”Oh? This Was Supposed To Be For Me But You Can Have A Sip If You Want.”

IEYTD Lore #1 Pheoness’s Beginnings

(I totally forgot to give info on how Pheoness acted when she started working with Reginald and Pheonix so here you go!)

Pheoness hears the door of her office creak open just enough to slip an earpiece in her office before it is closed again. Great. Another new Handler. Her track record of Handlers is…not great to say the least. She wouldn’t be surprised if they ditched her for another agent, just like the others. The sound of her phone ringing interrupted her thought process. She picks it up, hearing the familiar voice on the other end, it was Pheonix. She remembers him during spy training. He was so young, so innocent to what he’ll be experiencing here. “Hey Pheoness! You got the earpiece too?” The two were put in an Agent duo, two agents that would work closely together on similar missions and even do them together at times. She doesn’t want to watch the poor thing get slowly withered by the duties they have to fulfill here, but the higher ups gave her no choice. It also means they will have the same Handler. “Yea, Pheonix I got it.” She responded unenthusiastically, getting the earpiece and putting it in her ear, a man who sounded like he was in his 50s came from the earpiece “Greetings Agents, I will be your handler, I will guide you if needed.” Pheonix nodded a cheerful “okay” while Pheoness rolled her eyes “And lemme guess, you just sit on your butt all day while we’re out here risking our lives?” There it was. She just HAD to make another snarky comment. She couldn’t help it though, it was in her nature to shut people out, and she couldn’t even say sorry due to her stubbornness. There seemed to be silence from both The Handler and Pheonix for a little while before Handler spoke up “Well, looks like someone has an attitude.” He replied with a slightly exhausted tone “I’m so sorry, sir. She doesn’t mean it!” Pheonix said in a panic “Oh, it’s really alright..I have heard your reports Mrs Pheoness. I saw you were a wild card so I took the job.” “Yea, that’s what they all say until they reach their snapping point.” She scoffed “Can you at least keep your comments to yourself for 5 minutes so I can explain your first mission?” She thought about it for a second before sighing “Fine, say what you need to say, Handler.”

And that’s how Operation Friendly Skies began:)

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 🥹🌻

Me when I started Tumblr: I’m gonna stick to one fandom

me now who is in 5 fandoms: yea that didn’t work out

This is such a cool OC!!!!! I absolutely adore the poofy hair🥰🥰🥰

Hello people of Tumblr, I wanna try and post art here and hopefully find my people here.

First of all, here's my main protagonist for my Undertale au I've been (painstakingly) working on, he has been through multiple redesigns over the past four years and since then he became my comfort OC.

GUYS

ZOR FOUND MY TUMBLR ACCOUNT

IM SCREWED

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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It’s not ieytd buttttttttt

I made this really cool comic since I’m starting to become obsessed with Sanders Sides. I felt, to say the least, very attached to the anxious mess and he felt very relatable due to my social anxiety, so I made a small comic of me interacting with him (I’m genuinely terrified this fandom is going to be my next hyper fixation)

I’m sorry the words are so small I thought they’d be bigger once I zoomed into the picture. Also the staples were messing some of the frames up (So if yall need a translation or just need me to read a frame I’ll be more than happy to)🥲

it’s my first paper comic so it looks pretty doo-doo

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.

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.

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