#breadthewrite

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Other than my own Oc (Vigia), Gaz, but purely due to the irony of him replacing Gaz in every DAMN fanfic (its annoying). Despite that I think its kinda cute! (Also Gaz is literally THE prettiest man in the world)

Special Mentions: Soap and Horangi (separarelly) as well, bcs I like the possible dynamics

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Stiletto (theyre besties your honor)

My unpopular opinion about this character

Hes definitelly overated lmao, specially for what he's "worth" (yes I still like him, yes im generic)

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon

This also goes for every other canon operator in Kortac/Specgru, but I kinda want them to have their own little trailers, specially to give more context to the character (bonus point If Konig ends up being trans FtM)

It doesnt even have to go TOOO in depth or lore filled like the ones from BOCW, Vanguard has some nice ones imo

But luckily, he met someone who was willing to aid him. A friend. 

Vigia was no stranger to these types of blackouts. They’ve suffered from that in the past but have since “healed”. 

So they knew that something as simple as giving a firm squeeze on Octo’s hand was enough to calm him down. 

It was something that they’d more often do post missions. It reminded them to breathe. That they were still alive. 

And was Octo glad Vigia would do that for him. He felt calmer, healthier, and would lie If he said that he wasn't starting to grow attached to it. And It was as If Vigia silently agreed with him.

It had a simple plan that benefitted them both and that worked most of the time. 

Keyword…most.

During another afternoon It happened again, before he could breathe again he had found himself on top of another poor man’s body. He could only barely remember what led to it. A faint blur was that It was.

It was both too cold and too warm, the feeling of fresh blood on his hands. 

His mind was too full and to empty for him to properly think.

A breath, then suddenly another gasp. The blur-ish figure in his Head finally making some sort of form.

“Where’s Vigia” 

Almost in a panic he stood up, almost slipping on the remains of the dead man. 

He couldnt have killed the only person that cared. 

He couldnt have killed the only one that was there. 

He couldnt- 

The thought was too much to bear.

He had done this once before.

He couldn’t have done It again.

He even found himself starting to tear up and-

“Octo-” 

That familiar voice, It was like hearing an angel sing, a very rough and ragged angel. 

“-are you back?” 

They asked carefully. Too carefully. As If there was a fine rope holding him back that could break again at the slightly raise of a voice.

But what really was the least string was the sight. 

Even from under the mask Octo could tell Vigia has a broken nose. Maybe broken teeth as well. And who knew what they were hiding behind that arm over their stomach. 

Octo didn't even need to answer them

“Did I…do this?” 

Vigia didn't seem to flinch. Or be in pain. They were just sitting on the floor, holding onto their stomach. 

“I’m fine”

They also didn't directly answer

And Octo knew why

“I did this.” 

He said, almost hyperventilating. Taking some steps back as If It was his first time seeing a dead body. 

Vigia immediately called out to him

“I’m fine. I really am, I just- Wait…where are you going?” 

Before any other words could be said he was running away. 

From what? 

Himself

Why did he do It?

Why to them?

Why? Why? 

He was too dangerous. 

Better locked up and killed. 

How could he do that? Again?

It just proved that he had no self control. And thus, needed to keep his distance.

For their safety.

…

It had been a couple of days after that “incident”. Vigia recovered in no time.

And It seemed that it had affected more Octo than them. The one that got actually injured.

Octo grew distant. Feeling like he constantly was walking on eggshells. 

Their daily touch and silent comfort suddenly vanished. Him moving away every time Vigia tried to make a move.

And It hurt.

So much.

But he just bit his tongue and kept It up for the sake of them.

But they didnt like that. Not at all. And was determined to change It even with force. 

…

Another mission had just ended, they were safe and back at the helicopter. 

Before the incident, they'd hold each other’s hand the whole trip back.

But now, the moment Octo sat besides Vigia, he took his hands to himself. 

But they werent gonna let It be this time.

Suddenly, Vigia placed his hand on top of Octo’s, interlocking their fingers with his and giving It a firm squeeze. 

Something in Octo awakened again. The same feeling he had felt when they First touched hands.

But with the guilt and fear still within him, he tried to tug his hand away. 

Just to realize Vigia wasn’t letting go

“You're not letting go of his hand…” 

They said almost in a threat. But It was out of fear that Octo might grow distant again

“...please” 

Vigia would rather have his other eye plucked out than admit How much he had grown to care for Octo. How much his…presence meant for them. It reminded them that they were, in fact, alive.

In contrast, Octo’s hand was shaking more and the helicopter itself. He struggled to remain calm and think properly. 

Too many thoughts. Too many worries at once. 

And after countless internal conflicts, he finally gave in. And It was overwhelming, but in a good way. 

Tears started falling and sticking into his mask, the goggles even becoming foggy because of his ragged breathing. But the trembling didn't stop either. 

“I’m sorry…I just- …I was scared I might-” 

His speech was quickly cut off again when he felt Vigia’s hand on the back of his head, pulling It to his shoulder so they could do a half hug. 

They didn't need any words after this. 

It was comfortable, the silence. 

And to finally feel the warmth again.

Octo’s worries melted away in an instant. He knew he was still dangerous…but…he was glad he now had someone that could ground him.

🟠 Orange- What is a trait your OC hides about themself from others? Do they refuse to acknowledge it or begrudgingly accept it?

Yama's has already been answered in a previous ask :3

Vigia: Almost everything abt his mental ilnesses. They KNOW they have them (aka acknowledge It) but hide It in fears of being see as "weak"/"freak"

🟢 Green- What is considered a weakness in your OC that is actually a strength? What is a strength in your character that can be twisted into a weakness?

Yama: A weakness that can become a strenght IS the Fact He's too DAMN cocky and at times, wich I mean makes him more fearless lmao A strenght that can  be Twisted into weakness is the fact he WILL sacrifice himself for someone else (depending on who that someone is). Leading to him becoming a literal meat shield and/or easily manipulated

Vigia: They're paranoid, like REALLY. But I mean since they do work in the infiltration line of work It does benefit them by always keeping him on High alert Theyre very well planned, tho this can lead then to get VERY stressed when soemthing started getting out of hand

🪩 Disco Ball- What was an achievement that your OC felt worthy of celebrating? Was it a personal victory or a big impact on everyone around them?

Yama: An achievement he celebranted was when he was fresh out of the Yakuza and finished his First misson/task as a mercenary. It was a personal victory That led him to loving the occupation/thrill of it and becoming a full time merc

Vigia: There were many.

1. When they got gender reafirming surgery

2. When they got married

3. When their daughter was born Etc... Most of them were somewhat connected to their late wife lmao

⚽️ Soccer Ball- Who is someone that your OC believes in and roots for? Are they private about their admiration or do they make it well known?

Yama: Unsurprisingly Naga lmao. Also its very much obvious to everyone