#and I'm so worried about my mom because she can't walk rn oh gods

[dangerousdan-dan]

So uh, I'm genuinely starting to feel nervous about this hurricane...

[confusions-shed-of-ideas]

Ophilia's Chapter 1, Badly Summarised

(Yes I do plan on doing this for everyone and all their chapters at some point but shh be patient I haven't finished any chapter 4s yet beside one of them)

Ophilia: Hi I'm Ophilia Clement and I'm a sister at the Church of the Sacred Flame

Lianna: Hi I'm Lianna and I'm the archbishop's daughter

Ophilia: Hello Lianna!

Lianna: Hello Ophilia! May the Sacred Flame light your path

Ophilia: You too!

Lianna: Oh boy I have to do the pilgrimage soon

Lianna: Ah I shouldn't worry about it I'm sure it'll all go fine!

*Insert foreshadowing*

Ophilia: Wow you're so cool, I can't believe you can do all of this by yourself

Lianna: Well I have you and everyone else at the cathedral to support me and I'm very grateful for it

Ophilia: You are??

Lianna: Yes!!

Ophilia: *happy sister noises*

Lianna: *also happy sister noises*

Lianna: Aight let's go see Father

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Lore time! A long time ago there were 13 gods who created the world and humanity and stuff but this one god called Galdera was like "nah I'm not gonna govern them from afar guess what I'm EVIL now" and all the other gods were like "oh no Galdera's evil now" and so there's an epic fight and Aelfric the Flamebringer seals Galdera away with magic fire and now the Sacred Flame exists to protect the people. Yay!

Ophilia: Hello Your Excellency

Archbishop Josef: Ophilia you're my adopted daughter you can call me Father

Ophilia: Okay Your Excellency!

Archbishop Josef:

Ophilia: Anyways I just want to thank you for taking me in when I was an orphan I'll be forever grateful for you Your Excellency

Lianna: C'mon Ophilia we're family you don't have to thank us for simply being here with you

Ophilia: *happy Ophilia noises*

Archbishop Josef: Okay Lianna so now we need to talk about your pilgrimage. You have to find the First Flame in the Cave of Origin and bring its embers around to the other churches to spread the light. This is called the Kindling btw

Lianna: Okay Father

Archbishop Josef: A lot of people have died on this journey because it is very dangerous

Lianna: 👁👄👁

Archbishop Josef: But dw I'm sure you can do it I believe in you

Archbishop Josef: *starts coughing*

Ophilia and Lianna: omg Father/Your Excellency are you alright??

Archbishop Josef: Yeah lol dw about it I'm just getting old

Ophilia and Lianna: Oh alr. But let us take care of everything because you should get some rest.

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*Later*

Lost child: Oh no I'm lost in the church where's my mom

Ophilia: Don't worry I'll help you find your mom

*Legit just walks outside the church because video game logic*

Ophilia: There I found her

Lost child: Yay mother! Thank you Sister Ophilia

Lost child's mom: Thank you Sister Ophilia

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*Back at the cathedral*

Mattias: Hi my name's Mattias and I'm a trader here to find His Excellency the Archbishop I'm totally not sus btw ^^

Ophilia: What an honour to meet you, my name is Ophilia!

Mattias: Oh so you're Sister Ophilia I've heard so much about you your dad talks a lot about you and your sister y'know

Mattias: Also I'm here to help your sister for the Kindling

Cleric: SISTER OPHILIA IT'S A DISASTER THE ARCHBISHOP HAS COLLAPSED

Ophilia: OH NO WHAT

Ophilia: I'M SORRY MATTIAS I HAVE TO GO NOW

Mattias: Don't worry about me go help the Archbishop

Mattias: *stares at the screen ominously as he walks away*

(No seriously he was doing that and he had a little thought bubble above his head too and all)

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Cleric: Okay so the Archbishop is very sick rn we should let him rest

Lianna: Oh wait I still have to do the Kindling

Lianna: But my dad's dying

Lianna: I need fresh air for a moment brb

Ophilia: I know she says she needs fresh air but I should help her

*Outside*

Lianna: My dad is dying and I have to do the pilgrimage and I don't know if I'll ever see him again what do I dooooooooooo

Ophilia's inner monologue time, GO!

My sister has always been my best friend. Ever since I lost my parents and came to stay with the Archbishop, I always thought that I'd be alone forever, lost in a world of ever growing darkness without light to see my own path. Then, Lianna came. She was the one who guided me to the light. she showed me her favourite place in town, and she taught me that I wasn't alone. I was her family. I would never be alone as long as I had those to guide me, and in turn I would guide them, away from the sorrows which trap us and towards the light... Now, I must help her too

Ophilia: *internally* Wait what if I do the pilgrimage for her so she can stay by our father's side

Ophilia: Yeah that seems like a good idea

Ophilia: Even if it’s a super bad sin to go there without permission

Ophilia: Cave of Origin, here I come!

---

*At the cave*

Guardian of the First Flame: Yo what up if you call yourself the flambringer then you must prove your worth

Ophilia: What

*Epic boss battle commences*

Ophilia: Oh yay we won

Ophilia: I guess I can take Aelfric's lanthorn now and do pilgrimage stuff

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*Back at the church*

Lianna: Ophilia omg where have you been we were all so worried

Archbishop Josef: *coughing noises* Hello girls please don't be too worried I will be fine soon

*Foreshadowing*

Archbishop Josef: Anyways about the Kindling

Ophilia: Yeah about that...

Ophilia: I kind of went ahead and... did it

Lianna: You what

Archbishop Josef: You what

Achrbishop Josef: Lianna please leave the room I need to talk to your sister for a moment

Lianna: You aren’t going to punish her right

Archbishop Josef: Dw about it I just need to talk

Lianna: Alright then Father please take care of yourself *leaves*

Archbishop Josef: You did it so Lianna could stay by my side right

Ophilia: Yes Your Excellency forgive me for I have sinned-

Archbishop Josef: Aight y'know what I think we can roll with this let's go tell the others that Ophilia's doing it now

Archbishop Josef: Also I haven't told Lianna this yet but I think I'm gonna die soon

Ophilia: Wait what? But Father-

Archbishop Josef: Now go, my child, journey forth to do the Kindling

Archbishop Josef: Oh hey she called me Father

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*With the traders, probably*

(This doesn't actually happen I thought it'd be funny)

Trader: Hey guys did you hear that Sister Ophilia's doing the Kindling now?

Mattias: She's what-

WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK

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I'm so sorry for this

[settersprouts]

꠵ look at me : chapter two ꠵

裏切り。

Iwaizumi flopped onto his bed as soon as he got home, turning over and looking at the ceiling. His family kept bothering him about the match, saying things like "oh, you did great son!" or "it's okay. it's not the end of the world!"

Yeah, sure it wasn't. But it was the end of his and Oikawa's shared dream.

Iwaizumi glanced at the little glow-in-the-dark stars stuck onto his ceiling. He remembered how he got those. Oikawa had put them up when they were younger, since he was afraid of the dark and the nightlight Iwaizumi used to use was way too bright for either of them to sleep. He probably should've taken them down when they didn't really need them anymore, but they meant something to Oikawa back then. Those little stars were one of the many souvenirs Iwaizumi had of his best friend. It was like proof that he was close with the Oikawa Toorū.

. . And Iwaizumi really couldn't take them down. It was physically impossible: the adhesive stuck to the back of the stars were too strong, and no matter how hard Iwaizumi pulled, the damn stars wouldn't come off.

Beep.

Iwaizumi turned to his side, getting his phone from off the nightstand.

New Message : ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽

"Damn, what the hell does this bastard want now?" Iwaizumi clicked on the notification, bringing up the messages between him and Oikawa.

. .

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: iwa-chan !

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: What now, I just saw you like 20 minutes ago

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: ughh iwa you're so mean

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Yeah okay. What?

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: can i come over ?

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Ew no, wtf?

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: iwaaaaaaaaaaa~ (｡•́︿•̀｡)

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Why?

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: im just having trouble sleeping,, plus i just wanna be with you rn

. .

Iwaizumi blushed at the last text Oikawa had sent. Damn.. As much as I despise him and his stupid face, that was kind of cute. Realizing what kind of thoughts were popping up in his head, Iwaizumi smacked both sides of his face. Fuck. What the hell am I thinking?

. .

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: iwa? you there?

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Yeah, I'm here. Shut up. [to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: You can come over. I don't care.

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: yay ! thanks iwa ♡

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Shut up. You sleeping over, or staying for a couple hours?

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: can i sleep over?

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Yeah. [to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: My mom's cooking dinner. Want me to save you some?

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: no, i'm not hungry.

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: Alright, I'll save you some. Hurry up before it gets cold.

[from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: i don't want any- yk what nvm [from] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: be there in ten !

[to] ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏᴋᴀᴡᴀ 👽: mk.

. .

"Hajime! Dinner's ready!" Iwaizumi perked up as he heard his mother calling for him. He answered with a blunt, "Coming ma!," and bolted down the stairs.

"Hey, Oikawa's coming over tonight," Iwaizumi said as he sat down. "Can you save him some food? Knowing him, he probably hasn't eaten since the match."

Mrs. Iwaizumi nodded. "Of course! I'm so glad he's coming over, I love that boy. Such a sweetheart." When Iwaizumi snorted at her comment, she hit him lightly on the back of the head. "Don't do that, Hajime. He's a sweet boy." She spooned some miso soup into a small bowl, passing it to her son. "And don't act like you don't care about him either. I can see right through that little façade of yours."

Iwaizumi groaned and shoved a spoonful of the semi-salty broth into his mouth. "Sure. Do we have any milk bread?"

"No, I do have Kashipan though. They're similar, right?" She passed the buns to Iwaizumi, who shrugged.

"Yeah, sure."

After about fifteen minutes of the Iwaizumi family eating their dinner, they heard a knock at the door. "Ah, that must be Crappykawa."

Iwaizumi's mother glared at him when she heard that. "Hajime, don't call Toorū that. Like I said, he's a sweet boy." She walked over to the front door, fiddling with the locks and swinging it open. "Welcome Toorū- dear god, what happened to you?"

When he heard the shock in his mother's voice, he shoved aside his food and sprinted to the door. Oikawa stood in front of him, wearing a very soiled alien hoodie with the hood up and over his eyes. Iwaizumi could just make out the newly made bruises on his friend's jaw though, and the tear stains on his cheeks. Oikawa sniffled, fiddling with the hem of his hoodie. "Um. . can I come in. ?"

Iwaizumi and his mother quickly stood aside, ushering Oikawa into their home. Iwaizumi's mother put a hand on Oikawa's shoulder, not noticing the way the boy had winced at her touch, and steered him into their dining room. "Honey, would you like some food?"

Oikawa sniffled again, nodding. "Yeah. . do you have any milk bread?"

Iwaizumi shook his head. "Not at the moment, I can ask my old man to buy some for you. He's at the market right now." Oikawa nodded in response, and Iwaizumi took out his phone, sending a quick text to his father. "You need to eat right now, though. We have miso and kashipan. Eat some of that before you get your milk bread."

Iwaizumi passed some food over to Oikawa when he sat down. His own food disregarded, he watched as Oikawa ate slowly, taking in all his features. His hood was still up, so he couldn't see the rest of his face, but he could see how much it hurt him to make small, simple movements. Every time he lifted the spoon up to his mouth, his hand shook a little, and he winced occasionally. Something panged inside Iwaizumi's chest as he watched Oikawa eat. His heart hurt a lot, more than usual. What the hell was this feeling?

Oikawa pushed the bowl away from him, messing with the hem of his hoodie again. "Um. . I'm kind of full."

Iwaizumi looked at Oikawa's bowl- about a sixth of the soup was missing. Oikawa hadn't even touched the kashipan. "Crappykawa, you need to eat way more than that. You barely touched your food." He was about to force the food down his throat when he noticed his pained expression. "H-hey Oikawa, you alright. ?"

Oikawa gagged, putting a hand over his mouth. "Mrgh. Feel s-sick."

Iwaizumi stood up abruptly, helping Oikawa up and walking him to the bathroom. "How sick?"

"Feel like I'm gonna die, sick." Iwaizumi snickered a little at that, causing a slight smile to erupt on Oikawa's face. "W-wait. Where are we going?"

"Bathroom. You need to clean up." Iwaizumi opened the door and set Oikawa on the toilet, pulling a little first-aid kit out of the cabinet under the sink. Oikawa glanced at it nervously, thinking Iwaizumi was going tend to his wounds. But much to his surprise, Iwaizumi just set the box on the sink counter, and walked out of the room. "I'm going to go get you some of my clothes, and a towel. Set those in the basket, I'll clean them later."

The door clicked, and Oikawa heard Iwaizumi shuffle off to his room. He smiled a little, thankful that his friend respected his boundaries. He heard a knock on the bathroom door, replying with a small "come in." Iwaizumi opened the door, setting a towel and a set of clothes on the counter.

"If you need help with anything, let me know, okay?"

"Mmm." Iwaizumi closed the door when he heard Oikawa's reply, and walked to his room. He sat on his bed, throwing a volleyball up in the air, catching it when it came too close to his face. After a couple minutes, he heard the faint sssshhhhh of the shower faucet being turned on, and the shower curtains closing. Good. At least Crappykawa's cleaning up. He lay still, listening to the shower run, spreading out his arms and legs like a starfish. He must have lost track of time, because when he opened his eyes, Oikawa was sitting at the foot of his bed, scrolling through his phone while drying his hair.

"Crappykawa?" Oikawa turned around quickly, shutting off his phone in the process. Iwaizumi noticed this, but decided not to pry. "I didn't even hear you come in. How long have you been here?"

Oikawa shrugged. "Not long. Maybe like, a couple of minutes?" He resumed to the task of drying his hair, squeezing the water onto the light grey towel.

"Ah, I see." Iwaizumi watched Oikawa, tapping a finger against his chin. "Need help?"

"Um. . sure." His friend scooted closer to him, and handed him the towel. Iwaizumi ruffled up his hair, the towel making it ten times fluffier than it usually was. "Uh. Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

Oikawa fumbled with his shirt, it being a too big for him, since he had a leaner build. Iwaizumi thought it was cute. "You have to promise you won't tell anyone, though."

"Yeah, of course."

Oikawa took a deep breath, tears spilling out of his eyes once again. "M-my parents. . I don't feel safe with them. As soon as I got home, they yelled at me a lot because we lost the match. Um. I got mad and screamed at them too, but my dad hit me, and it got all out of control. They just kept hitting me, like I was their punching bag." He sniffed. "It hurt. It hurt a lot, Iwa. I thought they loved me. I thought-"

The third-year setter was cut short by arms being wrapped around his waist. "Shut the hell up, Shittykawa. Don't worry about a damn thing. I'll take care of everything."

"How? You can't do anything, you're not that much older than me and I couldn't even do anything." Oikawa sniffled again. "It's not like anyone would believe me anyways, or even care. A lot of people hate me, Iwa-chan."

"Yeah, well. Those who hate you can go on a date with my fist. They just don't really know who you really are inside. They just know who you want them to see. Some self-centered, cocky, arrogant, stupid bastard." Oikawa let out a little 'hey!' which made Iwaizumi laugh, before continuing. "But, I know who that self-centered, cocky, arrogant, stupid bastard really is on the inside. And it's someone I've grown to admire, no matter how much he pisses me off."

"Awe, Iwaaa~!" Oikawa flung his arms around Iwaizumi, making them fall down onto the bed. "Thank you, that was super sweet~"

Iwaizumi blushed. "N-no problem, Shittykawa. Now, get off of me."

Oikawa bit his lip a little and frowned. "But Iwaa. I thought you said you were going to help make me feel better!" Ignoring Iwaizumi's "when the hell did I say that" comment, he spread out his arms and made little gesturing motions with his hands. "I want cuddles, like the ones we used to give each other when we were younger!"

"Aren't we too old for that now?"

"No one's too old for cuddles, Iwa-chan!"

Iwaizumi scoffed, turning Oikawa around and spooning him. "There, happy?"

"Mmm." Oikawa responded, intertwining his fingers with Iwaizumi's. "Thanks, Iwa."

". . Shut up."

chapter 3 !