This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
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She's lost and she can feel the wind blow through the empty space that was once her heart. A chill runs down her spine. "All this hurt for nothing," she murmurs looking up at the empty sky,"so sad." She closed her eyes and lets the shadows consume her.
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Un libro es un espejo, sólo podemos encontrar en él lo que ya llevamos dentro. "La sombra del viento", Carlos Ruiz Zafón A book is a mirror, we can only find on it what we already have inside us. "The shadow of the wind", by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
HP forever!
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Draco is <3
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"Bloody beans."
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Shy people unite...AHH! Other people! Run awaayy!
Every silver lining has a cloud 0.o
Join the Light Side! We stole the Dark Side's cookies!
Coffee is my anti-drug! ..Wait...waaait a minute....
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She's lost and she can feel the wind blow through the empty space that was once her heart. A chill runs down her spine. "All this hurt for nothing," she murmurs looking up at the empty sky,"so sad." She closed her eyes and lets the shadows consume her.
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at last I am born, born, born
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Un libro es un espejo, sólo podemos encontrar en él lo que ya llevamos dentro.
"La sombra del viento", Carlos Ruiz Zafón
A book is a mirror, we can only find on it what we already have inside us.
"The shadow of the wind", by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
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