So I'm not the only one who thinks Ken would be a physical therapist! I'm so fucking happy! I thought I was alone!
Nope, you’re not alone! I think he’d really excel at something like that :)

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So I'm not the only one who thinks Ken would be a physical therapist! I'm so fucking happy! I thought I was alone!
Nope, you’re not alone! I think he’d really excel at something like that :)
Are the questions meant for your candy or are they directed at other people's candy? On a side note, your questions have the creation of my candy so much better. So thank you. Can we share our candies with you?
By “your Candy” do you mean mine? o:
The questions are directed at other people's Candies (sorry if I misread your question ^^; )
I’m so glad this blog was able to help you create your Candy~
And sure, I would love for you guys to share your Candies
I was reading you KlausxRandy nsfw headcanons while I break and a classmate of mine passed by me and said, "Oh, look at that smile! You must be reading something so sweet!" Yeah...sweet.
ohhh why it is sweet...in a strange kind of way
but it’s good they made you smile though
Abso-fucking-lutely. It's my favorite so far. Please continue it if you want to.
I’ll think about it! c:
That Victorian Yukiya/Elias fanfiction needs to be continued in an actual, full length story
You think so?? because that thought actually crossed my mind too
Pairing: Yukiya/MC AU Setting: the 60's
She jumped down from the bar chair she was sitting on when she heard the tunes coming out of the jukebox. “I love that song, let’s dance” she said while grabbing the boy’s hand and pulling him after her. He just smiled, unable to turn her down, despite dancing not actually being his favorite thing to do on a date.
I understand. Took me a while to reach that profound and articulate conclusion but once you do, everything becomes easier. So, we all good? You're not feeling like shit anymore? Just making sure.
Yes, I’m fine. Thanks for your concern. c:
You shouldn't worry about what other people think. Most of them are fuckwads anyway. And you're not a fuckwad. I know it's hard not to think about them, I totally understand. But your opinion is the only one that matters. Fuck the rest.
Heh, it’s kind of hard for me to think that way, no matter what it’s about.
But I can’t always make everyone happy and I’ll try keeping that in mind.