor… Ah yes. it appears to be Poop. anyone could get the two mixed up so no hard feelings.

Did you know: the 9 B complex vitamins are thiamine (b1) riboflavin (b2) niacin (b3) pantothenic acid (b5) biotin (b7) pyridoxine (b6) choline (bp) folate/folic acid (b9) and cobalamin (b12)………. ALSO i just realized there are also 9 essential amino acids… (phenylalanine valine threonine tryptophan isoleucine methionine histidine leucine lysine)….. and of course the 3 conditionally essential ones… (cysteine arginine tyrosine)…. sorry i needed to make sure i remembered those NOT FOR ANY PARTICULAR REASON AS I AM NOT TAKING A BIOCHEMISTRY CLASS OR ANYTHING. because this is Not ruvi. just wanted to give you a fun fact that’s all…

ummmm Ok this is WAYYYY too long 😂 have fun figuring out who this is jojo. HAHAHAHAHAHAGAHAGAGGA!!!!

GOD I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW TO ACTIVATE ANONYMOUS ASKS. DAMN DAMN DAMN I WISH I KNEW WHO THIS WAS THOUGH!!!!!!! Maybe it's tenzo😏😏😏 i'll never know... Jack.... ITS MEE REE AMM.... I DONT KNOW WHO SENT ME THIS........ no no no i would never be fooled. the evidence is clear this is NOT my Best Friend. I AM DOING GREAT!!!! NOW THAT I RECEIVED THIS BEAUTIFUL TEAR SHEDDING ASK... sniff sniff... i hope your day is great and you're surrounded by bacteria today... fr..... ARE YOU ASKING ME IF I KNOW MY RELIGION BY TROY BAKER????THIS IS A TUNE I WOULD RECOGNIZE EVERYWHERE....... My sweet baritone..... MY SWEET CRAB!!!!! THIS IS MY RELIGIOOOOONNNNNNNN ...beat drops..... bestie if we found poop on the floor maybe its a gift from above😏😏 maybe we could do a poop transplant with it... ALSO I DIDNT KNOW THAT BUT NOW I DO!!!! I AM VERY GLAD TO HELP YOU WITH MEMORIZING I THINK YOURE GOING CRAZY INSANE IN THESE NEW SUBJECTS MY FRIEND... Uhhgb g.h g.n coff cof i mean you're not my friend.... you're just a goon a bacteria.... Did you know: THE BACTERIA THAT CAUSES LYME DISEASE IS CALLED BORRELIA BURGDORFERI (Borger) (i had to look up the second name but i Promise i remembered the first Ok...) (i hope you're proud of me) (i am proud of you) (thank you for this ask this was awesome and i will proceed to think about this the rest of my day) UHHHHHHSNNND JACK.... ITS MEE REE AMM...... I DONT KNOW WHO SENT ME POOP MOLE......

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flecks-of-stardust · 4 years ago

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[image description: two images of three full body drawings. in the first image, ghost and isma are looking at each other, and isma is smiling at them. isma has her arms crossed over her chest, and is standing on an outline of a rock, which is labeled ‘pretend she’s on a rock lol,’ to make up for the height discrepancy between her feet and the floor. ghost’s arms are down at their sides, though only their left arm is visible in the drawing.

in the second image, there are two drawings of ghost. the one on the left is the same one in the first image. the one on the right is a drawing of how ghost would have looked after they had just hatched. their head only reaches the hip of their canon self, and they have no hands or defined joints, instead looking like a little lumpy creature. their cloak is also much neater than the tattered and uneven cloak their canon self sports.

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so i wanted a height ref for isma and ghost, and in doing so i learned a few things

1. i should really fucking stop drawing tiny ass drawings of ghost, or anyone really, because holy god proportions are so much harder when small

2. isma’s taller than i thought

3. ghost is a Lot taller than i thought, what the fuck

4. god dammit i keep forgetting their nail

like i mean i know i kind of drew them a fair bit taller than their canon game self, but drawing them next to isma really puts it into perspective sdfghkjskj i dont think i want to change it either, ive already trashed like 70% of canon anyway. so much for ‘little grub’ askjfgjk theyre like. just a little shorter than the average bug maybe

also i dont know how vessel biology works anymore. yes they double in height from when they’ve just hatched (which is the little dumpy ghost in the second image) to pre-first molt. no i dont know how that works. please dont ask

i just like drawing them asfjkghkj this took an hour, somehow. i dont know how i manage to spend that much time on drawing

#hollow knight #my art #ghost #the knight #isma #babie time

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ahhvernin · 4 years ago

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MARIMO REPAIR & REROLL

Supplies:

 A shallow container that can hold water.

 Toothpicks or tweezers.

 Water

 Round bottom container that is about twice as wide as your marimo, like a cup, soup container.

 Recovery container, preferably something with plenty of water.

Summary: This repair technique is for marimo that have been broken completely in half, into chunks, or experienced center rot andneeds to be repaired. Be aware that this technique is ‘harsh’ but it works better than the string technique because it relies on the marimo holding itself together and growing into itself. If your marimo has less damage, such as split/cracked but is still in one piece, you can follow the steps, but apply it to only the edges of your marimo, fold the edges together and gently roll

Be aware that the end result will not be “uniform and pretty”. It may be “lumpy, and messy” looking but the recovery growth time should smooth out the appearance. It may take up to a year or two for the appearance to smooth out.

The following pictures use cotton balls as the subject; you can practice using cotton balls before you try it on your marimo.

Cracked, split or damaged marimo, aka longer in the shape of a ball

1. Add enough water to cover the bottom of your shallow container.

2. Place your marimo using your toothpicks or tweezers, and starting at the edge of your marimo, gently tease and slightly separate the filaments of the marimo, until you get a flat sheet of marimo, like the photo. The water may turn brown or green, you may find sand grains or tiny snail shells. Its normal, don’t worry. Proceed to either 3a or 3b.

3a. If you have multiple sheets, lay them lightly on top of one another. Then gently prod the sides until it has a roundish shape. The Layers should start to somewhat stick to each other. If they don’t you need to tease the strands more.

3b. If your marimo has split into many smaller pieces or has rotted or damaged significantly, float the strands in water or a salt solution (3g/L: I use aquarium salt) for a month or two to activate the dormant inner strands. Keep the water circulating, you might need a strainer depending on how loose your strands are.

4. Gently roll the marimo between your fingers, not your palm, only apply enough pressure to form a fluffy soft ball, DO NOT press down, compress or squeeze the ball. Your aim is roll it so it just holds its shape. If you feel you are too heavy handed, place the marimo wad into the round bottom container like a take out soup container while wet, then swirl the marimo in the container until it begins to form into a ball. You may get brown or green water. Its normal. To test if you have rolled sufficiently enough, submerge the marimo into water, if it more or less stays together, you are done.

5. Place marimo into recovery container for 3-6 months preferably one with some water circulation such an air pump and airstone WITH MINIMAL HANDLING. No squeezing, you may roll between your fingers or swirl it once a month or two months. Within 1-3 months you should start seeing the surface of your marimo growing an even length fuzz, these are the filaments growing and filling in your marimo. If you see long hair like green strands, this is hair/thread algae, gently remove the strands with tweezers and dispose. It will not hurt your marimo, marimo just has a lot of algae spores within it, and it will always have them. You may use a salt solution, I like 3g/L aquarium salt and water.

6. Change your water. Larger volumes of water dont foul as quickly. You may or may not get some algae bloom like such as green spot, green dust, brown or hair/thread algae, water change and clean container.

INFO and FAQ

1. When can I move it back to my aquarium/play with it?

a. If your fish are not aggressive plant eaters or like to dig or push or prod plants, you can place it into the aquarium right away, but be aware that it may cause some algae blooms. Otherwise keep it in the recovery container until you can confidently feel like its firm and will not fall apart. There is not a time line as it varies highly on the size of the marimo. Tiny -Small marimo recover and fill in quicker than medium or large ones.

2. Why did my marimo break?

a. Most marimo will break and split due to excessive handing, such as rolling until its dry or excessive squeezing. Hard hand rolling, and squeezing compresses the marimo filaments and squeezes out the space the filaments need to hold onto each other. Compressing also reduces water and gas exchange with the center, and encourages center rot.

b. Generally speaking marimo only need to be squeezed out the first day you receive it to rinse out any debris that it has accumulated from the aquarium, pond or growing chamber it was in. Other times if it looks excessively dirty, this typically happens in aquariums, or perhaps once a year.

3. Why tease it out this much? It feels like I’m destroying my marimo!

a. By separating and fluffing out the filaments, you reintroduce spacing for air and water to move through and space for the filaments to grow into. By fluffing it out, the marimo will be able to hold its shape by itself, avoiding the ugly string. Similar to a cotton ball, two tightly rolled cotton balls will not roll into one nice ball. But two very fluffy cotton balls roll into a ball much easier, because there is space for the strands to lock into and tangle into. Separating the strands also exposes filaments to light and encourages new growth.

b. In nature marimo have a free floating form, which are loose strands, through gentle currents and wave action these strands are gathered and rolled.

4. Can I split the strand amount to make smaller marimo?

a. Yes, this is a good way to increase the number of marimo. Growth on smaller marimo is more visible than large marimo. Small marimo will hold their shape better as they recover and grow and will be able ready for general handling faster. Larger marimo, larger than 1in, will continue to be delicate over the years.

#Marimo #marimo repair

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