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  • Sep 20
  • Canada
  • Deviant for 11 years
  • She / Her
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K19-the widow maker
Favourite TV Shows
Thundercats, CSI, NCIS, Criminal minds
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Linkenpark,
Favourite Writers
Ali Sparks
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Hockey
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pencil, manga pens, and the usual
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Nature (not like Hippie) Ice hockey
[Prologue] [Twenty one of Twenty one] [Part two] Her heart beat double time as she waited in line. The bottom of her short white silk dress brushed just above her knee sending a shiver up her spine. Breathing heaving, she curled her sweaty hands in to tight balls, her eyes darting all over the majestic room. She had never seen so much white and silver in her life, the light reflecting off of every wall and column in the room. There were no windows and the ceiling was so high that she couldn’t see where the light was coming from. The marble floor was cold underfoot and her toes were turning the color of storm clouds and numb because
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[Prologue] [Twenty one of Twenty one] [Part one] One, Two, Three. He watched from the balcony, as the 21st communion walked towards the Alter. His long grey trench coat hung effortlessly around his shoulders, giving the illusion that it was part of his very body. His hair neatly combed into place so that not a single dark hair out of place and his shoes shined to perfection. None of this mattered to him, but it matter to the community, tardiness was not tolerated. It mattered that his trouser crease was as sharp as his razors edge, it mattered that his cufflinks were perfectly positions and that his tie, the buttons on his shirt, and his b
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Dancing with Derrick   Derrick lead me into a small room at the back of the church without saying a word, his hand still firmly gripped mine almost pinching the skin. They weren’t ruff but smooth and soft but they had grip on them like iron hand cuffs, and they could chafe as much as bracelets made of sand paper.   He threw me into the room before him, shutting the small wooden door he quickly turned to me and said nothing. His eyes looking me up and down. “What do you want from me” I said backing away from him. I kept going until I met with a small desk behind me; I gripped it tightly as I felt unsteady with fear. Derrick
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thanks for the watch! 
when will your next drawing be :'( miss um

Thanks for watching! :heart:
:wave: thanks for the watch!
thats fine! i thought it was about time and long over due
xxx