John Juniper In All Of Jet Set:

Some fanart for the creator that brought me to tumblr

I love @icecreampizzer ‘s ieytd designs and we’re mainly the reason why I have a tumblr account now. Thank you just for making art! So I drew Agent Pheonix and Juniper doing a dancey. Keep up the amazing creations:D

I had to reshare the little doodles of these two thinking about their husbands❤️💚💙💛

(All the designs except for Agent Pheoness are @icecreampizzer designs)

YES PLEASE

WHO WANTS TO START AN IEYTD ROLEPLAY I WANT MY TWO BABIES TO GET INTO SOME SHENANIGANS!

Pheonix (18 1/2) and Pheoness (18 2/2) Look at all of them

Pheonix: CUDDLE PILE! PHEE-PHEE, LETS JOIN!

Pheoness: Nah, I’m good-

Pheonix: Join or blackmail:)

Pheoness: OKAY OKAY FINE!

043, 13-12, and 014 all passed out on a couch and cuddling: 043's Reggie: *looking at the other Regs* ...Should we join them? 13-12's Reggie: I've got nothing else to do today. 014's Reggie, already in the cuddle pile: Way ahead of you.

@eod-agent-13-12 @the-one-and-only-043 Cuddle pile :D

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!”

Omg I saw this and it made me think of Pheoness being trained at the EOD when she was very young🥺🥺🥺

"...Get up."

"I... can't..."

"Do you think that enemies will accept that?!? Do you think they'll let you go because you can't fight any longer?!?!"

"Papa, I..."

"Give me one good reason I should let you take a break right now."

"..."

"...You're pathetic."

"..."

"Five minutes. Then I expect you to be ready to learn again."

"Don't forget what you are."

"..."

"...I'm pathetic."

*years later*

"Phoenix! Are you okay? That was a ridiculous number of people to take on at once!"

"...Did any survive?"

"...Yes... One, I think."

"...Oh."

"You're lucky I managed to get you to a hospital in time. None of us expected you to die, of course, but you could have definitely sustained lasting damage."

"...Why would you do that for me? I didn't deserve it."

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't deserve it. One of them escaped. I didn't deserve help because I couldn't finish the mission."

"That is very much not true, agent-"

"I know I'm pathetic, Reginald. You can just tell me."

"..."

"Who on earth told you that?"

Pheonix: 13-12, Phee-phee isn’t looking so good. She’s reporting of horrific headaches. This only happened once before and it was in the burning theatre….

The flood of agents eventually die down, but only because it's migrating over to another base. One you thought was a secret, the underground base treated as if it was a bunker. The agents wreak havoc, digging through defenses like moles, adrenaline and determination fueling several alternate dimension Agent Phoenix's, along with a few other agents you are familiar with, and some you aren't. The fight is even bigger this time, a dust cloud appearing on the surface as agents scrap with all their teeth swords, lighters, some wielding grenades, others waving guns around like party streamers ready for bloodshed. The operatives are well trained, but there's at least a dozen adrenaline fueled agents swarming the place. And considering it usually only takes one to destroy whole factories and schemes, they do some serious damage.

Amongst the chaos, two agents slip through the entrance, blending into the shadows, barely a blip on the radar. They sneak through the levels of the base, and eventually manage to hack into the holding cells. No attempt to divert attention to the moles inside base work, as most operatives have had their earpieces smashed to bits in the fight. And not too many minutes later, an override appears on the computer, and a swarm starts to pour out from the bottom layer of the base, slowly rising upwards as the battle above ground raged on.

[Another instance of Roz’s voice rings across the intercom.]

“Ah, Agents, how unexpected! And by unexpected, I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED! You may not be susceptible to moles, but did you prepare for… ACTUAL MOLES?!”

[Roz laughs maniacally, and the ground beneath the agents’ feet rumbles as giant mind-controlled battle-moles tear up the ground and begin their attack, making any attempt at fighting back difficult.]

Definitely making an animatic of this💚

Okay! Okay IEYTD fandom we need to come together to use this audio for John Juniper!

I'm praying the link works to bring you to the op if not, please let me know so I can fix it but the video in full is below!

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!

(Ahhh accidentally used the wrong blog so I’m redoing the post)

“Good for you, kid.” she pats his shoulder

“At least Zor has no more power over ya.”

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

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?