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Headcanon: Ranamon and Shockwave is team "pineapple belongs on pizza" and often have to hide from the others whenever they order pizza with pineapple to avoid starting a new pizza-war.

Ranamon genuinely likes pineapple on pizza! Shockwave eats different things (though Transformers can process organic matter into Energon fuel, its not terribly efficient if they don’t have the right filters, which Shockwave doesn’t have), but its important to remember: Shockwave is a total troll.

he knows full well what he’s setting into motion and thinks its hilarious, and just lets it go completely wild for the fun of it.

usually this happens when they’re with the Task Force on a mission into the multiverse, and for some reason, mission commander Reyes/Reaper really hates pineapple on pizza. One of the few things to spoil his calm and BOY it gets rough.

At one point they had an actual firefight over it, Shockwave justified it in the paperwork as ‘psychological experiment’ and Waller returned the paperwork as ‘BULLSHIT’

#qeueued #headcanonns #accepted #ranamon goes full on for it and genuinely likes it #Shockwave is just a pai in the aftplates #and thinks its hilarious #reaper is still pissed about it #the task force is... ECCENTRIC to say the last #task force x #shockwave #ranamon #queued #crossthicc AU #heimkoheimkofan

Letters to December #3

Dear Dec,

I'm writing this letter really fast because I need to explain something to you. First, I'm sorry that I didn't write to you yesterday. I hope you don't think I've forgotten about you, because I haven't. I could never. I didn't write to you because I ran out of paper and when I thought I couldn't write to you, I went into a panic. That's right, Dec. I panicked. So the nurses came because I messed up my room and they gave me something that made me fall asleep. I know now that I could have gone to the art room but I wasn't thinking straight.

So this is my letter to you today that was supposed to be written yesterday. I still miss you, I think that I always will. I miss cuddling with you too, no ones ever cuddled with me the way you did. You fit so perfectly in my arms that I think we were made for each other. I really do. I think that's proof of it, too. I want you to know that I'm making posters for you so that I can hang them up so that if anybody finds you before I do, they can bring you here safely. I thought about the first thing I would do when I saw you, but you know what? I don't know.

I think I might cry or smile, or maybe both? Or maybe I'll run straight to you and hold you close to me and lift you off the ground? Or I'll kiss you and tell you how much I love you. I'm not sure, but I know we'll see it soon enough because I won't let you be lost for long. Nothing is the same around here without you. I don't find the happiness I used to get when I was around you or knew that when I went to sleep and woke up the next morning, that I would get to see you and be around you. But right now I don't get those feelings anymore. Half the time I don't want to leave my room, but when I do, it's because I'm looking for you. You are what keeps me going, Dec, even now that you're not here. You are the strength I find in myself. I hope you know I will always love you, and I've decided I will never fall in love again. It's too painful without you and I don't think I could ever love someone other than you. I think I was made to love you and keep you safe, which I failed at. I'm so sorry, Dec. I'm so sorry.

I'm crying now, but you don't know that because you're gone. Don't feel bad when you read this, I'm just crying because I miss you. I know we'll find each other again, though. It's inevitable. I've decided I'm going to write a song about you, so I can play it to you once you're back. I'll play it and then I'll hold you and you'll fall asleep in my arms. Then I'll tuck your hair behind your ear and I'll kiss you. Your kisses always make my heart fly, did you know that, Dec? And I'll stay awake all night just holding you and keeping you warm and protecting you to make sure no one ever hurts you ever again. I'll watch you dream too, like the dreamer I know you can be. And I'll wonder if you're dreaming of me. And if you have a nightmare, I'll kiss it away. I promise.

Dream of me always, Carter E. Samuels

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