#i'll obvs take it regardless

[callhimnowmarisamylove]

And they both lived happily ever after... 

[vxlenst3in]

Woah like imagine talking about having a family with teen kento ‼️ requesting anything on this plsplspls

a/n: i actually kinda really like this idea waowww !! i've been so slow with requests lately :') i'll get to them soon pinky promise. THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST THOUGH !!! tags/warnings: obv teen pregnancy, slight angst, fluff, nanami is a sweetheart, established relationship (lmk if i forgot anything)

Teen Dad! Nanami, who at first wasn't too sure about this. He always tried to be safe with you, but I guess accidents happen. Nanami honestly thought it was a silly prank of yours at first, but when you showed him a picture of the positive pregnancy test, he lost his composure for a second.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who told you that he needed some time to think about it and really realize what's happening. Once the shock was over, he came running to you, telling you that he'd be more than happy to support you and be with you regardless of the situation. Telling you that he'll support both you and your kid to the best of his abilities.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who now would take on more missions to make some extra money to be able to support you through everything and also save up for the future. Since his plan was now to put a ring on your finger someday.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who often came home exhausted, pissed off that he had to work overtime and also that he had less time to spend with you. Regardless of that, he always made sure to get you whatever you craved, to massage you whenever your back hurt too much, and to help with chores around the house. Nanami would also take notes for both of you in class; education is important after all.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who tried to keep as calm as possible when your water broke (he was panicking on the inside). He read somewhere that panicking will only make the pregnant woman panic too. So he kept calm, calling an ambulance as he held you close, grabbing the little hospital bag you two packed together (he also read about that).

Teen Dad! Nanami, who tries his best to even support you during birth, holding your hand. Sadly, he couldn't really bring himself to watch it happen, only ever glancing over. Nanami hoped it was enough for you.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who becomes the best dad ever regardless of how young he is. He'd start taking on a bunch of chores and duties, just to let you rest.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who calls Shoko every day just to ask silly questions that should've been obvious. Shoko answers every question anyway, wanting to support you and him. Nanami always wrote everything down.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who supported your spending addiction when it came to buying toys and outfits for your little one. In the end, he couldn't deny just how adorable it looked in all of those outfits you buy.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who started looking for other jobs he could do after he graduated from high school. He knew he wouldn't be able to do Jujutsu sorcery forever.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who your little one always throws up on. It's like, as soon as he holds your little one, it just gets the urge to throw up. Gojo definitely makes fun of him for that (until he holds the little one and it also throws up on him, earning a teasing smile from Nanami).

Teen Dad! Nanami, who loves you just as much as before, not caring about any of the changes the baby or being pregnant made to your body. If you're insecure about it, he'll reassure you a lot.

Teen Dad! Nanami, who spoils you and your child as soon as he gets the chance to. When your baby grows up, he won't be able to say no to anything they ask for.

[scenekitt]

OKAAYY OKAY SOO,,

I recently got into mouthwashing and now that's literally all I can think abt rn ( along with other hyperfixs, dw I didn't forget abt those trust I've been going through a lot of hyperfixs as of late ) and i caved in and finally created an oc!! Meet Antony Lee!!

The doodles are meant to display Antony's relationships but in a nutshell to get the basic idea of how he interacts w the rest of the cast ( I'll probably expand on it in the future w more doodles and such )

But this just might be the only mouthwashing I'll make bc I have so much ideas and lore bits for him so kinda just putting my eggs in one basket and rolling w it

But yeah, def stay tuned for lore🔥🔥

BTW!! Idk if its relevant but please take note that I obv do not support Jimmy's actions but can acknowledge how well he's written as a character / villain,, ty!!

But I'll still poke fun at him regardless

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[a-random-weeb]

Hiii love ur account! Idk if I can request cause it says it’s closed, so sorry if I’m wrong!

Can I please request a yandere who looks very dominant; tall and buff with muscles. Literally everyone is scared of him because of how frightening he looks. Everyone other than Reader: Yandere is actually scared of reader and is very submissive around them. He actively seeks Reader’s approval and will do anything for her. Kind of like a guard dog? He’s really just a big puppy who craves Readers affection. Thank youuuu

Awww I love this idea!! Let's name him... Austyn, idk it just fits lol. I couldn't think of what age to make him, so I said screw it and put yall in high-school because that's the easiest

Also I know you requested this months ago, and everyone else requested their things months ago, guys I've been so tired recently, I'm so sorry I haven't been able to write what you've been wanting me to. I'm so sorry if you're still waiting on your request, and I'm hoping I'll get more chances to write soon. Thank you for your patience :)

Warnings: Yandere (obv), clingy and obsessive behavior, a little more than just mentions of murder, slight mentions of rape (not to reader or anything i just noticed it was brought up so I figured I'd put it in just incase), reader gets forcefully drugged, kidnapping

This fic is not meant to romanticize unhealthy and toxic relationships, it's hot af in fanfictions but is never ok irl

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A huge man towers over you, his shadow engulfing your entire figure, his huge muscles and rough exterior making him appear as if he could kill. He stares down at your petite and fragile body in an intimidating manner as you jolt up in a sitting position. Clutching the desk beneath your upper body, you recognize him almost immediately.

"Where am I?! What do you want?!" You scream dramatically, almost tipping backwards in your chair.

"You fell asleep in class." His eyes narrow. "I had to poke you a bunch so you would wake up. The bell just rang, its lunch time." Your whole face burns a cherry color.

"Um- thanks..." Your eyes wander anywhere but his face. The corners of his mouth ever so slighty elevate as he leans on your desk.

"Would you like to eat lunch together?" He tilts his head slightly in an almost cute way. Your brows furrow in confusion, but nod regardless out of pure fear. He could probably kill you in one hit. No, simply him blowing on you would be enough to knock you 8 miles. You pack your school supplies and walk to your locker, Austyn almost breathing down your back as he watches you grab your stuff.

Entering the cafeteria, you both take a seat in one of the only spots left in the overcrowded area, its a bit shocking when kids start scooting away from you both, even the kids across from you want nothing to do with your new 'friend'. Or thats at least what you hope he wants with you...

Your prayers were answered, but in the worst way possible. It's almost physically painful watching Austyn attempt to make conversation with you. Stuttering over every second word, obviously embarrassed and anxious, fumbling with his hands. It was... cute. You'd never thought he would be like this while talking to him, you've seen him be rude and cold to everyone, maybe he's just shy and comes off as rude? Guess you'll find out. You, having not as many friends as you'd like to have, appreciate the attention from him regardless. But he desperately needed help with this whole social thing, so you give him a hand.

"If you're not busy, maybe you could help me with homework after we finish eating?" You smile, hoping he's not busy before you die of embarrassment. Thankfully, he nods, and the two of you finish your meal in silence.

You were hoping he'd be a little more outgoing and not as awkward in the library, but boy were you wrong. More stuttering, more avoidance of eye contact, more hand fidgeting. He wasnt even helping, just sitting there and watching you, almost too intently. You almost scream of joy when your best and only friend, Abby, joins you.

"Hi!" She beams excitedly, taking a seat next to you, "need help?"

"You're my savior!" You giggle, hugging her. Austyns aura immediately chances from a shy puppy to one that could kill. He glares daggers into Abby as she speaks a bit too friendly to you, gets a little too close to you, helps you instead of him. He knows he needs to up his game, but your stupid friend might ruin his chances.

Abby was your friend since elementary school, you've never been great at giving anyone a smile, but she always brings out your biggest one. She's helped you through so much, you owe her your life!

The rest of lunch Austyn stays silent and in the background, you assume he's shy... God, you hope that he was not hurt. You continued the rest of your classes like normal, overjoyed when the day comes to an end.

You and Abby walk home together, teasing and laughing with eachother. Austyn trails behind you both, not talking too much. Neither of you know where Austyn lives, and forget to ask. They drop you off at your house, and Abby lives just across the street so you guess Austyn walks her home. The long between your houses and the school is 30 minutes. You could take the bus, and you do in the mornings, but the walk is too beautiful to miss, so fun laughing with your best friend through the sunset in the city, too fun running through the long field of grass, racing down the streets, seeing who can reach your house the fastest, rubbing it in your face as you both either collapse on your porch or Abby goes home. Sometimes, you dance outside together, sharing secrets, giggling over whatever crush the other one has... Abbys friends with almost everyone, but the two of you are inseparable. Tonight though, you only talked with Abby, not wanting to make Austyn feel left out, and not wanting to seem awkward infront of your new friend. You run inside, jumping into your bed, thinking Austyn is just a little cute. Maybe a tiny crush? You don't think on it too much, as you pass out.

The next day, Austyn starts hanging out with you and Abby, which neither of you mind. He's a bit less shy and a bit more friendly. He's in your homeroom, science, and math class, so you sat next to him in all of those. You guys talked and exchanged answers from time to time, overall getting along very well. You guys hang out at lunch, and sure, you give a slight bit more attention to Abby, but thats it, and overall, the three of you get along like three peas in a pod. The next four days go similarly, your crush for him grows.

One lunch time the three of you meet up, eat, and head to the library. You weren't sure what was wrong, but Austyn didn't seem to be a huge fan of Abby, only hanging out and attempting to make conversation with you, almost cutting Abby out. You, of course, refuse to let that happen, and keep adding your friend the the conversation. You and Abby exchange a confused look, Austyn normally loves you and Abby.

After school the same day, you run over to Abbys locker, waiting for her to grab her stuff. You wait for 5 minutes... 10 minutes... 20 minutes... she doesn't show up. Thinking it's a bit strange, you still wait, assuming she was held back in class or something, as the teachers often like to praise her work or offer her opportunities for an upcoming math competition or something. She appears, after awhile, running towards you. The two of you begin to walk home together. When you ask her what she was doing, she awkwardly dodges the question. You leave her alone about it.

The next day when you arrive at school, Abby still didn't show up. How strange, you think to yourself. Abby hasn't missed a single day this year, not even when she was sick, you have no clue how she does it. Straight As, no days missed, friends with everyone she talks to, yet she's not here. You couldn't help but feel a pit in your stomach, not wanting to assume the worst. You would've thought she'd at least text you right? The more you thought about it the worse it got. What if she was raped by a creepy teacher?? What if she was kidnapped?! Maybe she got a deadly sickness and has three days to live! There's so many possibilities you weren't sure, what if-

"Hey!" Your new 'friend' from yesterday appears before you, looking like he's accomplished something great.

"Hi...?" You look up at him, calming yourself immediately. You knew you shouldn't overthink this, she probably just missed her bus or something. Austyn obviously picks up on your torn face as he asks,

"Hey, are you ok? You look offput..." he does his signature, puppy-like head tilt. you quickly nod your head, laughing to yourself silently of the stupidity of your overdramatic thoughts. You weren't normally so anxious, this over worried about your friend not being at school immediately, but for some reason, your gut was screaming at you that something bad happened. And then... The overwhelming feeling to run hits you. Looking at Austyns smile fills you with a strange sense of dread. White noise echos in your ears.

"Woah, woah, calm down!" He panics, "Hey what happened? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Hes acting way too friendly today... you shake your head.

"I-I don't know what's wrong with me today? I guess it's just a weird day....?" Austyn rushes to wipe some tears you didn't notice were were falling from your eyes.

"Hey, you don't have to talk about it...." he sighs "I don't know what happened, but stop worrying."

Abby was murdered.

You don't know how you know, last night was such a haze... what happened...? Pictures of her dead body flash in your mind, the killer standing there with a knife and sadistic smile. You swear it was a dream... you remember beginning your walk home, but can't remember anything passed the midway point, not even what you did last night, did you even eat dinner? You didn't wear pajamas last night, you assumed you were just tired when you woke up. But did you really see Abbys murder or is this just the most dramatic you've ever been on a Wensday morning?

You continued your day like normal, the sinking feeling never leaving you. Austyn was acting strange, outgoing and sweet to you. And yet his face was making you want to throw up for some reason... to go as far as to flee the country. Well, maybe not that far, but you certainly didn't want him near you for some reason.

The end of the days comes, and your dumbass told Austyn he could walk you home. It was probably fine, you'd go to sleep tonight and tomorrow everything would be normal, Abby would be at school and Austyn wouldn't be as creepy to you. You're sure of it.

You wait for him near the entrance of the school, and of course, when he comes out, he's almost stumbling over his own feet to run towards you.

"Hey!" He gives a huge innocent smile as he begins walking with you, clutching the arms of his backpack in a shy manner. You smile up at him, not sure if it's a real smile or not. No words are exchanged as you both watch little cracks of the sunset through all the large buildings of the city. It wasn't cold, but it definitely wasn't hot, the perfect night for a first kiss. Stars beginning to appear as you make your way out of downtown, you've only been walking for 15 minutes... almost the midway point... you have a much better view of the now gone sun, there's still a bit of red. There's no one around, it's a gorgeous night, you're walking home with a guy... everything should be perfect, it should be romantic. You recognize this, Deja vu, but different.... memories from what you think to be the dream, or a cruel reality you weren't sure yet start to appear. Abbys lifeless body in the long grass, the moonlight to the killers back, you know who it was, but you can't remember.... all these events took place just upahead and-

It wasn't a dream.

Blood stains lay in the grass and you point to Austyn, not in control of your body or the words that spill from your mouth, or the tears that spill from your mouth, or the puke that's about to spill from your mouth.

"You did this... didn't you...?"

Austyns eyes darken, "and you remember. I knew the sedatives wouldn't work as well as I wanted them to..." he sighs "I did this for you, don't you see?! I killed her for you. I've loved you for so long and you've never even looked at me. So I stalked you, learned about you, you're so cute yknow! You never laughed the same way around me as you did with Abby, ramble to me as you did with her.... So now our problem is gone, and we can be the cutest couple!" He spits delusionally. You back away from him, the moon to his back, the same spot as last night. He grabs your wrist harshly, overpowering you easily.

"You can't run darling, now let's go to my house!" He beams, "I'll even bring you home the head of someone you don't like!" You thrash around, screaming for help, but Austyn just giggles and hugs you to him, holding one hand around your arms and torso and the other over your mouth. "Shhhhh, it'll be ok!" He puts a chloroform filled cloth to your mouth, and everything goes dark.

Maybe I'll write a part 2, maybe I'll do headcannons, maybe I'll leave you guys to imagine the rest, we'll see :3

[goobernormieomi]

Since Mel butchered the story how was it supposed to go? How would it end?

I'm not sure if I should answer this, I feel it might be a bit disrespectful given that again it isn't my story anymore.

I will give a very basic description of the idea but I want it to be known that if this is in any manner disrespectful or beyond a boundary I'd like to be made aware and I'll remove the post accordingly.

Don't take my idea to heart, it was just how I personally would have built the story myself.

For starters, changing up a lot of things.

Pastel would be the main focus of the story, I'd take away the whole 1-2-3 dynamic and simply leave it as such; Pastel's own memory of herself during the factory, Pastel herself obviously, and 3 would be an outside character that had cared and aided her when she escaped.

Narla wouldn't go to the factory, her sister Nadia yes and it would give her reason to then leave her own homeland to search for Nadia when she is of age.

Pastels family gone, mom and dad only bc siblings are overrated (/j ok guys I just don't obvs wanna use stolen characters)

The whole arc would be Pastel coming to terms with her abuse, trauma, and own bad behaviors. Including those she might've learned and adopted while under 3's care.

All side characters would also be important in their own ways in the times they need, I wouldn't dispose of em duh

but I'd be more focused on showing Pastels journey from a clearly damaged and traumatized young adult into a more self efficient and reflective adult.

I don't know what more I'd do with the factory, as I feel its purpose is done by the beginning and theres honestly no need to come back to it. Not physically. Mentally I'd say Pastel returns to the memories of it and it affects her obviously.

Regardless

The story would end with Pastel learning to come to terms with her past and growing above it as she finds a better life for herself instead of worsening her own life.

I could maybe be more...action-esc I know, but what intrigues me about the story IS the characters, and as such I would want to pay close attention to them and their dynamics and own struggles.

I'd also change a lot of other minute things. But I feel what I've said is enough!

I understand if you find interest in my own rendition of the story, but truly if you like the whole concept in general I can say that my own story had a similar structure of story.

Theres OBVIOUS differences but the whole idea is similar, the endings not so much.

I hope this suffices!

[shellxrls]

babe r u okay we haven’t seen you for ages :/

SORRY NONNIE. i feel like i shld do a clarification post cuz i've gotten a few asks and i feel kinda bad for leaving u guys in the dark 😭. i've just been putting this off cuz i've been tired and stressed coupled with other reasons (that i'll explain) that make me not want to publicly interact on this blog:

recently i've noticed such a large uprise in hate on this app (ranging from pro-israel/anti-palestine posts to mutuals outside of my fandoms being called aggressive slurs to ppl within the obx fandom consistently expressing opinions of dislike and resentment to authors for simply writing what they want) - also largely made up of anon asks with the foundation of racial or sexuality based hate (which i won't go into depth ab but ppl definitely pick and choose who to send hate to based on those factors - pisses me the fuck off more than anything bcuz i don't come on this app to be bombarded with racism and reminders of my racial perception in this world, regardless of whether its directed at me or mutuals).

another thing, (which ik has been said forever but continues to remain important), the lack of support and interaction for/with writers on this app is definitely very discouraging. i no longer feel supported by the community i've created and the truth is i need that interaction to keep writing and engage my motivation otherwise i feel like what i'm doing on this app is pointless.

no one logs onto this app to listen to me rant ab personal issues, and so i wont' go into extensive detail - but i've consistently used tumblr to escape my personal life, and the burdens and stress that come with. ofc i'm a writer, but wayyy beyond that this is intended to be my safe space where i can enjoy and simply be myself and let go of personal stress as well as interact happily w like-minded ppl. due to this, i've made an effort to take time out of my own life and duties to write and to interact because of the community. recently however i find myself more and more anxious to even open the app and look at my notifs, and whenever i do open the app i make myself feel bad by comparing myself to other writers - which is completely normal occasionally, but at this point its not as easy to shake considering all the factors listed above. its unfortunate to say but it simply hasn't felt worth it to be on this app and interact for while now for me.

before anyone says i'm being too sensitive or its my sole purpose to write - pls remember that this is entirely my blog, i can choose what my motivations are for being on this app and its not a stretch to kindly ask for more in terms of stopping hate and simply being more supportive if u do genuinely like an author and their works.

ultimately i've been both a fan/reader and a writer on this app for multiple years atp, i can understand both perspectives but i've honestly never felt this disconnected and upset ab a blog before. I understand that not everyone is to blame, and i'm sorry to those who've been kind & active supporters, but my public interactions have been limited and may continue to be bcuz i feel v unsure & stagnant atm.

the only 'exception' to this is my mutuals, i love them all obv and their works, & so i'm continuing to interact w them as per normal, and so i am active on the app & i'm definitely not entirely gone by any means. if anything i just need a few more days to reconsider, but we'll see.

[pick-a-poncho]

Bang Twins AU Headcanons

In a wild AU where Chan has an identical twin named Chris....

Chan was born first, Chris was born 3 minutes later.

It's followed them throughout their lives. Chan is punctual, Chris is always a little late to everything.

Every single physical part of them is exactly the same, even all their little moles and birthmarks.

The only difference is when they smile, Chan has two dimples, but Chris only has one, which is on the left.

Chris didn't want to be a pop idol, but he didn't want to be away from Chan, so he went through all the training and was planning to quit as soon as Chan got placed in a group. Once Stray Kids was formed, though, Chris stayed because he'd become friends with all the other boys.

Libras are supposed to be about balancing the scales, but it often feels like these twins are on opposite sides of those scales.

Chan is goofy, playful, extraverted, charming. Chris is more serious, quiet, introverted, blunt.

Chan's anger is quiet, controlled, and involves slamming things or throwing things while he stews. Chris's anger is loud, involves a lot of yelling, but never any sort of physicalness.

Chan's love languages are acts of service and physical touch. Chris's are words of affirmation and physical touch.

Are the twins cuddling on the couch again? Yes. Are they sleeping in the same bed again? Yes. Do these two ever move more than two feet apart? Not if they can help it.

Every time one of them has wanted to change hair color, the other picked the same hair color so they were always matching.

Whenever Chan went back to his natural color, though, Chris would go back to platinum blond.

Yes, Chris's hair is in just as sad a condition as Chan's is. Neither of them ever learned how to properly care for their hair.

Both twins have insomnia, depression, and ADHD. Chan's ADHD is a little bit worse. Chris's depression is a little bit worse.

If you're sick, Chan will make you soup and take care of you. Chris will be wearing a mask and disinfecting everything you touch while staying ten feet away from you.

Chan will power through a cold with medicine to minimize his symptoms (he's got shit to do!). Chris becomes a whining lump on the couch.

Some nsfw headcanons are under the cut. MDNI, obvs.

Chan is a top, Chris is a bottom.

Despite that, Chan is the one that gets shy when flirting and often feels like an idiot trying to act like he's got game.

Meanwhile, Chris sees who/what he wants and goes after it head-on. Boy got gaaaaame.

Chan: "Yes, sir, I'll have them home by eight."

Chris: "They call me 'Daddy,' too."

Regardless, both boys will spoil their lovers rotten both in and out of the bedroom. They're dedicated, adoring, loyal, affectionate, caring, kind, and good listeners.

Both twins prefer boxers.

Chan sleeps in the nude, Chris sleeps in his underwear.

Yes, it's partially because they often share a bed.

No, Chan will *not* put his underwear on. You came into *his* bed. Deal with it.

Chris smokes pot frequently. Most people can't tell.

Chan is overly sensitive to THC so when the insomnia is getting really bad, Chris will give him the tiniest piece of a gummi and watch over him as he sleeps.

[lord-squiggletits]

Okay another instance of "fuck canon" that's not just Pharma-related, but Ambulon related. I keep thinking of Luna-1 where Ambulon called Pharma "Doctor DJD" and I feel like that's such a total "he would not fucking say that" moment. Obv JRO controls the characterization so what's in the comics is canon/right, I just think that it doesn't make sense for someone in Ambulon's position with his backstory to be that petty towards Pharma?

Ambulon's a Decepticon traitor, he's on the DJD's List. Moreover, he's stationed on Messatine which is the DJD's home planet and is (was?) still an active battle front until very recently.

Proof that Messatine being the DJD's territory is common knowledge: not only First Aid, who's stationed at Delphi, but also at least three Autobots on the Lost Light, know that the DJD make Messatine their home. And this is long before Pharma does his monologue to Ratchet about his t-cog blackmail with Tarn.

Proof that Delphi/the nucleon mines were in an active warzone at least until Pharma started his plague: Pharma wouldn't have had any t-cogs to harvest if there wasn't a continuous stream of soldiers/war-dead coming in to use as his supply.

So then, Ambulon knew fully well that he and all of the rest of them were right next to the DJD's home base, and as an ex-Decepticon he knows he would be on the list. Probably not very high on the list, since Ambulon was a mere MTO who got turned into a failed combiner experiment, but he IS on the list; just because the DJD only proceed through the list in order of importance, doesn't mean that Ambulon wouldn't know that they'd come for him eventually.

And this is a really fucking neat idea to play around with! We don't ever get a canon/explicit explanation for why Prowl decided to station those three medics on Delphi, especially one who's an ex-Con on an execution list. Did Ambulon have a choice? Or was he told to go there with no argument? Either way, I think Ambulon deserves some major kudos, because he must have ball (bearings) of steel to be an ex-Con in DJD territory without constantly being on the verge of a mental breakdown or panic attack. I could honestly write a whole post on the question of "why were these three stationed on Messatine" in itself, but that's for another time.

The point I'm trying to make here is basically that Ambulon of all people should've been sympathetic to the circumstances that drove Pharma to do what he did: they were ALL stationed in the DJD's territory and they knew it, they ALL knew that the DJD's playbook is horrific torturous murder, they ALL knew that Ambulon was a former Decepticon. It wouldn't take a genius for everyone at Delphi to piece together the fact that the DJD would come for Ambulon eventually if either he wasn't evacuated or Delphi as a whole wasn't evacuated. But I mean, this is wartime, right? Every soldier is risking their life, everyone could die at any moment. They can't close down Delphi or evacuate all of the personnel in an active war front battling over a mine just because a medic or three might feel unsafe. Nowhere in war is safe. If High Command let everyone abandon their posts who was afraid of being killed, nothing would ever get done because war comes with inherent risk of death that all soldiers accept by participating, as well as accepting the obligation to follow orders on threat of punishment. (Almost as if Pharma couldn't have just evacuated or run away like Ratchet suggested, but JRO clearly isn't a military expert so I'll digress/chalk it up to "wasn't plot relevant to bring up".)

We got all of like, two pages that showed Pharma and Ambulon's working relationship, and the best we have besides that is JRO's word of god that Pharma and Ambulon had 'mutual reluctant respect' for each other. It's highly unlikely that the two were best buddies regardless, but I don't think you need to be friends with someone like Pharma, while sharing the same situation as him, to be a little more sympathetic to him? Like I get that Ambulon would be offended by the idea of his boss trying to frame him for murder to cover up his own murders, but the "Doctor DJD" line always seemed weirdly callous and petty to me. "Doctor DJD" implies that Pharma was some sort of willing collaborator or servant to the DJD which clearly wasn't the case. And I find it hard to believe that Ambulon, who knows exactly what kind of people the DJD are, would have an opinion of Pharma that was just "oh he should've tried harder/been less of a coward and resisted." Hell, Ambulon's reaction to Sonic and Boom showing up at Delphi asking for refuge was to instantly take pity on them and offer them shelter immediately; if he feels protective/sympathetic towards literal random nobody Decepticon soldiers, shouldn't he have at least as much feeling (if not more) for another Autobot who he worked with and supposedly had respect for?

Assuming that Ambulon got the full details of Pharma's blackmail deal. I mean, there's no reason to assume that Ratchet would've lied to First Aid and Ambulon about what Pharma told him (unless??? conspiracy theory!!!!) , so Ambulon should've heard about the t-cog deal and how it was the only reason the DJD didn't raze Delphi to the ground so long ago. Then again, maybe Pharma's story got explained to him and First Aid via Ratchet's extremely judgemental take on events, so who knows how much of Pharma's side of the story Ambulon would've actually known.

But wouldn't it be so much more interesting if, instead of sneering at Pharma as "Doctor DJD", Ambulon had a more conflicted perspective of Pharma's face-heel turn? Would he wonder how it is that someone who he had such respect for could've been so despicable? Or, more sympathetically, would Ambulon ever wonder if Tarn threatening Delphi was his fault for being there? Would Ambulon wonder what he would've done in Pharma's position, being forced to bargain to postpone his own horrific execution? Would he be angry at Prowl or the higher-ups for stationing them all in such a dangerous post to begin with?

I mean, the answer is that Ambulon was a tertiary cast member at best, to the point that half of his appearances on the Lost Light literally are shown in retrospect after he died, so there would've been no room to explore this in the plot, and Ambulon and Pharma were way lower priority compared to other, more important protagonists. I just think it would be interesting to explore these questions in other metas and fan works.

And yes, I do think Ambulon would not fucking say that ("Doctor DJD") regardless of what canon actually says lmao.

[skinnamon39]

incoherent rambling about The Boy and the Heron below, beware of spoilers and content warnings for discussion of self-harm and (briefly) death

I watched it subbed and I've only seen it once so if I misremember some things or my account seems different from what you watched then oops (I don't know what they changed, if anything, in the dub). anyways

Mahito might be one of the most compelling protagonists from a film I've seen in a long time. maybe not the most fun or most interesting per say, but I don't remember the last time I was so completely absorbed in a character's growth. just instantly hooked.

I think it's definitely a "less is more" kind of case for him, where what he doesn't do matters just as much or more as what he does. like in particular, I was super intrigued by how throughout the entire house tour sequence, he doesn't say a word. his dad introduces Natsuko to him, Natsuko shows him the house, he meets the maids, and he doesn't say anything; we still get shots of him looking at and reacting to stuff, he takes off his hat and bows to people when appropriate, he follows any directions given to him, and it all really strongly gave me the impression that he isn't invested in what's happening.

and of course he isn't! we are reminded almost as soon as he's shown to his room that he's still reeling over the death of his mom. actually, it might be accurate to say he's resentful of his circumstances. he kind of has to go along with it since he's, y'know, a kid, but he's obvs majorly uncomfortable with feeling Natsuko's pregnant belly, and for a good chunk of the first act, almost everything he says to people are bare-minimum polite autopilot responses.

but uhhh I gotta talk about the self-harm scene, I have been studying it under a microscope ever since I saw it. yeah it's pretty brief but man I was NOT expecting that much blood.

anyways, we're not told exactly why Mahito did it, but I don't think we really need to when the general gist suffices. what does he mean when he says later on it was fueled by his "malice"? was it a way to get out of the school he obviously didn't like, and thus defiance of his father? was he just trying to avoid his antagonistic classmates? was he trying to get them in trouble for "injuring" him? who knows? it could be any of them. it could be all of them at once. the nature of his lie about his injury muddles things too. regardless, the outcome is the same: he's not going to school for now.

this is getting a lot longer than I thought it would and I'm still not done (I wanted to talk about things besides Mahito too! I swear!) but I'll stop here for now. god this movie was so good

[runningfrom2am]

the sea around us; chapter two

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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After we drove back to The Cut, John B dropped me off at home. I waved a quick goodbye to everyone as I walked up to my porch, ready to get changed for work. Today I wasn't at Heywards or The Wreck, I was working at a coffee shop over on Figure Eight called Making Waves. One of those niche local places, once again, popular with tourists. Initially with locals, but now the tourists have sort of taken it over. I throw on my work shirt over my tank top and jean shorts, grab my water bottle, shoving it in my bag, and head back out the door. No one was home today to chat with anyways.

I get out of my car and lock it behind me, stepping up over the curb and approaching the entrance of the small shop. "Hey! Snowy!" I hear a familiar voice behind me and turn my head to look. "I'll get an Italian soda, blackberry please." It's Kegs, of course. I rotate my body and walk back towards the door.

"Does it look like I'm ready to take orders yet?" I respond with a smile, noting the friends my brother was with. Rafe and Topper. Kooks, of course. My big brother somehow ended up weaseling his way in with the Kooks after we moved into Kildare, if I'm remembering correctly he out-golfed them when he was working at the course and they asked him to tag along. Not the greatest influence on him, but I'm just glad he has friends here.

I stop just out of the way of the door and watch them approach me. "Juliette?" His friend, Rafe, asks me, raising his eyebrow as he eyes my name tag.

"You didn't know my name? Ouch."

He shrugs. "I've never heard Kegs call you that."

"No one does." My brother adds. "Anyway, you hear about the storm?" He asks, Topper and Rafe beginning to talk quietly to each other. I notice over Keg's shoulder that they're still looking at me, but I try to brush it off as I answer his question.

"Uh, yeah I did but I'll be home before it does any serious work. I've got to help block up the windows tonight before I go- we've got a few more hours." I nod.

Kegs looks skeptical. "You're not taking off with those Pogues after work- you actually have to come home this time. Seriously. Mom needs your help with the twins tonight."

"Those Pogues". As if he doesn't live on the cut with us.

I sigh and drop my head back. "I didn't plan on it, you know. Regardless they'll be fine, they're almost twelve, Kegs." I look back up at him and adjust the bag on my shoulder. The twins were a force to be reckoned with, honestly. They're just a handful, it'll probably be harder to keep them inside.

"Really? Anna and Deck? Fine? Give me your keys." He said, getting frustrated now as he holds out his hand.

"What?" I ask angrily, my voice dropping as Rafe and Topper stop talking to listen to us, so I lower my voice. "I'm not giving you my keys I need to get home, do you want me to walk?" I whisper angrily.

I suppose I should clue you in on my family situation. First, Kegs is short for Keegan. Kegs' ability to outdrink the Kooks, which he picked up back in Canada, gives him his nickname. Almost two years older than me, thinks he's a Kook. His whole thing is sports, back in Canada it was hockey, baseball, rugby, lacrosse, golf, and honestly whatever else he could do to get out of the house. Here he's settled on golf. Believe it or not, he's pretty sensitive. I've seen him after many-a-breakup, and it's not at all pretty. My mom has employed me as his personal therapist, she'll just cry and not say anything to him to try and help. I wonder where we get our emotional insecurities from. She's never like that with me. Anyway, he's always got my back. Like 80% of the time.

Next, the twins. Annabelle and Declan. They're six years younger than me, and I practically raised them. They hardly have a relationship with Kegs, somehow. Anna, older than Deck by eight minutes, refuses to let that go that she's a middle child. This is crazy because one, she gives off seriously only child energy- I'm friends with enough of them to know and two, she's not a middle child. She has a big personality and no filter, unfortunately. Completely obsessed with Pope. I already see she's going to be a nightmare at 16. Deck, on the other hand, is her complete opposite. He minds his business, as much as an eleven-year-old can. He rocks a mullet like Kegs used to, sticking to our Canadian roots, and now he's flipped gears into surfing. He wants JJ to teach him, JJ is all about it- of course. It is hard for me to watch Deck grow up, he's only eleven, yes, but I miss when he was little; he slept in my bed every night for years.

"Rafe said he can pick you up. I don't want you taking off, mom will tear a strip off me if I don't get you home."

What is he even talking about right now? I look back at his friend behind him, who raises his hand at me in acknowledgment, smiling. "Why can't you pick me up?" I whisper, leaning closer to him. "Why does it have to be one of your Kook friends?"

"Snowy-" He sighs, raising his hand to push his hair back out of his face. "I'm busy, okay? I have to go to Erin's to help them storm prep, then I'm gonna crash there. I need to go like right now, I don't even have time for this." Erin, ugh. Not my favorite girlfriend he's ever had, that's for sure. They've been on and off for years, but rumor has it, she's a chronic cheater. I don't want to get into it with him, so I sigh and hand him my keys, turning to walk inside.

"I'll pick you up at eight!" Rafe shouts after me as I walk inside, mumbling to myself in anger.

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I'm just finishing putting plywood up behind the windows as I hear the bell chime, meaning someone has walked in. I wipe my hands on my blue apron and turn to face the customer coming in. "Just prepping for that storm tonight, we're closing in a couple minutes. What can I-" I stop talking and drop my customer service voice as I see who it is. "Hi, Rafe."

"Will you be ready to go soon, Juliette?" He shoves his hands in the pockets of his shorts as he smirks at me. I catch myself staring at him for a second. Normally I would correct anyone calling me that, but I just, don't. I look over to where the owner, Megan, is wrapping up everything at the registers. She nods at me.

"Hi, Rafe, how's Rose doing? And your father?" She smiles at him, looking up from her receipts.

"They're well, thank you, ma'am." I have never heard him be this polite to anyone- ever. Not that I have ever talked to him for more than a couple minutes at a time.

"Alright Snowy, I should be totally fine here. You did great putting those up. You get home safe." Megan says to me and I untie my apron.

"Thanks, Megan." I climb down the stepstool I was standing on, and look towards Rafe. "I'll be right out, give me two minutes," I tell him, jogging to the back to grab my bag and hang up my apron.

I walk back out and Rafe is leaning his shoulder against the door, scrolling on his phone. A customer comes to open the door, and he looks up and taps his knuckle on the window under the sign that now reads "closed", I suppose Megan asked him to flip it so we could close a couple of minutes early. The customer rolls their eyes and walks away. I approach him and take my hair out of the bun I had it in, looking back at Megan as she says goodbye.

"You two get home safe alright?" I nod and smile at her.

"You too." Rafe and I both say at the same time, I instantly turn to look at him and my cheeks burn as I see he's acting like he didn't notice. He holds the door for me and we walk out to his car, I'm assuming he borrowed it from his dad.

"My mom used to drive a Range Rover. Back in BC." I say quietly as we drive out towards the Cut.

"Oh yeah?" Rafe replies, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gear shift, despite it not being a manual. He looks over at me. "Were you Canada Kooks? What happened?"

I look back out in front of me. "I guess, kind of, I don't really know what happened." I can see in my peripherals that he's looking at me now, waiting for me to continue.

"We didn't live on The Terrace, but it was decent- mostly property, not a big house. But it wasn't the south side either. I don't know. We had to sell the car before we moved. We all squished into our dad's truck, Deck had to sit on my lap the whole drive. Two weeks." I laugh a little at the memory. Rafe just smiles.

"The Terrace?" He asks quizzically.

"Moose Lake's Figure Eight. It was on a hill overlooking the rest of the city, like a second-story porch. Rich people lived up there." I translate. "I actually was meant to go to school up there, we were at the bottom of the hill, but my parents decided to pull me and put me in a public school closer to home anyways. My mom said it would make me more humble." I honestly think that's when they realized they couldn't afford private school for two kids.

He nods. "Let me guess, Kegs went to the private school?" Rafe asks and I nod my head toward him.

"Yep- how could you tell?" I joke. "In all honesty, private school there was absolutely nothing like Kook academy, don't get it twisted. He was always popular though. Everyone only knew me as his sister, I was hardly ever my own person." I explain- why am I telling him this? No way on earth Rafe could give two shits.

"I mean, you've definitely made a name for yourself here. Literally, apparently." He gestures to my name tag.

"Snow is my middle name." Why do I keep talking? He does look shocked at this though, as he does a double-take between me and the road. "Oh, it's actually real? I thought the pogues made it up because you were Canadian."

I giggle at this. "Nope, just a funny coincidence. Kegs has always called me that, Juliette is a busted name."

"I think it's cute. I mean, fine. It's not as bad as you think." He says quickly, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter, his knuckles turning white.

"Thanks."

[hatelangdon]

Re-introduction <3

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Oh I think he goes full out to make girl forgive him. Of course he sorts out the situation with the other girl, but then romantic dinner for just the two of them on the beach, her favourite flowers and dessert.

he sorts it out with the other girl immediately - apologises in case she got the wrong impression, but he is so so deeply in love with you and doesn't want anybody else. idk how she reacts, and frankly idgaf lol. but yeah - matty gives you space that night, goes up to bed a little bit early because he's been Through It. so have you, obv, but you process it by having a few extra drinks with the girls (ft. ross and john, honorary girls, superior boat crew); polly asks if you want to stay with her that night, sweetie that she is, but you shake your head like "i'm still upset, but i can't really sleep without him. and i do miss him. a lot". a little while later, you go up to you and matty's room and enter as quietly as you can - he's facing away from the door, so you can't quite tell if he's asleep or not, but you go to the bathroom and get ready for bed as quietly as you can so as not to wake him regardless. you tuck yourself in and stare at matty's bare back for a second, before you think "fuck it" and squish close to him so you can spoon him. it's a peace offering, an olive branch, a white flag, and also a way of saying "i love you. i want you close to me" without speaking at all. as it turns out, matty's still awake; he doesn't turn round, but he pulls the arm wrapped around him up so he can kiss your hand, then falls asleep clutching it like a life raft. you fall asleep with your face smushed into his back, just inhaling his smell - synonymous with home, for you - and wake up curled into his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around you. you're both quite tentative the next morning; there are some hugs, and little kisses to heads and cheeks and shoulders and hands, but nothing too much. and you respect matty for it, the fact he's giving you space, so much so that you agree when he asks if the two of you can have dinner alone that night.

like you said, it's a dinner on the beach, the two of you and a picnic blanket and your favourite food. matty says he wishes the circumstances of the dinner were happier, but acknowledges it's his fault they aren't, and says that he wanted to do something special for you to kickstart his becoming better - says something like "this is the level of romance you deserve all the time. i'm sorry i let it slip completely recently. it honestly will never happen again. i'm not asking you to take my word for that, because i'll genuinely prove it. i love you. you're all i want, all i need, and i'm never taking you for granted ever again". and there's more he tries to say, but he can't - at that point, you lean over to kiss him, because you can't help yourself, and it shuts him up. when you pull back, you're like "i love you too. thank you", before the two of you have a big hug. you walk along the beach and back to the hotel quietly, but holding hands the whole time, and when you get back to your room you see a bouquet of tulips have been delivered with an "i'm sorry. i love you. matty x" note; another big hug follows, and then you get ready for bed and fall asleep holding each other again. it takes a little while for the two of you to get back to normal, but this is a good start <3

[brinedpickle]

i keep thinking about vaultknight and why i think it is highly unlikely to be endgame. and dgmw, i love vaultknight. i also love ghoulcy/vaultghoul. i love all three of them together tbh so i'm not doing to debate the merits of any of those ships or pit them against one another. i don't think one of them is better than the other. do i have a preference? sure.

but while i do personally feel they are certainly setting something up w/vaultghoul and that could very well end up being shippy (but just as easily could not be), i think they show has done one specific thing that makes me feel like they will not be going the vaultknight route, and that's the fact that they already had them kiss.

i'll never forget having listened to this podcast re: tv writing and specifically about writing romance/love stories in tv. and that sydney pollack had told the writers of will and grace essentially that "a love story is over after the boy and the girl kiss" and that "if you can figure out a way to tell a love story where they don't kiss, you can have a show that could run for a very long time" (i'm paraphrasing...the folks recounting the story are paraphrasing). anyway, this idea stuck w/me bc it's very often right. i can think of examples off the top of my head where this is true (huddy!!) that once they kiss...it's kinda over.

in will and grace specifically, they do in fact have them kiss in the pilot, but that's a very different story obvs bc that show is about how a gay man and a straight woman can have a different kind of love story together. they did this to subvert this idea that a love story is over when they kiss bc they're telling a different love story. i think in fallout, they've had max and lucy kiss in the first season not to subvert this plot trope/concept but to be an example of it.

now, the rest of sydney's advice was that a love story needs obstacles as well. and i think vaultknight in any context, whether shippy or not, their relationship will have buckets of obstacles. but i do think that the writers have deliberately done that one thing (have them kiss) not to set them up for obstacles to overcome to get together but to establish that they won't get together. their story, their relationship is about something else entirely.

i think their story is a tragedy. i think that brief moment they have with each other is a sort of 'what if' scenario. a 'what could be' if the world were different. if her vault was the safe place she thought it was where they could be together. if his brotherhood were the good guys he thought they were. but they're not. neither of those things are true in the ways that they believed them to be. and as long as max remains with the brotherhood (despite knowing/discovering harsh realities) and lucy continues on a path that takes her away from vault living (because of the harsh realities she's discovered), they'll be driven further and further apart.

and again, i don't necessarily think they're doing this specifically to set up vaultghoul instead. i think that's the story they're setting up for max regardless of whatever goes on w/the ghoul and lucy.

[literaticat]

Hi Jenn, if you don’t hear back on an R&R with a publisher, but you get an offer from someone else, do you need to contact the publisher who made the R&R and formally withdraw the manuscript? If so, what wording do you use? Or can you just go with the new offer and forget the non-responsive publisher? Or does it depend how long it’s been, whether weeks or months? I suppose I’m also curious on a similar question if this was with an agent, not a publisher, and if there’s any difference in either case. Thank you.

Regardless of whether or not it's an R&R or just a regular submission to a publisher or agent, if I got an offer from somebody else, I'd give the other folks who have the material and haven't yet responded the opportunity to do so. That goes for an editor or agent with an R&R, an editor or an agent with a full, or an agent that I have queried but it was recent enough that it is still definitely in the "will respond by" window.

The check-in email would be something like, "Hi, I have an offer from another [publisher/agent]; if you have the chance to read and are interested in this as well, can you let me know by [x-date/the end of next week/two weeks from now/etc]? If you need more time, let me know, but if I don't hear from you, I'll consider it a pass. Thanks so much, etc."

(Obvs you can make it more flowery or whatever your style is -- this is just the basic info! And see the *** paragraph below for an extra addendum that MIGHT come into play for an R&R!)

If they don't reply in that timeframe, then you can consider it a pass and move on.

!!Etiquette point!! You didn't ask this part, but it comes up when talking R&Rs, so just for people who don't know: Generally speaking, if you've agreed to do an R&R ("revise and resubmit") specifically for an editor or agent -- i.e., they have provided fairly extensive and rather specific notes for you, you have revised to those notes****** -- it's typically expected that they will have an exclusive on that revised version for a period of time. (If the old version is still out with other people, that's fine, you don't need to pull it or anything.)

Because of this, the polite thing to do when you are turning in an R&R is to thank them so much for the notes, and let them know that, though the previous version is still with some other folks, this version is exclusive to them for a period of time (say, 8 weeks for a novel?) -- and you'll let them know if anything should change. Then after that period of time, you don't need to PULL IT from them or alert them or anything like that -- they can still consider it if they are still considering it! But you are fine to send that new version to more folks if you want to.

*** SO, let's say you get an offer on the old version of the ms, and they are the only ones considering the new version -- IF that's the case, I would probably add to my note something like, "I really appreciate the time you took with this already, so I wanted to make extra sure you had the chance to look; just so you know, the offer is for a previous version of the ms." (or something that is truthful and nice and in this vein!)

******* "But what if they didn't call it an R&R, it was just kind of like "if you decide to revise down the line I'd love to take another look", the notes weren't that in-depth or multiple editors said the same things, so I want to revise but it isn't really FOR THEM, it's just a revision?" -- In that case, I wouldn't offer it back to them exclusively. In THAT case, when I resubmitted it to them, I'd say something like, "Thanks so much for your kind words about this ms, and for offering to look at it again. It turns out that several editors had very similar feedback, so I decided to go back to the drawing board on some of these elements (or whatever); I do think it is much stronger, and I hope you enjoy!" -- that way you aren't promising them exclusivity, they are aware other editors may be in the mix, etc.

[yooniesim]

I havent updated my game yet but I may take about a week off from the sims to give everything time to update- i wanna put Amari into a fresh save thats all updated and ready to go.

Submissions for the bc are closed now obv (if you were working on one and still wanna submit, just lmk asap and I'll still accept it) but I'm going to go through all the submissions so I can decide how many I want to put in a household. Normally I would just use them all, but since I want some story elements, it may be stressful to try to incorporate that many contestants. I may go down to 8, or something more like 10, I haven't quite decided yet. However, I would still be super grateful to have all of the contestants in my game even if they aren't part of the challenge- they're all amazing sims omg. So if yall want to send me the sims regardless I would love them 🥰

[downtowndrain]

archer in pomas is so funny bc there's a huge discrepancy between his dialogue/the game's plot and his voicelines. a lot of his dialogue he's talking about giovanni having returned and team rocket being back. for example, these dialogue lines that i posted abt the other day. specifically: "But he [Giovanni] returned and is once again Team Rocket's boss. Our organization has been reborn- stronger than ever!" because well. obviously giovanni has returned and team rocket is revived. this is a fact.

but a lot of his voicelines are about him resurrecting team rocket or some shit. as though his voicelines take place pre-pomas?? you can listen to all his voicelines here, but to point out a few:

"I'll use this power to resurrect Team Rocket." "It won't be long until I resurrect Team Rocket." "I will do whatever it takes to regain Team Rocket's former glory." "One day, I will restore Team Rocket to its former shining glory, just like the stars in the night sky." (lmao archer what) "After our boss is back from his solo training, Team Rocket will regain our former glory."

as you can see. he's talking like giovanni isn't back yet, despite him clearly having returned. like why. (also the last one is interesting to me bc it refers to the original giovanni. i'll talk about it more at the end)

i think rationally it's probably just a mistake, or maybe they recorded his voicelines way in advance or some shit and hadn't realized where they were going with the plot yet. idk. but it's kind of weird bc the other executives' voicelines don't have this issue. in fact there's multiple lines that directly acknowledge that he's back and they're currently under his leadership:

Ariana: "All of my strength exists to serve Team Rocket and its great leader." (the great leader presumably being giovanni obv) Petrel: "I can't believe Giovanni is in a place like this! Life sure is full of unexpected surprises."

i think it's worth pointing out that the giovanni on pasio is not actually the giovanni from this world, which he talks about in the mewtwo legendary adventure ("So this is how it's gonna be, huh? I guess I'm doomed to be a criminal no matter which world I find myself in.") this makes the archer voiceline i pointed out earlier a bit weirder, since it actually acknowledges the original giovanni. i think it's one of the few instances where he's actually acknowledged LOLL

that being said i don't necessarily think that's related, especially since in the dialogue i linked at the beginning, archer clearly considers the pasio giovanni to be his leader. still cool to think about tho

anyways i just thought this was interesting, & whenever i hear archer say one of the voicelines i pointed out earlier, it's always a little bit jarring to me. bc bbg team rocket IS back. what are you talking about. but yeah, regardless of whether this means anything or if i'm just overthinking it, i wanted to share this anyway so <3 love yall bye

edit oopsie: obv the otherworldly giovanni is similar to usum. and so this giovanni never experienced the disbandment of team rocket/hasn't yet done so. so that's why archer's voiceline has to refer to the og giovanni. this is further evidenced by giovanni acting surprised that team rocket was disbanded in the mewtwo legendary adventure. idk if this is obvious but i think it's important to mention LOL my b