Vanguard × Prism

♀️she/her 💞Aaron Keener💞

Aaron is my light when everything falls apart. He is my gospel and anchor.

💕My own tag: VanguardxPrism

I love The Division lore.

Familiar with/know of: Detroit: Become Human/Castlevania series/FFVII/Resident Evil 0 2 3 4 6 9/Stardew Valley/Ace Attorney series, etc.

Find me:

X: @Callsign_Prism | Bilibili (backup, aways here): Evelyn_Anderson

Tumblr main @callsign-prism | side blog 1: @safe-house-division | side blog 2: @safe-house-defender

DNI list:

🚫Politically Correct Police

🚫Romantic selfship doubles （what's romantic selfship doubles）

Too many to fit. Don't worry, I'm as stable as C4. For softer cases I'll reach out first.

I stand by this:

Everyone has the right to headcanon or interpret canon however they want on their own space. Free to add tags — or not.

For example, I see Aaron as an anti-hero... and then some.

So I'll say it — Politically Correct Police DNI. I've seen too much of it over the years.

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Timeline: ???

[Dusk. Evelyn and Keener are out for a walk.]

Evelyn: Slow down. We're taking a walk, not going for a run.

[A man with a knife suddenly appears from around the corner.]

Mugger: Oi! Give me your money!

Keener: [step back] Whoa! Okay...okay, please don't hurt me…

Mugger: Cut the crap! Give me your wallet, now!

Evelyn: ... ...

Keener: My wife has the money. [Steps aside, looks at Evelyn.]

Timeline: Nov. ??,2019

Evelyn Anderson used to think she was a good person.

As community liaison officer Anderson, her efficiency was as consistently outstanding as her marksmanship. The people in the community had a good impression of her, too.

A proper upbringing ensured she would never scheme about things that weren't allowed.

Her paternal grandfather, a veteran who had served for years and retired with discipline etched into his bones, teaching by word and example. Her grandmother, kind on most days but not above reaching for a feather duster to set her straight. And her parents, who had met at a shooting range, a place where rules were strictly observed.

The military academy application that was denied. A position under the Sheriff's Office, yet not as an officer. Whatever time remained spent at the range: practice, hit the target, tally the score, day after day, on repeat.

When she was recruited as an agent, she said yes without hesitation, but inside, there wasn't much of a ripple.

Not until the virus broke out and she was activated did the days stop feeling so unbearable. After all, being an agent came with far more sense of purpose than being a community liaison... right?

Aaron Keener... in a way, was what she wanted to become.

That didn't mean she wanted to go rogue. She had absolutely no such intention.

But whether it was the shift from fury to composure, or achieving his objectives and shaking off pursuers time after time, or even breaking with temporary allies, he was like that bullet that pierced through every target and altered reality itself.

Calm. Efficient. Decisive. He had the power to seize control of reality and reshape it.

Her reality was changing too. But it was changing too slowly, always lingering at the doorstep, so he opened the door.

Still, she didn't understand why he'd allowed her to call him Aaron.

One day, a conversation like this took place between them.

"Sigh..."

"What's wrong, my princess?"

"Ugh... that's disgusting. Can you be normal?"

"Fine. What's wrong, Agent?"

"What even is all this stuff?"

Keener laughed, same as always.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop messing around."

"...It's just, that, um, why... did you suddenly start calling me Evelyn?"

Keener didn't answer right away. Instead, he picked up his glass and took a tactical sip of water. When he set it down, he accidentally placed it on the base of the desk lamp, but it stayed balanced.

"Then let's start with how you became an agent."

"Me? I originally wanted to go to military academy, but my family absolutely refused. Then... one day I happened to meet a certain senior, and he told me about the Strategic Homeland Division. Nothing special, really."

"Oh? Why did you want to go to military academy?"

"Maybe because of my grandpa. He's like you, served for years. Oh… after that, he returned to New York and transferred to the National Guard. ”

"But you said they wouldn't allow it."

"They thought sitting in an office was safer. That was the only reason."

"Amherst's virus changed a lot of things. If it weren't for his virus, I'd probably still be sitting in some Wall Street office right now."

"Sometimes I think about that too. If it weren't for his virus... I'd probably still be a liaison officer, bored out of my mind every day, unable to do anything."

"That's exactly it, you need the virus. Otherwise every day would be boring."

"Ah... no, that's not what I meant. Keener, I'm a Division agent."

"Call me Aaron, Evelyn. I get that you're a Division agent — but do you? You need this identity. Let me help you recall something. The first time you pulled the trigger and watched the target go down, what were you thinking? Was it 'I'm protecting civilians,' or 'So this is what it feels like'?"

"I'm... not sure."

"Don't lie to yourself. I mean it." Keener continued, satisfied. "I knew the Division's files couldn't be trusted. Someone with terrifyingly fast efficiency is definitely more than just 'highly capable.'"

🤔Reading "Agent Running In The Field".

"Apart from their own two feet, there's not a single belief in their entire body that can hold them up" lmao

Selfship is when you insert yourself into a relationship with a fictional character, it can be romantic, familial, or other types.

Doubles are other people who also selfship with the same character.

So "romantic selfship doubles" means people who have the same F/O (fictional other) as me in a romantic context.

Every time I go to see Aaron, I think: in the story Ubisoft writes, we probably won't see him get released, because the whole series might end there.

But mine? Not Nashville, not fried (the skin was sticky...), not even hot. Just... chicken.

I made this on Jan. 15, 2026

I can't draw, and I feel like drawing requires more skill. However, in the selfship community, I see way more selfship art than selfship fics.

So I wanted to make a poll: