I swear this would be Pheoness. That is adorable❤️
Roxana: can you help me with something really quick?
Reginald: sorry, Roxana. No can do. Phoenix never lets anyone touch them but they fell asleep on my shoulder so I'm staying here as long as I can.
Roxana: understandable. I'll see you later.
AWESOME MOOT AWARD <3 Your given this award because this person thinks that your really awesome sauce once given this award you must give it to 5 other awesome people or Barney is gonna come and getcha/j
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TAHNK YOU SO MUCH🫶🫶🫶🫶
G pho:)
ok gimmickverse let's all do this
I would be oho-h-
@maryland-officially @the-real-catholic-church @north-dakota-unofficial @non-tyrannical-usa @thee0ne-whos-trying and anyone else!
AJDKCKSNFKWIDIWJDJALZAKCJAOCKSNFJDJFKDODKEKKCKSJDJCIC
THIS IS SO ADORABLE IM CRYING RN TYSM I LOVE IT!
this was super fun! thanks for approaching me and asking to trade :P
”HINICETOMEETYOU!”
“Hey…”
They both look up in the tree, analyzing the situation
A party set to celebrate both Christmas and the New Year across dimensions / universes.
(Feel free to add what each of your Phoenixes / EOD Agents will do.)
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A Christmas and New Year party set in a different dimension or universe is definitely a novel experience for Agent Phoenix, or in this case Agent 13-12. With the influx of multiple Agent Phoenixes, they decided to use a different code to distinguish themself from... well, every other Agent Phoenix.
They held out their hand, telekinesis activating as they plopped down the mango float, a dessert made of graham, whipped cream, and mangos.
"Too bad you're caught up on some things, Handler Sir~" They chuckled, touching their earpiece as their handler decided to protest, something about them giving him paperwork to do.
It only served to make them laugh.
In the background, a younger agent with blue hair was yelling at a different agent to get down from the Christmas tree.
"Wraith, I swear! Get down from there!" Agent Typhoon huffed. His handler, Elira (more affectionately called Ellie), just watches in the distance. She is beside another handler named Blue, discussing their kids agents' missions.
Blue's agent, Shadow, is sneaking off to form her own plan, a grin plastered on her face as she approaches Typhoon.
Another Phoenix, affectionately called Wyvern, approaches 13-12 as the latter was busy placing the food down.
Neither of them acknowledge the implicit food theft due to another Phoenix, Bluenix or Nix for short, taking control of the music and drawing their attention.
"You're doing that to spite them, aren't you?" A different agent, codename Smitten, with blonde hair and green eyes sat close to a different Phoenix who goes by "Sage" eating in the corner. He sighed upon seeing the spoon and fork floating at the distance.
Just arriving at the place was Agent 043, another Phoenix who immediately saw their baby siblings and went to them immediately.
Some other Agent Phoenixes have been invited and the party is about to start.
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Tagging by order of appearance:
Agent Wraith (@agentwraith) , Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95), Agent Shadow (@agent--shadow), Agent Wyvern (@phoenix-and-found-family), Agent Bluenix (@brain-is-a-toaster), "Sage" (@definitelyunhingedagentphoenix), Agent 043 (@the-one-and-only-043)
Agent 13-12, Agent Typhoon, Handler Ellie, and Agent Smitten belongs to me.
Other people who got invited but not sure what they'll do yet. (No pressure to join in. But feel free to invite other people!)
@stellar-collective, @tillywunderwing, @agentpheoness, @dandorime, @agent-phoenixxx
Paperwork and files was scattered all over his desk and even some on the floor. Reginald’s body was on his couch, seemingly unconscious. “Reginald..?” She whispered, taking a small step inside. No response. She repeated herself a little louder but still nothing from him. She quietly makes her way to the couch. He was just asleep, his eyes were shut tightly and she could here a light snore from him every now and then. The poor thing was probably exhausted from all his work. The thing Pheoness was most worried about was the visible tear stains that ran down his cheeks. Without warning, his body tensed up and his breathing quickened. It was as if he was in pain. Pheoness, slightly startled, shook him gently to wake him up. His eyes fluttered open at her touch and his eyes landed on Pheoness “Oh..Agent…what are you doing here..? You should’ve gone home by now.” He muttered. His voice seemed a little strained. “I just came in to check on you..” she sat in front of the couch “What’s wrong…? You look like you were having a panic attack in your sleep?” He rubbed his eyes warily “Just…some silly nightmares…really nothing of your concern.” She raised an eyebrow “If it’s so silly then…what’s…this..?” She says, gently wiping a tear of his cheek. He sighs, knowing he can’t lie to her “Just….promise you won’t tell anyone? Not even Agent Pheonix?” She nods calmly, waiting for him to tell her what was on his mind “Ever since you two survived the Death Engine…it’s hard not to think about….if you didn’t.” Did she hear her right? He was worried about her and Pheonix? So much that he’s having nightmares about it?! Pheoness put on a stoic expression, even though she wanted to cry there and then. How was she supposed to deal with this? She wasn’t good at comfort and she certainly wasn’t used to someone caring. She hesitantly placed a hand on his head, giving his head a slight pat before combing her fingers through his hair. “Am I doing this right..?” She asked awkwardly. This was the last thing he thought she would do, but it wasn’t unwelcome. “It’s….oddly comforting..” he says with a content sigh. Physical touch wasn’t her thing, but she felt herself slowly getting used to it. And if it made her friend happy, she was comfortable with continuing. He would probably know how much his concern meant to her. They stayed in silence for a few minutes, Reginald’s eyes slowly drooping shut. Pheoness stopped when she noticed he finally feel back into a peaceful slumber, she gently took his glasses off his face and set it on his desk. It was late enough and she should go to sleep to be up to work tomorrow. “Goodnight, Reggie…” she whispered. She couldn’t stop thinking about how precious he was before shutting the door behind her.
I swear I have so much lore planned in my head but my writers block and schedule are getting in the wayyyyyy😭😭😭😭😭😭
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
“This guys a big sleeper…Well I should go do something I guess
She writes in some documents
Kai is wandering around the place, probably lost again, and finds an office with a door slightly open. He stops for a moment, considering just going about his day, but (being the slightly nosy person he is) decides some friendly conversation couldn't hurt.
He pushes the door open, "Anyone in here?"
@agent--shadow
”Who’s there?” Pheoness remarks, leaning back on her favorite spinney chair
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