#multimusement

[mmrcnry]

anonymous said: out of all your colleagues, which would be your first pick to get a dildo of their dick? ( for whichever muse wants to answer! ) sinday.

          “ Engineer. ” Now leave him alone.

[mmrcnry]

@multimusement​ said: 🔪 [Engineer] "Now, just stop tryin' to mess with my contraptions!" nonverbal  - accepting.  « 🔪 Point a weapon at my muse »

     HANDS HELD UP TO SHOW ACQUIESCENCE-- NOT TO BE MISTAKEN FOR SURRENDER. A snort of incredulity-- whether it was at the situation that had unfolded, or the fact that the BLU was supposed to show compliance. Meddling was what he had been hired for-- it was in his job description ( quite literally-- page 12, paragraph 8, sentence 3 ). 

          “ Oh, please-- large words for an illiterate simpleton who can’t keep a better eye on his toys. ”  & perhaps brave words from someone currently being held at gunpoint after a failed backstab-- a man who had also dropped his knife in the consequent skirmish that followed.

[stewardoftheking-blog]

⊗ for Joy, please <3 (@multimusement)

Send me ⊗ for 3+ headcanons about your muse and mine.

1.) When word got out that Giovanni (and by extension, Archer) was part of the villainous Team Rocket, Joy didn’t know how to take the news.  Surely the charming and friendly duo she knew couldn’t be part of the dark things she’d heard about Team Rocket, but there was so much coming out about Giovanni that it was difficult to reconcile the two.  In the end, she decided it was none of her business what anyone else said about her friends.  She has the courtesy to not even mention the nasty rumors at all.

2.) I’ve always (personally) viewed your Joy as the Nurse stationed in Silph Co when Rocket takes it over in Generation I.  Although it was an Elite that dragged her into serving Rocket’s needs, she never ran into either Giovanni or Archer (particularly because he was stationed offshore at the time).  Several months following the takeover, Archer visited her (now sporting blue hair instead of his natural black) to check in under the guise of a concerned friend.

3.) Heaven help the one who crosses Joy and lives long enough for Archer to find out.

[dragoncaper]

"Chirrrrrrrrrrrp!" Keeva looked up at Lance expectantly as she settled on his desk, having delivered a basket to him. It was a small gesture of affection and gratitude from Joy on Valentine's Day, and contained various treats and berries, as well as a canister of fancy coffee. The card inside read, "Master Lance, thank you for everything you do for us, and for the league. Truly, it is an honour to know you and be your friend. I hope this present finds you well! <3 ~ Joy xx" (@multimusement)

@multimusement

The Altaria on his desk was a surprise, but even more was the basket she was carrying. Well, not a huge surprise, once he recognized Keeva, but the Valentine’s Day card remained one. February 14th. Lance had definitely completely forgotten what day it was--or, at least, what that date entailed.

“Thank you, Keeva.” Lance gave the Altaria a gentle scratch, then selected a few of the berries to give her as a delivery reward. “Let Joy know I very much appreciated the gift.” The coffee smelled wonderful. He’d just finished off his last pot; no reason not to try it out right away.

But, hmm. He’ll have to put some thought into what to send Joy next month ...

[stewardoftheking-blog]

"Chirrrrrrrrp!" An Altaria calls cheerfully as it places down a basket atop Archer's desk. It contains poké treats, berries, and some fancy tea and coffee for Archer. There is also a card. It reads: "Mr. Archer, thank you for your gracious and generous support, this year. Truly, your help and friendship is highly appreciated. Please, let's continue to work together this year!" It is signed from Joy, a gift observing the day, and her gratitude towards him. <3 (@multimusement)

-The interruption was unexpected and, as such, the delivering Altaria received nothing short of a withering glare from the Executive as it made its rounds.  Despite this, he took the package as it was offered before shooing the Pokemon back on its way.  His motions were not as agitated as his expression might have implied, but only because he realized he was at least partly at fault for forgetting what today was.  He should have known better than to stay home on such a... well-loved holiday as this.

-Pinching the bridge of his nose briefly, he rifled through the contents of the basket before finding the card tied where one of the handles met the base.  A fond, if somewhat exasperated, sigh escaped his lips at the signature at the bottom.  There were rare exceptions to his rule regarding off-the-cuff disdain for the bulk of humanity on the whole and Joy was one of them.  He had no desire to fully dissect what exactly he felt for the young woman, but the occasional reprieve of human filth and disgust was a welcome one.  Glancing once more over the contents of the basket, he separated the coffee and tea into a small organizer on his desk and set the rest aside to be dropped off at a shelter.  One good turn deserves another and all that.-

Laurent.

-A stiff-looking gentleman appeared in the doorway of Archer’s office, clearing his throat to announce his presence.-

Make a reminder to pick something up for the young nurse in Hoenn when White Day rolls around.