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Kaku: I don't think we can manipulate, mansplain, or manslaughter our way out of this
Blueno, putting on an apron: Malewife it is
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px-0 · 2 months
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i walk into One Piece and i go “waiter!!! wait!!! i would like to fall in love with the same guy in Four Different Fonts.”
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lucciluvr · 2 years
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HOLY FUCK HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD IM CRYING GENUINE TEARS I MISSED THEM
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buffalou723 · 1 year
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The only thing I want for the new One Piece movie is for an awkward as f*ck reunion for CP9. I want them to just stand there looking at each other, when Kaku decides that someone needs to say something, and he. Just tried to start a casual conversation like, “Hey. How’s life been?” While doing awkward bisexual finger guns. And Lucci gives him a look of pure “you gotta be kidding me” with a hint of “I’m so disappointed in you.”
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tangsakura · 2 years
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Are we gonna ignore the fact that Blueno is in the new One Piece Film Red Trailer?
AND HE'S WITH KOBY!!
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tot-musica · 1 year
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Azure Bluets Pt 1
(SFW) Blueno x Reader (She/Her Pronouns)
(Own Request I guess)
Words: 1300~ish
A/N: You can probably guess now who my favorite CP9 agent is. No, I don't know how to explain it.
Basically, Blueno's POV after Enies Lobby where some of the CP9 members decide to split up and start new lives where they are free. Flowershop Owner Reader.
AO3 Link:
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After essentially being fired (marked as fugitives) and Lucci's recovery, there's not much to do besides … live. They successfully terrified the only town that had accepted them when Lucci killed that pirate. Oh well. As they depart, a child hands Kalifa a flower. And when they stop at their old home, the flower is planted - and they part ways.
Lucci and Kaku are rehired by the government. Jabra and Fukurou set out for "an adventure". He, Kalifa, and Kumadori travel to a coastal town. Kumadori enjoyed his time as a street performer, and keeps doing so, even becoming a state actor. Kalifa develops soaps, perfumes, and other bath and beauty products. And he. He returns to bartending.
Bartending is something he's already been doing for the last five years. He is good at it, so it is monotonous, and that's what he prefers. He does not think about his situation. He simply works, eats, and sleeps when necessary. Kalifa occasionally comes into the bar he works at. They don't always talk, but they don't really need to. They prefer the silence of each other's company.
He does not miss St. Poplar. He does not miss anything. He does not care, he simply goes with the flow.
And yet.
He pins a fresh flower to his clothes everyday.
The town is small, not a village, but nothing as big as water 7. The roads and buildings all resemble a Florentine style, overgrown with wandering vines and vibrant flowers, canals running down to the sea. Going inland, cobblestone roads eventually turn to paths leading to a high plateau of blue and white meadow flowers. And every morning, 11 am, a young woman hikes up the road, and every sunset, she returns, with baskets filled to the brim with flowers. This is an everyday occurrence, rain or shine - he even memorizes the clothes she wears - she wears the same color for the same day, down to even socks, shoes, and gloves. There's almost no need for a calendar or watch anymore.
Saturday's she is always delayed by an hour, noon, but still inevitably passes the windows of the cafe/bar he works in. These days she wears a sun hat with curtains and a billowy green dress, and she only takes two baskets up to the plateaus, and at sunset she returns again, one open, round basket laid out with more exotic looking flowers, and a closed rectangular basket.
One day she does not pass by. A Thursday. Blue dress day. Perhaps it's a delay, like Saturday. But an hour later, she does not show.
In St. Poplar, when one thing was off, it meant pirates. He would sigh - but he does not feel.
With a lack of customers, he steps outside. All the civilians seem to be going about their day normally. But he spots Kalifa outside her own shop down the way.
"You've noticed it too?" She asks.
He nods.
"That girl drops off my order of flowers each morning, and she did not show up. Tch. Clearly a case of sexual harassment." Though giving the air of being annoyed, Kalifa doesn't seem ticked at all - more concerned, really.
"Where does she come from?" He asks.
"Down by the harbor."
And wordlessly, they make their way.
On the last street before the boardwalks, there is a flower shop - and it might as well be made of flowers with how many decorate it. The town is already floral enough.
Down one of the peers, stands a familiar figure in a blue dress and wide-brimmed hat, back turned to them, staring off into the distant sea.
This would usually be nothing for concern. But CP9 was raised to be nosy.
"Miss y/n. I noticed you did not deliver the tulip poplars to my shop this morning."
".... Mm-hmm…." The girl mumbles, and even as he approaches close enough to see her (e/c) eyes staring vaguely over the water, she doesn't respond.
"Miss Y/n." Kalifa repeats.
"Uh huh… be right with you…."
"Y/n!"
"Huh!?" She jumps, nearly falling as she twists on one heel. "Oh! My apologies, Miss Kalifa, I wasn't paying attention."
"Obviously."
"You must be here about the flowers! I'm sorry - I will deliver them soon, it's just …" She turns back to the sea, "Can you feel that too?"
He raises an eyebrow.
"What is it that you feel?" Kalifa asks.
"... I think … something is on the way."
It's a clear, sunny day, but of course, that could always change in the calm belt.
"Well, whatever it is, please do have my flowers delivered promptly."
"Yes mam."
She briefly makes eye contact with him. There is no fear, nor judgment, just curiosity. She smiles and nods a farewell.
A couple hours later, she ascends the hill, back on routine. Kalifa has her flowers. He is back serving patrons. Everything is perfectly boring and normal.
"Did you see Y/n down at the docks today? Miss had that look on her face."
"Yeah, I hope it's nothing tho'." He overhears two customers.
"Never been wrong though."
It is marked as a post-it note in the back of his head.
That night, a tick before closing time, the bell rings as the door opens and the same girl totters in with a basket that easily dwarfs her entire upper body, blocking her view. He plainly watches as she foots her way around tables and chairs, and drops the basket on the counter.
“Hi!” She’s completely muffled by the flowers, but his height allows him to see over the bundle, “I noticed you were a friend of Miss Kalifa! I would like to interest you in some products, and this is a free sample!” Without an answer, she begins unloading stuff from the basket. “This is fresh, raw honey from my bee hives! I believe it would go deliciously along with many of your drinks!”
“A bundle of lavender! It goes great with many lemony drinks - I mean I sure you know that … heh - but this is as fresh as it gets! No need to wait for imports from other islands!” She sifts around again, shoving forth a cluster of yellow, “Dandelions! For Dandelion wine! And other things! I also have mint and hibiscus and roses and mint and a great assortment of edible wildflowers and -” This goes on for exactly 23 minutes and 19 seconds.
“Anyways, I’ll get out of your hair, enjoy! My shop is at the base of the docks if you would like more! Have a good evening! Stay indoors!” She smiles and waves enthusiastically exiting the bar.
Not once did he even speak….
That night, a thunderstorm howls its way through the town, lashing water at his windows. Every so often, a vase of flowers is illuminated by lightning.
The shop he steps into is an adjunct of a one room house. It might as well be its own jungle, he ducks below several hanging baskets and wandering vines illuminated by string lights. It’s decorated with statues of mossy jade frogs.
“Good morning! How may I help you?” Infiltration is one of his main skills - and yet he’s caught first.
“You’re Y/n.”
“Yes!” Her smile edges on an eerie border of Strawhat’s.
“Do you have pink peonies?”
“Ah! Yes I do, how many would you like?”
“Just one.”
“Coming right up.”
She disappears into the flora and what sounds like a buster call takes place somewhere in the back of the store, but inevitably returns with a fresh peony.
“Here you go!”
He pulls out a wallet.
“Oh, no need! It’s just one flower, it’s fine!” She hands it to him without hesitation, “Take care!”
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theposhperyton · 2 months
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So I've been watching Water 7
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onepiecebrained · 4 months
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kaku - cp9
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skipar00 · 5 months
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POV: you're Nero and you just joined CP9
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fluffyartbl0g · 1 year
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I’m really sorry if you’ve been asked this already but, In your speed run au! How did the straw hats handle cp9? I’m just curious because If franky leaves does that mean he already burnt the pluton plans. Actually now that I’m thinking about it, did they just skip enies lobby entirely or did they make a detour to give Spandam and cp9 a beating .
GOOD QUESTION! heres the answer :]
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Speedrun/Time Travel AU
Yea n so franky n gang totes beat up those losers n then they BURNt ze pluton blueprints in front of their face, sooo…. ALSO EXCLUSIVE SBS UNDER READ MORE!!!!
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@flitewulf @itsmollynotmoya @bumblebeeappletree thanks for the asks :DDD and also unrelated but @nadja-855 IM SO GLAD THAT I WAS UR FINAL PUSH INTO GETTING INTO ONE PIECE HAHAHA EVERYONE WELCOME OUR NEW NAKAMA!!!!
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Lucci: Sometimes I just want to place my hands on someone's cheeks, look into their eyes...
Lucci: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps
Blueno: ...That took an unexpected turn
Kaku: So did their neck
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silen--art · 9 months
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These Barbie kill people
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bluestation · 2 years
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so we won't miss you too much
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kxizoku-ou · 14 days
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CP9 Cat Headcanons
This is... a very silly post. XD After seeing a similar concept on Pixiv (images 10–12 in this log) and critiquing the breed choices it used, I wound up writing my own take on it.
These are written with actual cats in mind (not my usual Hybrid Au), and the breed choices are just for fun— as in, largely chosen based on looks/vibes, not anything too serious. I was definitely channeling that early 2000s "characters are cats for some reason now" mini-genre, so these are pure fluff/comedy, for once... >3>
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Lucci
(Bengal)
Serial toy murderer. Violently destroys any and every toy you give him within a matter of hours, days at MOST. 
Some of the things he’s done to his toys probably qualify as war crimes tbh. Likes to drown the catnip mice in his water dish. Also enjoys tearing things into ragged chunks/”gutting” the stuffing. 
Sometimes you wake up to him on your chest with a present. 
(A chunk of mutilated cat toy. He drops it onto your face.)
The most athletic cat you’ll ever know. There is no surface in your house he can’t reach SOMEHOW. Also can and will learn how to open doors, drawers, etc, and will use this unfortunate skill to get into everything if he’s bored. 
Affectionate, but only on his terms. You don’t decide when you’re allowed to pet him; when the mood strikes, he’ll interrupt whatever you’re doing and forcefully put his body in your lap. 
You’re not allowed to move until he decides you’re done. :) 
Has a surprisingly cute kneading habit. He’ll go Baby Mode and make biscuits for hours. Sucks on certain blankets too.
Kaku
(Devon Rex)
ZOOMIES TO THE MAX.
Seemingly never sits still. Will run from one end of your house to the other at all hours of the day. At night, you’re regularly woken up by the distinct rapid thumping of galloping kitty paws.
Likes high places and unexpected perching spots. This includes your shoulder— and he can make the jump on his own! 
Playful, but not prone to destroying his toys. Prefers batting hard objects down a flight of stairs to tearing the plush ones open.
Too brave (and curious) for his own good. Lacks any sense of danger when it comes to investigating something that’s caught his interest. 
This includes slipping through the front door.
Not super cuddly, but likes being near you/keeping an eye on what you’re doing. 
Has a squeaky “old man” meow. WEH!
Jabra
(Egyptian Mau)
Wild, playful, curious, and so very destructive. If he’s not kept entertained, your property will suffer for it. 
Requires FREQUENT play and attention, but fortunately, he’s not too hard to please. Throwing a squishy ball for “fetch” can keep him occupied for hours. 
The asshole cat who will make direct eye contact with you before (very deliberately) knocking something off a shelf, then sit there smugly while you try to scold him. 
Very talkative! When he wants your attention, he YELLS, and seeing wildlife outside always brings out that excited, bloodthirsty chitter. 
Taking him to the vet is an ordeal, for everyone involved...
Doesn’t mind being pet and handled. Pesters you for affection regularly, but gets bitey when he’s had enough. :/ 
Highly territorial. Will not tolerate other cats/animals near him.
Kalifa
(Turkish Angora)
Truly the embodiment of the “disdainful gorgeous fancy cat” trope. 
Her fur is incredible, due largely in part to near-constant grooming. Do NOT interrupt her washing. 
She’ll wash your fingers too if she’s feeling affectionate. Mlem mlem mlemmmm...
Likes to be involved in what you’re doing. The kind of cat to walk across your keyboard or loaf-sit on top of stray paperwork, seemingly oblivious to how badly she’s getting in the way. 
At least your “adorable secretary” makes for good moral support!
Not overly playful, but she can be a DEADLY hunter when the mood strikes— fast, agile, and with amazing reflexes no matter what kind of toy you put in front of her. 
Weirdly fickle about when you’re allowed to touch her. Will glare, hiss, and swat at fingers if you test those boundaries.
Blueno
(Norwegian Forest Cat)
The most quiet, low-maintenance, independent cat imaginable. You nearly forget he exists, sometimes.
Not much of a meower, but has a deep, calming, rumbly purr. 
Content to curl up on a chair or in a corner and let you go about your day! He’ll alternate between napping and silently staring in your general direction; the eye contact is a sign of affection. <3
Won’t seek out attention on his own, but also won’t fight it if you pick him up and carry him around like a plushie. 
...he stays limp and docile no matter what you do to him, actually.
Needs regular brushing, or his fur starts to matt. It’s pretty much the only “extra attention” he’ll require, though, and he’s (fortunately) cooperative about it. 
Learned how to open doors at some point. You don’t know how he managed that.
Fukurou
(Persian)
R O U N D (and it’s not just fluff)
Despite being shaped like a furry bowling ball, he’s quite playful, and way more agile/fast-moving than you’d expect. 
...that energy is much less cute when his full weight lands on your abdomen in the middle of the night, however.
VERY affectionate. Will take any opportunity to lay his chin on your palm, headbutt your shoulder/wrists, put his paws on your chest so he can try to lovingly lick your face, etc— purring all the while! 
Chatty cat!! Chirps and squeaks at you non-stop; if you “respond” to him, it turns into a back-and-forth conversation with his mrrep-ing. 
Fond of high places, like bookshelves and tall dressers. 
It’s unclear how such a heavy cat manages to get up onto them, but he usually ends up yowling for help when he can’t get back down.
Kumadori
(British Longhair)
A huge, massively fluffy mini-lion of a cat, with that “polite little gentleman” face common in his breed. 
Sheds. Sheds SO MUCH. All of your clothes are covered in his fur, no matter how hard you try to keep him thoroughly brushed. 
You cannot escape the fluff. 
YOWLS. The loudest, most determined drama queen when he wants something. Acts like he’s dying if his food bowl is empty for more than half an hour, non-stop howling included. 
Extremely cuddly; wants as much attention from you as you’ll give, and will flop his entire body into your lap to get it. 
Fond of jingly toys! The louder and more annoying the bell, the better. 
If you ever have to give him medicine (be it a pill or liquid), he’s utterly betrayed. Gives you the huge, sad, miserable scared-kitty eyes for the rest of the evening, and won’t let you touch him. 
(He’s over it by morning, and back to purring in your arms. Baby.)
Spandam
(Siamese)
The ugliest purebred imaginable, and his personality isn’t better. <3
Health issues. Skin/coat problems, numerous food sensitivities, arthritis, frequent UTIs, and a crooked tail from a past injury.
King of separation anxiety. If he can’t find you, he’s HOWLING, then finding a corner to cower in until his protector is back.
Truly the embodiment of the phrase “scardey cat”. Terrified of everything from the vacuum to rustling plastic bags. Huddles under the couch, trembling pathetically, after every little scare. 
...it is kind of cute when he runs to you to “save” him, however. 
This clumsy dumbass WILL get himself hurt (in incredibly stupid ways) if you don’t keep an eye on him. Utterly oblivious to real danger.
His distressed yowling is awful, and the attention-demanding yells aren’t much better. The classic So So Whiney Baby Siamese! 
NEEDS to be the only cat in the household— he’s violently territorial, but guaranteed to end up the other cat’s punching bag once he’s pissed them off enough. 
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lollipop-writes · 1 year
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One Piece Men and the Types of Kisses They Give
A/N: Just the types of kisses I HC they would give <3
This is Part 1. You can find Part 2 here.
ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ, ꜰʟᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Basil Hawkins, Benn Beckman, Kizaru, Cavendish, Charlotte Katakuri, Corazon, Duval.
ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ, ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Bartolomeo, Buggy, Caesar Clown, Charlotte Cracker, Donquixote Doflamingo, Dracule Mihawk, Eustass Kid, Gol D. Roger.
ᴄʜᴀꜱᴛᴇ, ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Basil Hawkins, Benn Beckman, Blueno, Cavendish, Charlotte Katakuri, Sir Crocodile, Daz Bones.
ᴡɪʟᴅ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Bartolomeo, Buggy, Caesar Clown, Charlotte Cracker, Donquixote Doflamingo, Dracule Mihawk,  Eustass Kid, Franky, Gol D. Roger.
ᴛᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ, ꜱɪʟʟʏ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Bartolomeo, Bon Clay, Kizaru, Buggy, Caesar Clown, Corazon, Duval, Ivankov, Franky.
ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Basil Hawkins, Charlotte Katakuri, Corazon, Duval.
ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Benn Beckman, Bon Clay, Kizaru, Buggy, Caesar Clown, Cavendish, Donquixote Doflamingo, Corazon,  Dracule Mihawk, Ivankov, Franky, Gol D. Roger.
ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Basil Hawkins, Blueno, Charlotte Katakuri, Sir Crocodile, Daz Bones, Dracule Mihawk.
ɴᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ: Brook (he has no lips).
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