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STOP IT

I’m gonna cry. Again. 😭😭😭

part two of my sad ass ieytd fic

Pheonixes first thought when waking up were 

Ugh! Todays cancelled, Five more minutes

wich was promptly followed by 

Ow, just, ow

Then, finally:

fuck. oh shit OH FUCK IM STILL ALIVE!? AGAIN?! 

God I really need to stop waking up like this…

This was the point they realized that the predicament they were in, well it was bad to say the least. They were trapped, bleeding out under who knows how much rubble of the unstable wreckage of a building probably still on fire from a massive explosion of a nuke, one which definitely should have killed them when the 32 storey death drop in a steal trap didn’t. 

They checked their earpiece, and sent out a mental signal

[Crain…] they started, begging that their mental link to him was still working. 

[please If you can hear me, I-I need you, bad. I’m alive. I’m still down here and I can’t see a world were I get out of here by myself. please give me a sign your getting this I… I don’t…]

They waited for a response, a sign, anything that would point to his signal being received…

A terrible silence was all that followed.

[Please, reg, I.. I don’t wanna die all alone, not like this.]

oh god please not like this

No answer, not even a sound.

They were on their own.

Reginald pov

it had been two days since the peace summit, two days without hearing from his agent, and it felt wrong. Usually he would wake up, check in on Phoenix, who would almost always keep him occupied with stupid stories and questions for hours, and if not that, he was going to a meeting to discuss strategy and next steps, always eager to figure out phoenixes next assignment. he always looked forward to their missions together, and always felt responsible when something went wrong.

when Phoenix was assigned the mission to destroy the death engine, well let’s just say he wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. 

He knew, even with the escape pod detaching from the station before it detonated, and the training and the countless backup plans that would ensure Phoenix made it back definitely not unscathed but at the very least alive, he knew that their was a high chance that that would be their last mission together, and of course Phoenix knew this to, and stupidly, bravely, but mostly stubbornly, threw themselves headfirst into the mission without a second thought because they knew it needed to be done. 

———————————————————————

On their way to board the death engine, Reginald could feel Phoenix fear through the mental link. It was weak, almost lost under the stronger feeling of determination, which was definitely there as well.

“Agent, I want to say something before you get up there”

A short pause came before phoenixes response

[has the mission changed sir?]  he could hear mentally in his mind, his heart broke when he picked up the hopefulness in the link, they really didn’t want do this, did they?

“No, the plan hasn’t changed, I…”

They were about to do something highly discouraged by the agency, and slightly unprofessional by its standards, but he didn’t care, if this was their last mission, they wanted them to know.

“I think after all this time together, you don’t need to call me sir anymore agent.. “

Another pause, a much longer one..

[okay… but I’m not sure what other title to give you.. I can’t really think of a stand in for sir.. at least not right now, what did you have in mind?]

God am I really going to do this?

Sigh “agent, you know me far better than most, and you don’t even know my name, I think the time for formalities has came and gone. My name is Reginald Craine, and I think you deserve to know that about me before…”

Before what? They die, they part ways? They-

[before I get up there… thank you si.. I mean…]

God this is why isn’t it, this was a huge mistake

[thanks Craine, that.. well let’s just say that saying it means a lot is an understatement.. I’m sorry I can’t return the favour]

Reginald was confused.

“What do you mean?”

A somehow even longer silence came.

[I don’t… I don’t know who I am… I don’t remember my name…  where i came from or, who i was before the agency… the last thing i can remember was waking up from getting my inplant put in and… well… I only know the minimal information thats on my file, agent #146, mute, acceptional on the feild… nothing else.. ]

Reginald was the one silent this time. He was processing this new info about his agent. And the more he realized, his agent knew more about him than basically anyone else in his life, and yet, he knew nothing about them.

“God… I’m so sorry Agent why didn’t you tell the agency?!? I… we could have helped you!”

His agent paused, Choosing his words carefully.

[no ones ever cared enough about me to ask, it never even remotely came up. most other agents don’t speak to their superiors unless they’re spoken to first, and well, they only ever speak to us when they need to, and most of the time, the agent just needs to nod and say “affirmative” and then, poof, their gone again. I’m honestly shocked about your openness to talking to me even when you’re instructing me during missions… you’re the.. never mind]

“I’m what?” He asked concerned feeling the strong wave of uncertainty and hesitation through the link.

[nothing Craine… sir… It’s not remotely important]

“Agent..” He began comfortingly, hoping the link would carry his feelings of guilt and shame over his the agency’s failure to his agent.

“You can’t remember your own name, that’s extremely important. please, you need help, and I will do everything in my power to help you. But I can’t do anything if you don’t talk to me. So drop the “sir” talk and tell me what’s going on.” He practically begged.

One last silence came over them before the agent took in a shaky breath and said

[you are the first one in my life who’s treated me like a person and not an asset and… I… ]

A wave of emotions carried through the link, relief, sadness, but mostly an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

[thank you Craine… for everything]

The agents ship landed at the death engine. They had managed to board the station without rising suspicion, and he was feeling quite proud. All seemed to be going well!

“All right agent now..”  

until they heard a computerized voice on the other end of the ear piece. And a voice saying… brace for impact? And…

“Is that a countdown I’m hearing, but what could…”

Oh no.

“Oh my god, AGENT, ITS FIRING, YOU NEED TO-!”

A deafening explosion reverted through the earth. The ground violently shaking as the building shook. A massive earthquake broke through the earth, all phones were down, the line, silent. The last thing Reginald felt through the mental link, was desperation, and fear. 

They tried to reach their agent through the link. barely retaining their composure.

“Agent… Agent do you copy?”

Silence

Suddenly they felt panic rise, an unexpected wave of desperation washed over them as they called out again, voice breaking.

“Agent come in… Agent do you.. agent please answer… oh god please no… AGENT?!”

They blinked back uninvited tears but still no answer…

They were on their own

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Small little art dump:)

I was gonna put these in my inktober but I’m soooooooooo be (like 12 days behind) so here’s a lil art dump (NONE OF THESE ARE CANON….yet;)

Very red:)

I was thinking of Ollie too but idk any for himmmm

Pet names they would call you

(Some of them have a little, some of them I don’t know at all. Please give suggestions if you have any and I will update this:)

💛Reginald💛: He can canonically speak Spanish and Russian so he’s probably call you things like “My love” or “my little troublemaker” in both Spanish and Russian

🩵Roxana🩵: Her little “computer virus” or “glitch bug.” (The computer virus one was from a previous ieytd post but I can’t find it. Help)

💚John Juniper💚: His idiot and the biggest nuisance he’s ever had to deal with. What else did you expect? (He still cares tho;)

💜Fabby💜: Her muse, the most beautiful piece of art she’s ever seen. I feel she’ll straight up just call you beautiful [cos you are:]

♥️Zor♥️: uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..anyone got anything…?

🧡Solaris🧡: Her shooting star, her eclipse, her sun (or moon)

(If you guys want more characters, put in some suggestions for them:)

Pet names they would call you

(Some of them have a little, some of them I don’t know at all. Please give suggestions if you have any and I will update this:)

💛Reginald💛: He can canonically speak Spanish and Russian so he’s probably call you things like “My love” or “my little troublemaker” in both Spanish and Russian

🩵Roxana🩵: Her little “computer virus” or “glitch bug.” (The computer virus one was from a previous ieytd post but I can’t find it. Help)

💚John Juniper💚: His idiot and the biggest nuisance he’s ever had to deal with. What else did you expect? (He still cares tho;)

💜Fabby💜: Her muse, the most beautiful piece of art she’s ever seen. “Mi precioso aguacero” (my lovely downpour in Spanish) I feel she’ll straight up just call you beautiful [cos you are:]

♥️Zor♥️: uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..anyone got anything…?

🧡Solaris🧡: Her shooting star, her eclipse, her sun (or moon)

(If you guys want more characters, put in some suggestions for them:)

💙Ollie💙: His pearl and heart of the sea:]

Respect you:]

I genuinely cannot stand you and your account. Every time I make a new account, you're always the in selfship tags filling it up with your terrible art and shitty posts. You are a waste of space and no one in this community likes you. Your f/o (who isnt YOUR f/o by the way, stop calling him that) doesn't love you, he definitely thinks you're annoying and wouldn't love you in any universe. I want you to know that I have an entire group of selfshippers I'm friends with that wish you'd do the world a favor and kill yourself, just so you know. It doesn't matter if you block me, by the way, because I can and will make new accounts to try to make you feel like shit. I pray to God every day you get in a terrible accident and die a slow and painful death. You mischaracterize "your" f/o (just a reminder, he doesn't love you and wishes you were dead!), you make the entire selfshipping community look stupid, and you're a sharer, too, which means you don't actually love any of your f/os anyways. You should get off of Tumblr. I'm serious, several of my friends are skilled hackers and will dox you. You don't deserve any of the merchandise you own, you don't deserve to be happy, really. And don't even try to tell me that since I'm a proshipper this goes against my "antiharassment values" or whatever I'm sure you'll try to say, every single proshipper I've spoken to thinks you're a hypocritical, disgusting, terrible individual that doesn't deserve the likes and attention you get. I seriously cannot believe anyone will a brain follows you. They probably do because antis don't have brains. They're retards that like throwing pedophile accusations at anyone that breathes. You all are some of the most idiotic and stupid people I've ever seen in my entire life. I cannot stand you. No one likes you, any mutual you think you have is secretly hoping you die, and trust me, a few people I know who follow you or at the very least have reblogged your things are secret proshippers! Isn't that terrible? I'm sure you think so. Because you think we're so bad, don't you? You think that all of us are rapists and evil people that deserve the death penalty. Every time someone reblogs the art you make and says "otp" and "I ship it", just know they're lying to you, they don't believe that, in fact, everyone's out to get you and no one likes you. And that server you own? Just know no one in there likes you. All of the friends you probably think you have? They don't like being around you. He doesn't love you, no one loves you, and if you have more f/os, they don't like you either. Your familial f/os want to disown you, your platonic f/os wish you weren't friends with them, and every single romantic f/o you THINK YOU HAVE does not LOVE YOU they DON'T LOVE YOU and they NEVER WILL. THEY DON'T LOVE YOU. Every person I have talked to you about agrees they wish you didn't exist they wish you never made an account they wish you never started posting to selfship Tumblr. You are lucky that your main blog isn't linked here because if it was, I would be sending asks there too so you'd have to delete your main blog too, and maybe then you wouldn't come back to Tumblr. The entire selfship community hates you and your lazy posts that a five-year-old could write up. In fact, just so you know, I regularly steal your posts and post them to the proselfship tag and they get more attention than your blog. Antis are the minority in fandom, no one likes antis. Not a single person likes them, you're all braindead children who have no morals or understanding of the world. This website would be better without you on it. I know you'll post this, and I know that there's probably going to be people in the replies telling you that they love you so much and that you're a good person and that "your" f/o loves you but he doesn't love you and he never will love you and you're absolutely fucking delusional if you think so. I fucking hate you. I'll continue to ban evade until I can push you off of this website. You can't get away from me and I will dox you.

uh oh someone let grandpa out of the nursing home again. also you sound like an evil supervillain. you expect me to take this seriously? this CANNOT be serious I'm giggling so fucking hard

anyways, heres all the art i have of me and korekiyo!

also bad news buddy, i dont have any familial or platonic f/os. womp womp. go back to algebra class, lil bro.

ONE IF MY FAVORITE SELFSHIP CREATORS IS GETTING THIS?!

Uh-uh

If this anon is seeing this post, you’re literally rambling to a random self shipper serious DEATH THREATS and you’re calling THEM disgusting?! Very mature of you

Guess what bro

you don’t decide wether their f/o love them (which they very much do)

and nothing you say can stop that😜

So stop harassing and find a nice wall or rug to take your anger out on please. It would make everyone’s day better:]

If @deathdetermineslife sees this

Really sorry for all that. The fact that you didn’t let this pankwanker get to you shows that you’re the bigger person. Love the content and keep creating (That’s the honest truth ANON)

I genuinely cannot stand you and your account. Every time I make a new account, you're always the in selfship tags filling it up with your terrible art and shitty posts. You are a waste of space and no one in this community likes you. Your f/o (who isnt YOUR f/o by the way, stop calling him that) doesn't love you, he definitely thinks you're annoying and wouldn't love you in any universe. I want you to know that I have an entire group of selfshippers I'm friends with that wish you'd do the world a favor and kill yourself, just so you know. It doesn't matter if you block me, by the way, because I can and will make new accounts to try to make you feel like shit. I pray to God every day you get in a terrible accident and die a slow and painful death. You mischaracterize "your" f/o (just a reminder, he doesn't love you and wishes you were dead!), you make the entire selfshipping community look stupid, and you're a sharer, too, which means you don't actually love any of your f/os anyways. You should get off of Tumblr. I'm serious, several of my friends are skilled hackers and will dox you. You don't deserve any of the merchandise you own, you don't deserve to be happy, really. And don't even try to tell me that since I'm a proshipper this goes against my "antiharassment values" or whatever I'm sure you'll try to say, every single proshipper I've spoken to thinks you're a hypocritical, disgusting, terrible individual that doesn't deserve the likes and attention you get. I seriously cannot believe anyone will a brain follows you. They probably do because antis don't have brains. They're retards that like throwing pedophile accusations at anyone that breathes. You all are some of the most idiotic and stupid people I've ever seen in my entire life. I cannot stand you. No one likes you, any mutual you think you have is secretly hoping you die, and trust me, a few people I know who follow you or at the very least have reblogged your things are secret proshippers! Isn't that terrible? I'm sure you think so. Because you think we're so bad, don't you? You think that all of us are rapists and evil people that deserve the death penalty. Every time someone reblogs the art you make and says "otp" and "I ship it", just know they're lying to you, they don't believe that, in fact, everyone's out to get you and no one likes you. And that server you own? Just know no one in there likes you. All of the friends you probably think you have? They don't like being around you. He doesn't love you, no one loves you, and if you have more f/os, they don't like you either. Your familial f/os want to disown you, your platonic f/os wish you weren't friends with them, and every single romantic f/o you THINK YOU HAVE does not LOVE YOU they DON'T LOVE YOU and they NEVER WILL. THEY DON'T LOVE YOU. Every person I have talked to you about agrees they wish you didn't exist they wish you never made an account they wish you never started posting to selfship Tumblr. You are lucky that your main blog isn't linked here because if it was, I would be sending asks there too so you'd have to delete your main blog too, and maybe then you wouldn't come back to Tumblr. The entire selfship community hates you and your lazy posts that a five-year-old could write up. In fact, just so you know, I regularly steal your posts and post them to the proselfship tag and they get more attention than your blog. Antis are the minority in fandom, no one likes antis. Not a single person likes them, you're all braindead children who have no morals or understanding of the world. This website would be better without you on it. I know you'll post this, and I know that there's probably going to be people in the replies telling you that they love you so much and that you're a good person and that "your" f/o loves you but he doesn't love you and he never will love you and you're absolutely fucking delusional if you think so. I fucking hate you. I'll continue to ban evade until I can push you off of this website. You can't get away from me and I will dox you.

uh oh someone let grandpa out of the nursing home again. also you sound like an evil supervillain. you expect me to take this seriously? this CANNOT be serious I'm giggling so fucking hard

anyways, heres all the art i have of me and korekiyo!

also bad news buddy, i dont have any familial or platonic f/os. womp womp. go back to algebra class, lil bro.

Heyyyyy

Sorry about the lack of posts in the past few days. My motivation is evaporating like Juniper’s rizz, and when I do, it’s usually to create stuff for the ieytd musical. I’ll try my best to keep up😅

Safe and Sound in A Nutshell

Juniper: You know, I’ve never got to do a classic villain mono- Phoenix:

(Original video from Thomas Sanders)

Sure👍

Ask @pandagobrr to be a member of the musical group:)

ATTENTION ALL IEYTD FANS!

Me and a couple of other accounts are making an ieytd musical! Since the fanbase is so small, we don’t have that many people to make it. If you want to try out for a main part, go for it! Even something as simple as helping with costume and stage design is greatly appreciated!

We’re holding voice auditions and all characters are currently open!

Musical Tumblr group⬇️

Tumblr

I Expect You To Die: The Musical • Community on Tumblr

A group of peeps making a musical of our favorite game!

Audition sign ups if you’re interested:D

https://www.tumblr.com/communities/i-expect-you-to-die-the-musica/post/763709374250237952/ieytd-auditions-sign-up-form

I made a shirt and now I want it:)

ATTENTION ALL IEYTD FANS!

Me and a couple of other accounts are making an ieytd musical! Since the fanbase is so small, we don’t have that many people to make it. If you want to try out for a main part, go for it! Even something as simple as helping with costume and stage design is greatly appreciated!

We’re holding voice auditions and all characters are currently open!

Musical Tumblr group⬇️

Tumblr

I Expect You To Die: The Musical • Community on Tumblr

A group of peeps making a musical of our favorite game!

Audition sign ups if you’re interested:D

https://www.tumblr.com/communities/i-expect-you-to-die-the-musica/post/763709374250237952/ieytd-auditions-sign-up-form

F….fren…?

FREN?!

It is an honor, @pandagobrr

You are fren too

Throws The Main Trio Redesigns at you

New thingys in their designs

Reginald: I wanted his design to be more like his canon appearance so I changed some of his features and his clothing

Pheoness: I keep forgetting she has scars, and it’s such a memorable feature for her too! Lotsa scars! Plus canon ace pin:D

Pheonix: I dig leather jacket Pheonix. It makes him look even more rebellious and chaotic than he is!

(Sorry I haven’t been posting on my main blog I’ve been busy doing the ieytd musical stuff

Okay sooooooooooooooooooooooooo

My agent Phoenix and Pheoness go in the Matchstick and raven AU. I personally like this idea because it gives them so many options. Will they join them in destroying the agency? Will they not?

Or we could just straight up have a time travel incident where Pheonix and Pheoness, while trying to search Prism’s house, finds a machine that can take them to different dimensions and get into crazy shenanigans with your OCs

*gets down on one knee* I want to make a shared oc universe with you

……….@stellar-collective ………?

*gets down on one knee* I want to make a shared oc universe with you

John Juniper in all of Jet Set:

Real

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

The Mask of Mirage (Part 1)

”Okay fine, Pheonix! I admit it!”

Pheoness exclaims, tugging on the sheets of the trailer’s pull up couch nervously. Pheonix raises an eyebrow mischievously. He knows what he talks about, but he’s waited too long not to poke a little fun at her. “I’m sorry. What are you admitting?” He feigned innocence “PHEONIX!” She muttered, her face getting hot. “I…might like Reginald…m-more than platonically….” Pheonix smirked “Please speak up. I can’t hear you!” “ OH MY GOODNESS PHEONIX! I. LIKE. REGINALD!” She admits, covering her mouth in shock when she realizes her volume. Pheonix bursts out laughing, the sound adorable and sweet with an hint of sneakiness. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” Pheonix takes a seat next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder “Soooooo when am I gonna plan the wedding?” “WEDDING WHA- PHEONIX! WE’RE PROBABLY NOT EVEN GONNA DATE! Remember, agency rules and all….” Pheonix shrugs “Girl, we have almost burned HQ down multiple times. When have we ever listened to the rules?” “No, Pheonix. You don’t understand…” She stands up, pacing back and forth while rubbing her temples. “When we’re doing our chaotic stunts, management can only blame US. If….my relationship with him is anything more than platonic, it could get him in trouble and probably even fired. I know he loves his job, so I’m not going to interrupt that because of some…stupid emotions.” She put on a fake smile, trying to change the subject “Let’s just get the briefcase to HQ, I’ll drive.” “Awh, no fair! You drove last time!” He pouted “Well, I don’t trust you driving! You were 70 miles over the speed limit and laughing like a maniac while you did so!” Pheonix mumbles in frustration from the back seat as Pheoness starts the car.

The van suddenly got darker, even in the front seat. “Pheonix, what did I tell you about playing with the lights?!” But all that responded was a strangled series of coughs from him and a weak “-Pheoness…”. This…wasn’t the lights. She didn’t realize her lungs were filling with smoke. She too starts coughing uncontrollably, trying to find the source of the smoke. It was no use, the smoke was so thick, burning her eyes so she couldn’t even see a foot in front of her. Her leg makes contact with an unknown object, making her body slam in the floor and her chin hitting what she thinks was a table. She couldn’t tell if it was from the smoke or the fall that made her vision go black.

The next thing she remembered, she’s in her old office. Each wall and crevice was so familiar, even the desk, which was piled with delicious food and wine. She tried calling out to Pheonix, but there was no response, not even on her earpiece. Thank goodness Reginald was connected “Oh, agent. You’re awake!” She heard his voice through the earpiece “Reginald, what happened?! There was a bunch of smoke and-“ “Oh, agent. Everything’s fine. You and Pheonix got the briefcase here and that’s all that matters…” She looks at the food, desperately wanting to eat it, but has trust issues when it comes to food due to the chocolate cake incident. She carefully took a sip of the wine, making completely sure it wasn’t poison before chugging it. Honestly, she really needed that right now. Despite everything, nothing explains what happened in the van and it didn’t sit right with her. She looked through some of the drawers, realizing one that couldn’t open “Oh, no. That’s not important, agent.” She raised an eyebrow “Reggie, it’s MY desk. Are you feeling okay?” “Perfectly fine. Why?” Pheoness sighs “There’s something off about you, if something’s wrong you can tell me, you know that, right-?” Pheoness says but was rudely interrupted by Reginald “Yes, yes, I know agent.” He scoffs in an annoyed tone. Now, she knew something was up. Reginald wouldn’t cut her off even if he was pissed. She opens the drawer with a knife that was on the table. In it was a clipboard and a lighter. The clipboard, written in neat red ink, is a checklist, talking about a stage set. “Reginald, how did I get here..?” Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at the clipboard. “The smoke grenade wasn’t filled of poison gas so I was able to get you two to the agency.” Her eyes widened as an eerie silence filled the air.

“I didn’t mention a smoke grenade.”

She uses her telekinesis to move the once sturdy agency logo on her wall, but now, it was flimsily made of cardboard. “You’re not telling me something..?” She growls, hiding her overwhelming anxiety. What’s wrong with the man she cared for and loved? Did they kidnap him? Torture him to do this? She couldn’t imagine Reginald being like this………unless……this wasn’t Reginald. Her muscles tensed in anger at the realization. This safety and security was all just a mere mirage. She grips the lighter tightly, lighting anything she could on fire. To her surprise, there was a camera pointing at her where the agency logo was. Instead of Reginald being shocked or dumbfounded, his voice sounded smug

“Looks like someone’s connecting the dots.”

“And cut! That. Was. Perfect.” Before she knew it, a cage of deadly lasers prevented her escape. “Don’t get any ideas, agent. You’re not going anywhere.” Reginald’s voice started distorted, mutating into another familiar voice. The one and only John Juniper. The walls of the room started to separate, revealing she was in the middle of a theatrical set. Pheonix was also bound by a laser cage next to her. In a panel above her was the cocky actor, who was wearing the mimic mask. He was staring down at her intently as if she was a mere cockroach. “Hey, agents. Not a bad impression of your handler, huh? There’s a reason I won all of those awards.” Pheonix stifles a giggle “What awards? Most likely to have a temper tantrum?” Even through they were in a terrible situation, they still laughed at Juniper, the person who literally holding them hostage. “How dare! I do not have temper tantrums!” He retorted “The little party we crashed proved otherwise…” Pheoness snickers “SHUT UP! Oh, and for your information Pheeeoness..” he snarled, emphasizing the e in her name. “I did not mean to flirt with you at the party.” He shuddered at the word ‘flirt’ “Ew, that’s the one time other than the yacht incident that I regret being drunk. You got lucky your little boyfriend was there to save you. This time, you don’t have that privilege” Her heart sank at the mention of Reginald “Where is he? HE BETTER BE OKAY!” His tone went back to his familiar smugness “Don’t worry, cupcake. All you need to know is that he’s at OUR will now…..You know, I never got to do a classic villain monologue. And what do I have, but a captive audience!” He then rants about how he joined Zoraxis for the role of a lifetime and his whole typical villain arc. Pheoness loves it when Reginald and Pheonix rants to her, but Juniper doing it gave her the opposite feeling. She tried to use her telekinesis to take a fork to poke his eye, but he the panel he was in was surrounded in glass. He was still pissed at her for trying, though. “I see…you just wanna skip to the part where you die! Well, fine!”

“Lights, camera, aaaaand ACTION!”

Okay, hear me out

Soooooo…I saw @stellar-collective ‘s last Ollie in the agency comic and AAAAAAAAAAH

SOFT. AUTUMM. REGINESS🍁🍂🥰

I also used Stellar’s art style for them cause it looks softer😍😍😍

I CANT🥰😍😭

REGGIE IN HIS COMFY OUTFIT😭😍🥰💛

”Wait a second… I think I recognize the main character! What did you say the actor’s name was, Phoenix?”

“John Juniper?”

“Right, I met him once, right before they sent me to the underwater lab! I think I heard something about him dying?”

“That’s what they say. I used to know him, too! If you can still stand me after tonight, maybe I’ll tell you some stories.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.”

When you’re in the spy business, attachments are a liability that your enemies will always find a way to ruthlessly exploit. Everyone knew it, especially the handlers.

But Agent Phoenix had a way of bursting in and making it seem like none of that mattered. Sitting on the couch, listening to them yap on about the movie, Ollie was starting to think that they were onto something.

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Putting my sillies in Tomodachi Life

Aw, the two are having fun at the park!

Such cuties and……wait….Reggie…? What are you doing?

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

SHE SAID YESSSS

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I’m their wedding officiator guys!!!!!!

(Dang it I wish this was canon:[ )

My thoughts as 2 am

Roxanna: People who sleep without socks scare me. Reginald: People who sleep with socks are not to be trusted. Pheoness: People who sleep are weird

Pheonix: I WaS A SoCk OnCe!!!!

A short spoopy AU for A Spoopy Month:D (Inspired by @stellar-collective)

(After Reginald and Pheonix left the Agency to join Zor, they mysteriously go missing. Pheoness, not knowing what happened to the two, searched for them for months. After no luck, she thinks they’ve been killed by Zor, until the remains of her old friend appears behind her.)

The grip on her arm was surprisingly strong and possessive. The adrenaline kicked in and was ready to strike the figure that has a hold on her, but the familiar purr of his voice made her blood run cold

“Luchadora como siempre, ¿eh? Hola, vieja amiga”

With wide eyes, she turned her head towards him, everything about him was off, the change in clothing to the slightest new scar on his eyebrow. “¿Mi grúa?” She whimpered, tears threatening to flow down her face. She wanted to hug him so bad, to feel him in her arms again. But something was off. “No, tu cuervo ahora..” he sighed. The look in his eyes had the same concern and longing, but there was something else she couldn’t explain “Explica. Ahora.” she demanded, trying to mask the worry in her voice

“¿Qué hay que explicar? Sabes de primera mano lo horrible que nos ha tratado la agencia. Entonces, Pheonix y yo hicimos otros planes.”

Her heart almost stopped as her eyes focused on the familiar Z logo on his chest. They were in Zor’s hands now “¡¿ESTÁS LOCO?! ¡REGINALD, ZOR HA INTENTADO MATAR A MILLONES DE PERSONAS!” Pheoness took his hands in hers, his skin felt rough under hers. “¡Esto no es como tú o pheonix! ¡¿No ves que Zor es cien por ciento pura malicia?!” Reginald lets out an exhausted sigh, resting his forehead against hers “Al menos nos aprecian.” He grumbled silently, looking up into her eyes “Mira, sabes lo cruel que es la agencia… ir a misiones, arriesgarse a no volver a ver a tus amigos y familiares. Y todo para mantener este trabajo sin recompensa e ingrato. No quiero que eso te haga daño o algo peor. Por favor, cariño, eres una de las únicas personas que quiero mantener en mi vida.” She could see that beneath whatever Zor did to corrupt her Reginald, there was still his protective and loving nature behind it. He was right, working at the agency was extremely crappy, but to join a cruel organization bent on taking over the world to replace that?! It was either her morals or her family.

English Translation (Forgot to say that Reggie and Pheoness speak in Spanish when they want only the two of them to hear)

The grip on her arm was surprisingly strong and possessive. The adrenaline kicked in and was ready to strike the figure that has a hold on her, but the familiar purr of his voice made her blood run cold

“Fiesty as always, huh? Hello, old friend.”

With wide eyes, she turned her head towards him, everything about him was off, the change in clothing to the slightest new scar on his eyebrow. “My crane?” She whimpered, tears threatening to flow down her face. She wanted to hug him so bad, to feel him in her arms again. But something was off. “No, your raven now..” he sighed. The look in his eyes had the same concern and longing, but there was something else she couldn’t explain “Explain. Now .” she demanded, trying to mask the worry in her voice

"What do you have to explain? You know firsthand how horrible the agency has treated us. Pheonix and I made other plans.”

Her heart almost stopped as her eyes focused on the familiar Z logo on his chest. They were in Zor’s hands now "ARE YOU CRAZY?! REGINALD, ZOR HAS TRIED TO KILL MILLIONS OF PEOPLE!“ Pheoness took his hands in hers, his skin felt rough under hers. "This is not like you or Pheonix! Don't you see that Zor is one hundred percent pure malice?!” Reginald lets out an exhausted sigh, resting his forehead against hers “At least they appreciate us.” He grumbled silently, looking up into her eyes “Look, you know how cruel the agency is… go on missions, risk never seeing your friends and family again. And everything to keep this job, unrewarded and unthanlful.don't want that to hurt you or anything worse. Please, honey, you are one of the only people I want to keep in my life” She could see that beneath whatever Zor did to corrupt her Reginald, there was still his protective and loving nature behind it. He was right, working at the agency was extremely crappy, but to join a cruel organization bent on taking over the world to replace that?! It was either her morals or her family.

ieytd lore #6 Two Birds of A Feather Infiltrate the Wine Cellar (Part 3)

Warnings: Blood, gun violence, canonical death, trauma

The smell of hand sanitizer lingered in the air as Pheoness regained her senses. One of her hands gripped at the fabric of the mattress and the sound of slow beeping was muffled in her ears. As her vision became clearer, it was evident where she was. Bad memories flooded her brain, causing her breathing to become unsteady. She wanted to run and hide, but her broken body wouldn’t let her. She heard the ER’s rhythmic beeps speeding up as she struggled. “Hey, hey, it’s okay…thank goodness you’re alive….” That soothing voice along with a gentle grip on her hand anchored her to reality. She looked at her hand, which was intertwined into a slightly larger one. “I’m right here, agent….” She turns her head toward her Handler, just him being there helped her calm down. Though, he seemed less than alright. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot with small trails running down his cheek. She didn’t care anymore that they were “breaking protocol” and caressed his hand gently with her thumb, the pad of her finger rubbing against his calloused knuckles. “Reginald…W..what happened…?” He smiled softly when he heard her voice “You don’t remember anything from last night?” He responded. Pheoness clutched her head, groaning. “The last thing I remember were setting off those mines.” “Well, it was a long day for you…If I’m being honest, I thought-“ his voice slightly falter, cracking slightly until his voice is a small whimper “Me and Pheonix didn’t think you’d make it.” This only makes her give his hand a gentle squeeze “Hey, I’m okay…just…tell me what happened after..please…you know I love it when you tell stories…”

Reginald’s lips slightly curve upwards “After you left to meet Phoenix, it wasn’t long after the security found out I was from the agency. I came sprinting to the wine cellar and was finally safe with you guys. But…I accidentally led them to you. I didn’t mean to…I…think that you being here, it’s all my fault….” She shushes him while he was rambling “I bet whatever happened wasn’t your fault..now go on…” she couldn’t help it. The smooth sound of his voice, the feel of his skin under hers, maybe affection WAS something she was missing out on all her life. “Well…” Reginald continued “He found you guys and after they found out the door was locked and barred-“ Reginald’s voice slowly fades as she starts to remember, how could she ever forget.

“Just shoot the agent! A-ARE YOU WEARING MY MASK?!” Juniper shouted through the door. Pheoness realized she kept The Fabricator’s mask on “Oh, THIS?!” She mocked him, dangling the mask and making SURE he could see it “Thanks for this and the briefcase, but you’re not getting either of them back.” John Juniper let out a furious grumbled and muttered out “You know what to do…” Without a moments notice, she saw a laser aimed at Pheonix “Pheonix watch out!” She called, but certain he could dodge. He’s smart enough to see the obvious laser pointed at him “What do you mean?” Pheonix asked with a raised eyebrow. She stands corrected. Then she remembered: his eye. He couldn’t see out of his left eye due to their tussle with Gibson. Acting on instinct, she shoved Pheonix out of the way, but as she just made contact with him, she heard the loud BANG of the gunshot followed by the agonizing sound of teared flesh. A breathless gasp escaped her as she looked down. Her beautiful dress was now torn at her stomach with blood gushing down the skirt as her body violently met the cold ground. Reginald’s horrified scream was a deaf ring to her ears, for all she could sense was the pain in her core. She knew if she even moved a little bit, her body would shut down. The only thing other than pain was the feel of Reginald’s warm tears on the sleeve of her arm “Close the hatch!” She faintly heard Pheonix shout before a loud explosion vibrated the floor she was now motionless on. Her heart was slowly pumping, doing anything to keep on beating. Her vision blurred and for a while, her vision was completely stripped from her, so she had to rely on her hearing to sense what was happening, which was extremely hard because all she heard was shrill cries and shouts and the faint pattering of feet. When her vision finally became somewhat clearer, she could faintly make out Reginald’s face, the look of despair shimmering in his tear filled eyes, “A…agent…please…everyone needs you…y-you can’t leave now…” she could faintly hear him beg in a broken voice and it forced burning tears into her eyes. Pheonix was also crying, trying to stifle the blood flow from her with no avail. She could hear their sniffles and soft whimpers and then…

She could hear nothing at all

She saw her dead, bloody body. The lifeless stare in her eyes as her found family clutched her unmoving corpse. “No…No…guys..I’m not dead…I’m right here…I’m coming..” she says, about to touch her body when a firm grip squeezed at her arm “And what do you think you’re doing?” A familiar voice called out, she looked behind her to see that familiar, faceless silhouette she saw back at the theater “Leave me alone. I want to see my family again. I don’t want them to think I died.” She admitted “And how long are you gonna keep doing this?! What happens till these mortals who aren’t as lucky as you die as well?!” The figure commanded “Listen, I just need a few more tries, the world needs me….I can’t just die…” the figure lets go of her arm “Fine, but you can’t keep doing this…one day I’m bound to obtain you and your mortal friends.” She nodded, hearing one last thing before returning to her mortal body

“Just know you can’t keep running from your problems forever, Alyna.”

“And that’s what happened. Pheonix stayed at your side for a long time but he finally went home.” Reginald’s voice found its way in her mind again as he ended his story. Of course he doesn’t know about that last part, and no one could know about it. Not him, not Pheonix. But she did want to tell him about why she was so scared, so she does. Informing him about her past and why she was so distant to him and Pheonix at first. He listened intently to her, hanging onto every word she said.

“I see…you’re a tough one, yknow that? Stubborn at times, but tough.” He said when she finished, resting his head against their intertwined hands. “I’m just…glad you’re okay…”

“And I’m glad you’re here, mi grùa.”

Reginald melted at the nickname, letting out a soft sigh. The pet names were definitely new, but not unwanted

“Mi Precioso Fénix..”

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another year, another October drawing challenge! this’ll be— gosh, my fifth year doing one of these! i’ll reblog the prompt list i’ll be doing in just a minute. i might not post all of my challenge drawings but you guys will see a couple at least :P

in the meantime, requests may slow down a bit, but i’ll still be working on them in between challenge pieces!

Sorry, couldn’t help it anymore

Yea, say hello to my new OTP. I love them with all my heart and I can’t wait to continue building their relationship And maybe some angst

Art in the center is from an art trade from @stellar-collective

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THIS IS SO ADORABLE IM CRYING RN TYSM I LOVE IT!

art trade w/ @agentpheoness

this was super fun! thanks for approaching me and asking to trade :P

Art Trade with @stellar-collective !!!!

Aaaaaah! I’m so glad I got this done early!!!!!!! Sorry the text is a little small, I didn’t think it would convert the text smaller😅 I love your style for these two and they’re so cute!!!

Character designs are from @stellar-collective

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