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#Jurassic world x reader
book-place · 2 years
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Raising Her
Warnings: slight cursing, mentions of killing, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Owen Grady x daughter reader
*not my gif*
Summary: There is a child in the raptors cage, but Owen isn’t as concerned as he should be
A/N: This is short, but I liked writing it
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
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It was strange to hear giggles in a place like that. A place of dangerous creatures that could kill a person within a second.
The laughter was so full of happiness that anyone unfamiliar with it would feel as if they were hallucinating.
But there it was, a child’s gleeful laughter coming from inside the raptors cage.
Claire whipped her head to face the glass in concern, but that look soon turned into horror when she saw you, a five year old girl, waddling around the raptors cage, the dinosaurs nowhere in sight. But she could only assume that they were waiting to jump out of the shadows at any moment, having a nice snack of child flesh.
“Owen!” The redhead whispered out in terror.
“What?” He then turned around and took in her panicked expression and immediately began to think the worst, “What? What happened?” His words came rushed out.
Claire was yet to take her eyes off your small form as she reached up to point a shaky finger at you, “Ch-child.” She managed to mutter out, then she came to her senses, “There’s a child in there, Owen!” She practically screamed, “Get her out of there! They’re going to kill her!”
The man looked down in confusion, but visibly relaxed when he saw who she was pointing to, “Oh, that’s just Y/n. She's okay.”
Claire finally turned away from the glass and now looked at him in horror, “What are you talking about? That kid is going to die!” Then she started wildly looking around for any of the other workers, “Help! Somebody help!”
She had completely forgotten that it was a holiday and the only workers were a couple of guards that were too far away to hear her screams.
“Claire, Claire.” The woman couldn’t help but feel disgusted at the amused tone in his voice. There was a child in danger and he had the audacity to be smirking.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” She snapped, not having the willpower to take her eyes away from your helpless form for even a second to glare at the man like she so badly wanted to.
“She’s my daughter.” He explained slowly, a large hand coming to rest on her shoulder as he talked, “And they would never hurt her.”
That finally got the redheads attention to snap away from you, “What?” She breathed out.
She didn’t know he had a daughter.
“Her mother left her with me a couple years ago.” He continued, “And when I first brought her around to see the dinosaurs… they just seemed to click.”
Claire was officially stunned into silence.
“The dinosaurs feel like they’ve raised her more than I have.” There was no spite or anger in his tone, just fondness as he looked down at you in the cage in complete adoration.
“And how do you feel about that?” She finally managed to get words to leave her tongue.
His green eyes turned back to her, seriousness suddenly taking over his entire demeanor, “I feel like they’re right.”
As she turned back to look out the window, she still couldn’t help her breath catching in her throat slightly as she watched one of the raptors exit from nearby bushes. Blue.
She walked up to you slowly, and you turned to her with a large smile, not hesitating to reach your hand out in front of you and waiting for the dinosaur to come and nuzzle her head against it.
Which she did without hesitation.
“They love her just as much as I do.” A small smile has made its way onto Owens face as he looked at the two of you. The girls he had raised, “And she is safer with them then she would ever be anywhere else.”
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multi-fandom-imagine · 10 months
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Alan grant - nodding off
A/n: I hate that tumblr never notifies me.
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It wasn’t often that Alan had a chance to rest or take a break, know matter how much you begged the man to do so. So when he came slinking into the office you were a little surprised he didn’t pass out right in front of you.
Instead, he sat down in the seat next to you. A tired sigh escaping his lips.
“Rough day.”
A snort, followed by an exhale was his only response until you notice that he was nodding off.
“Alan.”
The man jolted away only for his body to sway and before you knew it his head was resting on your shoulder, a sloth snore escaping his lips.
Chucking for a moment, you adjusted your body so he would be more comfortable. His arms then snaking around your waist tugging you close.
“Get some sleep Alan, you deserve it.”
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finnofamerica · 2 months
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The Next Future Mrs. Malcolm- Ian Malcolm X reader | Smut
Summary: Reader enjoys a very romantic night out with Dr. Ian Malcolm.
Word Count: 2,234
Date Posted: 03.25.24
Prompt: Could it be a smutty romantic fic of Ian with a GF with a praise kink?
TW: AFAB LANGUAGE USED, Toy use in public, dirty talk, praise, oral (giving)
Note: The toy Used is the Lovense Lush 3. Linked so you can get a visual.
🔞MINORS DO NOT INTERACT🔞
|| Masterlist || Request Here || Fandoms/ Characters || Req by @melonpire
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The package left on your doorstep was a large brown box unceremoniously taped closed. There was no return address, but you suspected you knew who it was from. See, your boyfriend Ian just got back from his book tour, and he loves to surprise you with a romantic night out. 
You opened the box, the true surprise inside. There were several beautifully wrapped boxes of different sizes, each completed with a neatly tied bow. Sitting on the very top of the pile was a note. 
Y/n,
Pamper yourself today. I’ll pick you up at 7:30 for dinner, and your outfit is included in the box. I can’t wait to see you, Beautiful. 
Ian
You did exactly that. You spent the morning in the shower exfoliating, shaving, and doing anything else that you could think of in preparation for your surprise date. Ian had bought you an entirely new outfit—new lingerie that contrasted your skin beautifully and gave you the perfect amount of cleavage. A small box contained a pair of thin, silvery dangling earrings that looked like stars falling from the sky when the light hit them just right, as well as a matching bracelet. A large champagne-colored box contained the dress that hugged your body like a second skin. But there was another box, baby pink, wrapped in a champagne bow. 
Your brows furrowed, and a complete outfit was sitting on your bed in front of you; you couldn’t imagine what was in this box. Gently, you untied the bow and opened the lid, a note falling from it as you did. Inside sat an oddly shaped hot pink silicone device. It was kind of egg-shaped, with a long, thin “tail” extending from one end to a small circle that had a button. 
You inspected the smooth surface of the device before picking up the note. Ian gave you directions to the app to download and instructions on how to share control of the device. Taking it to the bathroom, you gave the device a quick wash with mild soap before setting it on a clean towel to dry and setting an alarm for six-thirty. 
Your heart raced as you stood in front of the mirror, dressed in the gorgeous black body con dress that accentuated your features. The vibrator was surprisingly easy to insert with a little bit of lube, and the shape allowed it to sit inside your vaginal canal without slipping out; it was quite a snug, comfortable fit. The tail sat outside of your body, curling up toward your stomach, held against your skin by the crotchless panties Ian had bought you. 
You inspected your appearance. You looked hot. Ian really knew how to dress you, and telling you what to wear was one of his favorite things. He wasn’t the type of guy who told you what to wear because he didn’t want other men to think you looked sexy. In fact, his intentions were almost the exact opposite. Ian loved buying you clothes and dressing you because he wanted other men to be jealous. He wanted to show you off to the world and show them the gorgeous woman he bagged. 
Seven-thirty on the dot, there was a knock at your door. Ian stood on the other side, towering above your short stature, with a single rose, dethorned, and a mischievous grin on his lips. 
“Hi, Sweetheart,” He scanned your outfit and caressed your cheek, “Don’t you look beautiful.” 
You couldn’t fight the smile on your face as heat rushed to your cheeks. He’d just arrived, and he was already turning you into a melty puddle of girl goo. “Thank you.” 
“Spin so I can get the full view.” 
You obeyed his request, turning slowly as he inspected you. The second your back was fully turned, he landed a swift smack to your ass, making you yelp. 
“Just as I thought,” he mused, “You’re perfect.” 
His praise filled you with warmth and an inexplicable desire to please. You were frozen in place as he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “And after dinner, I’m ruining that beautiful makeup of yours.” 
And there it was. A rush of arousal shot through you, making you shiver in anticipation. 
“Are you ready to go?” You asked, swallowing down your nerves and taking his hand. 
“Just waiting on you, Beautiful,” He grinned, leading you downstairs to his car. 
The restaurant wasn’t the fanciest in town, not that that mattered to you. You didn’t care if you went to an Olive Garden as long as you were with Ian. It was a lovely white tablecloth restaurant located on the bay with outdoor seating that overlooked the sea. Once parked, Ian reached underneath your dress and turned on the vibrator, connecting his Bluetooth to it so he could control the vibration. 
The lowest setting was a soft steady rumble that pressed against your G-spot with every step as Ian led you to the host stand. 
“I have a reservation for Dr. Malcolm.” He said suavely. 
“Oh!” The host beamed, “Right this way, we have your private table ready.” 
She led you both outside to the patio seating, half of it blocked off with beautiful flowered hedges on rolling planter boxes. You passed through the deliberate gap in the hedges, your table sitting center in the decorated space. 
“Ian,” You squeezed his hand, nerves crawling up your spine, “This is so fancy.” 
Of course, by fancy, you meant expensive. Expensiveness made you nervous - guilty. You didn’t want to be a financial burden. 
“Hey,” He gave you a comforting smile, “Only the best for my gorgeous girl.” 
You let out a shallow breath, letting him guide you to your chair. He pulls it out for you like a gentleman before scooting you in. 
“Here are your menus,” the host said, placing the hard-covered menu books on the table. “Your server will be by shortly.” 
Every aspect of the dinner was lovely, only heightened by the vibrator buzzing inside you. Throughout dinner, Ian had adjusted the settings, making it difficult for you to sit still, but somehow, you managed. You were more worried about wether or not there would be a wet mark on the butt of your dress from how much you felt like you were soaking. 
The vibrator suddenly stopped, making your brows furrow in confusion. You honestly missed the sensation now.
“Y/n, I often used to make jokes about how I’m always looking for the next future ex-Mrs. Malcolm. But I’ve realized I don’t want another Ex-Mrs. Malcolm.” He paused, and your heart sank. Was he breaking up with you? 
“I just want the next Mrs. Malcolm.” Ian got down on his knee. Your breath caught in your chest. “I want you to be the next Mrs. Malcolm, and I am determined to make it last this time. Will you marry me?” 
Tears welled in your eyes as you nodded. You hopped out of your chair and pulled him into a hug. 
“Yes, I will.” You kissed him, refusing to let your tears spill over and ruin your makeup. Ian slipped the beautiful moss agate ring on your finger and kissed your hand. You chuckled, “For a second there, I thought you might be breaking up with me.” 
Ian laughed as he helped you back to your seat, “I don’t want to break up with you ever.” 
Finally, the bill was settled, and the server brought out dessert and two glasses of sparkling wine. 
“Congratulations, you both,” The server, Richard, bid his farewell as you enjoyed the final moments of your meal. 
You were completely filled with warmth as Ian drove you both back to your shared apartment. The second the door clicked shut behind you, Ian’s lips were on yours, and his arms wrapped around you. 
“Ian!” You protested with a giggle, “Can we at least make it to the bedroom first?” 
“I don’t know, Sweetheart,” He growled slightly, “You just look so damn good as my fianceé. I can’t wait to make that makeup run.” 
Arousal rushed through you again, practically making you salivate. You managed to separate yourself from him just long enough to get to your knees, hastily undoing the belt to his sleek dress pants, freeing his thick member. 
Ian let out a groan as you licked him root to tip before taking the head of his cock in your mouth, smudging your recently reapplied lipstick. 
“Fuck you’re good at that,” His hand fell to your hair, pulling the strands away from your face. “I remember we we first got together, you could barely get it in your mouth without gagging.” 
You relaxed your throat, inching your way down his cock until your nose pressed to his groin. 
“Look at you now.” He praised, “Deepthroating like a champ. I’m so fucking proud of you.” 
Ian slowly rocked his hips, gently fucking your mouth as you forced yourself to sit on your hands and relinquish control to him. You loved pleasing him, listening to the string of praise falling from his lips as he fucked your throat until tears spilled from your eyes, and arousal was practically pooling on the floor underneath you. 
“I need to feel you,” He pulled his cock out with a satisfying pop, helping you up from the floor. Ian stripped off his shoes and pants before ushering you to your bedroom, swiping the boxes off the bed. “Be a good girl, and let me strip you.” 
You gave him a grin, turning so he could unzip your dress, letting fall to the floor around your heels. 
“You’re so beautiful,” Ian praised, running his hands over the lacy lingerie that he’d picked out for you. Large, warm palms cupped your breast as he kissed your shoulder, taking his time with you. You let out a satisfied sigh at the feeling, relaxing into his touch. He undid the clasp to your bra, letting that, too, fall to the floor, leaving you in nothing but crotchless panties and heels. 
He laid you down on the bed, pulling out the vibrator with a wet pop and tossing it to the side. Your hands fumbled with his shirt buttons as he caressed your pussy. 
“So wet already, Sweetheart?” He teased, making you huff. 
“You’re the one who teased me the entire dinner,” You spat back, pushing his shirt off his shoulders, light glinting off your new ring. 
Ian stroked his cock twice before lining the head with your entrance; you let out a breathy sigh as he slid in with ease. As always, his cock filled you to the brim, making you feel pleasurably stretched out. He kissed down your neck to your shoulder as he slowly pumped in and out, taking his time, allowing the pleasure to build in you. 
“God, you feel so good.” He praised, reaching over to grab the Hitachi wand sitting on the bedside table, slotting it perfectly between the two of you. Even the lowest setting built a wave of pleasure in you, “I missed this pussy on my tour. Next time, I’m bringing you with me so I can have it every night.” 
You rolled your hips up into his, moaning softly. “I’d like that. I love pleasing you.” 
His lips met yours again, moving in unison as each thrust pressed the vibrator harder against your clit. 
“Ian -“ you whined slightly, wanting more from the vibrator between you. 
He turned it up to the next setting, stating his condition, “You’re not allowed to cum until I tell you to.” 
You nodded helplessly, grinding into the vibrator. Ian picked up his pace, clinging to you like you were the last life preserver on a rocky ocean. Each wave builds that pleasurable pressure within you. A hot coil of arousal burning in the pit of your stomach. 
“Ian -“ You moaned, this one like a warning. “Ian, please, I can’t last much longer.” 
He gripped your hips as he leaned up straighter, one hand holding the vibrator in place. “Come for me, Y/n, be a good girl and come for your Finacé.” 
It was like he pulled the ripcord as your building orgasm released and your entire body spasmed around his cock.
“Good girl.” Ian praised. His name fell from your lips, fragmented by moans as he turned up the vibrator again, fucking you stupid. “Good girls get rewarded.” 
It was like you were floating into space as he held the vibrator to your oversensitive clit. Every thought left your mind as you drooled into the pillow, riding out the aftershocks being sent through you. Another orgasm built in your core as he continued to rock into you, washing over you the second it hit its peak, no longer able to maintain control. It was wave after wave of orgasms rolling through your body.  It wasn’t until you hit your fourth that Ian’s hips finally stuttered as he spilled his seed deep in your cunt. 
He collapsed on the two of you, turning off the vibrator and removing it. His heart pounded in his chest against yours as you regained your breath and your soul returned to your body. 
Ian peppered kisses to your cheek as he held you close, both of you exhausted from your romp. 
“Good night, future Mrs. Malcolm.” He whispered in your ear as you both drifted off into a very restful night of sleep. 
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slxthxrxn-sxmp · 2 years
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Ah begging for jurassic park cuddling headcanons !! With whatever characters you'd like :))
OOoh yes I think we could all use some fluff rn
(None of these gifs are mine credit goes to the owners and I do want to say that i just picked gifs that fit the vibe in no way am i trying to exclude anyone from this headcanon)
Warnings: not beta read or edited, mentions of sex, mentions of making out , explicit language
Alan Grant
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- Ah our old Dino man I feel like he wouldn’t typically initiate physical touch - Lets get down to business though because he has a very protective nature which gets heightened after the park experience and this means that he prefers to have his back to the door or window so his body is a barrier between you and anything that comes into your shared room - when you do finally get his to cuddle it escalates really quick not in a yall are finna have sex kind of way but in a ever body part will be touching your legs will be tangled together hands are being held and do not be fooled he will tease you about it in the morning when he gets up to get you all morning coffee or tea - Now if you not in the mood for that kind of cuddling he totally understands but he does want to have some connection especially if you are feeling off like a simple hand holding, hand on the waist, forehead resting on the back of your neck or between your shoulder blades -He just wants to make sure you are there and won't disappear and that you know he is there for you
Ellie Sattler
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- Cuddles are an everyday thing, not because shes clingy but its just how she shows her affections and that she trusts you - Do not be surprised that she places her hand on the small of your back, on you shoulder or arm (also little butt touches) - She will be big spoon but if shes had one of her nightmares after shes been to the park please hold her turn on the bedroom light maybe try make her some warm tea - While cuddle she also while be going into deep conversations about anything and everything “Whats your favorite plant ?”, ”Do you want kids ?”, ”Do you ever wonder what would happen if you chose a different career ?”
Ian Malcolm
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- Ian is fueled by cuddles. some people use caffeine, he uses cuddles and physical attention - I do not make the rules (👀) - Despite this he will devote his attention to you touching your hair, if you have freckles or scars or your face he’ll trace them as if they are constellations - His all time favorite thing is nuzzling his face in your neck like a cat and while he’s doing that do NOT be surprised if he gives you little soft kisses on your shoulder and collarbone - He likes to listen to your heart beat ( before and after the events of the park but if its after the park he likes to ground himself with the steady beat getting the thumping of the T-rex out of his mind)
Claire Dearing
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- Claire is a multitasker now if you ask her for undivided attention she will give it to you a tv show running in the background or a podcast playing would be appreciated - At the beginning of y’all’s relationship sue wouldn’t be big on cuddles but once she realizes that this thing you guys have is amazing and needs to be cherished f u c k she will come up behind you when you are doing anything and hug you, slowly rubbing circles on your stomach with her thumbs - Most of the time you will still have to come to her for a good cuddle session but if she picks up on you being stressed or slightly out of the vibe she will drag you to bed or the couch and snuggle into each others embrace - If you try the historical picture with the two females one straddling the other doing the others make up thats it she will be absolutely whipped
Owen Grady
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- With this Dino Trainer expect a lot of goofing off as he is not one to be serious all the time in his intimate life - A cuddle session will almost definitely lead to a make out session not everytime but you know most of the time - He will initiate physical touch it is a love language of his and he is not ashamed of it - Lazy self care day alright you guys will be doing face masks in bed (he likes you to put his own for him and will act like he doesn’t even know how yo put it on himself) Lazy self care morning alright lets order some food via grubhub and binge a new tv show
Zach Mitchell
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- His a big tough guy he doesn’t like cuddles those are for babys- yeah he likes to lay his head in your lap and beg you to play with his hair - Zach is plagued with nightmares from that hybrid dino his aunt claire made one time it was so bad his parents had to call you over to calm him down - now if he is doing something lets say gaming because he is in fact a gamer boy™ he will swoon so hard if you slide into his lap facing him, wrap your arms around his torso, and put your head in his neck - He is a thigh man no questions asked he will trace shapes on your legs. you got scars ? they are beautiful. cellulite? adorable adds personality. stretch marks ? they look like cool lightening on your legs. so badass.
Franklin Webb
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- This man is always stressed and the quickest way to his heart is a quiet night in laying in bed - Typically he likes to hold you in any sense its a security thing but after a particular rough day at his work he will flop into bed and ask in a tired voice for some cuddles and this means he wants to be held because other wise it feels like he may fall apart -One time you decided to read to him while he was on top of you with his head on your chest and now it is his favorite thing on earth - On special days such as birthdays or anniversaries he’ll sneak out get your favorite breakfast then make it all fancy and serve it to you “Bon appétit, my sunshine.”
Zia Rodriguez
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- Lets get this straight (hehe) she likes being cuddled aka shes the small spoon - She is a titty person she just likes them. Man titties, small titties, big titties, perky titties, average titties, top surgery titties, lopsided titties, and even boob job titties. They are Gods human pillows are she will take advantage of the opportunity if you give her the all clear to lay on your chest because it is simply her safe space - If by some miracle she hasn't fallen asleep on your warm embrace then she will kinda be like Ellie and talk about everything especially the beloved dinos - Please kiss her on the top of the head and tell her you love her and you are proud of her she has to hear so much shit about her job that it would be very appreciated to hear some positives
Kayla Watts
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- She likes to act tough but she will melt into a hug or any attention you really give her - she does not care for what position. will be both big spoon and little spoon depending on the day. her all time favorite thing though is when you lay on her stomach with your body between her legs - Listen her job is anything but savory and she feels absolutely blessed to have you in her corner willing and able to comfort her - Often times cuddling happens after cleaning up some of her nicks and scratches or when she comes back from a job - She is the supreme partner because she is a stomach lady and if you got love handles… all the better for when you both cuddle
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ssadumba55 · 2 years
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Owen Grady with Dinosaur! Reader
Request: Could you do Owen with a Dinosaur reader? Like headcanons with Owen with a dinosaur companion, similar to your Mei and Red Panda!Reader?
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Owen is really good with dinosaurs, like really good with them. He's spent most of his adult life in the enclosures with the Raptors, training them, imprinting on them. Even though they're still wild animals, it's no surprise that they all have a strong affinity for him
It's no surprise then, that the Raptors aren't the only dinosaurs he gains the trust of
If you're a smaller dinosaur, riding his shoulder (yes it does hurt and yes he does complain)
You're never far from him, if he ever needs to make a quick getaway, he can always call to you and you'll always come
Fitting comfortably into his jackets and vests
Protecting him from other dinosaurs, even if they're three times your size. You'd do anything for him (and by extension, Claire and later Maisie)
If you're a larger dinosaur, it's a little harder for you to fit in places but you're always welcome to hang out outside and you do make a great bed to sleep on if Owen needs to sleep outside.
It's easier to protect the people you care about, you do everything in your power to keep them safe
Other people are often worried, because of your size, that maybe someone will get hurt but you're really just a giant pushover. Will do anything for snacks
Owen will try his best in return to protect you, especially from other people
JURASSIC WORLD DOMINION SPOILERS
You spend the majority of the film with Owen and Claire trying to track down Maisie, your impeccable nose assists them in finding her
Doctors Sattler, Grant and Malcolm are kind of terrified of you, when the group is altogether, they stay as far from you as possible
You get left behind by the helicopter but that's no problem for you, you just find your own way back to the Grady/Dearing cabin on your own
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eternalslover · 11 months
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Writers
If you are to write for a certain race for reader or y/n or whatever, please put it at the top and not just in the tags, yk before the reading because I really don't feel comfortable reading as someone who is written for a certain race that isn't mine, thank you :)
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bellarkeselection · 2 years
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Owen Grady x daughter!Reader please and thank you :)
His little Girl
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Dominion Spoilers just a little
My dad pulled into the driveway as Maisie was having an argument with the person I called my mom. But she really isn't because I found my birth certificate from my dad's truck. Apparently my real mother left him after I was born which makes me sad. "Y/n!" Dad hollered from the truck so I grabbed my coat running off the porch and jumping into his opened arms. He twirls me around in circles in the snow for a few seconds then sitting me on my feet. He reaches into his jacket pulling out a small dinosaur toy that looks like his old raptor Blue. "Here you go, little girl." He ruffles my hair and I followed him closely behind grinning.
"So where do you want to go today, Y/n?" He bends down on a knee to be at the level of his ten year old. Maisie ran outside slamming the front door closed grabbing her bike heading towards the bridge. "Can we go look for Blue?" I asked giving him puppy dog eyes staring into his green ones. Owen ran a hand through his hair ruffling it a bit eyeing Claire in the kitchen of the cabin. Dinosours were free it's the reality that they lived in now. Which also makes its dangerous because he hadn't seen his raptor in years. "Yeah I think we deserve a little daddy-daugther bonding." He offers me his hand putting my tiny one in his walking out the door. He shrugged on a winter jacket over me making sure I'm not cold since it had started snowing recently.
Daddy bends down on a knee and I do the same after we walked a little ways from the cabin seeing some tracks in the snow. He extended his arm out eyeing footprints that were much smaller than Blue's would have been. Suddenly a raptors cry comes from deeper in the trees so I slide down the snow trying to follow the sound. My dad rushed behind me raising a finger to his lips shooshing me when I can see a dinosaur on the hill. Owen could see it was a baby dinosaur that looked almost like Blue's twin. But what shocked him was that Blue came out bending down to the younger one making it clear it was her child. "It's her baby, daddy." I whispered grinning up at him where he draped an arm over my shoulder. "Yeah Y/n. She's a parent now too."
Comments really appreciated ❤️
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countrymusiclover · 1 year
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Do I want to write another Owen Grady book....yes?? Do I have an idea in mind yet no
Any suggestions??
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@annielr @abaker74 @oldmanwithashield
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bumblesimagines · 2 years
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"you know, I think I can get used to carrying you into bed every day
Claire
"you know, I think I can get used to carrying you into bed every day"
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"I'm home!" You called into the apartment, pushing the door shut with your foot and turning the lock. Setting your keys down, you moved further into the apartment, stopping when you spotted Claire. She was sprawled across the couch, shoes messily kicked off and soft snores leaving her.
Chuckling softly to yourself, you set your bag down and leaned down to shake her shoulders. "Babe? Babe, last time you slept on the couch you got back pain."
"Just.. five more minutes..." She slurred her words in her daze, face scrunching up as she woke up. Her bottom lip pushed out and she gazed up at you sleepily.
"Let's get you to bed." You smiled, scooping her up into your arms and heading towards the bedroom. "You know, I think I can get used to carrying you into bed every day."
A breathy laugh escaped her and she shook her head, leaning forward to plant a kiss on your cheek. "That wouldn't be fair to you."
"I don't mind, Claire."
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pr0wlerpunk · 2 years
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Ian Malcom with a punk anarchist geneticist
Type of story: Headcannon
Requested: @slxthxrxn-sxmp
Gn!reader
Warnings: kissing ig, used beautiful but you call anyone beautiful
I lied I got it done in less than a week
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Ok he definitely died when he saw you
Didn’t think someone as beautiful as you would wear something like this
But oh boy was he wrong
AND YOU’RE SMART TOO?!!
Ultimate package
Definitely ask if you know about Chaos Theory
If so then oh boy he’s fanboying but, if not then you better cancel any plans you had for the next hours
He gets very protective when Alan or anyone talks about your outfit
Like To the point where he would actually hurt someone
Almost broke Alan’s nose when he commented on why you would wear all that
So of course when the T-Rex escapes he’s definitely protecting you
Makes sure you’ve eaten, even if it’s snacks
“Yn here, eat this” gives you his food so you’re not hungry
Doesn’t care if he’s hungry he’s just worrying about you
Gives you his jacket when you’re cold
Makes sure you have no cuts or open wounds
And if so then you best believe you’re not going anywhere until he’s cleaned and bandaged you
Didn’t think you liked him
Like at all
But when he gets hurt and you rush to his aid telling him how scared you were and how he should’ve been more careful he takes the chance
He kisses you
And you kiss back
All he can think about is how soft your lips are
Ellie has to stop you both because well he’s hurt and you and her both know he was getting carried away
Skip to when everyone is in the car riding away
He definitely kisses you again
Tells you after you’re both patched up y’all going on a date
Ellie Loves it
Alan thinks It won’t last
The kids think it’s funny because you both dress the same
I had to much fun writing this lol feel free to send in more requests for Ian or anyone else please!
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multi-fandom-imagine · 9 months
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OMG I love the Alan Grant x reader you wrote! Please write more! He looks SO GOOD in the new film! 💕🤤
A/n: Old ask, I’m very sorry but I 1000% agree with you.
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[ caress ] sender soothes a nervous receiver by stroking their hands up and down receiver's arms
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He was on his way to another stupid ass island, filled with something he told himself he rather not deal with again. He felt sick to his stomach and right now he would rather be on solid ground.
“Alan?”
Snapping out of his thoughts he turned his attention to you. A frown was on your lips, your brows furrowed in concern. “Are you alright.”
Flexing his hand, he cleared out his throat as he gave you a forced smile. “I’m fine. It’s just nerves you don’t gotta sorry about me alright.” Leaning over he pressed a kiss to the side of your head hearing your sigh.
You weren’t about to press the matter, you’ve been dating Alan for two years. You knew what made him tick, the things that got under his skin. Smiling, you grasped his hand, letting your thumb glide over the back off it. You did your best to sooth him and it seemed to work judging by the man exhaling, his shoulders relaxing as he then gave you a grateful smile.
“Thank you.”
Bringing his hands to your lip you face a smile shake of your head. “Of course.”
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Finding Hope Part 2
 A/N: Hey guys! I'm alive. I know I took forever to get around to this, so I appreciate your patience and hope you enjoy Finding Hope Part 2!
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“What do you want, Claire? I don’t have time for you right now,” Owen said, taking another sip of his drink. 
“I have some news. And I didn’t come until I was sure this wasn’t a hoax. She might be alive. All three of them.” Said Claire, watching Owen drink his life away is not something she wanted to continue to do. She knew the loss devastated him but she didn’t realize how bad it was. 
“No, we both saw her hit the water, there was no body. No way she survived,” Owen said miserably. He was lost without his Y/n. The love of his life and his unborn baby. To get his hopes up is just plain wrong.  
“Come with me Owen, you’ll want to see the photos we’ve got.” Claire walked out of the bar, and got into her car, Owen right behind her. 
“What do you mean, photos?” There's no way she’s alive, is there?
“These.” She pulled out printed photos of Blue, on a beach near the water, with a girl, about 2-3 years old. Not being attacked, but playing. His beta and who he assumed was his child, playing together. Happily. “This is what we’ve found. We don’t see y/n, but there’s a little girl with blue. That can’t be a coincidence.” 
“Why are you showing me this instead of leaving now? I want my child and wife back dammit!” Owen shouted. He was not gonna lose them again. She started the car and off they went on another rescue mission. Just like before. 
Y/n POV
When you awoke next, it was to a seemingly saddened chirp coming from Blue. She had her head resting lightly on your stomach, occasionally moving and nudging your hand. Her chirping ceased when you started moving your hand, bringing it up to rub at your eyes. Now she began to screech and chitter away happily, jumping around for a minute before leaning back down to you. 
“Blue? W-what the hell?” You muttered, slowly sitting up while Blue screeches happily and runs around you. Looking around you realize you're still on the beach where you pulled yourself out of the water. Standing up, you wobble slightly and Blue comes close to support you.
“Thanks girl,” you say as your hand touches her back, she shivers lightly all the way to the tip of her tail. So cute! 
You smile, thinking back on when you woke up three years ago. Hope was running around with Blue on the beach. Blue, chittering away as she walked behind Hope who ran away giggling. As Hope ran, she tripped over her own two feet and face planted into the sand. Immediately you spring into action and run to catch up and make sure she is OK. 
"Babygirl, are you ok?" You ask, kneeling down as she sits up spitting out sand. You wipe her head and hair to get rid of the sand. 
"I'm OK mommy. Sand is not tasty." Hope spat out one more bit of sand before getting back up and running around again. Blue pounces right in front of her and she screeches, reminding you of your own similar screech a long while ago. 
"Aagghh!!" You scream out, as you have another contraction. Blue was nearby, agitated from hearing your screams. You used to be a nurse before you found Owen and moved with him, so you knew what you had to do. It hurt more than expected with each wave of contractions. As you pushed one last time, out came your little girl, crying with a healthy set of lungs. You swaddled her in a soft blanket and clamped and cut the cord. You clean her off with some sterile water, and then yourself once she's taken care of. 
"My little Hope," you whisper as your baby girl calms down. "If only your daddy was here to see you."
A hand touches your cheek, startling you out of your memories. Hope stands in front of you, her tiny hand squishing your cheek slightly. 
"Mommy, why's your face like that?" Hope asked, you realized you had teared up slightly and quickly wiped them away. 
"Nothing baby. I just miss your daddy, that’s all." You reply. 
"Ohh. Alwight mommy." She says, before giving you a peck on the cheek. You grin and return the kiss. 
"Let's go back home, hm? It's getting late," You say, holding out your arms to pick her up. She comes close and you put her on your hip while you walk, Blue by your side while making the normal trek home. 
As you arrive home, you set Hope down, and she runs into your home, it thankfully wasn’t destroyed when the dinosaurs escaped. You give Blue a pat on her snout and she snorts, before running off to do her own thing. 
“Mommy, I’m weddy to plant! ” Hope waddles out of your home wearing a blue jurassic world t-shirt, inside out, attempting to put on a little apron you had made to hold a small trowel to help you tend the garden. 
“Oh Hope, come here little one.” You say, smiling at her determination to be independent. She toddles over and you quickly fix her shirt, and tie her little apron around her waist. You go inside and grab yours with all the tools, and make your way to the garden. You hand her a trowel to hold onto while you pull any weeds, and trim any dead plants away. You grin as she sticks it straight down into the apron, still holding it secure. Once you finish you take Hope inside to give her a bath. You drop all your tools on the table and get her set up. She loves to sit in the water so you almost have to force her out after 15 minutes. 
“No! I don’ wanna get dry yet!” Hope yells, and you raise your eyebrows at her. 
“Oh really? But if you stay in too long, you’ll look old and wrinkly! A wrinkly baby Hope!” You exclaim. 
“Let’s get your pretty self dry,"  You say, and she settles after a few minutes. You grab a towel to wrap around her, and another to dry her brown hair, the same shade as Owen’s. You change her into another blue raptor shirt and a cute pair of matching raptor shorts. You both get settled into your bed, snuggled up under the blankets.
“I love you mommy.” Hope yawns, snuggling into your arms.
“I love you too, Hope,” You say, smiling softly at the little girl who looks so much like her dad. 
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The next morning you awake to Blue chirping for your attention. Slowly rolling over and opening your eyes, you realize Hope isn’t next to you anymore. 
“Hope? Baby where are you?” You call out and when you don’t get a response you quickly search through the house before making your way outside. There you find Hope, playing with some dinosaur figures on the steps with Blue watching her intently. “Hope! Why’d you come out here?” 
“Mommy was sad in sleep. You cried. I tought I huwt you so I came here.” Hope said, still playing with a blue raptor toy. You must’ve been dreaming of Owen. 
“No baby, you could never hurt mommy. She was just having bad dreams, ok?” You say, scooping her up in a hug. 
“Alwight mommy.” She hugged you back and continued to play with her toys. Smiling, you go back inside and get ready for the day. As time passes throughout the day you busy yourself outside in the garden, making a pathway for a new crop while Hope plays with her dinosaurs. All of a sudden Blue is nearby chittering and chirping away, Hope runs towards you and hides behind your legs. Turning you see several people. All of a sudden you have strong arms wrapped around you. A familiar scent engulfs your nose and you immediately burst into tears. 
“Owen!” 
“Y/n/n!” Owen says, and he pulls away for a second. He grabs your chin to look up at him, both of you staring into each other's eyes, and your lips meet, for the first time in 3 years. You missed his scent, his touch, his everything. This time, you pull away at the small tug on your pant leg.
“Owen, I have somebody I want you to meet. Sweetie, this is Hope. Hope, this is your daddy,” You say, picking Hope up to introduce her to her father. Owens eyes widen before he engulfs you both into a hug. 
“Daddy? Hi.”
“Hi baby. I’m so glad to finally meet you. I’ve missed you for a very long time.” Owen said, pressing his forehead to Hope's, then yours. “I’ve missed you both, so much. I thought you were dead!” 
“I’ve missed you too. And the Mosasaur didn’t get me. I was out of the water before he came up. How did you know I was here?” You ask.
“Sedrick Masrani was searching the island, Claire told me when she knew it to be real. I was lost without you,” Owen replied. “And now I will never be lost again. Let’s go home.”
“Yes, let’s go,” You say, and you kiss Owen one more time to make sure you’re not dreaming. 
Life really does find a way.
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finnofamerica · 1 year
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Shelter - Dr. Alan Grant x Reader | Fluff / Smut
Summary: Alan would do anything to distract his girlfriend, who is afraid of storms.
Word Count: 396 - Short fic
Date Posted: 05.24.23
TW: AFAB language used, descriptions of sex.
Note: Smut under the cut. This was an experiment in creating a scene using minimal dialogue. This was a vanilla scene, surprisingly challenging me as a BDSM content creator.
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Rain pelted the roof of Alan’s trailer at the Snakewater dig site. Not a soul was out digging while this storm hung over them, shaking the trailers and assaulting the tents. The tight quarters of the trailer had been more than enough for you and Alan for the past three months, though you were expected to clear out by late autumn before the first snowfall. 
Alan had you wrapped up in his arms, your ear pressed firmly against his chest, trying to use his heartbeat to drown out the thunder. Every few minutes or so, he’d kiss your head, whispering comforting words. Most people didn’t get to see this side of Alan. He hid away the sweet man who took care of the ones he loved. 
Thunder cracked across the sky, shaking the trailer with fury, making you squeal and hold him close. Alan gently kissed your forehead, then each cheek, and the tip of your nose before finally pressing a firm kiss to your lips. Your hand wound its way to tangle in his hair and matched his passion. No words needed to be spoken at that moment; you both knew what you wanted to distract you from the storm raging outside. 
He slowly dragged his hand up the length of your body. Your thin pajamas do nothing to block the heat from his calloused palm. Gently he worked his hand underneath your top, grazing over your taut nipples, making you let out a sharp breath at their sensitivity. Alan kissed down your chin, latching onto your neck, surely leaving a hickey in place.  
Time seemed to slow as you both stripped out of your clothes. The whole world fell away as you lost yourself in Alan’s love. He peppered kisses over your chest as he bottomed out, staying still for a moment so you could adjust to his size. Once you were comfortable, he pulled nearly all the way out before easing himself back in again. Each long slow stroke grazed your g-spot, sending waves of pleasure through you. 
Alan spent what felt like hours that night coaxing you to orgasm over and over, never taking his own release until he was assured that you were fully and completely satisfied. 
“Do you hear that?” He whispered to you as your exhausted bodies collapsed on the couch. 
“No? What?” You chuckled. 
“The storm has passed.” 
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slxthxrxn-sxmp · 2 years
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hey! :D I was wondering if you would be willing to write some headcanons for Ian Malcolm x Environmental Scientist reader? If not, just any Ian Malcolm x reader. Thank you!
Anon i absolutely can ! (Ps: i may have done way too much research for this on the Chaos theory and Climate/Environmental Sciences) I desperately hope you love this !
Warnings: None Really but let me know if there is something
First of all let me just explain that chaos theory is very prominent in your line of work so you do know it well and that is, for the most part, the reason John Hammond’s lawyer brought you to this island 
Your published essays were on Zebra Mussels invading the Great lake along with other such examples of invasive species and Human impact on the earth within the last century 
Needless to say you were what many would call a hippy 
At first of course Ian would be flirting wih you up and down like he does with Ellie  (way to make you feel special lmao) but the moment he tries to pull out the chaos theory card with you while in the main building and you stop him because you also know everything there is about the theory he is absolutely shook
Now no offense to Ellie but his eyes are all on you 
This man hardly knows you but he will and does defend with his life even though he knows you can take care of yourself
He will call you baby if you are okay with and as your relationship progresses he will start calling you his baby 
Off island he is a sucker for coffee dates where you guys just sit and work enjoy the presence of each other 
If you’re a plant parent he will help you name the plants, help tend to them, and even buy you some supplies for the babies every once and a while. One time you even caught him talking to his favorite plant after you told him it helps them thrive 
Though he doesn’t dress like it he loves to take you on walks through forests/on trails 
He will act as dramatic as possible if a bug gets near him, please bring spray so he doesn’t get bit or stung 
Slowly he’ll also introduce you to his daughter and let’s just say you two got along way better than he could’ve ever thought possible 
He’s a little jealous 
Not really it actually makes him adore you even more 
He gives you signed editions of his books and you get special dedication in his newer ones because you really did impact the way he thought about life and that stupid chaos theory
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zafirosreverie · 2 years
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would you, write a Zara x reader where reader is this nerdy, socially awkward scientist working in the parks lab and becomes all flustered and wordless whenever zara is around (maybe Claire sends her down to the lab to get an update or pick up some files or smth)?
Hi! I still have to work on my phone so this is short, but I hope you'll like it.
Fascinating (Zara x Fem!Reader)
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"Hey doc"
You jumped a bit when the voice sounded right behind you. You had been so busy with your work that you didn't even hear the lab door open, much less the heels of the woman approaching you.
"H-hello Miss Young" you said, staring at the desk and internally cursing yourself for the blush you knew was adorning your cheeks.
"Oh come on Y/N, I've told you before, call me Zara" she laughed, still not leaving your personal space
"I-I don't think t-that's p-professional, miss" you stuttered.
The woman just giggled again, but she finally moved, letting you breathe normally. You glanced at her as she leaned casually against your desk, tipping her head back and making you blush more by exposing her neck.
It was not unusual to have her there. Ever since you started working for Dr. Wu in Jurassic World, the woman had made a place for herself in your daily routine. You knew that Zara was the assistant manager of park operations, so it was her job to take care of all the things that Dearing couldn't do.
Among them were the lab reports that Mr. Masrani insisted on having on his desk daily. You had no idea if the man actually had time to read them, but Wu just did his job and handed them over without argument.
However, sometimes he was too busy too, and Zara had to wait until he handed them over. At first, she just left, promising to come back for them later, but since you'd arrived, the woman found it much more fun to stay with you and see how red she could make you until Wu came to rescue you.
She wasn't dumb, she knew the power she had over you, and she loved it. If she was honest, she found you incredibly cute, and if it wasn't for Claire's stupid rule about not getting involved with co-workers, even if they were from other areas, she would have asked you out a long time ago.
"What are you working on now, princess?" she asked suddenly, making you jump.
"E-eh, I... I shouldn't s-share information with people outside the l-laboratory" you said without being able to look at her
"Okay, then tell me about yourself" Zara smiled "come on, I'm a bit bored here"
"I-I'm not that interesting" you said "I-I don't think there's anything to tell you that c-could get your attention"
"Oh, on the contrary," she said seductively, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "I find everything about you incredibly fascinating."
You swallowed hard and for the first time since she arrived, you looked directly at her. She was smirking, but there was no mockery in her eyes and it took your breath away. You didn't know what to do or how to act with her, especially with that small but important (at least for you) confession.
Fortunately, and before you could embarrass yourself, the doors opened and Dr. Wu walked in with a folder in his hand.
"Miss Young" he said, with false respect "here's today's report. Tell your boss that if she wants them faster, next time don't hold me on the phone."
"Oh, don't worry Wu" she smiled "I don't mind waiting. Besides, you have an excellent hostess here"
You wanted to disappear when your boss looked at you with a raised eyebrow, but you quickly let him know with your eyes that you hadn't said anything important to the woman. You supposed your flushed cheeks and obvious nervousness was proof enough for him that you could never get a full sentence out, at least not when Zara Young was in the room.
"Well see you tomorrow Doc" the woman said, winking at you as she left the room.
This time, the sound of her heels echoed in your head as her words repeated themselves over and over in your brain.“I find everything about you incredibly fascinating”
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