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50 Shades of Justice will go on on askmarineshq

(Rest of the story here, or 1, 2, 3)

You can follow the stupid story here for more context. Long story short, Akainu owns dirty books about JUSTICE. ))

It all started as a joke, then went wild.

(The saga continues there)

When you discover the community is killing your favourite askblogs and you as well. Thumbs up to frenchies who will recognize this amazing youtuber

Mom scolding her atrocious child.

Mid-process from this post !

Doflamingo was jealous of Shanks. He asked Alcka to use photoshop, to modify the photo with Shanks and Buggy. Bad Doflamingo !

And if we have an ask like “why do you not answer my ask” or “did you receive my ask”, don’t hesitate too. Basically I keep everything, but as I said, we are doing short comics so it take a little time to do so.

Yesterday was an awful day for France. We lost at least 120 people, who died because... No. There is no reason. We can’t understand why, we will never understand why. But I don’t forget Daesh is not only a danger for our country. They killed so many people around the world, not only in France. Never forget about that, we all are victims of intolerance. Nothing can justify what happened yesterday, what is happening right now in some others countries. I will not forget. And I will never forgive.

Caesar had never seen his boss SO pissed off, and he had to confess, he was quite scared even after the tall man left the island, letting him in charge of the prisoner. “Torture him, make him suffer, and don’t feed him. I’ll be the one doing that when I come back. IF I’m coming back.” Well, it was quite clear the prisoner was in deep trouble. The scientist sighed and went to check if everything was ok, in the cell. He was particularly suspicious about this man who DARED to provoke Joker, as if the warlord was nothing to him. He remembered when he had dissected the stranger, helped by his boss… The man hadn’t screamed, hadn’t begged, hadn’t cried… In fact, he had hummed the whole time, making Joker even angrier. Finally he was in front of the door and opened it carefully. The man was sitting on the floor, tied up to the wall, his face hiding in the shadow. “Oh, a visit. How nice of you.” The scientist couldn’t hold back a nervous laugh. The man tone was so… How to define that? Soft? Mocking? Sensua… NO NOT THAT! “I know, I’m a nice man.” Caesar finally answered, leaning towards the man without approaching him. “I’m surprised you’re still cheeky, after all these experiments I conducted on you.” A laugh echoed in the cell, making the big man shiver. This sound was quite… scary, to be honest. He frowned, offended by the other’s attitude. He was Master Caesar, for God sake! “You’re cute, mister.” The man in the shadow finally answered, making Caesar blushed – what, cute?! “You remind me of some scientists, in my world, some time ago… But they were so much… crazier. They killed so many people… Such a dark time, indeed.” “Hmpf, I’m not crazy! I’m a great scientist and I’ll discover your secret, be sure of that!” The man in front of him tilted his head. Now, only half of his face was hiding in the shadow, and Caesar had a good look at the other half… A smile on his thin lips, a blue eye gleaming with amusement… The scientist shuddered as he felt a strange pressure on his shoulders… the feeling became stronger, infiltrating his skin, making his way through his body, to reach his heart and squeeze it. He took a deep breath while trying to chase this sensation away. “A…Anyway, I was just checking you…you’re not dead! That’s it, just checking!” “Oh? And I thought you missed me… I’m so disappointed, now…” Caesar bit his lower lip, already regretting his choice to come in this cell. He couldn’t look away, trapped in his gaze. He gulped and finally succeeded to escape it… just to notice this white canine, so much longer than on a human. “You’re curious about my true nature, right? Of course you are… You’re a scientist, best scientist in your field. I’m sure you will understand how my body works in no time.” “Hmpf, of course I’m gonna!” Caesar puffed, a hand resting on his chest. “I mean, I’m Master Caesar Clown!” “But… How are you going to understand my condition if you don’t experiment the main… thing that makes me what I am, hm?” “Wha… I don’t want to become a vampire, you freak!” Caesar went back to the door, disgusted. Well, not quite disgusted, indeed. But he didn’t want to, anyway. The prisoner laughed again, and he straightened his head, disappearing in the shadow once more. “I was not offering to make you a vampire, please. That is not something I will dare… To have pupils, no thanks. But you have to experiment the bite if you want to understand how it works.” “Do you think I’m that stupid?! You just want to be fed, and Joker said no!” But to be honest, Caesar WAS curious about the whole bite thing, even if he didn’t like to be hurt. The prisoner sighed, but the scientist was sure he was still smiling, looking at him straight in the eyes. “You’re right. Not all people are able to bear this huge amount of… pleasure.” “See, I’m not ready to… what, pleasure?” Caesar raised his eyebrows, surprised. No one told him about that! Wait, the vampire was surely making fun of him! “Well… Why do you think your boss wants to be the one and only one to be bitten here, hm?” “Joker just…” Caesar tried to reply but he suddenly realized the prisoner was right. It was strange, somehow, they could have fed the man with blood bags, but the warlord told him HE was going to feed him. And Joker was not the man who gladly sacrificed himself with no reward. “So your… bites are… pleasant, in fact?” the scientist asked, tried to sound indifferent. He could easily guess the smile of the man had widened, and he cursed himself and his damn curiosity. “Why don’t you come near to me and let me… experiment on you? I will not kill you, you know, nor that I will make you suffer. I know you can escape my grip, and I’m tied up. I’m pretty harmless by now.” That sounded tempting, indeed. Caesar slowly moved towards the chained man, and before he could realize it, he was kneeling in front of him, his hands grasping his hips in a last attempt to resist. His breath became heavier as he saw the vampire under him, smirking, and he let a confused moan escape his lips when he felt a hand on his hair. “Relax, Caesar. It won’t hurt you.” The scientist tried to reply something understandable but he couldn’t, as the man pushed him down. He was scared to death, but he knew he could never let him go right now… Finally, he felt something cold on his throat. He closed his eyes and gulped, trying not to react to the lips on his skin. He felt the other man smiling against him, and shivered when a tongue came to play with his bare skin. A moan escaped his lips again, and he cursed himself to be so weak, his fingers digging in the man hips. Finally he felt the teeth… long, sharp teeth, sinking in his skin, piercing the vein under. Blood sprang out the wound, and Caesar’s body became tense as he was expecting the pain… but the cold lips closed on the injury and he sensed the vampire starting to suck his blood, a low grunt coming from his throat. The scientist shivered and relaxed immediately, as he felt something strange running through his body, increasing each time his prisoner took another sip of him. Pleasure. No, not just pleasure. It was much stronger, much more… He didn’t realize his body was physically reacting to the bite, and he finally reached orgasm as the vampire let him go. The scientist backed up right away, ashamed and… out of breath, as he was staring at the prisoner. This one smiled at him one last time, his tongue sliding on his lips to lick the last drops of blood. “Thanks for the meal.” Caesar blushed heavily, his hands tensed on his clothes in front of his crotch. This was bad, too bad, too... “I… Ihavetogo.” He mumbled before escaping the cell without glancing back. He needed a shower right away, and clean clothes, and… No, he couldn’t let himself be bitten again.

Today was a meeting day, and like always, she was bringing Akainu different reports about pirates’ moves, and new Wanted posters as well. Lost in her thoughts, she realized at the very last moment she was about to run into someone standing in the corridor. She stumbled and tried to keep the files in her arms, despite of her well-being. She closed her eyes, waiting for the impact. “Be careful, miss.” Surprised, she opened her eyes and looked at the man who had caught her in his arms. His intense gaze was on her, checking if she was alright, and she couldn’t help but blushed. Her savior was the man himself, Dracul Mihawk. “Oh I…I’m sorry, I was careless.” She slightly bit her lips, feeling like a dumbass. She must have embarrassed the man and she felt so guilty about it. But he chuckled and helped her to straighten up, gently brushing her hair with his hand. “No harm has been done. If you’re ok, that is all the matter to me.” Again, she felt embarrassed, obviously not for the same reason than before. “I…I’m ok. Thank you!” She bowed and was about to leave, when she heard a voice coming through the junction of the corridors. Doflamingo! She cursed and tried to find a place to hide… when a hand on her wrist pulled her into a closet. She looked surprised at Mihawk in front of her. The man was frowning, listening to the noise coming from the corridor. Obviously he was not in the mood for an improvised meeting with his colleague. “I hope my dear Colonel Fina will assist to the meeting… I can’t wait to see her again…” “I can’t understand why you’re such a jerk with this poor woman.” A voice Fina didn’t recognize told to him. “It’s so boring without anyone to annoy, please. And you know I don’t like being bored.” Fina rolled her eyes. This man was so childish, she couldn’t stand him anymore. A sigh in front of her told her she was not the one exasperated by the giant blond. “I feel sorry for you.” Mihawk whispered while glancing at her. “Could you believe my only mistake was to say ‘hello’ to him?” She sighed. “Politeness is such a lost cause for some people, nowadays.” He nodded with a small smirk on his lips. This woman was quite a tough one, he could tell even without knowing her. And she didn’t seem to be bother by…the lack of privacy. Hopefully he was a gentleman, but still a man. She should have been worried at least a little, but she stayed still, her arms crossed on her chest to keep the files against her, her knees brushing against his legs. It was hard to keep his balance and he had to put his hands on the wall in front of him in order not to fall on her. “I’m sorry.” He whispered to her ear, his breath slightly tickling her skin. “I would be ashamed to stumble on you and to hurt you.” “Oh. I… No I understand, don’t worry.” She murmured. He noticed she became a little tense, and looked down. Her ears were quite red by now, and he could easily guess the same went for her face. He held back a shiver. Why did he find this woman cute? He didn’t even know her! The corridor became silent again, and Mihawk straightened up, before opening the closet’s door. He  invited Fina to go out first and followed the woman, looking at her back without even realizing it. “Well thank you, mister Mihawk. I assume we’ll meet again at the meeting?” He raised his eyes to meet her gaze with a hint of a smile on his lips. “I’ll be more than thrilled to see you again… Colonel Fina.” The man almost purred, looking at her straight in her eyes. He was delighted to see the woman blushing again, surely not insensitive to his presence. It gave him the idea to come near to her before walking by, letting his hand ‘accidently’ brush her hip while he was saying in a soft, low voice. “And don’t bother to wait only for meetings. You can come to me any time, especially if you need help to get rid of this gigantic abomination I must bear as my colleague…” “I…I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.” She stammered at first but quickly regained her confidence and smiled at him, sincerely grateful for the offer. This woman was undoubtedly worth his attention, the warlord thought, amused by this idea. He finally left her, going in the same direction as Doflamingo earlier. He’d make sure the giant bird would not bother the colonel this day, he would not tolerate such a behaviour.

Caesar had to know what was going on here. But he was afraid to ask to the tall man, sitting on the breakfast table and reading the newspaper while eating toasts. “Erh… Joker?” “Hm?” He didn’t even bother to look at the scientist. This one felt… hurt, but he didn’t show it yet. He took place in front of his boss and pretended to be interested by the headlines. “Oh. You have a new warlord on the team?” A smirk suddenly appeared on Joker’s lips and the tall man nodded, without saying anything. It was weird. Usually, the king of Dressrosa was rather… talkative. “Did you meet him?” The scientist asked, hoping for an answer with words, this time. “He looks kinda… stupid.” The newspapers fell on the table, and a large hand suddenly grabbed Caesar by the collar of his coat. He shivered as Joker pulled him quite roughly, his face close to his now. “Do you… have a problem, Caesar? When you’re blabbering nonsense, that means you have something in your mind… Are you afraid I’m going to kill you if you ask?” “N…No of course, Jo…Joker.” The gas man laughed nervously, trying to escape the strong grip. “I just don’t want to… to be a bother!” The smirk of the tallest man didn’t fade, far from it. And he stayed still, making Caesar more and more uneasy. He was waiting for what his scientist had to tell him, and the latter understood he couldn’t escape this time. “I…My men told me you…you had a guest, Joker?” Caesar tried to sound relaxed, and it was not easy because his all body was shaking from fear. Finally, he felt the grab loosened up, and he backed up right away. The warlord got back his newspapers like nothing happened… but answered the question anyway. “Yes, I have a guest.” Caesar winced. He was well aware his boss had many lovers, but this was the first time he brought one of them to Punk Hazard. This was his island, their island, the only place where Joker could love him without anyone to put between them! So why did he bring… ‘a guest’? “Do we have to… wait for your guest, Joker?” The tone was unctuous; still the warlord could guess Caesar was upset. He felt betrayed, and he wanted to tell him so bad… but he knew he didn’t have the right to do so. “Don’t tell me you’re jealous, Caesar.” The tall man sighed as it seemed he guessed the thoughts of the scientist. “Did I tell you something when you slept with the other jerk? I don’t think so, I kept quiet.” “Wha… That has nothing to do with our current situation?!” Caesar yelped, a light of fear in his eyes. How did Joker know about that, anyway?! It always happened when he was nowhere to be found, and never on Punk Hazard! The warlord sniggered and his fingers flinched without looking at Caesar. This one couldn’t hold back a scream when strings suddenly cut his coat and suit. The shreds fell on the floor, revealing the fragile skin of the scientist, usually as white as the snow outside… and now scattered by red prints of bites on the shoulders. He tried to cover it with his hands, before feeling a strong grip on his wrists. One again, he tried to struggle, fear running through his body, but the other didn’t let him go. And since when was he in his back, by the way! “It looks like you let someone else put his mark on you, my dear Caesar.” The blonde whispered to the other’s ear with a cold sharp tone. “Did you really enjoy this… that much? Did you really think I would not notice?” Caesar whimpered while trying to turn his body into gas. Sadly, Joker didn’t forget his ability, and his hands were covered in haki right now. “Jo… It’s not what you think… I… I can explain.” The scientist stumbled, scared to death. But he didn’t have time to find an excuse, as Joker suddenly grabbed his hair to slam his head into the table. Caesar whined in pain and fell on the floor while Joker let his hair go. He looked up with tears in his eyes, terrified by his boss. This one never stopped to smile, even if Caesar could easily guess he was angry like never before. In a way, he was… pleased by this sight; that did mean Joker was jealous, right? “J…Joker I’m sorry I…This won’t be happening anymore, I…” “I don’t care, Caesar.” Joker cut him short, his smirk widening. “You let another one make him your owner. I’m so disappointed in you, I could kill you right away… But you’re lucky. I’ve lost interest in you now. We can go back to our… Boss/employee relationships, and you can be happy with… you know who.” Caesar looked stunned, as the tall man walked away without even glanced at him once. This could not be real… right? Joker just could not ditch him like he was nothing, only because… He became livid as he made an attempt to straighten up, his legs shaking. He had to run after him, to make him look at him, to explain it was all a misunderstanding!