Crystalsqueer

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So it's been awhile. 
          	
          	I have mainly deleted my stories as I reread them now as I am older, I realize that I did not know how to write for shit or know trigger warnings. I was young and I didn't know any better in which I do apologize. 
          	
          	This account will most likely be deleted by the end of this week, I do apologize again. I was young and stupid and didn't know any better clearly. 
          	
          	I do have another wattpad account that is not as bad and I am clearly a better writer and know more now.  
          	
          	I am sorry for those that were waiting for an update ( if you are idk what you are doing, go do something better then reading old fanfictions of mine that are HORRID) 
          	
          	I hope you all have a good day or night, I wish you all well. 
          	
          	- Crystalsqueer

Crystalsqueer

this message may be offensive
So it's been awhile. 
          
          I have mainly deleted my stories as I reread them now as I am older, I realize that I did not know how to write for shit or know trigger warnings. I was young and I didn't know any better in which I do apologize. 
          
          This account will most likely be deleted by the end of this week, I do apologize again. I was young and stupid and didn't know any better clearly. 
          
          I do have another wattpad account that is not as bad and I am clearly a better writer and know more now.  
          
          I am sorry for those that were waiting for an update ( if you are idk what you are doing, go do something better then reading old fanfictions of mine that are HORRID) 
          
          I hope you all have a good day or night, I wish you all well. 
          
          - Crystalsqueer

Crystalsqueer

It’s been two years since the great consulting detective killed himself. The memory haunted Dr. Watson as he laid in his bed sweating and moving around he shot up breathing heavily as he ran his fingers through his hair he pursed his lips as he counted breaths “ 1 “ he breathed “ 2 “ he took another deep breath “ 3 “ he mumbled.
          
          Dr. Watson looked around his new flat he moved out of 221b too much memories and it reminded him of Sherlock. The thought of his past lover made him sick to his stomach but he knew what he had to do, he stood up walking to the drawer and there laid a loaded gun on top of all the paper, he grabbed the gun and sat back down he was shaky the army doctor was in tears he pursed his lips and took a shaky breath.
          
          The gun cocked as he placed it in his mouth and closed his eyes. “ We will be together again “ he whispered as a bang was heard blood spattered the walls and the bed, the door swung open.
          
          A black coat swooshed in, a tall man with curls ran in frantic “ John I’m here! “ he yelled but saw his dead best friend the great Sherlock Holmes fell to the ground sobbing.
          
          What did he do? 
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          A little piece of work that I thought of, here’s a preview of my coming soon book.
          
          Enjoy! 

Crystalsqueer

So I might just delete the Jelsa fanfics that I wrote because I don’t feel inspired by them anymore I found fandoms that are unbelievable and they are amazing I am parting ways from the Jelsa fandom I am sorry but I’m growing up we all are and there’s really nothing to Jelsa anymore. - Admin