This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The bottom 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!
"chan knocked on the door. after a while a face appeared behind the wood - it was julia. "oh" "oh?", julia replied angrily, "oh what? were you not expecting me or something?" chan took a deep breath. what the hell was her problem. "honestly, yes. i was expecting chris. you know, he lives here" "well, duh. that's why i'm here. because i'm his girlfriend" julia's eyes were glittering with irritation. for some reason she always hold a grudge against chan - and chan never figured out why. plus, chan didn't know how to respond to that - so she was just equally mean. that just seemed fair. "yes, i'm very aware of that. but please, do enlighten me - why did you even feel the need to add this?", her monotone voice echoed into the hallway behind julia. a door in this hallway opened and a guy with black hair came out of it. "hey, jules? is there someone at the door i could swear i just heard cha-" chris froze. yes, his ears didn't betray him - the almost dead sounding voice that could make little children cry belonged to chan who was right in front of his door. just like julia. but somehow the two didn't seem to notice him, they were too busy staring at each other with so much rage, chris felt the tension even though he was nowhere near the two of them. this tension between those two strong and fiery characters was not good for him. well, technically it made him feel some things. but he didn't need those feelings right now. he felt his blood rush into the opposite directions of his body. one part reached his face, the other part reached his... oh no. this was definitely NOT GOOD."
another part of my story starring two hot-shots and one distressed damsel. HA. okay, bye.