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drawing i made on google slides

Thu, 20 Feb 2025 18:20:58 +0000

i did this by using the lines on google slides, and then clicking curve :3

Does anyone want to my therian friend?

Wed, 19 Feb 2025 19:16:34 +0000

I have basically no therian Friends any friends in DE it’s fine if you’re not there but still

check out my sonic drawing

Wed, 19 Feb 2025 15:04:11 +0000

i js figured out how 2 draw him last weekend :D

whos your fav sonic character?

Tue, 18 Feb 2025 17:55:56 +0000

I NEED 2 KNOW!!!

sonic is my hyperfixation I CANT RUN FROM IT!

Star Wars or harry potter

Wed, 18 Dec 2024 17:48:48 +0000

Star Wars or Harry Potter

Request to be in my Alan Becker comic on this question

Wed, 18 Dec 2024 17:34:13 +0000

So if you want to be in the comic as a stickman character, you can request here, more info on how to request to be in it below:

Request to be in the comic

1: name (this isn’t for your character, this is so I know who you are, your characters name will be their color)

2: color ( you can have a pattern if wanted)

3: outfit style

4: way of introduction (this is optional)

5: give description

6: gender

7: trauma (optional)

8: hair style (I’m giving them hair)

9: extra details

10: stick style, here is a slide with all these diffrent types /// (Mod Note: We don't allow Google docs).

11: sexuality
also you aren’t going to be a background character (unless you want to) you will be part of the main character board

Making a comic

Wed, 18 Dec 2024 04:06:16 +0000

I want all of you guys to make names plot and characters and I will make the story and update everyone along my creative journey

I'm planning on making a WoF comic, any ideas?

Fri, 16 Aug 2024 18:40:21 +0000

Hi! This is my first time on this website. I'm planning on making a WoF (Wings of Fire) comic/fanfiction, but I have no idea what to make it about...

Does anyone have any ideas for plot/story/characters/literally anything lol.

HERE ME OUT HERE ME OUT

Tue, 23 Apr 2024 14:10:05 +0000

HOW?

Dear joel

Tue, 30 Jan 2024 22:26:02 +0000

THANKS FOR ABSOULOUTLY KILLING ME WITH AMAZEMENT WITH THAT FANFIC

YOU NEED TO SEE THESE MEMES OF VARIAN

mehehehehehehehehehhHEHHEHEHEEHHE *obsessed fangirl noises*

What is your favorite star wars show and marvel show

Sun, 20 Nov 2022 00:25:44 +0000

My favorite show for Marvel and Falcon in Winter Soldier. My favorite show for for Star Wars and it's the andor

WHAT ABOUT YOU

Star Child: Chap 3 ????

Wed, 27 Apr 2022 17:59:40 +0000

As I've said before this story idea is by my little sister .

Why am I so nervous ? It's a school for people like me. I walked through halls of my new school looking for Room 208. I had never been to school before. Because of my abilities, my mom used to homeschool me, but when she found this school she was quick to send me here.

" Gurls !" My thoughts were interrupted by a shreiky voice . I turned around and saw a girl , who looked around sixteen, her green eyes glint with wickedness. She flipped her coffee brown hair. Quick as a flash, I felt a grasping force lifting me seven feet high off the ground. I panic. "Please !" I scream as my arms flailed like ribbons in the wind.The girl smirks.

" Why should I ?"

"Because you are a nice human being who enjoys making others happy"

"Ha ! Your haihandShe laughs. I didn't see anything amusing about my hair. It wasn't messy . It was just put up into a ponytail . "It's blue."

"So ?" I just wanted her to get me down.

" It's the ugliest colour on the planet !" At that very second, A girl with kind eyes and platinum blond hair walked in the room, noticed me , and shouted,

"Stop it ! You're torturing her." She grabs the mean girl's hand and does some fighting techniques that I have No idea what they are called. That caused the mean girl to drop me.

"Sup."

Fav star wars movie

Sat, 01 Jan 2022 00:07:39 +0000

I like the 3 one the best

Twenty Twenty - A Year Where It Lays Dead (Character Sheets) (Ver. 1)

Tue, 17 Mar 2020 22:11:32 +0000

DISCLAIMER: These are my very, very, very dear to me characters. Please do not take, or I will find you and squeeze every substance from your body in to my coffee mug. :)

They'll be different parts for each of my characters, you may want to complain because so, but it's so they won't get deleted.

TOM DRACO MALFOY 2020 (PART HP CHARACTER, CANON VERSION 2)

Full name: Thomas Draco Malfoy (CANON: Thomas Claret Circe)

RACE/ETHNICITY: White/British

CURRENT AGE: Twenty Three, 1998 December 26th.

LOOKS: Nat. White blond, 21 cm face, 5'3, Light Green/Blue eyes, softer upper facial features, ghostly pale white skin with red over his cheeks from cold weather.

SIBLINGS: Lucas (forgot his middle name lol) Malfoy (identical twin, they don't look alike. Lucas has stronger features.)

Social Status: Low.

DETAILS:

INTROVERTED

LOVE FOR ANIMALS, NOT HUMANS.

HE HAS A TATTOO

a cold personality type.

doesn't have many friends.

he's shocked he even was able to get a girlfriend when he was twenty five.

his favorite animals are snakes, reptiles in general, loves dragons to death, own ten Tarantulas.

Um, he also has a youthful face /:

ANYWAYS, this wasn't as serious as I thought it was going to be, maybe because everyone knows him, BUT NOT MY OTHER CHARACTERS THAT MEAN AS MUCH AS MY LIFE.

AKA, my first EVER character. Completely org, ikr????

Thanks for viewing loves

Borhedom Falls (Prolouge)

Sun, 08 Sep 2019 13:53:12 +0000

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epMOLn5Axw0

Borhedom Falls

"You could almost feel it, could almost pretend it was real, but it wasn't, was it?"

You could almost hear the whimpering of the crowd at the top of that very castle, the huge castle, mountains of land laid at rest and rubble. Town, city, all you could ever ask for-but why shall we be sad? Disappointed it's not enough? Because who are born with power, those who are called high-born only care for more. There are these high-born, rubble eaters, Lords and perhaps the controller of all of this is the Gods itself. Servants, maid, priests, nuns, these are the things you could be. But you can't choose. Of course, you can't, we are not entitled to choose who we are. What we are entitled to be choosing how we play that role.

That same crowd, that crowd that had sat their all Summer when the harvest season was ending, all Winter when the plants would fray away, all during the fall when the harvest was just beginning and all other seasons. The same people who begged at the feet of sinners themselves, starving and whimpering. That city glowed yellow that one Spring day, it's castle as bright as it could be real. It's beautiful roses all around it, it's high castle walls and guards protecting the castles queens and kings, nobles, knights from any endangerment. You even see one small girl, freckles and dark brown hair and light brown, almost hazel eyes. She sat on the steps in the glowing city, in the clothern side of that city, whose name was Borhedom. She sat there, with her long hair and a smile placed on her face. She sat on the steps of the cathedral, a huge one with glass windows of children and various kinds of colorful hues.

There were many people up those steps of that church, elder woman praying in another language then what the young girl was familiar with. They kept indeed praying as rigid as they could, nonstop. They wore black clothing, you'd suppose it would indeed be for a funeral. That one little girl on the steps didn't pay close mind to it, she looked twelve, and she was also quite pretty. She wore a brown dress, quite in an ugly one, many people could look down at the small girl and strongly agree.

Standing there, face down, smiling as people walked by. She had in her lap jars of jam, her family, from a town called Caeshire, near Borhedom, the ever so great city, the city was known for its markets and trades. It was called the "Shining City", for it always did glow a wonderful yellow color. It made the people who lived there proud, being one of the largest and best nations, 'best' in their pure opinions.

"Louella!" the young girl could hear her name being shouted, repeatedly. She recognized the voice it was being shouted by, her brother Bale. He had then noticed her, sitting at the top of the steps, near the wooden door of the entrance to the cathedral; about eight or nine feet tall, if not more the door was. Bale wasn't a tall man, he was only about 5'7, which wasn't very tall for his age. He was a young adult, twenty years old with a peculiar smile. A smile that kept its youth, and dark brown hair with grey eyes. You could say the siblings looked almost nothing alike, sometimes people couldn't really guess they were related, though they both did have very pale skin.

Bale wore what most peasants wore: a white shirt and trousers.

The girl's name was Louella Holbrook, she was the daughter of two farmers who has always lived in the same place all their life, in Caeshire. It was a peaceful town; a place people went for retirement or to raise their young. Louella always found it boring, that same cattle every day just baying, scrubbing up her horse's stall near her small cottage every morning. You could see it in the poor girl's eyes she wanted adventure, to be a knight, or ride to foreign lands.

"What do you want Bale?" Louella asked, standing up on the stone steps. She looked up in his grey eyes, his wonderful stormy grey eyes.

"Mother and father are worried for you, we should better get going back to Caeshire." Bale said, his hands behind his back, grinning widely with his head down low, looking into his sisters' eyes aswell. Louella slightly nodded her head, holding her brothers' cold hands. In the streets of the Clothern part of Borhedom, you could almost touch the sun it felt like. It was so close, yet it didn't burn up the city, she could see the rays of as it shone on her face.

You could hear a racket in the city, lots of yelling and screaming from the folks. Laughter in the combination, drunk people wandering the streets with flasks in their hands. "We better get going," Bale guided little Louella down the streets, people dancing and selling their fruits. You could hear the bands playing, some of it was rather retched music to Bale's ears.

Once the two had exited out of the loud part of the city, it was a quieter, calmer cobblestone path that would lead to the small village that they lived in. The two slowly walked down that stone path, watching the trail carefully. "Bale, I don't need you to protect me all the time, you know," Louella said, letting go of Bale's hand. "I'm a kid, I'm a small one, but I'm not imprudent." She said, looking up at his saddened face. He didn't respond, his shoes making loud stepping noises that had made an explanation for the silence.

"How do you know such big words, you can't even read." He said, not paying attention to what she said before. Bale looked up and down, at his shoes and a little tilted down but still up at her face. "You are still a child, a small one that can't protect herself. You know very well how cruel this world is." He said, picking up enough courage to talk to his twelve-year-old sister. "Look, this part is steep Louella, be careful of holes." He clowned around with her.

Louella only put on an utterly infuriated face, and once they reached the little village, she ran to the hen house. The air was a breeze, flowing through Bale's hair as he would stop in his tracks, look yonder the Kingdom of Borhedom and the wealthy, huge estates in the horizon. Louella, on the other hand, didn't appreciate all the fresh air blowing in her face as she ran to the hens and chickens. Today was slaughter day, tomorrow the meats would be taken to the farther side of the city.

Her mother, a rather old woman with many wrinkles and a skinny figure was standing with one of the family's friends, an old man named Barny Wildberity. He had white hair, tired old eyes and a little chubby. Louella had stood in the mud, near the chickens as hay was spread all around. "We'd better make a safer cupboard." Louella's mother said, lifting a fine piece of tree bark.

"When it rained this morning three of them got soaking wet and died." She continued a gloomy tone as usual. "I'm sure it's fine, you've got a bunch of little chickling eggs anyways," said Barny as he attempted to sound more content than her to cheer her mood up. "Well, I guess your right Barny. Bad things happen to make way for good things," Louella's mother dropped the bark as it fell on the ground in a puddle, her sighing and stretching.

Their mother looked at Bale, her hands on her back. "Bale, please come and help us, dear!" she yelled, picking up some more wood. "The Lumbers were kind enough to chop this wood for us from the Latchlam woods." Bale was a strong broad fellow himself, he would always chop would too when winter came for the fires—he would love helping around, bringing the meat to the slaughterhouse. Bale looked around for a minute before going to choose the chickens that were going to be sold or slaughtered. "These ones really meaty!" Louella pointed at a golden one, a wonderful, beautiful fat golden one that they had kept for a while now.

Bale held the fowl by its neck, taking it to the little wooden house where they would slaughter their chickens. "This one's good," Bale said as he looked at Louella, her eyes pierced on the chicken's feathers, which were white and yellow with slight of a goldish tint.

Louella followed him in. He banged it on the wooden wall quick as its neck cracked. He arranged it down on another wooden table. In this town, everything seemed to be made of wood. It wasn't like the city, the feeling of the town was different, the looks. It was fresher in comparison to the Shining City, it was a cultural change when you'd entered the Farther side of Borhedom with many foreigners.

"C'mon Lou, let's go outside and get some fresh air." He left the dead chicken on the table, covering it up. The whole barn had smelled like blood and rotting flesh, after a while the family had gotten used to the smell, working the business they had. A smile was on Louella's face, "The places you could be." She said, as they walked outside of the small slaughterhouse and smelled the flowery air.

They both sat down on a huge rock, looking at the hills yonder the village and Clothern side of Borhedom. They only ever got to see a small part of the city anyways: the church, castle walls, and the market. The quiet place though Caeshire, almost too quiet, and whenever it wasn't quiet, you'd hear little children yelling. Then you'd want to undo your wish, obtaining the greyness of the village.

"You know Bale, what if you were a king? Of all this, responsible for so ever many lives?" You could see the first of that in Bale's eyes, he only knew his home. Home is what you make, and home is what you make of it. "I wouldn't be a very good king. A king without a crown perhaps." He said rather quickly, letting out a big sigh. Right in front of him was an apple tree. A large one perhaps, huge, red juicy apples that were ready to pick were on it.

"What if you were a Queen? Married to a King."

"What if? I suppose I wouldn't be a very good one either. You'd suppose we were servants of some sort of skin," Louella said this with her tiny voice. "But I suppose that would be on my King to be good," she continued. She laid her head down on Bale's shoulder as they watched the sun go down. The horizon--as they watched the milky orange sun go down--seemed like fumes were spread across the lands. It was stunning sight; the view reminded the two every day on how beautiful the world is.

Author's Note:

I have decided to share some of this work with you. This is only a prologue, so it will not be the first chapter or the impression I want to make. I’ve decided this because I want to share this with you. Please do not steal the characters or my writing. I am working hard on this. If you do want me to post the rest of the chapters, comment and show your support! I would really appreciate it. :D

Character Sheets: "You Weren't Worth Loving", "Borhedom Falls"

Fri, 30 Aug 2019 12:50:32 +0000

Character Sheets of Borhedom Falls

Bale Beauregard;

Age in first Chapter ~Intro~ (In the Eosodalar): Twenty-one

Character Appearance: 5’8,dark brown with his hair pulled back, half shaved. His eyes are light grey.

From: Caershire, a village by the great castle walls of Uleonor. In the mountains.

Quoted, Six Seas of Richness, “I live before I die, I have lived an uncertain life, unsure of the tales I’ve been told. I brought death, and I will serve it. But I will serve it wrongly. I will serve it less human then I ever was, less anything. I will die alone man in a huge world.”

Bale; Origin French: Meaning, living near castle walls.

(Sir Bale Beauregard lived on a small village called Caershire, on the edge off a mountain near the castle walls of Uleonor. The view was almost breath taking. Remembering standing on that cliff was a memory for sure, how fresh it was. Ad many flowers were on the land, if goats had not munched them up. How the wind would flow through your hair, pulling it back. Your clothes almost flying off. Anyone could have felt like a bird, set free indeed. But men were slaughtered in the small village. Good men, a horrible death would be laid upon then. Because every now and then a boy would be taken, a boy that was ready to serve as knight. A boy with a birth right, and birth right was all anything needed. It was impossible to serve the noble men as a peasant, you were nothing.

Beauregard; (People were often teased for beholding such a name now days, it was not honored in this realm either. Then from that day afterwards, it was frowned upon.)

(“Oh, such a pretty face. It reminds me of the youth I once had. The days I spent wondering about life, a crown to be placed, or I be beheaded.” Bale looked straight in Galloway, glassy blue eyes, storms brewed in those glassy blue eyes. A storm that would have to be a burden, a burden for children, a burden for everyone. A smirk lifted on his face. A smirk that told Bale nothing mattered to a powerful man but power. His black hairs barely showed anymore, not like they use to. You could see the power had corrupted him, the power had taken over every man in every castle as big as this one. It was a gloomy day, rainy and the fog made it all the worse. You could see nothing, just the grey smoke after the rain had stopped. The humid was also unbearable, and in that armor none of the men of the protection serves could hand the heat. He eyes then struck in a confused glare once a banging sound suddenly occurred. “The bell, someone’s trying to get in.” Said one of tall, broad men of the protection services, held by the nobles to protect those who are in control. The dust all the castle even shook when the banging had occurred, every time it did was dreadful. It was like your ears were bleeding, you could even pretend the blood was dripping down from ears onto the cleanly done floors. Lord Galloway’s face was in a rage, his breath was increasing as he quickly stepped over the castle sentinel and whispered something in rage, “Who ever is sound it that hard,” he stopped for moment as the guard leaned in, “I want you to slowly cut his hands off and then I want you to make his ears bleed!” he almost yelled, the echoes on the room scared everyone. The servants, the nobles, the watchers, the list goes on from there.)

Borhedom (Bore-he-de-um), The Penalty:

(***SPOILERS AND HEAVY TOPIC***)

Finn Barnett;

Age in first chapter ~Intro~ (In Uleonor): 13

Appearance: Almost white curly hair, very pale green eyes. Quite small but still very young, 5’4. He has a roundish face. His hair is really that curly, only small little curls are on his hair. He has it really messy all the time though, it is not expected of him.

From: Born in the Kingdom of Chaerith, heir to the throne of Chaerith, raised in Uleonor by maids of the High council)

Quoted (Kingdom of Chaerith) In the name of Galrasil, Όταν τελειώσει η μέραl: “I’m a solider. I’m a boy who fought. I saw those boys who dies, as old as me. But they didn’t fight. Even when I know It’s coming, my death, I will fight. I won’t give up thinking I tried, or trying to believe I tried, because I know I tried. I know I fought.” Second War of Οι μεγάλοι άρχοντες (“The Great Lords”)

Finn;

A blond soilder, (A/N I though him being blond, and indeed fighting the war three and two of Οι μεγάλοι άρχοντες (“The Great Lords”)

(“Why give up?” asked the small boy whose name was Arlo, Arlo Chaleston. He was the brother of another young noble. He was a stall as Finn, almost at least. Squinted brown eyes, brown hair and pale skin and long face. He wore black leather, as most noble men did during Winter. There in the cottage of the small village named Pernith. Hot soup was in their hands as they watched the fire, but Finn and Arlo had their faces all dirt from what they’ve been through. Covers were placed upon them as a maid watched them while warming up more soup. “I know it’s hard…” Finn said, holding on to his soup tightly for warmth. It was a cold atmosphere, snow had gotten inside from the small open window that had no blinds to close it with. There was a dead plant besides, it could only cross his mind that dead plant could be him, frozen in the snow, not even animals would feast on him.)

Barnett;

Of his father’s, an English man from Uleonor.

Gina Bladegem;

Age in First chapter ~Intro~: 48

Appearance: White hairs from being the age she is, but she has brown hair and huge brow eyes. Many wrinkles and always with a worrisome face or a motherly face. About 5’3. Her hair is half up and half down.

Quote (To Louella Hollybrook, born from Rubble) Kingdom of Borhedom: “They will run you down, but you have what they don’t. Wings. And you will fly above them, and they will honor you.” (Gina, First Queen.)

Gina;

Names means Queen, as she has been a Queen since birth. A good Queen indeed, but no anything near close to the second queen after her.

(“I will never be ever to out fight them, you know that.” A moment of silence hit the room as Gina looked at the girl with a smirk, “Don’t think that. They fear you, why would they start building a whole army to keep you out? You? A small girl that supposedly has nothing. Not anything, you sat in the rain every day, waiting for someone to come before walking back to your village without success. It was determination, don’t give up now. Then what I saw in you was all for nothing. We will find slaves, dress them and armor them. It will be years till they will go out and fight the war, don’t worry now.” Louella’s face lit up, and so did the room. She put a flower in her hair, Louella loved collecting flowers. “My lady, I don’t have nothing. Not now, not ever.” She said, in thanks for Gina’s words of wisdom, but disagreed with the term that she was not anything.)

Kiean Galloway

Age in first chapter ~Intro~: 19

Appearance: A tall young man with black hair and blue eyes. You could always see a rage in him. He has frail skin.

Quote (Six Seas of Richness) To Sir Bennett Charelson: “I was born with a crown that I should have been born with. But I, I had to prove my worth. I figured my way out of that well, didn’t I?”

Kiean;

Lord Kiean Gallow, born the king of the Uleonor.His father was a common man, a handsome common man. His mother was an ugly ‘hag’, but he was nothing but. Kiean grew to be quite handsome, but no one wanted to be his Queen. He had a bad reputation in Borhedom.

Galloway;

(“I’m trying to look at things before I die. Not wasting it.” Lady Louella said taciturnly to Lord Kiean. “Why? It’ll be long before you die.” He said, going closer to Lady Louella as she started at the birds chirping and trees dancing. “Long?” she questioned. He put his hand in her dark brown hair, as she looked at him in disgust. He leaned in, but Lady Louella quickly pushed him away. “My Lord, I need to go to my chambers.” She said, marching away in her blue dress. Kiean lifted a huge smirk on his face before walking the opposite direction from her.)

Benett Charlson

Age in First chapter ~Intro~: 16

Appearance: Almost the same as his brother Arlo, but with a square face and dark brown eyes and much taller and broader but still with pale skin.

Quote (Castle Halls of Stronghold Kaerndal Citadel): “My brother is a good boy, he only did what he thought was right. He didn’t know what would happen if he did it! I beg of you, you are a good man, so I do beg of you. Do you want another child to die at your hands?” Third was of Οι μεγάλοι άρχοντες (“The Great Lords”)

Benett

Named by his father, a great friend and accompany of the first king of Borhedom, a noble and assassin. His name meant blessed one, as he was a great noble and rich, while his brother was separated and grew poor in Pernith.

Plot: A young girl, about the age of fourteen, is in need to get out of her village. She visits the Kingdom of Borhedom every day, eagerly sitting out by the castle walls and church. She has short hair and boy clothes, her family, for her safety, wanted her to be trained to fight. But that did not go too well. Once the Lady of Borhedom has in her kind heart to shelter the poor girl during the rainy seasons, as her village was too far away, she finds something her heart for her. But there is one problem. The greatest ruler in power, Lord Galloway, is sending spies to Borhedom. Five Kingdoms, who will win the great war of Οι μεγάλοι άρχοντες?

Setting: Sort of medieval but based in my own world I have spent forever on.

Language: The Language is in Greek, some will be different languages. I was thinking making my own language, but I had decided that would be way too much work. So I will inform which language it is spoken in if you want to know, I will translate though.

Kingdoms:

Progarea

Uleonor/Umeuther

Eosodular

Kingdom of Chaerith

Borhedom

These are not all the characters, most of them are main though. Do you want me to post this story to KS? I really spent a long time on this, I would love to get responses. I have been really motivated to write this, but I need development, so I’m still planning it out. Thank you for viewing! By the way, which one was your favorite in this character sheet, mine is Finn, but they are all my babies haha.

Whose your fave character in your favourite TV programme?

Fri, 21 Dec 2018 07:57:54 +0000

Who's your fav character in The Loud House?

Mon, 10 Jul 2017 10:27:43 +0000

I like Leni

What is your favorite star wars character?

Sat, 13 May 2017 08:09:32 +0000

1. Han Solo

2. Anakin Skywalker

3. Darth Vader

4. Obi Wan Kenobi

5. Luke Skywalker

6. Princes Lia Organa

7. Qui Gon Jin

8. Darth Maul

9. Darth Sidious

10. Jar Jar Binx

11. Lando Calrissian

12. Boba Fett

13. Jango Fett

14. Jabba the Hutt

15. Other

16 All of the Above

What is your disney character

Tue, 11 Apr 2017 15:24:18 +0000

My favorite disney character is belle.

Best Harry Potter Quotes Ever!

Sun, 27 Nov 2016 14:47:34 +0000

"Always," Severus Snape

"Nearly always right," Remus Lupin

"I'm going to bed, before you get another clever idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled," Hermione Granger

"The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution," Albus Dumbledore

"I was your rat..." Peter Pettegrew

"Do not pity the dead, Harry, pity the living. And above all, those who live without love," Albus Dumbledore

"Honestly, don't you two read?" Hermione Granger

"You don't know what I've done," Draco Malfoy

"You will never touch our family again!" Molly Weasley

"Constant vigilance," Mad-Eye Moody

"Tell the truth!" Lord Voldemort

"Lovely," Dolores Umbridge

"If he doesn' bow, get away from him sharpish, 'cause those talons hurt. Right-who wants ter go first?" Rubeus Hagrid

"Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..." Ron Weasley

"We're coming with you, Harry," Neville Longbottom

"That was noisier than I thought it would be," Luna Lovegood

"There's the silver lining I've been looking for," Ginny Weasley

"You don't know what it's like," Harry Potter

Tell me what you think, and add some of your own!