If You'd Like To Know Where Kami Was In All This Mess, He Went And Gave Himself A Lip Piercing.

if you'd like to know where kami was in all this mess, he went and gave himself a lip piercing.

trying to explain the whole water war would take forever man.

it is the longest ongoing running gag that will never die down.

never before has there been mass confusion, in-fighting, serious,/heavy discussion, and even science experiments on a fandom-wide level.

and it literally ALL STARTED because chongyun asked what water smelled like.

the three people most heavily involved with varying levels of amusement are chongyun (the initial and ultimate culprit), childe (who lives for the chaos), and ren (who used his advantages as a puppet to confirm what water smells like)

this is just water war two. where once again, chongyun is popping what sounds like an innocent question, but it's really a nuclear device that successfully went off.

well now it's no longer funny. kami doesn't enjoy watching ren lose his temper like that, even less so when that anger is directed at him.

he should have expected this, in all honestly. ren is EXCELLENT at hiding things from others, including kaminari. he's great at shutting down and shutting out the world around him; evidently he's trying to pull that same shit with kami. it's fair though; kami DOESN'T know what all ren's done with kazuha. every part of that relationship had happened behind the scenes. kami was never involved, he doesn't know the extent of what ren put himself through for his relationship.

perhaps kami SHOULDN'T have laughed. the entire situation is a complete mess, and kami KNOWS he just made it worse. that doesn't stop the anger from rising up in his own chest at ren's reaction. or the hurt. hadn't kami tried to help? he'd stayed well out of everyone's affairs, remaining hidden so people don't know there's TWO of them running around. he's already isolated and alone, with not a single spot of company aside from ren. not even nahida is great company these days. her focus is on her world's wanderer, while kami's usually left to his own devices. he spends most of his time in the sanctuary, with only books to keep him occupied.

kami had tried to understand. offering support and guidance, giving them an unshakable bond of understand and sympathy between them, that no one else could penetrate. why does it take a brief bout of surprised laughter to have all that thrown back in HIS face?

rejection. pain. kami is not unfamiliar with those concepts. he's not unfamiliar with that crushing loneliness that threatens to overwhelm him this time. he will not cry. he will not lose control in front of ren.

stay away from me.

"as you wish," kami says tersely. he's not going to argue the point. he's not going to come seek out ren later, either. if ren wants to find him, he can find him elsewhere. though, it's unlikely to happen anytime soon.

coward. parasite. USELESS. PUPPET.

"good luck with your marriage," he digs. "hopefully you don't torpedo that relationship, either. given your masterful ability to lash out, who knows?" that's all he says before he's leaping over the railing, flying away to get as far away from his 'twin' as possible. there's more he could say. there's more kami could throw back in ren's face, to show him exactly why this conversation is a sore topic. but ren knows. he already knows what it's like to be in kami's shoes. as much as kami wishes for the same, he doesn't love anyone the way he loves. LOVED. ren.

he'll never befriend anyone on the same level. he'll never reach that complication of navigating friendships or even romance the way ren has. kami isn't ren, and he'll NEVER be.

you don't belong here. spineless. coward. is that all he's doing anymore? is just HIDING? it never really mattered to begin with. kami's life began as a mistake, and he's going to live out whatever pathetic lifetime he still has as yet another one. there's no HOME to go back to, and there's no home here, either. perhaps he'll go back to shakkei pavilion and isolate there forever, let himself rot in some never ending stupor, just like what he was created for.

let ren run his life.

kami hopes he fucking chokes on his misery. he's choking, frantically wiping away tears already falling unbidden as he zooms off, not entirely sure where he's going anymore. leaving sumeru, maybe.

he already misses ren.

he  understands  entirely  what  kind  of  HOLE  he's  dug  himself  into  —  and  perhaps  it's  partially  for  that  reason  why  he  even  confessed  to  his  lie  by  omission  at  all.  it  isn't  as  if  he's  chosen  to  hide  the  truth  from  kazuha  indefinitely;  what  is  one  more  sin  to  add  to  that  mountainous  pile?  the  ronin  has  never  rejected  him  before,  even  when  ren  can  only  assume  any  LOGICAL  person  otherwise  would.  but  of  course,  kazuha  has  never  been  the  type  to  do  anything  even  remotely  logical  —  he  thinks  with  the  heart  of  a  free-spirited  poet  rather  than  his  actual  HEAD.  even  so,  uncertainty  stills  his  tongue.  every  time  the  ideal  opportunity  presents  itself,  the  wanderer  finds  it  slips  through  his  fingers  before  he  has  the  chance  to  capitalize.  he  needs  to  tell  him,  he  knows  —  and  he  will.  but  doing  so  poses  the  risk  of  exposing  the  one  person  he  wishes  to  protect  above  all  else  to  a  world  rife  with  cruelty,  atrocities  and  bloodshed.  if  he  tells  him  about  the  fatui,  he'll  need  to  tell  him  about  EVERYTHING  ELSE  —  and  under  no  circumstances  will  ren  allow  him  to  be  dragged  into  his  obsessive  war  against  the  doctor.

he  understands  all  of  this  —  and  part  of  him  hopes  that  kaminari  will  be  able  to  understand  as  well.  he  doesn't  expect  him  to  CONDONE  his  actions,  but  to  at  least  be  capable  of  approaching  them  with  some  degree  of  genuine  empathy.  it  seems  like  he  was  expecting  a  little  too  much.

does  he  even  know  you're  the  one  who  kickstarted  his  clan's  downfall?  ❝  ... ❞   with  a  harsh  CRUNCH,  the  railing  CRUMBLES  beneath  his  grip  —  stone  reduced  to  dust  as  though  it  were  made  of  dry,  fragile  clay.  does  he  know?  does  he  KNOW?  ren  can  accept  being  mocked  for  what  he  hasn't  told  kazuha  —  but  he  won't  accept  this.  (  won't  accept  his  greatest  regret  being  treated  as  a  joke.  )  it  feels  like  his  blood  has  been  set  ablaze  from  the  sheer  force  of  his  anger.  he  feels  sick.  he  feels  lightheaded.  he  feels  a  traitorous  prickling  at  the  corners  of  his  eyes  —  not  tears,  so  much  as  they  are  a  liquid  form  of  vitriol.  ire  potent  enough  to  poison  an  entire  village  with  a  single  drop.   ❝  shut  the  fuck  up.  ❞  his  voice  comes  sharper  than  any  blade.  it's  exceedingly  rare  for  the  wanderer  to  curse,  but  in  this  very  special  situation,  other  words  fail  to  encompass  the  sheer  breadth  of  his  anger.   ❝  for  once  in  your  worthless  existence,  know  when  to  STOP  TALKING. ❞

he  has  no  idea.  he  has  no  idea.  and  perhaps  under  different  circumstances,  ren  would  feel  more  inclined  to  calmly  correct  kaminari's  assumption  —  but  not  when  his  doppelganger  has  the  nerve  to  LAUGH  in  his  face.  he  has  no  idea  that  was  the  among  the  very  first  things  he  told  him  —  that  he  approached  kazuha  fully  with  the  intention  of  it  being  his  own  EXECUTION.  (  for  if  it  were  at  all  possible,  it  would  only  be  fitting  if  it  was  by  his  blade.  )  he  has  no  idea  the  months  he  spent  diligently  devoting  himself  to  one  human's  happiness,  doing  everything  in  his  power  to  ensure  that  he  would  be  able  to  live  freely  —  even  if  it  would  do  little  to  compensate  for  the  suffering  he  had  already  INFLICTED.  he  has  no  idea  the  sheer  amount  of  self-loathing  his  own  feelings  brought  him.  how  there  are  still  nights  (  even  now  )  wherein  the  hatred  is  great  enough  that  he  nearly  CHOKES  on  it.  disgusting,  selfish,  wretched.  his  mere  presence  in  kazuha's  life  is  an  indulgence  ren  doesn't  feel  at  all  ENTITLED  to.  he  has  no  idea  how  many  times  that  knowledge  has  shattered  him  into  so  many  ugly  pieces  —  only  to  have  them  carefully,  lovingly  reassembled  by  the  hands  of  the  person  he  has  unwittingly  burdened  with  that  cavalcade  of  past  mistakes.  ren  already  knows  that  he  doesn't  deserve  kazuha;  he  doesn't  need  kaminari  rubbing  it  in  his  face.

...  opening  up  to  anyone  never  comes  without  more  regrets  than  it's  worth.  how  naive  of  him  to  forget.

❝  stay  away  from  kazuha.  stay  away  from  the  wedding. ❞  uninvited.  whatever;  it's  not  like  he  CARES,  right?  ❝  in  fact,  why  don't  you  do  us  both  a  favor  and  stay  away  from  me?  if  you're  going  to  hide  in  my  world  like  a  hypocritical  PARASITE,  the  least  you  can  do  is  keep  out  of  my  way. ❞  fingers  uncurl  from  the  ruined  railing  with  a  clatter  of  falling  rubble.  ❝  i  don't  think  a  COWARD  too  spineless  to  go  home  and  face  his  own  mistakes  has  any  place  to  mock  me  about  my  own  —  now  does  he? ❞

Insult someone my muse cares about

Nothing is out of bounds, make them angry

"who said i'm lying? with actual elements, you need something already existing for them to be created. like, you need water to create ice. you need chemicals to light a match. then explain how vision users can create their element on a whim, without pre-existing chemicals and substances."

he pauses, then smiles.

"you also shouldn't be drinking the hydro. that might give you stomach cramps."

"WHY WOULD YOU LIE LIKE THIS?! OF COURSE IT IS!"

sometimes they just want to watch the world burn.