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I now see this every night🥲

The contrast is crazy

PHEONESS AND FABBY ART

I love their dynamic soooooo much. If only they weren’t enemies.

(Btw part 3 will probably be out sometime today:)

Yay! I finally finished this!

The ieytd AU was created by @wyvchard

I hope you like it I worked really hard on it:D

She wanted me to tell him she absolutely, with all her heart loves it.💙

Such cuties

Omg I wanna join the friend train:D

Agent Pheoness gives your Reginald a sunflower for all his hard work as lead support agent (And cause she wants to be friends too:)

Don’t worry bout her she just gets a lil shy 🥹🌻

ieytd Lore #6 Birds of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 2)

Warnings: Attempts at seduction, mildly suggestive? blood, and violence.

Her heart rate increased tenfold as the heard the slow, melody of the band. What happens if they find out it’s her? She knew she was about hyperventilate as the room swerved in her vision. She couldn’t do this. She looked towards The Fa hesitantly, who signaled her to breathe. She tried to calm down as she felt the cool air fill her lungs, relishing it before letting it go. Then, a realization came to her. She was Agent Pheoness, one of the best agents in the EOD. Agent Phoenix was probably working his butt off in the wine cellar right underneath her feet, and it was her responsibility to do the same.

She COULD and WILL get through this!

She takes a shaky step forward. If they think she’s a dancer, she IS a dancer.

Like a whole different person, she effortlessly glides across the stage, her eyes closed shut to block out all of the eyes on her as she danced gracefully. She was surprisingly wonderful at it. The rhythm of the music slowly enveloped her nerves as she kept going, letting the symphony put her in a trance. The audience surrounded her were mesmerized by her stunning performance.

Meanwhile, Agent Pheonix had found the mimic mask and gave to Juniper. Turns out the wine cellar had a secret map system inside the counter that he found. Pheonix absentmindedly scrolled through the cameras, taking in everyone’s location until witnessing Pheoness. “Dang, how hard did you punch me, Gibs?” The asked, questioning what he was seeing as he rubbed his good eye. “Well, serves you right, scoundrel!” The newly conscious Gibson snaps “Now don’t touch that console!” Pheonix scoffs and chuckles “Oh shut it, and I thought we were getting along! You were much funner when unconscious.” His eyes didn’t look away from the screen, she certainly played the dancer role well.

She came to a halt when the music stopped. Applause from the audience were muffled by her inner thoughts

She just did that.

She chuckled, heading back to The Fabricator who was clapping softly “You were amazing darling, an absolute muse!” She chuckled “Mon chef-d'œuvre!” (French for my masterpiece) “I bet all those nerves got you absolutely exhausted. Go enjoy the party. You’ve earned it.” With one last hug, Pheoness heads out, finally able to return to Pheonix. She strolled through the ballroom. The beautiful chandelier illuminated the huge room as she plowed through the crowd. She was used to people staring at her, but she wasn’t used to other smiling at her. Usually, agents would stare at her because of her abnormality to the rest of them or was ready to make fun of her, but no, they were smiling. Genuinely. Some even complimented her as she made her way towards the wine cellar. She saw the clearing ahead when she felt a grip on her arm.

“Hey, loved your performance, sweetheart~”

Uh-oh, of course it’s the last person she wants to see. And she was so close too. Pheoness turns around to see John Juniper in an extravagant tuxedo. If only she could’ve worn that so she could have the speed to run. “Ah, Mr Juniper.” She purrs in her fake accent “Lovely to see you.” He kisses the back of her hand, and she has to hold back a gag. What a waste of a perfectly good hand “How do you like the party?” He asks, his voice as smooth as sanded wood. “Oh, it’s just wonderful. Sincerest thanks for letting me preform at your mansion.” He laughs softly “It was nothing, sweetheart. You think I could speak to you, privately?” She raises an eyebrow but nods. Maybe it was valuable information. Juniper led her to the balcony. The moon was close to being full as it worked with the stars to light the midnight sky. “Finally, We’re alone~” He remarks in a suave tone, studying how her dressed fit against her curves. Pheoness didn’t understand but still despised the way he looked at her. “So what did wanna talk about?” She says in a slightly stern tones. He snickered as he got closer to her “Oh, I kinda lied about that, sweetheart. I was think of less talking and more…doing~” her body stiffened as she realized his intentions. It was at this point she wished she could’ve passed seduction class. Does she flirt back? Beat him with her high heels? All she knew that whatever he was doing made her extremely uncomfortable. He backed her into the edge of the balcony, pinning her there. Pheoness looked at the fall, considering her options. It was pretty high up; however, she would rather fall to her death than do whatever he was planning. Unfortunately, she had a mission to accomplish and she had to get to Pheonix. She attempted to get out of his grip, but his body held her in place “Mr Juniper, I really need to get back to the party.” Pheoness stammers, cut off when she felt his hands trailing up and down her hips. Yep, death was way better than this. “Oh, Dollface. I just want to have a little fun. After all the party getting boring anyway.” Juniper leaned so close that she could smell the alcohol on his breath. Great, he was drunk too. Pheoness had to assess her options. Attacking him would cause a huge ruckus and blow both her and Phoenix’s cover, falling would probably kill her, and if she plays along….she doesn’t even want to think of that option. She just wanted him 50 million miles away from her, preferably in the ground. She was practically shaking in discomfort as his hands slid up to caress her face, their lips mere inches apart.

“Mister Juniper!”

Juniper turned around, flinging himself away from her, looking at the man at the doors of the balcony. He was also wearing a mask so it was hard to make out his face. “Security wants you. The sprinklers have just been set off for no reason!” John lets out a frustrated growl and nods, heading inside. He took one last glance at her before vanishing into the crowds of people. The masked man lets out a warm, familiar laugh. No, it couldn’t be….he turned around towards her “I also studied the fine arts as well, Agent.” Oh my goodness….it was. Reginald took off his mask and relief flooded through her body as she tackled him in a hug “Reginald! How did you get in here?!” His large arms encircled her waist, holding her gently. “When you disconnected your earpiece, I thought you were in serious danger and came here. I tried to get in as a guess when they mistook me for a security guard! I told agent Pheonix I’m not too old to be fighting like the good old days! You look….different by the way. Lovely change though.” She laughed before actually taking him in. The moonlight hit his honey colored eyes at just the right angle, illuminating them along with his tanned skin. His soft smile glowed brighter than any star in the sky. There was only one way to describe him, absolutely beautiful. She barely had any time to take it in before a huge THUD shook the building. Worry hit her: could it be a bomb? maybe a mine? She felt Reginald protectively grip her hips, an uncontrollable red tint on her cheeks “I’ll see what that was. Check on Agent Phoenix and stay safe.” He directed before speed walking through the panicking crowd. She was released from cloud 9, shaking out of her thoughts and rushing back to the wine cellar.

In the cellar, Pheonix had a mischievous smirk on his face. It quickly turned into a genuine smile as he saw the room “I didn’t know you could cut a rug, missy!” Of course that was the first thing he brought up. “I had a passion for it when I was younger, okay? End of story. Did you hear that explosion?” Pheonix cackled “Hear it?! I caused it!” Her eyebrows lifted “What?! How?!” He pointed at a small red button on the table that said “Front mines.” but, there seems to be a button with “rear mines” as well “Would you like to do the honors?” Phoenix asked. “I don’t know..Reggie’s here and I don’t wanna accidentally kill him…” Phoenix smirks at her knowingly “It’ll be fine. No ones getting hurt.” He reassured. Pheoness’s hesitant expression turned into a sneaky grin as she set of the last of the lines with a loud

BOOM!

Ahem….@wyvchard

When fanfiction writers go overboard with the angst of your favourite character:

Me:

ieytd Lore #6 Bird of a feather infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 1)

(Nothing really happens in Jet Set or Eaves drop besides the two getting into some chaos and Pheoness getting poisoned by the death by chocolate)

Warnings: Violence, alcohol use

The duo were FINALLY able to sneak into the Wine cellar of Juniper’s mansion. The gathering in the ballroom was so lively that even a few floors under they could hear muffled chatter and music. “I told you it was on the bottom floor! The Wine cellars are ALWAYS on the bottom floor!” Pheoness scoffed “Well how was I supposed to know?! If this dang mansion was put in the sea, people would mistake it for a whale!” Pheonix retorted back. The two bickered like young siblings until a swift fist to the face sent Pheonix stumbling backwards. Pheoness quickly grabbed the figure’s wrist, flinging them into the ground. The person on a ground was a man who looked like he was in 40s. His almost pitch black eyes were filled with malice. “You two…” he hissed before sending a kick to Pheoness’s stomach. She yelped in pain and her grip on him loosened, allowing him to escape from her grasp. The strange man started bolting to the exit before Pheonix tackled him to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. Pheoness, recovering from the last blow, helps pin his arms down. The man was flailing around vigorously like an vicious cat, occasionally shouting for Juniper. If he got to loud or was able to escape, their whole cover would be blown. Fortunately, a good punch in the noggin from Pheonix knocked him unconscious. Pheoness, coughing softly, fist bumped Pheonix “Good work, kid.” She panted, clearly out of breath. “Put him in the box.” She points to a large crate in the middle of the wine chamber. The two slowly drag the unconscious body in the crate, making it near impossible to escape. Pheonix locks the main door of the wine cellar, barricading it well. He let out a slight wince in pain as the adrenaline started wearing off and clutched the eye that was slugged. Noticing this, Pheoness took his face gently in her hands, examining it. “You should probably get that eye checked out after this, it’s blackening already. That guy had a nasty left hook.” She said before letting go of his face. “I can’t really see out of it..” Pheonix admits sheepishly as he wraps a spare napkin around his swelled up eye like an eyepatch. “Reginald? We’re fine. We just had a quick….interruption.” Pheonix spoke into his earpiece “PHEONESS! DONT DO THAT!” He took an eye off of her for five seconds and she was chugging a bottle of wine with a tag that said “Juniper hated it.” wrapped around its top. “Screw Juniper, this is delicious.” She muttered, using her telekinesis to pass him another bottle “Take a drink yourself and we’ll get on with this mission.” Pheonix sighed and took the bottle, taking a swig of it.

“Gibson!” A familiar voice yelled through the communication systems. “Get me my regular with two glasses! And quickly!” Junipers voice had a hint of aggression and weariness to it. He was in a bad mood for sure, probably due to Pheonix ransacking through the Fabricator’s office. They take the two glass cups and put it in the transporter. Pheoness is tempted to put the bottle she was drinking in the chute to purposely annoy Juniper for the poisoned cake, but decided not to. It would probably blow their cover anyways. “Pheonix, this one has a tag that says ‘Be careful: last bottle.’ You think this could be it?” Pheonix examines the bottle carefully “It’s probably our best bet.” They put the bottle in the chute and send it to the ballroom, praying that it was the correct bottle. The silence was agonizing before they heard Juniper’s voice again “Thanks, Gibs. I needed this..” He sighs, a little calmer than usual before clearing his throat and reverting to his harsh tone “I need the mimic mask. Now.” The mimic mask! It’s somewhere in here, but where? The two search and drink, and search, but for once in their life, there were no clues. Juniper grew very impatient, sometimes even shouting into the intercom. “I don’t get it! We search every inch of this place, where is that mimic mask!?” She exclaimed, defeat was familiar to her before she met her found family, but this was the first time she felt it afterwards. Pheonix frowns softly when seeing her depressed state. He noticed that guy who attacked them, who they now know as Gibson, dropped his hat when they were fighting. The agent put it on his head, imitating the servant. Pheoness is confused by his goofy display, she cracks a smile, laughing softly. Phoenix accidentally dropped the hat, which the two didn’t mind, but they soon found out on the inside was a hidden paper, it was finally the clue they needed. “Yes!” She shouted “Now, let’s figure out what this-“ Pheoness’s joy was quickly replaced with fear as they heard an aggressive knock on the door. “Hey, Gibs! Is that girl dancer with you? We haven’t seen her and she’s supposed to preform in 10!” The two looked at each other, internally panicking. What were they supposed to do?! If they don’t respond, whoever’s behind the door would get suspicious. Pheoness sighs defeatedly, her heart pounding while she takes off her jacket, her white undershirt being revealed. “Stay out of sight.” She whispers to Pheonix before walking to the door, getting a bottle of wine as she does. Pheonix knew she has a plan, but what was it? Pheoness opens the door slightly, putting a strand of hair to cover her left eye. She is met by one of Juniper’s security and she tries to imitate the Fabricators accent. “Why, sorry. I just had to have a drink before I preform, it’s only tradition.” She purrs “Well, cmon, follow me. You need to change into your dress.” The security guard commands walking to the ballroom. She disconnects her earpiece so the sound of Reginald’s voice won’t blow her cover. “WHAT ARE YOU -?!” Phoenix exclaimed in a hushed whisper. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Find the mimic mask and get the briefcase.” She replied before following the security guard to the dressing room. Turns out, Pheoness can be an actress herself.

The dressing room was filled with beautiful outfits and garments. They looked extremely expensive as well, typical Juniper. An older woman was in the room “Oh, there you are! And I thought you weren’t going to show!” As soon as the woman started speaking, Pheoness instantly knew who it was. None other than the Fabricator herself! Pheoness had to hide her shock, for this is the first time seeing her in person. “Well, come now. Get into your dress. I still need to put your makeup on.” Dresses and heels weren’t really her style, but she couldn’t lie, her outfit was absolutely gorgeous. It was a blue satin dress, embedded with sapphires at her waist and hips. It was hard not to trip in it, but she had to admit she digs the new look. As the Fabricator was gently applying makeup to her face, Pheoness spoke up in a slight accent, since she had to hide her voice “Fabricator…is it normal to feel like you’re about to throw up your intestines before preforming?” The Fabricator let out a soft chuckle “Of course, dear. You just got a little stage fright, that’s all. I promise, you’re going to kill it out there.” She nods as The Fabricator steps back to admire her work “You look beautiful, darling. Absolutely stunning.” Pheoness looks down at herself, she’s never worn anything different from her regular suit and pants, but she doesn’t mind it. “Let’s get you out there..” She says, intertwining her arm with Pheoness’s. For being an evil genius, The Fabricator’s surprisingly more sweet and caring than she thought. Before they knew it, they were backstage, the ballroom mere feet ahead of them. The woman could feel her trembling at the mere sight of the crowd and her breathing growing unsteady. Pheoness just wanted to sneak back to Pheonix. She never asked for this. She felt The Fabricators other hand gently caresses her arm “It’s okay, dear. You’re alright. Take a deep breath. Here.” She places a blue mask in Pheoness’s hand, similar to the one she saw on Juniper’s jet, just without the x-ray vision. “Your own finishing touch, just let the rhythm of the music flow through you.” Pheoness’s muscles slightly loosen but she’s still shaking with nervousness as the lights of the ballroom fade into darkness. “That’s your cue, go get em.” As if it were some sort of nightmare, there she was. On the main stage of the ballroom, with the blinding spotlight on her, all eyes were on her and only her.

(It might be a day or two before I post the next part cause there’s gonna be like 3 or 4 parts:/

Handler week Final Day

(Sorry I’m a little behind I had some personal issues)

They sent a card to Reggie on the last day of Handler week. This is what it said

“Hey Reggie! I’m so sad we can’t officially pamper you anymore. If it weren’t for you, me and Pheoness would probably be somewhere in heaven right now. You’re as much of a great friend as you are a Handler and we love you so much! Thanks for everything you’ve done for the both of us -Agent Pheonix❤️

“To Reginald. Well, I’m not good at this sentimental crap but I’ll try my best. Handler week was a very much deserved week for you. After all, you’re working your butt off all day to keep me and Pheonix alive. I can’t go on without saying thank you for not abandoning me when everyone else did. My life wouldn’t have been the same if it weren’t for you and Pheonix Sincerely, Agent Pheoness💙”

(I added some scars on Pheonix and Pheoness btw>:)

STAWP!

IM TRYING TO REFRAIN MY OBSESSION FOR REGINALD

THIS DOES NOT HELP SHDJSKFNCKSKGKSNCJXJDNCJGKEMCJR

What do you think your Phoenix and Reginald would look like as Zoraxis agents? :3

ooh now this is a fun prompt!! here they are :3

i’d imagine that in this timeline, Reginald grew disillusioned with the Agency’s treatment of their field agents and became a Zoraxis turncoat operative that went by the codename “Rubble.” Zor quickly realized that he was much more valuable as a handler due to his intimate knowledge of Agency operations. he was assigned to a young, nameless operative that no one else would work with due to their extreme disregard for the rules and unusually destructive nature, and after a few missions realized how much of an asset they had the potential to be. he was the one who gave them the nickname Operative Matchstick after he was questioned for sending them into a highly secure building alone, saying that a fuse only requires a single, well-applied match. they succeeded on their mission and blew up the building once they were done, cueing the higher-ups in on what Reginald had realized long ago.

since everyone else refused to work with them, Reginald himself was often recon and backup for Matchstick. reports started coming in of a strange man in a dark trench coat appearing places before vanishing without a trace. within a day or two, everywhere he went, destruction was certain to follow. if he was seen in a building, you could be certain that that very night, it would be burned to the ground. thus, the Agency started calling him The Raven; the black-clad omen of death.

soooooo yeah! the Agency would really have their hands full with these two. let’s be glad that in canon, Agent Phoenix has morals

I just realized I was spelling Phoenix wrong the entire time

HOW COME NO ONE TOLD ME ITS NOT SPELLED PHEONIX BUT PHOENIX

That’s a nice husband you got there, Juniper.

It would be a shame

if someone were to

steal him😈

somewhat of a sequel to this ... it's a good time for the handler himself to find someone to smooch. unfortunately, for some reason That Fucking Guy is interested in helping him.

Update on The two’s little “hangout”

They are having much fun having a John Juniper marathon.

Also, if you’re asking why the heck they are in onesies, Phoenix found out about their meeting and promised he’d keep out of it if they wore them, he apparently didn’t keep his promise.

Handler week day 6

GUYS…..

She’s shooting her shot

But here’s the thing

She’s still tryna convince herself what she’s feeling toward Reginald is strictly platonic cause 1, she hasn’t experienced any form of love in YEARS and 2, it’s against the agency rules and she doesn’t wanna get him fired.

(Phoenix knows though😏)

Handler Week Day 5!

Instead of posting art like I regularly do, I want to make an animation meme for my platonic husband. And that’s what I did:). (Sorry the timings a little off)

The art is mine but the coding goes to its rightful owners on scratch

Scratch link:

https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1070277799/

AHSNEICJTNSFIDJDNXJFJXNDNZJCMX I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AAAAAAAH THANK YOU

I did some other thing

First Meeting with Pheoness and Pheonix

"Hello, you two must be Agent Pheonix and Agent Pheoness. The name's Agent 13-12... Also known as Agent Phoenix in another dimension." They give a wry smile at that fact. "There are a lot of us running around between dimensions. It's a pleasure to meet you." They held out their hand.

Context here

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@agentpheoness, I hope it's alright to draw them. 😅 I messed Pheoness' bangs a bit, sorry about that.

I was trying out a new style.

CAN WE PLS DO THIS?!

So, I had an idea.

If you guys have the time, can you all make a full body of your style of Reginald and send it to me by 9/21 so we can do a big collab for the last day of Handler week?

I really would like it.

Can I join the movie night 🥺🥺?

Ollie did his best to disguise his shock at the invitation. He could somewhat wrap his head around Phoenix being willing to run a mission with him since they’d done it once before (albeit with Ollie having no idea) but this? He certainly wasn’t complaining, seeing as moments ago he thought he might never see Phoenix again due to their infrequent visits to Agency headquarters, he was just confused.

“Reginald’s address is technically classified, so I’ll come get you,” Phoenix was saying as they turned and continued down the hall.

“What’re we watching?”

“It’s Reginald’s choice, so probably a John Juniper flick. Ever heard of him?”

first ~ prev ~ next

good old impulsive Agent Phoenix lol

I swear if someone does I will absolutely lose it. I’d kill for fanart😍

Reblog if it's OK for other artists to draw your OCs

Sometimes I get too timid to send asks to ask. I want to see how many people are ok with artists drawing their OCs!

Day 3 of Handler Week

Just a silly lil pic of an AU where Pheonix and Pheoness actually die. Poor guy🥺

Ahhh Tysm!

All the creators I know have already been given an award 👍

:🤎 ~ BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people (or more) who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out!!!!! ~ 🤎

YIPPPEEEEE thak you Captain :3

Im too tired to gonthroufh 8 peoples blogs so get tagged

@creatorbiaze @zyrtecbrainrot @tomkittycat @aredeemantagonist

@star-tb @starrykinstellation @diseasedflesh @jabberwock-islanders

IEYTD The Musical song idea:D

OG Idea and song title: @kayssweetdreams

Working on the song with: @pandagobrr

Okay. I was thinking “The Star Always shines.” Would take place during Safe and Sound and transition to Rising Pheonix (Where John eventually dies)

Lyrics (Not done and is open to change and suggestions)

Handler?: Well hello there agent, I see you are awake. Everything’s alright now, just relax and have some cake. There’s no reason to worry, I can’t assure you more. The info’s safety stored Just don’t open that drawer! (Pheonix pries open the drawer)

(Already done with them) Great. Pheonix: Everything looks normal, so I shouldn’t get worked up. But why then is there is strange, abnormal feeling in my gut. He sounds like who he says he is, but I still have my doubts. (Grabs the lighter) Guess there’s only One way To find out. (Pheonix takes the lighter and burns the agency logo. The logo easily burns and reveals that they aren’t in the agency. A loud, long series of maniacal laughter comes from Handler as his voice converts to another familiar one. John Juniper’s)

Pheonix (speaking sarcastically): Great performance.

Juniper (Speaking in a smug tone while taking off his mimic mask): I try.

Juniper (Singing) You caught me, clever Agent. Color me impressed. but don’t think you already won For I already arranged your death (The laser cage surrounds Pheonix) Ever since I met you, taking your life has been my passion. Take your final bow cause it’s Lights! Camera! Action!

(Any ideas for the chorus?)

If one for Reginald is made this is what I would do

Scream

cry happy tears

Roll on the floor clutching my phone

Vibrate through the ground

You get the idea

I completely forgot to post this but a while ago I had an idea - IEYTD but like one of those dating sims - so here!

Also one without my Phoenix so, if you want to, feel free to draw your Phoenix in (Please tag me if you do! I love seeing people’s designs)

I will definitely be doing more of these with other characters!

Handler week day 3!

Less than halfway through Handlers week! So I made some assorted cuddlies🥺🥺🥺

My random Brain thinking Random thing

I feel like everyone in the Agency has to be like SUPER fit to become an agent, so I feel like this would happen at least once

EOD employee: *makes fun of Reginald’s dad bod* Reginald: 🥺🥺 Pheonix and Pheoness spawning with every single weapon imaginable: Were you saying something about our Handler?

Cue Pheoness, Pheonix, and Reginald platonically cuddling

Handler week day 2!

For day #2 of Handler week I wanted to draw my favorite OC x Canon ship Reginess (Reginald x Pheoness) I am actually kinda impressed of how it turned out

they got tea💛💙

…..and I’ll add this cause why not

Ieytd Lore #5 Whispers of The past

“Alright, fine. I’ll tell her, but you owe me.”

Phoenix’s annoyed mumbling becomes audible to her as Pheoness regains consciousness. Slightly bloody and burned wraps covered her body. “Pheonix…” Her voice was a low groan, mixed with both fatigue and soreness. “Oh, Pheoness..you’re awake.” He hung up the phone that was in his hand. “W…who was that…?” Pheoness muttered, trying to sit up but her torso was entangled in soreness, along with the rest of her body. “Oh, that’s Reginald. We…or you…have another mission.” Pheonix’s comment was met with another weary groan from her “Tell him I’m dead. I’m too tired for this.”

Pheonix laughs softly “I don’t think you wanna miss this mission.” “And why is that?” Pheonix throws her a thin paper slip. The mask logo on it was oddly familiar as she observed it from between her fingers “I’m guessing it has to do with that overrated actor Reggie was gushing about at the theater?” Pheonix nods “He says he has info on the attack, but he’s in Europe right now so you lucky duck gets to fly there on his own private jet tonight to meet him. Reginald wanted to come but the higher ups wouldn’t allow it.” Of course Reginald wanted to come, but it would really be nice to have some more personal time with him. Just to talk about the agency, nothing unprofessional. “Fine…I’ll go…I better get ready.” Pheoness sighs, getting up. Though, she feels a gentle grip on her arm “Wait…Pheoness…we need to talk about…the theater incident.” His voice seemed more gentle and concerned than normal. “Pheonix, it’s really nothing-“ “Don’t lie. Whatever happened in there was way more than nothing.” She questioned on whether to tell him, but..how did he see all of that…? No one has ever seen what she has before. She lets out an exhale, removing Pheonix’s hand from her arm. Her voice was shaky, What she was gonna confess wasn’t something she was used to talking about. They weren’t pretty memories to say the least. “Okay, but you better not tell this to ANYONE. Even Reginald. I’ll tell him when the time is right.” Pheoness nods slowly with a worried look as she began “You know how you voluntarily joined the agency to do some good in the world?” Pheonix nodded

“Well, I didn’t get that choice”

“W…what do you mean…? I thought all members were voluntary…..” Her expression darkens, painful memories coming back to her. “Don’t you ever question why you never see me go home after our missions? Why I’ve never talked about my life outside the agency?” She sighs “I don’t remember much, but I do remember having a family and a regular life…that’s all I know though. Not even my parents faces are familiar to me…” she rubs her temple before continuing “I was a smart kid, top of my class, so when I started to get common headaches, everyone thought it was just from workin hard at school. But..they started to grow longer and more painful. My parents knew something was up so they took me to the hospital. I can’t remember the exact details but something was incredibly wrong with my brain. It was so bad that I was on the verge of death. But, the Agency found me. Only they had the groundbreaking technology to cure me…the only problem was, the process was extremely costly and would use most of the research they’ve been building up to this point. So, they gave my parents a decision. They would save me only if I could work for them the rest of my life. My parents wouldn’t be able to see me due to Agency rules….you could guess what they chose, considering that I’m here…The surgery gave me the telekinetic implant in my head and the agency has owned took care of me ever since. Raised me, trained me to be the best of the best. After, I claimed my new name, Pheoness. I don’t even know if I have another name. Well, you know the rest. How my closed off attitude steered away tens of potential friends and Handlers and all that…”

Pheonix, who was hanging on to every word she was saying, had a small frown on their lips “I’m…. really sorry Pheoness….I guess that explains your personality but what does it have to do with the theater attack..?”

“I guess I forgot to tell you one crucial little detail.” Pheoness added, a weight being lifted off her shoulders. She’s been closed off for so long she forgot what it feels like to be vulnerable. “Zor heard about my little surgery. They thought of me as an imminent threat if that surgery succeeded. So, they sent their best assassins out to kill me. I don’t remember anything regarding what happened on the surgery but Director Morales told me one of the assassins got a bullet through my head, making the telekinetic implant malfunction. Somehow, I survived, but at a price. Rarely, my telekinetic impact glitches and sends me back in time. Usually, it takes me to my worst moments. I’m guessing that’s what we saw at the theater.” Pheonix, taking the information in asks “And….the silhouette that was stopping you..?” Pheoness puts on her suit as the sun sets over the horizon, a reminder that her mission was getting near “That was new. I cannot explain who or what that was. Can we stop talking about this? I’ve already moved on from my past.” Pheonix nods before wrapping his arms around her “Thank you for telling me. I know it’s hard for you.” Pheoness awkwardly hugs back, but his affection made her feel like the sun was shining upon her skin. “Alright, kid I gotta get going. Juniper’s not gonna interview himself.” Pheoness gives him a small squeeze before leaving for her flight.

psst… heard what happened to your Juniper animatic. it really sucks when that happens!! i don’t want to step on your toes when it comes to making something for that song, butttt if you lose motivation or decide not to finish your animatic for whatever reason, let me know and i’ll finish the job ;]

ACTUALLY?!

Wow, thank you. Means a lot❤️

I’ll keep you updated:)

It’s Handler week, baby!

If you didn’t know, Handler week was a code name for some sort of even on the official I expect you to die website. I thought it was some sort of holiday before, but why not make it a holiday? And so that’s what this is! A week to honor our favorite voice in our ear💛

Reginess Art?

Since tomorrow is the start of Handler week, I want to try to make a decision for something I’ve been thinking about. My brain has been hyper focused on my fav OTP (Reginald x Pheoness) I want to maybe make some art for them but I don’t have artist block. Any ideas how I could draw these cuties?