#haha get splashed idiot (affectionate)

[ahopefulbromantic]

Okay everybody it's officially Śmigus Dyngus (aka the Easter Monday)!!! You know what that means! And if you don't, here's the arsenal, i challenge you to a battle, whoever stays unsoaked at the end is a smelly loser!

You can also take some birch twigs to smack each other's calves if you wanna spice things up hehe (theoretically you're only supposed to hit pretty unmarried girls for good luck that they find husbands, but we're not gonna do that here, were supposed to have fun)

@two-microscopes @margindoodles2407 @seeking-wisdom @angeltreasure @kaleb-is-definitely-sane @secret-sageent @number1spongebobfan @jh-newman-opn @the-polite-lurker @mj-says-hey @catwingsthespatula @narrative-driven-off-a-cliff @mono-chrome-main and whoever sees this and wants to join in the fun, choose your weapons and tag others to the splash & smack zone mwahahaha!

[marinetteplztakeabreak]

Just Chat Noir Things

As a result of being Chat Noir for a longer period of time, he becomes more and more in touch with his cat reflexes, which leads to some drama after he and Marinette are officially married

Sometimes he just needs to knock over glasses full of water,, he just has to do it ok,, he doesn’t know why, he just... *whack* ... *splash* *clunk* ..... “oh no why did I do that?”

He always cleans it up immediately but Marinette’s always right there to snicker at him lovingly

A small insect flies by him and he is On Full Alert,,, tracking it across the room... “No Marinette of course I’m not getting ready to pounce on a bug haha”

Marinette gets him some of the little “feather on a stick cat toys” and he wants to be offended but it’s actually really fun

He can and will get stuck on the roof in his civilian form at 2am and cry for help until an exasperated Ladybug shows up and reminds him he can just say ��Claws Out” and jump down

He doesn’t kill mice because he’s way too gentle for that, but he does just set a plate of cookies or other homemade food down at her feet when he’s feeling particularly affectionate

If you tap his head just right, he does the little grumbly content noise

He has tried to save his Lady from the shower on multiple occasions “there’s so much water oh my God poor Mari she’s going to be all covered in water there’s water coming Out Of The Sky oh no...”

Sometimes when Marinette is reading he will just, curl up, on top of her book, and fall asleep

Marinette *is doing work at her desk*. Adrien *jumps onto the desk, scattering papers everywhere* “can I help?”

You know how cats groom each other? Yeah Adrien absolutely braids and brushed Marinettes hair casually as they’re cuddling

So! many! nose! kisses! Also eye kisses (the thing cats do where they slow blink to tell you they love you)

He’s so flipping cuddly, he just wants to snuggle, possibly by laying directly on top of Marinette and immediately falling asleep, he craves that sweet sweet affection

His sleep schedule is just absolute chaos. Is he going to sleep for 14 hours straight? Is he going to sleep for 2 minutes before waking up and scampering around the entire house as loudly as possible? Who knows? Not Adrien that’s for sure.

However his feeding system is exact to the minute he needs breakfast the second the sun is up which is how he ends up being the delegated breakfast cook very early on

He has that urge to snuggle up in blankets and laundry and it leads to so many blanket forts, and also he starts folding all the laundry because the feeling of clothes fresh out of the dryer is just really nice

When he’s restless from being cooped up inside all day, he Will Start Chirping at the windows

He loves to sit in cardboard boxes, they’re so nice and comfy and he doesn’t know why

Marinette catches him chewing on his sleeves a lot when he’s stressed, he doesn’t even notice it until she points it out

He can tell when Marinette’s getting stressed before even she can, and he just has this ability to sit down right next to her and hug her close and purr and it’s super calming

He’s just,,, Marinette’s idiot cat husband,,, and they’re rediculously in love

[moonlessnight126]

Hope Will Find Its Way to You - Titanic AU

Chapter 10: Complications Arise

Pool Scene: Explicit

The swimming pool was a privilege reserved only for the first-class passengers–the second of its kind on a massive, extravagant ship. That was what he had heard when he first learned about it anyway. Many would consider it such a novelty to swim abroad a ship sailing on the Atlantic Ocean. And there he was, running quietly down the hall to where the pool was alongside Komaeda.

They could have gone during the day like any other passenger but then they wouldn’t be able to be free to do whatever they wanted, to be themselves. That, of course, along with the obvious excuse that they didn’t pack their swimwear, or that was what Hinata wanted to convince himself with. Well, that meant they would have the pool all to themselves, no one else to share it with except for them. It felt like it was their very own romantic getaway. Hinata could already feel his cheeks growing hot, his stomach fluttering at the idea that he and Komaeda would be swimming together, naked. The venture had his heart thumping with excitement that he could hardly contain.

They finally managed to reach the F Deck and a sign next to the door read “The Turkish Bath”. Komaeda then turned to Hinata with a smile and said, “The pool should be in here.” He opened the door and they snuck inside.

Switching on the lights, Hinata froze in place, feeling utterly mesmerized at the lavish, arabesque design of the room, the impressive walls that were tiled in large panels of blue and green, the detailed wood carvings on the walls and ceiling, the intervening panels that were picked out in deep red. On one side, there was a small marble drinking fountain, set in a frame of tiles. Portholes were covered with carved Cairo curtains and Hinata could only imagine what the room would feel like when light shone through, giving the room a warming orient look during the day.

They made sure the lights were switched off before making their way across the room. They then passed two other doors and finally reached their intended destination. Hinata felt butterflies fluttering wildly in his stomach when Komaeda shot him a smile over his shoulder before stepping inside. Closing the door behind them, Hinata’s eyes widened with awe at the sight of water.

There truly was a pool on the ship!

Taking a few steps inside, his eyes examined the unlighted room. There were dressing and shower rooms on the left, railings were adjacent to both sides of the pool, and on the right were the portholes emitting the moonlight that reflected gently on the calm and eerie-looking water. Turning around, he saw Komaeda had started to unbutton his loose dress shirt and that was when reality dawned on him.

This was really happening.

Although they’ve already seen each other naked and have been quite intimate together, why did he still feel so flustered?

He should be used to it by now, right?

Hinata bashfully pulled his gaze away and took a steadying breath to ease his nerves as he too started to unbutton his shirt, determined to remain calm and collected.

The room was so quiet that he could hear the faint sounds of ruffling clothes, fingers working on the buttons, zipper being pulled down, and Hinata swore he could hear his own pounding heartbeat echo in the room and worried if Komaeda could hear it too.

…Was Komaeda stripping provocatively or maybe it was all in his head? Why was his brain giving him such a hard time?! Get it together! He mentally scolded himself.

Hinata swallowed hard, feeling Komaeda’s eyes boring into his back as he stripped out of his clothes. With one article of clothing remaining, Hinata frowned down bashfully at the obvious erection pushing up against the thin layer of his undergarments, disappointed by how his body had betrayed him. But how could he not? His nerves simply frayed at the idea that they soon would be swimming and the thought of Komaeda’s body flush against his sent heat straight to his groin.

Pulling his undergarments down, the chill air hit him as he stood fully bare, feeling exposed physically and emotionally. Attempting to escape Komaeda’s burning gaze, he quickly took off and jumped straight into the water to cool his raging hardon. Plunging nearly to the bottom, he was trailed by an explosion of tiny bubbles.

Hinata splashed out, shaking off his head and wiping the water from his eyes. He was taken by surprise when he realized that not only was the water quite warm, it was salty.

It was heated water from the ocean!

Hinata turned around with a flashy grin and exclaimed excitedly, “Come on, Komaeda! The water feels amazing!”

“I’m coming, Hinata-kun.”

As Komaeda neatly folded his clothes, Hinata’s eyes traced over the contours of that pale, lean body and he was inadvertently drawn to the beautiful slope of his backside. He couldn’t help but gaze at those flawless, perfectly-shaped asscheeks, looking firm and yet pliant. He felt his own cock stir when he imagined cupping those soft globes in his hands, squeezing them tight, kneading on the supple flesh and pulling them apart as he ran his tongue up the dark crease and over the sensitive flesh, prodding that part of his body that would make him squirm and writhe heatedly under him.

 ’… Don’t be a pervert, Hajime.’

Komaeda then walked to the edge of the pool towards the wide, flat steps that led into the water, unabashedly standing there before his eyes in all his nude glory. When he dipped his foot in, he looked quite surprised before an exuberant smile played at his lips that had Hinata’s heart pounding furiously to no end, especially when he turned towards him with that radiant smile and exclaimed joyfully, “Ah, it’s very warm, Hinata-kun!”

Hinata sank his face halfway into the water to hide his deep fluster. He couldn’t tear his eyes away as he watched Komaeda slowly descend down the steps, taking his sweet time, probably knowing full well that he was being watched, rousing him even more than he already was. His eyes were then drawn to the pink, flaccid cock that dangled between those lean legs and he was suddenly caught by the sudden urge to take that cock into his mouth and fervently suck on it. He was transfixed at the beautiful sight in front of him as water gradually rose up to his knees with every descend, higher and higher until that cock submerged under the water and out of sight.

He felt very, very hard at that point and the temperature of the water wasn’t helping his predicament at all.

Komaeda dipped under the water and when he resurfaced, his formally messy hair was now splayed out, floating on the surface of the water.

“It truly feels amazing like you said, Hinata-kun,“ he said as he swam towards him.

“Uh- Mm…” Hinata bashfully responded, shying away from him.

“Hm, something wrong?” Komaeda said, trying to meet his gaze. Seeing the blazing color on Hinata’s cheeks, he asked, "Is the water too hot for you, Hinata-kun?”

“It… it’s not that.”

Komaeda couldn’t possibly not know the reason for his embarrassment, right?

He then heard Komaeda chuckle. “There is nothing to feel shy about, Hinata-kun. We’ve already seen each other naked and have copulated several times.“

 C-copulated?

Funny how he had that very exact thought just a moment ago.

Why wasn’t Komaeda phased at all like he was then?!

Color flushed darker on Hinata’s cheeks as he mumbled, "I-I know, b-but… still…”

‘What am I being so flustered about?! Get your act together, idiot!“

As if it were that easy!

He couldn’t help himself. He had been on the edge of arousal since they’ve arrived.

"Hinata-kun…” Komaeda drew nearer to him, dipping his voice to a sultry tone when he spoke his name, coaxing Hinata to look at him before smiling apologetically, “Forgive me for what I’m about to do.”

“What do you–?”

Hinata didn’t have enough time to react before he was suddenly dunked under the water. He quickly splashed out and wiped his eyes to find Komaeda swimming away towards the other end of the pool.

“H-Hey! Wait. Get back here! You’ll pay for that, Komaeda!” Hinata cracked a laugh as he paddled after him.

Komaeda laughed, turning his head slightly to see Hinata catching up with an expression of determination on his face.

A fight of chasing and splashing ensued, tension already forgotten from all the fun they were having.

“Haha, wait till I get my hands on you, Komaeda!”

Komaeda’s stamina was depleting quickly and soon enough he found himself trapped in the corner of the pool. Just before he sought to declare his surrender, Hinata grabbed his wrist.

“Got you!”

Komaeda yelped, wriggling helplessly before Hinata pinned him against the tile wall, pressing his body against his, immobilizing his chances from running away.

Chest heaving profusely, Komaeda spoke between huffs of breath, "You got me, Hinata-kun,” before smiling, “I didn’t have any chance to begin with, did I?”

“You wanted me to catch you, didn’t you?” Hinata said before placing his hands on either side of Komaeda’s body.

“Maybe,” Komaeda whispered breathlessly against his lips.

Hinata felt an airy tingling feeling shoot through him when those pale hands slid up his body, feeling the lean muscles of his chest before sliding them over his shoulders. He gazed at him in wonderment. The way the moonlight shone on his white hair gave off a magical silver hue. Water glistened off of his body, falling in tiny rivulets and droplets of water clung to his fluttering eyelashes and cheeks. He pulled his hand up from the water and gently caressed the little droplets away, watching as color rose on those pale cheeks. With their eyes locked on one another, Hinata gently brushed his thumb over his lips and Komaeda kissed it affectionately.

It was Hinata’s turn to blush when Komaeda parted his lips and took his thumb into his mouth, purposely rousing him by sucking gently on it.

Hinata moved closer, his breath hitched when he felt their cocks slightly touch underwater. Those beautiful, expression-filled eyes shot up to his as their bodies become flush against each other. Hinata’s eyes landed on thin lips and he pushed away the urge to lean forward and kiss him. He didn’t want to show Komaeda what an absolute wreck he managed to turn him into.

“You’re hard, Hinata-kun,” he moaned sensually.

“Can you blame me?”

Komaeda’s breathing started to quicken, affecting Hinata just as much. His warm breath brushed against his as he pleaded, “Kiss me, Hinata-kun.”

Upon hearing the words, he could do nothing but comply.

He held Komaeda’s chin up and pressed his lips on his. They kissed sweetly a few times before Hinata broke away from his lips to briefly gaze at the shimmering wet locks that almost reached his shoulders. He threaded his fingertips through the damp hair at his temple and drew it away from his beautiful face and tucked it behind his ear.

“This is my first time seeing your hair like this. Your hair looks very beautiful when wet.” He realized what he had just said and quickly stammered at how indecorous his words were. “I-I don’t mean…” He almost choked on his words before clearing his throat, “I-I mean wet or dry, you’re just as beautiful.”

What am I even saying?! He turned his head away with his cheeks ablaze, feeling utterly stupid.

Komaeda momentarily stared back at Hinata’s embarrassed demeanor before he bantered playfully, "My hair is not the only part of me that’s beautiful when it’s wet, Hinata-kun.”

Hinata sharply turned his head and literally gawked at him, quite stupidly so. He knew Komaeda had probably said it in the heat of the moment, probably to tease or ease his embarrassment without thinking too much of the consequences of his words, all at the expense of his erratic, beating heart.

Seeing the shock in Hinata’s eyes with his face and collarbone totally flushed with embarrassment, Komaeda perplexedly tilted his head, like he said nothing to earn him the reaction he was giving him!

“I was only joking, Hinata-kun. I’m absolute garbage. Nothing about me is ever—mffh …”

Komaeda was abruptly cut off when Hinata claimed his lips aggressively, slipping his tongue inside the hot cavern of his mouth, exploring every corner of it and drinking in the sinful moans that managed to escape. He let his hands travel downwards, caressing Komaeda’s figure underneath the water before rolling his hips against him, tearing a surprised moan from his mouth.

Komaeda bit his lower lip to keep himself from moaning when he felt Hinata’s girth pressed against him. In desperate need for friction, he rubbed his body back and forth against him, rolling his hips in time with his, swaying the water all around them. Their lips met once again in a desperate stream of kissing and nipping as Komaeda wrapped his arms and legs around his neck and waist, practically jumping him, wanting to feel close to him as humanly possible, to feel every inch of his body on his that he clung and clawed on his back.

Hinata felt his mind swimming with lust. He let his hands slide down his smooth back and along the cleft of his ass, squeezing and kneading those soft mounds together before spreading his asscheeks apart.

Komaeda let out a muffled groan when the warm water hit him where he was sensitive. Hinata gently pressed his forefinger over a wet ring of tight muscles, jolting his body forward with a sharp gasp from the touch.

Hinata held him tightly to his chest, shivers running down his body from Komaeda’s arduous breathing against his bare skin. He tried to compose himself as he sensually rubbed circles around and around, feeling the throb pulse against his gentle touch. He wanted to press his finger inside, to feel Komaeda under the water. He heard him whimper with a full-body shudder, the word please tumbling from his lips like whispered sin, and that was all what Hinata needed to hear.

Komaeda writhed, pursing his lips together when Hinata pressed his finger in, just a tiny bit of the tip, the water adding a completely different sensation as he continued to wiggle his way in.

Komaeda was so lost that he couldn’t utter a single word as his ass tensed and clenched tightly around Hinata’s finger.

Hinata took note at the way his mouth fell open when he fingered him, voice hitching as he stretched him. When he added another finger, Komaeda keened; his soft gasps and sighs intensified to throaty moans with each thrust of his fingers.

Hinata-kun,“ Komaeda moaned with desperation edged at the end of his plea; he couldn’t hold the need lacing his voice any longer. "P-Please…”

Hinata glanced at him to see his face flushed, lust-filled eyes dilated and lips parted from heavy panting.

“What do you want?” Hinata rasped against his lips, unable to compose himself any longer. He could barely keep his sanity together.

"You,” Komaeda moaned sensually, “Right here.“

"Are you sure? Because I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself,” he stared at him, breath already ragged, his eyes darkened pools of lust.

"Y-Yes,” Komaeda shivered in pleasure. “Have me in any way you wish, Hinata-kun. I’m all yours.”

That’s all it took before Hinata withdrew his fingers and paddled towards the edge of the pool. He sat on one of the lower wide steps with Komaeda trailing closely behind, straddling him, water barely reaching their waists.

Hinata launched forward and grabbed Komaeda by the lips. Their tongues swirled as he devoured his mouth in a deep kiss while his hand brushed down that smooth curve of Komaeda’s back that he shivered, arching up beautifully against him. He then trailed his tongue down the arch of his neck, sucking on supple flesh and nipping softly as they went.

Komaeda sighed warmly before lifting himself just a little on his lap and Hinata shifted his attention to the pink bud poking at his lips. He drew it between his lips and into his mouth. Komaeda’s head tipped back as a low moan drifted from his throat, louder this time that it seemed to linger as Hinata’s mouth devoured and suckled ravenously on his nipple.

Hinata growled low against him, swirling his tongue over the hardened bud, shuddering as his taste flooded his senses.

Komaeda tangled his hand in his brown hair and pulled him closer, keenly urging him. A soft whimper escaped him when he felt Hinata’s fingers run down the soft crease between his cheeks once again. Having Komaeda spread his thighs wider for him, he rubbed and teased the tight ring of muscles, throbbing and wet, sending a shiver up Hinata’s spine and a jolt straight to his cock.

“A-Ahh!” Komaeda cried out, jerking his ass away when Hinata applied pressure on it, before thrusting back against those fingers, a whine strewed through that wanton voice when he shivered heatedly against his lips. “Ngghn, m-more … You. I want… you …”

“Want me how?” Hinata asked, voice hoarse and thick.

“This…," he moaned with intolerable need, moving his ass fervently over his twitching cock. ”… I want this, deep inside me.“

Hinata exhaled slowly as he felt arousal shoot through him and for a blinding moment, he wanted to grab Komaeda’s thighs and push him down on his thick cock and ravish him with all of his primordial hunger burning within, but he held himself back as to not hurt him. He was more surprised at himself, never knowing he had that ravenous side of him. This is the kind of man Komaeda had managed to turn him into.

"Don’t tease me like this. If we weren’t in the water, this would have gone very differently.”

Komaeda cocked a smile, provocatively grinding his ass over his cock as he asked, “How so?”

“Don’t test me, Komaeda. I’m barely keeping it together.” He said hoarsely, grabbing his hips to a halt. He was so hard that he felt he was going to burst. He calmly tried to subdue his raging thirst for him.

Komaeda’s eyes squinted cunningly, seemingly amused by Hinata’s reaction. He then leaned close and breathed haughtily across his lips. “I love the feeling of having you inside me. I can never have enough of you, so please, don’t hold back, Hinata-kun.”

Hinata’s breath shuddered as he gazed up at him and he slowly came to realize the implacable dangers of what Komaeda was doing to his heart. He closed his eyes as their foreheads touched and Hinata breathed in the moment before letting out a shivering breath against Komaeda’s lips. He felt the same. He could never really have enough and he didn’t know what to do with that ever-increasing and insatiable thirst he had for Komaeda. It was truly maddening, the way he felt about him.

“I feel the same way too, Komaeda,” he whispered to him as they kissed, long and sweet, before lifting him up gently.

Komaeda braced himself, knuckles white as he clung onto his shoulders while Hinata sought his entrance. He suddenly let out a soft gasp when the blunt of Hinata’s cock poked and prodded at him. He bit his lip, holding back a deep moan as his hips were slowly lowered down on his heat, feeling a slight burn from the stretch but it didn’t matter. He wanted his cock to fill him, make him feel full, full of Hinata, in his heart, in his head, in his body. Without a second thought, Komaeda pushed his hips down to meet him, tearing a moan from his throat as the broad head of his cock pierced him.

“Shit.“ Hinata held back a grunt as those walls clamped down almost painfully tight around his cock. "Komaeda, you’re so tight, even though I loosened you. How are you–”

A choked off moan cut Hinata off. The sound was delicious, dripping in impatience as Komaeda continued to lower himself on his heat. Hinata then groaned, low within his throat when he felt Komaeda’s walls stretch around him. He watched his flushed face twist in pleasure with moans dripping from his lips as he buried himself deeper.

"Look at me,” he urged.

Komaeda hadn’t realized his eyes were closed, and when he opened them, he looked into Hinata’s eyes as a rush of emotions raced through him. Hinata tilted his head up and gently pressed his lips on his, kissing him deeply as Komaeda’s body softened.

Hinata moaned softly into the kiss when he felt pleasantly slick inside him. Komaeda locked his legs around his waist as Hinata started moving his hips with shallow thrusts, splashing the water around them that silenced the skin slapping underneath; a smile painted its way across his face at the way Komaeda squirmed and shook within his grasp.

It felt incredible! The water, the tightness, the heat.

The feeling inside of Komaeda was otherworldly, he thought as he slowly picked up the pace.

“You feel so good, Komaeda. The heat—it's driving me crazy.”

“Don’t stop—nggh… don't–hah… deeper…” He moaned heatedly through soft, shallow pants.

When Komaeda squeezed around him, Hinata’s body moved of its own accord. He was holding those hips to the point of bruising and he was thrusting with abandon, and Komaeda willingly met his every thrust with his own. Komaeda was so hot and tight, Hinata thought he might actually die–it didn’t matter how many times they’ve done it– because nothing should feel this good, but his hips were bucking, forcing his length again and again into his tight opening and the wet constricting heat. It was then that Hinata felt very conscious of their surroundings, doing something concupiscent and flagrantly obscene in public. Komaeda wasn’t being reserved either, letting pleasurable sighs and deep throaty moans drop from his lips so openly that tied his stomach and heart to a knot, riling him up with words like harder, there there there, and yes!

With every wet slap, Hinata kept whispering how beautiful he was, and with every praise, he was met with heated gasps and moans on Komaeda’s end. Between those keening noises and that unbearably tight ass gripping and sucking him in, Hinata’s mind faltered and blanked out. He involuntarily jerked forward that water stirred and lapped between them. His mind gave way to nothing but instinct and carnal desire as he rammed and pounded his cock inside of him, hitting those bundle of sensitive nerves that had Komaeda salivating.

“There,” the word was choked, half-stuck in Komaeda’s throat. Hinata felt very hard and thick inside him, so deep that he could barely catch his breath. He begged fervently, panting, loving the way Hinata manhandled him, hitting his prostate almost every time. He arched his back, his hips jointly grinding down as Hinata pounded mercilessly into him. He bit his lip, moaning between his teeth as he held in the urge to release himself.

“I’m c-close,” he said, almost a sob.

“Me too, Komaeda.”

“Please, please…, don’t pull out. Come inside me.”

With his voice raw from all of the moaning, he pleaded Hinata to touch him, wanting to feel him all over. Hinata complied, grabbing his cock and stroking him in time with his thrusting. The sensations were overwhelming that tears pricked the corners of his eyes, his fingers digging into Hinata’s back so hard it was bound to leave marks. The pressure was too much as it churned and coiled in his stomach. He felt his body on the verge of explosion and couldn’t handle it any longer.

Hinata felt him tense, back arched and his eyes closed tight. His inner walls squeezed around him and with a long drawn out moan, he was coming hard into the water.

Hinata was simply coming undone shortly after.

With weak, shallow thrusts, they rode out their orgasms until everything went silent, the only sound in the room was their heavy panting. When Hinata shifted, Komaeda shuddered from the oversensitivity. He slowly pulled his cock back, withdrawing carefully while showering him with feathery kisses until he was fully out as Komaeda slumped in his arms. It was several minutes before they could breathe normally again before Hinata pulled him back down into the water with him.

They stayed afloat as they gazed into each other’s eyes, relishing in the afterglow, the closeness, the stillness and the sound of the water rippling away from their bodies. Hinata took a deep breath as he pulled his body closer. Seeing his face in the moonlight and watching as it gleamed across the locks of his hair, he felt mesmerized, felt his feelings for him grow stronger. He felt it with every beat of his heart. It was perplexing how at the beginning of it all Komaeda was able to capture his heart in this unprecedented manner and thought how wonderful it would be to spend each day like this. He wanted to spend every waking moment together with him, make love to him every night, show him how beautiful he was. He loved him. Loved him with every fiber of his being that he didn’t know what would become of him if they were to be drawn apart. He knew his emotions and feelings for him were considered inconceivable, irrational even. He was very much aware of the vice he was committing—the violation he kept on enacting against society and his own parents, his unforgivable sin, but he couldn’t manage to harbor any feelings of regret or remorse. Komaeda was his own damnation and salvation.

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