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[adropofgoldensun]

Jurassic World: Dominion (2022) - Just old friends. - Really?

[thena0315]

Top 5 Favorite Fictional Couples from TV & Movies

[dearinglovebot]

my roman empire is the implications of the ellie/alan scene where she wakes up on him vs the parallel scene of claire/owen doing the same. your first instinct when paralleling these couples would be to go “oh so claire is his ellie”. but the way the scene is set up actually implies the opposite making ellie/owen the parallel duo.

let me break it down.

notice how they wake up first. the other is still asleep.

they take a moment to observe the sleeping partner.

sleeping partner wakes up. they play it cool and pretend nothing just happened. partner who just woke up is none the wiser.

the typical way to parallel these scenes would be to have alan wake up and admire ellie. which is something he’d do. but that isn’t what happens. instead, there’s the much more interesting approach of having ellie parallel owen while claire parallels alan.

if we refer back to jurassic world, claire can be understood through the lens of an alan-hammond hybrid. meanwhile, owen can be understood through an ellie-ian hybrid. kidphobic anti-social meets rich man defying god vs passionate animal lover meets sarcastic prophet of doom. this adds a second layer to the concept of the parallel shown in this scene.

if we understand now that claire is alan and ellie is owen, we start wondering: what does this mean for both dynamics? it could mean so many things. it could be commentary on gender roles. it could be commentary on gender point-blank. it could be personality commentary. narrative commentary? the potential for analysis is endless, rich, and completely untapped.

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

jurassic park (1993) 💕 jurassic world: dominion (2022)

[megdoodlestwd]

they 🫶

[elfdyke]

jurassic park 1993 but alan grant is played by fiona dourif. send tweet

[cissyenthusiast010155]

I Need You, Alan ~Ellie Sattler x Alan Grant (Grantler)

Summary— Ellie Sattler finds herself in a difficult marriage after all these years with kids to take care of. One night it just all gets to be too much, so the woman turns to her lifelong, old friend Dr. Alan Grant who always seems to be there for the woman when she needs it.

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: anxiety, panic, implied panic attack, talk to abuse, talk of verbal abuse, talk of physical abuse, comforting, happy ending?, etc.

Enjoy (;

Loud. That was all that Ellie could register at this point. Her vision began to blur, whether it was from the impending tears or the impending dizziness, she couldn’t tell. Probably both. She wanted to press the palms of her hands to her ears, try to block out the booming voice. She hated when he did this. Her husband would come home from work and just go off on her. Just start yelling. It would be like that off and on the entire evening. She would put her best foot forward and greet him with a smile, and she would get berated. She would have his laundry folded and put away, and still get shouted at. She would serve him dinner and still get screamed at.

Ellie wasn’t surprised that he’d start going off on her, but deep down she always hoped that he would just come home one day and stop all together. Tragic right? But everyday, her husband would come home and he’d fall back into that all familiar pattern of hollering. Shock was the first thing she’d feel. Then came the anger coursing through her veins like a lit fuse. But every time the anger would be quickly pushed aside by fear, worry, and guilt. The fear lived in her mind, he had a talent for cultivating that in her. He’d put the fears of failure, and abandonment, and neglect, and anything that would hook the woman into her mind. The worry lived in her body. Tremors were something she was accustomed to, a result of the amount of worry weighing on her shoulders. The guilt lived in her gut and in her throat. And he knew how to ramp those up oh so well.

He made her feel so stupid. According to him, Ellie did nothing right. For the 17 years of their marriage, she couldn’t do a single thing right. According to her husband, she was incompetent. She felt her knees start to get weak, start to shake and she felt a lump in her throat. She couldn’t look him in the eyes as tears began to flow. She hated crying in front of him. He’d just laugh at her, or worse, he’d completely ignore it. She hated his condescending, commanding, demanding tone. It shook her to her core. It made her feel so small. It made her not dare say a word back to him. He always had the last word. Always.

After a while, all the yelling blurred together. Ellie knew what he liked to continually say. Why can’t you be a better wife?! You are such a disappointment! You’re lucky I’ll take you, no one else would have someone like you!! And whatever bullshit he could get her to believe. She managed a shallow breath as terrified chills ran down her spine. She was frozen. She was always frozen. She tried to focus on the good… At least he wasn’t hitting her. On bad days, he could get physical, and today, from what she could gather, seemed like a day where he just wanted to let off some steam yelling wise. But it was hard to tell. It was hard to expect what he’d do. And that terrified her.

By the time Ellie managed to get away from his grasp for the night, she was shaking as she stood outside fumbling with the keys to the minivan. She drove with a pit in her stomache. She knew she’d have to return. She knew she didn’t have that long. She just drove and drove, unsure as to where exactly she was headed. Until she reached a line of apartments. She managed to get out of the car as she staggered through the halls. Her ears were still ringing. Her vision still blurred. Her body trembled. She walked up to the door of a particular apartment that practically looked abandoned. She anxiously fidgeted at the doorway, unsure if this was a good idea. There was no going back if she did this. With the last bit of strength in her, she knocked on the door. Alan Grant opened with a soft smile that quickly contorted downwards at the sight of the woman.

“Ellie?”

“It’s George…” she stammered, breathless, dazed, and confused.

Ellie didn’t know what else to say. She didn’t know how else to explain driving across town and showing up at her friend’s house at such an ungodly hour. Where was she supposed to start? What was she supposed to say? She hadn’t thought that she’d get this far. But something seemed to register with Alan, a resonating glint in his eye allowed the broken woman to sigh in relief.

“I see. Please come in.”

Somehow Alan always understood. He led Ellie inside, guiding her to take a seat before providing some light snacks and refreshments for the poor woman to catch her breath. While Ellie was still vibrating with nerves, she found comfort in her old friend’s presence. She didn’t know much, but what she did know was that talking to Alan was the right thing to do. Alan would understand.

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Ellie Sattler Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

Alan Grant Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

[cariad1701xxx]

It's been a while!!! Personal circumstances has made this last year very hard. But I'm finally back in a place where I'm ready to dive back into what I love! I've made another tribute to Alan and Ellie! Couldn't resist 😉 so here's yo the 30th anniversary and Alan finally getting his girl!!!!! Happy Jurassic June!!!

Also! I will be updating my fics very soon! Writers block was a nightmare!!!

[beetlepawss]

hello welcome to the jurassic park sims mod in my brain

[myjurassicisparked]

Me: It's time for a little me time :) *opens AO3 and looks for Grantler JP3 Fixit Fic*

[magicalgirllove92]

Owen Grady couldn't asleep, so he went to the kitchen to get water. He doesn't woke his wife Claire Dearing-Grady up and spotted her face as he smiles. Her beautiful face looked so innocent and pretty when she's sleeps. He checked his foster daughter Maisie Lockwood's room to figure it out. Thankfully, she's asleep in her bed as she snores calmly. As he drink water in the kitchen, Owen spotted 2 intruders. He thought 2 intruders was Maisie and Beta's kidnappers but instead, in a sign of relief, it was Alan Grant and then-girlfriend and now wife Ellie Sattler. The couple fall asleep peacefully in the couch. Worries about the duo get sick if they sleeping without a blanket, Owen went to the closet filled with blankets, pillowcases and sheets. He bring an blanket and give it to Alan and Ellie. He tucked him and Ellie with she let an sleeping hum. Alan softly kiss Ellie's forehead as she smiles softly, Alan woke up a bit and smile. "Owen, thank you." Alan said quietly. "No problem, Dr. Grant. Have a good night and tell Dr. Sattler to say hello to me, Claire and Maisie in the morning." Owen said as he went back to his room. "Will do." Alan said smiled as he went fall back asleep.

[politik-starnberg]

Über das Ziel hinausgeschossen

An dieser Stelle möchte ich mich für die unangebrachte Anwendung des Begriffes "Grattler" in meinem früheren Beitrag entschuldigen.

[tangledupinmist]

Seeing this & thinking how funny it sounds to Germans to ship a ship called #grantler

Random German Vocabulary (48)

die Genesung – recovery der (die) Grantler(in) (Southern/Austrian German) – grumbler, grouch das Kuvert – envelope die Schablone – template der Wechselbalg – changeling

abzischen – to buzz off sich (bei jemandem) einnisten – to build a nest (in someone’s home) kuvertieren – to put in an envelope (jemandem etwas) madigmachen – to spoil (something for someone) posaunen – to play the trombone; to shout something out

anmaßend – presumptuous; arrogant aufgewühlt – agitated, churned up tendenziell – generally speaking unverfroren – blatant

etwas übers Knie brechen – to rush into something (jemandem) Dampf machen – to hurry (someone) up (etwas) auf die Spitze treiben – to push (something) to the extreme

[dozydawn]

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

You’re the one I trust.

[megdoodlestwd]

Jurassic Park comic thingy 🫶✨💚