a soothing girl

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When my day is crazy I draw it out.
It’s soothing, and it’s super helpful to visual people like me.

I’m going back home for the weekend and I have so many things due on Friday.
I’m getting my second tattoo on Saturday.
Life is crazy but I love it.


Imagine the raptors getting upset whenever they see you kissing Owen because they think you’re trying to hurt each other.

You grinned as you pulled Owen into a hug, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. “You ready to take your lunch break yet?”

You glanced down as you heard the raptors snapping and barking at the two of you. You grinned and waved at them, keeping one arm wrapped loosely around Owen’s torso. They continued to pace beneath the catwalk, their agitation clear in their harsh whines as they strained to look up at the two of you.

You tilted your head to one side and frowned slightly, “What’s gotten into them?”

Owen glanced at you, grinning in amusement, “I think they’re protective of you.”

As if to prove his point, Blue let out another bark of irritation, her eyes fixed on you. You pulled away from Owen, moving to grasp the railing. “Hey girl,” you soothed, “It’s okay.”

The raptor whined again, turning in a circle and giving you a look that resembled a pout. You reached your hand into Owen’s feed bucket and tossed down a scrap of meat. She snapped it down and seemed to relax some. You smiled, “That’s my girl.”

Owen grinned and rested his chin on your shoulder, his arms snaking around your waist, “Careful, if you keep being this good with them, I’ll be out of a job.”

Blue let out another yap of irritation as she saw you so close to Owen, her entire body tensing. Owen pulled his arms away, raising them in a gesture of surrender, “Okay, okay, I get it, keep PDA to a minimum around the Raptor Squad.”

Gif Credit: Raptors


i want you to imagine her sitting there right now. now tell that little girl she’s fat. i’m not going to do that. tell that little girl she’s ugly. i don’t want to. tell that little girl she’s an embarrassment and worthless and useless, because that’s what you do every single day when you say that to yourself. when you convince yourself you’re an embarrassment and a burden. don’t you think she’s ugly? no. or fat? no. or an embarrasment, or worthless? no, just stop it. no, right. no. what do you want to say to that little girl? if she said that she felt that way about herself, what would you tell her?

that’s she’s fine, that she’s perfect.

then that’s what you need to tell yourself. every time you feel that panic, that anxiety. you need to soothe yourself as you would soothe the little girl. you need to tell yourself that everything is going to be okay. if you commit to that, then i promise you that you’ll be able to face anything, and it starts right now. everything starts right now.

LLSHP 3 - House of Slytherin

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5]

[Brief note about School Term] [other LLSHP AU stuff] [YohaMaRuby concept arts] [ChikaYouRiko concept arts] [KanaDiaMari concept arts] [Hogwarts Staff]

A/N: Finally finished and still in the Intro Arc hence kinda boring. It’s been a long since I’ve last read the books fanfics don’t count so I have to research a bit to refresh my memory and I also had to really finalize some stuff.   
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anonymous asked:

Have u ever watch the sacconejoly where Emilia and Jonathan get "lost" in a mall,and when Emilia see Anna,she literally ran to her,and hug her leg crying?i love that vlog so much😭 Can u imagine little P with Harry in a mall,but they can't find the missus but P it's super sad/scare bc she wants her mommy,can u imagine how P would act when they find the missus omgggg😩

I haven’t seen that vlog yet, no, my lovely. But, it sounds SO precious! Oh, my goodness. 

She’d be teary-eyed and walking alongside Harry, holding onto his finger as he’d promise her gently that they were on their way to find the missus. But, it wouldn’t soothe his little girl because all she wants is to see her mummy and to switch places with Alfie - who’s a fresh new baby sleeping in his stroller - so she can walk around with the missus, and, so Harry can take Alfie to get some new baby clothes. No matter how many times Harry lifts Persephone into his arms, she’ll continue to whine and cry out for the missus, kicking her legs and crying into his shoulder.

“Persephone, stop this.”

“I want mummy!”

“I know you want mummy. We’re going to go and find her now, okay, Poppet?”

“I want mummy now!”

“Look, there she is, Poppet. Over by the doors. See? I told you we’d find her, sweetheart.”

He’d set her down on the floor, and chuckle lightly when she runs over towards her and hugs her legs and cries into her thigh because she thought she’d gone missing. Her arms wrapping around her legs and her face pushed into the top of her thigh, her cheeks wet and forming stains on her t-shirt.

“Hi, baby! What’s the matter, hm? Why are you cryin’? Didn’t you have fun with daddy?”

“Yes. But, I missed you, mummy. I thought you were missin’!”

“Oh, baby. I missed you, too. But, I’m here now, aren’t I? We’re gon’a go buy you some new school shoes, aren’t we, hm? Me and you are gon’a shop till our feet hurt.”

Come here, little man,” Harry would coo towards his son, wrapping his hands around the handle of the stroller and smiling down at his sleeping form, “let’s go find you some clothes to match daddy’s.

“No, Harry! Please. No clothes like yours. Just babygrows and socks and nappies. We’re running low.” xx