#polyparents

Where were you rezzed?

“In a snow drift somewhere in a forest. Still don’t know exactly where, but I think it was somewhere deep in the EDZ. Warden won’t tell me, I think he knows exactly where but he refuses to tell. Either way, being born in a snow drift meant that I’m practically immune to the cold.”

How long ago was it?

“Oh, nearly two-thousand years ago now I think.”

Did you have anything in your pockets?

“Not that I can recall-”

“You had a photograph of a family in your pocket.”

“Ah, yes, now I remember. It was an old and worn photo of what I’m assuming was my family in my first life.”

What was your first week alive like?

“Hell. I spent much of it just trying to find a way out of the forest I was in. At least I was fortunate and didn’t succumb to the cold at any point, but starvation and exhaustion was a problem until I found the first village in days and for miles around.”

How did you react to your new role as a Guardian?

“The title of Guardian doesn’t mean anything to me, perhaps even less now than it did a century ago when it came about. I’m just here to do my duty and nothing less.”

Do you have any regrets?

“Too many to regale you with. I don’t think even a Guardian would live long enough to hear them all.”

How did you get your name?

“I believe my Ghost named me.”

“Nope, you named yourself in a way. Your determination to fight through the cold to civilisation, the way you protected every village you had to go to. I think at some point the people described your actions as nothing but vigilance, and you took it from that point.”

“I don’t remember that.”

“You wouldn’t, this was within the first year of your life.”

Does your Ghost have a name?

“He’s called Warden.”

What is your Ghost like?

“He’s steadfast and very brave, keeps me focused often and always lets me know when I have meetings and such. I don’t know where I’d be without him.”

“Dead, probably.”

“He’s a smartass, too.”

How do you feel about the Last City and the Vanguard?

“The Last City is my home and I will protect it with everything I have at my disposal. The Vanguard... they’re something. It’s never been perfected, and fortunately never claimed to be, but even less after Cayde passed. They do their best, though. Always have.”

What’s your favourite place to go?

“Just for a stroll through the City, on the few days off I take. Or into the mountains or forests around the City.”

Do you participate in strikes or the Crucible?

“Crucible, but only on rare occasions and sometimes Crimson Days with my husband and partner. It’s quite amusing to hear Guardians freaking out at the Speaker and his bodyguard causing havoc in the Crucible.”

How do you celebrate the holidays?

“With my partners, Hakim and Null. Occasionally Guardian, when they come home to the Tower.”

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Who is your favourite NPC and who is your least favourite?

“Well considering I’m married to him, the Speaker is my favourite. Osiris can go suck my-”

“AHEM.”

Where do you sleep/call home?

“My apartment in the Tower, of course.”

Do you have any pets or companions?

“Not particularly.”

Does anyone live with you?

“My partners. Vencel did, until a few years ago. Now Guardian comes and goes as they please.”

How do you unwind or comfort yourself?

“I prefer to sit myself in my armchair in the evenings and work on one of the many crochet projects I have going. Alternatively I’ll read, or just spend it cuddling Hakim and Null.”

What would truly break you?

“Losing all I love. Not being able to protect Hakim, like I’m supposed to do given it’s been my job for the past eight centuries - perhaps even longer.”

Most embarrassing moment?

“....”

“He won’t say it, so I will. The time he, Null and Hakim thought they were all hard-nails and tried to brave a haunted house together. Oh, and let’s not forget the time Vigil ran screaming through the Haunted Forest with Guardian and Null.”

“Hey that was a great time-”

“Vigil, you called the Nightmare a cunt.”

“Yes, yes I did do that.”

“You yeeted Guardian across the Forest.”

“That too.”

“And as good as picked Null and Guardian up and charged to the finish with them, only to fall through the floor.”

“Also that.”

Any cherished memories?

“The day I met Hakim, the day I met Null. When Vencel was born-”

“- he cried so hard that day-”

“-and when I asked Hakim and Null to marry me.”

What was your highest and/or lowest point?

“Our wedding day, of course. Lowest point was the Red War as a whole. I wasn’t myself during it, or even afterwards. It really got to me that I failed to protect the Speaker, that Ghaul had managed to kidnap him. Null can tell you just how much of a wreck I was around the Farm for the longest time.”

Views on the enemy races?

“They’re all a pain in the ass. The Fallen are the ones I perhaps feel most sorry for.”

Which enemy race is your most/least favourite?

“I can deal with the Fallen and I’ve ripped apart more than my fair share of Cabal, but Vex and Taken? Now the concepts of what they are, that’s beyond my intelligence.”

What’s your role in a fireteam? (Tank, support, buff/healer, comic relief? Or are you the dead weight?)

“Tank.”

“Seriously, the amount of walls he’s come crashing through is tremendous. Plus, my Guardian can take an inhuman amount of hits from enemy forces. I’m pretty sure he’s not human, outside of the whole Lightbearer thing.”

Do you have any mentors/mentees?

“No and no. While I train my Guard well, I do not consider them my mentees.”

What is your favourite weapon type/favourite weapon?

“Thunderlord.”

“Pfft, more like fists.”

“Thanks, Warden.”

Do you play Gambit?

“Absolutely not.”

How do you feel about the Drifter?

“I don’t trust him and if I were able to without causing my husband some distress, I would have yeeted his ass off the damn Tower by now. I don’t care for the sob-story he’s selling susceptible Guardians, he needs to be gone now.”

If you could be any class/subclass (not just your own), what would you be and why?

“... I’ve always envied how Hakim is able to float like he does...”

What are your thoughts on the Nine?

“I don’t know enough about them to make a fully accurate judgement, but I know that I don’t trust them.”

Any secret crushes or relationships we need to know about?

“I hardly make my relationship with Hakim and Null a secret.”

“Well you used to have a massive crush on Saint-”

“Shut up, Warden.”

Does your Ghost approve, or haven’t you told them?

“He approves, and gets along very well with Vega and Redwood. Even if all three of them like to swap embarrassing stories at times.”

You’re about to go off-planet on assignment, and will only be able to eat protein rations and food gel for a month. What’s your last meal?

“Anything Null or Hakim has made.”

If you could take over any NPC’s job, who would it be and why?

“I don’t know that there really is a job I’d like to take over, I’m content with being head of the Speaker’s Guard and his bodyguard.”

What is the most beautiful sight you’ve seen?

“Watching Hakim roll over in bed and scrunch his face up at the sunlight peeking through the blinds. When Ven was still a baby and would make little ‘ababah’ noises at everything and everyone. When Null showed us their Void form for the first time.”

Do you have a favourite colour?

“.... Neutral whites and greys. Blue is good.”

Show us your favourite outfit!

“I don’t have a fashion taste, let alone a favourite outfit. Hakim... practically picks everything out for me, my fashion taste is that nonexistent.”

What’s your favourite shader?

“I’m not sure yet. Like I said, no fashion taste and this extends to not knowing what colours go well together.”

If you could make a wish to an Ahamkara for anything - no strings attached - what would you wish for?

🌟 When your OC loses all hope, who do they turn to first? What helps make them feel better? What calms them down and reassures them? Why?

It’s not often that Vigil loses all hope, he’s the stubbornly-determined kind to keep going no matter what. HOWEVER. In the event he does lose all hope, he turns to his partners, Hakim and Null, though it’ll be like pulling teeth at first - Vigil is notorious for just kinda spiraling until they can pull him out of it. 

Just being held is the best way to calm him down from anything, and it’ll take Extra Cuddles from Hakim and Null to do the job if Vigil’s lost all hope. He just likes being held by them, particularly by Null because he can just kinda bury himself under them with how fucking Huge they are. With Hakim, Vigil can almost wrap himself around him and he likes to bury his face in his shoulder a lot too. Hiding from the world is how Vigil rolls when it comes to cuddles.

Another means of calming him down is letting him sit down in his armchair for hours on end and just work in his many many many crochet projects until he’s calmed. Despite being a Titan, he doesn’t like to use that power or strength to get his frustrations or miseries out - he doesn’t like being perceived as violent, he’s already massive as far as Titan size goes.

🏡 Describe your OCs ideal house! Give us a tour around! What’s their garden like? Their bedroom? Kitchen? Where is it and how many people live there?

Vigil’s ideal house would be more an apartment in the City, with a balcony large enough for a couple chairs and some plants. He’s not lazy, but an apartment space is easier for him to manage compared to an entire house (this is if he’s living by himself tbh). His bedroom and living room are largely overrun with yarn everywhere, as well as half-finished projects and stacks of blankets that are ready to be handed out to folks in the city. There’s nothing on the floor, however, Vigil likes to keep the floor space intact and clear and has a lot of storage space for all his yarn stashes. Kitchen is small enough to not get too messy, but big enough for an Absolute Unit of a Titan that is Vigilance. He’s got little succulents in pretty much every available window too.

If he’s living with Hakim and Null, he’s got to keep his stashes even tidier so it doesn’t encroach on their space. If he’s busy with work for the Speaker’s Guard, they will start to notice it creeping in and being left out of their appropriate storage boxes. Vigil does have a consistent yarn basket (that used to be a laundry basket, don’t look at him like that >.>) that’s by the foot of his armchair, and a little coffee table with an angle lamp and a yarn bowl on it at all times. He likes to sit out on the balcony too with his works on sunny days, or will often go out there during thunderstorms just to feel the arc dance across his skin and wait for the lightning to strike him. Other times when it’s just raining he’ll sit out there and let a hand dangle over the balcony railings to feel the rain on his skin. He’s old and very sentimental, and lives for moments like that where he can just be.

👀 Describe your OC through the eyes of another person! (bonus + specify who)

Da was big, that much they knew for a fact. Not as big as Baba, but still very big compared to Abbi. He wasn’t as warm as Abbi was, wasn’t as cool as Baba was, but somewhere in-between. He made for good cuddles, able to pick them up and swing them around before bringing them in for a hug - even smushing his beard against their cheek and drawing a pitch of giggles from them. They would laugh, and so would he, before they’d run little fingers through the soft white beard and coo to themselves. Da was soft, and wrapped them up in the blankets he made for the people in the City.

Da also liked to stand out in the rain, and they liked to stand out there with him. He was like a pillar, steadfast when the rain got worse and a thunderstorm would roll in. His voice was like the rumble of thunder, not quite as deep as Baba’s voice but it was close sometimes. They’d stand out there with him before Abbi would call them back inside so they wouldn’t catch a cold. They didn’t always listen to Abbi, too entranced by Da stood there in the rain. 

They didn’t listen one night where the storm was fierce and Baba told them not to run outside to the balcony where Da was stood. They wanted to see the sparks Da was holding in his outstretched hands. They didn’t listen to Da telling them to go back inside, too in awe of how the little sparks of Arc danced across Da’s skin and filled his eyes. They didn’t realise Da was shouting at them until it was too late and they couldn’t stop. Da wrapped them into his arms and brought them close to his chest (a big chest, one that was big enough for them to fall asleep on usually) and almost crushed them with how tight he was holding them.

Thunder roared, the lightning hit, and they screamed as Da pressed them tight and came alive with Arc.

(hi i’ve never written ven’s pov ever in my life also i just really love the thing u wrote on the lightning incident and i wanted to do another take on it)